Beate from Denmark

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Slow burner—real-life seductions are sometimes slow.

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The first time I saw Beate, on a Monday night, it was in the beginning of her second week of vacation in Playa del Carmen. Drop dead gorgeous. A delicious Scandinavian babe, I guess 21 years old, from Denmark, slender, blue eyes piercing right through you, an amazing body, black hair, but different regarding men, a bit passive, or perhaps cautious?

As always, I was in the Blue Parrot bar at night when I first saw her. She had female company, but not as pretty as Beate was. I tried a couple of standard openers; she did not completely shut me off but did not really engage either. I couldn't approach this girl the usual way; like with a married woman, she was more reserved (a lot of married women are quite easy).

Now I am not a great dancer (men should know their flaws, if you ask me), so I did not invite her to dance, and she didn't want another drink. "She still had some. "I chatted a little about this and that, asking how long she was staying, in order to know if I had enough time for a slower approach, which would probably work better.

As a shark (certain pro divers like me like to hunt fresh tourist pussy), I would normally only focus on one woman at a time. Until she either was getting fucked by me, had somebody else, or flew back home. It gives you the advantage that if she is starting to get interested in you and shows you a very little hint, you do not lose that one single chance you get by perhaps being distracted with other possible babes. Sometimes, with women on vacation, if you had asked them previously, you never knew if this was their last night or not in Playa.

So, with the first chatting we were doing, I dropped some sinkers, flirted a bit, asked some interested questions about her, and gave some tips about visiting Maya ruins, such as Chichen Itza and Tulum, but especially Ek' Balam. She was attentive and listening, but there was no progress. I said to her after like 20 minutes that it was nice meeting her, but I had to work tomorrow, and I said to her that pro divers need to be fit, so I had to go to bed, but I would love to see her again tomorrow, same place. She smiled and nodded but did not give me any small opening to progress. I said goodbye and left.

The next evening, I was at the Blue Parrot again, but no Beate. At around 1 AM, I left to get some sleep.

Wednesday and Thursday I was tired and did not go out.

On Friday I went out but arrived late at the Blue Parrot, not before 1 AM. I did not see Beate, and a good warrior knows when he has lost the fight. The only thing that remains to be done is to figure out what you did wrong or what you could have done instead. Self-analysis is for sharks just as important as for any other human.

I walked to Capt. Tutix, a much wilder bar next to the Blue Parrot, perhaps 10 min away.

While having a beer there, doing my analysis, I was a bit distracted, thinking about the whole thing, as out of nowhere Natalie said "hello" to me. Natalie was our video girl from Switzerland, and she filmed the divers during the dive, whatever fish we would see, and made DVDs of what she had filmed, plus added some cool underwater life from other dives for all dive students and DSDs (DSD is 1 theory, 1 pool, and 1 open water dive), selling them for 75 USD. As I mentioned before, sharks normally do not focus on locals, since they do not leave.

Natalie wanted to dance, so I said OK to do her a favor. Her life wasn't easy either; she was not really part of the diving team, living from day to day depending on DVD sales (she had no salary), and of course we did include her on our private parties, but, somehow, she was not 100% "in."

Besides that, I wasn't going to hit on her anyway, even if, if you paid attention, she did have great looks and a great body. Probably 1.79 m (5'8"), nice breasts, slender from the diving, great matching hips, ass, and long legs. The Natalie package was very good.

Only months later, I realized that Natalie had hit on me before tonight already two times, but I didn't catch her signals. Since she was a tall babe, probably my almost 2 m (6.5 ft) was simply an additional magnet for her.

So, we were chatting and dancing a bit; Natalie was indeed flirting with me, and I started noticing this, thinking, What shall I do with her? Shall we go all the way and have a daily guaranteed fuck session the whole year? Save tons of money on bars when I already have a pretty babe every single day?

And suddenly Beate walks up to us, out of nowhere, saying hi to me.

