Sandy Toes And Salty Kisses

I needed to escape. I needed to get out of the house. Things had been so hard lately and I couldn't take the restrictions that had been put in place anymore. I needed fresh air, no walls surrounding me. I got in the car and drove. I didn't know where I was going, I just needed out.

When I finally stopped the car, I looked around me to see where I had ended up. I knew this spot. I had been here before a couple of times with him but I wasn't going to see him today because of the restrictions. I knew it was a short walk along the road and down a path to the beach. It was a quiet spot. A place to think and feel free.

I climbed out of my car. The wind whipped at my hair. I hadn't thought about changing my clothes before I rushed out the door. I didn't think it would be so windy but I needed this time away for myself. I grabbed the picnic blanket from the back of my car and then headed down the road way.

It was late afternoon/early evening as I walked towards the path I knew was just ahead. The trees grew haphazardly at the entrance to the path and I ducked as I entered it. The path was two tracks side by side that lead down to the beach. It was a bit of a walk but the walk would do me good.

I followed the path, avoiding the grasses and branches reaching for me as I walked. As I walked I was in my own world, thinking of the last time I had been here with him but that had been so long ago. We had been meeting elsewhere recently.

As I walked along I noticed a tree had fallen across the path. I looked it over and realised I could easily step over it if I held it down a little. I clumsily climbed over the tree and was thankful no one was around to see. Once I was over, I walked until the path turned to sand beneath my feet.

I stopped and removed my flip flops from my feet. The sand felt sensual against my skin. I carried my flip flops and walked the last few metres of the path, hearing the sand squeak, feeling it move as my feet moved. I loved how the sand felt between my toes. I stopped at the end of the path and looked out over the waves crashing on the beach, wriggling my toes in the sand.

The wind picked up its pace as it whipped my hair around. I wish I had grabbed a hair tie before I left home. I wrap my hand around my hair pulling it to the side as I looked out over the water. It was so peaceful here and so open. I walked over to the nearby dunes and laid the blanket down, fighting the wind whipping sand at me and trying to keep my hair from tangling. I sat on the blanket and pulled it up over my back for some much needed warmth.

I looked out at the waves crashing on the shore as I thought back to the last time I had been here. Without realising it, I had tears of loneliness streaming down my cheeks. I was getting lost in my thoughts. I wiped at the tears and decided that I couldn't do this. I wasn't going to wallow in misery. I stood and looked around, making sure there was no one to see what I was about to do.

Seeing no one around, I quickly stripped off my shirt and shorts. I was standing in just my lace panties and bra. The wind nipped at my flesh as I dropped my clothing onto the blanket and ran down to the water's edge. I hesitated briefly as the water licked at my toes. It was cold but I could do this. I took a deep breath and ran into the icy water. I let the salty water numb my skin, anything to take away that longing and loneliness that had enveloped me moments before.

I stayed in the water till my teeth chattered and the ache of the cold filled my body beyond what was humanly possible. I slowly walked from the water. The wind wrapping me in its chill and blowing sand to stick to my wet flesh. I made my way back to the blanket, my body numb to the chill surrounding me. I stood, my body dripping, my arms wrapped around myself, looking out over the waves once again.

Lost in my thoughts, I suddenly feel something wrap around my shoulders. I feel a warmth against my back. Without looking back I could tell it was him. "How did you find me?" I ask softly, still not looking back.

I feel his breath next to my ear as he responds, "I will always find you." He turns me in his arms and presses his lips against mine hungrily. When he finally pulls back I gasp for air. I look deep into his blue eyes and see the look of longing briefly before he pulls me back against him. He catches my bottom lip between his teeth evoking a whimper of need from me.

The towel slides from my shoulders onto the blanket, causing me to blush as I realise I am just in my bra and panties which are sticking to every curve from wetness. His hands slide to my ass cheeks as he pulls me firmly against him. I shiver, but not from the cold, as I feel the bulge growing in his pants. A fire burning through my core with every touch of his hand on my skin.

He pulls away and sits down on the blanket, pulling me down next to him. As soon as my ass hits the blanket his lips are on me. He kisses my lips and then nips his way along my jawline and down my neck. "You taste salty," he laughs against my neck. I roll my eyes at him eliciting a chuckle.

