It felt great, having her hand on me, and, although she was very wet, she was quite tight - two fingers were plenty to fill her nicely.
Our end if the beach was still empty apart from us, but it would have been tough to have had to stop, so it was very good to feel her go rigid, grabbing our cocks very hard, and then come, with a deep moan and a series of tremors passing through her whole body. A lovely orgasm, it seemed.
And this set him off, his sperm spraying onto her side and belly, and his body, too, jerking as he came.
This could have spelt the end of things, as they looked at each other, pleased with what they'd done and allowed to happen. But then he asked me (the first thing that had been said) to come over her breasts.
Now, more experienced and confident, I might have asked her to take me in her mouth; but this was fairly new to me, and I was happy to agree. So, while she held and stroked my balls, I brought myself off. My orgasm arrived and she smiled as she watched me come across her chest.
They looked at each other, and it was clear that it was time for me to give them some space - they had things to talk about, needed to be together. But, before I went, he asked if he could take a photo. So somewhere there is a picture of her lying back on the beach at Budleigh Salterton, looking like she's just come, with two loads of sperm across her and my cock just beginning to wilt.
Not a bad way to spend part of an afternoon... |
