Gulf Coast Beach Fun Pt-3 – More Delight

We both felt pretty exhausted from all the rounds of fucking and sucking we’d had so far that afternoon. The towel underneath us was completely soaked in sweat and cum, especially Delilah’s. I’d never heard of a “squirter” before (female ejaculation), but was very familiar with it now. It would be quite some time before I would encounter another woman with that quality, and none would ever come close to the volume she produced. It was really quite extraordinary.

Feeling dehydration setting in, we got up just long enough to grab a quick snack, and with our water bottles, we moved to a dry towel. A more careful inspection of the beach in each direction indicated that there was still no one in sight. Unusual, but very welcome at the time.

We lay naked together, soaking in the waning afternoon light, sipping some much-needed water. We chatted as we had earlier in the day about casual things, but also mixed in with those topics were ones of a more sexual nature. As always, she patiently listened to me tell stories of my past adventures. I confessed that I’d had pretty limited experience with women to that point. She handled it really well, and gave me a lot of encouragement, indicating that I had nothing to worry about. It was obvious to me that she had quite a bit of experience, but I tactfully avoided pressing her for details of her past… I was simply trying to make the best of what was a truly extraordinary moment for me at that point in my young life.

We touched frequently as we talked and relaxed. Occasionally we would entwine ourselves in a firm embrace and kiss. Gently wrestling with each other on the beach towel spread out on the warm sand. As this ongoing soft playing and teasing continued, I could feel my loins start to stir again. Even though I’d just orgasmed twice in under an hour, harder than I’d ever cum in my life, I could now feel another woody coming on.

Delilah was really playful, and that was probably the most fun part of the whole experience. As we continued to rest, chat, and fool around, she began to fondle my cock and balls more and more often. Our touching eventually became less casual, and more erotic.

My cock began to grow harder, and I also noticed her nipples getting excited once more. At times I would let my hand slip between her legs, and soon I could clearly feel the warmth and wetness growing there again. I marveled at her beauty and sexuality, and let her know of my thoughts as often as I dared.

Finally, she pushed me back hard, flat on my back, and pounced on top of me. I was beginning to really like getting pinned down by this vixen. Once again she raised up and looked between her legs at my growing hardness. “Are you ready for another go?” she queried. “Mmmmmm, looks ready to me,” she purred in my ear.

“Yes Ma’am,” I blurted out enthusiastically.

She gave me a playful slap and said, “Don’t ever call me ‘ma’am’ again!” I gulped and nodded in agreement. The smile never left her lips though, and the sparkle never left her eyes. Her hand snaked between us and grabbed at my hardening cock. “Hummmm feels almost ready!” she mused. “And these big, beautiful balls of yours… I bet they are full of more hot cum for me too!” The ear-to-ear grin I had seemed to be permanent.

“I’m willing to give it a try,” I confided.

With my balls firmly in her grasp, Delilah spun herself off me and knelt at my side, staring wantonly at my cock. “Well,” she said as she shamelessly caressed my cock and balls, “I think this equipment could use a bit more work!” With that, she engulfed my semi-hard cock in her mouth and began to rhythmically take it deep down her throat.

The view of her side was spectacular. The delightful curves of her breasts jiggling, her fantastic ass, legs, and abdomen flexing as she bobbed up and down on my cock, her golden hair tickling my stomach and thighs. Her hands playfully massaged my balls and pinched my nipples in an erratic rhythm. The experience was exquisite. Then she would recede until just holding the head in her lips, playfully teasing it with her tongue. Her treatment of my cock now was much more thorough than before. I marveled at her skills… and the sensations they produced.

Delilah let her saliva run generously over my cock and balls, which she would occasionally take into her mouth and suck on them one at a time. This caused me to open my legs wider, to give her easier access. While massaging my cock and balls with her hand, she also began to suck and nibble relentlessly on my nipples.

Without warning she let her wet finger slide down to my bunghole, where she gently pressed against it but did not enter. “How about there.” she cooed softly into my ear. She pulled back her face to see my expression, which was one of wild amazement. I’d never considered that as a “playground” before, and it must have shown clearly on my face. I mumbled a rather unintelligible and non-committal reply. “Maybe we’ll save that for later,” she conceded, with a fiery look in her eye.

With that, she threw her leg over me in a 69 position. In our most recent discussion period, during our rest, I confessed that I had very limited experience with pleasing a woman orally. “I think I can help you with that,” she’d told me. “Just relax and follow your instincts. Something tells me that you’ll be good at it,” she said with a wink. Now I was having my opportunity to try expanding on this new skill for me.