"Hey." I answered, "Good to see you." (Confirmation) "How was your vacation so far?" (Showing interest). "Almost perfect, but I am flying home in tomorrow...." She answered me, looking flirtatious. "And what would it make perfect?" I asked. "You," she boldly said, looking at me with a mix of flirtation and hope. "Prove it to me by kissing me," I cheekily answered, ignoring Natalie, who was standing in front of me as a dance partner.

Beate stepped up to me and gave me a very sensual, long French kiss. My cock woke up out of nowhere.

"Have to go, Natalie," taking Beate by the hand and telling her to "come with me."

I walked with Beate straight to the Blue Parrot hotel, paid 100 USD for a room, and asked her inside if she would like something. "You," she simply answered and smiled. No water, no snacks. Me.

My cock, already hard since ages of anticipation, jumped up by her choice of candy.

I took her in my arms and kissed her again, my right hand on her ass cheek, pulling her closer to me.

"Mmmhhh." She moaned inside my mouth, so I kept grabbing her ass and pulling her against me. My left hand went to her left breast, cupping it. It was simply perfect. Perfect match to the size of her ass. (I am not a huge breasts fan, unless the chick is married).

I kept playing with her breast, finding her erect nipple, hard from excitement. She must be very wet down there, I thought. I like to take the lead in undressing, so the woman does not feel too naked if I still have all my clothes on. I stopped playing with her ass, and with one move, grabbing my t-shirt from behind, I pulled it with one hand over my head. Now you do not get good, strong arms from carrying tanks and equipment only; I did push-ups 5 days a week to balance out my biceps. She liked what she saw. Big, strong chest, well-trained, no fat, great masculine arms.

She started caressing my chest with both hands, being impressed, and I decided to give her an advantage and opened my pants and let them drop to the floor. Wearing no underwear, as always, my cock was presenting himself to his newest client.

"Oh," Beate yelped, looking at its size. "Be gentle with me," she said. "I will, no worries," I reassured her.

"Come here, let's get rid of your top." She assisted me gladly in raising both her arms; I only had to grab the top and pull it over her head. No bra. No need for a bra. Whose perfect tits did all the work by themselves.

I kept kissing her but now getting my hands on her zipper. First the button, then the zipper slowly down. I slid one hand inside her undies—soaking wet.

"Mhhh," I moaned now while kissing. "I think you like me." She smiled at me and helped me get her pants over her hips with some pulling and wiggling. I helped her step out. Only a light purple slip was now protecting her pussy. "Come here," I said to Beate and walked her towards the bed. The low window had a sea view, the bed was near the window, and I did not close the curtains. Everybody who passed by was welcome to watch.

I laid her down on her back, kept kissing her, and my right hand played with one breast. The hand went downwards, over her flat belly, towards the little slip inside. She was not completely shaven; some pussy hairs were there, but it was decent. No jungle. Very nice. I stroked those little hairs, wound them around my finger, lowered my middle finger to her pussy lips, and caressed them on both sides, up and down. I then slowly slid my middle finger through her slit, upwards, stopping just before her clit.

"Ooh." Beate writhed under me from pleasure and expectations. I slid my middle finger down again and back up, just stopping before her clit again. Another moan escaped her mouth, "Ooh," teasing her and playing with her delicious wet slit. I did so for 2 or 3 minutes, stopping again each time just before her clit, making her go crazy.

"Come here, let me help you with your slip." I whispered to her. She quickly lifted her hips up to help me pull down the slip over her hips and get her completely naked. No more resistance there, no more fabric to stop our night.

Time to make her go crazy. I crawled in between her legs, which she was so kind to spread open for me, and I started lapping her very wet pussy. This time, her clit would get dabs of my tongue each time I would reach north.

She kept moaning. Mhh. Mhh. Mmmmmhhhh.

Beate was ready for cock. I didn't even have to insert a finger first. As I crawled up, kissing her beautiful belly, my cock getting closer to its purpose, I reached with my mouth her mouth again.

Just before I wanted to kiss her again, she whispered, "I am not on the pill."

I answered her that "you will fuck me anyway," giving her the command of our next moments.

"Come to me." She whispered and kissed me hard.

This was my sign.

