A Secret Fuck on the Beach, (a true story) - Sex Stories

A Secret Fuck on the Beach, (a true story)

... shades I wore, my head down into the breeze coming from behind, my eyes scanning the sand-line, until it delved in slightly, similar to where we had spread our towels, and there again I saw his towel, a bright yellow, and I looked back to where my husband lay, but I could not see him, but I could see the man to my left, now standing upright, totally naked and with an erection, which he showed proudly. I stopped atop my kaftan and removed my glasses, 'Good Morning', I said politely, we were separated by a few strides, 'Holla', he replied, or something like that, his eyes traversing my nudity, as my own eyes shamefully focused on his erect penis. I bent and picked up my kaftan, my nipples aching, the oil I had thankfully put on covering my self lubricating between my thighs, 'Please come', he suggested for me to join him on his towel, his erection now erect to an inclined angle, showing he was ready to fuck. I smiled, showing my teeth, still warm to him, 'My husband is waiting for me', I said, not really making any effort to run away, even as his penis showed he wanted to ravish me at that very moment. He mockingly tilted his head as if looking for him, then looking at me straight in the eye, he said, 'You fuck this', and as he said it, he took hold of his cock and started to masturbate. I was almost faint with desire, 'Not just now, maybe later', I replied half-heartedly, as I wanted to lie down at that very moment and fuck with him, and as I spoke he started to look as if he ...

... was about to offload a cannon shot, and even though I was in the realms of titillation, I did not want him to cum right now, as I wanted to build up towards my fuck, by showing myself and teasing him. I frantically look back to see if my husband was near, 'Wait', I said, and went gingerly back down the beach a few steps at a time until I could see my husband and where we were encamped, he was lying down on his towel, with a hat covering his face and a pair of ear buds plugged-in. I quickly recovered those few steps, this time finishing closer to him, so close as to reach out and take hold of his cock, 'You', I said thickly, 'you fuck me now', and as I asked him my knees buckled, it was the first time I asked an older man to fuck me for the sake of my pleasure. 'Sure', he said with a powerfully deep masculine dominance, and he spun me with ease and bent me forward, 30 seconds later he was all the way up inside me, fucking me like a rag doll, don't get me wrong I was pushing back with as much desire as he was trying to poke a hole in my stomach. The fuck was incredible it was what I needed, but then with horror and in my haste I realized he was bare-backing me, and I was not on the pill, plus I was ovulating, so any semen would be ready to ripen my egg lying in my fallopian tube, the thought of it, being fertilized added to the thrill even though I knew it was all wrong. 'Condom', I said between the gasps as he thrust in and out of me, I was finding too hard to stop, as I was ...