“Why would you want to go some place private?” he grinned.

“I’m horny and I want you to fuck my brains out.” The wedding ended at two and the reception didn’t start until seven. It was way too much time in between for the guests that had nothing to do and were in from out of town. We went out for lunch, went shopping at the mall and still had free time.

“I have an idea.” He drove us away from the craziness of the mall, through the generic Florida suburbs and to an undeveloped area. He found the gravel road that he was looking for and turned down it. It led through the forest and many perfect places to dump a body. We were in the middle of nowhere,

“Did you come here often when you were living here?”

“Maybe a few times.” I imagined a younger Austin bringing his girlfriends here. I found some secluded spots in Chicago when I was growing up, but nothing like this.

As my hands explored over his clothes, he told me how they found the trail. He told me stories about the parties that were out here

He stopped mid-story when my hand found his cock. “Want me to go down on you?”

“Does any guy ever say no?”

“Nope.” I smiled, my slutty smile.

I undid his belt, opened up his pants and took his semi-hard cock out of his pants. I stroked it with one hand as we kissed.

I had given a blowjob to my boss in his car earlier in the year, but this brought back memories of many of my sexual encounters in high school where a bedroom wasn’t always an option. Of course, I was hoping that he would last a lot longer than the eighteen year old boys.

He was rock hard by the time I leaned further over and kissed the tip of his cock. I ran my tongue up and down it like I was examining his length for the first time.

I looked up at him, his face showing how eager he was for my next move. I stopped teasing and took him into my mouth. At first just his head, then I went further down his shaft.

The middle console made it a little difficult for me to work, but I did my best running my lips up and down his shaft. There was no easy way around the console, it dug into my side, but I didn’t stop. I ran my lips up and down his long hard cock, feeling his cock fill my mouth and slide through my wet lips.

He was showing signs that he was getting close, when he said, “Let’s move into the backseat.”

We got out of our front seats and met in the back seat. Before I got in, I looked around. There were no signs of any human life, just trees. I pulled off my lace thong and threw it on to my seat. I wouldn’t need it.

He drives a roomy SUV, but the backseat reminded me of many of the cramped backseats that I had been fucked in back in high school. The seat belt clasps dug into me in multiple places, there wasn’t enough room to get into a comfortable position. We kept moving around until I gave up on trying to be on the bottom. I ended up on my hands and knees, he in a position behind me. It wasn’t perfect but it would do for a quickie.

His hands pulled up my dress and I felt the cool air of the car on my bare skin. His fingers teased my lips, I couldn’t wait to have him inside of my pussy. He surprised me and I may have jumped a little bit when I felt his head against my asshole.

“I hope you don’t mind.”

I clutched the door panel and the seat back that I was using for support. “Go for it.”

He did. He carefully pushed his cock into the tight opening. It hurt so much that I tried to pull away, but I knew what was coming felt so good. The pain increased as his shaft stretched out my asshole. Slowly, he started to fuck my ass. At first, it was just gentle thrusts an inch or two inside of me. As my ass opened, he pushed further until his whole shaft was inside of my ass.

Gently he fucked my ass. Most of the pain faded away, replaced by my favorite feeling of pleasure. I had a huge smile on my face as his he fucked me harder and harder.

I expected maybe a minute or two, but he kept going and going. When I got a leg cramp, we switched positions. This time I was on my back, however to make it more comfortable, he stood on the outside of the car, leaning in.

He found my asshole again and he wasted no time picking up where he had left off. He pushed my legs back and pushed himself deep inside of me.

It was the first time in a long time that anal sex was the only type of sex. It was back when I was eighteen when I last had anal sex only fucks on a regular basis. I loved the way they felt and I knew it made me a lot more popular and or memorable with the guys.

He pounded my ass. He ended up on top of me, half in the car, my legs bent further back than they normally could handle. It felt fucking amazing. I felt like his anal slut and I loved it.

My legs started to hurt and when I mentioned it, he practically dragged me out of the car and bent me over next to it. So much for the privacy of the car, we were out in the open now. I don’t know if I’ve ever been fucked in the ass the way he fucked me. He was intense, he didn’t let me catch my breath. He held my hips tight and pushed his cock deep inside of my asshole.

I wasn’t sure if he would ever come, then his thrusting became even more intense. Three our four, wild, hard thrusts later and pushed his cock as far into my ass as it would go. His cock throbbed and exploded inside of me. His cum filled me with a warm, wetness.

I relaxed my body finally as his cock weakened. I was glad it was over because I didn’t know how much more I could take, but at the same time I wished he would’ve never stopped.

I was breathing hard, sweating and my asshole was filled with his cum. It took a few minutes to catch our breath and come back to reality. He pulled out of me and turned me around. I couldn’t look at him as just a fuck buddy anymore. He wasn’t boring or routine anymore.

We didn’t talk. We didn’t need to say anything other than smile at each other. He drove us to the reception, my legs were sore from him bending them so far back, my ass was sore from his hard fucking and I was filled with his cum. I was one happy slut.

“Let me just find my friends.” I took one step and the security guard put his hands out to block me.

“I don’t think so. After what we saw the three of you doing, there’s an exit over there. That’s your way out of here.” He pointed towards an emergency exit on the side of the club and followed us until we were outside. Then he closed the door behind us, making sure it slammed.

It all started innocently. One of my girlfriend’s from the restaurant was having a birthday. A few of us were going to help her celebrate. Unfortunately the club was so crowded with bodies that I lost the group on the dance floor. I remember seeing Jenny’s green dress, then I looked to check out the guys dancing with me. When I looked in her direction again, she was gone.

And maybe it didn’t start out so innocently. We were going to one of the hottest, trendiest clubs in the city. It wasn’t really my scene anymore, it was too much of a meat market for me. However, it wasn’t my birthday so I put on my slutty red dress. Yes, I call it my slutty red dress because it’s the type that has a way too low cut lace top that shows off way too much of my cleavage and the rest of the dress is so tight that it doesn’t leave much to the imagination.

And there’s no maybe about it. When I’m looking to not go home alone, it’s one of the dresses from my closet that I take out. However, I got more attention then I probably wanted.

I thought I would dance with them for a couple of songs or until my friends came looking for me. However, I stayed with them for a lot more than a couple of songs. As we danced, I forgot all about my friends.

It started with me just dancing between them, however as the music played on, they got closer and closer. Soon our bodies were rubbing together to the beat and sexual energy filled my body.

