Heated Beach

Amy pushed her dark hair back, tilting her head to let it fall behind her and running both hands through it’s luxuriant weight, saying, “One of these days I’m gonna have this cut short, it’s such a pain sometimes.” She twisted it casually, rolling it into a mass at the top of her head and securing it loosely with an elastic hair band.

Graham grinned at her, he knew she liked to threaten him with a haircut, but that she really loved the mass of shining curls as much as he did; particularly, because he loved it so, he enjoyed seeing her care for it, and loved to run his own hands through the soft weight, seeing it shine in the sun and the shadows and highlights made by the sun giving it life of it’s own.

“Honey, you know you’re not going to, why kid about it?”

“’Cause sometimes, it’s too heavy and hot, especially on a day like this, I’m dripping with sweat and all you can do is tell me it looks good,” She smiled in return, adding, “You grow yours out too, then see how you feel.”

“Not worth it, I don’t have the color, or the rest of the package to carry it off,” looking her up and down. Besides the lovely hair, he enjoyed seeing her deep brown eyes, the softly tanned smooth skin, nicely shaped legs below her shorts, “you have the goods, I don’t,” reaching out and giving her rear a loving pat.

“Keep your hands to yourself, sir!” she teased, “Time enough for that, later.” Laughing, they began strolling again, making their way to the beach for a picnic on this sunny day.

Arriving at their preferred beach was always a special time. They had discovered the isolated cove by accident while hiking along the shoreline a couple of years ago. Having to clamber over a series of tumbled boulders that effectively cut the cove off from easy beach access, they’d found an almost invisible trail that led back to the parking area near the road. The narrow, twisted trail kept the beach quiet. In all the times they’d been there, they’d only seen another person once.

“I think this trail gets fainter every time, don’t you? I’m glad no one else uses it,” Amy observed.

“Yes, it’s nice to have a private beach!” Graham agreed.

Pushing through the last of the underbrush that separated the sandy beach from the woods, Amy sighed and said “So nice to get back here, and no one around. Looks like someone has been, though, there’s a fire ring over here,” indicating a circle of stones and some remnants of charred wood.

”Kids, probably,” Graham observed, “Come for a beach party, hang out and drink and skinny-dip.”

“I suppose so,” Amy agreed, as she spread towels from her pack on the hot sand, and took off her shorts and the light shirt she had worn over her suit. Amy sat on one towel, pulling a bottle of tanning lotion from her pack, and beginning to rub it onto her feet and calves. Graham sat next to her and watched, as always finding himself a little aroused by the sight of the light gleaming on the lotion as she smoothed it into her skin, covering her legs thoroughly. He knew her so well, he mused, anticipating that she’d next do her arms and shoulders, then her chest and stomach, before handing him the bottle and saying “Will you do my back?”

As she did just that, Amy knew that Graham would be focused on her midriff, he loved to see her rubbing lotion into her skin for some reason; especially, he loved it when she covered her tummy, and when they were alone, she often removed her bikini bra and gave him a show as she covered her breasts with lotion.

Sure enough, he was watching her hands, eyes slightly glazed as she handed him the bottle, and asked him to coat her back. She turned away from him, sitting cross-legged on her towel and feeling his strong hands massaging her as he covered her in lotion. She was facing the length of the beach, towards the fire ring as she leaned into Graham’s hands rubbing her firmly.

“Hey, what are you up to, you big galoof?” She laughingly asked, as Graham untied the strings to her bikini at the back of her neck.

“Just making sure I don’t miss anyplace, gotta be thorough on a bright day like this,” and immediately untied the string in the middle of her back as well, tugging her top to the side and off, tossing it casually to the sand in front of her.

Amy glanced down the length of the beach again, and seeing no one, she leaned back into Graham’s lap, feeling his warm hands begin to massage lotion into her breasts, paying particular attention to her nipples which were darkening and hardening to his caress. As she looked up into his loving eyes, she sighed, feeling so glad that he still enjoyed seeing her and was aroused by her. She wasn’t a tight-bodied teenager anymore, but Graham still seemed to think she was something special. She worked hard to remain attractive to him, enjoying looking her best and glad that after years of marriage she still aroused him.

