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The Dunes
 Sean couldn't believe his luck. He had taken a week off from his
frantic law practice to recharge his depleted energy. One of his
friends had a house on Martha's Vineyard and had offered him the
use of the place for as long as he needed it. The house was a
cool place, too, a nice view of the ocean, a hot tub, and close
to Gay Head, a really nice beach. That was where he was headed at
the moment. He had his beach chair and a bag with a couple of
books, just an afternoon reading something besides cases and
files. Of course, he had the usual water, sun screen and the
like, if nothing else, he liked to be prepared. He chuckled to
himself as he thought about it, being prepared. He had spent most
of his life being prepared. Everyone thought of him as the
steady, reliable, stable attorney, the kind of person who wore
navy suits with white shirts and conservative ties. He didn't
have a steady girlfriend at the moment, the hours spent in the
office kind of killed any real time to develop relationships, but
he knew it was just a matter of time until he met the right woman
that would be the kind of wife he desired. He had even planned
that as well. 
 As he headed out the door for the short walk to the beach, he
thought about the night before. He had gone out to dinner in town
and had met a group of people his age. The were different than
the folks he knew in the city. It was a group of five people,
three girls and two guys. One of the girls was really cute, a
short brunette with a nice body, just the type that he was
attracted to. Not overly endowed, small waist, tight ass. She
moved like an athlete. One of the other girls seemed to be
attached to one of the guys. The third girl confounded him. She
was tall, flaming red hair, large bosom, no ass at all. For some
reason, she occupied his thoughts. The best way he could describe
her was that she was a loud and brassy New York broad. Sean was a
product of the South and preferred to be around the southern
belle type. Like that brunette, she exuded charm, even a slight
accent. She had told him that she was from Virginia. For some
reason, however, when ever he thought about her, his mind
invariably turned back to that tall red head. He couldn't figure
out why. Oh well, he'd probably never see them again, anyway. As
he got to the beach, he looked around for a place to set his
chair. There were a lot of families with kids yelling and
hollering, not Sean's idea of a relaxing time. He turned right
when he got to the water and walked along the shoreline looking
for a quieter place. A few hundred yards up the beach he caught
site of a small group. As he got closer, he realized they were
the same group he had met the night before. They saw him and
waved him over. "What the hell," he whispered under his breath
and walked over to join them. He set his things down and opened
his beach chair. As he sat down, he looked closer at the group.
Yep, that third girl was definitely attached to one of the guys.
The other guy didn't seem to be interested in either the brunette
or the red head. He racked his brain to remember names, the only
one he could remember was the red head and her name was Nina.
Finally, the brunette's name came to him, Lynn. He looked at them
closer, Lynn was wearing a one piece suit, cut high on the leg
and with a deep plunging neck line. Then he looked at Nina, she
was wearing a black bikini. He had to keep himself from staring.
She stood and turned around, the bottom was cut so that only
about half of her ass was covered. The top was triangles that
barely managed to contain her large breasts. "Wow!" he thought to
himself. Sean was in a little bit of a quandary, here were two
women, one who was the ideal in his mind, but all he could do was
look at the other one. They chatted for a while, mostly small
talk. He found out that Lynn was a stock broker in Boston. Nina
was a painter. "A painter," he thought, "now what could we ever
have in common." The quandary continued, Lynn seemed the exact
type of woman he could go for, but he kept looking at Nina. Soon,
it was lunch time, Sean pulled his lunch out and the group did
the same. Finally the small talk fizzled out and Sean pulled his
book and started reading. But he couldn't help himself from
sneaking peeks at this woman who, for whatever reason, was
driving him crazy.
 After a while, Nina stood up. "I'm going for a walk," she
stated, "anyone care to join me?" The others in the group
declined. She turned to Sean, "Come on," she said, "take a walk
with me." Sean didn't really want to go, but his mouth said sure
before he could react. They headed up the beach. "What do you
paint?" Sean asked. "Watercolors, usually seascapes," Nina
responded. "I love the water, there is something about the ocean
that gives me strength," she continued. "If I could afford to,
I'd live here" she said as she did a pirouette in the sand, with
her arms in the air. Her body moved nicely, her upraised arms
pushed her breasts together, a tantalizing site. They went
further up the beach. Here, the beach was deserted, not a soul in
site. The continued to walk and talk, he told her about his law
practice, she told him about her loft in New York. Turned out she
and Lynn had been roommates in college. The loner guy was Lynn's
brother and that he had a girlfriend at home. The other two were
living together. The more they talked, the less Sean thought
about Lynn. He was enamored with this woman. He couldn't stop
looking at her, the black bikini against her fair complexion, the
flaming copper hued hair. "You know what?" Nina asked. "No,
what?" Sean replied. "But the water's cold!" Sean said. "Well,
we'll have to figure out a way to warm me up when I get out!"
