Chapter 5
She leaned back, letting the rising sun warm her even more. As hot as her body felt on the outside, inside was where it mattered. Her tits glowed from the fucking she had received, and her mouth still burned from the taste of the roller blader's cock. Jacqui slowly licked her lips and caught a drop of dried cum.
It sent her pulse racing again. Her tits rising and falling under her sweatshirt rubbed her agitated nipples on the soft inner fabric. Everything she did turned her on that much more. She had been missing so much for so long.
She sat up and looked around. The crowd grew, but it wasn't shoulder to shoulder yet. The blonde looked for the guy on the roller blades, but didn't see him anywhere. The cop had chased him off.
Jacqui thought a minute about the cop and his interest in watching. He wasn't such a bad-looking guy.
She reached between her legs and rubbed her twat. The crinkly pubic hairs had become matted from all the inner oils leaking from her aroused pussy.
"I need a shower," she said to herself. She jumped to the sidewalk thinking about driving home. Then she smiled. "Why bother? I'm at the beach. Why not go for a swim!"
The lack of a bathing suit didn't bother her. She had let a guy fuck her tits while a cop watched. Sucking the guy off in public-or out where anyone could see-had given the sultry golden-haired seductress confidence to do anything she wanted.
Feeling sexually free for the first time in her life, Jacqui padded down across the sand. Here and there lay a few sunbathers, waiting for the first rays of the day. She ignored them. A surfer out on the ocean caught a small wave and immediately bailed out to wait for a bigger one.
"That's what I need to do," she decided. "I need to wait for a bigger one. The only way that I'm going to find it is to.. .go fishing." She walked along the sand until she was around a rocky point away from the main parking lot. The water lapped up around her ankles and tickled her flesh. On impulse, she turned and faced out to sea, then wiggled free of her sweatpants.
Dropping down, she pressed her ass into the wet sand, spread her legs wide and let the incoming wave break against her naked blonde snatch. The wetness, the power, the feel of utter contentment, all gave her what she wanted most. The wave retreated, only to come back. Over and over, the ocean licked at her needy cunt.
Jacqui closed her eyes, braced herself on her hands and arched her back, thrusting her chest toward the sky. Spray fell on her, tickling and stimulating, but it was nowhere as much fun as letting the ocean crash against the tender flesh of her labia. Every movement caused her pussy lips to tremble and spread wide, as if ready for some sea-borne cock of immense proportions.
"At least you won't drown this way," came a deep voice.
Startled, Jacqui twisted around to see a surfer standing behind her. He had shoved his board into the sand so it stood upright. Smiling broadly, he kept his eyes fixed on the vertex of her spread legs where the sea washed over her twat. Her blonde bush was matted and crinkly with salt-but the way he eyed her caused the mix to change.
Along with every ocean wave came a tiny trickle of pussy juices again, leaking from her stirred-up snatch.
Before going to the movie, before her lezzie lovemaking with Sandra, before coming to the beach, having a man stare at her with such undiluted lust would have embarrassed her. Not now. Now it turned her on. She could accept what he had to offer. More than this, she wanted what was pushing against the rubber wetsuit he wore.
"I don't know about that," Jacqui said, standing. She stretched, reaching high above her head. This caused her bulky tits to flatten on her chest. Then she relaxed, tossed aside the sweatshirt to stand completely naked.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" she asked innocently.
"You have a great bod," he said. "I love those tits, but your legs are great. And that ass! It's about the finest one I've seen in years and years."
"I meant the view," she said, pointing out to the ocean.
"So did I," he shot back. The surfer came closer. He was older than she'd first thought. Maybe her age, or even a little older. Confident now, he reached out and touched her cheek. She turned slightly and kissed his hand, then stepped away.
"I have to go," she said. "Watch my clothes. I'll be back in a while." She ran into the surf, gauged her entry, then smoothly entered the water over a small breaking wave. She went deep, then angled up and came to the surface, sputtering loudly and shaking the water from her long blonde hair.
It didn't surprise her at all that the surfer's board still stood upright on the beach and that he was gone. She tread water, was lifted on a wave and then saw a dark figure swimming briskly under the water, coming right for her.
