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The beach- Should I continue this story?  

NaughtyNurseMn 56F
177 posts
5/15/2007 8:47 am
The beach- Should I continue this story?

Hmmm, I came across a story I wrote- I am thinking that I might just finish it. Should I?

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The Beach-

The last day of my long awaited vacation was approaching much too quickly for me. It had already been six glorious days of fun in the sun. The weather was perfect, warm, sunny, and tropical; the hotel setting was even more so. From the fabulous view out my suite deck, I could see the oceans surf rushing into shore in tumultuous waves beating against the oceanfront. The sun was fierce and fiery keeping me warm in the breeze.

It was a relaxing and uneventful trip; Cabo San Lucas was just what I had been hoping it would be. After a few days on the beach, a day of shopping and a luxurious day at the spa I was feeling quite successful. The only thing that was missing during this fabulous vacation was someone to share it with. I planned this trip just a few weeks after he asked me for the divorce. Starting over at 37 isn’t where I pictured myself to be at this point of my life, but here I was and it was time to start living for me now. I liked being part of a couple, a partnership, I missed that now. I missed my ex, but knew that it was more over than ever now- there was too much residual pain to go backwards now. It was time to move on, it was time…

It was 83 degrees, with brilliant blue skies as I lay by the pool. Patiently I waited for the cabana boy to come by so I could order a drink. I was craving something fun, tropical and intoxicating to drink. Shortly after my patience ran out, I got up from my comfy lounge chair and walked over to the pool bar to order the drink myself. On one side there was the swim up bar and on the other side there was dry bar service. I gathered my long blonde hair back together and twisted it around and up into a clip. I reached for my towel and wrapped it around my waist and tied into a knot and walked over to the bar.

As I was approaching the cabana bar, a tall dark handsome man approached from the other direction at the same time. He was in his early 40’s, about 6’ tall with tantalizing dark brown eyes and short dark curly tousled hair. He wasn’t dressed like those around the pool. He was wearing red athletic shorts, a white t-shirt that showed off his hard tan body. His tennis shoes and the sweat on his tight t-shirt made it obvious that he had just got back from a jog along the beach. The look on my face must have read “fuck me” because I couldn’t stop staring at him no matter how hard I tried. It was almost embarrassing as I stared into his eyes and then began staring at him taking in his magnificent body. Finally I broke the stare, I looked away and smiled. I was a little embarrassed by my obvious desperation but the tall dark stranger seemed flattered by it. He returned the smile and followed me into the cabana bar. “So, what are we having to drink? What do you recommend?” he said. The conversation was light, as I recommended the obvious frozen drinks with playful teasing and flirting mixed in between our talk. He was incredibly sexy. He told me his name was Steve, that he was a pilot and that he had just flew in from Nevada for the night. He had been put up at the resort by the airlines- which according to him didn’t usually occur at a 5 star all inclusive resort. “It must be my lucky day” he said to me smiling. The conversation was playful and I did my best to keep it flowing. We stood at the bar making small talk, but I couldn’t help wonder what it would be like to kiss the lips that I watched in front of me sipping from his drink. He was very hot. I had a visual of his sexy well built body in his pilot’s uniform with me stripping it off of him! Wow, I thought, as a little heat wave flushed through me, I felt instantly wet as the vision of this encounter went through my mind as he stood before me. I felt a little guilty having such hot thoughts about a perfect stranger. It was as if he could read my mind, because he smiled at me slyly and asked me to have dinner with him.

I returned to my suite, took a long shower, shaved and anticipated the night ahead. I put on a little sleeveless dress with some subtle heels and a light sweater. It had been a long time since I’d had sex and I was well over due. I couldn’t help but hope that the night went in the direction of some sexual satisfaction for me. My pilot would due just fine.

Steve knocked on my door at 6pm, just as he promised. He was freshly dressed in casual resort wear and smelled FABULOUS. I was intoxicated by the first breath I took of him. He looked amazing and when he smiled, he had little laugh lines around his eyes that made me melt. I wasn’t sure how I would get though dinner without wet panties at this point. I decided to invite him in for a drink since we had plenty of time before our dinner reservations.

I had a bottle of champagne that he opened for me. He poured us both a glass and we went out to the balcony that overlooked the ocean on one side and the pool on the other. The sun was setting and the combination of the ocean air and Steve’s cologne was throwing me over the edge, it was incredible. The electricity between us was evident. Without any warning, I found myself leaning into him and kissing him. I couldn’t stand it anymore. His lips tasted like champagne and they were hot and met mine just as eagerly. I could feel his erection beneath me and wondered what he tasted like.

I reached down to feel him and was happy with what I felt there. I unzipped his pants and pulled out a fabulous looking hard girthy cock. Gently I led him over to the lounge chair on the balcony and took his pants off him so I could have full access to everything there. I cupped his balls into my hands and gently squeezed and kneaded them, then grabbed the base of his penis with my hand and guided it to my lips and awaiting tongue. I sucked on the top of the head lightly and watched his reaction which appeared to be from my vantage point ‘blissful’ as he slyly smiled at me and gave out a little moan. Pumping slowly from the base I met each pump with a little suckling then stopped and licked the head softly until pre cum oozed out and I lapped it up eagerly like a little thirsty smitten kitten. It tasted so good I wanted more. Watching him watching me made me so wet. I stopped for a minute lifted up my dress and took off my panties and we watched as they fell to the floor, along with my sweater and dress.

