Sand In My Shorts
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He had the body of a bronze statue.
“My god, he’s beautiful,” I said as I turned to my husband.
“You should go say ‘hello’” Alvin suggested.
Those words were music to my ears timed to the rhythm of the beautiful stranger’s dick sway. I was hypnotized by it as he approached us. We were at a clothing optional beach. I’m so glad the living sculpture chose the no-clothing option. Alvin and I sometimes go completely nude. On this day we wore barely-there swimwear. Beachgoers on the shore of Rio would love us, as they have before. The bright green of my string bikini clashed beautifully with the deep red undertones of my brown skin. Alvin held his meat in the bright white casing of his bikini briefs.
He walked by as Alvin and I watched his broad shoulders and back provide a canvas for the sun’s rays. His ass was perfect. Perfect.
A sly grin came over my face. “What’re you smiling at?” Alvin asked.
“Think that’s a virgin ass?” I asked. Alvin let out a moan while he considered my question. I wondered if anyone or anything had been deep in the stranger’s ass. I whispered into Alvin’s ear about the possibility of sitting on the face of the stranger we both were lusting after while Alvin fucked him. Alvin had the power and desire to be inside every living person we came across.
A warm breeze blew in off the ocean but it wasn’t enough to cool us down. We imagined out loud all the tastes, sounds and touches of having the stranger on all fours. I’d lay under him with his dick deep in my mouth knowing exactly how Alvin would look with his head thrown back and neck veins bulging while the stranger ran his tongue over the bulging veins of Alvin’s black dick.
I took off my sunglasses and said hello to Judah at the sun shower. “I don’t want to be strangers anymore.” He took off his sunglasses and his eyes told me he felt the same way.
“My husband would like to get to know you too.”
“Take me to him,” Judah said without batting an eye.
We took the high-knee walk back to Alvin. I sat in my beach chair. Alvin rolled over and sat up on the towel. Judah took a seat on the edge of the other beach chair facing me. His dick and balls rested comfortably on the chair. Alvin eyed the body of Judah that matched his own.
“I don’t even want to know what Sam said to you to get you to come over here.” Alvin said.
“She said ‘hello’ and her ass said ‘follow me’” Judah answered. I was sure he also heard my ass say “grab me”, “spank me”, “taste me”, “enter me”. I already knew what I was getting with Judah. Even his soft dick was a lot to wrap my thoughts around. And I knew the three triangles that barely preserved any decency I was going for that day on the beach would betray me. Hard nipples teepeed the bikini top and my spreading, swelling pussy lips would start to peek out either side of the crotch of my bikini. “I hope I heard correctly,” Judah added.
I nodded. “Loud and clear.” I flashed him a smile then shared that smile with Alvin.
“You have a beautiful mouth,” Judah said.
I gave him a sidelong glance while I bit my bottom lip. Alvin reached up and started rubbing my foot. That meant he was putting a lot of strain on the material of his briefs. Another man found his wife sexy and desirable. Another man who he’d have the chance to experience and who could also make his wife scream and come. Alvin interlocked his fingers with my toes.
“Her mouth is amazing,” Alvin bragged.
“I’ll tell you if it is,” Judah said the last few words into my mouth as he kissed me, his hand turning my face towards him.
His mouth tasted of Gatorade and a marijuana dessert. His kiss was forceful and passionate. Strangers don’t kiss with that level of passion. I felt the warm dampness of Alvin’s mouth on my toes. He was losing control like he had countless times before. He would taste my toes until he had no choice but to taste my pussy. His hands traveled up my legs pushing my thighs apart. My legs fell open and my feet hit the sand on either side of the beach chair. Sand stuck to my wet toes. If it were a few hours later, sand would be sticking to all parts of all three of our bodies. We could each relish in the sensual commotion of four hands and two mouths on our bodies with the soundtrack of waves crashing against the shore and the moon shining above.
The crotch of my bikini barely covered my pussy in the bright mid-afternoon sun. Alvin’s finger grazed my pussy lip then slipped under the fabric. I moaned into Judah’s mouth when my husband’s finger rubbed my clit. I grinded my hips against his finger. Judah kissed and sucked my neck and his fingers slipped under my bra to find my nipple. The splash from Alvin’s finger fucking me grew louder. Judah flicked my nipple with his tongue. That’s when I whispered into his ear, “Let’s go home.”
He looked at me with a subtle smile acknowledging my request. He took Alvin’s wrist and pulled his fingers out my pussy and put them in his mouth. I watched as he ran his tongue around and between Alvin’s fingers never once taking his eyes off him...
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