at the entrance of her pussy and she felt a new storm gathering on the horizon. He entered her slowly and she pushed against his chest. Jessica heard a voice crying out –a sailor lost in the swell- but then she recognized her own voice. He pushed deeper.
When Martin was fully sheathed inside her he paused, luxuriating in the feel of her cunt. It was Jessica who began to move under him, softly swaying –a lifeboat bobbing calm and controlled. Martin stroked into her slowly. He drew the length of his shaft free of her pussy until only the head of his penis remained joined to her. Then, after an agonizing pause, he pushed inside again. Each inch triggered a thousand tiny lightning flashes to illuminate the approaching storm and the building sea.
Jessica grabbed at him, imploring him to fuck her harder. He smiled, pulled back, and thrust into her violently. The sea shuddered under the fury of the gale.
Martin was rough and unforgiving and Jessica felt herself lose control under him. His fingers dug into her flesh and she felt the pain from his grip radiate outwards and become something else –electricity. She cried out and wrapped her legs around his hard body, straining against him.
Their sex was a hurricane. Jessica reveled in the feeling of Martin inside her and she marveled in the power of their coupling. The wind sometimes weakened and Jessica breathed great gulps of air to steady herself against the inevitable seas which always returned furious and powerful. Finally she reached a crescendo. Her legs slipped off his body and she threw her head back, mouth agape. His eyes looked through her as he pushed. He pressed his pubic bone into her and held himself there while his cock throbbed and his body trembled. Jessica felt the storm’s full fury and she began to drown. The power of the tempest was magnificent and irresistible.
Jessica lay on her side breathless. Her legs were drawn up and she clutched her knees, chilled in the cool room. Martin lay down behind her and gently ran his fingers along her side, and over the swelling of her breast. He molded his body against her back and kissed her neck as his fingers read the braille script of her skin.
Jessica felt the knotty fingers of reality begin to pull back the shroud she was hiding beneath. She knew that regret, guilt and uncertainty waited with the dawn and she wanted to hide from life for just a short while longer. She buried her face in the silk bedding.
Martin’s hands continued to explore her body. When he found the space between her legs she moaned softly. He pulled her leg backwards over his hip and she felt his penis press against her bottom. Jessica reached for the member and felt it stiffen in her hand. She shuffled her hips forward and directed him into her cleft. His reinvigorated cock slid slowly into her.
Martin toyed with Jess’s tits as he leisurely fucked her from behind. She closed her eyes and felt his languid strokes alternatingly filling her then leaving her empty. Martin kissed the back of her neck as he withdrew his cock before gently pushing its length back into her wetness. Jessica traced the muscles on his arm and felt his body and tried not to think of what was to come when the sex was over.
Ch10
It was still dark when she dressed to leave. One arm of her sun dress hung by a few threads but she was able to tuck it under the adjoining fabric so as to appear more or less presentable. At the door she looked back at Martin sleeping. She drank in the sight of his magnificent body a final time before stepping outside.
The rain had darkened the rocks and left the sand wet and sticky. Jessica passed by the outdoor bar which was closed for the night. She slalomed through the tables but saw no signs of her forgotten shoes. An insomniac or early riser was walking a dog in
When Martin was fully sheathed inside her he paused, luxuriating in the feel of her cunt. It was Jessica who began to move under him, softly swaying –a lifeboat bobbing calm and controlled. Martin stroked into her slowly. He drew the length of his shaft free of her pussy until only the head of his penis remained joined to her. Then, after an agonizing pause, he pushed inside again. Each inch triggered a thousand tiny lightning flashes to illuminate the approaching storm and the building sea.
Jessica grabbed at him, imploring him to fuck her harder. He smiled, pulled back, and thrust into her violently. The sea shuddered under the fury of the gale.
Martin was rough and unforgiving and Jessica felt herself lose control under him. His fingers dug into her flesh and she felt the pain from his grip radiate outwards and become something else –electricity. She cried out and wrapped her legs around his hard body, straining against him.
Their sex was a hurricane. Jessica reveled in the feeling of Martin inside her and she marveled in the power of their coupling. The wind sometimes weakened and Jessica breathed great gulps of air to steady herself against the inevitable seas which always returned furious and powerful. Finally she reached a crescendo. Her legs slipped off his body and she threw her head back, mouth agape. His eyes looked through her as he pushed. He pressed his pubic bone into her and held himself there while his cock throbbed and his body trembled. Jessica felt the storm’s full fury and she began to drown. The power of the tempest was magnificent and irresistible.
Jessica lay on her side breathless. Her legs were drawn up and she clutched her knees, chilled in the cool room. Martin lay down behind her and gently ran his fingers along her side, and over the swelling of her breast. He molded his body against her back and kissed her neck as his fingers read the braille script of her skin.
Jessica felt the knotty fingers of reality begin to pull back the shroud she was hiding beneath. She knew that regret, guilt and uncertainty waited with the dawn and she wanted to hide from life for just a short while longer. She buried her face in the silk bedding.
Martin’s hands continued to explore her body. When he found the space between her legs she moaned softly. He pulled her leg backwards over his hip and she felt his penis press against her bottom. Jessica reached for the member and felt it stiffen in her hand. She shuffled her hips forward and directed him into her cleft. His reinvigorated cock slid slowly into her.
Martin toyed with Jess’s tits as he leisurely fucked her from behind. She closed her eyes and felt his languid strokes alternatingly filling her then leaving her empty. Martin kissed the back of her neck as he withdrew his cock before gently pushing its length back into her wetness. Jessica traced the muscles on his arm and felt his body and tried not to think of what was to come when the sex was over.
Ch10
It was still dark when she dressed to leave. One arm of her sun dress hung by a few threads but she was able to tuck it under the adjoining fabric so as to appear more or less presentable. At the door she looked back at Martin sleeping. She drank in the sight of his magnificent body a final time before stepping outside.
The rain had darkened the rocks and left the sand wet and sticky. Jessica passed by the outdoor bar which was closed for the night. She slalomed through the tables but saw no signs of her forgotten shoes. An insomniac or early riser was walking a dog in
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