Rain (MF MF rain)

She stands at the edge of the water.  The surf reaches up the
sand just far enough to lap around her toes.  Her hair is long
and blonde, and the wind whips it around her face.  Her body
is tall and lush, large breasts and wide hips barely concealed
by a flowery bikini.  He stands close beside her, and slowly
moves his hands over her body.  He cups her breasts, his fingers
pressing into her skin, and she leans into him, her eyes closed.

"Looks like rain," Pat whispers into my ear.  She is lying beside
me on the blanket as we admire the couple by the water.  Her name
is Tanya; she is a friend of Julie, Pat's sister.  The man with
his hands on her body is Jake, Pat's favorite cousin.  They met
for the first time a few hours ago, and seem to have taken to
each other.  Behind them, a dark bank of clouds moves in from
over the ocean.  Soon it will cover the sun.

"Where's Julie?" I ask Pat.  She disappeared up the beach some
time back, saying something about being thirsty.  "Probably
fucking the hot-dog man," Pat chuckles, running her hand down my
chest and stroking my stomach.  My cock stirs.

Jake has Tanya in his arms, and they are kissing long and
hungrily, mouths open, tongues dancing together.  She moans and
bends one knee, rubbing her thigh and her pussy against his leg.
The wind hides their faces in her hair.

I put my arm around Pat, and she cuddles closer to me, still idly
stroking me with one hand.  She is wearing a red one-piece suit
that shows off her body nicely.  I slide one of the straps down
her shoulder.  She smiles and slips her hand under the waistband
of my trunks, gently squeezing my cock.  I kiss her lightly on
the mouth, and she sighs.

Tanya kisses Jake's neck, and her hands caress his back and
sides.  She slides slowly down his body, licking his nipples and
kissing his stomach.  His hands play over her hair and her
breasts.  He says something to her, but the wind tears it away
before it gets to me.  I slide Pat's strap down her arm and over
her elbow, and admire her bare breast.  She kisses my earlobe and
blows gently in my ear, humming with pleasure as I gently tweak
her nipple.

"Do you want to come in my mouth?" she whispers, singsong, in my
ear, "Do you want to come in my cunt?  Do you want to come in my
hungry ass?  Do you want to come between my tits?"  She strokes
my cock very lightly, almost imperceptibly, with her fingers.
I growl deep down in my throat, and squeeze her breast, glorying
in the feel of her skin.

Tanya is kneeling in front of Jake, pressing his erect penis
through his trunks.  Then she hooks her fingers under the
waistband and slides them slowly down his thighs.  His cock,
long and thick and pale, springs out into the air.  She wraps
one hand around it and begins to stroke, her other hand playing
with his balls.  He throws his head back and shouts for joy; a
large wave crashes on the beach, and cold salt water sprays over
their bodies.

Pat stands up for a moment, and slips out of her suit.  Her
breasts are big and firm, nipples erect with excitment and the
wind.  Her stomach is smooth and almost flat; the hair at her
pussy is fine and soft.  She puts the suit down and lowers
herself onto me, her breasts against my chest, her head by my
shoulder.  Trapped inside my trunks, my cock struggles to get
to her.  She chuckles and rocks her hips, rubbing her mons
and pussy against me.  I kiss her neck.

Tanya takes Jake's long cock into her mouth; it stretches her
lips and fills her throat.  As she sucks, it gets harder and
longer and thicker.  She has one hand between her legs, rubbing
herself as she moves her head rhythmically back and forth.  The
clouds move over the sun, and suddenly the beach is dim and grey.
A seagull screams somewhere down the sand.  Still no sign of
Julie.  I lift Pat's head from my shoulder and kiss her lightly,
mouth closed, lips just pressing softly against lips.  I feel
her naked body shudder slightly, with cold or passion.  She
presses her mouth firmly against mine and opens her lips.  I
close my eyes and move my palms down over the marvelous curves
of her back and her ass.

Now Jake is kneeling on the sand with Tanya.  He takes her head
in his hands and kisses her, mouth open and tongue thrusting.
She moans again.  He undoes the top of her bikini and slips it
off of her.  Her breasts are large and heavy.  He takes them in
his hands and plays with the nipples as they kiss.  She stands
up, and he slides the panties off her legs.  Now they are both
naked on the sand, his cock huge and erect, shiny with her
saliva, her nipples taut, their eyes both hot and happy, seeing
nothing but each other.  The tide is going out, the clouds are
still moving in.  Pat's tongue is in my mouth, her hips press
ardently against me.

Jake stretches out on his back on the sand, and draws Tanya
down over him.  She spreads her legs wide and kisses him, his
cock rubbing up and down the outside of her slit.  She moves up
and down over him, keeping him outside, wetting his staff with
the warm juices of her cunt.  He licks and sucks at her breasts.
She reaches one hand between her legs and slowly presses the
head of his cock in between her pussy lips.  As he enters her,
her mouth opens wide, in joy or pain, and her eyes close.

Pat rolls off of me to watch their coupling.  She slides my
trunks down and off of me, and tosses them on top of her suit
where it lies on the blanket.  Tanya is moaning loudly and
rhythmically as Jake's enormous cock penetrates her.  Jake has
his hands on her lovely ass, and he squeezes her as she strains
to take him all inside her.  They move together on the sand;
with each stroke, he enters her more deeply.  He closes his eyes
and throws back his head as he fucks her; she laughs between
gasps, and kisses his neck.

"Isn't that lovely?" Pat whispers again in my ear, pressing my
naked body with her hands, throwing one long tan leg over me.
"Wouldn't you like to do that to me?  Wouldn't you like to bury
your cock in me?"  Her breath is warm, her lips soft on my neck.
I take her by the shoulders and roll her onto her back.  She
spreads her thighs apart.  Jake and Tanya's ecstatic moans fill
the air.  A cold gust of wind shoots past, and I feel light
drops of water on my back.  Rain.

I rub my fingers over Pat's pussy, and feel the warm wetness
there.  She gently caresses my back and my legs.  I kiss her
mouth and her breasts, and slide my cock over her slit.  "Ah!"
she sighs, "you men always want to be on top."  I grin, "One
of those dominance things," I reply, as I slide inside her.

The rain falls gentle and cold as we fuck on the blanket.  Jake
and Tanya have collapsed in each other's arms, both spent and
sated.  Pat's hips move under me, and my cock slides easily in
and out of her eager open cunt.  Her arms are around me.  "Oh,
God, oh fuck me deeper, fuck me harder, oh YEAH!"  I feel her
inner walls contract lovingly around my staff, and I thrust more
deeply.  She is coming, in long waves of moaning pleasure.  I
smile, and pick up the pace, and she gasps as the orgasm crashes
over her.  My cock is achingly hard, and I can feel the cum
gathering in my balls.  Now I stroke more slowly, and she rakes
her fingernails gently down my back.  In and out and in and out,
and she kisses my face hotly as the cool rain falls on us.
She comes again as I burst inside her, incredible explosions
of pleasure jerking the cum from my cock, filling the darkness
of her pussy with hot white semen.  I lower myself onto her and
she kisses me, her mouth smiling and her eyes joyful.  We both
shudder with aftershock.  She pulls a spare blanket over us; our
naked bodies are chilly and goosebumped, slippery and warm with
the juices of love.

Julie comes strolling over the sand holding a soda, a beautiful
nineteen-year-old in a blue bikini.  She looks at Jake and Tanya
slowly getting up from the sand, the rain washing away the grains
that cling to their bodies, at Pat and me cuddling naked under
the blanket.  She sits down with a thump.

"Well!" she says, pouting, "Looks like I missed all the fun."