The beach a place to get away, relax and enjoy the ever lasting day of the warmth of the sun. Most of us go there for a tan and unveil with little what we wear. It's like everyone's way of paradise and just escaping the world from our anxiety and stress life. Sometimes we just have to say to ourselves screw the world; It's my time. But even sometimes going alone involves looking for a prey. Lets hear Zoe's story.Zoe starts her day, getting her hair done, putting on her peach coloured thong bikini along with her lava that matches her brunette looks and sandals with a woven cowgirl hat. She is really looking forward to going to the beach to blow some steam and just forget the bad energy that surrounds her. She puts her sun screen all over her curvaceous body not missing a single spot and feeling aroused as she looks at herself in the mirror
Zoe
Every time I go to the beach with my friends it's always drama and conflict. Never a time where I don't break up a fight or even just problem solve. It's like I was like the baby sitter of a bunch of fucking kids. Or when I see a sight of a man I am always being interrupted. A bunch of cock blockers I tell you. This time I am going alone with no care in the world or worrying about my friends and their bull shit. This time I just wanted to be me and myself. My phone today is on "DND" for do not disturb.
As Zoe finds a spot at the beach, she is approached by a tall, caramel and mature looking man with some drinks to sample out. At first it seemed like an interruption, but in a ways she's glad she was interrupted in a pleasant manner. Checking out his muscular body from top to bottom and wearing red short shorts only. She is completely mesmerized by his sight, with her sun glasses on and her mouth wide open; She thinks of dirty thoughts.
Sampling his drinks; She wanted to order the red one as she asks "Whats the name of this one?"
He responds in his deep voice "I call it the D.I.P. for Deep In Passion"
She responds "Great name for a tasty and sexy drink and I will order one for now." As she winks at him he introduces himself "Names Monroe miss?"
She responds "Zoe" As he takes her order and walks out she says to herself quietly "Bring me more of you, Monroe."
Monroe
I normally don't go for women who go out alone at the beach because I either think they just want to be alone on a bad day or just don't want no one to bug them on their own time. But this one seems sweet and has wonderful assets I could get use to as well. All she needs to do is to give me a sign.
As Monroe arrives back to Zoe with her drink, He watches her coming back with a wet body running down her curves. As she looks at him she apologizes for the disappearance. Monroe accepts in a mature manner. He handed her the drink she had ordered. They talked and laughed having a decent conversation making one another smile. Realizing they both have not had this much fun in a long time.
During the conversation she asked him "Could you put some more sun screen on me please?
Monroe responds "Of course."
Zoe
I won't lie his hands felt so good on my back, just running smoothly downwards to my hips. Maybe I was just getting too comfortable with him and his drink. Something I needed no interruptions with this sexy caramel, Hopefully; He joins me for a swim spending a little too much time with me as I speak.
Monroe
I will admit she's a very attractive woman just what I was looking for. I definitely enjoy her accompaniment. I will join her for a swim but would like to compliment her which I have been dying to do all day since she walked on the beach.
As Monroe lays her down massaging her back. Monroe orders another drink for her hands it, but this time her drink had a red rose. Zoe looks at him all surprised and smiles; Saying to him "Oh my god too pretty to drink Monroe."
Monroe says "Will agree but it's more difficult to find a beautiful woman at the beach." Feeling intrigued by his compliment she kisses his lips smoothly and slowly she asks "Would like to go for a swim?" He responds "Rather make love with you Zoe." kissing her again deeply as he lays her down
As Monroe gives her a passionate french kiss; She rolls on top of him undoing her top exposing her nipples, letting him suck them sensually. As he stands up she notices his erection through his shorts taking them off, giving him a pleasurable oral.
Laying him back down on his back, giving him more oral to make him more aroused. She stands up taking her thong off exposing her smooth vagina.
Saddling on top of his penis as it slips into her vagina, she thrusts him very passionately moaning so much letting her orgasm out for him. Smiling at him he picks her up by her hips with his strong arms thrusting her towards him in mid air. Not breaking eye contact she stares at him lustfully not wanting him to stop. As she kisses him; She lets out a moan into his mouth having another orgasm.
Landing on her feet she immediately gets on her knees giving him more oral; Bobbing her head in a rhythmic motion. Laying down on her back she spreads her legs asking for more; As he lays on top of her he puts his penis back in her vagina. Picking up a faster pace, he goes deeper in her than before.
Moaning so much his name and enjoying every thrust she gets orgasms like never before; allowing him to ejaculate in her as well. As they both kiss they feel one another in a swirl sensation not wanting to ruin the moment they shared.
Looking at one another with a smile Monroe says "It's okay I don't mind having kids." As Zoe releases a chuckle she looks at him and says "Oh good to know I found a man but I am on birth control caramel lover but I don't mind one day." Laughing with one another they stand up holding hands and run to the water naked just before the sunsets enjoying an ever lasting evening together.
Who says you can't find passion at the beach, it just starts off with a D.I.P. (Deep In Passion)
YOU ARE READING
Zalamero's Uncanny Tales (18+) (Editing)
Romance⚠️ Warning ⚠️ This is an 18+ audience only Many wonder is it possible to experience the world of sex in many different ways....whether it's coincidentally or just a stare at someone....a story can always be told but even in reality it ne can be spo...