Beach man meets Floortje
When I turned fifty-eight I was able to take early retirement and resolved to enjoy nature more, especially the Dutch North Sea beach. Always when I am there and I look out over the infinite-seeming sea a peace comes over me that teaches me to put all problems into perspective.
So I bought a small beach cabana on the beach at Bergen aan Zee: a wooden hut, no bigger than 16 m2. It fitted a single bed and a closet to store things plus a space to hang out wet clothes. From then on, I was there maybe five days a week. Sometimes I stayed there overnight, but not too often. Every morning I invariably woke up at six and was the first to go into the sea. Since there is no one on the beach, I do so stark naked. And even if someone walks by... no one is surprised at this early hour these days to see a naked old man bathing in the surf. After fifteen minutes, I get out, dry off quickly, put on my swimming trunks and then start my yoga exercises right at the waterline.
This is what the start of my day usually looks like. One morning I got out of the water again stark naked and noticed that a little further on, I don't think more than 40 yards away, a young woman was undressing to go swimming as well. It was 6:30 in the morning. "Hey," I thought, "a kindred spirit." Now I did often discern swimmers at this time of day, and also nude swimmers, but on such an infinitely long, empty beach, you always keep out of some sort of respect for each other's privacy. The young woman undressed completely and I could see from this distance that she had a nice, tight body with small breasts and a shaved pussy. Without hesitation she entered the water and at the first wave she dived under. Just before that, our steely gazes had met several times.
I began my yoga exercises and because I am always very concentrated then, I lose all attention to the here and now, and find myself completely inside myself. So I had completely forgotten about this beautiful apparition the moment I finished my yoga exercises. I then always come out of a light trance and tried to regain some grounding as I walked back to my cabana. When I looked back across the beach from there, there was no one to be seen. Apparently the young woman had also gone home and I forgot the whole incident.
It was a hot day and the beach was filling up nicely from ten o'clock so for me too it was time to go back home. Too crowded for me all those people. At home I took it easy, took a nice long shower and sat on the couch watching some good porn. Usually I watch lesbian clips by Abby Winters. In those, the women are still so wonderfully natural: no or little makeup and totally themselves. If they want to keep their pubic hair, they don't have to remove it, and if they like it bald, that's okay too. I lay naked on the sofa with a clean sheet around me. I did not cum. I make it a sport to postpone it as long as possible. At my age it always takes longer before you get horny again and I just love to be horny all day long. Then my dick is always half hard and you only have to touch it for a moment or it comes out at full strength.
But a video of two girls fucking in the countryside in a place where they could be spotted was driving me crazy. You could just see the cyclists riding by. The pre-cum around my glans had already left thick blobs on the sheet. Time to stop because I just wanted to stay horny for the rest of the day. And so, in the afternoon, I walked through the supermarket in my boxers (with no underpants) for my groceries while my half-hard cock kept giving teasing nudges against the inside of the boxer, causing it to bulge a little at times. I then hoped someone saw that.
In the evening I looked for a nice movie on Netflix, but I fell asleep on the couch and woke up at the credits with a full erection in my pants. Time to go to bed I thought, because early tomorrow the beach beckons again.
It was still dark when I left but it was already a little lighter when I arrived at my cabana. I followed the same routine as every day, took my dip in the sea, stayed for 15 minutes swimming and did my yoga exercises. While I was doing that, someone came walking into the sea behind me and passed me at less than five meters. It was the young woman I had seen yesterday morning. She was naked. I did not see her until she had walked past me and was already standing with her feet in the water. From behind, she was even more beautiful than I had imagined. I only now saw for the first time her beautiful full buttocks and not too wide hips, just the right proportions.
"WTF" I thought, the whole beach is empty and she's getting so close. Looking behind me I saw a small pile of clothes less than ten meters away. Like a dolphin she dove into the first wave and I saw how her buttocks curved before disappearing into the water. "It can't be otherwise or she must want something from me" I thought immediately. But I didn't have to walk around with that thought for long because with a scream she ran out of the water. I could already see what had happened: she had probably been bitten by one or more jellyfish. The red marks were all over her right thigh. Groaning, she remained standing in the surf at such a close distance from me that I had no choice but to run to her and calm her down.