"Wow!" she cried as strong hands caught her around the waist and tossed her high into the air. like a seal, she twisted and went down into the water, diving as deep as she could. No matter how she tried to elude him, though, he followed, his hands always touching her in all the right places.
On this dive, his hand stroked over the rounded curve of her buttocks. His fingers stroked and probed and went into the deep, meaty canyon between her ass cheeks. Twisting around got his hand away from her butt, only to let him stroke between her legs over her pussy.
Her snatch was on fire, in spite of being underwater most of the time. Her entire body came alive when she felt the slickness of the wetsuit crush against her titties.
"Oh, yes, do that some more!" she cried, splashing around. She spoke to an empty ocean. Jacqui spun around, hunting for the surfer. Then she felt a hand moving at her ankle. Without realizing she did it, she spread her legs wider. The hand worked up her calf, stroked her tender inner thigh and then a middle finger penetrated her cunt lips and plunged deep.
Rolling onto her back, she languidly paddled, letting the finger wiggle and move around in her churning pussy.
"More," she said, not caring if the surfer heard. As long as he kept finger-fucking her, she was content to bob and bounced gently on the waves.
She craned her neck and looked between her legs to see his smiling face come up, his lips just inches from her twat.
"Go on," she urged. "Stick something more into my snug harbor."
"You want to be torpedoed?" he asked.
"If it's got a big enough warhead on it," she came back.
The gentle rocking on the waves reminded her of the times she had fucked on a water bed. Only this bed stretched for thousands of miles. She extended her arms to position herself properly. Her gigantic boobs buoyed her like water balloons. The cherry-red tips poked above the sea, the larger white mounds of tit flesh like icebergs under the water.
But Jacqui wasn't feeling the least bit cold.
She was on fire wherever the surfer touched her. His finger had slid from her pussy, only to be replaced by his mouth. He licked and lapped at her the way the waves on the beach had.
The biggest difference was the way his tongue invaded her cooze and gave her the tongue-lashing of her life. Gentle rocking, hard tongue-fucking-this was the way she loved it. And she had never realized it until this minute!
She had been missing out on so much staying with a dud in bed!
The man's mouth vanished from her pussy lips, leaving her momentarily confused. Why had he left?
Then she knew why. He was wiggling around underwater to strip off the lower part of his wetsuit.
He rose up, buck naked now. He landed on her belly and worked his way forward. She sighed with pleasure when she felt the tip of his huge fuck stick nudge into her cunt.
"Oh, a sea monster!" she exclaimed.
"I'm ready to plunge into the depths," he said.
"Do it, do it!"
Jacqui groaned with delight when he slid easily the entire length of her cunt. His huge pecker stretched her in all directions. The big blue vein on top of his cock pulsed with power and need, matching her own. With a little squeeze of her cunt muscles, she reassured him this was exactly what she wanted.
"You're tight, damned tight," he gasped out, surfacing again. "Have you ever made it in the water before?"
Jacqui thought about lying, then said. "No. This is the first time."
"You'd better be a juicy one, otherwise we'll need some more lubrication. The water washes away your pussy oils."
"Let's try it and see what happens," she said, not wanting to return to the beach. The water tossed her about in just the right motion. With his cock lodged balls-deep in her quim, she was ready to push to the next stage of arousal.
If her body could go that far without short-circuiting every nerve in her brain!
She felt his mouth moving over her tits, licking her tits, sucking her nipples and then working around to her ear. Then Jacqui sputtered. Still locked together, pecker hidden away in her tight pussy, they rolled over in the water. She was face-down and struggling to breathe. Then they kept rolling and again, she stared up at the brilliant blue sky.
"Can't do that without warning me. I'll drown," she spit out.
"Hang on and you'll catch the ride of your life," he promised her.
His arms wrapped around her body. His hands clutched at her curvy ass, worked around and stroked over her back. She let her legs spread wantonly wide so he could stay between her thighs. His cock began slipping a little from her pussy.