I knew that they wanted to do more than fill my body with sexual energy. I felt a cock grow hard against my ass. In front of me, I felt a hard dick push against my stomach. It had never been so turned on in the middle of a club.

I saw one of the bouncers looking in our direction, but I didn’t think he was watching me. I didn’t think anyone was watching us in the blur of the moving bodies.

I’ve done more than my fair share of dirty dancing, but what I did next I had never done before. I reached down and rubbed the hard cock in front of me. I could feel the hard outline, even through the fabric of his pants. I felt so slutty feeling his cock in the middle of the club, but it was such a naughty turn on. I knew we were surrounded by people, but I felt like we were the only ones in the room.

I felt his hand slide between my legs and into my dress. He didn’t stop until he felt the soft fabric of my g-string. He gently pushed the mesh fabric against my very sensitive lips, making the fabric even more wet. I was sweating from the heat of the crowd, but now I felt the temperature of my body start to really rise. I looked around and no one in our area was watching us.

I was so turned on, all I could think about was sex. I was willing to let them do just about anything they wanted. My body became a playground for their hands. Not one of inch of me was left unviolated. I felt hands on my ass, fingers inside of my pussy, and hands cupping my boobs. I felt so slutty. I knew people were watching now. I saw guys looking when their girlfriends weren’t paying attention. I saw girls giving me dirty looks. I felt like a top shelf slut.

I didn’t want it to stop. Whoever was fingering me was pushing me towards a very quick orgasm. I was so turned on as our bodies moved to the music, their hands exploring me and then it all stopped.

The bouncer that I saw earlier was now standing next to us.

Thirty seconds later, the three of us were standing in a narrow alleyway. One way lead to the street that ran in front of the club and the other way led to a bigger alley behind the club. Goosebumps covered my bare skin as the cool night air hit me. The hot sweat turned chilly and I started to realize what had happened.

“That was fun, but I have to find a way to my friends.” I said without even looking at them.

“What about us?” I felt a strong hand grab my arm and turn me towards them. I had seen them in club, but with the flashing lights, I never really got a good look at them. Now I could see that they weren’t really my type. They were club heads that had more hair gel in their hair between the two of them than I would use in a whole month. Their shirts were just a little too tight, but it did show off that they both worked out. They were both older than me. One was probably about thirty, but the other was getting to the point where he was too old to be going to clubs. He was probably pushing past forty.

“I really should go.”

“Don’t be a tease.” The younger one said with a smile.

“I don’t normally do things like what I did back inside.” I folded my arms defensively. “Especially not with random guys.”

“We’re not just random guys.” The younger one said. “I’m Joey and this is Steve.”

“It’s nice to meet you guys, but I really have to go. I didn’t drive here and I can’t miss my ride home. Plus, my friends are probably worried about me.”

“You have to admit, you were turned on by what happened in there.” Steve said.

I didn’t answer right away. “I’ll admit that I was, but I don’t usually do things like that.”

“I’m sure you don’t. You seem like a nice girl. However, I was thinking that the three of us should come back to my place and continue what we started on the dance floor.”

“You guys seem nice too, but I just met you. It’s probably not such a good idea for a girl to go home with two strangers.”

“Maybe we don’t have to go home. What about behind the building. No one will ever see us.”

“I don’t think so.”

“You’re still standing here. You have to be turned on. You probably want to get your tight pussy pounded right about now.”

“My friends are probably looking for me.” But I didn’t even believe my own answer. I did want to get fucked tonight and I told myself that I didn’t want to do it in an alley with two strangers, especially not these two strangers. However, the slut in me did. I wanted them to use me and everyone of my holes. “Maybe.”

“Yes?”

“But not here. Anyone that looks down the alley will see us. Let’s move back here.” I led them behind the building and away from any of the street lights.

We were completely alone unless someone drove down the alley and if that happened we would have plenty of warning. It didn’t seem real. I couldn’t believe I was back there. I couldn’t believe what I was doing.

They stepped closer to me and I felt their hands attack me again. Their strong hands weren’t very soft with my delicate body.

I went back and forth, kissing them both. The kisses were one hundred percent pure lust. As I was kissing them, my mind raced. I couldn’t believe that I was doing this. I had just met them, but I was so horny. If we were quick, I could find my friends before they even knew I was gone.

My dress was pulled up and I could feel the cold breeze on my bare ass. Then hands caressing and squeezing my ass.

My hands found their cocks again. They weren’t hard when my hands found them, but I soon had two rock hard cocks that were ready to push out of their pants. My pussy got even more damp as I thought about the two cocks I had to play with. Even though the fabric of their pants, I could tell that they were more than average sized.

With their help, I undid their pants and had their cocks out in the open. I heard voices of people walking by on the street up front and the bass from the music inside the club, the sound of an air conditioner. But there was no one else near by that could hear us or see us.

I reached down and stroked their cocks. Without saying anything, I knew that they wanted me to do more than just jerk them off. “Blowjobs, but nothing else.” I said as I lied to myself. I already knew that I wanted to do more than just suck them off.

I squatted down between them and looked at their cocks. They were both rock solid and pointing at me. I felt so slutty. If my friends knew what I was doing, they would think I was a whore. However, I didn’t care what people thought of me. I was having fun.

I stroked them both, enjoying the hardness in my soft hands.

“Suck my cock.” Steve ordered. I leaned forward and took his cock cock in my mouth. There wasn’t any foreplay or teasing. I opened my mouth and slid my lips halfway down his shaft. I pulled my lips back, then pushed them back down to the sound of the music.

I took my mouth away from his cock and switched to Joey’s cock. He was thicker and it forced me to open my mouth even more. I looked up and they were both looking down at me. I was their slut to use.

I went back and forth, switching often between cocks. I bobbed my head up and down as quick as I could, feeling their dicks slide between my lips, filling up my mouth. I was enjoying it, but I was worried that any second someone would walk out a back door of the club or down the side alley or a cop would drive down the alley.

Steven’s hand reached down and pulled the tit closest to him out of my top. He squeezed the soft mound of fleshed and kneaded it between his fingers. The touch turned me on even more.

Joey did the same thing to my other tit when my mouth’s focus left him. He found my nipple, then pulled and squeezed on it. I was getting overwhelmed with pleasure.

Initially they let me do whatever I wanted, but now I felt hands on the back of my head. I was no longer controlling the pace that my head was bobbing up and down on them. It was faster than I was comfortable with, but I didn’t start gagging until they started to fuck my face.

