As you walked into the skin care clinic, I was just finishing up with a lady who had come in for a manicure. There you stood, looking a little stressed but rested. My co-worker was at the reception desk checking your appointment. I took the opportunity to glance over your healthy build.
"Nice body. He keeps fit. Nice smile. Those jeans fits nice around that ass too," I thought to myself. I guess I lingered a little longer on the ass than I realized because when I looked back up he was smiling at me. Feeling embarrassed, and a little physically flustered, I turned to the equipment I had to clean up.
"Lori, you have a 2:30 appointment for a full body massage. He just checked in. You lucky Bitch!" She winked at me and walked away.
"Could HE be my massage appointment? No way!" I thought. My nipples hardened and suddenly felt sensitive as they brushed against my work shirt. "Wonderful! He's hot and I am in nursing scrubs! If I'm lucky, he'll be gay and not care."
I quickly prepped the massage bench and brought the heated towels and turned on the warmer for the oil. I quickly checked my hands for any possible abrasions that might feel uncomfortable for him and prepped the sheets. When I turned around, there you stood. You had hung your jacket up in the lobby and now I could see the fine outline of your broad chest beneath the tight t-shirt. Licking my lips, I then smile back. "Hi. My name is Lori. You must be Bob? I have provided you with some warm towels. I will step outside for about five minutes at which time, you can undress and lay down on your tummy with a towel across your middle. Do you have a history of any injuries I should be aware of before I begin the massage? Any disorders of the muscles or nerves?"
As you replied to all of the questions, I could feel your eyes burning into mine or was it my eyes drowning in yours? I had to get out of here now before I became tongue-tied and flustered. I quickly left you behind the curtain and rushed to the prep room to breathe again and let my heart rate slow. "Come on Lori!" I chastised myself. You are not a school girl! You are a professional! Keep your cool! He is just another customer. Try to tell yourself that all men are assholes. That will help you distance yourself."
I returned to the bench to find you stretched out in nothing but the towel. WOW! "This will be a true pleasure to do."
I place a small puddle of warm oil in my hand and created some friction to spread it out evenly and began at the calf muscles. The effleurage movements upward and back down formed a rhythm quickly. I could feel the strength, energy, and tension powered in the legs now gliding beneath my fingers. My fingertips formed circular patterns firmly exploring every detailed part of your firm form as I could feel the tensions begin to melt away beneath my touch.
Moving upward to the thighs, I reapplied fresh oil and began again, gliding up toward the buttocks I had seen earlier beneath those jeans, which now hid so delectable under the white towel. The thighs were like a power house. I thought of what those legs may have done and what they could do and I felt my breathing become a bit shallower again. I did not know if this massage was affecting you or me more. The rhythm continued. Connection formed between us as the contact became two people as one. As my fingers slid upward and inward to the inner thigh, I could feel something else at my finger tips and slyly brushed against them as I came up again and back out. I repeated this pattern a few more times before remembering where I was and the security cameras in the clinic. I felt you shift slightly as my fingers retraced that pattern a second time and you turned your face toward me with a smile.
Each time I leaned into my work, I noticed I was leaning closer to you each time. It was like an artist becoming a part of their work. There was a connection beyond the physical and it felt very good. Next, came the buttocks. As I lifted the towel to begin on the buttocks, a lump caught in my throat. It wasn't just my hands I wanted on that ass. I bit my upper lip and inhaled quickly as the firm cheeks flexed a little and my breath caught. As my hands began to glide over the left cheek, I felt a warmth engulf my whole body. Circling the outer edge of the gluteus maximus and then the upper hamstring, I realized I still had not breathed in a while and suddenly released my breath in one full rush which escaped more like a sigh. I tried to rush through that area fairly quickly so as not to get caught up. I still had a full body to do and I had a clock to stick to. Moving up along the handsome back, I took even more pleasure in the feel of the rippling smooth flow of the body beneath my hands. I wanted to please you as a massage customer so you would come back again. I put all of my efforts into this massage and when it came time to hold the towel out for you to turn over, I saw the results of my work. The towel was a little too low to hide what had happened while I was massaging you and I couldn't help but glance at the tip as it so obviously showed above the towel. I moved the towel upward to try to hide it respectfully and I glanced toward your face to see a very broad smile and couldn't help but to smile back.
