The sun beat down on the expanse of nearly white sand all around us. The dune-like beach swept off up and down shore. Forty yards or so away, the calm Gulf of Mexico lapped at the sand. Our rented wave-runners were pulled up safely out of the tide's reach. Above us, the interior of the small island erupted in a wild chaos of thick vegetation, which was typical of this part of the coast of Florida.
It was an uncommonly hot day for late January. Since it was still basically pre-tourist season, there were fewer people out at the beaches than there would be in just another week, and this little island was a bit out of the way even then. Amber and I had come out here to enjoy a picnic lunch, and, naturally enough, one thing had led to another...
After eating and then laying out naked in the sun for only a few minutes, she began to get frisky. Her hand reached out and began to explore my own bare body. It wasn't long before she'd rolled over on the big beach blanket, and followed her hand with her lips and tongue. Soon she was sucking on my hard cock and had thrown her leg over my head, putting her delicious pussy tantalizingly close to my own mouth. I reached up and pulled her down a bit to flick my tongue over her and wasn't surprised to find her already moist with her own sweet, slightly salty, nectar. She stiffened ever so slightly as my tongue made its first tentative caresses, but she was soon relaxed and rocking her hips against my face as I licked and sucked at her clit.
Though the thick organ in her mouth muffled her moans, her quivering, spasming body made her orgasm unmistakable. She took several long moments to catch her breath, without releasing me from her suckling hold, and then moved to change positions. With her hands on my chest, apparently to keep me from running away, Amber straddled my body and then reached down between her legs to take my rigid sex in her hand. She rubbed it up and down between her lips and then pushed the fat head into her. My happy sigh and the look on my face of undiluted pleasure made Amber grin down at me. As she slowly sank down on me, though, her expression became one of pure lust. I watched her face as she settled down on me, lost in the beauty of her face amongst her long, tousled, dark hair, her eyes closed while she reveled in the sensation of me filling her.
After a long sweet moment, her eyes opened a little bit and she half smiled as she started to move on me. She didn't slide up and down on my shaft, but worked herself back and forth against me – half sliding, half rocking on my lower abs and cock. She was using my body to stimulate herself. The sensation was incredible for me as well; my cock was being manhandled (so to speak) to suit the needs of Amber's lust and it felt very, very good.
I reached up to cup Amber's breasts in my hands, and she responded immediately by reaching up and squeezing my hands harder on her tits. I reacted by tightening my grip and then pinching each nipple – hard. Amber shuddered, moaned and ground down against me with even more enthusiasm. Taking the hint, I kept up the pressure on her nipples and began to twist them.
"Oh goddamn! Yes!" she shouted and threw her head back, arching her back and supporting herself with her hands behind her on my thighs. As I tormented her enflamed nipples she rocked back and forth on me, pulling my cock backward inside her as she writhed. All the while, she continued to shout out, "Fuck! Oh yess! God yes!!!" and the like. Soon she was writhing and trembling in another long orgasm, while I held on for dear life, avidly enjoying the view!
She started to fall backward, which would have been quite painful for me with my still very hard cock inside her, but I caught her by the waist and pulled her forward. She collapsed onto me, murmuring, "That was amazing!"
I chuckled a little and rolled us over so that I was on top of her in a basic missionary position. Grinning down at her I slowly fucked in and out of her, simultaneously letting her catch her breath and bringing her arousal back up to where I liked it. In a very short while, Amber was working under me, pulling me into her and actively enjoying our sex. Once she was really going again, I pulled her up with me... she using her own well-trained muscles to help... rising up into a kneeling position with her on my lap. With my arms holding her close to me and giving her support, Amber began to ride slowly up and down on me. She rested her arms on my shoulders and looked into my face as she sensuously rose and fell before me. I watched as her body approached yet another climax. I lowered my face to kiss her breasts and neck... I caught one nipple in my mouth and bit it lightly. Soon she was trembling all over as her orgasm washed over her. I reached down to squeeze her strong ass cheeks in my hands, while I buried my face in her chest. She let out a long, low moan.
After a long moment when we held on to each other feeling our hearts beating together, she pushed back away from me a bit. She had a mischievous glimmer in her eye and said, "So, when are you going to come for me, huh?"
Laughing a bit, I said, "Oh, I'm sure I'll get around to it."
She got a bit more serious before saying, "I want you to take me from behind and fuck me until you fill me up with your cum."
"Well, if that's what you really want..."
