Sinful desires{steamiest short stories}

The summer sun warmed my body as I lay on the blanket watching as Judy ambles up the sandy beach from a dip in the river.

It was especially pleasant being with her at the old swimming hole with no one else around to interfere with our time together. “It certainly pays to come on a weekday,” I thought. This beautiful creature was pulling at her bikini top, putting everything in place, as her long legs made graceful strides up the beach toward me.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I loved to watch her when she wasn’t aware of me watching. She was so innocently beautiful when she was just being herself.

“What are you staring at?” she said with a smile.

“Just you babe,” I replied. “I never get tired of looking at you”.

She stood over me, blocking the sun from my eyes and dripping cool water on my stomach, her long legs straddling my hips. There were loose hairs protruding from her Bikini bottoms that caught my attention.

I reached up to playfully pull on them but she was too fast for me. She jumped to the side, accidentally kicking sand in my eyes. “Ow! Damn,” I yelled, jumping up.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to get sand in your eyes,” she said, leading me to the water. I flushed my eyes with the cool water until I was sure they were clean. Still feigning pain I let her get close and then grabbed her about the waist and flung her over my shoulder into the water behind me.

She surfaced spitting and sputtering, “Damn you!… I said I was sorry.”

“Now we’re both sorry,” I said as I chased her to the beach. Grabbing for her I caught her bikini bottoms and exposed her sweet shapely ass.

Like the Coppertone kid, she had a prominent tan line that accented her beautiful white ass.

“Hey,” she squealed, pulling them up again.

“Come here you,” I said, taking her in my arms. I planted a passionate kiss squarely on her lips. We stumbled through the sand, still locked in our embrace, slowly I lowered her to the blanket. We kissed long and deeply in the warmth of the light summer breeze.

Sunlight played through the trees and danced among the shadows it made. The river quietly rolled past in its unceasing journey to the sea. The breeze brought our wet skin alive, once again together in paradise.

Judy lived in southern California and was going to school there, more than 400 miles away from our paradise for two. It was only during her summer vacations and a few other times throughout the year that we could spend time together.

Ours was a long distance relationship that taught us to make these moments count, and we had learned to do that very well indeed.

I rolled her wet top down under her beautiful and bountiful breasts, revealing their strawberry nipples, erect and cold against my lips.

Sucking one into my mouth I swirled my tongue around it and pulled at its hardness with my lips. She moaned with pleasure and instinctively reached for the bulge pressing against her leg. In minutes our suit bottoms were discarded beside our nude, hungry bodies. Kissing and touching each other, we couldn’t get enough of each other during these short times.

Locked in our naked embrace, we celebrated the joy of being together again. She moved down my chest kissing as she went until her soft, warm mouth enveloped my shaft. Moving into a sixty-nine position, she ground her hips into my face.

Her sex, so sweet to taste, I cherished each minute we spent loving each other. Flicking and teasing her clit made her squirm. I wanted badly to be inside her so we rolled over and I maneuvered between her legs. She was wet with desire.

I played my cock up and down her slit until it was slick with that wetness. Her pussy hot and tight around me, I slowly pressed my way in, feeling her body yield to accept my swollen member.

She clasped her arms and legs around me and held me tight within her depths a few moments before beginning a slow rocking motion that pulled deliciously on my shaft.

Her strong muscles are contracting and releasing around me. I was flush with desire, feeling as though I would burst with each heartbeat.

A breeze rustled through the cottonwood trees creating nature’s applause and songbirds called in the distance. The setting was so tranquil and serene that we felt no need to hurry our lovemaking. We rocked together for what seemed like an eternity until my body forced a gradual pick up in tempo.

Thrusting faster now, I felt our mutual release close at hand. Judy was moaning softly with each stroke of my cock.

Our eyes, locked onto one another’s in our smoldering passion, her hands gripped at the blanket tightly. She spread her legs further apart as if to devour me in her hunger. At last, our voices rang out together in a chorus of pleasure.

I felt my orgasm race from its depths through my burgeoning dick, bathing her insides with a white hot surge, and then another and another. The sound of crashing surf was in my ears as wave after wave of this wonderful orgasm washed over me.

Returning to my senses, I saw that Judy was yet in the throes of her passion and instinctively I pushed deep within her to touch that spot, sending her once again to a mind-shattering crescendo.

I collapsed on top of her, kissing her hair and forehead as we both fought to catch our labored breath.

The light squeak of brakes was my first indication that civilization was intruding on our idyllic world. My head snapped up and I was staring at a car full of wide-eyed women and children not 50 feet away from us.

It took the driver a few seconds to recognize and respond to what was happening. She put the car in reverse and back hurriedly away. The look on their faces was priceless. They backed nearly the whole quarter mile to a turn around before disappearing over the top of the levee in a cloud of dust.

Judy and I looked at each other and exploded into laughter. We had been so engrossed in our lovemaking we had not heard the car coming as it bounced and squeaked along the bumpy river bottom trail.

We donned our swimsuits and took a quick dip to cool off, still giggling about being caught in the act. We gathered our things, mounted my motorcycle and left the scene of the crime. That summer was promising to be a memorable one… and it was.