“Ha, your underhanded sneaky ways are showing, but you forget, I’m onto you.”

“Underhanded ways? I thought that was about as aboveboard as I could be, baby. I love seeing you and touching you, so I suited actions to words,” He answered, sliding his hands lower and across her hips, slipping them under the sides of her suit bottom. “Probably, you should move this too, and eliminate all tan lines.”

Graham was ecstatic when Amy sat up and looked around once again, then pushed her bikini bottoms off and flipped the flimsy fabric to join her top. She had gone topless before, but had never been willing to lose the bottoms as well, at least not in broad daylight. “Well, you said something about skinny-dipping right?” she laughed at his expression, knowing that he’d enjoy her nudity.

He loved looking at her, watching her as she lay back on the towel, stretching like a cat as the sun beat on her bare skin, shining on the lovely length of her. His eyes traced her curves, from her neat little toes, up shapely legs to the fluff of tidy pubic hair, along her mons and the gentle swell of her belly, to her perfect breasts, tipped with pink nipples that he loved to suck. He drank in the sight of her, feeling his own heat rise as he admired her. Raising his eyes further, he found her looking at him, her eyes sparkling with excitement and love, as she softly said, “You, too, lover. Lose the suit, let me see you too.”

Graham fumbled with the drawstring of his trunks, awkwardly trying to pull them off, laughing at himself as he rose to his knees to push the suit down, then sitting to pull it off his legs. “Not anywhere near as graceful as you, nor as good-looking, but your wish is my command!” He tossed his suit to join hers, and reached for the bottle of suntan lotion. “Gotta get some block on though, I have no interest in burning my tender skin!”

Amy grinned, and sitting up, took the bottle from his hand. “Lie down, I’ll do it,” and squeezed a pool of lotion into her hands. Graham lay back, and closed his eyes as she started covering him in lotion, concentrating on his hips and lower belly first, then slathering plenty of lotion on his penis and sac. He loved her touch, growing semi hard as she covered him in the cool lotion. “Turn over, I’ll do your butt,” Amy commanded.

He turned obediently, feeling his hardness press into the sand, as she covered his rear with lotion, pulling his cheeks apart gently and making sure none of his tender skin, usually covered, would be left unprotected.

“Now me,” Amy said, lying on her stomach in turn, spreading her legs slightly so he could cover her as well. Graham rubbed lotion in carefully, making sure she was thoroughly coated as well. “Swim now?” Amy suggested when he’d finished, “I’m hot!” standing and moving to the water, little hopping steps as the heat of the sand burned her feet.

Graham stood and followed, watching her wade into the water, the swells lifting higher on her and retreating, and then a little higher as she moved deeper; then, a flash of golden skin and hair, a white band where her bikini usually covered, as she dove forward and into the water. He followed, diving forward in his turn, swimming to catch up and swim easily by her side, reveling in the feeling of being nude in the water, the sun shining and no one around.

“Heavenly, this is so nice!” She might have been reading his mind, “I love this, I wish we could do this more often.”

They swam together quietly for a while, not speaking, just enjoying the cool water and hot sunshine, being together. Occasional kisses and touches, merely communicating that they were glad to be here, glad to be together was enough to keep them content. There was the additional excitement of being naked together, an undercurrent of sexual tension that added spice to the day.

Tiring, Amy rolled over onto her back, resting. Graham admired the thrust of her breasts, the little glimpses he caught of the dark tangle of curls over her mons as she floated on the gentle swells. “Honey, You are so beautiful, I wish I could tell you how much I love to see you, to spend time with you. It seems like we never get a chance to just relax and not have to be running from one thing to the next.”

“I know what you mean, it’s so nice to just drift sometimes. Ready to go in? I’m waterlogged,” as she turned to him, indicating the beach.

“Ready, sure.” They swam easily toward shore, facing each other and sidestroked gently into shallow water, then walking hand in hand to the towels laid out ready for them. Amy squeezed her man’s hand gently, using her fingers to caress him lightly, expressing her happiness without words.