Her long brown hair was wet from the sea and hung in strands stuck down her neck and partly over her face. Her tits were tight with the nipples hard forward, underneath a tight belly and nice round hips between which the tight slit of her pussy held her lips together stiffly.
"Calm down girl, it's just a jellyfish bite" I told her. She didn't even try to cover her body while I just had my shorts on. "But it burns so terribly" she almost cried. "Just walk with me to the cabana" I said, "I have a good ointment for that". And that was true, because I myself had been stung by a jellyfish more than once, so I always had something on hand against that. The girl walked with me half trembling and shivering. It wasn't too hot this early in the morning either, and the sun wasn't even coming over the edge of the dunes yet.
At the cabana, I grabbed the tube of Azaron. "Please point out to me where you got stung everywhere," I indicated, to which the girl immediately parted her legs. I could now reach the inside of her thighs well saw that she had stretch marks all the way down to her groin area. "Maybe you better smear it on yourself" I offered. "Will you do it for me?" she almost begged me. I almost began to think that she had gotten that jellyfish bite on purpose. But when I looked closer, I didn't see anywhere the little stinging cells that should normally be there. I only saw the stretch marks. But they could have been inflicted in some other way.
"Could it sometimes be that you did this to yourself?" I asked her. "How so?" it came back. "Well I recognize a jellyfish bite very well, but if this is a jellyfish bite, then I am the pope" I returned. "These look more like the welts of a belt or whip to me. I miss the little nettles a jellyfish always leaves behind".
That's when the girl broke down. Her face ran fire-red and tears welled up in her eyes. "Why do you see everything, too?" She exclaimed. "Why do you always see through everything?"
"Always?" asked I, "I've only just met you." "Well, grown people in general then" she brought out sobbing.
This girl clearly had daddy issues. I estimated she was no older than 22 and here she was, sobbing and all in my cabana. I offered her to sit in my rocking chair, which she did, and threw her an ikat, one of the cloths I had bought during my travels through Indonesia. The ikat was large enough to cover her entire body. Yet she carelessly slapped it over her lap, so that her delicious titties were still happily looking around.
"Tea?" I asked. Without waiting for her answer, I walked over to my kettle and poured a glass of steaming hot water and dipped a bag of earl grey tea into it. She accepted it with both hands and held the hot glass under her chin with her elbows pressed against her stomach.
"What do you do here all day?" she finally asked. I told her a little bit about my life and that I come to the beach for my yoga and, well, as I explained above. "Have you sometimes been observing me recently?" I asked her. Her confession came at lightning speed, completely and unexpectedly. "I first saw you here a few days back. Naked. I have long been attracted to men much older than me. I never knew my father. I am attracted to men like you - men who make me feel like they can help and protect me. Men who calm me down. I saw you come out of the sea naked. I saw your wild hair, gray and brown intermingled. Your body hair. I didn't dare come closer at first. I get shy of men like you. Yesterday I made a plan. I wanted to show myself and went swimming naked. Not far from you. But you didn't see me or just looked over me. I felt ignored. Neglected. Laid at home crying on my bed. Last night I went back to the beach. From the top of the dune I sat on the lookout until you came by. I hid at first. Then I got the idea of averting a jellyfish bite. First I hit myself a few times on the inside of my thighs. Later again but with a strap. I don't know what was wrong with me, had a haze before my eyes. The rest you know."
For a very long time I was silent. The girl was also silent.
"What is your name?" I asked. "Flora" said the girl, "Or Floortje, whatever you like."
Somehow it wound me up that she addressed me with "you." Otherwise I immediately say something about that, but I caught myself not correcting her. Every time she addressed me this way I felt a slight throbbing in the stem of my cock, just below the glans.
"I could have easily been your father, Floortje," I returned.
"If only I were," she said.
"Do you want to stay here a little longer? Then go get your clothes off the beach because soon you'll lose them. Soon the tide will come in again," I said to Floortje, setting the empty tea glass on the ground beside her. She nodded, stood up and I watched her walk to her pile of clothes. Again those beautiful buttocks that I couldn't take my eyes off.
