I felt the sand between my toes as I walked along the beach, suddenly finding myself face-to-face with a handsome, muscular stranger. His enticing blue eyes were doing all the talking, and soon our mouths locked in steamy kisses. Then we were in the surf, his salty, salty lips bathing my neck in hot saliva. Soon he was pleasuring me as we bobbed in the waves…until we culminated in a wild, sin-filled scene of beach-side blowjobs.
Browsing: sand
His cock surged in his trunks, desperately seeking to escape, as if being freed it would finally taste the sun-kissed bliss of the ocean. He imagined embracing his mate. Their legs entwined as sweat merged with the salty air and pebbled sand. Kisses became frenzied, grown hungrier and more brazen as the waves lapped shattered upon the shore. He craved more…his own beach bawdy.
The sky was an orange sunset painting the shore and all its erotically smooth sand. As waves pounded, two male lovers embraced amidst the salty mist, ardently kissing. The wetness of the sea both cooled and stoked their lusty fires. Hands journeyed and explored as hard furry chests pressed with an abandon that only love could bring. An explosive encounter rivaling the wild waves, a night to remember.
The ocean breeze was a prelude to the night’s escapades as the moonlight glowed on the shoreline. Wrapped in each other’s arms, we found the perfect place between land and sea, hearing only waves and whimpering cries of pleasure as our bodies intertwined in a lustful siesta. We rode the seemingly never-ending wave of passion, leaving us completely spent and fully satiated.
They melted away, leaving their clothes to the sand, the sea, their souls…..His skin was salty from the sea, his mouth sweet with desire. His hands danced upon him and around him, seeking out the perfect places to pleasure and excite. A kiss here, a touch there, a frolic in the water…all leading up to an ending in sultry, sweaty, blissful ecstasy.
The waves crashed against the sand like silky fingers caressing our skin. His warm, wet hands roamed my body, deliciously exploring every inch. My heart raced as I felt him pressing against me, his arousal begging to be released. All I could do was submit to the rapture of the ocean and the blinding hunger that threatened to take control.
He stripped off his wetsuit in a rush, his skin shining in the sun. His body a tempting canvas for the bold lips of his lover as they tasted each inch. The waves of pleasure crashing over them as they explored each other with hands and mouths. The burning kisses, evoking a rising tide of tenderness and white hot desire.
He arrived at the beach with a plan; one that would inevitably bring pleasure to himself and two others. The warm sand was the perfect place for his wildest desire, a sweaty, passionate threesome that would make the waves of the ocean rise to its climatic peak. Nothing was forbidden, no depths unexplored, pure carnal lust was their guide and the sand their bed.
The sand gave way under their salty cheeks, as their embrace deepened. The setting sun lit up the horizon, a molten landscape of fusing desire and glistening skin. An unspoken language of touch, entwined in a tantalizing threesome of sensual moments, breathless and alive with pleasure in the sand.
The sun had long faded away, leaving behind a balmy evening. I lay outstretched along the sand, looking out over the vast ocean. Sensual pheromones wafted in the air, blending with the saltiness of the night breeze. Then, suddenly, I felt a presence. He stepped forward, the moonlight glinting off his tanned skin. We silently moved toward each other and embraced. In that moment, a wild passion smoldered between us. Heat and intensity built as our bodies harmoni-cally moved together. Excitement surged and we dove into an unrestrained night of pleasure.