We walk down the road, sun blazing overhead, wind caressing our skin. Each little gust pulls at your sundress and you look up and smile at me. As we walk I lean down and kiss you, then flick your nose as you give me that 'Do you mind, I'm trying to walk here' look. We smile and laugh as we crest the dune to the beach. The sharp white sand stretches for miles, bounded by a crisp blue see and soft green dunes. The beach in front of us is speckled with dots of colour, those few already on their holidays like us. We walk down the beach away from the crowd, along to where the cresting waves of dunes are at their most majestic. Far, far from the crowds.
You surprise me by walking up and over a dune. We throw down our towels between two peaks, shaded from the breeze but still in the suns warm glow. You turn to me as I suggest a cooling dip but as you let the dress fall I see you've forgotten your bikini. The idea that you had been like this since this morning drives me wild. I caress your neck with my lips as the sun caresses your body with its warmth. You pull me down onto the towels, shielded from view and my lips begin to work their way down. As the wind kisses the top of the soft white dunes in which we lay I kiss your soft white breast as you respond to my touch. My hands run up your thighs as yours rake across my chest. Your hands continue down to my tightening trunks as you giggle in pleasure from my continued attentions. I raise up slightly to kiss your neck again and to allow you to tug down my trunks a little more. My hand strokes up and down your thigh, up and down, up and across to your warm and dripping sex. You've been thinking about this for a while.
As my kisses get more passionate, my hand runs back and forth, gently pushing down as small moans of pleasure escape your lips. Your body glows in the sunlight both from the heat and your heat. My fingers begin to tease your lips apart as my palm inflames your passions. Gently one then two fingers slide in, stroking, probing, exploring. You gasp then growl with primal pleasure as I hit the spot. You can feel my grin of delight as you pull me in for a long, deep kiss. Your guttural groans echo in my chest as we pull tighter and my hand gets faster. You break our kiss and move to my neck and up to my ear. I already know what you are going to say and I release a little moan in anticipation. As you whisper to me I slide into you and we moan in delight.
As I start to trust, you roll us over, deep in our kiss with your hands digging into my chest you begin to ride. Our moans reverberate between the dunes as the wind whips away our voices into the sea. Our pace quickens as we bury our lips in each other's necks. My hands caress your beasts and squeeze your buttocks as you claw my back and chest. The waves crash into the sands in time with our waves of pleasure, the wind begins to build as we work our way closer. We build to a triumphant crescendo as we crest the waves of pleasure, our moans singing in the wind. I can feel each ripple of your orgasm around my cock and running up my chest to meet the deep lusting groans emanating from you delicious lips. You can feel pulse of my cock inside you, each warm squirt and every twitch as I writhed in pleasure. We lay bathed in the summer sun, still moaning gently in post-orgasmic bliss.