I began by trying some of the basic things Delilah had explained to me. As I explored her pussy and clit with my mouth and tongue, she occasionally gave me encouragement and feedback in-between playing with my balls and cock, which was now fully hard again. “Yes, there!” she would pant, “Harder,”... then, “Softer.” I obediently complied. “OH! YES!... Like THAT!” she would occasionally wail. I quickly got into a rhythm that seemed to be building the sexual tension within her… with her mixture of juices flowing freely over my face. The pungent essence of sex filled my nostrils, her sweet taste heightened my drive to make her cum.

I loved the feel of her swollen pussy lips as my tongue slid over them. With her encouragement, I began to get more aggressive with her clit, which bulged out from under its hood in an almost sordid fashion. Gently pulling on it with my lips and teeth… lashing it about with my tongue… sucking on it…. Her body writhed and twisted on top of me.

Groans and moans of pleasure escaped her mouth as she distractedly tried to pleasure my now rock-hard cock. I would then plunge my face into her, probing her depths as best I could. I was mesmerized by the smell that emanated from her, a mixture of pussy juice, and my own cum from earlier. The power of the sexual aroma was heady and intoxicating. It spurred me on to further and more vigorously explore her love flower.

Delilah’s gyrations became more frantic as she continued to sit on my face, which I once again tried to plunge into her. Little did I know at the time, but this was “muff-diving” at its finest. I stuck my tongue out flat, pressed it hard against her scandalously swollen clit, and wiggled it furiously, as I pulled and pinched one of her nipples. Remembering what she had said earlier, I managed to get my other hand close enough to her sopping pussy to get my fingers slick with her juices, and then let them slide back up to her puckered rosebud.

I lightly pressed against her dark opening, and that did it. Her hand gripped my cock like a vise, and a low guttural moan started deep within her. Her body began to buck and convulse so wildly that I had to wrap my arms around her waist to hold on. I continued to thrash her clit with my tongue as her whole body shook, arms and legs flailing about, while her moan once again escalated into a banshee-like wail. Her entire body rocked and convulsed.

Pulse after pulse of Delilah’s juices flooded over my face to the point that it felt like I was drowning. As her orgasm began to subside she clawed her way forward to disconnect my mouth from her pussy, and lay panting and heaving on top of me. I could feel the sweaty flesh of her soft, warm breasts enveloping my now rock-hard cock. As I looked into her crotch, her pussy continued to convulse and leak cum. To this day that is one of the most lewdly erotic sights in my memory.

As her breathing returned to sighs and gasps, she slid off me and lay beside me. I turned around so that we were now head to head again. As I got up on my knees to turn around, my hard cock was thrust high into the air, while the heat caused my already large and low-hanging balls to dangle exceptionally far, and all of it bounced about in a rakish fashion as I moved. A satisfied smile passed across her lips as she watched this display. I lay on my back again, and she snuggled up beside me. We both made a quick survey of the beach. Still private.

We did not say much, nor did we rest very long before she started eyeing my cock with a hungry look in her eyes. I was really quite astounded by the energy that this little minx had. Delilah threw her leg over mine and once again positioned her body on top of mine. I loved the feeling of her weight on me. She slid forward enough that my cock was able to spring up, the soft tip nestling against her hot, wet opening. I tried to force my way into her. “Shhhh,” she hissed softly in my ear. “Just relax – let me do it.” I released her hips and began to run my fingertips all over her body. I just wanted to touch her completely.

She backed down slowly until the tip of my cock was firmly planted against the opening of her pussy. She began a gentle rocking motion that had my cock ever so slowly beginning to penetrate her more and more. Finally, as her tempo increased, the head of my cock popped inside her tight opening. She let out a loud gasp, followed by a deep groan, and froze there for a long moment.

Soon she picked up her tempo again, and she slid a bit further onto my cock with each rocking motion. When she was about halfway down she lowered her nipples back down to me and I again began to suck and tease them. “Suck them hard,” she demanded. I obeyed, and almost immediately she again convulsed wildly, which caused her to impale herself fully onto my pole. A soft shudder went through her body like a wave.

After a brief moment, Delilah lifted herself up slightly, stroking my cock with her pussy a few more times, then sat down again firmly, her ass pressed tightly against my swollen balls. After a brief pause here, she looked me sternly in the eye. What I saw was beyond lust.

She jumped off me and onto all fours and wiggled her ass in the air. “Take me from behind,” she firmly instructed, with a salacious gleam in her eyes. That simile, both wicked and mischievous, never left her lips.