I expected them to back down when I started to gag, but they kept going. They kept pushing their cocks into my throat, making me feel really uncomfortable, making tears run down my face. I knew my makeup was going to be a mess and that would be hard to explain to my friends, but I didn’t care.

“Get up.” Steve ordered. I thought I was getting close to making them cum, but they were just getting started.

Steve stood behind me, spreading my legs apart for him. My dress was pushed up to my hips again and then I felt the thin fabric of the back of my black g-string pulled out of the way. Joey’s hand on the back of my head, pulling me back down to his cock. I couldn’t believe I was about to get fucked in some alley by two strangers.

I pushed my ass up in the air for Steve, then leaned a little further down so that I could take Joey in my mouth. I felt Steve push himself into me and I felt complete with two cocks in me. There is nothing that makes me feel more like a dirty slut then having one cock in my pussy and another in my mouth at the same time. I feel like I’m there for their pleasure, doing whatever they want as they use my holes.

Steve held on to my hips so tight that it almost hurt, then held me in place as he thrust into me. Right from the start, his thrusts were hard and powerful. They almost made me gag on Joey’s cock until I found a rhythm that allowed me to get fucked and suck at the same time.

He was soon fucking me so hard that I was worried someone would hear the sound of his skin slapping against my bare ass as he pounded my pussy. I wanted to let out loud moans from within me, but Joey’s dick kept my mouth occupied.

They switched positions around me and Joey took his turn pounding my pussy. He wasn’t gentle either. Each thrust made my whole body shake.

He fucked my pussy for a minute or two, but it wasn’t enough for him. Suddenly he stopped and pulled out of my pussy. He then took aim at my asshole. It was so quick that I wasn’t expecting it. One second he’s pushing it against my asshole and the next he’s deep inside of me ass. It hurt so bad that I did cry. It felt like he was ripping apart my asshole. He wasn’t gentle and it didn’t feel good. However, I didn’t stop, no matter how much I wanted to beg for mercy.

“Oh my god! Your ass feel so good.” Joey grunted. “I think I’m going to cum.”

“Get on your knees and finish us off.” Steve ordered.

I did as I was told and got on my knees between them. The pavement was rough on my knees, but I wasn’t thinking about anything other than their cocks and making them cum.

I attached my mouth to the nearest cock and raced my lips up and down it. I wrapped my hand around the other cock and stroked it as fast as I could. I went back and forth on the cocks, excited about the creamy reward they were about to give me.

Just when I thought I was going to have to give up because my mouth was tired and my knees were hurting too bad, Steve faced me so that I was in front of his cock. “I’m going to cum on your pretty face and you’re going to love it you dirty slut.”

I pushed my hair out of my face and smiled in anticipation. Seconds later the first shot of cum hit my forehead, the next right between my eyes. The final huge blast hit my cheek right below my eye. He deposited the rest around my lips on my chin, before letting me take his cock into my mouth to clean it up. I felt the hot cum on my face and tasted it’s salty flavor in my mouth.

“My turn.” Joey said as soon Steve pulled his cock out of my mouth. I turned around and faced him. He added his cum equally between my chin and my tits. I felt the cum dripping all over my face and now all over my tits. He even rubbed the cum left on his cock on my cleavage. I felt like a mess. I felt like a cumslut. I loved it.

“Wow, that was fucking amazing.” Joey asked as he fixed his pants.

“What’s your name?” Steve asked.

“Amy.”

“You’re one hell of a slut Amy. I hope we find your here again.”

They disappeared into the side alley before I could answer.

I got off my knees and brushed the gravel off of them. I fixed my g-string and pulled down my dress. I couldn’t believe that I had just let two strangers I met minutes before fuck me without condoms. I felt like a whore.

The cum was still all over my face and tits. I didn’t have anything to clean myself up with, so I did the best that I could with my hands. However, as I walked through the alley to the front of the club, I could still feel some of the cum sticking to my face, coating my skin. I even noticed some cum stains on my dress. I felt like such a cum slut, but none of my friends noticed anything when I found them. They barely even noticed that I was gone.

One of the pleasures of my job is the occasional bit of travel. A couple of times a year I’ll get to head out of town on the work dime, with the hotel, food & transportation covered, and usually not much to it. A few meetings, perhaps teaching a session or two, and the rest of the time is my own. I use it as a chance to see new things, to break the routine, and to indulge in the occasional vice.

This trip had been much the same, though with more frustration than normal. Instead of my usual destinations I’d been asked to go to a smaller town in Florida, just far enough away from any of the tourist attractions to make them a pain, and with a fuller schedule than normal. The plane was crowded, later than normal; the rental company lost my reservation (leading to an upgrade, but that will come up later); and barely a chance to sleep much less enjoy the nights out. All in all I was glad when the last day was over – and since my flight didn’t leave until noon, I figured I’d enjoy at least one night out in town.

One of the “vices” I enjoy on these trips is going to strip bars. You can call them “gentleman’s clubs” or “adult establishments” or whatever label makes you feel better; the point is I like going someplace and having a chance to see beautiful girls take their clothes off. Given that my current town doesn’t have them, and I couldn’t go because of work if I did, the chance to enjoy a night of voyeurism on my travels is always a bonus.

Since this was a smaller town I didn’t hold out hopes for much, but a quick check with the desk found the address of a place about 10 minutes away – not quite out of town, but enough on the outskirts to keep the local matrons from bitching too much about things. After a quick dinner I headed that way, finding a typical roadside exterior – a flashing sign advertising “Live Girls”, a few parked cars and bikes, and a sun-faded wooden exterior. I paid my cover and headed inside – again, much the same as so many others. This was no high-end Vegas or Miami Beach club, with fancy carpets and tuxedoed doormen, and where you pay ten dollars a drink and the girls make hundreds on a lap dance; this was just two steps up from a dive, with fixtures which would look threadbare if the lighting was turned up the slightest bit, scattered tables and stools, and a worn-down pool table to the side. I got a drink and found a corner table to enjoy the show.

The first two girls were nothing exciting, attractive enough in their own ways but nothing to keep my attention as they danced through their songs. Then, as the opening notes of Motley Crue’s “Girls Girls Girls” filled the smoky room she swept onto the stage – a pretty young redheaded girl whose presence seemed to fill the room as she started to dance. The D.J. calls her out as Amber as the song continues while she dances around the stage clad in a semblance of a school girl’s skirt and white top; moving across the varnished wooden surface in her heels and with a smile gracing her face.