I began with your hands. Gently massaging each strong, well worked finger, then to the palms. I wondered what it would feel like to have those hands touch me and I felt a tingling lower down. I wanted those hands. Moving along the arms, I felt the strength in them and longed to feel them around me. I grasped each arm closely to my side and felt your hand touch my back and your fingers graze my uniform. It sent a jolt through my whole body. Once the arms were finished, I began with the abdomen and hips. My hands gliding under the towel, brazenly touched the sides of your cock and I felt it pulsate suddenly as I did gentle circles around the abdominal cavity and down the sides along the hips and back inward again to the centre. As I made my way outward again, I glided upward to the chest. Standing directly behind you now, I leaned forward to massage that beautiful broad expanse of flat muscle, gliding under my palms. Slowly working my way toward the nipples where my fingers circled lightly around them to brush them teasingly. You flexed your pectorals beneath my fingers and I bent lower to feel the contact with the whole of my palm and didn't realise how close my nipples came to your lips. You moved your nose slightly to make contact with one stiff nipple that poked blatantly through the work shirt. I straightened back up and came around to your right side to face you. My hands began to glide back downward toward your hips and pelvis. My fingers began to slide beneath the towel and your hand came up behind my back to pull me down upon you. My chest crushed into yours as your hand moved upward behind my head to pull my lips to yours.
DING DING DING DING DING (time is up)
"Lori, your next appointment is here for the lip waxing!"
(SIGH)
* * * * *
Life has been pretty good for Bob. Stretching to release the tensions in the shoulders and upper arms, he could feel the increased mobility in the muscles as a result of the earlier massage. His thoughts kept reflecting back to the skillful touch of the young woman's hands earlier today. He had never known he had tension in so many interesting spots. There was only one area left that required tension release now and this was the reason for the walk. Being mid-fall now, the beach was fairly empty in the evenings. The rhythmic rushing of waves along the shoreline created a beautiful contrast of calm and power all in one.
Shoving his hands into his pockets, Bob continued to skim his gaze along the beach when he noticed another occupant further down the shoreline. He could tell it was a female and she was walking towards him. He hoped she would keep walking and simply allow him this fantasy escape for the evening. He cast his eyes downward onto the sand, pretending to be searching for something when she came closer to hm.
"Hello again. How is your back, now?" the woman politely inquired in a voice that suddenly shot an electric sensation through his loins.
Lori couldn't read the expression on Bob's face fast enough before the sudden shift in position sent his neck muscles back to the strained movement she had witnessed earlier prior to the appointment that brought her much closer to this man than she was now. His reaction, to her attempt at nonchalantness, almost seemed defensive, as he took a step back to assess the reality of this siren standing before him. Her voice wrapped pleasantly around his senses. Trying to recover quickly to erase the quizzical look on this lady's face, he replied tersely, "Much better, thanks. It helped me relax after a week of travelling." Subconsciously, Bob reached behind his neck flexing the biceps that Lori had been longing to hold again. Or is it more like longing to be held by?
"Are you still tense? I wouldn't like to think that my work was unsatisfying. Let me check your shoulders," she muttered. Any excuse to touch him again. 'This is purely professional. Nothing more,' she tried to convince herself. She licked her lower lip in anticipation of his response, hoping he didn't suddenly try to lay charges on her for molesting him on a public beach.
'Am I imagining this?' Bob thought to himself. 'Could it be possible that this woman is here again, in front of me, offering another chance to ride this wave?' he asked himself. Would he be able to walk away from this a second time? Bob couldn't let an opportunity to feel the pleasure again slip by. "I had a stressful afternoon."
"Let me try to relax you a bit, if you have the time." Lori smiled again, dropping her bag on the sand between them and asked Bob to lower his jacket a little. Lori walked around behind him to reach up toward his broad shoulders. 'Gawd, this man is beautiful,' she thought. "I apologise for not having the lubricants with me. It can create some friction on the skin. It won't be the ideal rub, but I can try. If you were able to lie down, I could be more attentive to the areas in need." Lori blushed profusely suddenly, realizing what her statement sounded like. 'Was that a Freudian slip!'
