Beach Trip 7 - Zoey Can Do Romance

"She almost had you, didn't she?" smirks Zoey as she's trying to undress in your small tent.

"She did no- says the right person!" you counter, awkwardly wiggling out of your skirt while sitting on your air mattress.

"What's that supposed to mean, huh?" she grins and puts her top aside, now kneeling there only in her boxers.

"Come on, you woulda banged her right then and there." you snort and toss your top over into a corner.

"I mean... I didn't." Zoey argues, though not even denying your claim.

"Oh, how thoughtful of you." you gasp and start unclasping your bra.

"Come on, she's hot and you know it." laughs your girlfriend and sits down next to you. As she does, you feel the weight shift underneath you, puffing up your side of the mattress - a fact that only emphasizes how much heavier she is than you despite being slightly shorter.

"Zoey, you have banged one of my best friends already." you remind her, tossing your bra.

"Wait wait wait. That was before we met, okay?" she counters, holding a hand up. "Plus, even I'm not enough of an ass to fuck Denise without you being involved too."

"Again, you're so thoughtful." you smirk and lay down.

"Thoughtful is my third name." she winks and lays down beside you.

"Mhm. And what's your second?" you ask and raise an eyebrow.

"Dunno. Keeping my options open for something more important." Zoey grins and runs her hand along your thigh.

"You dumb fuck." you can't help but laugh and shove her.

"Maybe that's it. Zoey Dumb Fuck Thoughtful Fronberg." chuckles the buff tomboy and wraps her muscular arms around you.

"Catchy." you smirk and lean into her embrace.

"I know." she replies and then kisses you. The kiss is a bit longer than expected though and even after breaking it she keeps her face close to yours. It's pretty easy to deduct she's lost her appetite for conversation in favor of other activities.

"Zoey, you fucked twice today already." you chuckle and put a hand on her chest. "Don't you have enough?"

"Well, do you?" she asks and puts a hand on you hip. She does make a good point there. Even after one round in the morning and the second just a few hours back at the beach - man, you have yet to be able to say no to this magnificent fucker.

"You are insatiable." you smirk, pressing yourself against her and moving a leg over hers.

"As if you were any better." answers your lover and goes in for another kiss. You gladly reciprocate, moaning softly into her mouth. It's a long kiss this time, during which her hand on your hip travels over to your butt and gets a good squeeze in. Soon, the kiss turns into a full make-out session and the fire within you is quickly roaring back to life. With your leg draped over hers, your bodies are pressed tightly together, and the way her erection is pushing against your leg makes it clear as day she's feeling the heat too. Man, what a fucking unit this thing is.

Eventually, while she doesn't even break the heated kiss, Zoey pushes you back and rolls herself on top of you. The air mattress squeaks under her movement and your combined weight but you find it beyond you to focus on that. Her crotch is pressing against yours, your tits are squished together, and your lips never part - the mattress could hold a concert, for all you care.

"Fuck, I just really can't get enough of you." Zoey breathes upon finally breaking the kiss.

"Then come and get me, big girl." you answer with a grin and lift your hips - a clear invitation for her to pull down your panties. We'll gloss over the cheesiness of that line for now.

"Oho, I will." Zoey smiles, likely a bit surprised by your unapologetic naughtiness. Plus, knowing her, her ego probably appreciated the name.

She does indeed get a firm grip on your underwear and while she might've momentarily thought about once again ripping them, she does simply pull them down. You actually find yourself somehow relieved and disappointed at the same time. Whatever, she's getting rid of her own boxers now and the way her massive hardon springs free will never not have you feel things.

It's like 1:30 in the morning, she's hard as a rock and you're wetter than the sea - there's really not much need for foreplay here. Your girlfriend obviously has the same idea and moves her cock between your legs, rubbing the thick, smooth head against your labia. You don't bother telling her and instead just wrap your arms around her neck and give her the biggest 'fuck me' eyes humanly possible. Zoey smiles and bites her lip in response and the message has clearly been received.