As they reached their towels, Amy tugged Graham’s hand, turning him to face her, and lifted her mouth to his. She kissed him softly, very gently but with a warmth that shot tingles through his entire body. Slipping her arms around him and pressing herself against him, feeling the water that remained on their skin merging and evaporating as she hugged her whole being to him, she lost herself in the sensuous feelings of being loved and cherished.

Their kiss grew deeper, more overtly sexual, as tongues began to dance together. They swayed slightly in unison, feeling the rising tide of arousal mingled with the sweet intoxication of being in love. Breaking the kiss, Amy looked up at Graham, her dark eyes shining, “Please, will you make love to me? Not fuck me this time, but make love to me?”

In response, Graham bent to her, kissing her forehead, along her temples and around to her cheeks, trailing his tongue gently along the soft skin in front of her ear and tracing her jawline slowly, then kissing just her bottom lip as her breath caught in her throat. Slowly, he ran his fingertips up her body, gently raising her arms above her head with just the movement of his hands. When her hands met over her head, he placed them togther and intertwined her fingers, indicating that she should keep them there.

Moving behind her, admiring the smooth curves of her body as she stood in the sunlight for him, her wet hair hanging to her shoulders, he gently pushed it aside and ran a fingertip along her neck. Amy shivered in anticipation, feeling him touching her, feeling his hand slip around and softly cup her breast from behind as her nipples hardened and the areola grew nubs and tightened to his touch.

“Graham–“ she started to say something, but Graham’s fingers were there instantly, covering her lips gently and he murmured,

“Don’t talk. Don’t say a word.” He moved those fingers off her mouth, tracing a line up and gently across her eyes, closing them, adding, “Keep them closed, love.”

Amy sighed, feeling the heat of the sun on her body, the more intense heat of his touch, arms raised overhead and eyes closed, feeling vulnerable yet safe in his love, and sighed again, feeling as if she couldn’t get enough air. His hands moved again, stroking upwards along her arms and then down, palms flat on her skin. She shivered a little as he passed the ticklish, sensitive skin along her sides, but he kept going, kneeling behind her as he continued his caress along her hips, down the outside of her thighs, all the way to her feet.

He shifted his hands to the inside of her legs, gently pushing them just a little further apart. Amy shifted her weight, feeling the softness of the warm air reaching between her legs, drying the curls there and making a little tingle as her loves’ hands began a slow sweep upward, this time on the inside of her legs. As he reached her inner thighs, she spread her knees slightly, making more room for his hands. He ignored this, though, and moved his hands along the curve of her ass, and up her back. Switching from palms to fingertips, now gently swirling his fingers around her back, moving higher as he went.

When he reached the soft mass of her hair, he continued underneath it, and she lowered her head to feel the softness of his touch on her neck, causing her to shiver in delight, which made Graham grin.

Abruptly, he took his hands from her skin, softly saying, “Keep your eyes closed, and don’t talk, stay as you are.” Amy obeyed, standing nude for him, arms overhead and legs just slightly open, enjoying the feeling of him being in charge. She could almost feel his eyes on her, tracing over her nakedness. She felt wanton and sexy and very loving as she heard soft scuffling in the sand, her chest rising and falling more rapidly as her breath grew shorter, wondering where he would touch next.

As She waited, Amy grew more conscious of the sounds of the waves and the feel of the sun on her skin, the heat of the day overcoming the cooling of their swim. Without opening her eyes she felt more sensitive to the textures and sounds around her, her whole skin felt like a receptor for sensation and she thought it was getting even more sensitive while she anticipated his next caress.

She could hear small movements and the zipper of one of the packs, and her breath hitched again, wondering what he was doing; suddenly her nipple tingled, and she gasped as he teased just the very tip of her hard point with the coolness of a water bottle, she could feel the condensation rubbing onto her skin and her nipple tightened in response. He moved it away, and she exhaled deeply, expecting it on her right nipple too, when she felt the cool stream of water splashing into her pubic hair, running down her lips. Her eyes opened involuntarily, but he had anticipated that, and his other hand was there, again gently smoothing the lids closed. “Keep ‘em closed, or I’ll have to blindfold you,” he said gently.

