an older woman is seduced by a younger man
The sun beat down on the lone sunbather. Her sun tan cream and sweat formed some kind of protection against the sun. The cool water of the sea called out to her, time and time again. She wanted to feel its caress on her naked skin, to swim in its glory. She wanted to feel every part of her body touched. She wanted to feel at one with nature, and with her self.
The towel on the beach and her book were put away. She always had this beach at this time to herself. She knew it would be hours till anybody disturbed her. Only Mad Dogs and Englishmen went out in the mid day sun, after all. She got up, the sun beating down on her perspiring body, she ran into the sea, her sand covered torso and legs instantly being cleaned.
She swam around for maybe half an hour, the time seemed to evaporate the longer she stayed in. She wanted to stay there forever, but she realised that like a lover’s embrace, she had to break it soon. She swam to the shore, the hot sun still beating down on her. She went back to her towel, and slowly, gently, dried herself of. She didn’t see the lone figure approach her, until she saw his shadow, cast against her face, and across her torso.
He must have been in his early twenties. His rippling muscles and smooth torso were tanned. She looked into his calm eyes, as he softly, but surely spoke to her.
‘You know’ he said ‘you really shouldn’t have been out in the sea by yourself just then.’
‘Oh.’ she said, half apologetically, half in defiance, she felt like a small child being told of.
‘No. The currents are dangerous sometimes. We wouldn’t want you to be dragged out to sea.’
‘No.’ she said.
‘I can stay and keep you company, if you like.’
‘Oh, really, shall I put some clothes on then?.’
‘No. I will take mine of’ he said.
She hoped he was joking. She raised an eyebrow, as his arms moved down to his trunks. In one swift movement, he had pulled them of, and there he stood, as naked and vulnerable as she was.
‘Would you like me to rub in some of your sun tan oil?’ he asked.
‘What?’ she asked, of this boy, now naked, well endowed, and half her age.
‘Going in the sea will have washed it away from you. We would not want you to get sunstroke now, would we?’
No she thought. But she was going to let somebody’s son stroke her now. She put out the towel again, and lay on her stomach. She felt his strong, but gentle hands softly applying the oil to her skin. She felt them rub her shoulders, across her neck, down her back, across the smooth, raised expanse of her buttocks, down her thighs, along her calves to her heels.
‘Now turn over, please.’ he asked
Carefully, she did as she was asked. She saw the rise in his penis, and he noticed the swelling in her nipples. She closed her eyes against the fierce glare of the sun. Again, she felt, his strong, young hands, and the slickness of the suntan oil on her skin. He slowly, gently rubbed some of it into her face, over her neck. She grinned, and sighed, as the unaccustomed touch of a hand unleashed pent up feelings in one breast, and then in another.
For a moment, his hand stayed on her nipples, slowly rubbing the cream until it dissolved against her skin. His hands moved over the flatness of her stomach, the slick feel of the suntan cream against her skin. His hands, slowly, expertly, moved down to her legs, coating her inner thighs, until she was no longer certain what was her perspiration or the suntan cream on her skin.
Finally, he moved to her vulva. The slickness of the cream against her skin, and his young hands, bought out illicit gasps in her. Under lidded eyes, she saw the need in him. She wanted him so badly.
She got up, and kissed him on his lips. Her hand moved down his stiffening cock, eliciting from him a low groan. Slowly, expertly, her hands bought him to his full attention. She looked at his penis, it was huge, and she didn’t know if she could take all of it.
She pushed him onto the ground. She slowly lowered himself onto him. She saw the feelings of pleasure that she was creating in this youth. She felt his strong hands on her breast, she watched, as slowly, her nipples swelled. She felt his strength as she kissed him, him rolling her unto her back. She felt an indescrible animal lust overtake her.
He thrust into her, as her hands moved over his strong buttocks, his lips moved to her nipples, as she started to feel sensations she had long forgotten about. She felt his grunting, as his thrusting gathered pace, she felt her back, slick with sweat and the sun tan cream as she moved around the sand. She heard his grunting, as his seed forcefully left his body, but still he continued. She felt the intensity of her own sensations build, as the first swelling of her own Orgasm approached, her cries and ecstacy exploded across her face, and out of her lips.
He gently kissed her pouting lips. The sighing from their orgasms had subsided, to a gentle warmth that spread through their bodies.
‘Come on.’ he said, getting up from her. She watched, as he and his still stiff cock ran down to the edge of the sea. She followed him, as she began to hear voices from the nearby cove. They both dived, gratefully, hungrily into the sea. She felt his strong arms around her waist. He felt his lips against her right nipple, now her left one. She felt his lips against her clitoris. She felt his tongue, and his warm breath against her intimately.
She felt him stop, as once more she felt his engorged, eager, hungry penis inside her. She felt helpless, as he pulled her closer to him. Their lust filled lips hungrily devoured each other. She felt a need in herself. She felt him moving deeper inside her then anybody else had ever done. She lent back, letting him do all of the work.
She felt the sturdy, fast, thrusting of his loins within her. She felt them both being driven forward, faster and faster. The sensations inside found a release, as sound and crying burst forth from her lips. He kissed her, slowly, ravenously. His own grunting joined in rhythm with hers, as the sexual tension was released within both of their bodies. She felt his seed released within, as her own feelings and excitement subsided. As their breath returned to normal, they held each other tightly, neither one wanting to let the other one go, but knowing that they must.
He was the first to let go. He left the sea, and headed up the still deserted beach. She watched, his powerful haunches, and buttocks walking away from her. She knew that she would not feel them again. Wistfully, she headed up the beach, and joined him. He was already back in his swimming trunks. He went to speak to her, but she covered his lips with a kiss. He removed his lips from hers, and moved his mouth down the rest of her body. She sighed, as the first roars of her third orgasm were awoken. His strong, sturdy hands moved down to her clitoris, his powerful fingers causing sensations she never knew existed. As her knees buckled, and she sighed, he slowly kissed her, leaving her alone on the beach, as the warmth and excitement within her subsided once again to nothing.
She was awoken moments later by the sound of laughter. The sun had gone from the sky, only to be replaced by the long shadows that now hung over her. For the first time that day, she was aware of her nakedness. She hurriedly found her towel, and the swimming costume that she had abandoned earlier in the day. Covering up her tanned body, the sheer enormity of her recent erotic adventures over took her. She picked up her book, and headed back to the hotel. She hoped to see her lover again, but part of her wanted their meeting and parting to only have happened that day.
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