It was about time for a trip to the beach; after all, it was her birthday, and the couple's tan lines had faded entirely. Calum had an old college friend that had a place on the beach. When his baseball team was out of town, he offered the cottage; they jumped at the chance to stay for the week.
After a few hours in the car and countless radio sing-alongs, they arrived at the little cottage under the veil of a gorgeous setting sun. Ella and Callum rushed to drag their luggage into the quiet bungalow to catch the last sliver of the sunset over the surf.
Only a minute or two later, the couple was making their way down the boardwalk with a bounce in their step.
Ella found a picturesque spot not far down the shore, and Callum spread out their beach towel. Just east of the distant pier, perfectly framed by dusk's orange and purple hues.
Ella took a seat on Calum's lap as they snuggled on top of their beach towel. Wrapped in his arms, they savored the therapeutic waves' sound under the setting sun's claiming rays.
Ella curled up in his lap. Calum's tight embrace warmed her as they sat under the moon. She let out a satisfied sigh, begging for a kiss on the cheek. Ella closed her eyes to savor the moment; appreciating his tender touch, she yearned for more. Ella's breath quaked as an unexpected sensation sent a warm rush of pleasure through her body.
Calum's strong warm hands had slipped under her thick hooded sweatshirt. Callum's diligent fingers gently massaged her sensitive breasts.
"You're such a tease," Ella whispered with a chuckle as he knowingly pecked her cheek.
Ella glanced up and down the beach. Why not? She bit her lip. Ella had been aching the whole car ride to the shore, yearning for the satisfying touch of her husband. She wouldn't be denied another minute. Besides, there isn't anyone around. She reached up to his hands, gently guiding them under her shirt.
"You know, I always dreamed about having sex on the beach." Ella leaned back and whispered. That was the only motivation he needed.
Ella could already feel him running out of room in his shorts as he quickly grew beneath her.
Calum's fingers gently pulled down her bra as they explored the soft sensitive skin underneath. Ella leaned in and awarded him with a passionate, affirming kiss. Calum's firm, strong hand worked diligently to caress and tease his bride's delicate breasts. As Calum's strong hands traced the edge of her nipples, she gasped.
Ella couldn't believe how sensitive and aroused she was. The thrill of the hidden intimate moment made it hard for her to hear the crashing of the waves over the racing sound of her heartbeat. Calum was already on edge as he shifted in his seat, fighting to make room in his shorts.
"You should probably take him out," Ella moaned. Already aching to feel her husband inside her. Ella leaned forward to give him room. They looked around the vacant shore and smiled back at one another.
After some effort, Calum unzipped his shorts and freed his throbbing erection. Ella nibbled her lip as she watched Calum's familiar penis grow in relief once exposed to the crisp light of dusk. Ella didn't hesitate, quickly pulling her leggings and panties to her knees.