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Steamy Shores

... you."

His warm hands traced up my abdomen again, making me shiver with unquenched need. He took his time caressing my breasts, teasing me with gentle touches and light squeezes as he applied sunscreen.

I squirmed under his touch, pressing my thighs together, trying to relieve the growing ache between my legs. It didn't work.

"Let's have a dip in the cool water," Sir said as he got up from the beach towel, extending his hand to help me up.

I hesitantly took his hand, frustrated that he didn't deliver on the promise.

"Don't make that face," he said as we walked toward the ocean.

"What face?" I snapped.

He chuckled and said, "Of a kid who didn't get their ice cream."

I rolled my eyes, and he playfully splashed water at me, causing me to shriek. He knew I'd get him back, so he threw himself into the water and laughed as he swam away from me. I chased after him, knowing I had little chance of catching up due to my poor swimming skills.

Suddenly, he turned around, his knee-shivering smile widening as he began swimming back towards me. When he reached me, he grabbed my hand, pulling me closer to him.

As we floated in the water, I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, feeling his erection press against me. He was just as turned on as I was! A smug smile played on my lips as I kissed him, pushing my body against his.

"I want to fuck you in the ocean," he whispered huskily against my lips.

"Oh," was all I could manage to say. ...

... "But how?"

"Let's get back to the shallow waters," he suggested.

"Okay," I replied, unsure how it would be possible to have sex with the waves crashing around us.

As we made our way towards the shallows, I asked, "Did you ever have sex in the ocean before?"

He chuckled softly. "Yeah, with my ex."

Unlike me, she was a free spirit who was always willing to try new things. I knew he was with me for a reason, but I always felt like I was competing with her.

Sir stopped, the water reaching to his waist as he turned to face me. I placed my hands on his shoulders, and as my feet touched the sandy ocean floor, the water reached up to my chest. His hands rested on my hips as we stood there.

"Grab my cock, position it, and wrap one leg around me." He smiled as if he dared me to do it, probably thinking I wouldn't have the courage.

I wasn't about to back down from his challenge, so I boldly reached down and gripped his cock, pulling it out of his swim trunks. As I positioned it between my legs, he grabbed my ass and pulled me closer to him. With my small finger, I pulled aside my bikini bottom, allowing the bulbous head to sink into my depths.

I wrapped my right leg around his waist, his rock-hard cock sliding effortlessly inside me. His hands gripped my cheeks as he thrust deeper, and I placed my hands on his shoulders for balance.

Sir wasted no time as he set a relentless pace, driving deeper with each powerful thrust. My inner walls clenched and tingled, ...