Amy shivered at the thought of that, felt an extra wave of heat tingle through her. Blindfolded for him, naked on the beach, willingly obeying would give her a rush like nothing she’d ever done before and she whispered, “Do that, I don’t want to have to think about keeping them closed.”

Graham’s own breath caught with her words. They had played similar games before but always at home, he hadn’t really expected her to keep her eyes closed this long, and now she was offering to be blind, trusting him to care for her and pleasure her, without being able to see what was coming. He glanced around, and decided on the loose shirt she’d worn over her suit while they walked to the beach. He rolled it, and gently placed it over her eyes and around her head, tying it carefully so he didn’t pull her hair.

Amy shivered again, feeling more vulnerable still, yet even more open to the sounds and feelings and even the smells with her vision restricted. She loved giving herself over to him, his gentle hands sent thrills through her as her arousal grew. Even without sight, she knew he would be massively aroused, and she felt heat in her own sex as she thought about what he might do next.

He didn’t keep her waiting long, his hands took hers and lowered them down, placing one on her own breast, guiding the other to her tringle, and said “Play.” He stood in front of her watching, as she began to toy with her nipple, rolling it between her fingers, squeezing and teasing it, and her other hand automatically began to play with her lips, pressing into her warmth and releasing, finding her clit and giving it extra attention.

He thought he’d never seen a more beautiful sight, his raven-haired lovely standing nude before him, unable to see, standing proud and tall in the sunlight, openly touching herself, giving herself pleasure which pleasured him. He reached out, and placed his hand on her other breast, matching her finger’s movements, hearing her gasp softly. He could smell her now, smell her arousal and see it in the flush of her skin as he admired her.

Amy’s breath was coming in shorter, deeper gasps now, she could feel her own chest expanding as she toyed with her nipple, feeling Graham’s larger hand mimicking her. With the blindfold on, she could imagine these hands belonged to anyone, a momentary thought passed through her brain as she considered that anyone who did come to the beach would certainly get an eyeful, but it was lost as Graham’s other hand joined hers in teasing her sex. She pulled her own hand higher, leaving just her fingertips playing with her clit, feeling the wiry curls under her palm, as Graham moved lower, rubbing harder on her lips, tugging them gently.

She moaned softly, and his hands left her body again, making her feel like crying out at the loss. Then his hands were back, on her hip and behind one knee, helping her down. He gently had her kneel on the towel, then laid her back; pressing at her knees, her legs opened wide, and he placed her hands on her breasts again, once more whispering “Play.”

She did so, more intensely this time, pinching her hard dark nipples firmly, legs open wide in the sun. Graham looked at her again, marveling at the beauty before him, then kneeling between her legs and leaning over to her sex.

Amy felt him kneel between her legs, and rocked her hips slightly, lifting herself to him. She felt his warm breath on her, tickling her softly, and then his tongue was on her lips, probing and licking, causing her to thrust her hips up toward him, making her fingers pinch her nipples hard.

Graham paused, until she lowered her hips again, then moved in once more. He ran his tongue along the length of her lips, then further, down to her anus and straight up to the top of her pubic hair, feeling it mat beneath his saliva. He opened his mouth wide, and gently sucked as much of the soft mons into his mouth as he could, moving lower and doing the same to each of her swollen lips. He could see her skin darkening, and the lips were swelling, the inner lips becoming slick as she grew wetter.

He began to lick rapidly, his tongue opening her wide and setting her juices free, sliding his tongue as deeply into her wet hole as he could, then running it all over her, gently rimming her asshole and licking up the union of her thighs, tugging her pubic hair with his mouth, along to her other side and back. Finding her center again, he stopped and heard her groan in frustration as he merely held still, lips around her clit but not moving.

”oh, you bastard, you tease..” Amy thought, feeling the swell of her arousal hold in position, he was so good at knowing just when to stop, to hold her for a moment, knowing that she’d feel it even more intensely for the pause. She was lost in sensation, her skin hot in the sun, nipples as hard as little pebbles on the beach, her entire body awash in hot tingles centered on her clit, where he was holding her with his lips. She was unaware of anything but her own heat, panting for release.

