Mason met the morning with overwhelming optimism. Spring’s welcome arrival dispelled winter's overcast, allowing the sun to shine in the sapphire brilliance of a rejuvenated sky. Its golden disk was still low, yet its exotic caress warmed his mood as well as his skin.
Wearing a pair of loose-fitting cargos and a striped t-shirt, Mason smiled as he imagined what Natasha might wear in this kind of heat. She was a beautiful, golden-haired young woman with a body meant to be displayed in the revealing styles of the summer. Thoughts of her in such a sexy display raced through his head as he slipped on his Ray-Bans, basking in the day's blinding light.
Approaching his car, he flipped open his cell and called his girl. “Hey, Tash, are you ready? I’m on my way.”
Her answering giggle was partially obscured by the distinct sound of water spraying in the background. “Almost, I just need to dry my hair and get dressed.”
“Is that the shower I’m hearing”, Mason teased.
“Why yes, it is,” she replied with faux innocence. “I was just stepping out. Why do you ask?”
“Because I love the thought of you all wet and naked.”
Natasha giggled playfully. “You are so bad.”
“Not as bad as I want to be. I’ll see you soon. Don’t be in too much of a hurry to get dressed.”
oo0oo
Natasha was stepping out of the shower when her cell lit up. The eagerness in his voice brought a playful smile to her lips, while thoughts of his loving touch sent tingles racing through her. Gazing in the mirror, she patted herself free of the glistening drops adorning her flawless skin.
From the moment he suggested an overnight beach trip to celebrate their anniversary as a couple, a budding heat was glowing within her. She sensed Mason's excitement when he suggested this special outing, feeling his need as any woman would in the man she loved. In truth, it was a relief that he hadn’t so far pressured her into sex.
They were just out of high school, and though they had discussed being physically intimate, they purposely avoided consummating their relationship. Now, however, as their third anniversary approached, the ever-present idea of finally sharing their love in a real, physical way was growing from a smoldering anticipation into a hot, glowing coal burning in her core.
As thoughts of what lay ahead played through her mind, she allowed herself a gentle rub in response to her own anticipation. I wish we had time to play, she thought excitedly. She loved teasing him over her cam, but then being watched while she played with herself always made her extremely wet.
Despite her shower, her pussy was already hot and slick, but as aroused as she was, she knew that Mason was on his way. Still, the warm promise of what lay ahead stayed with her as she wrapped herself in a towel and moved to her bedroom so she could choose the perfect outfit for the day.
After a short moment of indecision, she settled on a loose-fitting, white spaghetti-strapped top with a short, light blue skirt to wear over her bikini. She felt it would be perfect for their day at the beach and besides, Mason always loved how she looked in blue. Just as she finished combing out her long, blond hair, she saw Mason’s car pull up outside. Gathering her bag and a sweater, she hurried to meet him.
Warm air embraced her body as she rushed out of the cool, conditioned air of the house and she waved at Mason as she rushed down the path towards him.
oo0oo
Mason felt himself gawking as Natasha glided down the walk. In that moment, he couldn’t remember ever seeing anything as beautiful as her. Shaking his head, he got out and met her at the hatch, taking her bag and stowing it in the cargo area of his car. Once done, they got into the relative seclusion of the front seat and Natasha leaned over, kissing him tenderly.
The softness of her lips caressed his, and he marveled at how moist they felt, and how sweet they tasted. As she broke the kiss, he could feel the gentle pull on his lower lip as the slight suction from her mouth released him. In a short moment, it was over, but he could feel her taste lingering on his lips and he savored that feeling for the several minutes it took him to get his car on the highway.
oo0oo
Reaching the beach, they looked out upon the golden sand, feeling the irresistible lure of the sea. The welcoming heat of the hot sand was soon caressing their feet as they made their way to the water's edge. Mason chose Beverly Beach as it was a largely overlooked coastal area, and only the seagulls and the crashing waves were there to greet them as they strolled along the lonely shoreline.
Natasha sighed, overcome by nature’s beauty as she strolled along with her hand held safely in Mason‘s gentle grip. It was all so pleasant and inviting, the perfect place for her to perhaps leave her childhood behind and become a woman with the man she loved.
Mason had created the perfect romantic getaway, and she couldn’t help but wonder if this was the night he would make her his own. She was watching him closely, hoping to see the little glint he always got in his eye when he was planning something, but his expression was hidden behind his Ray-Bans and she could only wonder if his thoughts were heading in the same direction as hers.
I hope so, she blushed, secretly smiling at what might lie ahead.