My nipple were firm and hard standing at attention in the warm breezy tropical evening air. We could hear the wave crashing into the shore and still could hear the music at the pool playing in the background, people laughing and talking below us. It was a turn on to be out in public, being so naughty. From the view we had, there were rooms above us and just to the left of the balcony were other rooms that had a view into ours. Just past that next door, they were building an addition to the resort. We could see the men were still working standing on scaffolding trying to complete a hard day’s work. I on the other hand, was just standing in front of something very hard! It was hard and wet waiting so patiently for me to return with my hot breath and pink tongue teasing it to ecstasy. I returned for a quick teasing lick but stood up and reached for his hand to feel my own wetness. With two fingers, he ran his hand across my wetness and plunged them deep into my wet pussy. He pulled them out and gave me a taste, then plunged in with his fingers again to try a taste for himself. We both sucked his fingers dry, my tongue sucking on his fingers wanting more. I tried to return to his waiting hard cock, but he stopped me. “I want more of that fantastic tasting pussy”, he stood up, led me into the bedroom and I lay back in the middle of the bed; he opened my legs wide and began to please me. I couldn’t stand it; I needed something to suck on as well. It felt so good, but I wanted more. I sat up, pulled him onto the bed and straddled his face, while positioning myself nicely over his thick cock. The skin of his cock was like silk; he was beautifully made and tasted phenomenal. I played with the tip for a little bit, while feeling his tongue on my clit sucking and nibbling gently. I pumped lightly with one hand from the base guiding his cock into my mouth. Sucking furiously teasingly, then I took my thumb and gently circled it around the top of the head as I gently held onto it. Once again a little cum trickled out. It was hard to concentrate on anything but sucking because Steve’s expert tongue was licking my pussy with raw talent. I felt out of my body at one point because it took me higher sexually than I thought was possible. He hit me with his tongue in all of the right places, then plunged his two fingers into my pussy again as he pumped and sucked on my clit. He would stop every now and then teasing me with his tongue with little flittering licks when what I wanted was for him to suck hard. I could do nothing but suck with fury as I anticipated him doing the same. When he finally did, I felt electricity run through me; it was amazing as I ground my hips into his hungry mouth. My tongue was licking in between the thirsty sucks. His hips were bucking under my sucking lips. As if we both knew the magic moment, we came within seconds of each other. I could feel the boiling cum rising to the surface as he exploded into my mouth and I sucked with all I had until he quit moving and he did the same for my satisfied pussy.

We sat up and began kissing sensually at first, then erotically. He was a fabulous kisser of all things kissable. We could taste each other through our kiss and the combination between the two of us tasted amazing. We reluctantly stopped making out and agreed that we had worked up an appetite and headed downstairs for our dinner reservation. We knew we’d have to keep our strength up in order to go through round two, later. I couldn’t wait. The anticipation of how he would feel inside of me was intense. We sexually teased each other as we helped each other get dressed again for dinner. We were giddy, like two high school drunk off the juices of our recent passionate exchange.

Dinner was amazing, the conversation riveting. We exchanged personal storied from our divorces as we sat next to each other at a small table in the restaurant. He shared with me that he owned his own plane, had a home in Nevada as well as another in southern California. He came from a wealthy family and chose to not participate in the family business. We exchanged small talk for a while until dessert came, I fed him a spoonful of my strawberries and whip cream, I leaned over and whispered in his ear “I’d love to lick this whip cream off that magnificent cock of yours”. That was all he need to hear to move things along. We left the restaurant and decided to take a stroll along the beach. It had cooled down and my nipples felt like they were jumping out of my chest. I put my sweater on, took my sandals off and walked<b> barefoot </font></b>with him along the soft white sandy beach. The moon was bright in the nighttime sky, no clouds, just lots of stars surrounding us. We found a quiet place to sit and I sat in front of him as he wrapped his arms around me holding me tightly. My back rested against his warm hard chest, his breath on my neck- I nuzzled my head back into the warmth and he began to kiss my neck and ear. This was an instant turn on for me to feel his lips and tongue on my neck, along with the sound of the ocean which seems to be a natural aphrodisiac for me. Just like the lyrics from my favorite Del Amitri song which goes-“The sound of the surf makes strange things happen to me”. I love the water in every format, river, ocean, stream, babbling brook, you name it! I knew that this combination of the tropical setting, the ocean and Steve would be an incredible experience.

To be continued…



The Naughtiest Nurse You'll Ever Know...

xoxoxoxoxoxoxo,
N.N.


sex4fun1498 44M
4 posts
7/9/2007 3:02 pm

That girl was a vary erotic and exciting story. Got my blood pumping. Cant wait to hear more.


comeoniwannalick 62M
62 posts
6/2/2011 1:46 pm

Such an incredibly hot story. I bet you looked amazing! I am so jealous of the lucky pilot.... it made me drool thinking about eating your hot wet pussy. I will do that all night long baby!

please add me as your friend.

Tim


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