Uninhibited Beach Encounters – Chapter 2 – Payback

Thoughts of last week’s intense anonymous sexual encounter with the mystery woman here on the beach have his body buzzing as he enjoys another soul-satisfying naked walk along the beautiful white sand.

Rounding a sandy point, he comes upon a small cove where the palm trees grow only fifty feet from the shoreline.  Padding along this gorgeous stretch, populated by only a handful of people in the distance, he passes a woman relaxing on her back on a small blanket nestled in a grove of palms.
If only.  He says to himself momentarily fantasizing about the mystery woman, feeling his cock stir at the thought.
The fantasy fills his thoughts as he continues up the beach lost in thoughts of the impulsiveness and deeply satisfying eroticism of their impromptu fuck.

Reaching a more populated section of the beach, he turns back, preferring the solitude of the mostly deserted section, at least for today.
Again seeing the woman on the blanket, his libido influenced mind has him passing closer while stupidly fantasizing about lightning striking twice.
The sight of her long legs, tight abs, and perky tits draw him to walk close to her nude body, doing his best not to violate her private space.
The closer he gets, the more he likes what he sees, allowing his fantasies to run wild as he steps to her feet blocking her afternoon sun.
The woman raises her sunglasses.  “Move along pervert”
She watches as his eyes travel over her fit nude body, responding with “beautiful”
She says nothing even as he drops to his knees between her slightly spread legs – his hungry cock at full attention.
“You think you can just take what you want?” she asks.
“You did, last week”.
“Oh, I remember you now” she responds with a smile, relaxed and clasping her hands behind her head.
“I’m glad I was memorable” he says while easing his fingers over her firm tanned thighs.

Spreading her legs slightly wider she tells him how much she enjoys the feeling of the warm sun and soft breezes between her legs.
He glides the backs of his fingers over her clit and glistening petals and begins to very lightly stroke her.
“Something like this?”
“Mmmmmm, yes, but even better”.

“I enjoy those sensations as well – laying on the beach with the sun on my entire body, and that stimulating sensation of the breezes drifting up my inner thighs and over my sensitive balls up to the underside of my shaft”.
She sits half way up with one arm extended behind her, and looking deep into his eyes runs her fingertips lightly up his inner thigh, then over his firm balls, continuing up the underside of his hard cock with a featherlight touch causing it to stiffen even further.
“Something like that?”
“Yes, but so much better”

He eases his fingers off her wet lower lips and takes his time coating her erect nipples with those slick juices before licking them clean.
“Mmmmmmm, my nipples are so sensitive. See how they turn to diamond points as the breeze dries them?
He responds in the affirmative while exploring those diamond points with stimulating circles and light pinches.
“Not a tanline to be found” he says, returning his fingers to intensifying strokes between her legs.
“I’m not a fan” she responds, now squeezing, twisting, and stroking his erection with a technique that could eventually bring him to orgasm without ever increasing per pace.  “It looks like yours are nicely fading”. she adds.

He sits back on his heels and and takes her left foot in his hand.  Softly, slowly, teasingly,  he kisses his way from her nicely manicured toes, along the side of her arch, lingering at her ankle before inching up her inner calf. She purrs as his lips ease ever so slowly up her firm right inner thigh while caressing her left with his fingers. He teasingly kisses the shaved-bare skin around her moist pussy, enjoying her encouraging moans but resisting the temptation touch his lips to her sensitive Sex.  After a two minute tease, he finally runs the tip of his tongue lightly over her wet petals and firm clit eliciting soft moans of pleasure.
She lays back, relaxed and submitted to him.

He takes his time in kissing every inch of her well defined abs before turning his attention to those full natural breasts, kissing them for a minute each until her erect nipples lure his soft tongue, eliciting a sensual moan.
Moving up to straddle her abs, he takes her hands and kisses her slender fingers before pinning her wrists to the blanket on either side of her head.  With his tight balls resting on her upper abs and hard cock between her breasts, he stares down into her mesmerizing eyes.

“Last week was so out of character for me, but I just had to” she says, running her hands over his well developed shoulders and chest.
“No regrets?”
“Oh gawd no.  I loved every second.  The memories kept me wet for days”
He grasps his turgid shaft and slowly strokes.  “A common occurrence when thinking about you and that incredibly hot encounter”. he says, looking down at her laying comfortable and relaxed, trapped naked beneath him.
“Mmmmm.  I love knowing that” she responds, replacing his hand with hers.

