Rocking Cove (L)

This story contains explicit language (L).


I’ve always loved the beauty of the sea. Greg and I frequent beaches, playing in the water and lazing on the sand. Then, as the law allows, I sunbathe topless. If we can’t find a clothing-optional or topless area, we at least look for a little cove or other protected areas where children aren’t running around and where there’s little chance of accidentally offending anyone.

One hot day, we made ourselves comfortable, and I removed my skimpy bikini top to expose my large swollen breasts. Make no mistake, it’s only for my husband, but any onlooker could have seen. Greg always likes to show me off, and I love the feeling of having a man who so appreciates my nakedness that he’d proudly let me display it (within limits) in public spaces.

Topless, I held his hand as we waded into the water. There was no reason to be shy; many others were doing the same thing.

Feeling salty after a while in the sea, we ducked under the showers to rinse off. When Greg touched me—whether knowingly or unknowingly—I felt the tension rising between my legs, an ache for deep penetration. I noticed with a twinge of pleasure that a noticeable bulge had risen in Greg’s swimming trunks, as well.

“You thinking what I’m thinking?” I asked Greg as we dried off.

“I expect so,” he replied.

I wasn’t taken aback—my husband knows that I’m almost always ready to indulge him in any way. But not here in public; we need a bit of privacy. “Let me just cover up a bit and we’ll move on,” I suggested as I wrapped my towel around my hips. “Surely we’ll find some little grotto further up.”

Greg smiled and wrapped his arm around me. We walked along for a short stretch until we came to a small but lovely little spot encircled by rocks. “Here, give me a hand,” I said as I climbed the rocks.

Greg helped me land safely on the other side then pulled himself up and stepped in. “I guess with high tide, this place overflows with water,” he said. As he turned around, he found me already completely naked and stretched out on my beach towel. “Wow, you look stunning!” Greg quickly grabbed his mobile phone and snapped a pic of my nakedness. But for Greg, one is never enough, so I went into my most exotic poses, displaying to him the parts created for my husband’s pleasure—and mine. After a few more shots, Greg replaced the mobile in the bag he carried and came closer to me.

I sat up and got hold of his trunks, sliding them down and off. His cock swelled and hardened as I glided my mouth over it, bringing him ever closer to ejaculation with every area licked and sucked. Then we exchanged positions. As and I leaned against the rock wall, Greg started with a deep kiss and inserted his finger into my dripping vagina while his thumb gently searched for my clit. When he found it, he fondled it vigorously as his mouth came down to suckle and tease first my left breast and then the right one. I was on fire.

Greg slowly stopped rubbing my clit and lowered his mouth to my mound. He sucked at the edges as he began to tongue my clit, and I broke into an orgasm, my juices flowing. My back hurt as it pressed into the rock, but I couldn’t stop him—besides, the orgasms overrode the pain to a point. But finally, I couldn’t go on. To break him loose, I shouted, “PLEASE, FUCK ME NOW!!”

He listened to my command and gently placed me on the towel. As the place was small, the best I could do was lift my legs straight up and let him come down between them. He adjusted somewhat as he found my wet pussy and inserted his over-hardened cock. His every thrust stoked me like an oven, bringing deep spasms of pleasure. He uttered the howl of a man whose orgasm is imminent, and I shouted, “YES, CUM!!”

At the first blast of his cum in my pussy, I begged, “MORE.” I felt another, and then he pulled out, the next spurt spilling across my breasts. I sat up quickly to catch the last shot on my mouth, then licked my lips and let the goodness of my man slide down my throat.

Though we were awkwardly positioned, he quickly crouched to lick the semen out of my pussy. Then we both got up and kissed profusely—sharing the taste of mixed semen and cunt juice—as he used the towel to wipe me off. I returned the favour, drying his cock before we dressed in the little we’d worn and came out of hiding.

“What’re you thinking about,” I asked when I caught Greg’s loving, lingering gaze.

“The same thing you are,” he replied. “ Let’s go, you magic woman.” We climbed the rocks as the tide started coming in.

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12 replies
  1. Waiting Hardly says:

    Lovely story! Also love that you experience the freedom to be uncovered whenever legal. God called our bodies “very good” and that is a wonderful thing! May you have multiplied opportunities to reenact this scene!

  2. Tulsa says:

    This is a fantastic story! Everything my wife and I love!
    Outdoors!
    Oral for him and her!
    Mount up and cum!
    Cum on tits!
    And clean up and share the mess!
    Didn’t miss a thing! Pretty well covers our favorites! Wonderful story!

  3. LovesHisHotWife says:

    Great story. Loved the ending. My wife has only once bared her perfect breasts in public: while on honeymoon on a pedal boat on the ocean. Instant hard-on and much pleasure later that evening.

    • LoversNtx says:

      I agree. What a hot ending. Sharing the fruits of their labor in such a loving way is wonderful. What a turn on that must have been for his wife.

  4. LovingMan says:

    I just re-read your story. I have to add, although everyone may not enjoy it, I adore the taste of my wife’s love tunnel when I’ve just filled it with my cum! We use coconut oil and aloe lube and the aloe lube comes in three tasty flavors: Strawberry flavored makes for strawberry cream pie, Tahitian Vanilla (with our added sex ingredients) tastes like chocolate cream pie. And piña colada tastes like a yummy (warm) piña colada with extra cream. It’s nice to know that I’m not the only husband who loves the taste of “married love potions!” By the way, I looked it up. The high Ph of semen is countered by the low Ph of the vaginal juices so the combination is more neutral, (& tasty).

  5. Wife lover says:

    What an amazing story! Love the feel of the sun all over my body while making love to my wife. Reminds me of Cupecoy Beach in St. Maarten below the Sapphire Beach club.

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