AN: Smut alert
Marueen wrapped her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes. She whispered, "Kiss me."
John's gaze held hers for a moment longer before he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers softly at first, a tender exploration. Maureen's fingers found the top button of his shirt, working it open with a deliberate slowness that matched the rhythm of their kiss. His hands, resting on her hips, tightened slightly as she deepened the kiss, her tongue tracing the seam of his lips until he opened for her.
The softness gave way to intensity, their bodies pressing closer as the kiss became more aggressive. John's shirt fell open, cool air brushing against his skin as Maureen's hands moved to his chest, feeling the solid muscle beneath. He groaned, the sound vibrating through them both, and his hands left her hips to tangle in her hair, tilting her head back to give him better access.
Maureen's breath hitched as he took advantage, his tongue sweeping into her mouth, demanding a response. She gave it willingly, her own hands exploring, mapping out the planes of his body. The world around them faded, the sound of waves and the crackling fire nothing more than a distant hum as they lost themselves in each other. Maureen broke away, her breath ragged. She pushed John gently onto the sand. A slow smile played on her lips as she began to unbutton her shirt, her eyes never leaving his.
"I want you to see me," she said, her voice low and sultry. "All of me." She shrugged off the shirt, letting it fall to the sand, then reached behind her to unhook her bra, revealing her blue skin to the faint glow of the candles and campfire. She then dropped her pants, revealing her legs, before slowly sliding her panties down, stepping out of them with a seductive grace.
John's eyes widened, not in shock or surprise, but in appreciation. He took a moment to drink her in, from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, his gaze lingering on the curves and lines of her body. "You're... you're beautiful, Maureen," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Maureen smiled, a soft, shy smile that was unlike any he'd seen from her before.
He lay back on the wet sand.
"I want to eat you so badly," He said.
Maureen's cheeks flushed at his words, a mix of excitement and nervousness swirling within her. She took a deep breath, gathering her courage, and walked over to where John lay. Without a word, she straddled him, positioning herself above his face.
John's hands gripped her thighs, holding her in place as his tongue touched her wet pussy.
She gasped, her head falling back as John's tongue explored her, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. She could feel his breath on her, hot and ragged, as he tasted her, his tongue delving deeper with each stroke. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, urging him on.
"Mhmm So good!" She moaned in pleasure.
John's tongue found her clit, sucking it gently into his mouth, his hands squeezing her butt cheeks, pulling her closer, encouraging her movements. Maureen's hips began to rock instinctively, riding his face, seeking more of the pleasure he was giving her. Her moans grew louder, more insistent, as he switched between sucking her clit and teasing her pussy lips, his tongue delving inside her, tasting her, drinking her in. His fingers dug into her flesh, holding her steady as she moved, his rhythm matching hers, pushing her higher and higher.
Then, when he pushed his tongue into her pussy hole, her body tensed, her breath catching in her throat.
"Cumming~" She cried out, her fingers tightening in his hair, holding him in place as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her hips bucked as she squirted into his mouth, a warm gush that he swallowed eagerly, his tongue lapping at her, drawing out her orgasm until she was a quivering, breathless mess. He gentled his touch, letting her ride out the waves of pleasure, his hands softening their grip on her hips.
Maureen finally stilled, her body relaxing, her fingers uncurling from his hair. She looked down at him, her eyes soft and hazy with satisfaction. "That was... that was incredible," she whispered, a small smile playing on her lips.
John grinned up at her, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," he said with a smirk. "Lick my lips."
She bit her lip, then slowly leaned down, her tongue darting out to lick the remnants of her juice from his lips and then they began to kiss again.
John rolled over, going on top of her. He looked into her eyes, his expression soft and tender. He touched her cheek, his thumb brushing gently against her skin. Maureen could feel his cock, hard and eager, pressing against her pussy. She took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. This was it, the moment she had been both anticipating and dreading.
She reached down, her hand wrapping around his cock. It was hot and pulsing in her grasp. She guided him to her entrance, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness as she felt him there. She looked up at John, her eyes wide and vulnerable. John, sensing her hesitation, paused. "Maureen," he whispered, "we don't have to do this if you're not ready. We can stop right now."
Maureen took a deep breath, her eyes searching his. She saw only concern and understanding in his gaze, no impatience or pressure. She shook her head slightly, her voice barely audible. "No, I want to. I just... I need a moment."
John nodded, his hand moving from her cheek to her hair, gently stroking it. "Take all the time you need," he said softly.