He lowers his lips to hers, meeting her slightly open mouth in a soul-connecting kiss – a kiss that continues as he releases her wrists then slides downward to ease his firm spear slowly, steadily into her body.  Eyes locked, he once again enjoys the sensation of her tight wet walls embracing his shaft.
Her soft hands roam over his back and buttocks as he establishes a similar rhythm to the one she kept a couple of days ago – five seconds in,,, five seconds out, repeat….

Their mouths and tongues meet again in a wonderfully erotic kiss as he steadily spears her body.
She wraps her long legs around his waist and places her heels on his ass cheeks encouraging the deepest possible penetrations as they sensually dance.
“Out of character, huh?” he inquires.
“You have no idea how much” she says with a warm smile before engaging him in a soft, tongue-dancing, erotic kiss.

She rolls them over and he spins 180 degrees so she’s facing the ocean when she mounts him.
Slipping his fingers between her legs, he gathers her wet juices on his fingertips them coats her erect nipples.
“Mmmmmmmm, I love this” she purrs, looking out over the turquoise water while feeling the breezes cool her erect nubs.
“I’m working on a concept for a sculpture inspired by our first encounter, but I haven’t quite landed on the perfect pose.  Do you like this?” she rises up until only the tip of his cock remains inside her, then places her hands on his bent knees.
“Or this?” she sinks down, taking every inch inside her body, her hands landing on his firm pecs as she stares down into his eyes.
“And half way down?”
She glides up and down his slick shaft several times then pauses with him halfway penetrated.
“Decisions decisions” he says, thrusting upward into her so she’s riding him like a slow moving mechanical bull.
“ohhhh, I like this too”
“It might have to be a series of sculptures”
“Even better” she responds, sensually gliding on each easy thrust of his hips up off the blanket.

Being an artist fits perfectly with her vibe.

She suddenly stops their motion and lays on his chest.
“Jen” she says with an eye roll.
“Jen?”
“My friend Jen, a nature photographer, is over there taking pictures of you and I in our natural habitat”  she says – nervously awaiting his reaction.
He smiles “A Humans Mating On The Beach” series?
She cocks her head as if to say ‘are you seriously ok with this?’
“A great way to capture the perfect image for your sculpture”.
She rises up slightly, pins his wrists to the blanket and stares down deep into his eyes while resuming a slow ride on his cock, responding with “Hot”
He breaks the stare to lick and lightly suck on her nipples, then returns to looking at her, enjoying the gentleness in her face and the way her shoulder-blade-length sun-bleached hair caress her bare shoulders.
A sexy playful grin comes over her face before sitting straight up to continue her sensual grind, repeating her suggested poses as the late afternoon sun beautifully highlights her body.
“Artful sex. Mmmmm”
“Kinky friend?”  he softly inquires.
“Very straight laced, so this is quite surprising”
“Sounds like something to be encouraged”
“I love that”. she says, kissing him sensually.

The awareness of being photographed soon fades as they become increasingly lost in each other – remaining in the background while inexplicably adding to the sensuality of each moment.
He flashes a mischievous grin, then rolls her off onto her side and barely skipping a beat moves in behind her. Re-entering this beautiful soul with her knees up towards her chest, he enjoys how she gently twists her upper body to allow their erotic kisses to continue. Slow steady thrusts, him fingering her clit, her hand over his feeling his slick shaft penetrating her, they dance in the warm sun – mostly for them, but not unaware of their stealthy voyeur’s lens focused on them.

“I want to see that sculpture when it’s done” – the increasing arousal level in his body turning his voice ever so slightly breathy.
“Then I will do my best to finish it before you leave the island”, her eyes turning glassy and her stare more intense.

Easing out of her, he rolls her onto her back and she instinctively raises her legs to rest her calves on his strong shoulders giving him even better access to drill into her glove tight box.
She moans “right there”, digging her fingernails into his shoulders as the head of his cock travels over her g-spot, something he repeats while enjoying the look of sensual arousal on her sun-kissed face.
They stare hard into each other’s eyes – the clicks of the camera barely audible over the sound of the one foot high waves lapping at the shoreline.
She climbs under the spell of his slow sensual penetrations as he fucks and fingers her – hitting that sensitive spot with each deep dive into her body.
Finding erotic, uninhibited, camera-friendly positions sparks unspoken arousal.

It’s during one of his deeply penetrated pauses with her on all fours that he catches his first sighting of their stealth photojournalist sitting at the base of a queen palm with her knees bent in front of her.  His eyes meet hers, her lens soon on his face capturing his intensity and how deeply he is lost in this woman.
Click, click, click, the lens now focused on his rock hard wet cock with only his head inside her.

