Krissie and Jonathan were walking on the beach of their private South Pacific island. She was pale despite the fact that she lived a good part of her life outdoors. She was short, only five feet and not slim, not fat either, voluptuous curves and a back that stood out like her black sisters. She had long wavy brown hair which when worn down reached almost to her waist. It was done up now in a knot at the back of her head. She wore a thin cotton dress and sandals and that was all.
He was very tall - six feet, two inches, a coffee with a touch of cream complexion, worked out every day, his muscles well defined and could be discerned through his knit shirt which showed the outlines of his biceps, chest and six pack. He had his hair cut short. He was wearing khaki shorts and a white cotton knit shirt with sandals. The couple had decided to take a long walk at the water's edge after lunch. When they were quite a long way from the house, he turned to her and hugged her hard. A moan escaped her when she felt his erection press up against her body.
"I want to go swimming with you now," he told her.
"But we didn't bring our suits."
"We don't need our suits. This is a private island. There's no one else here."
"Except for the servants."
"Long time ago, I gave an order for them not to go outside when we've left the house. No one will see us."
"OK," she said, shedding her dress and kicking off her sandals. He was already undressed and in the water where she joined him. They swam around close to the shore, and then Jonathan turned, stood up and embraced her. He was already very hard and turned harder still when he felt Krissie's naked body clinging to him, her breasts pressing up against his chest. He took one of her nipples between his fingers and squeezed it hard. She moaned with pleasure and reached for one of his nipples and did the same. He moaned, too. He guided her to the sand and lay her down just where the water met the beach, parted her legs and started to caress her mound, then her nether lips, then reaching inside found her clit and started to love it with two of his fingers in such a sensuous and effective way that soon Krissie was crying out with passion, "I'm coming, my darling. Pound me. Give it to me good like you always do." She watched as he caressed her, becoming even more excited at seeing his black fingers work on her white pussy. She came real hard.
He slipped his big, black engorged cock deep inside her bringing her to another orgasm and then pounded her hard until his rocket burst, inundating her pink love passage with his huge wad of cum. She was excited all over again from feeling him cum and feeling the impact of his huge wad inside of her, so he bent over and licking all of their juices from her hot pink and white pussy, made her cum twice more before she indicated that she was completely satisfied.
The waves broke over their naked bodies as they lay in the glow of their lovemaking. Jonathan was almost beside himself with love for her. He wanted to lie with her on this beach forever, never getting dressed, having a discrete servant delivering food and other necessities while they rested on the beach, making love every few hours, feeding each other the delectable tidbits the servant provided. Eating her pussy, and then entering her warm wet softness with his black engorged member, his holy stiffness, pounding her until they both came, having her come down on him, sucking him to an orgasm, swallowing his cum, not wasting a drop of it. Licking it off his big black shaft, making him hard again. Letting the ocean cleanse them until the next time he hardened and again flooded her with his juices, the warm Pacific waters washing them clean all over again.
"We'd better get back. We have to go over all of those accounts," Krissie reminded him.
"OK," Jonathan said, reluctantly getting dressed. They slowly walked back to the house, hand in hand. By the time they went inside through their private entrance, he was hot for her again. When he turned to her, she saw right away the evidence of his desire.
"You're such an animal. Were you a rabbit in a past life?," Krissie asked as she pressed herself against him, as hot for him as he was for her.
