The Beach [M/F] | 2016

We are at the beach with our friends. We have relationship problems. Namely, we are no longer in a relationship.

We are in the post relationship stage exclusive to college couples wherein both parties are willing to endure the awkwardness of each other's company to maintain stability within the larger friend group.

Sometimes one of us inadvertently refers to an inside joke from the relationship days and the other smiles slightly or tries not to smile at all. Sometimes we aggressively pursue the opposite sex at bars and parties because we've had a little too much to drink.

We do not however sleep in the same bed. Certainly not after an afternoon of drinking in the sun. Certainly not after noticing that he has really been working out and has new contours on his stomach and back that are interesting and yet unexplored. And that he seems happier and carefree and fun and wholly unconcerned with whatever uncomfortableness that might be lingering. Certainly not after retiring to the old beach house for a late afternoon nap, to recharge a bit before what is certain to be a long night of drinking and eye-contact avoidance.

But here we are on the top floor bedroom both of us seeking out the bed beside the window that offers warm sunlight and breezes off the ocean.

I climb into bed and he immediately accepts me in a spooning position both of us ignoring the fact that this is something we do not do. Our eyes our closed. We lie together for an unknowable amount of time. It feels like forever.

I feel perfect and content and yet I move. My ass arcs up and backward and back down. He squeezes me tighter across my shoulders. I take this as tacit permission to make myself more comfortable. I do it again. We are careful not to open our eyes.

I can feel him getting hard. He nibbles a kiss on my neck. I continue pressing myself into him and he begins pressing back. He unties my bikini top and squeezes my nipple softly. He remembers.

I am wet now and aching. We've had sex countless times but this feels new and my heart is thumping with nervous anticipation. He slides down my bottoms and runs his finger down my pussy and up, pausing at my clit for a breathtakingly short moment. His prick is throbbing and large on my lower back. He leans over me to kiss my neck and when he is close, I say "Fuck me."

I take every inch of him. His prick fills me up. We are still spooning, still careful not to open our eyes. He slides in and out of my wetness slowly and deeply.

He rubs my clit and he gently pumps me with his large prick and soon I'm coming hard. My pussy squeezes him as I come and this emboldens him to fuck me harder.

I'm gasping now and knowing the next release will be monumental. I feel his cock swelling and nearing his own orgasm.

He thrusts harder and faster and I feel his breath on me. He fills my pussy with warm come and I come hard too.

He pulls his spent cock out of me. We are sweaty and covered in salt and sand. There is cum on my inner thigh. I pull up my bathing suit and we sleep.