Springtime On The Coast

I pulled into the south lot, overlooking one of the many beautiful beaches within a mile from my home. His car was parked right where he said, facing the ocean view. Parking next to him in the opposite direction, I took that last deep breath to cull the I am about to taste cock butterfly's fluttering in my body. As I opened my car door I made sure to give him a nice shot of my tanned legs spread wide, my skirt opening toward that V shape of my pussy love.

At his window I flash my vixen smile, ask if he is sure about this, a raise of an eyebrow as I reach my hand in his open window towards his thigh, his cock–still tucked away in his pants waiting to be woken up again. My touch makes him twitch and grow heavy.

I slide into the seat next to him, hike my skirt bearing my strong thighs. He asked if I am camera shy–

"what so you think"

I say– sarcastically, after all–he has already been sent pics, of my fingers pushed into my open wetness. He pulls out his flip camera, I give him a little show, on my knees in the seat, panties aside, my fingers sliding around my slick full lips.

The unbutton, the zipper comes down, his cock is now mine. Power shift and age has no meaning. Assuming the position, on my knees, skirt being pulled taunt and hikes up around my thighs. My lips drop down for the first kiss, I slide my tongue into his slit and begin. Slow and paced, around his crown, my tongue circling his tip, I slobber salacious gobs of sex spit on to his throb then drop my mouth around his beam and stay. My fingers slide into my wetness and I fuck myself, while I fuck him with my mouth–the flicker camera flickering. My mouth slides up his length, I like to see the silver strands of spittle from his cock to my lips stretch then break. Going back down, my hands stroking him

"no hands"

he ask, I oblige, and work him only with the pleasure of my lips. I fill my mouth with his balls, a gentle tug and suck. Mine.

The beautiful drip of pre cum forms–I lick it–hungry and greedy. His finger now replace mine and fill my cunt, firmly he fucks me and I fuck him with sunshiny cadence and smile in the ocean air.

Cars, people, moms with babies, and surfers mill about–his cock in my mouth, throbbing.

"I want to cum, I want to fill your mouth with my cum. Can I cum?"

He wraps his hand around his springtime stem and pumps–my mouth locking around his tip. Swallow.

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