Bob suddenly grabbed her hand with his and stopped her from any further administrations As he turned abruptly to face her, she could see the same intensity in those blue eyes she had seen earlier, at the clinic. Her legs suddenly felt week and her body flushed. As she opened her mouth to speak again, his lips claimed hers in a kiss that shot current through her very core.
Bob remembered exactly where the massage had ended and the same current of passion that was felt then, returned the moment she touched his shoulders. He had to try to control himself or this woman could charge him for assault. He had to get the kiss that almost was earlier at the clinic. He saw the desire in her eyes for a brief moment when the appointment had come to a close. He had to finish what had almost happened. As he turned toward her to place what was intended to be a simple kiss, became a hunger as their lips met. Instead of releasing the tension in himself, it only grew. Lori did not resist him. Her body fit so beautifully in his arms as they reached around her waist to pull her to him. Her body trembled as it came toward him and he could feel the heat of her as her hips brushed against him.
Lori could feel something between them shift as her hips touched his. When he brought her closer to him, the same hunger she felt for him in her workplace consumed her. This was exactly what she had been fantasizing about all day. She would drop everything for him right now, if he asked her to, but they were in an open area to full public view.
Bob suddenly broke away long enough to voice her thoughts back to her. "This is too open an area. We could find another place to go to, or I could take you here, right now," he whispered to her. "The choice is yours."
Lori bit her lower lip trying to think clearly as her senses reeled chaotically. She recalled a spot back at the other end of the beach that she often escaped to for meditation. "Come with me," she whispered to him as she took his hand in hers. The spot was a patch of maple and birch trees. A space just perfect for an intimate tryst was all they needed. The ground was soft and mossy. The waves could be heard in the distance and the seagulls, harmonized with songbirds to create a paradise for them both. They quickly removed the outer clothing. Lori was in a tank top and a thong, and Bob was in his jeans but opened. He laid her down upon a nest of the disheveled apparel and sweaters. Hungrily, Bob lay beside her. "It is my turn to see you without clothing," he said huskily. He held her cheek in his palm as he traced kisses along her neck. Lori's fingers were in Bob's hair as she arched against his body. He held her breasts in his hands, feeling her erect nipples through the soft fabric of her tank top. Kissing along the edge of the top, he nudged the edge of the tank just down over the right nipple. Clasping it hungrily in his mouth, he flicked his tongue around the nipple as she arched against him. Lori let out a whimper as she pressed his head firmly against her breast. He was driving her wild. His hands slid further downward to slide under the tank top and pull it over her head.
Bob arched over Lori, drinking in the sight of her beautiful, firm breasts. .He followed another trail of kisses down her soft abdominal muscles to the edge of the G-string she was wearing. His strong hands explored her body, taking claim of her as his lips continued downward. Lori opened her legs. Bob's hands slid along her shapely thighs, and down to her calves as they slid beneath her knees and gracefully lifted her legs high in the air. Her legs rested on his strong back now and her fingers were in his hair. Bob could feel the heat emanating from the very core of her body. Her scent drew him hungrily to the focus of his desire. He had to taste her. His hand came along her abdomen and inward between her thighs to pull the damp fabric aside and there before him was the treasure. It glistened with dew as his lips softly kissed her. She arched against him. His fingers separated her beautiful lips to expose the diamond he had to have. He reached out to her with the tip of his tongue and the connection was instant. Lori was reeling in the pleasure of his administrations. Her hands grasped his head and firmly held him to her as he brought her to the most beautiful climax she had ever had.
Lori pulled him up over her to feel his body against her. As the passion continued in the wild kisses, she reached below and slid her hand inside of his jeans. She could feel his erect cock as she gently grasped it to feel the strength and power of it within her hand. Her fingers lovingly wrapped around him and pushed his jeans down with the other hand. Bob quickly removed his jeans and underwear to reveal a magnificent sight. Lori had to have it. She had to taste it. This is exactly what she wanted to do during the massage earlier and now she wouldn't hold back. She climbed on top of Bob and sat just above the tip of him as she slid her vaginal lips externally along his cock pressing it against his muscular abs. Her hands rested on his chest as her fingers teased patterns around his nipples. She leaned forward crushing her breasts against him as she continued to slide downward. She massaged his body as her tongue traced circles and patterns along his abs. Lori took his cock and guided it between her breasts, kissing the tip pf it as it appeared between them. After repeating this pattern a few times, Lori, finally had to satisfy her own hunger and took all of him between her lips. She could taste some of her own juices on his cock as she hungrily devoured him.