With her strong arms planted on either side of you and her face hovering above yours, she slowly eases her huge length into you. A shuddery sigh escapes your mouth as you feel the familiar stretch, followed by a deeper moan as she slides deeper. Having banged you twice today already might've caused her to waive caution aside a bit because she's taking less time than usual to enter you. Then again, you had her twice inside you today and you're pretty damn wet and ready right now, so she can gladly do as she pleases - as long as she doesn't entertain the whole campsite, of course.

When she bottoms out inside you, you're already panting because this thing is so god damn BIG. She quickly starts moving too, but she is being careful with it. The air mattress sqeaks with each thrust and acts as a constant, merciless reminder that you two do have to keep it down. Not exactly the easiest task when you're being skewered on a dick like hers. Then again, this is the perfect opportunity for Zoey to flex her skills when it comes to fucking someone without making a ruckus. Granted, even whe she pounds the shit out of you, she always does so with a sense of precision and control. Now though, she can't rely on her **** at all. Keeping the noise down as good as possible, she starts rolling her hips into you, slow and steady.

Her face is hovering above yours and without her signature cap on, her shoulder long hair falls freely and frames the confident smirk on her face. She's staring deep into your eyes, watching every small reaction as her giant shaft grinds away at your insides.

"I could watch you take it forever." she whispers, keeping her pace and her rhythm.

"Hah... y-yeah?" you breath and bite your lip.

"Mhm." she nods, pulling back a little and snapping her hips forward, forcing a surprised gasp out of you, at which she grins. However, she stays hilted for the moment which gives you the chance to talk.

"You... you know, it's funny." you breathe and wrap your legs around her.

"Hm?" she hums and subtly moves in and out of you. Such little movement is doing a lot at her size though.

"Nghh... e-every time I-i think you're 'bout to be romantic, you - ahh - you kinda blow it..." you chuckle and reach a hand up to caress her cheek.

"Pff. I'm hella romantic." scoffs the futa and taps her pelvis against yours. "Bitch."

"Hahh... s-sure, babe." you reply and start squeezing her waist with your thighs. "Now k-kiss me, fuckboy."

The grin on Zoey's face widens even more but she does as told. Keeping up the slow tempo of her movements, she leans down and kisses you. It's a tender kiss, not messy or frantic but, well, romantic. You happily cross your arms behind her neck and give in to her embrace.

"That better?" she asks when she interrupts the kiss, but keeps her face close to yours.

"Not nece- hoohh - necessarily." you breath quietly, still struggling with the way she moves inside you. "B-but different."

"Different from what?" Zoey inquires playfully and moves her mouth over to your ear.

"Hehh, from how you - nghh - usually fuck." you pant and bury a hand in her hair.

"Hehe, want a direct comparison?" she smirks and runs her tongue along the outer shell of your ear.

"N-no. Just k-keep going." you groan and shiver slightly. "Y-you can rail me whenever, but this... i-it's nice like this."

"Sure." you hear her smile and feel the kiss of her lips on you ear. "Whatever you want."

Her thrusts increase in speed but only marginally. She's rolling her hips into you and just like she always manages to do, she's hitting the spots perfectly. That's not all she does though. No, while she's lying on top of you and resting her weight on her right elbow and forearm, her left hand is busy wandering along your side and cupping your breast. Her thumb circles your nipple and all the while, her lips leave countless kisses along your neck. Yeah, she's really making love to you. She's banged you like 14 hours ago when you were still at your place, railed you on the rock by the sea upon your arrival and now, in round three, she's giving it to you slow and tender. As a matter of fact, she's pleasuring you so thoroughly, she actually kinda makes you feel like her nickname she always uses on you - her fucking princess.

