The Spinner Series: Turning Exhibitionist

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It was another fun weekend at the beach for Jennifer and I. We’d laid low most of the time, opting to hang out in the condo due to the overcast weather. Sunday morning came, and it was still yucky per Jenn, so she suggested that we head home early. Of course, I suggested having a little fun before leaving. Feeling feisty, as usual, Jenn walked out onto the patio facing the beach wearing only the t-shirt that she slept in last night.Jennifer had a habit of stealing my shirts because they were like dresses on her. The beach t-shirt she wore came down past her ass at least three inches, leaving only her muscular legs on display. She was her sexiest first thing in the morning, in my opinion, due to the lack of makeup and hair styling. She was so seductive with her little grin and unhardened face that I could just eat her up. However, this girl understood her power and used it to get her way a little too often.”Come here,” Jenn taunted, while curling a finger in my direction. As I approached her, Jenn turned toward the railing overlooking the beach from the fifth floor. Gripping the rail firmly, she offered, “Come and get it,” with her sexy little smirk while bending over and spreading her legs.I dropped my shorts to the ground and isvecbahis moved in behind her, gripping the two knots that were her glutes. Jennifer had been riding horses since childhood and was a serious English-style competitor locally. Pushing into her hot little snatch was always a treat, between her muscle control and her diminutive size. I always took it easy for the first several intrusions to avoid hurting her. But once we got going, she wanted it hard and fast.Up until now, in our relationship, Jenn loved to tease me by giving me glimpses of her nipples or puss where no one else could see. But lately, she didn’t seem to mind if another peeped and let her know. As we were going at it, I played with her nipples through the t-shirt.”Pinch harder!” she moaned. I upped the pressure, but it wasn’t enough, apparently. With a grunt of frustration, Jenn released the railing and pushed my arms away before jerking the shirt off in one quick move and releasing it into the air. Grabbing the rail again, she ordered, “Now!” so I quickly resumed my assault on her tiny, firm breasts and nips.I don’t think that she realized it at the time, but the falling t-shirt drew some attention our way from some of the forty or so beachgoers directly isveçbahis giriş in front of us. Jenn’s moans became louder and more emphatic the closer she got to her climax. As her orgasm overtook her, she slammed back into me and held her place as she shook wildly. In the aftermath, I pulled her back into my lap on one of the chairs and held her close.With her breathing slowing to a reasonable pace, she gloated, “Oh my God! That was the strongest climax I’ve ever had.”Letting her rest for a minute, I suggested, “Do you think it has anything to do with exposing your perfect body to all the people on the beach?”Jenn was never one for sentiment or worrying about anyone else’s sexual satisfaction. In her mind, if you wanted to cum then you had to keep going until you did, and I did that most times. However, this time I was so overwhelmed by her uncharacteristic lack of caution that I just stopped after she came. I wondered whether this was a one-time thing or if she was beginning to get into showing herself off.Unselfishly, Jenn raised off of my lap and knelt down to take my cock into her mouth. Not that she didn’t give blowjobs, but it was rare. After bobbing up and down a few times, she paused with a questioning and isveçbahis yeni giriş almost loving gaze. “Did you say that my body was perfect?””I did, and it is!” I confirmed before she began sucking me like she never had before. Her urgency and excitement pushed me close to the edge rapidly. Knowing she wasn’t fond of having cum shot into her mouth unexpectantly, I breathed, “I’m gonna cum.”Jenn sped up her attack on my prick and seconds later was swallowing every last drop of my spunk. With typical Jennifer attitude, she stood up and walked inside while sassing, “I’m grabbing a shower. I suggest you do the same so that we can leave shortly. But, before you do, can you go and retrieve my t-shirt. I really like that one.”While she showered, I ran down the steps and walked toward the beach, where I saw the shirt lying amongst the grass. As I picked it up, a couple of guys walking in from the beach stated, “Hot little chick, you got there, dude.”I smiled in return while thinking they had no idea what a pain in the ass she was. Walking back into the bedroom, little miss smart-ass appeared from the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel on her head.”Your turn,” she said in a commanding tone, then added, “The beach just isn’t the same without sunshine, so let’s go home.”I did as she ordered and got a quick shower. We packed our thing and were soon on the way home. Thirty minutes from the beach, the sun popped out, and I pulled into a fast-food parking lot.

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