Maureen closed her eyes, taking a few deep breaths to steady herself. She felt John's fingers in her hair, gentle and soothing, helping her to relax. After a moment, she opened her eyes and looked at him. "I'm ready," she said, her voice stronger this time.
John smiled at her, a warm, reassuring smile that made her heart flutter. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips as he slowly pushed his cock into her pussy.
She moaned in his mouth, feeling the intense sensation for the first time. It was slightly painful since this was her first time, but the way he kissed her and his smell... That pain got mixed with pleasure.
He felt a little resistance but she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He felt her hymen break as his cock went deep inside her.
Maureen parted as a loud moan escaped her lips. She hugged him tightly and pressed her face against his neck.
John stayed like that for a moment, giving her time to adjust. His body trembled slightly, his breath hot on her neck. He whispered, "Are you okay? Does it hurt?"
Maureen shook her head, her voice muffled against his skin. "Little bit. But I'm okay."
He kissed her forehead, his hands stroking her hair, her back, soothing her. "You feel amazing," he murmured. "So tight, so warm."
Her breath hitched, her body tensing slightly at his words. John immediately sensed her reaction. "Too much?" he asked, concern etched in his voice.
"No," Maureen hurried to reassure him, her fingers tracing patterns on his back. "Just... just keep talking to me. It helps."
John smiled, his eyes soft as he looked at her. "You're beautiful, Maureen. I love you so much."
"I love you too, John," Maureen whispered, her eyes welling up with tears of happiness and a touch of pain. John kissed them away, his thumbs gently wiping the moisture from her cheeks.
Then she gave him a nod.
He knew what she meant.
John began to move, slowly at first, allowing Maureen's body to adjust to his size. He watched her face, his eyes filled with concern and love, ready to stop at the slightest hint of discomfort. Maureen's breath hitched as he pulled out slightly before pushing back in, a moan escaping her lips as he hit a spot that sent waves of pleasure through her.
"John..." she gasped, her nails digging into his back. He responded with a low groan, his pace quickening slightly at her encouragement. The pain was still there, but it was subsiding, replaced by a growing pleasure that made her body arch against his.
"You feel so good, Maureen," John whispered, his voice ragged with desire. "So tight, so perfect." His hands roamed her body, caressing her breasts, her hips, her thighs, as if he couldn't get enough of her. Maureen could feel her pleasure building, her body tensing as John hit that spot inside her again and again.
"Oh god, John, I'm going to..." she began, but her words were cut off by a cry of pleasure as her orgasm crashed over her. Her body convulsed, her pussy tightening around John's cock, drawing him deeper. "Oh god~ Don't stop moving. Keep going, please."
He continued to move his hips.
"A little faster," She whispered with her eyes closed.
John complied, increasing his pace, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he felt Maureen's orgasm start to subside. Her body was still trembling, her pussy still gripping him tightly, but he could feel her starting to relax, to move with him instead of tensing against him. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a passionate kiss, his tongue mimicking the movements of his hips.
Maureen responded eagerly, her hands clutching at his back, his shoulders, anywhere she could reach. She could feel her pleasure building again, faster this time, more intense. She broke away from their kiss, her head falling back as she gasped for breath. "John, I... I think... I'm going to cum again," she stammered, her eyes wide with surprise and pleasure.
John groaned, his body tensing as he felt her start to convulse around him again. "Maureen, I... I can't hold on much longer," he grunted, his hips stuttering as he struggled to maintain his rhythm.
Maureen's eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting his. "Come with me, John," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. "I want to feel you come inside me," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.
John's body responded to her words, his cock throbbing inside her. He let out a low growl, his pace quickening as he chased his own release.
With a loud grunt, he came inside her and at the same time she too came.
John's body shuddered as he filled Maureen, his hands gripping her hips tightly. Maureen's orgasm seemed to go on forever, her body convulsing with each wave of pleasure. They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies joined, their breaths ragged, until John finally pulled out, leaving Maureen feeling empty and sated.
He rolled onto his side, pulling her close, his arm wrapping around her waist. Maureen snuggled into him, her head resting on his chest, listening to his heartbeat slowly return to normal. John kissed the top of her head, his hand stroking her hair.
"That was... incredible," Maureen murmured, her voice soft and content.
John chuckled, his chest vibrating under her ear. "It was," he agreed. "Are you okay? Does it still hurt?"
Maureen shook her head. "No, it's... it's fine now. Just a little sore, but in a good way."
John smiled, his thumb brushing against her cheek. "I'm glad," he said. "I want you to enjoy this, to enjoy us."
Maureen looked up at him, her eyes filled with love. "I do, John. I really do."
They lay there in silence, under the night sky on the beach.
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