Emi Is Sleeping

Emi dreamed she was on the beach, blushing as a cute guy stripped down and lay next to her to sun tan on his towel. It was a nude beach.

She bit her lip looking back and forth, the place appearing deserted.

“Would ye have your way?” The sexy brogue caused her to blush as she double took glances at his slim toned physique, and all too inviting hard on. She reached out to start stroking his shaft, the memory of how good it felt having Dillon's warm hard cock in her hand earlier growing stronger in her mind.

Grabbing hold of the dick she shivered in a chilly pleasure, feeling herself grow warmer and warmer and feeling more alive with each stroke. Then stopped, she shouldn't.

A stray thought about going to a nude beach being on her bucket list crossed her mind, as her swimsuit felt every bit more awkward to be in.

“Would ye strip down and lay with us?” Emi basked in the radiant sun, thinking about how it was on her bucket list to go to a nude beach. The thought of just basking there in the sun, naked soon permeated by thoughts of other naked people around her. All of them incredibly attractive.

Suddenly they weren't just merely naked. They were entwined, pussies to lips, cocks to asses.

Gazing about Emi looked to the cute guy next to her, as he gasped eyes closed in pleasure as some familiar feeling raven-haired girl bobbed up and down sucking his cock.

Finding herself awkwardly aroused by the scene her eyes went wide with wonder, rather than shock as the girl came off the cock and gazed towards her with a knowing and proud smile.

Slowly the girl crawled across the cute guy, confidently kissing her way up Emi unbidden, then crawling atop Emi looking down at her. She purred happily as the cute guy inserted his cock into her, slowly and loving fucking her doggy style as she whispered in Emi's ear before shifting upwards, tit hanging above Emi's lips.

Emi toyed with the invitation whispered to her, gazing up at the girl that was in every detail what Emi considered the perfect beautiful version of herself.

The whispered words rolled through her mind.

“Will you have us?”

Some stray thoughts reminded her of a story of Jesus in the desert, denying the Devil three times.