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There we lay, Erin and I, for many minutes letting ourselves bask in the afterglow of the erotic events that had just transpired. The sun baking our sweaty skin yet the breeze off the ocean cooling our overheated bodies.I lift my head, looking up and down the beach, wondering if anyone had noticed me masturbating Erin and witnessed her powerful orgasm. Erin herself, eyes closed, still wears the expression of bliss and contentment on her pretty face.Only now that my girl’s body is satiated (at least for the time being) do I become fully aware of my own sexual needs that have been growing and building inside me ever since we first arrived at the beach and Erin stripped down to her tiny bikini. My cock, swollen and hard, and protruding from the leg of my shorts has been pressed against Erin’s thigh and hip all the while I was ministering to her pleasure. Now wrapped snuggly in her hand my cock throbs and pulses with desire. My Erin feels my hard penis jerk and gently squeezes, adding more passion to my loins. Hearing me softly groan, she stirs as if awakening from a dreamy sleep and turns onto her side facing me. We kiss tenderly, her left hand still holding my prick and her right now cups and cradles my balls.”I can’t believe I let you do that,” she whispers, speaking of my fingering of her pussy to orgasm out here on a public beach. A look of both embarrassment and wicked naughtiness in her eyes. She quickly adds, “I can’t believe I’m doing THIS,” as she continues to caress my genitals with her hands, “Right out here in the open, where someone might see.” She giggles and gives my cock several quick pumps.”We might get arrested and thrown in jail,” I tease.”Well, we can’t let that happen,” she says in mock seriousness. Then she looks directly into my eyes. “But I really want to return the favor. Do for you what you did for me.” And she hugs my cock tightly in her hand and presses the tip against her belly. The contact of my swollen cockhead with her satiny, sun-warmed skin makes me tremble.Erin glances around thoughtfully and after a few seconds begins climbing to her feet. With a delightfully mischievous smile and tugging at my hard prick, she says, “C’mon!”I quickly but awkwardly get to my feet and we run up the slope of sand towards a thick growth of trees and tropical vegetation that extends the length of the beach. Now it’s my turn to look around frantically and feel embarrassed, being pulled along by my boner…Erin refusing to let go of it and laughing playfully.At last we reach the top of the beach and enter into the canopy of trees. Out of the sun and wind it’s cooler and moist and strangely still and quiet. Erin is still in the driver’s seat and Erzurum Escort pulls me along by my cock for several yards until we find a small clearing.Only then and only briefly does Erin release her grip on my cock. She wraps her arms around me and kisses me deeply. I hold her tightly, my stiff member pressing and throbbing against her belly. Our bodies are slick with sweat and sun oil and our skin slips and slides together creating overwhelmingly erotic sensations for us both.We break our kiss and Erin begins to slowly slide down my body until she’s kneeling in front of me. Looking up at me with her big, blue eyes, she says, “Now I’m gonna give you what you gave me.” And she grabs the waistband of my shorts and pulls them down to my ankles in one deliberate motion. My rigid cock sticks straight out pointing directly at her. She then folds her hands around the shaft, looking almost as if she’s praying, and presses her soft lips to the mushroom head that protrudes from her grasp.Her squeezing hands cause a measure of pre-cum to ooze up and out of my cock and undoubtedly she can taste it on her lips, as she softly moans, “Mmmmmmm.” This beautiful, bikini-clad girl, kneeling on a carpet of soft moss in front of me, holding my stiff penis in a love embrace, again looks up at me and says in a soft whisper, “I’m going to masturbate this lovely cock for you. I’m going to jack you off and make you cum for me.”From experience, I know that Erin truly excels at giving hand-jobs. This girl really loves my cock…the hardness, the texture, the response…and when she devotes her undivided attention to the manual manipulation of it, the results are always mind-blowing. She’s oh, so good with her hands.Erin moves to the side so she’s facing perpendicular to me. Still on her knees she wraps her left arm around my waist and leans restfully against my right hip. Her right hand still firmly gripping my hard cock…her face only inches away…her eyes focused intently…she begins sliding her delicate hand up and down the turgid length.”Mmmm…such a nice cock,” she says softly. “You got hard looking at me in my bikini, didn’t you?” she teases. “Right out there on a public beach, you got a big ol’ hard-on looking at my body. Bet you wanted to fuck me, huh? Right in front of everyone…you wanted to give me this nice stiff prick.”I can only moan in affirmation. Though it initially felt cooler when we’d come in out of the sun, the absence of the wind makes our present location more steamy and sultry. Sweat drips off my forehead and down my bare chest. Every pore of my body is open and I’m soaking wet from perspiration. I’m literally stark naked, Erzurum Escort Bayan with only my shorts around my ankles, standing in a grove of tropical