"I'm not in a relationship and I'd like to keep it that way" I indicated when she returned. She had not bothered to (partially) get dressed again. "If I do something you don't want, you should say so immediately."
Without further words to her, I began stroking her gently through her hair with one hand and with the fingertips of my other hand I gently moved up and down her left arm a few times. Our fingers found each other and became intertwined. I turned her around so that she had her back to me and thus could not see where my hands were going. For a moment my fingers went along her waist and from front to back they slid down the sides of her hips. I still had my boxers on and when she moved her ass slightly backwards my hips naturally moved forward a little. I don't think she felt the tip of my throbbing glans, but she did feel the fabric of my boxers that must have touched her bare buttocks just for a moment.
I blew out my warm breath through her hair at the level of her neck. Then I gave a little tug on her shoulder, bringing us face to face again. This time a lot closer. Within ten inches, our noses touched. I could feel her hot breath coming out of her mouth. There was a sweet smell coming from her mouth. With the knuckles of my index finger I traced a trail of her breath down between her breasts to her navel. Her nipples now stood proudly forward and taut.
"You'd like to have a daddy, wouldn't you?"
"Yah.... " gaspedoortje.
"A daddy with benefits? A daddy for sex?"
"Nnje ... nja...jaaah" came back again.
At that moment I unexpectedly pulled on a nipple with my thumb and forefinger and didn't let go right away. Instead, I twisted it a few times, which caused a shock in Floortje. She felt the sensation, the pain, but also the pleasure, which immediately took over when I let the nipple recoil with a jerk.
Now the tip of my index finger went along the underside of her lip.
My hand went down. I curved my middle finger and index finger and went over her bare pussy with the tips of my fingers. For a moment, my fingertips touched her labia, which seemed somewhat glued together. A new shudder went through Flora.
"Flora. That's what I prefer to call you" I said.
Once more the two fingers went down. After I moistened them with some spit. This time they really caressed her lips and traced a trail across her vulva to just below her navel.
"So do you want to fuck this old man?" I asked now in a slightly raised voice, bringing my mouth close to hers.
"Ya" whispered Flora.
"I can't hear you!" I said and quickly and unexpectedly squeezed both her titties.
"Yaa, I want to fuck you!" moaned out Flora now in a hoarse voice.
"I love your beautiful brown hair" I said and went with my mouth to her right ear, which I licked off and then took all the way into my mouth while my tongue went back and forth in her auricle. She felt my warm breath going throughout her ear.
"Will you do everything I ask of you?" I whispered into her ear, placing a hand behind her neck. Then I squatted down and spread her sticky labia apart with two fingers. Just a tiny bit. The tip of my index finger swept between the lips from back to front. sometimes slowly and sometimes faster and now back and forth, the first phalanx going in slightly. This went without effort, as moist as she was already there. On the last stroke some drops of pussy fluid fell to the floor.
And while I was fingering her like this between her labia, I slowly stood up, I kept fingering her, the fingers of my other hand made steps up over her tight, somewhat jerky belly, and with my chin I came along the underside of her breast, touched her nipple with my lower lip and briefly sucked on it, after which I was face to face again with my sweet treasure.
The fingering didn't stop, shallow, stimulating her clit to the fullest that way.
Our soaking wet mouths found each other in an intoxicating tongue kiss, with drops of our combined saliva falling onto Flora's breasts and onto my belly. Flora's hips now began to move wilder and wilder, and her screams grew louder and came from deeper in her throat. With a jolt Flora came, very briefly, very forcefully and although she still tried to cling to me she sank through her knees from sheer surrender.
There she sat, with her ass on her heels, still slightly after-shuddering, on the floor in front of me. Slowly she opened her eyes to me and looked at me with dog-like eyes. Begging. "May I take your penis inside me?" she asked in a soft, husky voice.
The cock she was talking about gave a few more taps due to the extra blood that was rushing through my veins that way because of this sight of this horny girl and had by now reached war strength as a result. With a simple nod of my head I agreed and with a short tug she pulled my shorts off my ass. As she did so she raised herself slightly so that her head was at the level of my crotch. My cock was now standing straight and defiantly forward. Flora gave some kisses on the rod and on my glans with her wet lips, then her soaking wet mouth took in the whole thing.
