Pixies Place Forums - View Single Post - The Beach, 12 years later

I floated on my back, the swells lifting me, my fingers buried deep in my pussy, my thumb rubbing my clit. My other hand brushed my tight right nipple, still slick from his cum. Faster and faster, my fingers working furiously, until finally, like a hot pleasurable cramp spreading outward from my deepest place, I came.
I rested, floating on my back, trying to see the stars. It had been been just a little orgasm, not the mind-numbing, all consuming one I so desired right now. I moved so I was upright, treading water, not quite tall enough to touch bottom, and suddenly I felt a feather- light touch to my left nipple. I thought it was just a bit of something floating in the water, until I felt it again, sharper this time, stonger, more insistent. I felt another on my skin between my breasts, and realized that some small fish were biting at me, feeding on the cum I had spread over my breasts after his orgasm.
I giggled as more arrived, lightly nibbling at my breasts, feasting on his protein, until there were at least five or six biting lightly at me. I was enjoying it. In a strange way it felt very erotic, until I had an unwanted thought that maybe something bigger might be nearby. I waved my hands to shoo them away, and quickly rubbed the slick semen off of me, leaving it floating behind me as I swam back to the beach.
I walked naked out of the surf, toward his car. I could see by the light from the casino he was standing behind his car, staring at me. He had re-fastened his pants, and put his shirt on, but it was unbuttoned, hanging open. He looked so masculine, so strong.
My heart began to race. I walked slowly towards him, letting him stare at my body, but he didn't seem to react. He was holding a dirty towel, and handed it to me as I walked up. He appeared angry at me. I began to dry myself, and without a word he turned and opened the rear hatch and took out another towel, and began to dry my back. He was rough, rubbing hard, but I thought this would be a bad time to tell him he should pat, not rub. I was standing there, letting him rub the towel over me, exposed by the light from the rear hatch, letting the towel he had given me hang loosly from my hand. I was getting arroused as he turned me this way and that, rubbing me all over with the rough towel, my skin felt hot. He rubbed my bottom, making it tingle, then my breasts even more roughly, making my nipples tighten even more. He rubbed downward, reaching around, until he was rubbing my pussy. I gasped as he rubbed me there, my shaven pussy felt so exposed, I couldn't help but moan as he touched my clit. I reached back and touched the swelling in his trousers. He was hard again!
He pushed my hand away, and turned me away, facing the rear of his car. Sudenly his fingers pushed into my pussy from beind, roughly, and I moaned again. I was so wet, and his fingers slid in easily. He pushed me forward with his other hand, planted in the middle of my back, so my elbows rested against the carpet in the rear of his car. His hands left me and I heard his zipper open. The his cock was rubbing against my ass, probbing, thrusting.
"Wait!" I cried out, "you need to wear .."
"I know" he growled. I turned my head and saw him there, his cock, so hard, so beautiful, standing straight out from his pants, while he took the foil wrapper from his pocket. He ripped it open and quickly rolled the condom down over his cock.
He pushed my head down with one hand, and I felt his cock against my ass again. I gasped as he probed my tight bottom, then he slipped down to the wet opening of my pussy, and then he was inside me, filling me, thrusting powerfully into me. I gasped as he began pounding into me, my tight nipples dragging back and forth against the hard carpet in the back of his car. Each time he slammed into me I moaned and cried out.
I could feel my bottom jiggle as he rammed into me over and over. He took my hair in one hand, pulled my head back, and put a finger from his other hand into my mouth. He groaned as I greedily sucked on his finger, running my tongue over it as I had his cock such a short time ago. I moaned and cried with each thrust, and sighed with regret as he pulled his finger away from my mouth, then moaned as I felt it touch my bottom. I cried out as he pressed, feeling it suddenly pop in again, and he began to fuck my ass with his finger in the same rythm his cock slid in and out of me.
I felt it begin to grow deep inside me, a hot tidal wave of pleasure, every muscle in my being tightening, cramping, the heat flowing through me, my skin felt hot, I was thrashing, pushing back against the double penatration of his cock and finger, until at last it overtook me, and like an overwhelming hot searing cramp, I came.
"OHHYESSS YESSS YESSSSSSS" I screamed, and felt his cock throb in my pussy as he came with me, filling the condom.
My nipples were fire hot, hurting as they were ground into the carpeting, he continued to thrust maddeningly into me, my nails gripping the fabric. I cried out again as another wave of pleasure crashed over me.."OHHHYESSSS OH YES YES GOD OH YES YES YES YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS"
He cried out as I clasped at his cock with my pussy, milking it, then he fell heavily against my back, pinning me to the floor of the rear of the car.
I lay there, resting, my mind spinning, unable to focus, as my orgasm ebbed away, enjoying the heat spread throughout my body.
He picked himself up, pulling out of me. I sighed as felt his his cock leave me. I rolled onto my back and stared up at him as he pulled his now full condom off and threw it away, avoiding my eyes.
"Hey man" a voice came from the darkness. My date spun around at the sound of the strange voice.
I sat up look, a young hispanic man, with very short hair, smiled at me as he approached us.
"That was soo cool" he said.
I blushed, my entire body turning red.
"I just wanted to say thanks, that's all" he said, and he walked away, laughing.
My new lover just smiled, and continued buttoning his shirt.
"You need to get dressed" he said, and leaned over and kissed me on the top of my head.
The ride back to the casino were we had met was in a comfortable silence. He stopped at the main door and waited for the doorman to open the door for me. The young doorman carefully ignored my bare, sand-covered feet, my damp, salt-encrusted hair, and what I was sure was the over- powering smell of sex in the car.
I'm saw he was staring at my nipples through the damp fabric of my tank top as well.
"Thanks again" my date said, and drove off without another word.
I entered the casino carrying my sandals, and found the video poker bar, looking for the tall strong person I knew would be waiting there.
I sat at the next stool, and looked at the drink waiting for me. I picked it up, sipping the brandy.
She turned and smiled down at me. "Have fun?" she asked, taking in my dirty, damp hair, and the general disarray of my clothing.
"He was a little slow to get started, but he made up for it after a bit" I laughed.
She bent down and kissd me hard on the mouth. "Tell me all about it later", laughing with me.

Some how, some things never seem to change...

Wanda