Out of the Blue, Part 2. - Sex Stories

Out of the Blue, Part 2.

... she grabbed my hand and held it there. It was such a fantastic sight, her opened up wide, naked below the waist. I wanted to feast my eyes on the spectacle, but had to only take glances and keep my eyes on the road. Oh for technology to be 50 years advanced, so I could have blinked my eyes and a camera mounted on sunglasses would have taken a high definition photo. I would be still looking at the photos today and masturbating, over them. We were almost back at the flat, and I didn’t want this to stop, I was so fucking horny. So I drove around the block and headed for Wainui Beach, telling Rachael we were off on an adventure. She didn’t comment at on our change in direction, she was lost in the pleasure she was receiving. I knew a good park-up spot at the beach, where I knew we would be all alone at this time of the day. It would have been a lot more comfortable back in her bed, but comfort was not on the agenda, I wanted to see her naked outdoors, something that has always tuned me on. We hadn’t gone far, when Rachael started directing my fingers into her now very, very wet pussy. I pushed two fingers in as deep as I could get them, then out and down her slit to her ass, then back up to her clit and then easing the lips apart, pushed them fully to the hilt again. Shit I was horny and now very hard again. I couldn’t wait to get to the beach; still a good 15 minutes away. We had to drive right down the main street of Gisborne, with all the Saturday shoppers about. I had to stop ...

... at a couple of the intersections for pedestrians, Rachael panicked, reached back and took the blanket from the back seat and put it in her lap, she was realising by now, that I wasn’t going to stop, even if we got caught. At each intersection I had to change down a gear with my hand, elbow on the steering wheel to keep the car straight, and the same when I changed up through the gears again. But I never missed a beat with the other hand; slowly stroking two fingers into her very wet, very tight little pussy. I glanced over at Rachael, she had her eyes squeezed shut, with a look of blissful concentration on her face. Fuck this was good; she’s seventeen, half my age, I just can’t believe my luck. We had cleared the main drag, so there were now hardly any people walking beside the road out to Wainui. I pulled my hand away, took a hold of the blanket and flicked it over to the back seat, giving me back my view of Rachael’s wide open legs and wet pussy. I moved my fingers back onto her slit, but had to look at the road. No problem, Rachael took my hand and pulled my fingers back into her. This quite, shy, beautiful girl was so turned on, that she had finally overcome her ingrained inhibitions. Finally we arrived at the beach. I got out, opened her door and taking the blanket, helped her over the style and onto the bank above the beach. We walked around behind some bushes that hid us from the road, where I laid the blanket out and lowered Rachael down. She pulled me down on top of ...