Bob pressed her head against him, enjoying the excitement of her lips and tongue dancing around his shaft. However, if she kept this up, it would end too soon. He prided himself on his stamina and endurance, but this sweet encounter would not last if he didn't change soon. Seeing her lovingly take him in her mouth as she did, was arousing him too quickly. He wanted her badly. As their eyes locked in passion, he pulled her up to him. This kiss was bruising, hungry, all devouring. They were ready.
Bob took her into his arms and rolled both of them on their sides. He held her body to his, as if she was a natural part of himself. While one arm held her body to him, his other hand took his cock and positioned himself at the sweet spot. As Lori raised her leg to wrap around him, her vaginal lips opened to receive him. His cock was so hard and she was already tight. Her juices soaked him as he glided into her. Slowly the rhythm grew. Firmly he held her to him as he thrust deeply into her. Never getting enough, he began get more aggressive.
Bob rolled onto his back and Lori sat up to ride this bronco. She wanted some control in this. As she elevated herself right to the tip of his shaft, she rotated slightly around the tip and then fell fully on top of him. She rode her bucking bronco with wild abandon. As she felt another climax coming on, Bob could feel her tightening around him and slowed down to let her enjoy it.
They rolled over and she stood up on her hands and knees. Now, it was his turn. He began to speed up, ramming her with all of the force of a thoroughbred horse. Lori pushed her ass against him loving his strong hands on her hips The firmness of his cock ramming into her as he did, was ecstasy. Bob could feel his arousal peaking. He was going to explode. With only a few more thrusts, he let out a growl and filled her with his seed. He had never felt this excited before and it seemed like it would never end. Finally, they both collapsed onto the soft bed of clothing. As they began to return to a peaceful state of bliss, they could hear the waves steadily lapping along the beach. As their eyes locked a smile grew between them. As their foreheads touched gently, Lori whispered to him "I hope I relieved all of the tension this time."
"Nice body. He keeps fit. Nice smile. Those jeans fits nice around that ass too," I thought to myself. I guess I lingered a little longer on the ass than I realized because when I looked back up he was smiling at me. Feeling embarrassed, and a little physically flustered, I turned to the equipment I had to clean up.
"Lori, you have a 2:30 appointment for a full body massage. He just checked in. You lucky Bitch!" She winked at me and walked away.
"Could HE be my massage appointment? No way!" I thought. My nipples hardened and suddenly felt sensitive as they brushed against my work shirt. "Wonderful! He's hot and I am in nursing scrubs! If I'm lucky, he'll be gay and not care."
I quickly prepped the massage bench and brought the heated towels and turned on the warmer for the oil. I quickly checked my hands for any possible abrasions that might feel uncomfortable for him and prepped the sheets. When I turned around, there you stood. You had hung your jacket up in the lobby and now I could see the fine outline of your broad chest beneath the tight t-shirt. Licking my lips, I then smile back. "Hi. My name is Lori. You must be Bob? I have provided you with some warm towels. I will step outside for about five minutes at which time, you can undress and lay down on your tummy with a towel across your middle. Do you have a history of any injuries I should be aware of before I begin the massage? Any disorders of the muscles or nerves?"
As you replied to all of the questions, I could feel your eyes burning into mine or was it my eyes drowning in yours? I had to get out of here now before I became tongue-tied and flustered. I quickly left you behind the curtain and rushed to the prep room to breathe again and let my heart rate slow. "Come on Lori!" I chastised myself. You are not a school girl! You are a professional! Keep your cool! He is just another customer. Try to tell yourself that all men are assholes. That will help you distance yourself."
I returned to the bench to find you stretched out in nothing but the towel. WOW! "This will be a true pleasure to do."
I place a small puddle of warm oil in my hand and created some friction to spread it out evenly and began at the calf muscles. The effleurage movements upward and back down formed a rhythm quickly. I could feel the strength, energy, and tension powered in the legs now gliding beneath my fingers. My fingertips formed circular patterns firmly exploring every detailed part of your firm form as I could feel the tensions begin to melt away beneath my touch.
