The screen tinted the pupils of her eyes with stimulating blue light as they focused on the picture.
This is him. On the beach, smiling, walking through the water as the lapis blue droplets splashed onto his shorts and foaming saltwater flowed around his bronze toned thighs. A nice friend must have snapped the genuine moment.
Her Cerulean blue eyes would've been a dream for many to see at the moment, the way their luster glistened in the light. Her irises lit magnificently as if staring at a beautiful vista.
His defined jawline and his pinchable cheekbones complimented that pleasant smile. The picture provided enough definition to finely detail the illuminated caramel strands in his irises. The wind carried his flowing brunette hair towards the clear blue sky.
Transparent sparkling ocean spray patterns matched his skin tone as the sun shone upon them. Water flowed down his tight stomach like a stone fountain. It may as well have been a poster.
Her eyes wouldn't stop navigating parts of his body. She studied the pink shorts wrapped snugly around his waist. The slightest hint of his pelvic 'V' peeked over the waistband.
Then she spotted the indent, easy to miss if you weren't looking for it, obvious however if you sought it. It imprinted on his shorts, pressing snug against his thigh.
She shuddered, skipping a breath as a stimulating bolt shot from her pelvis to her head.
She let out a long exhale as her tongue settled in, licking her bottom lip and she created more space for herself on the bed. Her thighs rubbed along her silk blanket as they parted ways. Her sneaky finger crept down her belly, tracing across her hip bones and towards her inner thighs to fire off her sensational neurons first. After rubbing enough to send her lower region into a tingling warmth, her finger sensually ran up and down in circles, drawing in cursive on her stimulated clit, electrifying her body.
"Ohhh," she sighed, relieved that she could settle on the right picture. She eyed up his hands, his arms, his chest. She pictured them touching her skin. His muscular figure would've handled her with care anywhere she wanted.
She imagines gripping onto his solid bicep as he works his finger magic. Her body contorts and writhes as he gently places them between her legs. Her other arm pinches her pink taut nipple across her chest.
Valeria gave in completely, closing her eyes and surrendering control. She allowed the ecstatic pleasure to dictate her harmonious voice as it resonated throughout her bedroom. She bit her lip, pushing her shoulders inward and raising her hips into the air, her nipples nearly numbed.
"Mmmmm," she allowed a hum to escape her lungs, not that it would matter anyway if he heard. She wanted him to seize her body.
She masturbated the way she would've loved for him to do it for her. He was no longer his niece's best friend but a man ready to fulfill her fantasies. And he would start by kissing her into a star-struck trance leaving her vulnerable to do whatever he wanted.
"Oooohh hunnh," she moaned, laying completely exposed on the bed, ensuring the curtains were closed except for a small opening facing her backyard. If he were to step into a certain spot on her porch, he could capture a sight teased by a narrow opening that would require him to focus and lean if he wanted to see all of her. An unlikely scenario but one she allowed to float around in her head. She masturbated in private, however she wouldn't mind the right person watching her.
Just think about it. Him leaning towards the windowsill to see only her legs at first, then further to reveal her chest, then her face. Her eyes would be closed as she breathed heavily, moving her hips and grabbing the pillow behind her. God if she ever caught him peeking, she'd give him a show that would drive him crazy.
But right now he was past that. He got on top and entered, fucking her and deeply stretching her out. She hadn't been handled by a stud like that for 20 years and nearly forgot what it felt like.
"Oh God, ffffuck yes," she whispered, sighing into a stuttering intake of breaths.
Her legs kicked forward, her feet rubbed ankles together, she relished in being taken by him, naked on the beach, crying out as the waves overlapped their voices.
She attempted to picture the feeling of the bare warm guest inside of her, throbbing as it filled her up inside, him gripping her as he groaned, her legs shaking as the heat pushed her over the edge.
"I want to make you cum," he would say. Unrealistic as she couldn't even picture him saying that, but it's what she wanted to hear in the moment.
"Mmmmmmnnnn shhhhh," she attempted to silence her moans through her clenched teeth, her eyes nearly crossing as long as the feeling remained fresh in her blank vision.
"Think of something dirty to say that would drive him further," she thought. After only seconds of contemplation, she spoke up.
"Mmmm you had me screaming for you babe." She thought.
No... no he wouldn't like that. It sounded nice in her head but it would probably just confuse him.
"Your cock feels amazing," she whispered. Yes, that is much better. He'd starve for seconds after saying that.
She calmed herself down, suckling on her finger thinking of him breathing on top of her naked body. Her head lay back into her pillow, ready to fall asleep naked and worry about the rest later. She took one more look before closing the app and placing her phone on the nightstand face down, then took deep breaths to drift.
11 hours earlier.
The sun shone high in the afternoon sky, the climate a perfect 78 degrees for the beach. Callum walked along the wet sand as shiny foamy water swirled around his ankles before returning back down the dunes.
He looked out towards the sapphire oceanic expanse, perfectly blended with the light blue sky as waves tossed and turned further out. The fragrant mist of sea salt drifted under his nose, inducing him to sniff deeply as it calmed his lungs with a blissful aura.
"Hi, Callum," a lovely voice sounded to his right.
He turned to look, greeted by his best friend's aunt. A tall woman, around 5'11, with long flowing yellow-gold hair nearly as bright as the sun it frequently bathed in. Her Cerulean blue eyes looked into his, accentuated by the bright daylight. She had two skin tones, warm medium-gold where the sun tanned her skin and light ivory peach in her more covered areas. She had a 34 DD chest, her lush sports-bra style bikini allowed her lighter peach skin to show through. Her bottoms rode up on her waist, displaying enough cheek to display a symmetrical bounce when she stepped. For a 43 year old woman, she aged like great valley wine and still retained her gifted looks and stature. He could tell she took great care of herself.
"Hey, Valerie!" He stopped near her on the sand.
"Good to see you at the beach of all places," She politely smiled.
"It's good to see you too, how are you?"
He leaned forward, sending butterflies through her chest as she embraced him. The warm hug made her heart jump as it took her by surprise. She reciprocated in such a way that provided him with a similar comfortable ardor.
"Wonderful, I'm here, taking time away for myself so that's all I'm thinking about."
"Good. Are you enjoying yourself?"
"Yes I am," she nodded, shifting her weight to one leg, sticking her hip out while she preened her flowing blonde hair. Her eyes squinted as the sun shone directly upon her face when she simmered.
"That's great for you," he said, his voice genuine and his attentive eyes never wavered, "you deserve that time for all the work you do."
She responded with a charmed smile, her blonde hair blew in the ocean breeze.
"Thanks, Callum." She said under a soothed voice as her eyes traveled down to his toned legs and slowly panned back up to his face.
"You planning to hangout with Aubrey again this summer?"