Natasha was still lost and contemplation as they reached a point where the cliffs' hard granite walls made their closest approach to the sea. As they were forced onto the wet sand by the encroaching rock, they found a section where the stone had long ago fallen away. The rockfall left a large notch in the cliff face which opened to a patch of beach hidden away from the rest of the shoreline.
“This is the place,” Mason said, stopping to put down their camping supplies. “What do you think, Tash? Tell me this isn’t the perfect place for us to camp tonight.”
Natasha marveled at the little cove's secluded beauty. “I love it, Mason. It feels like we’re the only ones around for miles and miles…” Her voice trailed off wistfully, but her heart was fluttering with excitement as she became sure that this would be the night.
A nervous flutter filled her belly at the thought of losing her virginity. Part of her was still unsure she could go through with it, but the hot wetness between her thighs was insatiable, and despite her tingling nerves, she knew she was ready. So ready, in fact, that if he didn’t make that first move tonight, she might just make it herself.
Mason seemed unaware of the turmoil bubbling within her as he pulled his shirt over his head. Then, spreading a large beach towel out on the sand, he turned back to her as she stared out over the water. She seemed so happy and serene and he smiled inwardly, happily pleased at her obvious embracing of the moment.
They spent the next few minutes unpacking and making sure everything was just perfect. Once they were finished, Mason smiled mischievously. “So, what would you like to do now?”
His obvious innuendo caused her to giggle, but she refused to take the bait. “Well, I don’t know about you, but I am going to work on my tan.”
Reaching into their bag, she retrieved the suntan lotion and handed it to him, knowing well how much he was going to enjoy what was coming next. “Why don’t you entertain both of us by rubbing some on my back?”
Lifting her top and sliding it over her head, Natasha revealed a black bikini bra that was barely managing to contain her firm and shapely breasts. Held snuggly together by her top, her boobs displayed an impressively deep cleft of cleavage between them.
As she expected, Mason couldn’t help but notice and she smiled coyly before turning her back to him and swaying her hips as she glided toward the beach towel he’d laid out over the sand,
“Would you mind helping me with my skirt?” She teased, knowing she didn’t need it for anything more than an excuse to have him put his hand on her ass.
“You know I would,” he responded, his voice suddenly husky as his teenage hormones flooded into his bloodstream. He was almost trembling as he unzipped it at her hip, drawing it down, and exposing the black thong bikini panties she wore underneath.
His mouth went dry as her almost bare ass appeared under that skirt, and his cock grew erect as his touch brushed against the bare skin of her bum. Trembling, he drew his touch down her thighs, following the skirt and deliberately keeping intimate contact with her warm skin before allowing it to drop at her feet.
Now, only the thin floss of her thong separated her glorious mounds. He could feel his cock tenting his trunks as the temptation to run his fingers between her legs and up over her mound rose in his throat. Before he could, perhaps thankfully, Natasha turned and stepped out of the discarded skirt.
Natasha was well aware of the effect she was having on him. Despite them having regularly enjoyed cybersex together, she had only rarely stripped to her panties in his presence, and even then, she was very careful to ensure their making out stopped at kissing and mild caresses of her all too willing body. She knew it was only her willingness to engage in masturbation over a cam with him that allowed her to keep her virginity intact.
But that mattered more when she was still in high school. Now, as a nineteen-year-old adult, she was ready to give him that last, special gift. And by the look of the tent in his trunks, she was more certain than ever this would be the night.
“Mason, you must really like what you're seeing, I can tell how hard you are.” She teased.
His eyes sparkled mischievously as he made a show of adjusting his erection under his shorts. “I can’t help it, you are too damn sexy, and I’ve never seen you dressed like that in broad daylight.”
“Babe, you’ve seen me naked on the cam.”
Mason shook his head. “Cams are one thing, Tash. Seeing you like this in person? That’s something else. You can’t blame a man for getting aroused by his girl.”
Natasha couldn’t help but laugh at the effect her body was having on him. His bright eyes widened as his gaze feasted uncontrollably over her body. It was obvious he wanted her and she wanted him just as badly.
What she didn’t expect was the look of loving adoration that came with the lust in his eyes. It was almost magical, and it spread like wildfire between them. Her heart pounded in her breast, drawing that feeling in and filling her with its comforting warmth. At that moment, Natasha knew she loved him and had no doubt that he felt the same love for her.
Not knowing what to say, Natasha lay face down on the towel and waited for Mason's help with the suntan lotion. She was excited as she had ever been and her whole body was tingling as Mason popped open the bottle. Soon, she felt a long, cooling line of the lotion drizzle down her spine, causing her to moan softly as the liquid warmed and melted into her quickly browning skin.