He eases every so slowly into her, allowing Jen to capture each inch of penetration, then flips his beach fuck- buddy onto her back, her legs around his waist, staring down into her eyes with such hunger – both of them steadily climbing, climbing, climbing with each rhythmic thrust between her glove tight walls.

The horizon begins to turn a brilliant orange – something he wants her to enjoy, so he slides out of her body, again guiding her onto all fours to face the ocean and beginning of a promising sunset.

She lets out a long gasp when he re-enters her with a powerful thrust, remaining still deep inside – hungry, throbbing, enjoying her walls massaging his shaft.

Like experienced dance partners, they find the perfect alternating rhythm of his hips slowly thrusting for several seconds, then her taking over the motion as he watches her fine tight ass gliding on his granite hard dick.
The sound of rapid-fire clicks informs them that Jen has her camera taking multiple shots per second, surely capturing it all.

He leans over her back with his lips to her left ear.  “So fucking hot”
“Mmmmmm yes it is”. she moans back.

They gaze in awe at the amazing sunset developing before their eyes – both of them steadily heading towards climax.

He moans with approval as she reaches between her legs to finger her clit, running her slender fingers over his tight balls and wet cock in the process.
Jen slips momentarily into their view, capturing a straight-on shot of their sun-drenched horny bodies.  He grasps his gorgeous beach babe by the shoulders and raises her upper body with her back is against his chest.  With his hand gently on her throat, she cranes her neck around to kiss him – their tongues greeting before their lips do, her fingers first tastefully covering their union, then easing them away to reveal the explicitness of their encounter.
“I want that picture” he moans into her ear.
“Oh god yes, me too.  I’m so fucking turned on” she moans back, slipping his cock out to rub it all over her drenched pussy before guiding it back inside her.

The oranges in the sky turn deeper, and he eases her back down onto all fours, gently spreading her firm cheeks and steadily driving his hungry dick deep into her body.  She pushes her ass strongly back against him, moaning with each penetration and touch of their wet union with her roaming fingers.

He looks to the horizon to see Jen in his peripheral vision becoming blatantly bolder – dropping to her knees in her little cutoffs and tank top to capture them.

He bends over her, cupping her full breasts in his hands and breathes heavily.  His baritone vibrates in her ear “I’m so close”
“Mmmmmmmm, stay there with me” she moans back.

Shades of purple begin to blend with reds and deep oranges as the sun touches the horizon.  He kneels still, moaning louder as her sweet ass drives their penetrations until his shaft pulsates and he digs his fingernails into her hips.  She stops dead still while continuing to stroke her clit.  He clamps down to resist cumming.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh” she groans as he spread her cheeks wider and drives deep into her, then resumes his slow fuck of her beautiful body.  Seconds later, she arches her back and begins to rhythmically breathe.  He pumps steadily into her, stimulating her g-spot while climbing rapidly.  His shaft again pulsates as incredible energy races into his thighs.
Click, click, click.
They hang on the edge, looking out to the horizon now painted with unbelievably brilliant colors, completing a sensory overload that sends their bodies exploding over the edge with intense orgasmic pleasure.

“Oh gaaaaaaaaaawd” she groans out so intensely as he feels her body spasm.  His senses narrow to only the brilliant light on the horizon, a power climax electrifying his body.  She moans so sensually – her forehead dropping to the blanket as he continues to deeply slow-fuck her for a good thirty seconds.
Flying high, she rises up to again place her back against his chest prompting him to sit back on his heels.

The world around them is a blur – even their photographer as she captures their orgasmic flights.
They finally stare directly into the camera lens, letting Jen see in their facial expressions the intense sensations flowing in their minds and bodies.
“So fucking hot” he says, again leaning over her to gently bite her ear lobe.
“So fucking hot” she repeats.

The brilliant colors fade to a soft glow, and she very slowly dismounts and turns to face him sitting back on her heels, knee to knee.
They  stare wordlessly, gently touching each others firm nipples as the power of their climaxes lingers – the relatively infrequent clicks of the camera now from a discreet distance – prompting soft smiles.

He kisses her gently, receiving intoxicatingly sensual kisses in return.

“Did you see?”  he asks.
“The most brilliant psychedelic colors imaginable?” she interjects placing her hand on the side of his face.  “I was right there with you – every beautiful hypnotic color, and deeply electrifying sensation”

He rises and takes her hand, leading her to the warm water where they stand waist deep, body-to-body, engaging in another long, sensual kiss that stops and resumes countless times before coming to a tentative end.

A silent thirty second stare follows.

Click, click, click.

“Jen, come join us” she says to her friend lurking in the nearby rocks.
Jen stares, but doesn’t move.
“Yes, join us” he adds.
She tentatively approaches, taking a few pictures along the way.
Stopping at the shoreline, she appears shy with an apologetic look on her face.