He clung to her even tighter and shoved back all the way up her cunt. Jacqui groaned with the intrusion. He wasn't fucking her, not moving in and out with powerful hip movements, but she didn't mind. It was sexy simply letting him get his dick inside her and letting the ocean toss them up and down together.
She locked her slender legs around his waist. Her tits mashed flat against his chest and she gasped for air as they began turning slowly in the water. One second, she was looking up at the sky with its puffy white clouds. The next, she tried to find the bottom of the ocean.
And then he swung her around again. She arched her back slightly and pulled him even deeper into her cunt. The wave motion was sexy, but she was quickly reaching the point where she needed more potent fucking.
"More, give me more. Hard, fast, deep."
"Can't do it as easily as on the beach," he said, his mouth moving close to her ear. He licked her ear lobe and then his tongue thrust into her ear. Tiny sparks of carnal electricity volted throughout her body wherever he touched. He wasn't giving her an all-out fucking, but was building her slowly.
She felt the sexual tensions rising within her like the swell of an ocean wave.
Clinging to the water-slickened shoulders hunching above her gave Jacqui no sense of security. And she wanted none. She had hung on to the safe and secure too long. Now it was time to live dangerously, to let go, to do all the things she had only dreamed about.
"Fuck me!" she cried.
The man responded immediately. He had been slowly stroking. Now his hips thrust with more power, his pecker sinking even deeper into her eagerly awaiting pussy.
She felt his body pressing her outer cunt lips in, then pulling her inner ones out as he withdrew from her smoldering twat. Every touch of his cock sent new sensations tossing through her like a riptide.
He bucked like a dolphin lifting out of the water and diving back as he fucked her. The movement of the restless ocean and the hard-pounding of his hot cock pushed her closer and closer.
His body caught at her tits and tried to pull the aroused nubbins of flesh off the tips. He had warned her all lubrication would be lost. The feel of his'body moving across her big tits was almost painful now. Those jugs had filled with hard-pounding blood. Her nipples throbbed and his chest pressed down hard into them.
She got closer to cumming.
"More, give me more. Ram it into me!"
The bucking motion of his fucking increased. She sputtered and struggled as water broke over her face. She stopped panicking and got down to moving with him, letting the ocean add to her stimulation. This was better than any water bed. She was able to sink and rise and all the while, his cock stayed within her cooze.
"Yes, oh, yes, aieee!" The cum took Jacqui by surprise. She had felt the wondrous sexual pressures mounting within her. She had not thought they would boil over with the suddenness they did.
She crammed her crotch down into his. Her bush ground hard into his groin, and she took his cock an extra inch deeper. The soft, warm enfolding grip of the ocean soothed and stimulated her at the same time. He pumped harder and harder, bucking up and down.
His prick began sliding in and out with more force. The ocean stole away some of her inner lubrication, but she was past caring. She had to have it all. She got it.
The spring of carnal delight building in her pussy gushed up and out in a wild rush of sexual release. She came harder than ever. And still he fucked on. She felt the friction from his movement filling her like water in a glass. And then she overflowed again.
She was never sure when he got off, but she knew he did. He cried out and caused them to roll over and over in the water. Finally, after another long minute, she felt the rock-hard pussy pleaser begin to wilt within her. His cock dribbled from between her legs and floated limp and exhausted a few inches away.
The blonde reached over and stroked it. The surfer had ridden the big wave and now needed to rest.
"You're something special," the man said. "Never been this good."
"You'd better be even better," she said.
"Again? So soon? Wait a while and-"
"Ahoy!" came the loud cry. "Are you drowning? Do you need help?"
The lifeguard paddled closer in a boat, looked them over, smiled and muttered, "Some people have all the luck," then guided his rescue boat parallel to the shore.
"That was close," the surfer said. "They can toss you in jail, you know."
"Really?" Jacqui said innocently. "For what?"
The surfer thought a moment, then said, "I'm not exactly sure. Let's try some other stuff and see."
They might have frightened away some fish, but for the rest of the morning their amorous splashing and coupling attracted no more attention.
By the time Jacqui went home, she was sore between the legs from taking so much cock, a little sunburned and more sure than ever she had found a way to keep from getting bored sexually with her husband.