Abruptly he left her clit, her pussy clenching internally as he pulled away, she could feel the sun baking her where her own juices were making her slick, and she moaned softly. She felt him moving from between her legs, and then his mouth was on her nipple, insistently moving her fingers aside as he sucked it in, nibbling around the swell of her breast, licking underneath and spiraling toward the peak again. She felt a shiver connected directly from his mouth on her nipple to her sex, and she slipped her hand between them, laying her palm on her mons and pressing as he sucked deeply.

Again he stopped and pulled away, she felt he was leaning back, and again she could almost feel his eyes on her, as he looked at her. It was incredibly arousing to her, not being able to see him but exposed to him fully, and she felt another rush of moisture gathering.

Graham leaned back on his heels, watching Amy as she played with one tit, and pressed and released her other hand over the triangle of her sex. He was hard as a rock, and wanted her badly, so he moved again, crawling between her legs. He positioned himself so the head of his cock was at her pussy, and started to move it up and down her, not penetrating, rubbing it all around her opening and spreading her lips wide with his head.

Amy’s whole consciousness settled at her pussy now, feeling his warmth and hardness, waiting for him to join with her, wanting to feel the sweet fullness of having him inside her. She started lifting her hips to him again, wanting to draw him into her and seeking him out, needing release from the tension he’d carefully built in her.

Graham held out as long as he could stand it, the sight of Amy blindly seeking him with her open pussy was driving him crazy; with one long, slow smooth push, he slipped his length deep inside her, feeling the tight wetness envelope him. Her sex was so hot, he thought he’d burn, as he pushed hard into her, holding himself in her.

Amy gasped as he filled her, feeling his length deep inside her, filling her. He was holding himself against her, mashing her clit and making his cock wiggle up and down in her, and she groaned and squeezed her pussy around him, lifting her legs behind his back and pulling against his hips, pulling him closer and as deep as she could.

Her head lifted, seeking his mouth with hers, and she kissed him deeply, forcing her tongue into his mouth, chasing his with hers and tasting her own juices on his lips; she nibbled at his lip, and felt him respond, taking her lip between his teeth and gently biting.

He drew back a little, and whispered hoarsely, “I can’t hold on long, I’m going to come too soon.”

“So, we’ll do it again, come with me now,” Amy whispered back, squeezing herself around him even tighter, then releasing, beginning to milk him with her pussy. She loved the feeling of him deep inside her, and loved to make him come without even thrusting.

She felt the swell of her arousal grow even more, and this time he wasn’t stopping it, as she milked him and he kissed her, feeling her climax approaching rapidly. He stiffened all over, muscles tightening, and she felt him grow impossibly big inside her as he came, feeling him spasm in her pussy and her own climax joined his, clenching around him, her muscles fluttering deep within her sex, breathlessly attempting to draw him even further into her, pulling him tighter with her heels on his ass.

Graham started kissing her all over as she came with him, her eyes and cheeks and around her mouth, catching her lips and releasing them to move along, rapidly touching his lips to her neck, all over her face, a quick swipe of his tongue along the line of the shirt that bound her eyes, whispering “I love you” into her ear as his mouth passed by on the way to her shoulder, along the line of her collarbone and up the other side.

Amy wrapped her arms around his back, pulling him onto her, taking his weight and loving the feeling of being covered by his kisses and filled with his need, feeling herself begin to come again as she continued to clench her pussy on him, gasping and making little mewling, wordless cries as her orgasm swept through her. Graham lifted himself onto his elbows, looking at her as she came, seeing her teeth catching her lower lip and her head rolling back and forth in her pleasure. He was still deep inside her as her breathing slowed, and she slowly relaxed her hold around his hips and let her feet slide down his thighs, little spasms from deep inside her making his cock jump in response.

He reached up and placed his hands alongside her face, caressing her cheeks with his thumbs and leaning in to kiss her again, softly but with more passion than ever. She let her arms fall from him, and lifted them over her head again, lying beneath him with her arms overhead, stretching full length as she continued to squeeze around him. He lifted himself off her chest, and looked down at her as she stretched below him, admiring the proud lift of her breasts as she slowly calmed down.

