sexual awakening

Before you reached the shore Esti had unwrapped herself from your body so she could put her bikini bottoms on while the water still kept her modest.

When you did reach the shore you weren’t sure if you were needed elsewhere or not, but when you initially went to leave the gorgeous model protested. “Stay for a bit. I’m sure you can skip work”

I wondered if she was forgetting that I was just a lowly, replaceable make-up artist. I most definitely couldn’t skip work, and shouldn’t skip work, yet I found myself sitting down on the sand next to Esti anyway. Who would turn her down?? “I think you’re overestimating my significance.”

She laughed and leaned against me affectionately, her hair falling over her face. “Then I will just tell them I needed you for a special mission” she replied, placing a kiss against my cheek.

“Is that what we’re calling it?” you looked back at her, amused by her wording of our water fucking.

“Mhm” Esti merely nodded and placed another kiss closer to my lips. She then got up from her position in the sand and moved over so that she was straddling me. It was a bold action and you quickly started to glance around and look for any watchers, but Esti grabbed you head and turned it back to her. “Focus on me.”

You couldn’t help but feel like you had started a sexual awakening within the Israeli model. Something that both thrilled and excited you. “Esti…” she quickly silenced your protest by kissing you full on the lips, pushing you back into the sand. You felt her hand trailing down your abdomen and under the waistband of your swimming trunks and you again felt the need to look for intruders.

“Focus on me, John” she repeated, sensing your anxiety. There was a mischievous glint in her eyes, a stark contrast to the innocence and resist you first saw in the ocean.

A shiver went through you as you felt her fingers wrap around the base of your cock, the tool already starting to get hard again. “I’ve created a monster” you teased playfully.

“Blame it on your monster” she replied, giving your cock a fond squeeze. “I was hoping you’d ask me to dinner but this seems more romantic.”

In truth it was fairly romantic, just made slightly erotic by the fact that she was stroking your shaft while saying it. You leaned up, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. Once upon a time her hair was nicely done and ready to shoot, now it was a frizzy, slightly damp mess; yet it only seemed to add to her beauty. You pulled her head down to you, kissing her lovingly as she continued to work your dick. You weren’t sure if she was working you up to fuck or just giving you a nice hand-job. Either one was great with you in all honesty.

“Uh, Esti, someone could really see us here…” you say cautiously as she starts to stroke you more aggressively.

“Shhh” she insisted, pressing her lips to the side of your neck and sucking softly. The blonde worked her way down your chest, placing little kisses until she was pulling down your swimming trunks. It isn’t long before you feel her tongue flicking out over the head of your hard cock, pre-cum already coating the tip.

“Oh fuck…we should go to the hotel…” you moan as you look down to see her mouth hovering over your cock. In response Esti lowers her mouth onto your prick, her lips wrapping around your shaft as she took you into your throat. Soon any protest leave your head as the model starts bobbing her head up and down on your pole. “Shit…damn you’re good.”

Her pussy may have felt like a virgin but she sucks cock like an experienced veteran. You fingers work their way through her dark blonde hair, keeping her in rhythm and forcing her to take more of your cock down her throat. “Fuck yes..” Just as you’re starting to completely lose your inhibitions, a voice brings you back to reality.

“Well what do we have here?”