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A walk on the beach

"Driftwood"

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What a week!

This week was garbage. Work was stressful and home was lonely. I’ve been waiting to get a dog for over a years to allow my life to be less lonely but I haven’t found the right one yet. At the end of the day on Friday, after a week of overcast and rain, the sun was finally shining and I thought that this was the perfect setting to take a nice fall walk on the beach. The sun was shining, warming the crisp October air. I dressed in layers, grabbed my sunglasses and headed out to Terra Nova park. I parked my S.U.V. and headed to the ocean trail. The trail here is gravel with the Pacific ocean on one side and the urban forest on the other. Heading north goes towards the city but heading south it simply ends at the end of Lulu Island. The tip of the island makes it feel like the end of the world. The trail Is frequently used by runners and cyclist but today it seemed to be vacant. I walked along the path with my eyes closed and soaked up the sun. reflecting on my face.

A warm soul.

When I got to the tip of the island I walked onto the beach and found a driftwood log. I set my purse down and took a few steps forwards. Once again I closed my eyes and let the sun rays heat my face. I listened to the seagulls as they were congregating before sundown and the waves crashing as the tides was coming in. “You look peaceful” said a deep, sexy voice. I opened my eyes and turned my head to see this gorgeous man standing a few feet behind me. He was just a bit taller than me, short beach blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I felt a shiver run down my spine but I couldn’t tell if it was the ocean breeze or his presence. “Do I know you?” I asked as his presence seemed familiar. “No but I think our souls are connected” he replied with confidence. I smiled and retorted, with a little bit of strong female attitude “Is that right, how do you figure?” He reached down and rub his cock and said “because I don’t usually get excited by strangers”. My eyes couldn’t help but glance down at his crotch were I immediately noticed the bulge in his pants.

Fight or flight

“Do you com here often?” I asked, staring at his crotch, ” I’ve never seen you before. Maybe you should introduce yourself before we go any further.” I was feeling adventurous all of a sudden.

I’m Xavier. I live nearby and I love the smell of the ocean at high tide. What’s your name?

I hesitated for a a few seconds. Do I risk telling a complete stranger, with a hard on, my real name or do I play it safe? You can call me Fernye. I also live in the area.

Xavier took a few steps towards me and I immediately felt my pussy clench up. It was a combination of caution and excitement. When I felt her getting wet I knew that it was the latter. I turned towards Xavier and removed my wool sweater, revealing my small but perky breast. After work, I quickly changed from my office attire to something comfortable and the meant no bra. My nipples were hard from the cool ocean breeze and Xaviers stare. He took a few steps forward and so did I. Xavier wrapped his arm around my waist and I reacted by inching in closer and put my hand on his chest. I swear I could feel his heartbeat pound through his chest, and his pants. I didn’t know the guy but I wanted to fuck him so bad. I didn’t care that we were in a public space. That actually turned me on. Xavier put his warm, juicy hot lips on mine and we kissed as we made our way to the driftwood log. Upon reaching our destination, Xavier quickly turned me around and pushed me down. I pushed back a little bit but eventually he made me bend at the hips which revealed to him my firm round ass. I now had both hands on the log and my ass against his crotch. Xavier moaned out loud and I smiled with excitement. Xavier wasted no time undoing my pants and dropping them to my knees. He slid his 8” cock inside my pussy and it glided in without hesitation.

“Oh my god you re so wet” said Xavier, “”thats’ all you baby” I replied. Xavier squeezed my hips which is one of my weaknesses and he plowed his cock hard into me. I tried to stay quiet but his cock felt so amazingly good that I couldn’t help myself. “OH YES PLEASE!!!” I shouted out loud. Xavier took that as a cue to pound my tight pussy a little harder. He thrusted against my ass for a few minutes and my pussy dripped in wetness. His hands squeezed my hips as I clenched my pussy tighter. Xavier pulled out and slapped his hard cock on my ass. Drops of pussy juice splashing on my ass cheeks. He slipped into my tight asshole slowly, stretching it with every exhalation. I moaned loudly but he knew the it wasn’t in pain. He slid in and out until I finally ordered him to fuck my ass hard. He did

After several tantalizing minutes of pure ecstasy, Xavier pulled his cock out of me and blew his hot load on the small of my back. Without hesitation I let all of my apprehensions go and gushed my pussy juices all over his pants which were down at his ankles. We both huffed and puffed for a few second and simultaneously giggled as I stood up and pulled my pants back up.

“Clap, clap, clap” we heard as we both turned around to see who was there. A middle aged man, straddling his bicycle was about 100 ft up on the trail, smiling and acknowledging our performance. Xavier and I smiled sheepishly and then Xavier bowed to the man. The man got back on his bike and rode away without any further comment.

Xavier pulled me in close, kissed my forehead ad said “that was fun. Hope we can do it again sometime”. And then like a gentleman in the night, walked off into the sunset.

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