Natalie's Pleasure

Nat and I had been living in Toulouse for over a year. Whenever we both had a few days off of work, we would head out of the city toward the west coast. With its endless and almost deserted beaches & rolling Atlantic surf we could leave normality behind for a while. We both loved the ocean and spent days surfing and bumming around, getting drunk on cheap delicious wine and watching the sun track slowly westwards over the vast ocean. We were alike as chalk and chocolate, me being the quiet and contemplative type, while she was feisty and a fearless explorer. She was fit in every sense of the word with a wicked humour that was sharp but almost always good natured.

I lay back in the warm sand, watching her pull on her body hugging short wetsuit. Seeing the Soft curves of her body wrapped tightly in the thin rubber suit and the high collar accenting the slender nape of her neck always did it for me. I had dislocated my shoulder a week earlier and it was still to soon to get back on my board, but walked with her anyway to the water, where we dived in and splashed around for a while. I could tell she was feeling pretty frisky that day, and as we pushed and dunked each other in the cool water she grabbed the top of my shorts, yanking them down over my thighs. I grappled with her, turning her so that I held her waist from behind. Moving my hand down over her crotch I rubbed the suit material covering her mound.

"Feeling a little horny eh? How am I supposed to get into your tight little pussy with this in the way?"

Looking up to me in mock seriousness, her soaking hair spread sexily over her face, she reached out with one hand, grabbing my exposed cock. It had shrivelled pitifully in the cold water and she laughed.

"Honey, even with my tight little pussy I don't think I'd feel this thing going in."

"Maybe I'll just have to go out there and find myself one I can really grip on ."

"Ha bloody ha….. hot little bitch. I'd like to see you try!"

Splashing water into her face, I turned to head for shore and just heard her sarcastic parting of "Mmm" before she slid up onto her board and paddled out to the break. Feeling frustrated at being grounded on shore I took off for a walk. I felt she'd be safe. Nat was a strong swimmer and knew the currents here, and besides, there were a couple of others out in the water. Turning back momentarily, I watched as she duck dived under a breaking wave, raising her firm full ass in the air and pushing the board down beneath the crumbling wall of water to reappear on the other side. I recalled the last time we were here and how I had fucked her in the shallows. She lay on her back on the board, legs dangling over the end of the board and pulling her bikini to one side to give me access to her beautiful trimmed pussy, completely oblivious to anyone who might have been watching.

My walk turned out to be longer than expected and by the time our spot came back into view a couple of hours must have passed by. The hot midday sun was now close to the horizon and my shadow stretched out over the sand. I saw her first. She was sat talking. No, flirting more likely, with some guy and when she looked up and saw me she stared, smiled and waved to me. I saw that she had taken off her wetsuit and was now dressed in my own cheesecloth shirt and some loose shorts. She got up and loped toward me. Mildly jealous, I noted that she wore nothing underneath. Her breasts, clearly visible and pushing provocatively against the thin material, bounced with her run, small hard nipples making pointed dark circles in the fabric. I smiled, Natalie's cheery demeanor never failed to disarm the hardest of souls.

"Hey babe, did you have a good walk? Did you get me a drink? I'm thirsty as hell!"

"Yeah and yeah" I replied moodily, handing her a coke, which she snatched and opened, gulping half the contents in one go. " What's the matter?" I laughed, "Swallow too much seawater…. part timer?"

She came close to me, brushing a long dark hair from her eyes while in the same fluid movement lowering a hand lightly against my crotch. Her moistened lips parted to reveal a small pink tongue running over the top of her teeth. Then grinned at me slyly, and nodding toward the guy sat on the beach whispered.

"Actually no, something much more salty,…. his cum ."

She had a wicked gleam in her eye and held my gaze as my heart missed a couple of beats. Involuntarily my mind conjured the vision of her lips; stretched wide to accommodate this strangers hard cock while it convulsed in her mouth. I felt crazily turned on and was immediately embarrassed when my own cock twitched beneath the light touch of her fingers.

"You're such a little fucking tease, you're going to get it in the ass from me one day ."

"Promises Promises" she retorted, grabbing my hand and pulling me over to where they were sitting.

. "Paul this is Marc, he hitched here today from Marin and needs a lift back so I said I'd, er, we'd give him a ride." Sometimes she could be so subtle.

She continued ," I'm pretty done in and ready to go… so shall we hit the road?"

"Yeah," I said, " no problem, pleased to meet you Marc."

We got back to the van and stowed the board on a rack I had constructed that hung under the roof in back of the van. I opened the side door and Marc climbed in to the back where various cushions and thick carpet replaced the seats we had taken out. After a day in the water it's a good place to warm up and watch the setting sun. Between us was the contented euphoria of a long day spent in nature's arms. Nat said she was too tired to drive and before I could raise any objections on account of my arm she had slipped onto the passenger seat. I looked across at her and she radiated life, face and hair crusted with salt water and dark skin reflecting the last rays of the sun. My shirt hung loosely and partially undone over her chest. She had one tanned leg crossed beneath her and I wished Marc wasn't there. I wanted to get her in the back and make her pay for being such a tease. I remembered a previous time when I had tied her wrists to the board rack above. I had blindfolded her and fucked her solidly for an hour. With both of us drained and exhausted she had still demanded more and I had had to finish her off with a banana! She must have read my thoughts and looking over at me, grinning and said, " Just concentrate on the driving big boy."

Eventually we hit a small road leading off the beach and, unbuckling her belt she squeezed between the front seats. Opening the cooler in the back I heard the sound of a can being opened.

