Beach Trip 4 - The Actual Beach

"Ahhh fuuuck..." Zoey groans and stretches now that she can finally leave the car and at least mentally you sound just like her. The traffic jam was so bad that when you finally arrive at the camping ground, it's already late in the afternoon.

"Don't get too comfy yet." you hear Erika speak out behind the van. "We still got tents to pitch."

"I'd say I pitched enough of a tent already." Zoey jokes but luckily she does so quietly enough for only you to hear. You reward her by blowing a bit of air out of your nose and nudging her. Once everything is set up, this might be pretty cosy here. The camping ground is covered in trees and in the distance you can already hear the faint crashing of waves. And Zoey seems to notice too.

"Hey, fuck the tents - wanna check out the beach?" she asks and nudges you back.

"Swimming? Could be cold this late, no?"

"Nah, not to swim. Just, like, scouting for tomorrow." Zoey explains and honestly, taking a stroll to the beach with only your girlfriend does sound kinda enticing, especially after the long drive.

"Sure." you smile and take her hand. "Hey, we'll check out the beach! Back in an hour or so!"

"You got your phones?" you hear Erika, ever the mom, call out.

"Yees! Later!" you yell back and tug on your partner's arm.

"Don't fuck too loud!" is the last thing you hear from Denise (who else) before the two of you are out of earshot. Both of you can't help but shake your head about her utter lack of a public filter.

The two of you soon reach a small hill which sort of turns into a dune and once you reach the top, you are presented with quite the view. The sun hasn't quite started setting yet, but the orange light it's shining works wonders with the reflection of the sea. Living in Bonn, you rarely ever get to see the ocean and this is a very nice change.

"Well, fuck me." Zoey whistles and once again proves to be utterly tone deaf sometimes.

"You always have such a way with words." you smirk at her. "Come on, let's go." you tell her and start descending the dune. The sand becomes quite a bit deeper, making the way down actually somewhat of a challenge. Seemingly intent on making an impression, Zoey isn't as careful as you and slides past you. What could've been a pretty smooth move unfortunately gets undercut when she eventually does stumble and tumbles the rest of the way down. Oh boy, she's gonna have sand everywhere. You have to take a moment to collect yourself before going down.

"That... yeah, just as intended!" the tomboy calls out and doesn't really seem particularly embarrassed.

"If you say so." you laugh and make your way down to her, picking up her cap on the way.

"Such grace. Such elegance." Zoey jokes and shakes the sand out of her hair.

"Always." you say and since she's sitting right by you, you put the cap back on her head.

"Heh, thanks." she smiles and puts her arms around your hip and leans her head against it. "Can't wait to jump in there tomorrow."

"Honestly kinda same." you agree and look down the horizon. "Come on. Let's walk a bit." you suggest to which she nods and lets you pull her up. For a few minutes, the two of you silently march along the beach. Despite the near sunset and the continuous breeze, it's still pretty warm and people slowly start dispersing. When the two of you eventually reach a big, sharp rock piercing the shore line, Zoey goes to climb on it.

"Careful." you warn her but she seems to manage without issue. Honestly, from down here and the setting sun in the background, her athletic figure is quite the sight. Zoey appears to notice as she looks back down over her shoulder and proceeds to strike a pose, flexing her arms.

"Take a pic. Lasts longer." she grins.

"You know what, I just might." you reply and unlock your phone. Sometimes you gotta take opportunities when they present themselves.

"Hah, alright." Zoey laughs and stays in her pose for a few seconds for you to take a good shot. And a good shot it becomes. It's a comparatively crappy phone camera, sure, but the light, the contrast and, well, her physique work together for a pretty badass photo.

"Got it. I'll send ya." you tell her.

"Later. Now come up here." Zoey beckons and reaches out her hand.

"Hmmm, fine." you sigh and take her hand. With a bit of help, you get onto the rock. It's pretty high, but the surface is rather flat. If you were to lose balance and tumble, you gotta make sure to fall forward since it reaches quite far into the water.

"Man, this is nice." Zoey says and sits down, legs dangling off the edge, a few feet over the water.

"It is." you agree and sit down next to her.

"I'm totally gonna fuck you here sooner or later." she casually throws in.

"Jesus, Zoey." you scoff, even though her directness does make you laugh.

"Just speakin' out what we all think." she chuckles and pulls you closer.

"You know, I'm not keen on salt water in my coochie."

"Hey, long as we're doing it up here, that's no problem." Zoey argues with a big, devious grin on her face.

"Up here? For the whole beach to see, yeah?" you counter and raise an eyebrow.

"That depends on the time of day, I guess." Zoey replies and looks around. "Give it another 30 minutes and this place'll be empty."

"Why do I feel like you're planning this out?" you playfully confront her but in reality, it would be kinda epic to get dicked down on here.

"Nahhh, me?" the futa laughs and wraps her arm around you, casually squeezing your right boob.

"You horny fuck." you snort but you don't stop her.

"As if you were any better." Zoey retorts and closes in for a kiss. Ah, what the hell.