Moving upward to the thighs, I reapplied fresh oil and began again, gliding up toward the buttocks I had seen earlier beneath those jeans, which now hid so delectable under the white towel. The thighs were like a power house. I thought of what those legs may have done and what they could do and I felt my breathing become a bit shallower again. I did not know if this massage was affecting you or me more. The rhythm continued. Connection formed between us as the contact became two people as one. As my fingers slid upward and inward to the inner thigh, I could feel something else at my finger tips and slyly brushed against them as I came up again and back out. I repeated this pattern a few more times before remembering where I was and the security cameras in the clinic. I felt you shift slightly as my fingers retraced that pattern a second time and you turned your face toward me with a smile.
Each time I leaned into my work, I noticed I was leaning closer to you each time. It was like an artist becoming a part of their work. There was a connection beyond the physical and it felt very good. Next, came the buttocks. As I lifted the towel to begin on the buttocks, a lump caught in my throat. It wasn't just my hands I wanted on that ass. I bit my upper lip and inhaled quickly as the firm cheeks flexed a little and my breath caught. As my hands began to glide over the left cheek, I felt a warmth engulf my whole body. Circling the outer edge of the gluteus maximus and then the upper hamstring, I realized I still had not breathed in a while and suddenly released my breath in one full rush which escaped more like a sigh. I tried to rush through that area fairly quickly so as not to get caught up. I still had a full body to do and I had a clock to stick to. Moving up along the handsome back, I took even more pleasure in the feel of the rippling smooth flow of the body beneath my hands. I wanted to please you as a massage customer so you would come back again. I put all of my efforts into this massage and when it came time to hold the towel out for you to turn over, I saw the results of my work. The towel was a little too low to hide what had happened while I was massaging you and I couldn't help but glance at the tip as it so obviously showed above the towel. I moved the towel upward to try to hide it respectfully and I glanced toward your face to see a very broad smile and couldn't help but to smile back.
I began with your hands. Gently massaging each strong, well worked finger, then to the palms. I wondered what it would feel like to have those hands touch me and I felt a tingling lower down. I wanted those hands. Moving along the arms, I felt the strength in them and longed to feel them around me. I grasped each arm closely to my side and felt your hand touch my back and your fingers graze my uniform. It sent a jolt through my whole body. Once the arms were finished, I began with the abdomen and hips. My hands gliding under the towel, brazenly touched the sides of your cock and I felt it pulsate suddenly as I did gentle circles around the abdominal cavity and down the sides along the hips and back inward again to the centre. As I made my way outward again, I glided upward to the chest. Standing directly behind you now, I leaned forward to massage that beautiful broad expanse of flat muscle, gliding under my palms. Slowly working my way toward the nipples where my fingers circled lightly around them to brush them teasingly. You flexed your pectorals beneath my fingers and I bent lower to feel the contact with the whole of my palm and didn't realise how close my nipples came to your lips. You moved your nose slightly to make contact with one stiff nipple that poked blatantly through the work shirt. I straightened back up and came around to your right side to face you. My hands began to glide back downward toward your hips and pelvis. My fingers began to slide beneath the towel and your hand came up behind my back to pull me down upon you. My chest crushed into yours as your hand moved upward behind my head to pull my lips to yours.
DING DING DING DING DING (time is up)
"Lori, your next appointment is here for the lip waxing!"
(SIGH)
* * * * *
Life has been pretty good for Bob. Stretching to release the tensions in the shoulders and upper arms, he could feel the increased mobility in the muscles as a result of the earlier massage. His thoughts kept reflecting back to the skillful touch of the young woman's hands earlier today. He had never known he had tension in so many interesting spots. There was only one area left that required tension release now and this was the reason for the walk. Being mid-fall now, the beach was fairly empty in the evenings. The rhythmic rushing of waves along the shoreline created a beautiful contrast of calm and power all in one.
Shoving his hands into his pockets, Bob continued to skim his gaze along the beach when he noticed another occupant further down the shoreline. He could tell it was a female and she was walking towards him. He hoped she would keep walking and simply allow him this fantasy escape for the evening. He cast his eyes downward onto the sand, pretending to be searching for something when she came closer to hm.
