Taboo

Keywords: Ch., Meadow, The, 01,

All she could do was hold on and ride through the pleasurable waves that continued to climax around her.

Her nails pressed into his hard flesh as her body arched and writhed so beautifully beneath his. She had no rationale thought as to their joining; only that she wasn't sure she wanted to end ... only to spiral higher until there was nothing more left to give.

As his body shook as her body shook, he wondered just how much of a thrill seeker she was inside. Was this a commonplace occurrence for her or was this something new and exciting? He wanted to leave her with a sensation of having experienced.....no other way to put it......the ride of her life. With that in mind, he pulled his lips from her forehead and moved his mouth down against her ear, whispering to her as he continued to ream her slit "so how much of a thrill seeker are you?" He didn't give her time to reply as he slowly drew his hips back and removed his glistening hard-on from her quivering cunt and edged it downwards slightly, touching the shining head of it against her darker rear opening.

Julia moaned, feeling him withdraw and where she would have responded to his words, if she could have found her voice, her only reply was a gasp as his wet cock head grazed the puckered rosebud of her ass, wide eyes meeting his as she shuddered helplessly beneath him. Sure she had played around back there before, but that had been the extent of her discovery sessions. But with him, there was something that made her want to continue this pleasurable ride with him. Drawing in a shaky breath, she moaned softly before whispering back, "Do it."

Pushing the tip of his cock through her tight opening, he felt it blossom around his skin and then clamp back down around it. As he rolled forwards slowly, filling her ass with his meat, he kept his eyes on her eyes at all times. Sinking down into her, he let his breath rise and then fall slowly from his chest at the sensations this backdoor act was evoking in his groin. The clammy warmth of her anus beckoned him in deeper and he filled her fully before his hands sought out hers. Finding them, their fingers locked at the same moment as their mouths - and then their tongues - found each other once more and as he started to fuck slowly in and out of her asshole, he became aware of her legs wrapping around his waist once more and tugging him back against her.

She couldn't help but shudder and cry out beneath him as he slowly filled her with his length. She felt more full and stretched than she had ever imagined and it took her a moment to comprehend that it was a pleasure she had never obtained. But only when their fingers entwined along with their mouths and tongues, did she fully relax, her body molding perfectly to his as he took what he wanted and gave untold pleasure in return. Her nails bit into the knuckles of his hand as her legs traveled further up his waist and the small of his back, locking her ankles as he began to move inside of her.

Still lubricated by the juices warm from her snatch, he worked his shaft in and out of her butt hole with a slow deliberate pace. As their bodies started to work once more in unison, pushing against each other and aiding his violation of her rear, their mouths became more feverish in their need for each other as tongues wrestled and sparred with each other. Feeding her new sensations with each forward motion, he closed his eyes as he began to revel in the experience of her ass; warm and pleasurable like diving back into the sea after having grown cold on the beach. Nudging her head with his as the kiss continued unbroken, he moaned into her mouth as the feelings warming up inside of him started to grow and he knew that, given this new rush sensation, it wouldn't be long before what was warming inside him would be warming inside her.

Feeding off his mouth and the movements of his body like much needed oxygen, Julia's body began to move in synchronized harmony with his. With each roll of his hips and thrust of his cock up inside of her stretched rim, her clit was being rubbed and bruised against the ribbed abdominal muscles of his stomach. The coupled sensations were driving her headlong towards yet another release and her body ached to feel him join her in orgasmic bliss.

With his pelvic area rubbing against her overly sensitive clit, he kept the slow pace going without pause. Each penetration was now sending fireworks into his loins and spurring him towards the eventual release. As their hands clung to each others like limpets desperate to stay on the rock during a storm, he felt the tension in his biceps and that in turn worked its way into his shoulders and then down his spine before finishing its journey between his legs....or rather between her legs as he felt the first quiver of his impending climax tear through his body. As the moment drew closer and nearer with each tight thrust, he felt her relaxation pass over into his body and his control slowly disappeared. Before he was even aware of it, he had bucked forward and shot his first wad of cum into her rectum, followed by a second, a pause, a shiver, a third and then all the breath leaving his lungs as he finally broke the kiss, laid his head alongside hers and collapsed into her embrace.

