A Drop in the Ocean

Bench

I stood behind her, waiting for her to get out of the way so I could get to the bar fridge under the bench. She finished wiping the benchtop and threw the sponge back into the sink. The remaining fillets were still in the box on the draining board, so she spun on the spot to lift up the box, then leaned over to put them in the fridge.

Standing right behind her, I got more than a glimpse this time. The light glistened on her skin, she was still so wet. I couldn't do anything else but stand and stare.

Her head still in the fridge, oblivious, she called over her shoulder, "What would you like to do while we wait for dinner to cook? Would you like me to get you a drink? What do you want?"

She stayed bent over, waiting for my answer, as I was mesmerised by the wet dark cleft between her legs, right in front of me. What do I want? "I want to bend you over that bench, drop my shorts and fuck you from behind." I blurted out.

I should have asked for a beer. At least I'd get that.

She was silent for a moment, before she turned her head to look back at me, puzzled. "Really?"

If she stayed bent over for much longer, I was going to drop to my knees and beg. I closed my eyes tightly. "Oh hell yes."

I heard the fridge door shut before I dared to open my eyes again.

"Hmmm," she said as she straightened up slowly. The skirt came down to the tops of her thighs, temptation hidden from view. "Well, we have at least twenty minutes before dinner is ready." In one movement, she pulled the dress up over her head and dropped it on the floor on the far side of the bench. Naked, she backed up against me, rubbing her bare arse along the bulge in the front of my shorts.

I walked with her the few steps to the bench and helped her to bend over it. I pulled a condom out of my pocket and dropped my shorts, kicking them away across the floor. I'd never put a condom on so fast. I was already breathing hard as I pushed my way into her. Warm and wet and irresistible: my first few thrusts were slow and deep, savouring the sensation.

One of her hands slipped between her legs, curling around me. "What are you waiting for?" she asked. She started rubbing herself with that hand, as slow as my movements.

I gradually increased speed and so did her fingers, rubbing herself and caressing the length of me every time I almost pulled out for another thrust. I wanted to draw this out, to make it as good as the first time, but I heard her cry out and felt her body shudder. I saw her free hand fasten on the far side of the bench, gripping it so hard her knuckles went white.

I fastened my hands on either side of her hips, pumping harder and faster, grinding my own hips against that luscious arse. One hand was still between her legs, rubbing harder and faster to match my pace. I could hear her breath grow ragged, so I know she was close, but she just felt so good that with one more deep thrust I came before her.

Her fingers slowed. I let go of her with one hand to pleasure her instead, still gripping her firmly to me with the other hand. I wanted to feel Vanessa come again while I was this deep inside her. My fingers were rough and hard, rubbing her furiously.

I knew when I had her close. She let go of the bench to put her hands on my arse, holding me inside her, and I felt her muscles contract, deep inside, squeezing me. I slowed down a little, still rough and hard but not as fast. Her breathing was a low moan now, steadily increasing in volume, and she arched her back, her breasts lifting off the table.The shudder that rocked her body sent her boobs bouncing, as she squeezed me so tight inside her I wasn't sure I could pull out if I tried. I kept my fingers going until she relaxed, her boobs squashed on the bench beneath her, before I slid out of her.

I peeled the condom off and washed up in the sink, as she remained face down on the bench, still breathing hard. I picked my shorts up off the floor and slid them on again, but she still hadn't moved. I moved behind her, running my hands lightly up her sides until I reached her breasts. "Hey, are you all right?" I asked her, concerned.

"I think so." Her voice was breathless. I slid my hands under her, cupping her boobs, helping her to stand upright again. She was unsteady, her face flushed and her eyes bright.

I guided her over to the table, sitting her down on the plush seat. She was shaking. I retrieved her dress and she pulled it mechanically over her head. I turned away to get two beers out of the fridge. I opened them both and handed one to her.

"Thanks," she gasped, touching the bottle to her lips and drinking deeply. "After an adrenaline rush like that, I definitely need a drink." She set the bottle down on the table, a little more firmly than necessary, and I saw the beer was more than half gone.

I took a swig of mine, not saying anything. If I concentrated, I could still feel her wet and tight and warm around me. I wondered if the memory would last until I was back at camp, alone in my bed.

"Oh, I want to do that again. That was incredible," she breathed.

"Sure," I told her, my spirits lifting. I didn't fuck her too hard, I'd fucked her too well. So well she wanted more. Shit, that makes two of us.

"Could you check the freezer for some ice? I think I need some." She sounded embarrassed.

I opened the freezer and popped an ice cube out of the tray. I handed it to her. She took it and her hand vanished up her skirt. I looked away for a moment, but when I looked back both hands were resting on the table and the ice block was nowhere in sight.

I opened my mouth to ask her what had happened to it, but I was interrupted by the kitchen timer.

Vanessa jumped up. "Dinner's ready." She walked carefully across the kitchen floor. She unhooked a teatowel from the wall and leaned down to open the oven. As she pulled out the baking dish, I saw a thin trickle of water ooze down her leg. So that's where she stashed the ice cube. I wonder...

I pulled myself out of my fantasies when I heard the clunk of crockery on the table. I looked up into Vanessa's smiling face. "Let's have some shark!"

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This is the first cut sex scene from Ocean's Gift, my thanks to my followers for ten reviews for the book on Amazon. Once I reach twenty reviews, I'll release the next scene.

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