"Love in the Sun"

The offshore breeze moved the leaves of the palm trees as he stirred the
coals, feeiling their raw heat.  He nodded and smiled, reaching for the
four large fillets from the fish he had caught that afternoon.  Putting
them on the grill they sizzled, giving off a delightful smell.  Sitting
back on his haunches he looked down the beach, where he could see her
approach. 

His lover was not a skinny, girlish thing, but a woman, with a woman's
special charms, her age of almost 60 not altering her beauty one bit.  She
wore a wrap-around skirt and a simple halter top that only served to
accentuate the firm roundness of her hips and swell of her breasts.  He
watched her as she walked toward him in the evening sun, her hips swaying
just right, setting his manhood to twitching at the thought of what they
would be doing in a few hours.  Her long, blond curls moved in the wind as
she smiled at him, her green eyes on his blue ones.  Around her neck was a
thong with a single shark's tooth on it.  Her skin was slightly tanned with
no blemishes. 

He picked up the skewered vegetables and put them on the grill, along with
the fish and stood to greet her, taking her in his arms and kissing her. 
She returned his kiss, pressing her breasts against him, her hips butting
up against his hardening manhood. 

"Did you have a good walk?" he asked.

"Yes, I did.  Dinner smells wonderful.  I'll make the drinks," she said,
pulling away reluctantly.  He wore only a pair of baggy shorts and she ran
her hands over his tanned torso as she moved.  She walked into the hut
among the trees and entered, getting the juice and ice out and making their
drinks, tall cold ones with sliced fruit and a dash of rum. 

She brought the fogged glasses out and they sipped them, then kissed, thier
mouths cold from the drinks.  She smiled as him as he turned the vegetables
and fish over, putting teriyaki sauce them as he did.  She turned and
gathered the dished and silverware and set the small table in front of the
hut as he finished the barbeque. 

He put the fish and veggies on the platter and took them to the table as
she sat.  He portioned the fish and vegetables out and then sat, sharing a
silent toast with her.  They at the fish and vegetables, talking about the
day and their plans for the next, knowing what was in store for the night,
as it always was.  He looked at her top and could see her hard nipples
poking through the thin material of her top.  He thought of what they
tasted like and knew he would have them in his mouth soon. 

They finished dinner and sat on just above the tide line in old deck
chairs, their hands intertwined, as they watched the sun go down and
finished their drinks.  Finally, as the sun disappeared they stood and
walked, arms around each other, up to the darkness of the hut. 

The bedroom had large, open windows with just screens in them, allowing the
sea air to cool the room.  The large futon filled the center of the dark
room, beckoning them.  He took her in his arms, kissing her deeply, her
hands running over her body, her hands taking in his shoulders and arms,
then running down to his ass, slipping into his shorts.  She pulled them
down then, kneeling before him.

He stepped out of the shorts, smiling down at her as she stroked his rising
manhood, her hands soft.  He would feel her breath on it as she caressed
him.  Her warm, wet mouth engulfed him then and he goraned aloud as her
skillful tongue wrapped itself around it, teasing him a little as she
pulled back, just the tip of her tongue running lightly over the tender
underside of his cock.  Her hand caressed his balls as the other ran over
his thigh. 

She started sucking in earnest then, her mouth taking almost his entire
cock in with each stroke.  The sound of her mouth working on his cock,
slurping and sucking, filled the quiet room.  She stopped then, kissing his
balls. 

He lifted her up then, kissing her his hands finding the knot between her
breasts, pulling on it, undoing it.  The top fell away then, exposing her
white, soft breasts with their pink nipples.  He caressed them, pinching
her nipples gently as she gasped, and shuddered.  He knelt in front of her
then, kissing her nipples, sucking the hungrilly as she whimpered. 

"Oh, god, that feels so good," she said, her hands running through his
hair.  Her nipples tasted sweet and tender, her tits smelled just a little
of the salt spray and her own musk.  He kissed and licked their undersides,
his hands undoing her skirt and letting it drop to the floor.  His hands
ran over the incredibly soft skin of her ass, feeling her warmth. 

