**Beach Encounter** The sun was just starting to dip below the horizon, casting the beach in warm orange and pink hues, when I saw her. She was standing near the shoreline, letting the waves lick at her feet—tall, tan, with curves that made my mouth water. Her bikini was tiny, barely clinging to her full breasts and the round swell of her ass. Dark hair tumbled down her back, swaying with the ocean breeze. I wasn’t sure if she noticed me staring, but when she turned and locked eyes with me, a slow, knowing smile curled her lips. My dick twitched in my shorts. She didn’t say anything at first—just walked toward me, hips swaying, until she was close enough that I could smell the salt on her skin and the coconut oil glistening over her body. “You’ve been watching me,” she murmured, her voice low and playful. I swallowed hard. “Hard not to.” She laughed, then reached out, her fingers trailing down my chest. “You should touch me back.” That was all the invitation I needed. My hands found her waist, pulling her against me. Her skin was warm from the sun, smooth under my palms. I kissed her, and she melted into me, her mouth hot and sweet. Her tongue slid against mine, and I groaned, my cock hardening to the point of pain. Her hands slipped between us, undoing my shorts, and then her fingers wrapped around my cock, squeezing. “Fuck, you’re big,” she whispered, her thumb swiping over the leaking tip. I pulled her bikini top down, cupping her tits in my hands. They were perfect—heavy, soft, her nipples hardening under my touch. I bent my head, taking one into my mouth, sucking hard while she gasped and arched into me. “Right here?” I asked against her skin, grinding my cock into her hip. She nodded, already tugging her bikini bottoms to the side. “Right fucking here.” I lifted her easily, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carried her a few steps to where the waves could still reach us. The water lapped at our ankles as I pressed her back against the wet sand, her pussy slick and bare—no panties. “So fucking wet already,” I growled, sliding two fingers inside her. She whimpered, her hips bucking. “Need you inside me. Now.” I didn’t make her wait. I lined my cock up with her dripping entrance and pushed in with one smooth thrust. Her pussy clenched around me, hot and tight, and she threw her head back with a moan. “Yes, fuck, yes—” I started slow, rolling my hips, grinding deep, watching her tits bounce with every movement. The ocean water splashed against us, mixing with the sweat on our skin. Her nails dug into my shoulders as I fucked her harder, our bodies slapping together with every thrust. “Touch your clit,” I ordered, and she obeyed instantly, her fingers circling her swollen nub as I pounded into her. Her moans got louder, unrestrained, as her orgasm built. I could feel her tightening around me, her walls fluttering, and then she came with a cry, her pussy squeezing my cock like a fist. I wasn’t far behind. With a few final, brutal thrusts, I buried myself deep and came hard, filling her up as she shuddered beneath me. We lay there for a moment, breathing hard, the waves still rolling over us. She laughed breathlessly, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Guess we should do that again,” she whispered, nipping at my ear. I grinned. “Yeah. Guess we should.”