Aquatic animalistic fucking. You were warned.
She had the audacity to laugh at him again. She was lying in front of him, sprawled out in the warm, wet sand, shaking with the joy of schadenfreude. She pressed two palms to her firm stomach as if she was afraid that her questionable delights would tear her apart, and when her giggles finally died away, she pulled her bare legs up, bending each knee for better leverage while she sat up to face him.
"Very funny," he said with an annoyed bitterness in his voice while trying to get rid of the stubborn sea kelp that got tangled in his damp hair.
"It is, indeed!" She confirmed with a titter and crawled closer to him to help him get rid of the slick plants. He had to admit that he was annoyed, because throwing nasty things at each other wasn't exactly what he had had in mind when he asked her out to spend the night at the remote beach. At least her breasts were now in line with his eyes as she kneeled up to comb his hair with her slender fingers and the closeness of the barely covered mounds served as compensation for all the mockery he had to suffer in the past half hour.
"But, hey, it does look good on you, it matches with the color of your eyes."
Laugh burst out of her once again, and this time he knew he wouldn't let her get away easily. Both of his hands disappeared in the shallow saltwater around them and he secretly grabbed two handfuls of muddy sand.
He took her by surprise when he lifted his hands up, slapping sand on the top of her chest, cheekily spreading it further below, where her wet bindings covered her cold tits.
A jolt of pleasure ran through both of their bodies when for a fraction of a second his hands touched her protruding nipples, but he didn't dare to keep his fingers there, and fearing her imminent revenge, he tried to crawl away.
A moment later, it turned out that there was nothing to be afraid of; she stood up, laughing, and casually walked towards deeper waters to clean herself. He enjoyed the view with an open mouth, but wordlessly. When she was finished, she started to walk towards him and the way her hips swayed with every step she made, left him breathless.
She smiled at him with all the confidence of a born sea goddess and when she reached him, she casually sat on his lap, grinding on his half-grown hardness with an unconcealed certainty. He reached up behind her, ghosting along her spine until he reached her shoulder blades where his hands rested before he started to bring her closer to quench his thirst for her with a kiss…
She laughed up again and pushed him hard on the chest, causing him to lose balance and end up in the slimy mud with a sudden splash. He didn't let her win. He grabbed her wrists and pulled her on top of him then he bucked his hips to make her flip over and finally, he was the one laughing at her as he pinned her down.
The unexpected flow of events took her by surprise, so she didn't move, just panted quietly while he was towering over her with a triumphant smile. Still holding her tight, he ducked his head down and stole a kiss from her, then straightened himself and just looked at the girl under him with adoring eyes. She returned his gaze and leaned down to her once again, this time with a much slower motion. He pressed his mouth to hers, enjoying the feel of her velvety lips, then his tongue begged for entrance, which it was granted, and as their kiss deepened, his fingers came off from her wrists and cupped her face.
Then they lazily slid down to her neck and light tips caressed her from jawline to collarbone and back. She tilted her head and nipped at his lower lip, occasionally biting it a little harder, making him sigh with muffled moans. His hands became braver and landed on her breasts, kneading and squeezing them before his eager fingers found and untied the knot that was holding her bindings together.
Without breaking their kiss, he managed to unwrap her from the unnecessary piece of clothing and he quickly threw it away somewhere far from the greedy waves of the sea.
He left her mouth and started to lick her, first between her freed breasts, enjoying the sweet taste of her skin mixed with the salty water. She took a sharp breath when he finally latched to her left nipple, sucking it quite forcefully, while he rubbed the right with his thumb. He switched breasts, he licked the right one now with long tongue strokes while he pinched the left with his thumb and index finger, twisting it until she moaned into the night.
His tongue was still busy with her right nipple when his hands slipped down to free her and himself from their underwears, throwing them away, too. Soon it was just skin under his skin, warmth and wetness. His cock was poking at her entrance and he was still occupied with her tits when she laced wet fingers around him and started to rub her clit with the tip of his hardness while pumping him in a tight grip.
He had to pull away from her a little to look into her eyes. She was still simultaneously pleasuring both of them and looked at him flirtatiously through the shade of her long eyelashes.
An honest "I love you, Astrid," tore up from his throat and he looked down between them, shivering at the sight of their swollen, throbbing sexes in contact.
She reached up for his shoulder with her free hand and brought him down.
"Fuck me as hard as you can," she whispered and this single sentence almost killed him. He nodded and placed a small peck on the corner of her mouth, then gently removed her hand from his penis. He crawled down a little and slid his arms under the crooks of her knees, lifting her legs up before spearing her with one swift move.
The waves swallowed her scream, but he heard it clearly, and it made his body boil with a ravenous lust he hadn't felt ever before. His hips were moving fast and he speared her again and again, making her squeak one second and growl another. He was breathless while he was watching himself fully disappear in her then re-appear again, glistening with her juices.
He lift her legs further up and placed them on his shoulders then pressed his chest to hers while she crossed her feet at the nape of his neck. He leaned closer to her neck and started to lick her, occasionally grazing the sensitive skin with his teeth, while still fucking her as if there was no tomorrow.
It wasn't a dream come true, it was a lot more, for he had never had the courage to imagine having sex with her in such an explicit way.
He started to suck on her pulse point and removed his hands from her legs, slipping them under her butt. He squeezed her buttocks hard and scratched them with his nails while still pumping her, making her tremble under him like a dry leaf in the wind. He left his right hand under her ass to keep her in place and slid the other between them where their sexes were joined. When his fingers were moist enough, they snaked between her butt cheeks and after drawing a couple of small circles around her forbiddenness, he buried his index finger inside her.
Another raspy cry left her mouth and he smiled into her neck - she was most definitely enjoying his actions as much as he did. He kept on fingering and fucking her and soon she begged for one more finger and more fuck, which almost made him come, but he managed to keep himself together and continued to give her the utmost pleasures.
Then her orgasm started. First her feet started to feel stiff around his neck, then she clenched around his cock so hard that it was almost painful. She turned towards him, searching for his mouth and there was a sharp contrast between the tender kiss they shared and their rough contact between their legs.
There was no point in holding back anymore, so he removed his fingers from her and again, fondled her ass with two hands. He slowed his movements and she dug into his back with sharp nails, ploughing deep red lines into his skin.
They both started to come. It was unhurried but hard, less rough, more sweet and their loving kisses swallowed their muffled moans.
They collapsed in each other's arms.
"Huh. That was something," stated Astrid a little later while she was drawing lazy lines with her fingers into his scalp.
He smiled into the crook of her neck. Then grabbed a handful of wet sand and spread it on her bare stomach.
