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"Take my picture by this tree. I like it," she said. The massive palm tree was still overshadowed by this beauty. The hot South carolina sun was blinded by her confidence. I stood and waited for her to position herself just right even though I could have snapped at any time and taken a magnificent photo. I took the picture. It was only in the hotel parking lot but, in these surroundings it may as well have been paradise.
"What do you want to do first?" she asked submissively.
I smiled at her feeble attempt at cooperatio. One week in Myrtle Beach and we hadn't done one thing I wanted to do yet.
"Anything?" I asked.
"Anything," She replied.
I decided to take full advantage of what may be the last opportunity of this sort, "Let's go back to the room."
"We just left." She returned.
I gave a look she understood and turned back towards the hotel. We entered the room and left the hot southern sun outside. The cool air greeted us with a cool breeze that blanketed the room. Tab lay across the bed easily sliding out of her black slide ons. She began looking at the pictures we had taken that morning.
"So what are we going to do here?" She asked innocently.
"You know that saying...There's no such thing as a stupid question?" I said smartly.
She laughed at her ability to get under my skin. The laugh quickly morphed into a devilish smile. She propped herself up onto her elbows and bit her bottom lip seductively. A gleam came into her sexy, light brown eyes. She untied the knot securing her shear black wrap. Her tan from a week in the South Carolina sun was now on display as she sat with her knees bent and feet flat on the king size bed. She slowly spread her knees apart in an explicit invitation for me to join her. I placed myself between her full thighs and grabbed her waist firmly whie laying on top of her. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders as my lips rushed to meet hers. Lips parting, our tongues met and became entangled. Her fingernails dug sensuously into my back and she pulled me closer. My attention left her lips and I began placing small pecks down her neck to her ears. I nibbled her ears playfuly and could feel her movements to remove her bathing suit. My hand left her waist and moved up to find her breasts now bare. Anxious to join it, I moved down and my lips found a solid, erect nipple. Probably a result of the air conditioning and arrousal, I placed my lips over it and made slow circles with my tongue. Her hand stroked the back of my head and gently pushed me further south. I was frustrated to find the bottom of her bathing suit still in place. With her cooperation we quickly remedied the problem. I took the opportunity to remove my own clothing. I joined Tab on top of the sheets and placed my head between her spread thighs. She gently grasped each side of my head as though she would steer me into place but, I knew my place. My lips found the sweet moisture they were seeking and began probing gently to find the sweetest spot. She tensed and gasped as I found it and continued the sensual assault. Her moans were completely natural. They enhanced my pleasure but were completely unnecessary to alert me to the job I was doing. I had been here before. Once this morning and twice last night, in fact. Once the day before in the beach showers just after midnight. We could hear the ocean waves hitting the shore as we made love under the warm flow of the showers.
I was brought back to the moment as I could feel her pulling back up to reunite or kiss. I slid easily inside her and my chest met her ample bossom. She pulled me in side her and thrust her hips into my stroke. I ran my fingers through her silky hair and felt her femenine nectar leak from her the comforter. I continued to slide in and out again but slowly. I wanted to savor being inside her. Sometimes the objective was just being close and not and completion didn't necessarily entail an orgasm. As our kissing became deeper and more passionate, my strokes became slower and slower until there was no more sex. Just two bodies as close as two can be without becoming one. We fell asleep together, me inside her, embracing one another, thoroughly fulfilled.
"Take my picture by this tree. I like it," she said. The massive palm tree was still overshadowed by this beauty. The hot South carolina sun was blinded by her confidence. I stood and waited for her to position herself just right even though I could have snapped at any time and taken a magnificent photo. I took the picture. It was only in the hotel parking lot but, in these surroundings it may as well have been paradise.
"What do you want to do first?" she asked submissively.
I smiled at her feeble attempt at cooperatio. One week in Myrtle Beach and we hadn't done one thing I wanted to do yet.
"Anything?" I asked.
"Anything," She replied.
I decided to take full advantage of what may be the last opportunity of this sort, "Let's go back to the room."
"We just left." She returned.
I gave a look she understood and turned back towards the hotel. We entered the room and left the hot southern sun outside. The cool air greeted us with a cool breeze that blanketed the room. Tab lay across the bed easily sliding out of her black slide ons. She began looking at the pictures we had taken that morning.
"So what are we going to do here?" She asked innocently.
"You know that saying...There's no such thing as a stupid question?" I said smartly.
She laughed at her ability to get under my skin. The laugh quickly morphed into a devilish smile. She propped herself up onto her elbows and bit her bottom lip seductively. A gleam came into her sexy, light brown eyes. She untied the knot securing her shear black wrap. Her tan from a week in the South Carolina sun was now on display as she sat with her knees bent and feet flat on the king size bed. She slowly spread her knees apart in an explicit invitation for me to join her. I placed myself between her full thighs and grabbed her waist firmly whie laying on top of her. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders as my lips rushed to meet hers. Lips parting, our tongues met and became entangled. Her fingernails dug sensuously into my back and she pulled me closer. My attention left her lips and I began placing small pecks down her neck to her ears. I nibbled her ears playfuly and could feel her movements to remove her bathing suit. My hand left her waist and moved up to find her breasts now bare. Anxious to join it, I moved down and my lips found a solid, erect nipple. Probably a result of the air conditioning and arrousal, I placed my lips over it and made slow circles with my tongue. Her hand stroked the back of my head and gently pushed me further south. I was frustrated to find the bottom of her bathing suit still in place. With her cooperation we quickly remedied the problem. I took the opportunity to remove my own clothing. I joined Tab on top of the sheets and placed my head between her spread thighs. She gently grasped each side of my head as though she would steer me into place but, I knew my place. My lips found the sweet moisture they were seeking and began probing gently to find the sweetest spot. She tensed and gasped as I found it and continued the sensual assault. Her moans were completely natural. They enhanced my pleasure but were completely unnecessary to alert me to the job I was doing. I had been here before. Once this morning and twice last night, in fact. Once the day before in the beach showers just after midnight. We could hear the ocean waves hitting the shore as we made love under the warm flow of the showers.
I was brought back to the moment as I could feel her pulling back up to reunite or kiss. I slid easily inside her and my chest met her ample bossom. She pulled me in side her and thrust her hips into my stroke. I ran my fingers through her silky hair and felt her femenine nectar leak from her the comforter. I continued to slide in and out again but slowly. I wanted to savor being inside her. Sometimes the objective was just being close and not and completion didn't necessarily entail an orgasm. As our kissing became deeper and more passionate, my strokes became slower and slower until there was no more sex. Just two bodies as close as two can be without becoming one. We fell asleep together, me inside her, embracing one another, thoroughly fulfilled.
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