I quickly complied. We were both facing the water now. I positioned myself behind her and rested my wet cock in the crack of her ass. I took a quick moment to survey the scene. Still no one in sight. Again, the view at that moment is burned into my memory. The late afternoon light was giving everything that amazing golden glow. The Gulf was peaceful, the sky overhead a clear blue, and on the horizon in the distance was that wall of amazing fluffy clouds, in all variations of shadow and light. It was an incredible tableau.

Before me was this exquisite creature, craving my seed. I love a good back view, and this one is one of my fondest memories. Her strong shoulders and soft yet muscular back tapered into the lovely curve of her waist, which then flowed out nicely into her generous hips and spectacular heart-shaped ass. I felt glorified at the moment, frozen in time.

Delilah wiggled her ass against me, urging me on with soft, pleading whimpers, breaking me from my reverie, but not quite interrupting it. The flare of her hips provided a comfortable handle that I tried to hold onto. I eased myself back gently, slowly letting my cock trail down the crack of her ass. As I got back far enough, the tip of my cock once again sought her opening. Not letting go of her hips, we wiggled around till the tip of my cock was again nestled at her opening. She pushed back gently until the swollen head of my cock slid effortlessly inside her hot pussy, paused briefly, then she pushed back onto me firmly till our thighs met. We both let out a deep sigh.

We started into a good, long, hard fuck. Our pace varied from slow stroking to fast and furious pounding, and back again, over, and over. I was mesmerized as I would look down and see my glistening pole disappear and reappear from within her. When our bodies collided, I marveled at how the soft flesh of her ass rippled. Like the ground shaking in an earthquake, or the expanding waves created by tossing a stone in a calm pool of water.

We were so slick with sweat that I had trouble keeping a firm grip on Delilah’s hips when I pounded her. A few times I would roughly grab handfuls of her ass flesh to make a handle, which would cause her to slam back into me even harder. The frenzied pace of this animalistic fucking was getting exhausting. Our grunts, groans, and cries ebbed and flowed with the changes in our pace. Her body continued to occasionally shudder and quiver with mini-orgasms throughout the session.

I would occasionally bend over, pumping her slowly with just the tip of my cock, and pinch and tease her nipples, or finger her clit. She would respond to this by again bucking harder into me, and soon we would be back into a furious and hard pounding. The sound of our wet bodies slapping together had a shameless animal sexuality to it. Even with the breeze, the smell of sex was distinctly clear in the air.

I consciously tried to make my cock larger, pumping it with my groin muscles. Our breathing was becoming much more ragged. We both needed a big cum soon. We’d spent a substantial portion of the past two hours or more fucking, sucking, and playing. This was one hell-of-a fitness program! I was working on my third cum, I’d long ago lost count of how many times she had flooded me with her juices, forget about counting the smaller convulsions in-between those.

It was increasingly difficult to hold onto her as sweat poured off of us. Her pink rosebud winked at me as I spread her ass cheeks and pounded her pussy in a slow, deliberate fashion. Again remembering what she’d said earlier, I decided to take a chance and see if ass play was really her thing, or not.

I let some saliva drop from my mouth onto the crack of her ass. She stiffened ever so briefly, while deeply sucking in her breath, and then returned to a long and slow rhythmic stroking. I soaked my thumb in my mouth, and while holding onto her hip with my other hand, and proceeded to press the pad of my thumb against her brown passage in a pulsating motion. “Yesssssss,” she let out with a loud hiss. Then she cried out, “Stick your thumb in my ass!” Dumbfounded, I paused. “Just do it!” she insisted, “Do it now! And fuck me harder!”

Her motions and vocal emanations began to get wildly more erratic and intense. I pressed a bit harder and the tip of my thumb slipped into her ass. She panted and groaned a loud “Uuunnnhhhh”. Her body began to hammer into me. I was about to lose it. Her gyrations forced my thumb deeper into her ass, and I began to wiggle it around. When my thumb slipped completely into her ass she howled like a crazed beast. I was sure she could be heard in the next county.

Delilah’s body then erupted into a series of convulsions, which caused her shoulders to collapse onto the ground… a loud, guttural, animalistic cry escaped her lips. As another orgasmic wave passed over her she wailed and pounded her fists into the sand, and we were once again flooded with her juices. Her pussy muscles continued to milk my cock. All that, and the change of the angle and pressure of her love tunnel on my cock sent me over the edge again.

