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Sucking Cock on the Beach at Provincetown

The fact that it was broad daylight only added to the sensation of my skin against his, my mouth and tongue running over and around every inch of his manhood. His muscular body was slick with sweat and the salty air seemed to accentuate our deeply intimate encounter. I had never before experienced such a powerful feeling of hedonism and abandonment, as I ran my hands over his toned abs and latched my mouth onto his hard cock. His moans of pleasure drowned out the distant crash of the waves and the warmth of the sun gave way to a sensation of pure pleasure as I tasted him for the first time in this beautiful place of Provincetown.

Table of Contents

• 1. Licking the Salt of the Sea from His Skin
• 2. Shivering Ecstasy Under the Hot Summer Sun
• 3. The Pull of His Lips on Mine
• 4. Intimate Strands of Sand Granules on Our Bodies
• The Way Forward

1. Licking the Salt of the Sea from His Skin

The sun-scorched sand seared across my feet as I stepped onto the beach with a purpose. I scanned the horizon for something, someone special; my hunger for a salty experience both literal and metaphorical almost palpable in the stiff ocean breeze that billowed past.

My eyes met his invitational gaze, and I smiled in agreement. His lips curved in subtle response, never taking his eyes away from my own. With a flawed but daring bravado, I strolled through the waves towards him; a proverbial siren call that only his inner compass could understand, even as opposes the strict social and moral codes that relatively govern our lives.

We embraced with the salty air as witness; my fingertips tracing the little droplets of ocean water that glistened on his chocolate-hued skin. My tongue ventured out to follow their trail along his body, tasting the salt that clung to his surface like a comforting reminder of the transformative and potentially destructive power that can exist in the simple gesture of touch. As I felt the eagle soar in my veins, I sucked the life out of each moment, squeezing every drop of pleasure from his ever-intensifying state of ecstatic release.

2. Shivering Ecstasy Under the Hot Summer Sun

I had just arrived in Provincetown and the hot summer sun beat down on me like I was a piece of plastic in an oven. My skin was already covered in sweat and I hadn’t even been this close to the beach. But this was my mission, find the perfect spot on the remote coastline to indulge my craving for cock.

I searched around until I eventually found the beach. It was blissfully deserted and quiet, the only sound coming from the waves crashing onto the rocky shoreline. I felt a shiver go through my body, a mix of excitement and arousal. This was it, I had discovered my secret spot for pleasure.
I carefully made my way onto the beach and slowly peeled my clothes off until I was wearing nothing more than my bikini bottoms. The heat was so strong I could feel my skin practically steaming and I decided to give in to my desires. I crouched down onto the beach and felt the sand beneath me, my hands searching for a man’s cock to devour.

And in a few minutes I finally found what I was looking for, a gorgeous man with an impressive bulge in his shorts. I wasted no time and eagerly suckled on his cock, my tongue licking and exploring every inch. With each enthusiastic motion of my head, I felt the intensity of the sun’s heat growing stronger, until my skin was burning and aching for more. But all too soon it was over, and the sound of the waves was the only thing left echoing in my mind.

3. The Pull of His Lips on Mine

I could feel the energy of anticipation in the air as my eyes caught glimpses of his sun-kissed skin and playful smile from the shade of the pier. We didn’t speak a word, just nodded our heads in acknowledgement before the waves of desire pulled us together. His strong arms held me close as we sank into a passionate embrace – his kissing as if it could speak a thousand words – and I wanted to surrender to it.

The salty waves of the ocean and the cool sand beneath our feet sent us into a sexual fever. His tongue tasted of tequila and the ocean as it explored my mouth and tasted my desire. I felt like I could feel the tension of our need for one another throughout our whole bodies. His fingers gently caressed my neck while his mouth teased my hardened nipples, sending sparks of pleasure throughout my body. His expert hands cupped my buttocks and pulled me closer so I could feel the intensity of his desire for me. His lips found mine again, surprisingly gentle yet guiding, powerful yet tender in their pull. I surrendered to his kiss, both of us overcome by the moment and swept away by our passion.

4. Intimate Strands of Sand Granules on Our Bodies

I felt the grains of sand pressing against my back as we lay on the beach, my skin tingling in anticipation. As I closed my eyes and drew him toward me, I could feel the heat radiating off of his body, the sensation both comforting and nerve-wracking. His lips, still salty with the sea, tasted like an elixir as our kiss deepened.

The atmosphere was electric, the moment perfect: the waves lapping against the shore, the moldy beach chair in the corner behind us, and his hands tenderly caressing my face and neck with each passionate kiss. The night had just begun, with our salty lips and sweat-moistened skin intertwined, each touch delving deeper into the heat of the moment.

We passionately explored the whole beach, our clothes never fully removed from our bodies but enough to drive each other wild. His lips left a trail of pleasure from my neck to my chest as he expertly kissed and licked me, each soft touch heightening the anticipation between us. His hands gently squeezed and pulled each piece of my flesh, my aroused moans echoing across the nighttime tide.

Finally, as his hand grabbed my back and lifted me up, I maneuvered myself towards him, quickly hungrily taking his manhood into my mouth. The salty ocean air enveloped us as we found each other, the strands of sand mixed with sweat between us as we inched closer together. With our bodies merging into one, my lips firmly pressed against his flesh, I worshipped every inch of him as we shared in one unforgettable night.

The Way Forward

After the salty froth of the waves licking and lapping hungrily at the shoreline, playful, then exhausted and still, I slowly gathered myself, laying on the beach, languid and spent from the hot and sultry joys of our secret pleasures. I wiped the sand off my eyes and savored the sweet and heady cocktail of sea salt, beautiful cum, and sun tan lotion. I looked up and knew I had found satisfaction in the powerful intensity of the joyous and thrilling act of sucking cock on the beach at Provincetown.