The Beach

Sarah cursed herself; she should have filled up with gas back in town but now she was halfway in the middle of nowhere. Surely there must be a gas station somewhere around here? Recovering her composure, she inched forward her sleek BMW. It purred its satisfaction at being given its head. Three miles down the road a luminescent white beacon shone out...

As she was paying the attendant, she noticed a twinkle in his eyes. He seemed like the typical spotty 18 year old barely-out-of-puberty gas station attendant that provides enough material for 1001 comic stand-up routines. However, if you bothered to take a second glance he wasn't all that bad looking; a few spots freckled an otherwise smooth face and his eyes were a cutie doe blue offset by stylishly messy jet black hair. Sarah, studying him, caught his eyes wandering to her blouse. Favouring him with a charming but blunt smile she took her receipt and, spinning on her heels, exited the gas station.

She prided herself on being in command. At 29 she was successful and relatively well off by virtue of her inheritance and self-made success. She had no need for a man. When she needed sex she went out and 9.5 times out of 10 got it. In the morning she was polite but short and exchange of numbers were rare and only granted to the privileged few that impressed her sufficiently to be useful in the future.

The wine and its companion glass chimed in harmony in the back as the BM grappled with the scrub cum car park. She was going to have a midnight liquid picnic, 'me time' as kitsch self help books called it. Laying back and pouring herself a glass of Shiraz she lay down flat on her back and, letting her mind wander, gazed at the milky black/blue of a moonlit sky....

***

He announced his presence by grinding his body right into hers. Spinning around she ground him back and as she did she felt beneath his jeans a hard cock; hard enough and big enough to interest her. After an hour of dancing, drinking and mindless chatter she decided to make her move. Her hands raced up the inside of his leg and she whispered: "follow me and I'll give you what you want..."

...a sharp pain shot up his neck as he was backed towards the bed. Resistance was futile. Her tongue was licking around his nipples teasing him until the moment when she bit down hard. Flinching he put his hand on her shoulders but she countered by drawing herself into a sitting position. Now her whole body weight was keeping him pinned to the bed...

... his cock swelling with cum he was caught between the shock of the pain and his growing desire to penetrate her. Sitting on-top of him she just leered and started rhythmically rubbing her moist pussy against himself. It was hard enough to thrust into her now but she refused to sit on it, instead she continued massaging it. Digging her nails into his exposed flesh she pinned his shoulders to the bed and continued to tease...

***

Her hand slid under the lip of her jeans as she sunk her fingers into her crimson red panties. She teased herself by stroking her clit with her fingertip...

Bored of teasing herself she pressed her finger firmly down on her clit and started rubbing firmly; her legs were wide open, welcoming. Button after button on her chemise popped open as her free hand craved her supple breasts crowned by erect nipples. The same leer creased her face as she massaged her breast and experienced the satisfaction of that first thrust as her fingers rammed themselves into the waiting hole.

Inside it was warm as her juices bubbled. She thrust hard and deep making sure she didn't neglect to stroke against the soft roof inside her. Her nails inflicted a pleasurable pain as they jarred against her tender flesh.

"Do you need any help there?"

It was as she had been hit with a splash of cold water. Withdrawing her fingers quickly and fumbling with the buttons on her blouse she substituted words for incoherent mumbles of rejection.

"Don't stop. You were obviously enjoying yourself."

The voice was deep and masculine; she stopped trying to cover herself and turned to see as much as she could of the man. Set against the moon she could see a bulky silhouette but absolutely no detail of his face or body.

She was speechless.

"Well??"

He moved closer to her; the moon vanished behind his advancing form. Standing next to her he removed his clothes and tossed them to one side. Like a rabbit trapped caught in headlights she was frozen, transfixed as he moved to take her. She could see that his cock was hardening in anticipation and as he straddled her she felt drawn to it. As she rose her blouse fell away. Rather than feast on him straight away she placed her tongue tip at the base of the shaft; slowly she worked her tongue tip upwards enjoying every second. Feeling the rougher flesh of the shaft give way to the head she opened her mouth and took his cock into her mouth whole; until she could feel it's head pressing against the back of her throat. Having her take him inside of her pleased him immensely however he was going to make her beg; build her up to the point where she was consumed by the need to be penetrated. Pushing her away he pinned her shoulders to the ground:

"Now where were you?"

Spreading her legs he drew the half empty bottle of Shiraz from the darkness; between her legs was a furnace, cum was seeping from her pussy. As he poured the Shiraz between her legs she flinched. No time was wasted in lapping up; against the soft tender flesh of her pussy his tongue felt rough. Rather than plunge his tongue into her he licked the sides teasing her softly and encouraging the cavity to release cum. He wanted her moist and ready for his cock.

She was oblivious as he reared up to mount her fully. Her head was pushed right back into the sand: as she lay there he began ravishing her body pinning her arms back again. His teeth bit down hard into the tender flesh of her neck as his pulsating cock sunk deep into her pussy. Pain from his biting teeth was mixed with the pleasure of feeling his flesh inside her.

Faster and faster he thrust into her. She was getting impatient; she wanted him to cum in her now and she limply attempted to scratch him. Cum was filling his cock but he was determined not to release it. Her efforts to hurry him on only made him draw things out more; rather than thrusting, he pounded now. He was smirking in the dark, loving every minute of her growing desperation.

When he felt he was nearing climax he gently kissed her face and her neck; brushing them with his lips. Then as he knew he could hold himself no more he dived to the nape of her neck and clamped his teeth down hard; at exactly the same moment his cock exploded, pumping his juice into her. For a fraction of a second she was shocked then the shock produced a spasm; her body convulsed as she let her juice gush. Moaning and gasping for breath she was lost for words as he withdrew and begun to dress; swiftly she re-packed the car and made her way home.