She moaned uncontrollably into his mouth as she felt him thrust forward and stiffen, his cock seeming to explode into the depths of her bowels, sending her over the perpetual edge she had been clinging on to. Her body bucked and jerked beneath his as she came, her tight sphincter muscles clenching around his girth as he pumped thick ropes of cum into her, searing her flesh. Her fingers tightened on his, gasping for breath as his mouth pulled away and he collapsed on top of her. She could hear his labored breathing in her ear as she slowly pulled her fingers from his, trembling arms snaking their way around his muscled form as she simply held him to her, closing her eyes as her voice came out in a quivering whisper, "Oh god ..."

Pulled even tighter to her by the surprisingly strong embrace of her arms, he let the rapture wash down his body and back up again as breath once more started to come back into his lungs and his eyes opened onto her beauty. Grinning in a manner that she would have had no hesitation in marking as characteristic of a stereotypical beach bum-surfer, he bent forward slowly and silenced her hungered breathing with a light kiss that barely touched her full lips before turning his head to the side and letting his body rest in earnest as he felt the last tremors of her orgasm shake the erection still buried in her bowels.

After several moments that were accompanied by nothing but the sounds of crashing waves and racing heartbeats, He pushed himself upwards so that he could gaze down at her post-orgasmic beauty whilst remaining securely ensconced in her rear. If he wanted to speak, to have said something poignant to mark the moment, the words never came.

Julia drew in a deep shaky breath as he pulled back from her and she gazed almost tenderly up at the apparition hovering over her. He was beautiful, in a god-like manner and she wondered, if only momentarily, the god Poseidon had been the one instead to rescue her from the hungered jaws of the sea and just took her on a visionary quest to his version of Mount Olympus on the beach. She reached up, her own words long gone as her fingers toyed in the loose strands of his hair hanging loose and then simply smiled up at him, its simplicity caught in the twinkle of her eyes.

The cocksure grin faded to an easy smile as he wondered if he would ever find words to express what he was feeling right now. The first conglomeration of words that had formed in his mind had been to compare her to surfing, but somehow even he was able to cut that short knowing it wasn't quite right, so he was left without words. It seemed strange to him, however, that he had grown used to meeting girls, partying on the beach with them and then moving along to the next one without a second thought but now....lying as he was still firmly inside her.....he didn't want to draw back, he didn't want to go, he didn't want to continue on his merry way.......what he wanted, but found himself to shy and tongue tied to make the words happen, was to ask if he could see her again some time.

Gazing up at his face, she could see something drifting across his eyes and it suddenly hit her that it was probably time for him to move on. Even if it were just a passing thing for him, something he was probably quite used to doing, maybe even as a nightly ritual on this very beach at this very spot, she knew that she would always hold on to this moment for what it meant to her. She wanted to speak and put the murmurings of her heart into words but she was afraid ... afraid of what he wouldn't say in return.

So she simply slid her fingers from his hair, her gaze locked on his for a moment longer before closing her eyes and released the held breath that she had been holding as she silently told her heart to shut up and just enjoy what had happened but her fingers betrayed her as they tenderly, almost lovingly slide down the length of his body, trembling slightly before they pulled from his body with a soft sigh.

Sliding free of her anus with a sigh that matched her own in timing and intensity, he swallowed as if nervous before casting his eyes off to the side and letting his vision unfocus for a few moments. Right now he would have given anything to know what was racing around her mind; did she consider him another quick easy score, was he just another notch on her scoreboard, or had this meant something to her as well.

It seemed strange that he couldn't just fall into the easy surfer chatter that so often emanated from him, but right now he realized that whatever he said next would define the moment for both of them, and possibly make the decision for her as to whether she would contemplate seeing him again.

Keywords: Ch., Meadow, The, 01,