She sighed and pushed her hips against him as he kissed her belly and
thighs, the musk of her sex reaching his nose, a heady, potent scent of sex
and need.  His hands ran up and down her firm thighs, touching the soft,
pliant skin.  He kissed her at the top of her sex, his tongue just touching
her.  She shuddered and pushed against him, her hands pulling his head to
her as she whimpered. 

He finally succumbed to her need and parted her pussy lips with his tongue,
flicking it across her clitoris as she cried out.  First one, then two
fingers, slipped into her hot, wet slit, parting her lips as he licked her. 
His tongue worked at her as his fingers slipped in and out of her. 
Suddenly he pulled back and grabbed her and turned her toward the bed,
lowering her to it.  He knelt between her legs, spreading them wide as he
dived back into her, his tongue spreading her lips as his fingers reentered
her, making her moan and arch her back. 

Her head moved from side to side and her legs quivered as he ate her,
sending feelings up her spine amd through her belly to her tits, making her
lose track of time as he delved into her being with his tongue and hands. 
She grabbed her tits then, massaging and pinching them as her hips gyrated,
her loins on fire with her passion.  She wanted him to never stop what he
was doing, but knew it would, wanting his cock in her when she reached her
peak.

"OH, god, fuck me, please, I need you in me!" she cried out, pulling him
up.  He helped her move to the center of the bed and climbed up and over
her, looking down at her as she grabbed his hips and pulled his hard member
toward her hot cunt.  He held himself back, kissing her neck, his hands
digging into the mane of curly blond hair, his thighs spreading her legs
wide while he just rubbed his hardness against the opening to her deep, hot
insides.   She moaned and grabbed his hips, tring to make him enter her. 
He looked down at her in the dim light then and while he did he entered
her, meeting her passionate, needfull gaze with his own burning look of
desire. 

His cock slipped into her hot wetness and he groaned, pushing it in a
little at a time, pulling it out and then back in.  Finally he was all the
way in and then, holding her head in his hands he kissed her as he pressed
his cock in all the way, seeking the bottom of her love tunnel.  She
groaned through his kiss, her hands grabbing his ass and pulling him in as
his legs wrapped around his legs.  She met his thrust with her own strong
thrust, their public bones grinding together as they slowly started
fucking.  He pulled his cock only half out, then in then out, hitting her
clit with his pubic bones each time, rocking his hips to grind it into her. 
He lifted himself up then and started to fuck her faster, his cock
pistoning in and out of her hot, wet cunt, her cunt grasping and sucking at
him as he fucked her, luxuriating in the feeling of her. 

They became one organism then, their bodies melding into one creature,
their minds seemingly together as their bodies met, combined and joined. 
She arched her back, her entire being concentrating on the feeling between
their bodies, the feeling in her groin and belly taking over as she neared
her orgasm.  It was coming faster than usual, but it was intense and
incredible as it grew and overwhelmed her...  He joined in her rising
passion, feeling her heat, the shuddering in her breath, the shaking of her
legs as she neared an earthshaking orgasm. 

Finally she could not keep it back any longer and started to moan and then
scream as she came and came, her cunt wrapping around his cock, suckin on
it, willing him to cum, which he did as well, his hot, white spunk shooting
into her hot, wet cunt, filling her as she cried out and he answered her
with a groan and a shout of her name.

It took a moment for them to stop fucking but finally they were done, their
bodies spent, as they held one another and kissed a long, hungry kiss,
their juices flowing out of her together.  With a heave he climbed off of
her and fell on his back, feeling the light wind crossing him as he lay
there, his heart thudding and his breath coming in gasps.

They lay there for a time, catching their breath.  She reached over then
and grasped his hand. 

"That was great, old man," she said, whispering.

"Best one yet," he said. 

"Come one, let's wash up," she said, dragging him off the bed.  She led him
out of the hut to the beach, where they waded into the surf until the water
was to their waists, where they embrassed and kissed, letting the salt
water wash them clean as the moon reflected off of the sea, silhouetting
their bodies.