Sexcapades 2

It had been a few days since their last sexcapade, they had kept in touch but barely, the occasional text message and brief phone calls – just enough to let each other know hey I’m thinking about you. These lust struck paramours have been at this for some time now, they had almost perfected this dance – their habitual spontaneity had kept this fresh and exciting and showed no sign of letting up.  Terrance and Rachel were an odd pairing, but they worked, they knew how to push all of each other’s right and wrong buttons, they were a dangerous combination of love and lust – but a delicious and addictive combination all the same. The week was drawing to an end and Terrance was jonesing for a bit of Rachel.  

“Hey babes how are you doing, what are you up to?” He asked “Nothing baby, just home relaxing – feeling lazy” she replied. “So, what do you say to me picking up a bottle and some ice, and you bringing the cooler and cups and we go chill by the beach, have a few drinks and watch the sunset” he suggested. “That does not sound like a half bad plan at all. Should I meet you there or are you picking me up?” “We can roll in one car babes, yours or mine doesn't matter, we liming” he replied. “Ok cool, see you in a few” she said.

They arrived on the beach in her car, the weather was perfect – a few clouds over head, bright Caribbean sun over the horizon, seagulls circling above, clear water gently kissing the shore…picture perfect. She popped the boot of the car to get out the cooler and the blanket, that’s all they really needed, a blanket to sit, cups, ice alcohol, hours of meaningless but entertain conversation would follow the deeper down the bottle they got.

As the sunset and the alcohol level diminished the conversation went on, more entertaining and slightly more amorous and flirtatious – as dusk crept in it seemed to bring along with it a bit of mischief. Beach goers had left and they were all alone, nothing but twilight, a blanket, an empty bottle and lascivious thoughts. She leaned over to him and whispered “I’m not wearing panties.” He smiled devilishly knowing exactly what that meant. She looked at him, placed the tip of one finger in her mouth tilted her head smiled and said “Can I just sit on it?” Before he could say yes she began to undo his pants. Gosh! She was fumbling a bit, taking too much time – his cock was throbbing with anticipation of being inside her from the time she said she had no panties. Terrance interrupted her attempt at getting his pants off – he unfasten his belt and slide his pants just past his ass, now his cock was in full view. “Hmmm!” Rachel looked down at Terrance’s erect cock with much delight, and took it in her hand and stroked it gently. She got to her knees hiked up her boyfriend skirt, straddled him and moved on her knees till she was kneeling over his cock – between the alcohol and the thought of fucking out in the open she was every much aroused. She placed her cup in her mouth and held it with her teeth, with what was left of her drink, took his cock with her right hand and guided it to her anxious pussy, then slowly sat down on his cock feeling every bit of it slide into her. Her head tilted back in pleasure, as she took the last swig of her drink.

“Don’t move, I just want to feel you inside me” she said. He leaned back, his hands in the sand, and back braced against the cooler, and smiled up at her. She slowly started to move on his dick – rhythmic motions almost in sync with the ebb and flow of the waves gently hitting the shore. Rachel rocked a bit quicker now on his cock, damn it felt good, “sorry baby, I can’t just sit on it” she muttered. He certainly could not just sit there and be ridden, he liked active participation – Terrance began to rock his hip up so he could get deeper inside her. As she rocked her pelvis forward onto his, he thrust into her. She bit her lower lip and smiled crookedly at him “hmmm, that’s not fair, to me you weren't supposed to move” she whispered.  “I couldn't help it baby, you were having all the fun.”

