"Lotion"

"Hey, I've got some lotion here, if you want me to spread it on you.", he says. I moan softly, relaxing onto the blanket. Instead of lotion, he starts spreading kisses on my lips, his body over mine, and his left hand pulling down my bikini top, while my bare ass was being groped, and squeezed by his right hand.

I giggle, before saying "I thought you said you're going to put lotion on me" He whispers, as he fondles my breast, "I thought we'd skip that and go straight to the fun part, where we fuck right here. I know that's your lucky bikini, which means you want more than BBQ, surf, and swimming."

I open my mouth to respond, but only a surprised moan escapes my lips. I arch my back as pleasure from his touch cascades through me. That gives him the opening to quickly pull off both my bikini tops while pulling down the bikini's string bottom. I spread my arms above my head, over the blanket, as he kisses my neck. I moan again, as his left hand starts feeling my clit. It's not much later that he has pulled his cock and balls out from the fly of his swim trunks.

He rubs the hard cock against my bush, as I orgasm at the touch. My wet pussy easily accepts his rock-hard rod into me, and soon he is thrusting into me. It started slowly, but he soon picked up speed. I moaned loudly, my eyes turned to the rapidly darkening sky. I could feel the wind pick up slightly the cool breeze from the sea, pressing against my erect nipples.

His lips cup one nipple, pulling and teeming at it, before repeating the same action on my other nipple. I felt passion, desire, lust, and need develop me, as though a fog from the nearby water. I tried to keep quiet, lest I gather too much attention, but I did speak louder than intended, "OOOOOOooooo Fuuuuccckkk MMeeee... uggghugh yea, fuck my pussy!".

I briefly look down, and see two people close to the beach, standing there. I moan again, his cock banging into me like a drill, hard and gaining in speed. As his hands wander across my body, I wonder who they are and if they noticed our antics.