Now I’ve always had a weakness for redheads in general, and this girl was even prettier than most, plus she had a certain sensuality to her dancing which just let you know what an incredible time it would be. It’s not that she was a great dancer for her technique or style, which are fine but not exceptional – but for the passion and sensuality she brought too it. Every stripper sells an illusion and the best are able to personally connect with each man, make him feel like she’s on the stage just for him; this girl does all of this and more – you can tell she’s dancing not just for us, but because she relishes the eyes upon her, the chance to share an intimate part of herself and to make all of us want her. Each step and grind around the stage drew us in further, her top sliding off and exposing her firm breasts, the nipples stiff as they sway slightly with her movements, a light scattering of freckles running from her shoulders along the top edges.

“Addicted” by Saving Abel comes on next, her fingers sliding across her lips with a smile, then down to caress her nipples as I moved to sit by the stage. By now she’s working each of us in turn, spending a bit of time kneeling with a smile as she teases her breasts, or standing with her back to us as she grinds and sways her tight ass, glimpses of the skin and black thong showing as the skirt rises with her moves. Amber’s wavy auburn hair hanging just below her shoulders, giving us glimpses of her sultry eyes as she flips her head around with her dance which has bypassed seduction and moved straight into pure lust. She’s facing away from me as her skirt slides off her hips accompanied by her thong, giving me a glimpse of an athletic ass and the hint of her mound from behind; then she slowly turns with a teasing smile to us all, giving the entire stage a view of a smoothly shaven slit.

This brings her third song up as she now moves into pure sex on the stage. With “Crazy Bitch” playing she’s fully nude showing her smooth mound, teasing with glimpses of her ass as she writhes and twists as she lays on her back, legs spread showing us her pink slit and slightly swollen lips; or rolling onto her knees and pushing back while she grinds, giving each of us the view of what she’d be like fucking, making us all crave more as we imagine being there. The tips flow like water even in this bar, leaving a row of money around the garter on her thigh, and a pile of bills as men toss them on the stage. By this stage I’m completely entranced by watching Amber dance, this one girl making the whole night worth it just to see her movements and her body. Even with the dim lights I can see the passion in her hazel eyes, and her pussy glistens under the stage lights each time she spreads her lips; the signs which somehow tell me this is more than just an act for her even though she’s getting paid. Even more so I’m loving every view of her ass, watching her twist and swing it around, pushing it back and forth as she grinds and teasing with glimpses of the puckered hole between her cheeks, of her fingers gliding along her slit and teasing the rim as she makes each of us wonder how far she’ll go. By the time her set ends I’m fantasizing in my mind, wishing I’d somehow met this girl elsewhere on my trip and had a chance to enjoy her company.

I move back to my seat with a smile once she’s done, returning to my drink as I half-heartedly watch the next dancers. A soft “Hi there, thanks for the tip!” sounds in my ear as I realize that Amber has started moving around the room back in her outfit, and is standing beside me. I smile up at her as I say “You’re welcome,” and we make just a minute of meaningless small talk before she says “Let me talk to a few more people but I’ll come back and say hi again.” Up close she’s just as pretty, in a hometown girl sort of way, with her hair and eyes framing a lovely face and smile. I watch her walk the room and work the crowd in between the next few songs, before she comes back and pulls up a chair beside me. We continue to talk through two more sets, telling just enough lies and truth as we smile and laugh; I explain that I’m in town on business and express how much I appreciated her show, and Amber telling me that she’s originally from up north but had ended up here as well. The entire thing is as enjoyable for me as watching her strip; I find she has an easy laugh, a quick wit, and a nice flirtatious manner which makes the time fly by.

With a teasing lick of her lips Amber looks at me and says “So, I don’t suppose you’d care to get a personal dance, would you?” I barely even hesitate before asking her what’s available. “For twenty you can have a table dance, thirty gets you a lap dance here, and for fifty you can have a VIP dance in the back room. Still no touching but it’s a bit more intimate,” she says as she winks at me. Now I haven’t even seen anything close to this girl here tonight, and it’s been over a year since my last visit to a club, so it doesn’t take me long at all to make the mental decision. “Let’s go ahead with the private dance Amber; you only live once after all!”

She stands up with a smile of her own and leads me by the hand to a couch in an even darker back room, telling me to sit down and showing me where to put my hands on the couch to keep the bouncers happy. She climbs up in front of me and starts to move again with the opening notes of “Porn Star Dancing” filling the club as I stare at her form, spot lit from above and oh so much closer than before. In only seconds her thong is back off and skirt raised around her hips, her shirt open as she teases me again with glimpses of her body; I feel the brush of her stiff pink nipples against my arm, the heat of her mound through my jeans as she grinds on my leg throwing her head back and tossing her hair as she moans and pants teasingly.

As the song continues she stands again, bending over just in front of me, grinding her hips close enough to my face that I can smell the hint of her musk as I stare at her swollen slightly parted pussy and the tight cinnamon pucker of her asshole. Her hips circle and twist teasingly, my own breath faster as I imagine more with each moment – suddenly surprised as she pushes back just enough for my mouth to brush her shaved mound. Reflexively I lightly lick the slit, loving her sweet taste and unable to believe it as she continues to grind into my mouth, oblivious to anyone who might see. As she moves I lick more boldly, running my tongue up and down between her pink lips, the juices soaking my mouth showing that her passion at least isn’t faked. I have no idea what’s going on, but don’t want to miss a moment as I savor the taste and feel of her soft skin, letting my tongue graze her clit, darting slightly in and out of her pussy as she gets even wetter. At one point my tongue slides upwards as she twists, brushing across the rim of her ass as I hear her gasp even over the loud music. Taking this as a cue I lick again, running my tongue around the edge then pushing slightly in and out teasing her as she fucks back towards my mouth. With the song winding down I lick between the two just a few more times before she pulls away with a slightly dazed look in her eyes as she steps down. I tip her generously as I stand up on my own, confused slightly as to what occurred but smiling again at the memory of her taste on my mouth while I return to my seat.

I don’t see Amber again for the next few sets, and I reluctantly decide that the moment was nothing but a brief interlude for her as I start thinking about how soon to leave given my early flight. Just as I’m paying off my tab she surprises me by walking back up and standing in front of me with a bold look on her face. Thinking she’s upset I’m about to apologize when she looks in my eyes as says “So, did you like your private dance, or do you only prefer to watch?” Taken aback I tell her that no, I found it quite memorable, but I certainly wasn’t trying to get into trouble or imply more. She smiles slightly and then asks “Any interest in something more?” I look around confused, wondering where she’s going with this and say “What exactly do you mean? I’m not trying to spend more money or anything like that.”

