Thursday, 9 July 2009

Sex on the Beach, Part Trois



















His balls were huge, and Laura licked them gently.

"Here," Rick said. "Stick out your tongue." Giving his cock a hard squeeze, he aimed the gush of pre-cum at Laura's mouth, letting it drip onto her tongue. Then he arched his back, sliding his scrotum across her lips.

Laura laved his soft skin with the slick fluid and smiled at his reaction.

"Suck them, please," Rick groaned. Throwing his head back, he pulled his dick upward and let his jewels drop into her mouth.

They were hot and full and slick and felt absolutely fabulous. Still bouncing slightly with the movement from Yvan, Laura tilted her face upward, letting them slide in and out past her lips while she savored his slippery fluid.

"Oh, fuck," Rick sighed as he pumped his dick with his hand. "I'm gonna come so hard. . . "

Laura was hoping he'd come in her face, but was in no position to make that request. This was certainly the wildest thing she'd ever done in her life--and could also be her one and only chance to do it. If nothing else, it would make for a good story someday.

"That's it, baby," Yvan urged. "Suck those nuts and make him come."

Laura glanced at Yvan out of the corner of her eye. He looked like he was having the time of his life. So much for being possessive. It was sweet of him, really, but she knew better than to think a gorgeous guy like that would want her forever.

And he was gorgeous. His light blue eyes were hazy with desire and a half-smile touched his sensuous lips, making her long to kiss him. He belonged on magazine covers and movies and porn sites where men like that were truly appreciated. Not for women like her.

Not that Rick was more her speed by any means. He was several years younger than she and was undoubtedly out here having fun before he settled down.

Unlike Laura who, for all practical purposes, had already settled down. She just hadn't gone through the ritual of getting married first. It was a mistake not to have married a guy right out of college, she decided. If you waited too long, all the good ones were taken.

Except Yvan, whose delicious dick was still going at it. Laura ran her tongue over Rick's meaty balls and though she was enjoying herself, she wished he would hurry up and finish. Then she could concentrate on Yvan again--Yvan, whose cock was just about to explode. She'd been with him enough to know the signs and how his cock felt when he reached the brink of ecstasy. Yes, there it was, that funny little noise he always made as he erupted inside her, filling her with creamy delight.

As if taking his cue from Yvan, Rick fired off a round that shot straight up in the air and then rained back down on Laura's face. She'd gotten one wish; it was unlikely that she would be granted another.

Rick dropped to his knees with a cry of delight and buried his face between her thighs, sucking Yvan's cum out of her like a rare delicacy.

"This is so good!" he raved. "Thank you so much! I've never gotten what I wanted before. This is just the best!" He was babbling and Laura couldn't help but smile, though his tongue darting past Yvan's penis certainly diverted her attention.

"He's licking my dick," Yvan commented after a moment. "He's actually licking the cum off of my dick!"

Laura peered down at the back of Rick's head. "Are you gay?"

"Not really," Rick replied, coming up for air. "But I might be bisexual."

"You're kidding me, right?"

Rick shook his head. "No, if the big guy wants to do me sometime, he can be my guest."

"That does it," said Yvan, sitting up. "Rick, why don't you take your hairless little nuts and go find yourself another man. I'm fuckin' taken already."

Laura twisted around to stare at Yvan in surprise. "What?"

"Does that mean what I think it means?" Rick asked excitedly.

"You're damned straight it does," Yvan said bluntly. "Too bad we aren't in Vegas, or I'd be dragging her off to get married right now."

"Really?" Laura said, still feeling completely bewildered. "Why?"

"What do you mean, why?" Yvan demanded. "Because I love you. Why else?"

"Aw, that's really sweet," Rick said. "Can I be in the wedding?"

"Go away, Rick!" Yvan and Laura chorused.

Rick backed off slightly, but made no other move.

Yvan pulled Laura off of his cock and into his arms. His fabulous blue eyes were looking straight into hers as though searching for her soul. "I just realized something," he said. "Something I've never felt before."

"Oh, and what was that?"

"I realized that just this once I was willing to let it go and see how I'd feel if you were with another man, and from a purely erotic standpoint, it was great. But then I realized that I never wanted to do it again. Ever. And that I wanted to keep you all to myself for the rest of my life. Do you have a problem with that?"

Laura knew she was grinning like the Cheshire Cat, but didn't give a damn. "No," she replied, shaking her head. "Not really." She paused for a moment. "I do have one question, though. We're both from opposite sides of the country. Where will we live?"

"I don't know," Yvan said. "I guess we'll sort that out somehow. Where are you from, Rick?"

"Albuquerque," he said promptly.

"Okay, then," Yvan said with a nod. "Anywhere but there."

THE END

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