I pulled back my cock's foreskin and placed it against her love opening. She moaned again in my mouth, feeling that big mushroom that was about to invade her.

I slowly inserted my cock inside her welcoming pussy. A very wet pussy. I had no lubrication problems at all and could continue penetrating her with my large cock. All the way, in one slow push.

Beate was simply delicious. That gorgeous babe was impaled all the way, her cunt squirming under me from the pleasure it was receiving, her cunt walls trying to grab my cock, trying to suck me even deeper. She kept moaning inside my mouth as I started fucking her at a nice, steady pace.

"Ah. Ah. Ah. Ooooh fuuuuck meeee." She moaned and yelled. That little silent girl was quite the screamer now.

Mmmmmh, things are going well, I thought; I might get her off without having to use my fingers... And I don't think she will want to stop once I get close, to empty my load, in her very unprotected pussy... Let's see how far I can get...

Beate couldn't think anymore. Her brain was overwhelmed by the pleasures this fine cock was giving her, making her entire body tingle; the delicious friction deep inside her made her forget all rules, and nature simply took over, feeding her with a strong longing to get knocked up. Getting those babymakers as deep in her as she could.

"Aaah. Aaah. Aaah. Oooooohhhh." Her screams getting even louder and longer, "Taaaaaakeeee me."

This was the right pace for her, I thought. Don't speed it up. Keep it like this. She won't say no to your seed once she is close to cumming. In, out. In, out. In, out. Pushing hard against something deep inside her. Probably her cervix. The tip hitting it with each thrust, exactly there, where the cum load should go.

Should I warn her? Or simply tell her what I was about to do? I didn't think she could react anyway...

How about becoming a father? I thought. Getting this delicious babe all bulging in 9 months? Mhhhh, isn't that what we men are meant to do?

"Do you like me fucking you?" I asked this young woman.

"Ooooohhhh yeeeeeessssss, keep fuuuuucking meeeee."

"Shall I keep fucking you like this?

"Yes. Yes. Fuuuuuck meeeeee forever," Beate answered.

That was my green light for knocking her up. Belly bulge on its way.

My balls got very hard, cramping together. Time to release my babymakers.

I gave her another deep shove. Another one. Balls deep. Kept fucking her. Soon...

There it was. My balls tensed and shot after shot of cum went deep inside Beate. I stopped fucking and held my cock as deep inside her as I could. Another cum shot went in. One more. Another one. I groaned like an animal; I couldn't say anything, just groaning loudly with each big shot of seed.

She felt her cunt being flooded with cum and screamed in ecstasy. "Aaaaaarrrrhhh yeeeeeeeessssss, taaaaake meeeee. "My jizz made her pussy contract at the same time, and she orgasmed big time. "Oooooooooooooh yeeeeeeeeesssss," she screamed, scratching my back, pushing me against her as hard as possible, her legs going up and wrapping around my back, not letting me escape. Our juices are mixing, and my baby-making swimmers are on their way to her unprotected egg.

"Oooooohhhh soooo beautiful." She said to me, "Soooo gooood." Enjoying the aftermath of her own orgasm, triggered by my seed. She was radiant. A sweaty, glowing, satisfied look on her gorgeous face. So very fulfilled. As if she had missed out on something all these years. But now she had finally received the most beautiful gift of nature when a man planted his baby inside her willing cunt.

She put both her legs down, and I rolled off her and lay very close to her, holding her in my arms.

She finally had restored her breathing and said to me, "I didn't know sex could be so good." Smiling very satisfied at me, that gorgeous face of hers promising me much more... "I never had it like this. Is it always like this?"

"Well, we made real love; we didn't have just cheap sex," I answered.

"And we still have a couple of hours, right?" Grinning at her...

"I want more." Beate smiled at me. "How quick can you get it up again?"

"Oh, sometimes it even stays erect after cumming. "I told her." "Doesn't happen often, but it happens sometimes. In such a case, you can just mount it... I might not cum quickly, but a hard cock is useable, right?"

"Mhhhh... Looking forward to mounting you, dear." Beate is giving me that lustful glance...

To be continued.