The day
The day at the beach had been so good. The weather was hot even for August.
He had loved watching her in her bikini. Her curvaceous body looked so good, at times her voluptuous tits looked like they would spill out of her bikini top, which appeared as if it was struggling to contain them.
He had covered her body in lotion earlier as she laid on her front, slowly dripping the cream on her, from her lower legs, working up to her upper thighs.
He began with her feet, even though there was no lotion on them, he couldn’t resist touching them. He felt her feet arch slightly as he touched them, both his thumbs kneading her soles deeply.
He had massaged in the lotion slowly and deliberately. Her legs felt warm to the touch and the cream seemed to melt into her skin.
He made sure to purposely slow his strokes down even more as he reached her inner thighs, concentrating on lightly touching the edges of her bikini bottoms with his fingers.
He could feel a change in her body as his fingers massaged her, his hands stoking her firm thighs. Her breathing seemed to have changed, there seemed to be more urgency to it, as if she was trying to catch her breath.
He knew she was reacting to his firm yet gentle touch. He knew that if he dared to pull her bikini bottoms to the side, he would find her shaved cunt was now very wet.
Instead he continued to massage the lotion into her upper body, taking his time again. He unclasped her bikini top, letting it fall to the side, revealing a perfect view of her side breasts.
He slowly concentrated to massage her, his hands gliding slowly over her back, moving purposely to the sides over her back. Touching her breasts at the side.
His hands moved further up to her neck, both hands on either side of her throat. He gently, yet consciously tightens his grip on her neck, letting her know that he was in complete control of her.
He leant over her and whispered into her ear, ‘I’m going to fuck your wet cunt hard later.’
