“Are you drunk?” I ask, now worried about her state of mind. She won’t be able to catch herself if she falls.
“Super drunk actually. Thanks for asking. Now, mind your own business.” She makes it to the bottom of the stairs. Relief washes over me as I watch her walk onto the sand and dig her toes into the cool pebbles of the sea. Then, she stumbles and trips. “Whoa! I’m okay!” she squeals, catching herself before she falls face-first into the sand.
I’m curious what she’s up to. Until my mind figures it out. “You can’t go in the water. It’s not safe at night.” I’m frozen, waiting for her to listen to me and turn back around. But she doesn’t.
“Yeah, yeah, I’ve seen you in it all week at night. Nice try.” She keeps walking. The tide has picked up the last couple days due to it being hurricane season. If I weren’t trained to handle the choppiness of the waves, I wouldn’t have been out there either.
“Yeah, and I know the water. You don’t. Stay out of there,” I demand. Why the fuck is she still walking? Christ, she’s wobbling down to the water. The farther she gets, the harder it is to see her. The half-crescent moon glows against the water, but it’s still so dark, I struggle to see anything but her silhouette. “Hey!” I yell, but this time, she doesn’t respond.
I drop the bar of soap and run through the sand on high alert, listening for any signs of struggle. What the hell is wrong with this girl? Unsynchronized splashing. I go to call her name, but realize I don’t even know it. Numbers, letters, and equations blast through my head at the chances I guess it right. It’s undefinable, due to the various coed names—
“Hey!” I yell toward where I last spotted her. My feet slam into the sand, hitting the lining of the ocean shore and—
“BOO!”
I jump, losing my balance, and fall back into the cool ocean water.
“Holy shit! You should see your face!” She laughs. I wipe the water off my face as she stands above me, laughing, holding her chest. “Oh, man. For such a big guy, you sure do scare easily. I wish I recorded—”
Pushing to my feet, I tackle her, taking the last words right out of her mouth. She squeals as I bear hug her body to my chest and walk furiously with her in my tight hold into the cold water.
“Oh my God! Stop! It’s freezing!” She kicks back and forth, trying to fight her way out of my grip. “Ahhh! Stop, please stop! It’s fucking cold!” I don’t stop until we’re almost shoulder deep under. “Hold your breath.” Her eyes shine in the moonlight, a battle warring behind them. She realizes my next move and doesn’t know whether to yell or obey. My face remains stoic, serious, and she takes a deep breath as I sink us both beneath the water's surface.
When I pop back up, she has her arms and legs wrapped around me, the struggle forgotten. Her hair is soaked, covering her face. I lift my hand to brush it off, giving me the pleasure of her eyes. Green. Wide. She knows I’m lost in the sight of her. She seems to be doing the same. Her firm tits press nicely against my chest, and she has to be dumb not to feel my hard cock, even in the cold temperature.
It’s then I remember I don’t have any shorts on. A few seconds pass before she comes to the same realization. “Are you naked?” she asks, her voice hoarse. I can’t help the urge I allow to happen. Using my hand gripping her taut ass, I press her into me. Fuck, that felt good. “Yep, naked,” she whispers, her lids half closed. Her actions tease me, and I press into her again, gaining another reward. This time, her eyes shut and mouth parts. Hell knows what’s changed between earlier today and now, but my dick tells me I should keep going until she tells me to fuck off.
“You okay with this?” I bend, putting my lips on her bare shoulder, and suck on her skin, which is softer than I expected.
“I don’t like you, but I’m really horny and you’re hot, so yep, let’s do this.”
Fuck. The mouth on her. Visual after visual of what I have in mind takes over. I bring my mouth to hers and kiss her with the ferocity of an untamed beast. Her mouth is sweet. Like cranberries and vanilla. She kisses me back, weaving her hands into my hair and tugging hard, causing a ripple effect in my dick. I want to fuck her right here in the water. Then I want to fuck her on the sand. Then my bed. Shit, I want to fuck her on my goddamn driveway. All the places my dick wants to be inside her swirl through my head.
But first, I want to taste her pussy. I don’t remove my mouth from hers while I carry her out of the water and up the beach to my house. She’s wild in my arms, her lips against mine, her cunt pressing into me…my dick is about to explode. I can’t wait long enough to get her inside the house so I detour to the lawn chairs. Her back hits the cushion and a tiny squeal expels from her lips. I feel like a mad man unable to get to all of her fast enough. Ripping my mouth away from hers, I suck roughly down her chest to her breasts, pull back the tiny suit barely covering her tits, and bring her perky nipple into my mouth.
Fuck, I want to bite down. I want to bruise her. I want to own her.
I suck hard enough to receive another moan as her hands fly back into my hair. Her eagerness has me on fire. I let her go with a pop and work out the other tit. Once I’m satisfied, I bring my tongue down her stomach, past her navel, to the top of her pubic bone. My fingers fight not to tremble as I pull the string of her bikini bottoms. When they fall to the side, revealing her shaved pussy, I lose it. My mouth covers her, my tongue lapping her hard and fast. Just as expected, she tastes sweet as fuck. Her moans turn me on in a way that borderline scares me.
The things I want to do to her. Take her in every way possible. Her cunt, her ass, her mouth. I’m like a savage, eating her raw, using one finger to thrust inside her. Her hips lift off the chair, pressing her pussy into my face. Something snaps inside me, and I push two fingers in, thrusting harder while my tongue licks her clean. She’s wet and soaking my face, and I can’t get enough. Fuck, I can’t stop. I want to fist her until she breaks. I push in a third finger and bite down on her clit. My cock is hard as stone. Once I actually fuck her, I know I’m not going to last long. Her moans become louder, heated, as her walls begin choking my fingers. She’s going to come soon.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck.” I push harder and faster, unable to keep up with her as she fucks my fingers. I’m tempted to flip her and shove one up her ass. I bet that would be new for her. To watch her squirm… Dammit. I’m losing control. I push one last time, and she explodes. Her grip around my hand contracts as her orgasm blasts through her.
I pull out and crawl up her body, needing my dick inside her immediately. Her hooded eyes are fogged over. I push her legs wider, grab my cock, and place it at her slick pussy, reminding myself to go slow. I use her juices to wet my tip and thrust forward, all constraint gone.
“Fuck,” I groan as her pussy sucks me in. She’s so damn tight. Like perfection. I want to give her a moment to adjust to me, but I can’t. “I’ve gotta move.”
“Thank God. Fuck me.” Her words set me ablaze. I start pounding into her, my balls slapping her ass. She feels amazing. With each thrust, her moans get louder. Her hands move down, gripping my ass, and I growl deep in my throat. “Harder. Fucking harder,” she begs, then brings her mouth to my shoulder and bites me.