With long, greedy but at the same time controlled strokes, she began to suck my cock while her hands rested on my buttocks, occasionally squeezing them firmly. I pressed her head closer to me so that my cock could be swallowed whole by her.
This shouldn't go on too long I felt, so after a few minutes I withdrew from her mouth. I led her to my bed and commanded her to lie on her back, which she refused. "Don't you like my buttocks then?" she asked defiantly, lying on her stomach. Her ass swung back and forth defiantly and her hips made little fucking movements on the bed. Because she had spread her legs a bit apart, I could see her moist and now quite swollen pink labia shining in the scarce light.
On my knees I sat down behind her and massaged her creamy buttocks. Flora's buttocks were quite firm but not large, with a deep buttock cleft, between which her anus was hidden. Playfully, with a wet finger, I traced a trail from the top down to her soaking wet pussy. With my fingers I collected some moisture there and gently smeared it over her starlet. I then massaged her buttocks vigorously while occasionally tapping them gently but decisively.
Meanwhile I massaged my fuck rod which was still wet from Flora's drool and reached for a packet of condoms under the bed. When Flora saw what I was doing, she snatched it out of my hands and threw it on the floor. "I want to feel the flesh of your cock sliding against my pussy walls" she commanded me. To which I no longer hesitated and pressed the tip of my glans against the outside of her labia. These parted naturally and I slid into her delicious warmth from behind. My cock was swallowed by Flora's infinitely deep vagina, which closed around my cock and sucked it further inside. I made short fucking strokes, which soon turned into longer and longer strokes, each time feeling like I was entering her even deeper. Flora began to moan very softly, but it became louder and louder.
"Go ahead bitch" I whispered loudly in her ear. "Just scream it out and let yourself go, there's no one around." This advice the girl took to heart and it wasn't long before she was moaning interrupted by short high-pitched screams. By now she was in doggie position, allowing me to reach her tight titties with my hands. While fucking, it was fine playing with her rock-hard nipples. When I felt the hot seed bubbling up in my balls, I pulled out of her, pulled her ass a bit apart and smeared my dripping wet glans on her starlet, which had been hidden from me all this time between those full buttocks.
I pushed the girl a little further on the bed and laid her on her side. I crawled past her and lay down against her in the opposite position, with my head between her thighs. She knew right away what the intention was, because there she was already taking my throbbing penis back into her mouth. And so we lay sixty-nine deliciously intertwined on our sides. Her sweaty thighs clasped my head. I began to lick that supple wet slit. First over her lips from her clit to the area between her pussy and her anus. And back again like that. Then I entered with a finger, which, once inside her pussy, I curved slightly, looking for the g-spot. At the same time, I stroked the girl's clitoris with my tongue. Followed a moment later by sabbing and sucking on it with my lips.
By the murmur in my balls I felt that my seed was now really getting ready to leave my body. "Where do you want to be squirted?" I asked Flora. "In my moooond" she moaned. At the same time I noticed that I had managed to hit her g-spot, because she began to breathe harder and harder and her ass was making increasingly fierce fucking movements. My face was soaking wet with her horniness. My tongue flashed over the bare pussy more and more fiercely. I was intoxicated by the sweet taste coming from her wet pussy. The smell of strawberries and oysters mixed together.
As the girl shockingly came to her orgasm she continued to suck my cock, which she had pulled all the way inside her mouth again. Warm waves of cum sprayed into her mouth and disappeared down her throat. I heard her swallowing and sucking sounds. She wanted to scream out in pleasure the moment she ejaculated herself and her little body spasmed all over, but she didn't until she let my cock slide out of her mouth. Another small wave of seed came out, which she smeared all over her breasts.
Flora let herself turn on her stomach, her body shiny with sweat and her thighs wet with her own horniness. Between her legs I could see the swollen labia shining in the scarce light. The sight of her delicious ass with its perfect curves made my erection not disappear immediately, so horny was this image. I crawled behind her for a moment more, between her legs, to lick her pussy clean. As a result, she began to tremble slightly. I saw that she was getting cold, so I grabbed the cotton comforter and put it over her. I put on a T-shirt and went to make tea while my cock was still dripping a little on the wooden floor. Only then do I see her. Around the corner from the door of my cabana stands a blond girl in a red bikini with one hand in her shorts....