“I wasn’t asking if you wanted to pay for something, I’m not hooking – I asked if you wanted some more fun.”

“Certainly then,” unable to believe my luck, unsure of what would happen, but not wanting to miss the chance.

“Give me a couple of minutes to get changed then and we’ll go somewhere.”

Waiting near the door I’m unable to keep from smiling as I wonder where this will go. A few minutes later Amber walks out, wearing jeans, and a red bustier top, and with her hair up in a loose ponytail and glasses. I take a moment to tell her she’s just as pretty dressed as she was before, and continue walking to the door I see Amber pause briefly by the manager, apparently to pay out for the night. I don’t catch the words but she struts towards me with a flip of her hair and a smile as he glares at her. I ask her what was wrong and she just laughs a bit and says “Oh, he’s upset because I’m leaving with a customer, but he can’t do anything about it since I quit.” She doesn’t say anything else about it as we walk to the parking lot, instead saying that she hopes I don’t mind going to my place – which I quickly reassured her wouldn’t be a problem.

As we reach my rental car I see her pause noticeably. A midnight black Mercedes 550SL, with the top down for the warm summer night, it was far from my normal car. I smile as I explain things to Amber, very briefly telling the story of a lost reservation, and a free upgrade from a flustered rental clerk. She walks slowly around the car then looks at me from the passenger’s side.

“I hope you don’t mind if we change plans;” before I can get disappointed Amber continues “But how about if I ride with you? I have a place in mind.”

Smiling again I open her door, and then start the car and pull out of the lot with her idly running her hand over the interior and visibly admiring the car. She gives me directions down the highway for a few minutes as I take the opportunity to show off the Mercedes putting the top down and going just a bit faster than normal. We arrive at the beach where she points to a turnoff, the area lit only by the boardwalk and a full moon. Pulling onto the sand at the edge of the road I park as she smiles, standing up in the seat to look out over the deserted beach and crashing waves. “I’ve always loved this place,” she says with a smile, “and I think it would be the perfect spot to spend some time tonight. You don’t have a problem with being outside like this I hope?” I turn in my seat to face her, smiling back as I reassure her that the new spot is just fine with me. With that we lean into each other mouths meeting in a kiss, her hands sliding along my thighs as I wrap mine around the small of her back pulling her closer. There’s no pretense on either side our tongues meet as our hands explore each other’s bodies through our clothes. Even now I’m amazed at how good she feels, and she laughs in her throat finding me already hard in my own jeans at her touch. I spread my kisses from her mouth to her neck and collarbone, teasing with soft nips of my teeth and licks of my tongue as I let her body lean into mine; at the same time I bring one hand up to brush and rub her nipples through the fabric of her top as she moans softly. At the same time she easily unzips my pants and eases my cock from the confines to start slowly stroking up and down as I moan in return.

Before I know it she’s pushed me back in my seat, her own head moving down as she softly says “It’s my turn to taste you now.” My eyes are glued to her movements as I watch her red lips kiss the head softly, then her delicate tongue dart out to lick softly around the rim and shaft as she continues to pump her hand up and down. “Mmmmm fuck don’t tease me,” I moan as she laughs again, then presses her lips down slowly as I sink inside her warm mouth. She slowly bobs her head up and down as I wrap one hand in the ponytail of her hair, watching the way she sucks me in, a look of lust again on her face as her eyes close, feeling her tongue move around my aching hardness as she takes me deep. My other hand slides the zipper of her bustier down, freeing her firm breasts as I touch the bare skin now, rubbing and teasing the nipples harder, taking them between my fingers and thumb to lightly stroke and pinch them as she works faster. “Do you like that?” she pauses to say as she rests my shining cock against her cheek, hand squeezing and rubbing me as she smiles looking in my eyes.

“God yes,” I answer, “your mouth feels so good. I love how you suck cock.” Her eyes twinkle as she takes me in again, but this time moves faster – her hand moving down to rub between her own thighs as she pushes my cock deep in her throat, slurping loudly as I gasp in pleasure and need, fighting the urge to drive deeper as she excites me more and more. Her breasts are firm and round under my hand as I continue to touch and caress her, my other hand wrapped in her hair as I stare at every moment committing it to memory. The soft moonlight, the sound of the waves, her red hair and creamy skin, the way her mouth stretches around my shaft as she slides up and down, the gleam of her saliva as she gives me a blowjob that a porn star would envy. Long before I was ready for it I felt myself getting close to the edge, But just when I think I can’ take anymore she pulls away smiling at me as she says “You’re not getting off that easy, I have much more planned.” With that Amber leans back in her own seat, unsnapping her jeans and pushing them down her legs as she then spreads herself before me blatantly, looking into my eyes saying “You teased me so well with that tongue earlier, how’d you like another taste?”

I lean over the center console as she adjusts herself, bringing my mouth closer to the smoothly shaven mound of her pussy yet again. This time I don’t have to hide what I’m doing, or wonder if I need to stop, as I slowly take my turn to tease, with a mix of soft kisses and brushes of my tongue along her inner thighs as I move higher. I hear her swift intake of breath at the touch of my tongue to the pink swollen lips, running it up and down each side, savoring the intoxicating scent and taste of the already wet skin. I slowly run it between them, brushing up against her clit and pressing down as she pushes her hips up into my touch. My fingers spread the lips of her pussy as I bury my tongue deeper into her, licking and slurping the juices that flow as it’s her turn to moan and push at my face. The taste is just as good as a few hours ago, Amber’s soft voice becoming louder as she pulls my head closer in, her fingers wrapped in my hair tightly. I take her clit into my mouth as I flick my tongue over the tip while I nibbled at the sides, her breath coming faster. My finger eases slowly into her tight pussy, stroking softly as my lips and tongue continue to work at her, letting the sounds of her passion guide my touch as she squirms on her seat.

Remembering her reaction earlier I move my mouth lower, letting my tongue run around the rim of her puckered ass once more. Amber drew her breath in sharply as her fingers clutched my head; I took this as a sign for more as I teased my tongue in and out and around while easing another finger into her wet grasping pussy. Finding the sweet spot inside I rub them slowly while my tongue works her ass, teasing her front and back. “Oh yes, fuck yes, that’s it, don’t stop,” she moans as she pulls me closer to her body. Her juices are soaking my face and the seat as I start licking harder, letting my thumb move up to rub her clit as my fingers work harder within her. “Don’t stop, lick my ass, I love it, God you feel so good,” and other words continued to escape her mouth as I followed her desires, finally feeling her entire body tighten and spasm as I moved my mouth and tongue over her ass and pussy as she soaked my face in her orgasm. I continued to taste and tease her a bit more gently as she came down, listening to the sounds of her catching her breath and feeling her fingers loosen their grip on my head.