“Jen, this is”
“Will” he says with a smile.
Her friend sets her camera on the rocks then wades in to shake his hand, only to be pushed into him for a hug.
“Geez, girl, you just shot the man having sex with me”
Jen is obviously on the shy side, so he hugs her lightly.
“And you are?” he asks, looking at the beautiful woman he just had amazing sex with.
“Sharla” she responds shaking his hand with a big smile on her face.

“I apologize for the intrusion.  I just had to” Jen says sheepishly.
He places his hand on her shoulder “Life opens doors of opportunity.  I’m glad you walked through this one.  We both deeply enjoyed your lens on us”
“Yes, but”
“Nothing could have distracted me from thoroughly enjoying this beautiful woman, if that’s your concern”
Sharla embraces her friend with a bear hug.
“Seeing you impulsive and lacking inhibition gave me such pleasure, Jen”
Jen clearly shows mixed emotions, but eventually reveals an affectionate smile to her friend.

They all wade out of the water and their photographer says “nice to meet you, Will” then hurries down the beach towards town while they pause for a deeply sensual kiss.
“Jen!” he shouts.
She whips around and playfully takes a picture from twenty yards away.
“Join us!”.
“I’ve intruded enough!”
“Come here sweetie” Sharla says, extending her hand to her shy friend.
Jen returns to them, still hesitant.
“You’re overdressed”, Sharla says, then without asking, removes Jen’s tank top.
“Sharla!” Jen exclaims, crossing her arms across her bare breasts.
“Jen!” Sharla smiles warmly, taking her embarrassed friend’s hands in hers.
“Did you think we were going to let you shoot us having sex and not at least wanting to see these nice tits?”  Sharla asks with a warm smile.
Poor Jen is frozen, speechless.

“Let’s walk”. I suggest.
Sharla takes one of Jen’s hands and we being our walk back towards town.

It takes a few minutes, but eventually Jen begins to relax and open up about her passion for photography, answering Will’s questions about her favorite shoots and her gallery a few doors down from Sharla’s.
She’s not fully comfortable, covering her breasts with one arm when we pass others, but eventually allowing them to remain free during what seems to be her first bare-breasted walk on the beach.
We get along well, and soon she threads her fingers between mine – three amigos returning from an erotic beach adventure.

Ten minutes later, they come to the lockers where his shorts and Sharla’s little wrap skirt are stored and reluctantly slip them onto their nude bodies.
Bare chests are acceptable in this little island town, but not full nudity.
Shy Jen surprisingly gives both of them impulsive warm hugs.
“Thanks for including me” she says.  “I’ll send you the pics”.  She’s still uncomfortable, looking around for who might see her.
He puts his arm around Sharla’s waist.
“I’d like to hear the artists point of view when we first see them”
“Agreed. Let’s all get together for the reveal” Sharla agrees.
“You know I love you Sharla, but I don’t think I’d be comfortable with that”, she responds.
Will looks at her tits then back up to her face with a smile – wordlessly reminding her that she wasn’t comfortable with this exposure fifteen minutes ago.
“Maybe the artistic ones” she concedes, then tank top in hand heads up the steps and into her cottage.

Sharla kisses him softly. “Your kindness towards her was touching.  Thank you”.
“My pleasure. She was a part of our beautiful afternoon”.
“It was a wonderfully beautiful memorable afternoon, Will”

They walk for another minute and stop on the beach in front of the cottage he’s renting for a few weeks – facing each other with their hands on each others waists.
“I want to explore this connection, Sharla”
They kiss – deeply, sensually, causing him to grow firm against her thigh through his shorts.
“Tastes like a ‘yes'”.
“It’s a rare gift that begs to be explored”
“So I have a boring conference call in a few minutes, but I don’t want to leave our next meeting to chance”
“Then you should drop by my gallery sometime.  It’s on Turtle Way”
“Tomorrow then”

Their goodbye kiss lingers, neither one of them wanting to part ways.
Looking at each other, they clearly want to say more about this attraction, but simply let the feelings linger before they disengage.

Arriving at his door, he turns around.  “Are you checking out my ass?”
“Yep!” she grins, then turns towards the beach, looking back to find him watching her.
“Are you?” she asks loudly.
“Oh yeah.  Get used to it” he yells back.
“Pervert!”
“Guilty!”
She grins then heads home with a sexy little alluring sashay of her hips, capturing his attention until she disappears into the twilight.

A door has clearly opened for him, and walking through it holds the promise of wonderfully soulful and sexual riches in the days ahead….

The story continues with Chapter 3