Nina said with a laugh. She ran to ocean and waded in. Then, like
a water nymph, she dove through a wave. After a few minutes of
frolicking in the surf, she emerged from the ocean and came over
to Sean. "You're right, it is cold," she said with a shiver. Sean
was now openly staring. The cold water had aroused her nipples
which were striving to poke the thin fabric covering them. She
looked at him staring. "I know how to warm me up," she said with
a coy smile. "How do we do that?" he asked. "Come here," she
said, as she moved closer to the dunes. She sat down in the sand
and patted the place next to her. He went and sat where she
indicated. She turned to him, "Now warm me up," she said in a
whisper. Nina leaned over and kissed him. Surprised, he didn't
know how to react. She made the decision for him. Her tongue
probed past his lips and he found himself responding. The kissed
deep and hard for a few minutes, then she pulled away. "You know,
I bet if I got out of this swimsuit, I'd get warmer faster!" she
said with a laugh. She reached behind herself and undid the strap
of her top. As it came free, she tossed it aside. Her breasts
were magnificent. Large, round, her nipples were big. They stood
out like beacons, red and hard. Nina rolled back in the sand and
slithered out of her bottoms. Then she turned and faced Sean.
"Like what you see?" she asked with a smile. She had trimmed her
pubic hair so that there was only a small patch above her slit.
The bright red hair contrasted the white skin. Her pussy lips,
looked moist and inviting. "Why don't you get undressed, too?"
she asked. Sean didn't move, he couldn't take his eyes off of
this woman. Nina didn't want to wait. She leaned over and untied
his suit, she pushed him back in the sand and tugged his shorts
off. As they came down, his cock appeared. To say that he was
hard would be an understatement. He cock stood like a soldier on
parade. Hard, erect, Nina reached over and stroked it. "Nice,"
she said, "very nice indeed." Sean just lay there amazed at the
course of these events. Nina moved so that she straddled him.
"Time enough later for the foreplay, I need to get fucked now!"
she said. With that, she took his cock and lowered her pussy so
that the head was against her lips. She moved the head around,
using it to spread her juices. She lowered herself further, his
hard throbbing cock penetrated her. Nina rocked her hips taking
him deeper into her. Finally, he was buried in her cunt. She then
started moving up and down on him, lifting her body until her
pussy only held the head of his cock, then plunging down again.
Sean's body took over, his hips started thrusting upwards,
meeting her stroke for stroke. He reached up, taking her heaving
breasts in his hands. He fondled them, rubbed her hard nipples.
"Pinch them" she hissed. "Your cock feels so good in my cunt, Oh
fuck me, fuck me hard!" Sean was unaccustomed to his women being
vocal like this. Her talk igniting his lust even further. He
pinched her nipples, tweaking them. Nina leaned back, one hand
trailed down and found his sac. She started massaging his balls.
The other hand moved down her front. Sean watched her as her
fingers started playing with her clit. First, she moved her
fingers in circles, she continued to bob up and down on his cock.
Then her fingers started moving in a back and forth direction,
rubbing her clit harder and harder. "Oh god," she said in a soft
voice. Then in louder tones she continued. "OH GOD, OH MY FUCKING
GOD, I'M GOING TO CUM!!" The last came out at full volume. With
that, she slammed down harder, Sean could feel the muscles in her
pussy clenching. Then he felt her juices running over his body.
Nina kept rubbing his balls, massaging them, urging the cum
inside to build. She was still bouncing up and down. Her hand
still working on her clit. "I'm going to cum again!" she gasped.
"YES, FUCK ME!! OH FUCK ME HARD!!" Sean felt his own orgasm
building. His balls tightened. Nina looked down at him, "You're
going to cum, too, I can feel it in your balls, fill me up, fill
my hot pussy with your cum!" she commanded. "Cum with me!" With
that, her fingers moved even faster. Sean thrust harder, his cock
swelled. "OH FUCK!" he yelled. "Shoot in me, shoot your hot juice
in me!" Sean felt his cock explode. The first spasm shot his jism
deep into her. The second spasm was even more intense. "I can
feel your hot cum, I can feel you filling me up! I'm cumming, OH
GOD I'M CUMMING AGAIN" Nina screamed. Sean kept thrusting,
shooting shot after shot of sperm into her. At last he was dry.
They both slowed their thrusting. Sean could his cum and Nina's
pussy juices running down his shaft and over his balls. Nina was
now gently massaging his sac. She took her hand away and moved it
to her face. She moved her fingers in front of her nose and
inhaled, then she licked them, cleaning their shared cum off of
her hand. Her hips were still slowly moving, her pussy gently
massaging his cock. "I love the smell of semen and pussy juice,"
she explained. "But I love the taste even better." Her hips
slowly stopped moving. She leaned forward and kissed Sean, then
put her head on his shoulder. "I'm nice and warm, now," she
whispered in her ear. "But I'm still hot for you." She gently bit
his earlobe. Sean just wrapped his arms around her and held her
close. "Me, too," he said, "me, too."



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