Tropical Sands

The water parted as Riselle dove from the trimaran into the crisp clear water. She started swimming for the beach. Riselle's body, unencumbered by a suit, glided eloquently through the warm, tropical waters. Her strokes measured and even, she loved the feel of the warm water flowing over her skin, touching her nipples, and passing between her legs. Her wake cut across the pristine waters and she made a path for a black sand beach, relishing the thought of its warmth cradling her naked body. The gentle surf carried her onto the beach, depositing her softly onto the black sand.

She stepped from the water onto the soft warm sand. Finding a small depression, she lay down in the sand, her body cradled by the beach.

Riselle lay in the sand soaking up the Sun's friendly rays. The sound of the rolling waves sang to her as a gentle breeze flowed over her body. The heavenly bliss was dotted by puffy clouds traveling over head, only partially hidden by coconut palms.

Hearing a gentle splashing, she recognized the cadence of Rob's stroke as he caught up to join her. She rose onto her elbows, watching him as he glided into shallow water, standing and walking onto the beach.

She eyed him as he walked towards her, sunlight glistening on his still-damp body, the muscles in his thighs rippling, his manhood dancing from one thigh to the other with each step.

He sat down beside her, his breathing gentle and deep. His eyes locked onto Riselle's and his mouth opened into a broad grin. He leaned over, his lips pressed to hers, leaving a salty kiss. Riselle noted a tingle running between her thighs, velvet folds relaxing and moistening.

Riselle lay back into the sand, its softness still cradling her form, the beach's warmth penetrating her body. Rob's body followed her as his chest pressed against her shoulder. His hand lay on her tummy as his lips pressed to her ear, the words uttered never failed to stir her libido.

The warmth of his breath, the gentleness in his tone, and his words made her squirm. Her heart raced as his hand slid from her tummy to her hip, then down her thigh. His left leg slid over her right thigh and she felt his swollen manhood indenting her thigh. Her heart fluttered at the thought of his member splitting her lips to slide inside her.

His lips pressed to her cheek, then to her mouth, his tongue parting her lips and probing inside. Her body rose to meet his, her tongue dancing against his inside her mouth. Warmth ran from his touch to her heart and a small sigh uttered from her lips.

His hand slid up her thigh, his strong chest pressed against her breast, energy flowing heart-to-heart. His left arm slid beneath her and he pulled her to him, his tongue continuing to probe, her breast now pressed tightly to his chest.

His hand slid from her thigh around her back to the mounds of her cheeks, her body was fully engulfed in his. He pulled her hips to him, pressing his fully engorged manhood into her stomach and her folds against his throbbing desire.

His mouth moving again, he released his grip and left a damp trace over her chin and down her neck. Her breath nearly left her when his lips surrounded her left nipple and her tongue flicked over the end. She nearly exploded when his finger parted her lips and danced over her throbbing clit. His finger and tongue continued exploration, her body rose and fell with him until she gave him a little nudge on the head.

He slid down Riselle's chest, her tummy, her hips, his mouth kissing, licking, and nibbling the whole way. Her excitement grew and she squirmed at the thought of his warm, damp mouth and probing tongue exploring her nether region.

Her scent drove Rob wild and the anticipation drove his heart pounding in his chest. He loved the softness of her skin, the taste of sea salt, and the warmth. His cocked throbbed, but he wanted her pleasure before he took his own.

She let out a spontaneous moan while his tongue ran along her inner thigh, his nose brushing her feminine folds. His hands ran along her outer thighs, along her hips, then under her cheeks, supporting her in the sand while he raised her so he could easily dive into her waiting pussy.

His tongue parted her lips as he hungrily lapped away her juices, circling her opening, before moving up her slit. Parting as he moved, her clit exposing itself, craving his touch.

Riselle's body quivered and her hips rolled, grinding herself against his touch, driving for more pressure. She shook as his finger entered her, first one, then a second, rolling inside her, exploring to find the pleasure spot, then gently massaging as it was found.

Riselle closed her eyes and felt as if she hung on the edge of the world, rising above the beach, then crashing through the rushing surf in pleasure. Her body quivered, a soft impulse radiating from her core as she gasped, soaked in the warm sunshine.

As Riselle's spasms subsided, Rob pulled her close to him, holding her tightly in his arms. Their chests pressed together, she could feel her heart beating against his chest. Gently, Rob pressed on her shoulder, rolling her onto her back. He slid over her, her legs parted, and he felt his hardness pressing between her legs. With her hand, she reached down and guided him into her. Her lips stretched to accommodate his girth.

She loved the earthiness as her body sunk into the warm volcanic sand, his weight and thrusts driving her more deeply into Mother Earth. His hands beneath her drove his member deeply inside her moist center. The scent of the volcanic earth, mixed with the sea and his distinctive smell filled her nostrils.

Her desire to feel him inside her, deeper inside her, drove her hips to move with him. She spread her legs wider and rolled her hips to meet each of his strokes. She felt his body quiver and a low moan utter from his lips, then an explosion of his juices inside her. Hard deep thrusts and his cum was overflowing her sodden pussy, her back arching, trying hard to get closer to him. Then he collapsed onto her, too spent to hold himself up any longer.

There she lay between Rob and Mother Earth, his heart pounding in his chest against her, the beach cradling with open arms. For a moment he lay on her, then he rolled beside her and pulled Riselle against him. There they lay for a long while until it was time to swim back to the car. Together, hand-in-hand they entered the sea and side-by-side they began their rhythmic swim back through the pristine sea to the boat.