While the lack of roughness in her intensity slows down your climb towards the summit, Zoey makes damn sure you reach it either way. Had she pounded you more like she usually does, you would've likely long cum and it wouldn't have been any less fantastic. Now, however, the build-up takes longer, but that also means that you feel it coming for longer too. Naturally, Zoey seems to know this just as much as you do. While she does breathe a little heavier by now, she purrs and pants against your ear, spurring you on further with her sounds of passion alone. She knows that whatever words she'd say, they would only get lost on their way to your lust-fogged, pre-climactic brain.

And then, it finally happens. You press your own lips together, trying not to cry out in pleasure as you arch your back, claw into hers and cling to her body. Your walls clamp down hard and tremble around her and you're unable to stop yourself from shaking.

"That's my girl." Zoey breathes into your neck and keeps pumping her cock in and out of you. "Ride it out, baby. Cum for me."

Her naturally raspy voice is a bit strained at this point, but she still pulls off the smooth-dominant tone. So much so, in fact, it only ignites the fire inside you more and has you quivering harder. This bitch is so fucking sexy, you can't.

Your climax is a long one and she does a great job extending it. Eventually though, the flood does recede and leaves you gasping and panting. Only then does Zoey finally stop her movements.

"There you go." she smiles and presses a soft kiss onto your cheek.

"Nngh... y-yeah..." is the best reply you can manage.

"Soo... want me to continue or how you plan to get me off?"

Huh??? This bitch is not gonna leave your coochie without busting a big, fat- okay, you're not that crude. Either way, what a stupid question. You're sweaty, panting and feeling mighty woozy, but none of that keeps you from giving her your best 'are you fucking serious' glare.

"Hah, okay, I'll keep going." Zoey chuckles upon reading your expression and to emphasize your point, you grab onto her toned ass cheeks and pull her against you.

"Alright, alright." she smiles and plants another kiss on you before starting to move again. Because of the squeaky air mattress, she still can't really pound away at you and while that is a damn shame, your poor pussy has been through a LOT today already. Scratch that. Your fucking LUCKY pussy has been through a lot. Plus, you've just cum and therefore, you're so overly sensitive, even her more subtle motions have you reeling. Still, while you could - and probably will - cum a second time from this, it's her time to fully get her rocks off.

"Ahhn yes, f-fuck me, baby..." you moan extra for her, knowing the effect it can have on her. And sure enough, the way she's biting her lip as she's gazing down at you is telling.

"Mmh, yeah? You like that?" she groans and her movements pick up a tiny bit.

"F-fuck yess, you're s-so fucking goood..." you praise her more, but you're meaning every single word.

"H-hah, shit." she grins and the slight tremble in her voice is quite a treat.

"Mmmhh, g-give it to me, baby, yeahh..." you groan and moan and slide a hand up her torso, tracing her beautiful abs. Shit, you're actually getting yourself going with this again too.

"F-fill me up, baby, p-pleease..." you go on, fully embracing the porn-like cheesiness. It's working too because you can see on her face just how much she'd love to hammer you into the mattress right now. Just like you, she's breathing heavy and her muscles are twitching. You'd love to stroke her ego even more by telling her that she might actually make you cum again, but you want her to focus on her high, not yours.

"C-c'mon, baby, please... I need you s-so b-bad..." you keep pleading but then her eyes lock onto yours.

"Shut up." she says surprisingly coldly and a second later, she lies down onto you and silences you with a deep and passionate kiss. The sudden change takes you a bit aback but it's not like you're gonna complain. Plus, you can feel her cock throbbing and pulsating inside you and that's all the information you need. And indeed, a few moments later, while your kiss is still ongoing, she groans deeply into your mouth and starts pumping her load into you. Her hips come to an emphatic halt and now as deep inside you as physically possible, she really fills you up.

The sheer volume has always surprised you and tonight is no exception at all. That's a whole lotta fucking cum for someone who has banged you twice today before already. Once the initial pulse subsides, the rest of her load comes out in rhythmic, slow, spurts and you can actually feel the excess jizz drip out of you. Nice.

Wait, fuck. How the hell are you supposed to clean this mess??