There, alone in their secluded nook, Mason knelt in amazement at her beauty. She seemed so much smaller than he remembered, and so delicate that he touched her carefully, gently rubbing his palms over her back as he spread the glossing oil over her perfect skin.
Natasha relaxed under his touch, her breath growing deep and even as his fingers lightly traced the erotic lines of her back. His senses became attuned to her as the moments passed, and his blood grew hot at the subtle, soft moans issuing from her lips.
Natasha moaned again in admiration of his skillful touch and a dreamy smile played over her face as his fingers traveled up and down her supple body.
When she felt the clasp on her bra suddenly release, she turned her head toward him in surprise. Mason flashed her a silly grin and a wink that was so cute she was unable to summon even a mock protest.
Instead, she raised a single eyebrow and circled her arms together as she rested her head upon them. “Don’t stop, Mason, keep going. I’m all yours.”
“I intend to” he replied softly. “I’m not done with you yet.”
“Mmm, you better not be.” Natasha let her eyes slide shut as his gentle caress continued down her almost naked body. It was intimate and caring, and she sighed in contentment, surrendering herself completely to his tactile explorations. Her sex became a hot pool of arousal and thoughts of what she would like him to do to her began racing through her mind.
When she felt his touch slide down her lower back and continue over her exposed bum, she smiled in lurid satisfaction. That’s right Mason, keep going. Don’t get shy on me now,
Soon, his fingers were kneading into her ass, working her firm mounds and inner thighs with a rhythm that was driving her mad. She bit her lip, resisting the urge to grind her clit into the towel when he bent over and kissed her on the small of her back.
“That’s nice, babe” she mused as his feathery kisses began traveling up her spine. She was already aroused by his touch, and the fluttering kisses that were dancing over her back took her to another level.
When Natasha rolled to kiss him, her unhooked bikini top fell away, exposing her naked breasts to the outside air. Natasha reacted instinctively, reaching for her bra to cover up when she realized there was no one there besides Mason to enjoy her nudity.
Instead, she lay on her back, holding her breasts in her hands, and covering them from his view.
“Do you like what you see babe?”
“Yeah I do, they look great. Let me see them again” he said with a laugh.
“Of course,” she replied, moving her hands away from her breasts and curling her arms over her head.
Mason whistled softly, enjoying the view of her naked breasts before kneading the oil into her tender skin. Natasha moaned softly, writhing under his touch as he patiently explored her body under the bright light of the sun.
Her nipples were tingling and throbbed every time his thumb brushed against them and the hot sensation of arousal began pulsing through her. For long moments, she endured the sweet torment of his touch until, finally she could no longer withstand the electric intensity dancing over her skin.
Brazenly, Natasha reached out and drew her fingers around the outline of his cock through his shorts. Her fingers pressed and dragged over his sensitive shaft, causing Mason to swallow hard as he felt his erection grow to almost painful proportions. “Mmm, I think he likes you.”
“I know he does,” Natasha responded as she unbuckled his pants. “Do you mind if I play with it, babe?”
“Of course not. I'm yours, so do whatever you like.”
“Mmm, I will.” Natasha pulled his hard length from out of his pants and gave it several slow strokes as if she were mesmerized by how it felt in her hand. She teased the head with her fingers and gave his balls a gentle squeeze, causing Mason to gasp in the most delightful way.
When a small drop of clear fluid appeared at the tip, Natasha couldn’t resist the urge to lick it up with the tip of her tongue. His taste was pleasantly sweet and she opened her mouth, gliding her lips down and over the head until he slid deeply into her mouth.
Mason moaned and his knees seemed to tremble as she took a bit more of his length. It was a heady feeling for her and her pussy moistened further as she sucked him.
Looking up at him, she saw his eyes burning passionately into hers as she lovingly continued sucking up and down on his shaft.
Natasha was happy and proud that she was able to please him and quickened her pace, stroking his length in time with her mouth and rotating her hand back and forth across the wet skin of his shaft.
Saliva mixed with his precum, leaking from under her lips and running down his shaft. She took him as deeply as she was able, gagging more than once until her jaw began to ache from the effort.
Mason was lost in the pleasure she was giving him and was not far from blowing his load into her mouth. Suddenly though, she backed off of his cock and lay down on her back, pulling her thong up and over her legs. She then dipped her finger into her wetness and seductively licked it clean.
Giggling impishly, she spread herself open and played her fingers through her wetness in lurid anticipation of what she hoped was soon to come.
“I've been dreaming of you doing this to me forever, Mason. Please, come here and lick me just like you described on the cam.”