So I bought a small beach cabana on the beach at Bergen aan Zee: a wooden hut, no bigger than 16 m2. It fitted a single bed and a closet to store things plus a space to hang out wet clothes. From then on, I was there maybe five days a week. Sometimes I stayed there overnight, but not too often. Every morning I invariably woke up at six and was the first to go into the sea. Since there is no one on the beach, I do so stark naked. And even if someone walks by... no one is surprised at this early hour these days to see a naked old man bathing in the surf. After fifteen minutes, I get out, dry off quickly, put on my swimming trunks and then start my yoga exercises right at the waterline.
This is what the start of my day usually looks like. One morning I got out of the water again stark naked and noticed that a little further on, I don't think more than 40 yards away, a young woman was undressing to go swimming as well. It was 6:30 in the morning. "Hey," I thought, "a kindred spirit." Now I did often discern swimmers at this time of day, and also nude swimmers, but on such an infinitely long, empty beach, you always keep out of some sort of respect for each other's privacy. The young woman undressed completely and I could see from this distance that she had a nice, tight body with small breasts and a shaved pussy. Without hesitation she entered the water and at the first wave she dived under. Just before that, our steely gazes had met several times.
I began my yoga exercises and because I am always very concentrated then, I lose all attention to the here and now, and find myself completely inside myself. So I had completely forgotten about this beautiful apparition the moment I finished my yoga exercises. I then always come out of a light trance and tried to regain some grounding as I walked back to my cabana. When I looked back across the beach from there, there was no one to be seen. Apparently the young woman had also gone home and I forgot the whole incident.
It was a hot day and the beach was filling up nicely from ten o'clock so for me too it was time to go back home. Too crowded for me all those people. At home I took it easy, took a nice long shower and sat on the couch watching some good porn. Usually I watch lesbian clips by Abby Winters. In those, the women are still so wonderfully natural: no or little makeup and totally themselves. If they want to keep their pubic hair, they don't have to remove it, and if they like it bald, that's okay too. I lay naked on the sofa with a clean sheet around me. I did not cum. I make it a sport to postpone it as long as possible. At my age it always takes longer before you get horny again and I just love to be horny all day long. Then my dick is always half hard and you only have to touch it for a moment or it comes out at full strength.
But a video of two girls fucking in the countryside in a place where they could be spotted was driving me crazy. You could just see the cyclists riding by. The pre-cum around my glans had already left thick blobs on the sheet. Time to stop because I just wanted to stay horny for the rest of the day. And so, in the afternoon, I walked through the supermarket in my boxers (with no underpants) for my groceries while my half-hard cock kept giving teasing nudges against the inside of the boxer, causing it to bulge a little at times. I then hoped someone saw that.
In the evening I looked for a nice movie on Netflix, but I fell asleep on the couch and woke up at the credits with a full erection in my pants. Time to go to bed I thought, because early tomorrow the beach beckons again.
It was still dark when I left but it was already a little lighter when I arrived at my cabana. I followed the same routine as every day, took my dip in the sea, stayed for 15 minutes swimming and did my yoga exercises. While I was doing that, someone came walking into the sea behind me and passed me at less than five meters. It was the young woman I had seen yesterday morning. She was naked. I did not see her until she had walked past me and was already standing with her feet in the water. From behind, she was even more beautiful than I had imagined. I only now saw for the first time her beautiful full buttocks and not too wide hips, just the right proportions.
"WTF" I thought, the whole beach is empty and she's getting so close. Looking behind me I saw a small pile of clothes less than ten meters away. Like a dolphin she dove into the first wave and I saw how her buttocks curved before disappearing into the water. "It can't be otherwise or she must want something from me" I thought immediately. But I didn't have to walk around with that thought for long because with a scream she ran out of the water. I could already see what had happened: she had probably been bitten by one or more jellyfish. The red marks were all over her right thigh. Groaning, she remained standing in the surf at such a close distance from me that I had no choice but to run to her and calm her down.
