The waves lapped suddenly against my feet and I gave out a little shriek. You smiled at me, amused.
"What? The water’s cold!" I cried, pretending to be indignant. We were sitting in beach chairs by the side of the river, relaxing and reading.
After saving up our money for ages, we’d finally managed to afford a week-long vacation at a gorgeous little hotel upstate, on a beautiful spot on the river. Unfortunately, the trip was coming to an end.
I looked over at you and smiled. You were now lying on your stomach and were again engrossed in your book. You were wearing blue swimming shorts and an unbuttoned white shirt, and I couldn’t help but admire your body. Your broad shoulders, your large biceps, and hey — Your sexy ass, as I always tell you! I imagined peeling off your shorts, flipping you over, and sitting on top of you. I let out an involuntary sigh.
You glanced at me. "You okay?"
"Yeah," as I sighed again, "It’s just that we’re going to have to go home in 2 days, and then it’s back to stupid work again."
"I know." You sat up and took my hands, setting your book down. "But haven’t you had a good time?"
"Of course I have. But..."
"You wish we could stay."
"Yeah..."
A smile spread over your face. "Want to have something to remember this by?"
"What do you mean?" I raised an eyebrow.
In answer, you leaned forward and kissed me gently. Slowly, you traced my lips with the tip of your tongue, and I felt a tingle down between my other, lower lips.
I reached between your legs and started massaging your dick, but you pushed my hand away. I broke the kiss, confused. Before I could open my mouth, you spoke.
"Let me serve you, Goddess," you whispered. You rarely called me that, and it always gave me a thrill when you did. This time was no different.
As you kept your left hand on the back of my neck, you trailed your right hand down my side, tracing my skin gently, up and down. You then moved your other hand down and removed my tank top. My breasts sprang to attention from out of the tight shirt into the cool evening air. You kept kissing me and you massaged my nipples with thumb and forefinger. I let out a soft moan.
You moved your mouth down to my breasts and began to suckle insistently on my left nipple, stroking the underside of my breasts all the while. Your tongue moved roughly around and around my areola as your lips tightened and sucked harder. I gasped.
You swiveled your body on top of mine as you kept your mouth on my breast. Your body sank against mine firmly, and I could feel your hardness rubbing against my leg. The beach chair made sounds of straining, and for a moment, I worried that it would collapse from our combined weight.
As if you were reading my mind, you lifted me off the chair by the waist. I wrapped my legs around you, but you set me down on the other chair. I pouted at the delay as you took the picnic blanket out from our earlier lunch. You laid the blanket out by the water and then laid me down upon it. The water tickled my feet again and I tried to move away, but you grabbed my hips to make me stay still.
Your mouth descended on me once more, your lips tracing the contours of my waist, my stomach, my hips, then my thighs. You gently licked the inside of my thighs, moving in circles, breathing softly through my black bikini bottoms. One hand moved down, pulled the black panties off. You tongue darted up and dared to flick against my clitoris. I moaned and twitched. You licked the lines where my thighs met my pussy, and my hand went to my mouth to stifle a groan of desperation. You kept breathing hotly on me. I began swivelling my hips to meet your mouth, but you avoided direct contact with my pussy every time.
You teased me for what seemed like hours, and with the added sensation of the waves grazing my toes, my urgency got the best of me. I reached down and pushed your face onto my pussy.
Immediately, your mouth suctioned around my cunt lips and you began drinking in my juices, which were now drenching my thighs. Your tongue slid up my slit and onto my clit, flicking it up and down over and over until I gasped, "Oh, oh, oh fuck!"
Something fiery deep inside my belly began to rise then, ever so slowly; I could feel my climax was beginning. You lapped around my lips in a circle, swiveling your head around and around. Your tongue then slid inside me and wiggled in and out, and I couldn’t stop myself from crying out anymore.
My face was getting very hot. As it spread to my ears, I felt the hotness inside me move higher, and my heart beat faster. Your mouth met with its rhythm, and I began to explode.
