| Surfing with Zac turned out to be a blast. Emma was glad that he wasn't too proud to take a couple of pointers from a GIRL, after all she had been surfing since she was barely in her teens and as soon as she was old enough to drive, she spent most of her breaks from school and as many weekends as she could at the beach, even if the surf sucked. There was a small spat between them, though, when Emma tried to foot the bill for her own board and wetsuit rental. Zac insisted vehemently, so she finally caved and let him pay for it, but not without protesting one last time. The waves were not quite as big as she liked them, but it was good enough for a relaxed evening. Emma would have preferred a night surf, but it wasn't safe or smart HERE because she wasn't sure how strong a swimmer Zac was, should the undertow become too strong. She also wasn't sure if he knew what to do if he got caught in a riptide. So, when they were tired and it was starting to get dark, and he suggested they call it quits she agreed readily. By the time they had watched the sunset, laid out on their boards to dry out, the beach was pretty much deserted. Emma decided she could not stand the wetsuit one more second, and stood, unzipped and peeled it off. Zac groaned inwardly as she stood next to him in nothing but her little panties and brushed more sand off herself. She smiled warmly when she caught him watching her. "I'm really not torturing you on purpose, Zac. The suit was feeling clammy..." she licked her lips, her heart raced and her hands shook as he turned on his side, rested his head on his hand and his elbow on the board, and just watched her. She pulled her t-shirt on, not bothering with her bra and sat back down on the board, pulled her knees to her chest and rested her chin on them. She looked down at Zac, still lying on his side and watching her. His long hair was still damp, with lots of sand and salt in it from the sea, and it hung in clumpy strands around his face. She reached out and stroked his cheek before she'd even realized she'd done it. His eyes lit up and he covered her hand with his. "Gettin' pretty dark, Em. Maybe we better get out of here..." he kissed the palm of her hand. "Yeah..." she sighed, making him laugh. "Sleeping at the beach last night wasn't enough for the week?" he teased. "No smartass.." she answered, huffily, but unable to stifle a giggle. "Sleeping AT the beach in my car is NOT the same as sleeping ON the beach...dork.." she shook her head and grinned. "BUT..." she continued, "There is NO camping on this beach either, unless of course, you WANT to spend half the night in jail or pay a HELLACIOUS fine.." Zac stared at her for a moment, then burst out laughing. "I didn't know you had the whole surf lingo thing down too, Em." he teased her some more. She chuckled and tugged on a strand of his hair. "Come on..let's get the sand off and get some food. Surfing makes me HUNGRY." she grinned. He jumped up and followed her to the outdoor showers, stood his board next to hers and held hhis breath as she peeled off her t-shirt, hung it in a place that would keep it dry and turned on the spray. He watched, fascinated, as she stepped under the water and let it cascade down her body, then tilted her head back and rinsed her hair, the weight of the water pulling her ringlets straight. He reached out and caressed her smooth back as she faced the spray, letting it pour down her full breasts and fall in two small streams from her erect nipples. She turned to him when she felt his hands on her and tugged at the zipper on the front of his wet suit. He stepped closer to her and let her help him peel his suit off, baring his completely naked body to her gaze. |
He stepped closer to her, his already hard shaft poking her gently in the belly, pulled her to him and kissed her. She melted into his arms and then turned, to keep them both under the water spray. He cupped her face in his hands as he continued to kiss her, oblivious to anything else around them. She turned again, so his back was to the water and then helped him rinse the sand from his gorgeous golden mane. She devoured his neck as she raked her hands through his soaking wet hair and his breathing quickened. Once she was satisfied that his hair was rinsed enough she moved her mouth down to his chest, licking a trail down the front of him as his hands slid easily over her wet skin, stopping to cup her breasts and tease her nipples. She felt his erection pressing against her body and she looked down, resting her forehead on his chest. She closed her hand around it and pumped, making him gasp and his belly tighten. He smoothed her soaking wet hair down and cupped her face as she dropped to her knees. Emma was completely aroused, just by the sight of his strong, naked, soaking wet body but she felt an even stronger desire to taste him, something she had never considered with any one else. She tenatively snaked her tongue out and licked the head of it, tracing the rim, encouraged by his gasp and the feel of his fingers trying to dig into her hair. She licked the underside of it, then closed her eyes as she took him into her mouth. "Oh.....god......" he moaned and leaned against the concrete wall that housed the shower head and knob that turned it on and off. "Mmmm..." she moaned onto him and sucked on and off, deciding she liked the taste of him and loving the fact that she was driving him insane. His chest heaved and his stomach muscles rippled as they tightened in his excitement, as he tilted his head back, leaning that against the concrete wall and closing his eyes. She sucked harder and faster, wanting to take all of him. She slowed slightly and relaxed as much as she could, opening her throat to take his large and thick cock all the way in. "Ohhhhhhhmmmmmm...." he moaned when she managed to do it. That made her even more hot, and determined to do it again. She gripped his hips tightly and sucked slowly off him, then relaxed her throat and took him all the way to the back of it, the tip of her nose just brushing the soft hair at the base of his shaft. He gasped and moaned again. managing to get handfuls of her hair to hold onto. "Em...ma...god..." he panted and shivered as she did it again, then sucked and licked at him more quickly. "Em.....uuuuhhh...." he gasped and tugged at her, until she stood in front of him. He took her face in his large hands and kissed her, probing her mouth wantonly with his tongue. She opnened to him and relaxed to the feel of his hands slipping down her ribcage to her hips. He moved one hand around to the front of her and slipped his fingers between the lips of her sex and found the swollen button, that practically begged for his touch. He circled her waist with his other arm as her knees buckled slightly and steadied her, still stroking her hardened clit and making her moan out loud. He sucked at the sensitive skin behind her ear, then quickly spun her, so her back was to him. He took small soft bites of the sweet and salty skin on her shoulders and caressed her arms, stretching them out in front of them and placing her hands, palms flat, against the concrete wall. He took his painfully hard member in his hand and rubbed it against her firm, round backside then spread her legs with his knee as he devoured every inch of skin he could get his mouth on. He found her wet opening with the head of his cock and slipped slowly into her. |