"Hello again. How is your back, now?" the woman politely inquired in a voice that suddenly shot an electric sensation through his loins.
Lori couldn't read the expression on Bob's face fast enough before the sudden shift in position sent his neck muscles back to the strained movement she had witnessed earlier prior to the appointment that brought her much closer to this man than she was now. His reaction, to her attempt at nonchalantness, almost seemed defensive, as he took a step back to assess the reality of this siren standing before him. Her voice wrapped pleasantly around his senses. Trying to recover quickly to erase the quizzical look on this lady's face, he replied tersely, "Much better, thanks. It helped me relax after a week of travelling." Subconsciously, Bob reached behind his neck flexing the biceps that Lori had been longing to hold again. Or is it more like longing to be held by?
"Are you still tense? I wouldn't like to think that my work was unsatisfying. Let me check your shoulders," she muttered. Any excuse to touch him again. 'This is purely professional. Nothing more,' she tried to convince herself. She licked her lower lip in anticipation of his response, hoping he didn't suddenly try to lay charges on her for molesting him on a public beach.
'Am I imagining this?' Bob thought to himself. 'Could it be possible that this woman is here again, in front of me, offering another chance to ride this wave?' he asked himself. Would he be able to walk away from this a second time? Bob couldn't let an opportunity to feel the pleasure again slip by. "I had a stressful afternoon."
"Let me try to relax you a bit, if you have the time." Lori smiled again, dropping her bag on the sand between them and asked Bob to lower his jacket a little. Lori walked around behind him to reach up toward his broad shoulders. 'Gawd, this man is beautiful,' she thought. "I apologise for not having the lubricants with me. It can create some friction on the skin. It won't be the ideal rub, but I can try. If you were able to lie down, I could be more attentive to the areas in need." Lori blushed profusely suddenly, realizing what her statement sounded like. 'Was that a Freudian slip!'
Bob suddenly grabbed her hand with his and stopped her from any further administrations As he turned abruptly to face her, she could see the same intensity in those blue eyes she had seen earlier, at the clinic. Her legs suddenly felt week and her body flushed. As she opened her mouth to speak again, his lips claimed hers in a kiss that shot current through her very core.
Bob remembered exactly where the massage had ended and the same current of passion that was felt then, returned the moment she touched his shoulders. He had to try to control himself or this woman could charge him for assault. He had to get the kiss that almost was earlier at the clinic. He saw the desire in her eyes for a brief moment when the appointment had come to a close. He had to finish what had almost happened. As he turned toward her to place what was intended to be a simple kiss, became a hunger as their lips met. Instead of releasing the tension in himself, it only grew. Lori did not resist him. Her body fit so beautifully in his arms as they reached around her waist to pull her to him. Her body trembled as it came toward him and he could feel the heat of her as her hips brushed against him.
Lori could feel something between them shift as her hips touched his. When he brought her closer to him, the same hunger she felt for him in her workplace consumed her. This was exactly what she had been fantasizing about all day. She would drop everything for him right now, if he asked her to, but they were in an open area to full public view.
Bob suddenly broke away long enough to voice her thoughts back to her. "This is too open an area. We could find another place to go to, or I could take you here, right now," he whispered to her. "The choice is yours."
Lori bit her lower lip trying to think clearly as her senses reeled chaotically. She recalled a spot back at the other end of the beach that she often escaped to for meditation. "Come with me," she whispered to him as she took his hand in hers. The spot was a patch of maple and birch trees. A space just perfect for an intimate tryst was all they needed. The ground was soft and mossy. The waves could be heard in the distance and the seagulls, harmonized with songbirds to create a paradise for them both. They quickly removed the outer clothing. Lori was in a tank top and a thong, and Bob was in his jeans but opened. He laid her down upon a nest of the disheveled apparel and sweaters. Hungrily, Bob lay beside her. "It is my turn to see you without clothing," he said huskily. He held her cheek in his palm as he traced kisses along her neck. Lori's fingers were in Bob's hair as she arched against his body. He held her breasts in his hands, feeling her erect nipples through the soft fabric of her tank top. Kissing along the edge of the top, he nudged the edge of the tank just down over the right nipple. Clasping it hungrily in his mouth, he flicked his tongue around the nipple as she arched against him. Lori let out a whimper as she pressed his head firmly against her breast. He was driving her wild. His hands slid further downward to slide under the tank top and pull it over her head.
