True Sex Stories: Rivage Enchante

She thrusts her ass back at me and croons her approval of her anal onslaught along the shore. Her voice changes as she pleads once again to cum for me as I fuck her ass.

It is an unusually warm day for this late in November. The sun glimmers above us, slowly arcing from almost directly above to the right of us, glimmering and winking at us through the pine boughs that shade us from above and marble our skin with shadows, as the water laps at the shoreline a few feet through the beach grasses beyond us.

We lie naked and sprawled across the blanket we spread over the damp, pine needle strewn sand and enjoy the sun and the breeze that floats over our naked and still sweating bodies. We lie there recovering from our torrid trysting as we replay, in sinful cinema, our actions of moments before...

I had pulled her naked body beneath me as I entered her heated, wet cunt, stabbing into her with a single thrust until our pelvises collided and I throbbed heavily inside her pulsing pussy, bathing within her wetness, cradling her head and small body beneath me with my large arms.

I feel the fat, mushroomed head of my cock pressed against her cervix, battering it as I piston in and out of her with hydraulic efficiency. My large, muscular body moves fluidly as I rise and thrust, my ass gliding and clinching as I batter her to orgasm, her head lolling back, eyes fluttering, whispered pleadings for permission to cum for me, as her manicured fingers clutch fervidly at my ass cheeks.

She cums hard for me, once, twice, three times, and lies panting beneath me, but still, there is something more that I want here - on a blanket on the shoreline with ancient twisted pines nodding above us. I pull my angry cock, wet and gleaming with a metallic like sheen, from her sweet cunt and roll her onto her stomach. I smear her pussy juices up from her sopping cunt to coat her welcoming anus, then stab into it. The small, tight space resists but for an instant before yielding to my force and desire and I slowly slide into her ass as my large hands find her hips begin pulling her on and off my cock; faster, deeper, harder...

She wallows her face against the blanket, her fingers clenching the fabric, her small back arcing down as she thrusts her ass back at me and croons her approval of her anal onslaught along the shore. Her voice changes as she pleads once again to cum for me as I fuck her ass. She cums once, then again, before I push her prone and close her legs beneath me, trapping her body under me as I pound my cock down, deep and hard, inside her ass until the need to cum overtakes me.

I bellow like a beast and pound, pound, pound into her tightest of spaces until my cum erupts from my cock, spewing hot and sticky down into her ass and I finally collapse down on top of her, sweating, panting, throbbing, and loving the feeling of her tight little ass continuing to squeeze and milk the last of my cum from me.

I lie on top of her until I recover my breath and my strength, then slowly pull myself from her, watching my cum seep from her ass to flow down the seam of her cunt to drip onto the blanket beneath her. I slide my hand over her back and kiss her shoulder.

We lay next to each other, watching the sun travel, enjoying the sparkling expanse of water, listening to the hypnotic sound of the small waves against the shore. Soon we will have to leave. Soon... but not before I take her once more here - on a blanket on the shoreline.

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