He lays me back on the blanket and slides his hands over me. His lips work their way down over my chest. He bites my erect nipples through the lace of my bra. I gasp and cry out. Without me realising his fingers have slid against my needy pussy lips, rubbing the lace against my clit. My back arches up, pushing my breasts out for him. He takes that moment to slide a hand beneath me and unclip the fasteners of my bra. He pulls it from me with his teeth, drawing a moan from deep in my chest. Suddenly, he tears my wet panties from my body, reducing the lace to nothing more than scrap.

His fingers run along my slit, watching as he parts the wet, salty lips. My body crying out for his touch. He catches my lips with his. I can taste the salt from my skin on his lips, drawing a smile from me.

I reach for the hem of his shirt and pull it from his body. My hands trace their way across his chest. The fire inside me burning hotter with his continued touch. I rise and push him onto his back. I kiss him with the hunger growing inside me. I nip and kiss my way down his neck and across his chest. He lays back and closes his eyes as he feels my mouth across his chest and trailing down lower and lower, eliciting small moans from him as I do. A mixture of kisses and nipping g of his flesh. My hands slide towards his pants, making short work of the fly. He raises his hips and I push down both his pants and underwear at the same time.

He moans as my hand brushes over his now free erection. I continue kissing my way down, planting a kiss on his oozing tip. My lips becoming coated in his precum. I look up his body to see him watching me intensely with those deep blue pools. I lick the precum from my lips as I return his look of hunger. I wrap my lips around his length and start to slowly work my mouth over him. I watch as his head falls back onto the blanket and his eyes close.

I work my mouth up and down his cock. I slide my lips from him and hear him moan at the loss of feeling. I lean down and suck his balls drawing a long satisfying moan from him. I giggle to myself before teasing his balls more with my mouth and tongue.

I take my time working his cock and balls. He takes my teasing not realising the thoughts in my head. I could feel him drawing close to release and pulled back from him. He let out a small moan of frustration before grabbing my hips and placing me over his face. His tongue slides across my slit, gleaming with saltwater and my wetness. I involuntarily let out a moan as my wetness grows. I lean back down and resume sucking his large, delicious cock.

He licks me as I suck him slow and deep. Both of us moaning against each other. We can feel each other building higher and higher. The cold doesn't affect us anymore as we are otherwise occupied. Right before he pushes me over the edge he pulls back.

Forcefully but gently, he repositions us.

I straddle his hips and lean down to kiss him deeply. I can taste myself on his lips. He wraps his arms around me and grips my ass, rocking my hips over his hard erection. I moan into his lips as I continue the rocking motion with him sliding along my slit. His tip presses against my clit with each thrust along my slit. Without warning he slips suddenly inside me.

He moans deeply sending a shiver through my body straight to my core. We don't care who may walk past as I rock and bounce on his cock buried inside me. My breasts gaining friction against his chest as he thrusts up inside me over and over again.

Our moans mix and are taken by the wind. My body tightening around his as my nails bite into his flesh. My cries pulled from me as I cum on his cock. My juices soaking him and the blanket beneath us.

He lifts me off his cock and tells me to get on my hands and knees. I do as he asks and he moves behind me. He lines himself up and thrusts deep inside me. I cry out as he fills me. He pumps his cock in and out of me, harder and harder with each thrust. I hear his moans and the sound of his flesh slapping against mine. The wind tries to take these sounds away and carries my screams of pleasure away.

He leans over me, still thrusting he reaches forward and grips my breasts. He uses them almost as handles as he continues to take me. I feel him building inside me and feel myself building again.

I slide one hand beneath me and start to rub my clit. As he pushes into me I feel myself erupt. Without warning he pulls from inside me and shoots a huge load over my ass. We collapse on the blanket, wet and sandy. I lie on my front and he on his back. He slowly sits up and leans down pressing kisses across my shoulders.

We look at each other and decide it is time to go back to our cars. He picks up the towel and wraps it around his waist before picking up our clothes and things from the blanket. I wrap the blanket around me to offer my body some sort of modesty and protection from the wind.

As we start to walk back along the path, the night sky has taken over. I reach into my bag that he is carrying for me and grab my phone out, flipping on its torch function. We walk in comfortable silence back along the path. He helps me over the tree as we go.

When we reach the cars he removes the blanket from me and uses the towel to remove as much of the now dry sand from my body. I then the towel to do for him before we climb into the back seat of my car for another round as my pussy drips from his touch and he stands at attention from mine.

We take our time to enjoy each as much as we can before we have to return to the reality of life and the restrictions in place. We don't know when we will get this chance again.