Chapter 1:
Sage
Sage lay on her belly still quivering from her latest climax, drenched in sweat as the sun beat down outside Derek’s bedroom window. It glistened on her skin, arms splayed out, useless and limp like the rest of her body. Derek straddled her damp thighs, wedged firmly, deeply inside as he ground gently in and out of her slick, fragrant slit.
His hands gripped her waist on either side, holding her in place even as her thickly throbbing clit ground against the damp sheets beneath her, her firm, stiff nipples rasping with each long, gliding thrust.
Incense burned and, somewhere, softly, reggae played as the gentle ocean breeze rustled the curtains and slid across their naked bodies. They’d been at it for over an hour, blissful and slow, sticky and wet, the perfect dessert after another long afternoon in the surf.
Half-empty beers sat on the nightstand by the bed, long since warm, Sage’s eyes half-lidded and useless as her body thrummed and hummed as she felt another wave of blistering heat swell from between her legs and out through the rest of her body. Derek was hard and long and deep inside her, sweat dripping from his skin onto her writhing back, soft sighs of pleasure spilling warm and musky across her damp shoulders where her hair clung to her fiery skin.
Her fingers clenched the soft white sheets, clinging tightly as he slid in and out of her with a slick, sultry sound that was nothing if not intoxicating. His cock was fiery and firm, hard and drizzled with her juices as she moaned softly, steadily, as she had been since her first orgasm.
Her head was turned to one side, peering foggily at his spare surfboard in the corner, red with yellow stripes, the top pebbly with coated-on surf wax. It swam in and out of focus with the rhythm of his thrusts, slow and tender, deep and loving, teasing her from the brink of satisfaction toward the edge of ecstasy yet again.
After what felt like hours, he began to quicken his pace, not hard or fast but more persistent, more forceful, more steady and hot and stiff. She could feel his whole body humming, like a livewire, shaking from the steady work he’d been doing, kneeling with a thigh trembling on either side of her wet, dewy ass.
“Baby,” he said, voice hoarse and low after the steady grinding and moaning and panting. “Oh, Jesus… baby!”
At last he slid from her, eager and stiff as his veiny cock slithered between the sweaty crack of her own trembling ass. In no time, he throbbed and spurt a rain shower across her trembling back, splatters that stretched all the way to her shoulders and landed with the force of youth and anticipation.
Groaning with pleasure, he milked himself onto the curve of her ass, making her smile to picture him there, boyishly taking aim at each cheek in turn. When at last he was drained, body and soul, he sighed and sank beside her, sticky skin against sticky skin.
Instinctively, they turned to face each other, hungry for more than just sex now, but the warm, loving afterglow that sex brought them, like a gift within a gift.
“How can it still be this good?” he murmured, drowsily, between peppering her with soft, breathless kisses.
She slapped him playfully. “You were expecting me to somehow quit jumping your bones every chance I got?” she teased him, snuggling closer to feel his arms slide around her.
“No, I just… never thought it could be this good, that’s all.”
“It’s always better when love is in the mix, Derek.”
He chuckled, pulled her close, kissed her long, wet and hard and then released her, turning to lie on his belly as she remained, propped on her side, admiring the white, hairless curve of his young, flawless ass.
She was tempted to reach out and caress it but, knowing him, Derek would only take that as an invitation to engage in another hour-long sex freak marathon and, frankly, she just didn’t have it in her after the latest one.
Instead she was content to lie there,
Sage
Sage lay on her belly still quivering from her latest climax, drenched in sweat as the sun beat down outside Derek’s bedroom window. It glistened on her skin, arms splayed out, useless and limp like the rest of her body. Derek straddled her damp thighs, wedged firmly, deeply inside as he ground gently in and out of her slick, fragrant slit.
His hands gripped her waist on either side, holding her in place even as her thickly throbbing clit ground against the damp sheets beneath her, her firm, stiff nipples rasping with each long, gliding thrust.
Incense burned and, somewhere, softly, reggae played as the gentle ocean breeze rustled the curtains and slid across their naked bodies. They’d been at it for over an hour, blissful and slow, sticky and wet, the perfect dessert after another long afternoon in the surf.
Half-empty beers sat on the nightstand by the bed, long since warm, Sage’s eyes half-lidded and useless as her body thrummed and hummed as she felt another wave of blistering heat swell from between her legs and out through the rest of her body. Derek was hard and long and deep inside her, sweat dripping from his skin onto her writhing back, soft sighs of pleasure spilling warm and musky across her damp shoulders where her hair clung to her fiery skin.
Her fingers clenched the soft white sheets, clinging tightly as he slid in and out of her with a slick, sultry sound that was nothing if not intoxicating. His cock was fiery and firm, hard and drizzled with her juices as she moaned softly, steadily, as she had been since her first orgasm.
Her head was turned to one side, peering foggily at his spare surfboard in the corner, red with yellow stripes, the top pebbly with coated-on surf wax. It swam in and out of focus with the rhythm of his thrusts, slow and tender, deep and loving, teasing her from the brink of satisfaction toward the edge of ecstasy yet again.
After what felt like hours, he began to quicken his pace, not hard or fast but more persistent, more forceful, more steady and hot and stiff. She could feel his whole body humming, like a livewire, shaking from the steady work he’d been doing, kneeling with a thigh trembling on either side of her wet, dewy ass.
“Baby,” he said, voice hoarse and low after the steady grinding and moaning and panting. “Oh, Jesus… baby!”
At last he slid from her, eager and stiff as his veiny cock slithered between the sweaty crack of her own trembling ass. In no time, he throbbed and spurt a rain shower across her trembling back, splatters that stretched all the way to her shoulders and landed with the force of youth and anticipation.
Groaning with pleasure, he milked himself onto the curve of her ass, making her smile to picture him there, boyishly taking aim at each cheek in turn. When at last he was drained, body and soul, he sighed and sank beside her, sticky skin against sticky skin.
Instinctively, they turned to face each other, hungry for more than just sex now, but the warm, loving afterglow that sex brought them, like a gift within a gift.
“How can it still be this good?” he murmured, drowsily, between peppering her with soft, breathless kisses.
She slapped him playfully. “You were expecting me to somehow quit jumping your bones every chance I got?” she teased him, snuggling closer to feel his arms slide around her.
“No, I just… never thought it could be this good, that’s all.”
“It’s always better when love is in the mix, Derek.”
He chuckled, pulled her close, kissed her long, wet and hard and then released her, turning to lie on his belly as she remained, propped on her side, admiring the white, hairless curve of his young, flawless ass.
She was tempted to reach out and caress it but, knowing him, Derek would only take that as an invitation to engage in another hour-long sex freak marathon and, frankly, she just didn’t have it in her after the latest one.
Instead she was content to lie there,
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