Finally in a throaty voice Amber said “Mmmm that was wonderful, but now it’s your turn again I think,” as she pushes me away, then climbs over to my side of the car straddling my thighs while I push my own jeans down. The reality of the scene is still sinking into my brain – the car, the beach under the moonlight, and this lovely, wanton beauty who can’t seem to get enough. She takes my still-aching cock in her hand and looks deeply into my eyes as she rubs it along her silky slit. Both of us let out a moan of released passion and need as she then slowly sinks down onto me, burying my cock in her sweet pussy in one smooth movement. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her close as I bring her breast to my mouth and start to kiss and tease the nipples. “Oh yes, that’s what I needed,” she says, her hands grasping my shoulders tightly while her hips work slow circles on me. My mouth and tongue switch from side to side teasing and tasting each nipple in turn as I feel her start to move up and down on me now.

“MMmmmm fuck yes, do you like fucking me? I love the way your cock feels deep inside my pussy, I was aching to get fucked tonight,” Amber’s voice hot in my ear as she moves faster and harder riding me.

“Fuck yes, it’s as good as I dreamed of, I can’t believe I’m inside you.” I manage to gasp out in return, letting one hand drift down her back and between us to rub her wet pussy and brush across her ass while my cock slides in and out of her. “You’re so fucking hot Amber, you feel so incredible, I love fucking you.”

“I’m glad to hear that. You made me cum so well, I can’t wait to get you off. I loved teasing you and being dirty all night, I bet you like dirty girls don’t you?”

“Yes you naughty little slut, I love dirty girls, I love seeing how bad they can be,” my own voice rougher now as I start pushing up harder into her, feeling the way our bodies meet wetly as I grind into her smooth dripping mound. Each time my fingers brush her clit or tease her ass I hear her gasps and moans, the way she lets me know what pleases her. Amber’s face is buried in my neck, her lips and teeth tasting me in return, and I know the marks of her nails on my shoulders will be clear to anyone tomorrow.

“Keep going, fill my wet cunt, I love the way you’re touching me.”

“MMmmm fuck I love how you feel, you look so hot riding my cock,” both of us talking dirtier as we move together faster. I can feel the way her pussy squeezes at me, her breasts rubbing against my chest, her juices soaking us both and running down to the seat beneath as her knees bounce her up and down while I push my hips to slide deep inside. Her red hair draped over us both, her mixed scents intoxicating me as I savor every sensation of this unexpected encounter.

Suddenly she pushes herself down deep on me, as she raises her head with glazed eyes meeting mine. Holding herself there Amber says “I bet you like anal, don’t you?” I stammer a reply that yes I do as she continues, “I loved how you admired my ass earlier, I bet you’d love to stick that hard cock up there. Do you want to fuck this naughty slut up the ass?”

“God yes, please let me fuck your ass Amber.”

She climbs out of the car pulling me to follow by the hand as she smiles lewdly back at me over her shoulder. As I watch, my cock aching as it sticks out between us, Amber rests her arms on the hood of the car facing the ocean while she spreads her legs. She reaches back with one hand to part her ass cheeks, her throaty voice music in my ears as she says “Do it, I want it. Fuck me up the ass. I want your cock back in me.”

I step closer behind her, softly rubbing the wet head on her tight hole, slowly pushing forward as she moans and pushes back to meet me. The head slides into her ass with a pop and I pause as I hear her sharp intake of breath and watch her wince. “Do you need me to stop?” I ask, not wanting to hurt her.

“Mmm fuck no; just go slow for a second.”

I rest my hands on her hips and slowly push deeper, letting her adjust as I watch the incredible sight of my cock opening her ass. Between my mouth and our earlier fucking we are both soaked and ready, and before I know it I am buried deep inside her ass, just barely pushing in and out of her tight hole as she softly moans. She looks back at me again “I’m ready, give it to me. Fuck my ass nice and deep, I want it.”

With these words we both start moving faster into each other. I push forward feeling my cock bury itself deep in her while she pushes back into me, squeezing down inside while her hips circle and grind. “I can’t believe you’re fucking my ass right here on the beach, I love it. Do it harder. I can take it; I love it up the ass.” Amber’s dirty talk just serves to make me even stiffer inside her, my thrusts coming faster as they drive her into the car with each stroke. I watch and feel her reach between her legs, her hand rubbing at her clit as I pump faster. “Your ass is as incredible as the rest of you Amber; I’m so hard inside you.” I reach up and wrap one hand in her hair, tugging her into my thrusts and watching her back arch and her face match mine in pure sexual need. Not only is this girl incredibly hot, she’s the sexiest, naughtiest, dirtiest fuck I’ve ever experienced – a real-life experience to match any porn story. I can tell I won’t be able to hold back much longer and manage to gasp out “I’m going to cum soon Amber; you have me so fucking close. Your ass is so good you sexy slut.”

“I want to wear it. Cum on my face, shoot it all over me,” she answers in return, pulling from me as she drops to her knees in the sand by the car. I stand there stroking myself watching her one hand still rubbing at her clit as she looks up at me, mouth open and panting. This final bit of naughtiness drives me over the edge, my hand sliding to the base of my cock as I explode. Thick, sticky ropes of cum shoot from my cock; the first lands across one side of her glasses and running down her cheek followed by several more coating her lips and dripping down to her creamy breasts. With a loud cry I realize the combination of her own hand and my cum has driven her into another orgasm, watching her turn her face as she quivers and cums to match mine. By the time we both finish her face is coated with my load, her tongue darting out to taste at it as she looks up at me with a smile of satisfaction and my own legs shaky from the aftermath. She uses her fingers to scrape the cum from her face, licking them clean with abandon as I catch my breath and burn the image into my mind.

Before I realize it we are both dressed and I’m driving her back to the bar, the scent of pure fuck still filling the air between us as we are caught in our separate thoughts. As we reach the club I open the door for her and walk her to her own ride, stammering some words about it was a great time and I loved how she made every man’s fantasy come true for me.