vegetation, having my firm erection stroked by the girl I love.Erin expertly massages my throbbing cockbone, coaxing forth pre-seminal fluid which she uses for lubricatingthe shaft. “Yeah, that’s good…let’s have some more,” she says, encouraging me to release more precum. My balls twitch and my cock quivers and a startling amount of crystal clear juice issues from the tip. Erin giggles with delight, wrapping the palm of her hand over the cockhead, working the slippery-sticky syrup well over the top half of my prick.Wet…wet…so wet!! Sweat continues to pour off my body…and I’m not even doing any of the work. I’m just standing there being masturbated. It’s Erin doing all the work.Looking down at her, I see that she too is perspiring profusely. Her skin is glowing and glistening. Droplets of sweat running off her sun-browned shoulders and down her arms. Trickling down her back. Rivulets streaming down her chest, between her tits. Raining down and splashing on her thighs as she kneels on the forest floor.Erin breathes hard as if pumping iron instead of cock…humming, moaning and softly grunting as if she herself is experiencing the same pleasure she’s giving me. Perhaps she is.I’m breathing hard myself and I spread my legs wider apart in order to steady my stance. The infernal heat of our environment has caused my balls to hang low and loose in their scrotal sac. My cock swollen and pulsing in Erin’s tight, loving grip. The intense feelings coursing through my genitals make me wonder why I haven’t cum yet. Of course I KNOW why…it is Erin’s well practiced skill…her knowledge of my cock…which enables her to assault my prick with pleasure and yet keep me teetering on the brink of ecstasy.Her hand never strokes me the same way twice. Fast, slow…tight, soft…hard, gentle…long strokes, short strokes. She knows and loves every detail of my boney hardness…every bump, every ridge, every shape, contour and pulsing vein. Her tender fingers lovingly trace the surface of my raging tool.For a brief instant, Erin hand releases me. I look down as she quickly drags her hand up her belly and chest collecting in her palm a slick mixture of sweat and fragrant sun oil. My prick throbs and jerks violently up and down, as if searching for the hand it loves. The hand soon returns, dripping with warm lubricant which is used to coat the length of my rod.Her strokes gradually slow and then her hand gathers my heavily sagging balls into it’s embrace. Cradling them in her palm she wraps Escort Erzurum her thumb and forefinger around the base of my cock and gently but firmly squeezes. This is what we affectionately call “The Grip.” Erin loves administering it. She raises up on her knees and leans in for a close inspection. Her warm, unmoving hand cupping my aching testicles…the snug ring around the base of my cock causes it to swell and pulse to it’s absolute limit…every detail standing out in dramatic relief…the mushroom head smooth and glossy. In fact, the entire length shines wetly as if it were glowing.Her face only inches away, Erin whispers hoarsely, “God, what a beautiful cock. I love this hard, horny cock.”I stand motionless, either unwilling or unable to move…I’m not sure which. Erin simply holds me in her loving hand, her adoring eyes taking in the spectacle of my turgid prick. Veins along the shaft pulse in rhythm with my pounding heart.”Look how hard you are,” Erin says in a tone that is both teasing and reverent. “You’re so close to cumming, aren’t you? So close.” As she speaks I can feel her breath tickle my cock, causing it to jerk and expel more preseminal fluid.”I could make you cum at any moment,” she whispers. This is true and she knows it…and loves the fact that she can play my cock like a virtuoso. My thighs tremble and my breathing is short and shallow.Again she teases, “I could make you cum at any moment.” Her fingers diddle my balls. “At any moment.” She then loosens her tight grip on my genitals. “But not yet,” she says with a playful laugh. I breath a loud, heavy moan, emptying my lungs of air. Experiencing a combination of both frustration and relief, I slide back from the brink of orgasm. Erin’s hand wraps itself gingerly around my shaft and caresses it lovingly…soothing it.In a playfully pouty voice she says, “I don’t want you to cum yet. Not quite yet.” She looks up at me. “But soon…I promise.”Within a couple of minutes, Erin has gently brought me back down to the plateau. I catch my breath and my muscles relax as I enjoy Erin’s gentle, calming stroke. I reach down with my right hand and brush her hair from her forehead and caress her pretty face. Then I bend my knees in order to reach lower…reaching down in front of her and slipping my fingertips beneath her tiny bikini top where I feel the soft flesh of her petite breast, and the rigid stiffness of her nipple.She smiles and giggles and murmurs with pleasure as I run my fingers deliberately over her nipple. Her fingers tighten slightly around my cock, holds it steady and she looks up at me again.”Do you want to fuck my hand?” she says in a cute little voice that almost makes the question sound innocent. “Do you want to fuck Erin’s little hand?””Oh yeah!” I groan, and thrust my hips forward a few times convulsively causing my prick to slide through Erin’s hand.”Wait,” she says and again releases my organ in order to scoop up more sweat and sun oil off her skin.
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