Sun-Drenched Lust
The nude beach stretched out under a blazing summer sun, waves lapping at the shore with a lazy rhythm. Anna, 19, lounged on her towel, her cute a-cup tits catching the golden light, her tight ass barely dusted with sand. She’d come alone, craving the freedom of being bare, her dark hair spilling around her like a wild crown. Young and fearless, she loved the feel of eyes on her—her slim frame, her smooth skin, all out for the world to see. The beach was quiet, just a few scattered bodies soaking up the heat, but she felt alive, electric with possibility.
Simon, 22, wandered along the waterline, towel tossed over his shoulder. He was lean, tanned, and packing a thick cock that swung free as he walked. His sandy hair flopped into his eyes, and a cocky grin played on his lips. He’d taken the day off from his boring retail gig, itching for something—or someone—to make it worth it. Then he spotted her: Anna, sprawled out like a fucking dream, her perky tits pointing up, her tight ass curved just right. His dick stirred, thickening at the sight, and he adjusted his stride, heading her way.
Anna noticed him staring and flashed a teasing smile. She liked what she saw—tall, cute, with a cock that was already half-hard and impossible to ignore. She sat up, brushing sand off her thighs, and waved him over. “Hey, stranger,” she called, voice light and flirty. “Got any oil? I’m frying out here.” Simon’s grin widened as he closed the distance, dropping his towel next to hers. “Yeah, I’ve got some,” he said, digging a bottle from his bag. He held it up, eyes locked on hers. “Want help putting it on?”
She didn’t even blink. “Go for it,” she said, flipping onto her stomach, her tight ass on full display. The curve of it was perfect, firm and round, practically daring him to touch. Simon squirted oil into his hands, rubbing them together until they glistened, then started at her shoulders. His fingers were warm and strong, sliding down her back, leaving a slick trail that made her skin shimmer. Anna sighed, arching just enough to push her ass up as he moved lower. “Don’t miss anything,” she teased, glancing back with a smirk. His thick cock bobbed in the open air, fully hard now, and she bit her lip, already imagining what it could do.
Simon’s hands lingered on her ass, kneading the tight flesh, oil dripping into the crevice between her cheeks. “Damn, you’re fucking hot,” he muttered, voice low and rough. Anna wiggled her hips, giggling. “You think so? Keep going, then.” He spread her cheeks slightly, admiring the view, his dick pulsing with need. He wanted to fuck her right there, but he played it slow, rubbing oil down her thighs, then back up, teasing her with every stroke. She moaned softly, the sound driving him wild, and he could see her getting wet—her pussy glistening under the sun, just inches from his fingers.
“Turn over,” he said, voice thick with lust. Anna obeyed, rolling onto her back, her perky tits bouncing as she settled. Her nipples were hard, pink little peaks begging for attention, and she spread her legs just enough to give him a full view. Simon squirted more oil, starting at her collarbone, working down to those A-cups. He cupped them, thumbs brushing her nipples, and she gasped, arching into his touch. “Fuck, that feels good,” she breathed, eyes half-closed. His hands slid lower, over her flat stomach, stopping just above her shaved pussy. She was dripping now, and he could smell her arousal mixing with the coconut oil.
Anna reached out, bold as hell, and grabbed his thick cock. “My turn,” she said, smirking as she wrapped her fingers around him. Simon groaned, hips jerking as she started stroking—slow at first, then faster, her oiled hand slick and tight. They were out in the open, a few strangers lounging nearby, but she didn’t care. The thrill of it—jerking him off in public—made her pussy throb. “You’re so fucking big,” she whispered, pumping him harder, her perky tits jiggling with the motion. Simon’s head tipped back, his breathing ragged. “Shit, Anna, you’re gonna make me blow.”
She didn’t stop. Her hand flew over his cock, slick with oil and precum, her grip perfect—firm, relentless. “Do it,” she urged, leaning closer so her tits were right under him. “Cum on me.” Simon’s balls tightened, his thick dick pulsing in her hand. He groaned loud, a guttural sound, and exploded—thick ropes of cum shooting out, splattering across her perky A-cups. The hot, sticky mess coated her nipples, dripping down her chest, and she laughed, smearing it with her fingers. “Fuck, that’s a lot,” she said, licking a drop off her thumb, eyes locked on his.
Simon panted, dick still twitching, staring at her cum-soaked tits. “You’re insane,” he rasped, but he was grinning, already half-hard again. Anna stood, wiping sand off her ass, and grabbed his hand. “Come on,” she said, tugging him toward the water. “Round two.” The ocean was warm, lapping at their thighs as they waded in, the salty breeze cooling their skin. She turned to face him, water up to her waist, her tight ass bobbing just above the surface. “Fuck me here,” she demanded, pressing her body against his, her cum-streaked tits rubbing his chest.
He didn’t need convincing. Simon grabbed her hips, lifting her slightly so her legs wrapped around him. His thick cock nudged her pussy, still slick from oil and her own juices, and he thrust in hard. Anna gasped, clinging to his shoulders as he filled her, the water splashing around them. “Yes, fuck me!” she moaned, loud enough that heads turned on the beach. He pounded her, waves crashing against their bodies, her tight pussy gripping him like a vice. Her perky tits bounced with every thrust, cum washing off into the sea, and she clawed at his back, desperate for more.
Simon’s hands slid to her ass, squeezing that tight little peach, fingers brushing her hole. “You like it dirty?” he growled, slowing his thrusts to tease her. Anna nodded, breathless. “Fuck my ass, then.” His cock slipped out of her pussy, dripping wet, and he pressed it against her asshole. The water helped, slicking the way, and he pushed in slow—her tight ring stretching around his thick head. She whimpered, half-pain, half-pleasure, but urged him on. “Deeper!” He obeyed, sinking in, groaning as her ass swallowed him whole.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he grunted, starting to move, fucking her ass slow and deep. Anna’s moans turned into cries, her body rocking against him, water churning around them. She reached down, rubbing her clit fast, chasing another high. “Harder, Simon!” she begged, and he gave it to her—slamming into her ass, his thick cock stretching her wide. The public setting, the waves, her screams—it was a fucking rush. She came hard, shaking in his arms, her pussy pulsing as her ass clenched around him. Simon couldn’t hold it—her tightness milked him dry, and he came again, spilling deep inside her ass this time.
They collapsed against each other, panting, water lapping at their spent bodies. Anna laughed, breathless, her tight ass still tingling, cum leaking out into the sea. “That was fucking wild,” she said, kissing him sloppy and quick. Simon grinned, pulling out slow, his thick cock softening. “You’re a freak,” he teased, splashing her playfully. She splashed back, her perky tits bouncing, already plotting the next round. The beach watched, but they didn’t care—sun, sand, and sex was all they needed.
Back on shore, they dried off, cum and saltwater sticking to their skin. Anna’s tight ass swayed as she walked, Simon’s thick cock swinging free, both of them grinning like they’d just won the lottery. The day wasn’t over—maybe they’d find a dune to fuck behind next. For now, they lay back on their towels, letting the sun bake them, knowing this nude beach had just become their playground.
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