Her next words surprise me as she kisses me softly and says, “Oh this was my fantasy, not yours. You see, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be a stripper and show off for a whole room, making everyone want me; and then to take one lucky guy home and fuck him senseless. Plus, I’ve always wanted to do it in a car on the beach. So thank you for making my fantasies come true on this trip…” With that she got in her car and drove away leaving me speechless and amazed.

But I was lonely. I was at a bar filled with my coworkers from the restaurant, but they were my coworkers. None of them were my friends and it made me miss my friends back in Chicago even more. Really the only reason that I was there was because I was tired of sitting at home on Saturday nights and…well, there was another reason.

His name was Blake, one of the assistant managers. He was a former college baseball star with the body to prove it, that had ended up in the restaurant world when his professional sports career didn’t ever start. The rumor was that he was seeing one of the waitresses, a blonde named Kelly. Even I’ll admit that she was hot, the kind of girl that would expect to be dating a guy like Blake. However, that night she was spending more time talking to one of the chefs. I don’t know if it was because she was trying to make him jealous, but it seemed to be working out for my benefit. At work, we joked around, flirted and he hit on me, but that night it was different.

That night, I was more like his psychologist. I was 99 percent sure that he was sitting next to me on the at the bar was so that he could have a good view over to the the pool table where Kelly was talking and laughing with her new friend. He tried to not make it obvious, but I kept catching him looking in that direction.

“Is everything alright?” I tried to act like it didn’t bother me, but this wasn’t how I had planned this encounter going.

“I’m sorry. I’m just stressed.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“It’s just work. I’ve been working a lot.”

“It’s catching up to you?” I didn’t really feel to sorry for him. He worked forty-five hours a week, I worked forty hours at my day job alone and usually around twenty at the restaurant.

“Yeah.” I wasn’t even sure if he was listening to me. “Hey, would you want to go somewhere else. I’m really not in a mood to be at a bar after working all night.”

And things just got a lot interesting. “What did you have in mind?”

“Some place quieter. My head is beginning to hurt.”

“I don’t know many places around here. I’m still getting to know my way around.”

“I know a couple of places.” He said as we got up from our bar stools and headed towards the door.

I couldn’t help but noticing Kelly noticing us Blake walking out and me right behind. I didn’t care if he was just using me to get her jealous, my night was turning around.

“If you want, I’ll drive.”

“Sounds good to me.”

“I was thinking maybe get a six pack and go down by the beach? I know a couple of places where we can drink without being bothered. I just want to go some place relaxing that isn’t so crowded.”

This was heading dangerously towards friend land, but the night was young and I wasn’t giving up. Part of me pictured us sitting, watching the waves as we talked. Part of me pictured us naked in the water, doing a lot more than just talking.

After a quick stop at a gas station, he headed the car towards the water. We were only about five minutes from my apartment, but he took me to a state park that I didn’t know anything about.

He parked the car, then I followed him along a path that wasn’t going to be on any of the official brochures. “In high school, we used to have keg parties back here every weekend. Then the cops figured out why there were so many cars parked here. But don’t worry as long as there’s just one car here, they’ll leave us alone.”

“A lot nicer than any of the places that we had keg parties in Illinois.”

“This used to be a resort one hundred years ago, but I guess at some point they went out of business. Now it’s more trees and plants except for a couple of the buildings.”

“I had no idea that I was going to be trekking through a jungle tonight.”

“We’re almost there.”

“This is amazing.” I said when we came out of the forest and on to a grass field at the edge of the water. It was worth the hike, even in my uncomfortable wedge sandals. It looked like something out of a postcard. The moon was reflecting off the water and the only sound was the waves crashing. We were just down the street from suburbia and and over development, but this was a little bit of paradise that was left alone.

“Right over there used to be the main resort and this used to be their lawn. There used to be a beach too, but erosion got most of it.”

“There’s nothing like this in Chicago.” And for the first time in a while, I was glad to be living in Florida.”

He put down a beach towel on the slope of a small hill that over looked the water and opened up the beers.

“So have you brought a lot of girls here?”

“Not really.”

“This seems like the perfect place to bring a girl. It’s secluded, romantic, the perfect place for a late night rendez vous.”

“Don’t get me wrong, I banged a couple of chicks back in the woods during keg parties, but this is kind of my place to come and get away from it all and think. There’s almost no one here at night.”

We kissed, but it wasn’t the knock off my clothes kind of kiss. “Is there something wrong?”

“No, I’m fine.” He said as he took a long sip of his beer.

“I mean we’re in the perfect spot, I’m ready to do whatever and you seem to be on another planet. Is it Kelly?”

“Does everyone know?”

“Not everyone.”

“Yeah, we were seeing each other on again, off again. It was more off, but this time we decided that we should make it permanent. It’s just tough because we see each other every day. And I really didn’t mean to bring it up or anything.”

“It’s okay. I have a recent ex too. Let’s just forget about everything else for a few hours.”

“Okay.” He nodded his head, but I could tell he wasn’t on my team yet.”

“Okay, do you want to go skinny dipping?”

“I only brought one towel.”

“That’s alright. I can use it and you can air dry.”

“I’m not really in the mood.”

“Okay, here’s the deal. You brought me to this amazing place. We’re alone. I’m horny. I’m getting tired of having all of these clothes on and I think you would look a lot better without yours too. If you’re concerned about what people will think at work, I won’t tell anyone.”

“I like your plan.” And finally he smiled. A real smile not just because he was laughing at one of my sarcastic jokes. Finally, he wasn’t thinking about Kelly.

I laid back and starred at the stars for about half a second before he pushed apart my legs and climbed on top of me. I was exactly where I wanted to be. Gone were the wimpy “thoughts elsewhere” kisses and now he was kissing me liked he meant it. Our bodies started to grind together and soon I was feeling a hardness growing in his shorts.

“Now this is much more like it.” I said as he pushed up my tank top up, his hands racing to my tits. “This was kind of night that I think we both needed.”

Raw lust took over and I think we both stopped thinking about anything else. My tank top and bra were soon laying on the ground next to his shirt, his hands exploring then abusing my cleavage.

My hands weren’t so innocent either. I undid his belt, practically ripped off the button on his shorts trying to undo it and finally found my way into his boxers.

My pants and panties came off and his eyes explored all of me. “You’ve got a killer fucking body.”

“Yours isn’t bad either.” I said as scratched his chest muscles.

“I want you so bad.”

“There’s a condom in my pants. I took it out of my purse and put it in there before we locked it in the car. I’m glad we did.”