She kissed me long and hard, and then there was a bit of scrambling as we disentangled ourselves so that she could get on her hands and knees upon the blanket and I moved around behind her. I took a second to look around at the dark, rippled water stretching out unbroken to the horizon, at the glaring, nearly white sand all around us, and the thick vegetation several yards away. There was a breeze blowing the tall grass and bushes, but there was something else... some kind of motion or a sound. I was about to push my cock into Amber's waiting pussy, and I suddenly realized there was someone over in the undergrowth watching us. I paused there, thinking... How did they get there without us knowing? If they were watching us now, it was quite likely that they'd been watching us for some time.
"Oh, don't tease me anymore... just fuck me!" Amber insisted over her shoulder.
With something of a smirk, I decided to give the lady what she wanted, and if it was giving more of a show to whomever might be over in the shadows, well, so be it. I pushed myself deep into Amber with one long, slow motion.
"Yesssss," she called out. "That's it! Fuck me with that cock!"
I pulled almost all the way out of her then, waited, and then drove back into her. She laughed and groaned at the same time. With my hands on her hips, I began to fuck in and out of her with increasing speed. As I pulled back, I could look down and see my thick hardness disappearing inside her, and as I thrust in, I watched as my muscular torso smacked into her firm butt. She pushed back into me with each thrust, calling out encouragement: "Yeah, baby! Fuck me! Come in my pussy! Give me that hot cum!"
I saw her drop one shoulder and then felt her fingers playing with her clit near my cock. Having seen her face in mirrors at moments like this, I knew whoever was watching us was seeing Amber at her most nakedly passionate. Just thinking about it was pushing me very close to coming. Her loud vocal enticements and her tight, very hot and slippery, clasping pussy were also calling me on. I moved one hand down to press my thumb against her tightly puckered asshole and slowly pushed it into her a little. I reached up with my other hand and held on to her shoulder. As I pushed my thumb into her butt, I thrust my cock deep into her pussy and pulled her back to me.
"Oh fucking god! Fuck-fuck-fuck-FUCK!" she screamed as her entire body began to spasm. I felt her ass constricting on my thumb and her vagina pulling and squeezing on my cock and then I was coming too. I threw my head back as the molten wave built up inside me and exploded through my cock and into Amber. My body shuddered and pulsed as what felt like a geyser of hot cum shot out of me. On and on it went, and it felt like the beach, the sand and the water were spinning around me. I swear I almost blacked out.
When I finally thought to breathe I was leaning forward over Amber's beautiful back and my face was in her hair. "Holy hell!" I murmured into her shoulder blade. She laughed happily.
We were quietly enjoying our moment of afterglow in the warm afternoon sun, when suddenly the stillness was interrupted by clapping and someone shouting, "Now that was fantastic!"
We shot upright as two young men wearing t-shirts and shorts came out of the bushes and over the top of the dune in front of us. They were grinning from ear to ear, and one of them had a video camera in his hand.
"What the hell!?" Amber sputtered angrily. Ever the nudist at heart, though, she made no move to cover herself. I glared at the video camera and the two interlopers. This had quickly gone from mildly amusing to extremely annoying.
"Sorry if we startled you," said the taller of the two guys – the one without the camera. He had short, dark hair and a lean frame. "We landed on the other side of the island and heard you. Damn! That was hotter'n hell!"
"Uh, thanks, I think," I managed. I eyed the camera suspiciously.
"We missed the very beginning, but what we got is great!"
I put a hand on Amber's shoulder. Though we were still kneeling on the blanket, something about the way she tensed up just then made me think she was about to leap at the two guys in naked fury, literally. I thought diplomacy might be a more practical way to go, so I asked, "Yeah, um, great for what?"
"We're going to use it on our website – hotfloridasex.com," the tall guy continued. Apparently he was the brains of the operation while the quiet one was just the cameraman (with apologies to camerapersons everywhere). The guy with the camera had lighter, almost blond hair and a more muscular build.
At the mention of the website, Amber stiffened again, and turned to me and hissed, "My husband can't see that!"
While I was glad she had her priorities straight, I found myself scowling a bit inwardly at the mention of Amber's husband. It had been an unwritten rule that we not mention her marriage. Isn't it funny how unwritten rules have a way of sneaking up and bugging you at the most inappropriate moments?
The guy with the camera distracted the chatty one for a moment, showing a particularly juicy moment in their recording in the playback window. I took the opportunity to quietly confer with my lover.
"I understand your position, but I get the impression they're not just going to hand over their tape because you're married. In fact, we better not mention that part at all."
Amber glared at me, and insisted, "We've GOT to get it from them."