Her long brown hair was wet from the sea and hung in strands stuck down her neck and partly over her face. Her tits were tight with the nipples hard forward, underneath a tight belly and nice round hips between which the tight slit of her pussy held her lips together stiffly.
"Calm down girl, it's just a jellyfish bite" I told her. She didn't even try to cover her body while I just had my shorts on. "But it burns so terribly" she almost cried. "Just walk with me to the cabana" I said, "I have a good ointment for that". And that was true, because I myself had been stung by a jellyfish more than once, so I always had something on hand against that. The girl walked with me half trembling and shivering. It wasn't too hot this early in the morning either, and the sun wasn't even coming over the edge of the dunes yet.
At the cabana, I grabbed the tube of Azaron. "Please point out to me where you got stung everywhere," I indicated, to which the girl immediately parted her legs. I could now reach the inside of her thighs well saw that she had stretch marks all the way down to her groin area. "Maybe you better smear it on yourself" I offered. "Will you do it for me?" she almost begged me. I almost began to think that she had gotten that jellyfish bite on purpose. But when I looked closer, I didn't see anywhere the little stinging cells that should normally be there. I only saw the stretch marks. But they could have been inflicted in some other way.
"Could it sometimes be that you did this to yourself?" I asked her. "How so?" it came back. "Well I recognize a jellyfish bite very well, but if this is a jellyfish bite, then I am the pope" I returned. "These look more like the welts of a belt or whip to me. I miss the little nettles a jellyfish always leaves behind".
That's when the girl broke down. Her face ran fire-red and tears welled up in her eyes. "Why do you see everything, too?" She exclaimed. "Why do you always see through everything?"
"Always?" asked I, "I've only just met you." "Well, grown people in general then" she brought out sobbing.
This girl clearly had daddy issues. I estimated she was no older than 22 and here she was, sobbing and all in my cabana. I offered her to sit in my rocking chair, which she did, and threw her an ikat, one of the cloths I had bought during my travels through Indonesia. The ikat was large enough to cover her entire body. Yet she carelessly slapped it over her lap, so that her delicious titties were still happily looking around.
"Tea?" I asked. Without waiting for her answer, I walked over to my kettle and poured a glass of steaming hot water and dipped a bag of earl grey tea into it. She accepted it with both hands and held the hot glass under her chin with her elbows pressed against her stomach.
"What do you do here all day?" she finally asked. I told her a little bit about my life and that I come to the beach for my yoga and, well, as I explained above. "Have you sometimes been observing me recently?" I asked her. Her confession came at lightning speed, completely and unexpectedly. "I first saw you here a few days back. Naked. I have long been attracted to men much older than me. I never knew my father. I am attracted to men like you - men who make me feel like they can help and protect me. Men who calm me down. I saw you come out of the sea naked. I saw your wild hair, gray and brown intermingled. Your body hair. I didn't dare come closer at first. I get shy of men like you. Yesterday I made a plan. I wanted to show myself and went swimming naked. Not far from you. But you didn't see me or just looked over me. I felt ignored. Neglected. Laid at home crying on my bed. Last night I went back to the beach. From the top of the dune I sat on the lookout until you came by. I hid at first. Then I got the idea of averting a jellyfish bite. First I hit myself a few times on the inside of my thighs. Later again but with a strap. I don't know what was wrong with me, had a haze before my eyes. The rest you know."
For a very long time I was silent. The girl was also silent.
"What is your name?" I asked. "Flora" said the girl, "Or Floortje, whatever you like."
Somehow it wound me up that she addressed me with "you." Otherwise I immediately say something about that, but I caught myself not correcting her. Every time she addressed me this way I felt a slight throbbing in the stem of my cock, just below the glans.
"I could have easily been your father, Floortje," I returned.
"If only I were," she said.
"Do you want to stay here a little longer? Then go get your clothes off the beach because soon you'll lose them. Soon the tide will come in again," I said to Floortje, setting the empty tea glass on the ground beside her. She nodded, stood up and I watched her walk to her pile of clothes. Again those beautiful buttocks that I couldn't take my eyes off.
"I'm not in a relationship and I'd like to keep it that way" I indicated when she returned. She had not bothered to (partially) get dressed again. "If I do something you don't want, you should say so immediately."
