As my marriage had recently gone south, I had decided I needed to get away to the beach for some R&R. It was just at the beginning of summer, so there weren’t very many guests at the beachfront hotel where I was staying.
I should say that I am a man in excellent physical shape, with a forty-five-inch chest and thirty-four-inch waist. Part of the reason my marriage broke up was that my wife didn’t appreciate all the hours I spent at the gym. Anyway, I decided to show my hardened body off on this vacation. My swimsuit was a pair of bikini trunks, and I had torn out the lining in the crotch, which rendered the shape of my shaft and cockhead easily visible. I must have looked good, as several women on the beach asked to take my picture.
On the last day of my trip I found out just how much my workouts had paid off. As I was walking back to my hotel room after lunch, I saw two college-age girls sunning themselves by the pool. One of them caught sight of me and tapped the other on the shoulder so she could check me out.
After going up to my room for a drink, I decided to go back down and talk to those girls. When I got there I found only one of them left. She was blonde, with a nice tan, and a bikini top that strained to hold in her ample tits. After some small talk I found out she was from Alabama and that her name was Bonnie. At this point my dick was beginning to stiffen in my trunks, something that did not go unnoticed on her part. I invited her to check out the view from my tenth-floor balcony, and I was very happy when she accepted. I couldn’t wait to pluck this southern flower.
Once we were in my room we walked out onto the balcony, and I put my arms around her from behind. At the same time I pulled my cock out and laid it against her back as I held her close. She was going to get more of a view than she expected!
Bonnie turned around and gazed at my pole with wide-eyed appreciation. I then led her back into the room, where we both faced the full-length mirror, with me standing behind her, cupping her ample tits in my hands. It was my turn for a view, and she didn’t try to stop me as I stripped her top off. I then put my hand down the front of her bikini bottom, to find a tight slit that was moist with anticipation. Pulling her bottoms down, I slowly inserted my index finger. She seemed ultrasensitive to my touch, and I wondered if any cock had been between those sweet pussy lips before. When I asked her, she confessed that the closest she had come was after a college dance, when her date had tried to fuck her. But she had wanted her first fuck to be with someone more experienced—and better hung. She said she had sucked his cock, but that was all. Then I asked her if she’d like to try sucking mine.
For answer she got down on her knees and took my cock in her mouth. For a girl with so little experience, she was surprisingly good. Before I knew it, my cock was quaking in her mouth, unloading my jism down her throat while she eagerly swallowed it.
I then put her on the bed and turned my attention to her virgin pussy. An old trick of mine is to rinse my mouth with ice water before sucking cunt, as the sensation of a cold tongue between two hot pussy lips always gets a woman begging for cock. And Bonnie was no exception. She moaned and gasped and panted as I proceeded to eat her out as skillfully as I knew how, paying particular attention to her stiff little clit, until she was pulling at my cock, telling me in a breathless voice that she was really, really ready to be fucked.
I spread her legs wide and teased her by inserting just my cockhead inside her, until her hips were thrusting up off the mattress. I then pushed farther into the tightest cunt imaginable. After about half of my thickness was in, I arched my back to fill her up, and she gave a little cry as her hymen was torn away, but she didn’t stop moving with me. I pumped away with steady strokes until I began to feel my load building up.
At that point, partly to prolong our session, I turned her around to take her from behind. She gasped with pleasure at this new position, and as much as I wanted to keep fucking her, I also couldn’t wait to pump her young pussy full of my man milk. I pushed in deeply and fucked her hard, our bodies slapping together. I leaned forward to take her tits in my hands and, barely slowing my pistoning thrusts, I whispered in her ear, telling her that I was going to give her a gift—a pussy full of my sperm.
After another few minutes I again felt my load building up to the point of bursting. I slid my hands down to grasp the front of her thighs, pulling her harder against me, pushing my cock as deep as I could into her sex. At this point her pussy muscles were actively coaxing my dick to deliver its seed. With a loud grunt I exploded, pumping what seemed like a gallon of come into her as deeply as I could. The last time I had fucked this hard, my son had been born nine months later.
After spewing my jism, I pulled out and offered my dick to her mouth, and Bonnie gladly took it in, cleaning our juices from it with her sweet lips and tongue.
Now fully satisfied, I stood back to look down at her. The girl who only a few minutes before had been a sweet but frustrated young virgin was now a fuckable and happily satisfied woman. Her pussy lips were still swollen and gaping open slightly. The valley between her tits was soaked with sweat, the sheets at her crotch were wet with her juices, and a tiny drop of come hung on her smiling lips. And best of all, her eyes shone with gratitude and pleasure.
I would enjoy several more sessions with Bonnie before we went our separate ways.
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