I coated her insides with cum as I let out a wail of my own. My cock felt as if it swelled to twice its already engorged size as I erupted wave after wave of cum into her. After the initial gush from both of us, I lost my grip and balance and fell into her. I caught myself from landing on her with my full body weight, and somehow my cock managed to stay inside her as we both lay on the towel-covered sand. My body pinned her to the ground as we continued to convulse and moan.

A few moments after the pulsing of our sex subsided, I slid off of her onto my back. It was difficult to focus at first, my eyes still rolling around in my head, my breath heaving and irregular. With both our bodies still leaking cum, our heads slowly began to clear, and our breathing became more controlled. She eased up next to me and slid one leg and arm over me. I felt her hot breath against my ear. I turned my face towards hers and was greeted by the calmest, most satisfied expression you could imagine. The peacefulness of her face emanated profoundly, and the look in her eyes was of a deep, almost innocent calm (although I knew better). Our lips came together for a long, slow, sensual kiss.

As we broke off our kiss, she also rolled onto her back, and we lay there staring at the brilliant blue sky. Our bodies felt heavy against the soft, warm beach sand. Slowly we returned to reality, the sights and sounds of our surroundings coming into focus once more. The absolute beauty of the moment totally engulfed us.

After several minutes of rest, and with some assistance from each other, we managed to get onto our feet and wobble over to the shade rig for some much-needed water (we had emptied our existing bottles). We both uttered exclamations of how intense the experience of the afternoon had been, and how good it had felt. After a few more gulps of water, passing the bottle between us, we stepped back and looked each other up and down and laughed out loud. We were a mess. Covered in sweat, cum, and sand, even in our hair.

We picked up our swimsuits, and without even bothering to look, strolled down to the water holding hands, still naked. The gentle swells rolled past us as we got out to waist-deep water, and began rinsing off. The cool water was welcome and refreshing. The tone of the conversation was playful and light. Once we got our suits back on we returned to the position we had been in when the afternoon’s sexual adventure had really gone into high gear.

Sitting sideways in my lap, Delilah snuggled up close to me as we watched the sun plunge towards the horizon. There was less than an hour of good daylight left, and we would need to start packing up soon.

Once again we were struck by the stark beauty that surrounded us. The vibrant colors, gilded by the setting sun’s light were absolutely breathtaking. Long shadows appeared on the beach, and in the clouds on the horizon. A sense of calm overtook the entire scene.

Out of the bright sunlight, we saw an ATV of the Beach Patrol appear. We looked at each other and grinned and giggled foolishly. He reached us just as we were strolling out of the water (with our swimsuits back on), hand in hand. We had the usual chit-chat, assuring him that all was well, and thanking him for the job that he did. He was about Delilah’s age I’d guess and quite the stud-muffin. Well muscled, and darkly tanned, every hair visible was a brightly sun-bleached blond, even the hair on his arms.

There was no mistaking that Delilah had his attention. He was not so rude as to stare, but the thin fabric of her wet suit left little to the imagination, and the cool water, along with the now rapidly cooling air, once again had an alarming effect on her nipples. I, for once that day (since I’d been in her company), was not struggling to suppress a hard-on. We said our goodbyes to the Ranger and watched him continue on down the beach towards the approaching darkness.

A quiet peacefulness surrounded us as we packed everything up and got ready to return to the parking area where we both had our vehicles. With everything packed, we stopped and sat together in our chairs, holding hands and watching the sun make its final plunge beyond the horizon. After that, in the rapidly greying light, the stroll back was mostly one of silent reflection.

Once everything was put away we came together for the last kiss of the day. She almost skipped into my arms and gave me a big hug, wrapping her arms tightly around me, pressing her body deeply into mine, her head against my shoulder. With my nose nestled into her hair, I breathed in deeply, taking in her scent one last time, trying to imprint the sensation deep in my memory. She tilted her head back, and our lips met for a long and lingering kiss. The passion was so deep that it gave me a tingling sensation throughout my body.

She thanked me for a lovely day, and I responded that the pleasure was all mine. Once again I was treated with an expression of peaceful innocence from her. I asked when we could get together again. After a brief discussion, we agreed to meet again at the same place and time, on the Sunday of the upcoming Memorial Day holiday weekend.

I got in my car and began the drive back to the base, still somewhat giddy from the day’s escapades. Then it suddenly hit me that I had no way of contacting Delilah, should I want to confirm our planned meeting. I briefly groaned a bit in disappointment, but quickly brushed it off. “It will be what it will be,” I said to myself…. It was going to be a long 10 days to wait for that next event, but at least I had plenty of good memories to keep me occupied till then.