"Have a beer babe," she passed me a Beck's and cracked another for our guest. But as she leaned over to pass it him she stumbled, sending the can and its contents all over his shirt. "Shit! I'm so sorry, let me help you with that"

I glanced in the mirror and in the semi darkness, saw her squatting on her haunches in front of him, her feet either side of his outstretched legs. Looking again, I watched as Nat lifted his T-shirt from the hem, tugging it over his head. But as she pulled it off I saw her hand trail lightly and quite unnecessarily over his chest. It then moved down across his taut stomach where it disappeared from my view. I heard muted words and suspiciously I angled the mirror. "Fucking tease" I muttered, trying unsuccessfully to concentrate on the road. When I looked again her back was still toward me, obscuring things, but I could see from her position that her breasts were now closer to his face. The atmosphere became eerily silent and as I looked on, she reached up with one hand, pulling and parting the material from over her firm tits. She leant further forward and with one hand holding her breast she placed her right nipple into his open mouth, which he began to kiss and lick. It looked almost maternal apart from his hand, which stroked the inside of her thigh. Looking back over her shoulder in the dim light of the van , Nat spoke patronisingly

"Make sure you keep a good eye on the road babe."

My eyes flitted franticly between the road and the mirror and I saw that her shirt was now down over her shoulders. She was fingering his nipple and from the movement of material I could see he was unbuttoning her shorts. His hand crept stealthily under the loose material, which fell away revealing the top of her ass. I heard her moan softly and realised he was massaging her pussy. Her hand moved down to his crotch and I heard the sound of a zipper unfastening. She reached in to retrieve his cock and I could make out the slow up and down motions of her arm as she worked and pulled on him, coaxing his dick as it grew larger. I started to say something but she stopped me short, looking back as she spoke in a laboured voice.

"Paul, I think you better pull over and take a look at this….."

I quickly found someplace to park up and turned around to ask her what the fuck she thought she was playing at but my words simply wouldn't come out. Still straddling him, Nat had turned and was now facing me. Her shirt was hanging around her waist and her shorts were gone. From behind her one of Marcs hands was over her exposed tits, pinching and pulling at her hard nipples. His other hand was between her outstretched thighs, long fingers stroking gently between the spread, swollen lips of her naked pussy. Even in the poor light I could see his fingers were wet and sticky from her excitement. She was squatting astride his groin, grinding her ass into his belly and then, reaching up with one hand she grabbed hold of the bar of the surfboard rack above her head. With the other hand she gripped his cock with fingers that could barely encircle his thick penis. She rubbed the tip slowly between her labia, coating the large head with her juices and then, holding it an inch below the entrance to her cunt, looked coyly over to me.

"What d'you think Paul, still like to see me try and get this in my tight little pussy?"

I got the impression this was actually a rhetorical question and simply stared wide eyed at this incredibly sexy girl. Holding my gaze, and in agonisingly slow motion she gently lowered herself until the head of Marc's cock disappeared inside of her. She did this several times, raising herself up by the bar above and lowering herself again, obviously relishing the feel of his meat as it spread her lips wide. Marc seemed to be getting increasingly frustrated and pushed upwards, trying in vain to lodge his large cock inside her, but she used her weight and strength to hold him beneath her. Drawing herself up by the bar whenever he tried to thrust upwards into her, she teased him, no, both of us, mercilessly. Then with an almost psychic intuition, just as I thought that she might not go all the way, might just be teasing me again, badly, she raised herself up so that the whole glistening head of his prick became completely visible. She hung suspended there for an instant, looked at me innocently, and dropped down hard, skewering her cunt on the entire shaft, which was forced inside her up to the hilt. The force of this intrusion, stretching her wide and touching every nerve in her soaking cunt provoked a scream of ecstasy.

"God you are huge!" she gasped.

Wrapping her other hand around the crossbar above her, Nat began to raise and lower her body onto him, at the same time keeping him pinned back into the cushions with her strong lower legs which lay over his chest. "I always thought you'd make an excellent gymnast" I muttered, but I might as well have been invisible.

From behind her, jack reached around and, wanting to finger her clit pulled her lips apart and rubbed her swollen bud in time with the movement of her pussy as she fucked him. She stared down, completely mesmerised at the cock that was plunging in and out of her ever more rapidly. On her face was a look of pure concentration and I could see she was she was working herself up to a massive climax. Eventually the teasing and domination became too much for him to bear any longer. Feeling the constriction her cunt around his cock as she began to come, he grabbed hold of her slim waist with both hands. His biceps flexed as he took her weight above him and he began pounding into her. I watched the muscles in her legs and arms tightening and flexing underneath her skin as she met his thrusts with equal vigour, now using the bar above herself to force herself down harder while her cum poured out over the strangers shaft and balls. Drenched in sweat from her exertions, her hair hanging down over her jiggling tits she began to moan loudly

"Christ yes! Fuck me, fuck me harder, give me a fucking baby, just fuck meeee…. ooohyesss."

Her jaw became clenched and distorted in rictus as an animal like howl escaped her lips. She locked her calves and feet beneath him, and, lost in her climax, held him deep inside her while she filled herself with his orgasm. With each jerk of his convulsing balls she ground herself down onto him, milking him dry. Finally, it was over and relinquishing her grip on the bar above, she collapsed lifelessly lay for several minutes, legs spread open to my eyes while our guest remained lodged firmly inside her poor bruised pussy. From where she lay in the back of the van I heard her weak voice, "Christ, I think I've just fucked a horse." But that's another story…...

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