Mason felt his blood rush at hearing her ask him for that. Like her, he’d imagined they day he would be able to make these fantasies come true, and he wasted no time in lying between her legs. He’d never done this either of course, so he started by running his fingers up and down her juicy slit, teasing her and spreading her glistening juices all around her puffy clit.
Natasha moaned softly under his touch, cupping her breasts while gazing at him with a burning intensity. She seemed hungry for it, and so desperate to feel what it was like to have him kiss her there that it set him on fire. And all the while, he pressed harder, increasing the pressure on her little bud until she was bucking under him, rolling her hips and whimpering for more.
Mason pulled his fingers from her pussy and rubbed them together, amazed at how slick with her juices they were. “Wow, you are so wet, Tash. I love to see you this hot."
“Mmm, I am. Don’t stop, Mason, it feels so good.”
Mason knew the moment had arrived and leaned into her, drawing his tongue up and down her slit. Her taste was so sweet and creamy that he dug deeper with his tongue, tracing her petals and swirling it around and around her clit.
Encouraged by her soft and needy coos, Mason grew bolder, spreading her open and caressing her with the soft and moist tip of his tongue. Soon, he was following her body’s cues, learning that she was instinctively rolling her hips so his touch would fulfill her most tender and sensitive needs.
He could feel her body responding to him in ways he found both beautiful and amazing, and he followed those cues, learning quickly those places that she most strongly responded to. But when his lips centered on her clit, she suddenly gasped, and the long moan that followed told him this was what she wanted most.
Sucking harder, he flicked the tip of his tongue over her bud again and again, causing her back to arch, while a look of shock and tormented pleasure appeared on her face. Knowing she was on the edge, he sucked her and licked more quickly, until her legs trembled and clamped her thighs on his head as she screamed in ecstasy.
Finally, Natasha pushed him away, relaxing onto her back with her legs open as if inviting him to slide up between them. “I'm ready, Mason. I want you so badly now I can’t stand it.”
Overcome with a magical mix of love and desire, Mason glided over her, kissing her with enough passion to take her breath away. This was a moment they had dreamed about for years, and one that he knew they would both hold in their hearts for the rest of their lives. Lying over her that way felt protective and right, and they held that moment and each other as its meaning resonated between them.
“You know I love you, don’t you?” He asked quietly, allowing the peaceful sound of the surf and the gentle breeze in her hair to serve as a musical theme that would always be their song.
“Of course I do, just as you know how much I love you. And now, I'm ready for you to make love to me.”
They were then past the use of words. Mason slowly and tenderly guided what he had as a man into the welcoming embrace of her womanhood. There was a slight resistance at first, and a flicker of discomfort passed over her face, before quickly transforming into one of wonder and joy. When Natasha held his waist, urging him onward, he followed her lead, moving forward and sliding deeply into her body and her heart. In that instant, he knew he was where he was meant to be.
Natasha held him closely, giving her greatest gift to him while accepting that which he willingly offered. She felt herself stretching open for him, and the warm satisfaction of being filled spread through her as he came to rest, joined to her in the most intimate of ways.
There, under the sun and under the sapphire sky, they made love, sharing a pleasure, and a moment in time that carried a meaning that went far beyond the physical act.
The air was heavy with love, and as the moments passed, sweat and heated need fueled their passion, bonding them together. Mason, lost in his instinctive need to have her, felt as if he’d found Nirvana and became consumed in the overwhelming joy of knowing she was his.
Natasha was less focused on the pleasure he was giving her, and more on the incredible satisfaction of how powerfully affected he was by being inside her.
It was the memory that would stay with her, the feeling of safety and belonging she felt in his embrace, and the knowledge that she could make him so happy and fulfilled in her presence.
The fire roaring within them burned hot as the sun, bathing them in its heat and then slowly diminishing as their bodies became relaxed. Afterward, as they held each other while lying naked under the summer sun, Mason felt as if a great fantasy had come true.
He lay there with her for a time, enjoying the ocean view and the warmth of her body as the sun began to set.
Every time she looked into his eyes, Natasha was reminded of how much she loved him and loved how special he made her feel. She had never felt more relaxed or more protected than she did in those moments lying there on the beach and comforted in his arms
It was very late when they set up the tent. The surf had grown more peaceful in the evening. The sounds of the receding waves, the cool summer air, and the crickets chirping every so often gave it a feeling of paradise.
Getting into the tent, she slept naked with him, taking in his masculine scent and loving how his body felt against hers. She enjoyed every moment of his hands on her body, lazily playing over her skin. Looking at her lover one last time, she fell asleep spooned to him and warmed by his presence against the cool evening air.