Rachel’s movements became more vigorous, harder, faster, she put her arms on his shoulders – her pelvis jamming him harder and harder, the sound of moist flesh rubbing against each other becoming more prominent. “fuck, baby, I’m cumming baby…hmmmmmmmm” she climaxed with quiet intensity biting down on her lower lip hard. She remained on his dick, her pussy pulsing; intermittently she would tighten the inner walls of her pussy around his still erect cock. “Get up get up, I have an idea” she said with a tone of excitement and mischief. Terrance pulled up his pants as he stood up, she grabbed the cooler and dragged it across to the car; she placed it up against the front of the car. “Come, sit” she said to Terrance. Terrance had a slightly curious expression, what is she up to now. He sat on the cooler, rest his back against the car and placed his elbows on the hood of the car. “Take off your pants.”  Never a dull moment with this woman he thought, but of course he obliged. She straddled him and sat on his cock – she always enjoyed riding his cock, it allowed her to look down at his body and touch it as she rode him, she loved his body as much as she loved him.

She squatted on his cock, hmmm, man on cooler by the beach, me on his cock, interesting she thought. Rachel raised herself slightly off his cock, she wanted him to look at it disappear into that pussy he loved so much. She knew watching her fuck him turned him on. She sank back down onto his dick and Terrance let out a moan of pleasure – she slowly came back up, till all that was inside her was the head of his throbbing cock, she stayed there for a bit and began to gyrate on his cock head. Good lawd! That sensation sent shivers down his spine and caused his balls to constrict just a bit. Fuck this woman knows how to fuck me he thought.

Rachel placed her hands against Terrance’s chest, arched her back slightly and slowly sank back on his cock till her pelvis was pressed firmly against his. She came back up his cock quickly and back down again, she was truly riding him like a jokey riding a thoroughbred stallion – up and down his cock she moved with focused intent, one mission, make him explode inside of her.  Coolers were not designed for sex, but the improvised use was not bad at all, Terrance involuntarily began to slide off the cooler with every intense thrust of Rachel’s pelvis, he could not be bothered to re-position himself because it felt too good. “Baby you comfortable” she asked “Yeah baby I’m good” he replied. By this time his elbow was off the hood and barely on the cooler, his head was on the car and his ass was practically off the cooler.

“Wait, stop” Rachel said “why what happen” he asked.” “A vehicle is coming” The high beam of the oncoming vehicle shone in their direction. Rachel dismounted Terrance quickly, pulled down her skirt and stood up – Terrance brought his pants up and fastened it quickly. She sat on the hood of the car, while Terrance stood in front her; they embrace each other and pretended to be in intimate conversation. The vehicle continued away from them. As it faded, Terrance began kissing Rachel intensely; his cock had never gone flaccid while they waited to see where the vehicle was headed. He spun Rachel around, bent her onto the hood of the car, hiked up her skirt and spread her legs open – he took his cock in his hand rubbed it up and down her wet pussy and shoved it in deep and hard. She let out a sound somewhere between pleasure and pain, anticipation and surprise. Terrance began pounding away at her pussy like he had not just had it a few seconds ago, like she had been rationing the pussy and all he wanted to do now was fuck her senseless and buss a nut. He gripped her hips firmly with both hands and pulled her back on his cock hard as he thrust his pelvis forward. She felt it deep, it felt good, but she could not let out the scream of ecstasy she wanted to, so she bit down on her lip. Faster and harder he pushed and pulled her away sinking his cock deep inside her every time he pulled her to him. His jooks and thrust got harder and faster, he gripped her hips tighter, dropped his head back and looked up at the night sky, mouth opened in pleasure and he sank deep into her pussy. Terrance’s body began to terrible, Rachel could feel his cock getting harder, she knew what that meant, she began to push back on his cock, with every pull at her hip she pushed back on his cock sinking it deeper still. “fuck baby, fuck fuck ooooooooooohhhhhhhh.” His cum shot out of him into her wet pussy as he gripped her hips with the same intensity of his orgasm – he felt his balls shrivel as his cock spasm releasing every drop of his cum into her. “Ah fuck!” “That was fucking good.” He collapsed onto Rachel’s back. “Fucking awesome” she said. “So now that we've fucked, drank all the rum and we’re not drunk what next” Rachel asked. Terrance slowly withdrew from her pussy, pulled up his pants, looked at her, smiled and replied “next lime.”