Summer Night – Day 2
We had such a good time the day before when we partied at the bar, listening to the band and then having our own personal sex session on the beach at night.
As the next day started, we spent it on the beach, drinking pretty hard and just enjoying the sunshine and each other. The day itself was uneventful and I just got to enjoy watching my wife walk up and down the beach and being looked at by everyone. I noticed at least 5-6 guys during our walk who were trying to use their phones like they were recording something, but they all turned at the same rate at which my wife walked by. We both had a good chuckle about it.
Long day in the sun, got cleaned up and went out for dinner. Just relaxed, had a couple more drinks and both of fell asleep. We woke up about midnight and I said we should head downstairs out to the beach again. We were going home the next day and we don’t get this type of weather back home, so lets enjoy it.
We walked the beach again to about the same spot as the night before. There was more light this night so I had an even better view of my wife. We sat on the bench. She had wore a light blue t-shirt dress that I could easily pull down and play with her tits. She stood up and pulled off the dress and I began to touch her entire body.
She heard someone coming, so quickly got dressed and we waited for them to pass. They may not have seen us, but we could definitely see them. She got up from the bench and started to head back to the hotel. I assumed this meant nothing was going to happen tonight.
She walked in front of me and reached back to grab my cock. She unzipped my shorts and pulled it out. She turned me around, pushed me down on the sand and sat right on top of my cock. I could see her body in the light and pulled her top down releasing her breasts. She was moving up and down in such a way so that she could feel the head of my cock pressing hard against her as she slid down on it.
She was really enjoying riding my cock and was beginning to moan lightly, which she doesn’t do frequently. She began to move her hips with more power and was sliding up and down at a very quick pace. I was reaching my breaking point, and reached climax on the beach.
We got ‘cleaned’ up and headed back to the hotel, knowing we may not see this beach again in quite some time. Another great night on the beach.
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