She opened her mouth to say something, but again his hand was there, covering her lips, “Hush my love, don’t say anything at all,” and she smiled and nodded her acquiescence. Graham rolled to his side, keeping himself inside Amy, pulling her leg over his hip and settling her on the towel, facing him. His fingertip traced the lines of her face again, trailing down her neck, along her breasts. He paused and teased her nipple again, seeing and feeling it harden to his touch again, then continued along the swell of her hip, and over to her ass and along the back of her thigh as it lay across his hip.

Amy felt the love in his touch, and it started the warmth swelling within her again, once more the connection between his fingers’ roaming exploration and the center of her arousal caused her breath to grow ragged. She began trying to kiss him, seeking his mouth with hers, blindly finding his lips and capturing them with her own, clenching her strong internal muscles around him again, feeling him begin to harden inside her again.

She wasn’t sure how long he continued his loving explorations, time was irrelevant as she drowned in the feelings he created. She could feel the sun on her body, hear the waves, smell the mixture of salty ocean and tangy sex, and wanted it to go on and on. Graham’s strong hands began to massage as he touched, pushing harder into her skin as he moved his hand along her arm, then over to her leg and caressed her ass. She felt him pulling her cheek open, felt the sun reaching into her cleft and then his finger was on her asshole, gently running around it, moving further down to where her pussy enveloped his cock. As he pressed into her, she could feel her juices mixed with his come begin to slip out around him, and his finger rubbing and smearing it into her, coating between her pussy and her anus.

She sighed as his hand moved away, and began working up her butt, gently massaging her cheeks and sliding higher, kneading her lower back and further up, caressing the back of her neck so her head rolled back, slightly away from him as the muscles responded to his touch. He leaned over her, his lips to her throat again, then she felt him pressing her leg from off his him, laying her back on the towel.

Amy groaned a bit in displeasure, as Graham withdrew from her, leaving her spread eagled on the towel, gaping and open. Then she gasped and moaned, as his tongue once again made contact with her clit, and he slipped it lower and deep inside her. She pulled her knees higher, opening herself to his mouth, feeling his tongue lapping their combined juices from her. As he licked and sucked her, she felt the familiar tingle deep inside her again, rising faster than ever, and another climax washed over her as Graham moved to circle her clit with his tongue, never too hard, then licking all over her pussy again, tasting the slippery wetness of her pussy and the sticky come he’d left there.

“Honey, stop, too much,” she gasped, trying to close her thighs, hardly able to stand the intensity of coming again, but his strong hands held her knees open and kept her from blocking his access.

He slowed his tempo, moving away from her clit and inner warmth, and began giving her gentle, soft kisses all around her sex, letting her relax and come down a bit. He loved the taste and texture of her, loved looking up and seeing her head rolling, her nipples pointing to the sky and the heave of her tummy as she tried to catch her breath.

Graham moved up her body, planting kisses as he went, circling her navel with his tongue, doing the same to her nipples, and lay beside her, running his hand gently around her breasts and belly, smoothing her skin with his palm. He twirled his fingers in her pubic hair and trailed loving caresses up to her face, admiring her with touch and scent and vision.

Amy captured his hand in hers, intertwining her small fingers to his, and squeezed, brought it to her lips and kissed each of his fingers in turn. Graham watched her, as she lovingly straightened each one in turn, giving the tip of each a gentle suck. She smiled at him blindly when she finished, and whispered “You make me feel so good, you make me feel so loved and so special. Thank you, for loving me. Sometimes, it’s nice to make love and not just fuck…”

Graham reached behind her head, and loosened the blindfold, tossing her shirt to the sand, and kissed each of her eyelids in turn, “I love you too, honey, I like to make you feel good, to make love to you.”

Amy opened her eyes, blinking and squinting slightly in the bright sun, and smiled at him again. “Just think, honey. We have all day and all night, too. Let’s swim, and then we’ll try fucking, for a change!”