Bob arched over Lori, drinking in the sight of her beautiful, firm breasts. .He followed another trail of kisses down her soft abdominal muscles to the edge of the G-string she was wearing. His strong hands explored her body, taking claim of her as his lips continued downward. Lori opened her legs. Bob's hands slid along her shapely thighs, and down to her calves as they slid beneath her knees and gracefully lifted her legs high in the air. Her legs rested on his strong back now and her fingers were in his hair. Bob could feel the heat emanating from the very core of her body. Her scent drew him hungrily to the focus of his desire. He had to taste her. His hand came along her abdomen and inward between her thighs to pull the damp fabric aside and there before him was the treasure. It glistened with dew as his lips softly kissed her. She arched against him. His fingers separated her beautiful lips to expose the diamond he had to have. He reached out to her with the tip of his tongue and the connection was instant. Lori was reeling in the pleasure of his administrations. Her hands grasped his head and firmly held him to her as he brought her to the most beautiful climax she had ever had.
Lori pulled him up over her to feel his body against her. As the passion continued in the wild kisses, she reached below and slid her hand inside of his jeans. She could feel his erect cock as she gently grasped it to feel the strength and power of it within her hand. Her fingers lovingly wrapped around him and pushed his jeans down with the other hand. Bob quickly removed his jeans and underwear to reveal a magnificent sight. Lori had to have it. She had to taste it. This is exactly what she wanted to do during the massage earlier and now she wouldn't hold back. She climbed on top of Bob and sat just above the tip of him as she slid her vaginal lips externally along his cock pressing it against his muscular abs. Her hands rested on his chest as her fingers teased patterns around his nipples. She leaned forward crushing her breasts against him as she continued to slide downward. She massaged his body as her tongue traced circles and patterns along his abs. Lori took his cock and guided it between her breasts, kissing the tip pf it as it appeared between them. After repeating this pattern a few times, Lori, finally had to satisfy her own hunger and took all of him between her lips. She could taste some of her own juices on his cock as she hungrily devoured him.
Bob pressed her head against him, enjoying the excitement of her lips and tongue dancing around his shaft. However, if she kept this up, it would end too soon. He prided himself on his stamina and endurance, but this sweet encounter would not last if he didn't change soon. Seeing her lovingly take him in her mouth as she did, was arousing him too quickly. He wanted her badly. As their eyes locked in passion, he pulled her up to him. This kiss was bruising, hungry, all devouring. They were ready.
Bob took her into his arms and rolled both of them on their sides. He held her body to his, as if she was a natural part of himself. While one arm held her body to him, his other hand took his cock and positioned himself at the sweet spot. As Lori raised her leg to wrap around him, her vaginal lips opened to receive him. His cock was so hard and she was already tight. Her juices soaked him as he glided into her. Slowly the rhythm grew. Firmly he held her to him as he thrust deeply into her. Never getting enough, he began get more aggressive.
Bob rolled onto his back and Lori sat up to ride this bronco. She wanted some control in this. As she elevated herself right to the tip of his shaft, she rotated slightly around the tip and then fell fully on top of him. She rode her bucking bronco with wild abandon. As she felt another climax coming on, Bob could feel her tightening around him and slowed down to let her enjoy it.
They rolled over and she stood up on her hands and knees. Now, it was his turn. He began to speed up, ramming her with all of the force of a thoroughbred horse. Lori pushed her ass against him loving his strong hands on her hips The firmness of his cock ramming into her as he did, was ecstasy. Bob could feel his arousal peaking. He was going to explode. With only a few more thrusts, he let out a growl and filled her with his seed. He had never felt this excited before and it seemed like it would never end. Finally, they both collapsed onto the soft bed of clothing. As they began to return to a peaceful state of bliss, they could hear the waves steadily lapping along the beach. As their eyes locked a smile grew between them. As their foreheads touched gently, Lori whispered to him "I hope I relieved all of the tension this time."
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