Beach Party

Joe calls and invites me to a beach party on Thursday night. I take time to lie out nude in my brother's backyard to help darken my skin. When it gets close to time to go, I get dressed in a beige strapless tube top, no bra, a matching mini-skirt with a slit on the right side, thong panties, and some sandals.

Joe's sister, Liz, and her husband pick me up after Ben gets off work and bring me with them to Atlas Beach in Lagos. Atlas Beach is just a stretch of sand where shipping companies store empty containers or long pipes on the north end. The south end of the beach is just empty and has a small break wall to reduce waves and undercurrent; people sometimes swim there. It is around 8:30 pm when we arrive; a dozen cars are already there, and people bring a lot of wood to make a bonfire. They set a folding table up, with bottles of drinks being put out, mostly alcohol, and some not. A portable radio system is on a fold-up chair, playing music from a flash drive. Ben stops at the beach, and I leap from the car, hopeful for the time I will spend with Joe.

The sun is going down, but I can still feel the heat of the day being chased away by the cool breeze blowing in off the ocean. There are thirty people, or more, here tonight. Cars are all arranged so their lights, along with the fire, light up the beach like day. I finally see Joe in the crowd as he breaks away and comes over to me. He has two drinks, and hand me one. He's not like guys at my school and certainly has a different vibe from Black guys. We drink and talk and walk; I feel alive as he walks slowly behind me along the nearly empty part of the beach. Fifty meters from the party, but in the twilight of early evening.

I dip my foot into the water. On a hot day like today, there is no better treat than to have a cool dip. I strip my clothes off, and it seems to shock him. Nude except for my panties, I wade into the water. He stares at my brown breasts as I turn and plead with him to join me. A moment of hesitation and he starts to strip his shirt off over his head.

Ocean is cool and warm at the same time as we move out to where my feet barely touch the bottom. His hands touch mine, and I grab his fingertips in response. There are tingles despite our differences. His hands surround my bare waist, and he pulls me close to him. 'I knew when I first saw you,' he says, running his lips against my neck. 'You are special.'

He is saying the right things. He is being passionate. I lean up to meet his lips with mine. His lips are soft and even in water, our skin tones mixing, painting a clear picture of what is yet to come. He lifts me, panty and all, to his waist, and I can feel the bulge that I create. Water slosh around us as he settles underneath me. Pulling my panties aside, he placed himself at my opening. I wait for him, and he knows it as he leaves gentle kisses around my collarbone and ear.

He enters me. It's not rushing, and I appreciate every inch sliding inside me, hard and big. He wades into me, ignoring water and sloshing into me instead. I moan as he holds me up, gripping my ass with deep passion. We stared into each other's eyes. For the moment, we are completely different and the same. I take him in passion as he moves inch by inch out again. I was shaking and surprised he did not let me go. Weightless in water, I feel like my movement adds a thousand pounds. I can't breathe. I can't grasp the thing that is building just below my belly. I explode. He does not wait much longer and empties himself inside me. Breathless, he let me go, and I barely found my feet.

Eventually, we get out of the ocean, get dressed, and return to the party. The night is now total, and beyond the sanctuary of the party lights is blackness broken only by lights of the city. Unlike back home, the city light hides the stars. Ben wants to leave at 12:30 am to get home by 3 am. Joe asks me to stay and says he will take me back in the morning. So I stay with him. The party goes until 3 am, and as people pack up, Joe and I go to his apartment.

I want him badly. He takes me into his arms and kisses me deeply, tracing his fingers across my neck, down, and under my top. I moan as he finds my perky brown nipples and gently pinches them. Before I know it, he has me fully undressed. He lay down shirtless; I straddled over him. I lean forward and kiss his lips as my hands undo his pants. Once I have them loose, I help him pull down, along with his boxers. I shudder with pleasure at the sight of his beautiful, erect, white cock lying there on his belly, waiting to be fucked. I become aroused and desperate; I take in my hand and guide the tip into my wet cunny. I lower myself and feel him take over my pussy. I gasp in a carnal trance as he thrust his dick deep inside my bald, black pussy. It feels so amazing that my eyes moist up. I ride up and down on his cock until I am overcome with another orgasm. I am still in the throes of intense climax when Joe stiffens his body as he releases his cum inside of me. We both collapse, labor in breath, and cover in sweat.

We lie together on the bed and hold each other. We both feel so good and speak softly to each other. We're both still full of so much desire. He playfully smacks my dark ass. He runs his fingertips over my hips and traces the smallness of my back. He kisses my tight stomach, licking the contour of my body. He moves lower, kissing my inner thighs and my wet black pussy. I feel him suckle on my aroused clit, licking up and down. He grasps my ass as he licks my pussy up and down. My body is tense as I grow closer to climax; I grab his head and push hard against my pussy. I cum in his mouth. We both moan, and I squirm in pleasure.

In the morning, I wake him by sucking his cock and then let him fill my pussy with his cum twice, first in the bed and again in the shower. On the drive, I give him a blow job and swallow his third load of the morning.