I have one horny friend who reminds me that I am being an ass and not writing enough smut.  That I need to focus on what is important, for smut’s sake.  She is right.  She mentioned a few words to me (beach, oral sex, water) and I was intrigued.  In fact, I was tingly.

The water is warm.  Salty.  The bottom is sandy and my toes grip into the sand as I pull her towards me.  We have that giggly moment that stops, our faces close together.  I feel her breath on my lips.  I lean in, lick the ocean off her lips and kiss her delicately, sweetly.  She pulls me in deeper, kissing me harder.  I groan, I can’t help groaning.  It feels so good.  Our hands are wandering over each others body.  My fingers slip inside of her.  I feel her reaction in her kiss.  My fingers thrust as my thumb tickles her clit.  Her body is moving anywhere I direct it.  I take her a little deeper into the water–I stop kissing her face.  She looks confused, but I hold her up at the surface of the water.  I nibble my way down her body continuing my my exploration with my hand.  As she floats I begin to kiss her inner thighs…then my mouth ends up at her clit.  First gently, and then not so gently sucking.  Wiggling my tongue around her and I continue the suction on her clit.  My fingers are inside of her as I keep one hand beneath her just so that she knows I won’t let her drown.  I feel her start to cum , her body shivering, then the big spasm.  With one last delicate lick I pull her close to me.  Holding her.

A little while later, we start to swim back to shore.  Suddenly, I feel a hand on my ankle, yanking me backwards.  “Not so fast…,” she says with an evil grin.