He put it on and rolled it down his cock. I opened my legs further for him and guided him with my hand towards my very wet pussy. I had a crush on him since my first day of work and I couldn’t be happier that him and Kelly broke up. My life was starting to look like it was going to get interesting.

He pushed himself against my lips and kissed me. He pushed further and spread apart my lips with his thick cock. I was wet enough where he slid easily inside of me and filled me up.

Cock size isn’t everything, but I do like a guy that’s on the above average side of things, as long as they’re not too big. Blake was on the above average side of things and filled me completely. It felt amazing.

He was soon fucking me hard, as fast as he could. But as I held on to his back, it seemed like slow motion. With the beach breeze floating past us and the sounds of the water, it just felt like a fantasy come true.

We rolled over so that I was on top and almost instantly it hit that magical spot. I had tried to keep quiet because we were outdoors and who knows if there was anyone else around, but now I couldn’t stop myself from moaning.

I didn’t need to go fast. I slowly slid myself up and down on his cock until it happened. “I’m there. I’m there.” I whispered as pleasure filled my body and I started to shake with each movement of my pussy around his cock.

“Wow.” He said after my moaning subsided.

“Did you cum too?”

“Not yet.”

“Really?” I wanted him to feel what I had just felt and I quickly started up again. This time I wasn’t going slow. I bounced up and down on his cock, hoping to drain his cum out as soon as possible. However, he made me work for it.

Then finally, he grabbed my hips and thrust up into me. With the condom on, I couldn’t feel enough, but I knew he was cumming.

“I don’t mean to tease you.” He said as he kissed me. His fingers pushed between my lips. “You just look so fucking hot in that bikini.”

“You know all of your friends are around us, not to mention the other people in the water and on the beach?”

“I know, but I’ve been looking at you in that bikini has me really distracted.”

“Thanks.” I really wasn’t sure of what he was going to think of me in a bikini. I wasn’t the 120 pounds with big boobs and a round ass that looked amazing in a bikini anymore. However, it was seeing that he liked a girl with a little bit of curves and if this what it took to get him thinking about sex outside of the bedroom, I’d buy a couple more bikinis.

“We packed everything else except for condoms. I really wish that we had brought some along.”

“Maybe we could go for a walk, find some place more appropriate and I’ll show you what I can do that doesn’t require a condom.”

A few minutes later, we were on the other side of the dunes. Luckily, this wasn’t some packed tourist beach. Paul and his friends had decided on a beach that was more in tune to nature and had a lot more appropriate places than out in the middle of the ocean.

We found a patch of sand that wasn’t covered with dune grass, but luckily there was enough dune grass tall enough to hide the activity that I was thinking about.

“You’re so naughty.” He said as we kissed and I worked on the strings of his swim trunks.

“I’m glad you finally let me show you this naughty side.” I gently bit his neck. “This side has been wanting to come out and play for a while.”

“We haven’t really had the opportunity.”

“Oh we have, but that’s okay. I’ll make up for it now.” I pushed down his trunks and his cock sprung out. He was only semi-hard, but I knew that I was going to change that.

“This is so fucking hot. I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

“Just keep an eye out for anyone else.” I said as I lowered myself to my knees in front of him. The sand was hot on my skin, but all I could think about was the cock in front of me.

Teasing him with my fingers was enough to turn his semi-hard cock into a rock hard erection.

Of course, I wanted to do more than just tease him. I pushed my sunglasses on to the top of my head, then looked around us one last time.

I leaned forward and licked the tip of his cock. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. “It taste salty and I’m not talking about the water fro the ocean.”

We both let out a little giggle, then things got serious. I was a little nervous about getting caught, but it didn’t stop me from leaning a little further and sliding my wet lips down and around the head of his cock.

I played with his head between my lips and rolled my tongue all around it, but I didn’t stop there. I opened my mouth more and slid my lips down his shaft. I could really taste the saltwater on his cock now and it did remind me a little bit of cum.

I slid my lips down until his cock was almost in my throat, then I pulled my lips back to the head.

I looked up at him and he smiled down at me as my lips went back down the shaft of his cock.

“Take out your tits.” He said almost like an order.

Without slowing down, I pulled the cups of my bikini top back and exposed my tits to the world.

“You have an amazing fucking set.”

I would’ve thanked him, but my mouth was full.

He reached down with his hands and gently picked the up. He caressed and squeezed them softly.

It felt good, but I wasn’t paying much attention. I was focused on seeing how fast I could slide my lips up and down his shaft without chocking myself. It wasn’t long before my head was bouncing in front of him.

“This is one of those times when I wouldn’t be mad if you cum fast.” I said while I was giving my mouth a break and catching my breath. I wasn’t wearing a watch, but it felt like I had been sucking his cock for at least five minutes.”

“How much do you want my cum?”

“I want to taste it so badly.” I said as I ended my break and returned to his hard cock.

“I’ll see if you earn it.”

That was enough to make me slide my lips up and down his shaft even faster.

I took his cock out of my mouth and moved a little closer so that I could slide it between my tits. I just held my tits together and he fucked them like it was a wet pussy. I licked it whenever it got close enough to my mouth.

He pulled his cock away from my tits after a minute and aimed it for my mouth. This time I wasn’t giving him a blowjob, he was fucking my mouth. He held my head there as he slid his cock between my lips. This was even better than I thought it was going to be when we started.

“I’m getting close.”

“Fill my mouth with your cum.” I said in between gagging and his cock rough housing with my mouth.

“I’m there.” He arched his back and pushed himself deep into my mouth. I could feel the hot globs of cum shooting into the back of my mouth. His salty cum filled my mouth and dripped into my throat. I swallowed every drop then licked his cock clean.

“Wow.” I said after I wiped my lips clean with the back of my hand. “I didn’t know you had that in you.”

“Neither did I.” He said as he helped me off my knees.

“I didn’t think you were that into outdoor sex.”

“This is really only the third time that I’ve ever done anything like this.”

“I think we’ll have to do something like this again soon.” I said as I put my tits back into my bikini.

“I know a more remote beach spot, not many people know about it. It requires a short hike there.”

“It sounds perfect to me.”

“Next weekend?”

“I have Sunday completely off.”

We walked back to the other side of the dune, his friends having no clue what we just did. However, I could still taste the cum.

Hopefully, he’s serious about taking me to that place. I have a weakness, a fetish or whatever you want to call it for outdoor sex. I wouldn’t say our sex has been boring but some more outdoor adventures would definitely make it more spicy.