1. Nora's Tale: 2 - Frisk on the Beach


    Date: 11/27/2014, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: AdventurousReader, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    my libido. Lust fought with responsibility, but in the end, lust won out. I could still keep an eye on the beach, and if I just slipped my hand through the side of my suit… I hadn’t even noticed, but my fingers had done just that, seeking out my frustrated nub. I stroked her, consoling her for the pleasure she had been robbed of, and promising to replace it soon. Levi, meanwhile, had set himself up a few yard in front of my chair, lying on his belly as if he were tanning. His eyes, though, were locked on me. The flash of green from between his dark eyelashes kicked my arousal up another notch, and my clit was now humming with pleasure. He was right, I was very wet, and my finger slipped over my clit almost too easily. Instead of getting the instant pleasure I wanted, my orgasm built up with aggravating slowness as I circled, rubbed, and flicked, hoping to speed up the process. Finally, I was reaching the end, and my pussy was wailing, begging for something it could wrap its lips around. With a quick glance at my surroundings, I snuck my second hand under the towel. I came as soon as my fingers penetrated my hole in a single, swift motion. My cunt was swallowing them, trying to pull them in deeper, shuddering with the effort. I let out a strangled moan and closed my thighs tightly ...
    over my hand. The climax may have been slow coming, but it seemed to go on forever, gentle but persistent. I was cooing to myself, writhing on my fingers in an attempt to wring out as much pleasure as I could. I hadn’t closed my eyes, but they had been entirely unseeing until I finally came down, landing gently like a butterfly. Levi had approached me once more and was standing beside my chair. “Norrra,” he whispered just loud enough for his voice to travel up to meet my ears. “I’ve been waiting for this moment desperately,” he said. “Please, let me taste you.” Smiling to myself, I bent down to retrieve my water bottle. While I was down there, I offered my hand to Levi and he zealously engulfed my fingers in his mouth. He moaned softly as his tongue swirled around them, then split them apart, lapping all the way up their insides as if they were a pair of my legs. I wanted that skilled, muscular tongue. I wanted it inside me. I wanted to feel those lips on my own, that tongue in my mouth. But most of all, I wanted to feel his mouth against my pussy, lapping up my fountain of juices as he was doing now. When he had licked off every last drop of my nectar, Levi took my hand in his, flipped it over, and kissed my wrist. “See you later, Norrra,” he growled. “And bring your kneesocks.”
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