Without further words to her, I began stroking her gently through her hair with one hand and with the fingertips of my other hand I gently moved up and down her left arm a few times. Our fingers found each other and became intertwined. I turned her around so that she had her back to me and thus could not see where my hands were going. For a moment my fingers went along her waist and from front to back they slid down the sides of her hips. I still had my boxers on and when she moved her ass slightly backwards my hips naturally moved forward a little. I don't think she felt the tip of my throbbing glans, but she did feel the fabric of my boxers that must have touched her bare buttocks just for a moment.
I blew out my warm breath through her hair at the level of her neck. Then I gave a little tug on her shoulder, bringing us face to face again. This time a lot closer. Within ten inches, our noses touched. I could feel her hot breath coming out of her mouth. There was a sweet smell coming from her mouth. With the knuckles of my index finger I traced a trail of her breath down between her breasts to her navel. Her nipples now stood proudly forward and taut.
"You'd like to have a daddy, wouldn't you?"
"Yah.... " gaspedoortje.
"A daddy with benefits? A daddy for sex?"
"Nnje ... nja...jaaah" came back again.
At that moment I unexpectedly pulled on a nipple with my thumb and forefinger and didn't let go right away. Instead, I twisted it a few times, which caused a shock in Floortje. She felt the sensation, the pain, but also the pleasure, which immediately took over when I let the nipple recoil with a jerk.
Now the tip of my index finger went along the underside of her lip.
My hand went down. I curved my middle finger and index finger and went over her bare pussy with the tips of my fingers. For a moment, my fingertips touched her labia, which seemed somewhat glued together. A new shudder went through Flora.
"Flora. That's what I prefer to call you" I said.
Once more the two fingers went down. After I moistened them with some spit. This time they really caressed her lips and traced a trail across her vulva to just below her navel.
"So do you want to fuck this old man?" I asked now in a slightly raised voice, bringing my mouth close to hers.
"Ya" whispered Flora.
"I can't hear you!" I said and quickly and unexpectedly squeezed both her titties.
"Yaa, I want to fuck you!" moaned out Flora now in a hoarse voice.
"I love your beautiful brown hair" I said and went with my mouth to her right ear, which I licked off and then took all the way into my mouth while my tongue went back and forth in her auricle. She felt my warm breath going throughout her ear.
"Will you do everything I ask of you?" I whispered into her ear, placing a hand behind her neck. Then I squatted down and spread her sticky labia apart with two fingers. Just a tiny bit. The tip of my index finger swept between the lips from back to front. sometimes slowly and sometimes faster and now back and forth, the first phalanx going in slightly. This went without effort, as moist as she was already there. On the last stroke some drops of pussy fluid fell to the floor.
And while I was fingering her like this between her labia, I slowly stood up, I kept fingering her, the fingers of my other hand made steps up over her tight, somewhat jerky belly, and with my chin I came along the underside of her breast, touched her nipple with my lower lip and briefly sucked on it, after which I was face to face again with my sweet treasure.
The fingering didn't stop, shallow, stimulating her clit to the fullest that way.
Our soaking wet mouths found each other in an intoxicating tongue kiss, with drops of our combined saliva falling onto Flora's breasts and onto my belly. Flora's hips now began to move wilder and wilder, and her screams grew louder and came from deeper in her throat. With a jolt Flora came, very briefly, very forcefully and although she still tried to cling to me she sank through her knees from sheer surrender.
There she sat, with her ass on her heels, still slightly after-shuddering, on the floor in front of me. Slowly she opened her eyes to me and looked at me with dog-like eyes. Begging. "May I take your penis inside me?" she asked in a soft, husky voice.
The cock she was talking about gave a few more taps due to the extra blood that was rushing through my veins that way because of this sight of this horny girl and had by now reached war strength as a result. With a simple nod of my head I agreed and with a short tug she pulled my shorts off my ass. As she did so she raised herself slightly so that her head was at the level of my crotch. My cock was now standing straight and defiantly forward. Flora gave some kisses on the rod and on my glans with her wet lips, then her soaking wet mouth took in the whole thing.
With long, greedy but at the same time controlled strokes, she began to suck my cock while her hands rested on my buttocks, occasionally squeezing them firmly. I pressed her head closer to me so that my cock could be swallowed whole by her.
