Free Anna Maria Island by Jennifer O'Donnell

beach started to empty in mid-afternoon as people
returned to the city.
    "Let's see where this
goes," I said suddenly. A pang of fear crossed my thoughts. Would we get
caught? Would people see? Would scandal sweep the kingdom? I moved to look up
and down the beach and stood next to him. He remained on the towel and gazed up
at me. I felt his hand on my leg. I put on the skirt and wiggled off the bikini
bottom. I found the tank top and slid it on as I undid the bikini top. It felt
good to have them off.
    I sat back on the towel and pressed
my backside into him. I felt his thinly covered hot cock on my bare ass cheeks.
I knew it was a dangerous game. I knew I'd want more of this. I felt myself
slipping and my self-control evaporating.
    "Enter me," I said,
knowing he could lower his shorts and slip in. I wiggled my ass and felt his
cock flip as my ass cheeks brushed his shaft. His hand stroked my arm.
"Mmmm, feels good," I purred. "Your kingdom isn't
watching."
    I turned and moved into his
embrace. I kissed his ear. I pressed my breasts to his hot chest and his hand
stroked down my back to my ass. "You're dangerous, my king."
    He reached for his shirt to cover
our coupling. "You don't need that," I said and turned back over to
welcome his cock. He entered me. I had massaged cherry oil on my cunt before we
left for the beach. I didn't need the extra lubrication, but, with it, I was as
slippery as an overripe peach.
    Both of us knew what was next. I
wiggled as he went deeper, and I kissed his hand that pulled my hair from my
face. He held me tight, pulling me hard to his body. I felt his breath as he
kissed my ear. His tongue slipped along wetting me there. I felt powerful and
fearless. "I think it's time for round two, my king."
    I slipped off his cock and turned
to face him. I noticed no one was nearby. I kissed down his neck and chest. By
the time I reached his waist, his cock was rock hard and peeking from the
waistband of his shorts. I curled on my side to bring my head to his cock. He
tasted of salt, cherry oil and cream. His cock felt fantastic as I took him as deep
as I could. I held the base to steady us and brought him deeper. Any farther
would make me gag. I slowly slipped off. With my other hand, I felt the wet
slash of my silky slit between my legs. I was soaked. Some was certainly his
cock, some the oil, but much was my excitement of doing this in public.
    I groaned as I went down on his
cock. He was rocking his hips in sync with my bobbing head. I felt the deep
urge to please him. The position was awkward, and I shifted to create a better
base in the sand beneath the towel. The position and height were better. I
pulled up my top and drew him close. His cocked throbbed at my face and I
snuggled into his pubes. His balls were tight and full and irresistible. The
front of his shorts was pulled down. The back still covered his ass. I licked
and sucked his cock and balls in turn. My tits pressed to his thighs. He
sprawled on his side, legs spread, as he watched me. I moved up from his heavy
balls, gazed into his eyes, and took his cock into my mouth.
    He tensed and said, "Someone
is coming." I stopped and covered myself and sat up to see. A couple was
at the water and must have seen us. They hung there for a bit and moved on. I
saw him, then her, look back. My husband was curled on his side, his cock still
exposed. From their vantage point, the couple could not see that. But, unless
they were blind, both saw my dark nipples under the damp top. "So
what?" I thought.
    As they moved away, I lay back on
my spot. I held his hips and pulled him forward. He responded, knowing what I
wanted. He held my head with both hands, his fingers entwined in my hair. He
began to fuck my hot mouth. I moaned with pleasure. I moved my hands to the
base of his wet cock. I held the short length of him that I could not take in
and let him thrust into me. He was careful. His thrusts were strong and deep,
but I knew he was holding back. I slipped