This shouldn't go on too long I felt, so after a few minutes I withdrew from her mouth. I led her to my bed and commanded her to lie on her back, which she refused. "Don't you like my buttocks then?" she asked defiantly, lying on her stomach. Her ass swung back and forth defiantly and her hips made little fucking movements on the bed. Because she had spread her legs a bit apart, I could see her moist and now quite swollen pink labia shining in the scarce light.
On my knees I sat down behind her and massaged her creamy buttocks. Flora's buttocks were quite firm but not large, with a deep buttock cleft, between which her anus was hidden. Playfully, with a wet finger, I traced a trail from the top down to her soaking wet pussy. With my fingers I collected some moisture there and gently smeared it over her starlet. I then massaged her buttocks vigorously while occasionally tapping them gently but decisively.
Meanwhile I massaged my fuck rod which was still wet from Flora's drool and reached for a packet of condoms under the bed. When Flora saw what I was doing, she snatched it out of my hands and threw it on the floor. "I want to feel the flesh of your cock sliding against my pussy walls" she commanded me. To which I no longer hesitated and pressed the tip of my glans against the outside of her labia. These parted naturally and I slid into her delicious warmth from behind. My cock was swallowed by Flora's infinitely deep vagina, which closed around my cock and sucked it further inside. I made short fucking strokes, which soon turned into longer and longer strokes, each time feeling like I was entering her even deeper. Flora began to moan very softly, but it became louder and louder.
"Go ahead bitch" I whispered loudly in her ear. "Just scream it out and let yourself go, there's no one around." This advice the girl took to heart and it wasn't long before she was moaning interrupted by short high-pitched screams. By now she was in doggie position, allowing me to reach her tight titties with my hands. While fucking, it was fine playing with her rock-hard nipples. When I felt the hot seed bubbling up in my balls, I pulled out of her, pulled her ass a bit apart and smeared my dripping wet glans on her starlet, which had been hidden from me all this time between those full buttocks.
I pushed the girl a little further on the bed and laid her on her side. I crawled past her and lay down against her in the opposite position, with my head between her thighs. She knew right away what the intention was, because there she was already taking my throbbing penis back into her mouth. And so we lay sixty-nine deliciously intertwined on our sides. Her sweaty thighs clasped my head. I began to lick that supple wet slit. First over her lips from her clit to the area between her pussy and her anus. And back again like that. Then I entered with a finger, which, once inside her pussy, I curved slightly, looking for the g-spot. At the same time, I stroked the girl's clitoris with my tongue. Followed a moment later by sabbing and sucking on it with my lips.
By the murmur in my balls I felt that my seed was now really getting ready to leave my body. "Where do you want to be squirted?" I asked Flora. "In my moooond" she moaned. At the same time I noticed that I had managed to hit her g-spot, because she began to breathe harder and harder and her ass was making increasingly fierce fucking movements. My face was soaking wet with her horniness. My tongue flashed over the bare pussy more and more fiercely. I was intoxicated by the sweet taste coming from her wet pussy. The smell of strawberries and oysters mixed together.
As the girl shockingly came to her orgasm she continued to suck my cock, which she had pulled all the way inside her mouth again. Warm waves of cum sprayed into her mouth and disappeared down her throat. I heard her swallowing and sucking sounds. She wanted to scream out in pleasure the moment she ejaculated herself and her little body spasmed all over, but she didn't until she let my cock slide out of her mouth. Another small wave of seed came out, which she smeared all over her breasts.
Flora let herself turn on her stomach, her body shiny with sweat and her thighs wet with her own horniness. Between her legs I could see the swollen labia shining in the scarce light. The sight of her delicious ass with its perfect curves made my erection not disappear immediately, so horny was this image. I crawled behind her for a moment more, between her legs, to lick her pussy clean. As a result, she began to tremble slightly. I saw that she was getting cold, so I grabbed the cotton comforter and put it over her. I put on a T-shirt and went to make tea while my cock was still dripping a little on the wooden floor. Only then do I see her. Around the corner from the door of my cabana stands a blond girl in a red bikini with one hand in her shorts....
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