Dana Bumpett - Time out for sex!

"Chuck, I've got the message," she told him, trying to appear calm and not let him know her body was screaming for him to take her anyway he wanted her right here, right now, "but I haven't made up my mind just yet. Let me think about it tonight, all right. I'll let you know for sure tomorrow, I promise."

"Okay," he replied, smiling sweetly at her. "I know this is probably a tough decision for you. See you bright and early. Have a nice walk."

As she had expected, he wasn't bitterly disappointed. He wanted her, that was a definite fact, but she was also smart enough to know that if he couldn't have her, that didn't mean he would have to go without a woman tonight. The lobbies and bars of all the hotels were filled to overflowing with attractive young ladies sitting alone, obviously willing to sell their services to those with the money. Dana knew she would hardly be out of the hotel before he had a companion for the evening, so she didn't worry too much about the situation.

The beach was lovely, the sun just starting to set, and Dana took off her sandals to walk barefoot in the water. It wasn't long before she heard someone approaching from behind and turned to look. The guy was about her own age, broad-shouldered, his skin bronzed by the constant exposure to sunlight. Dana thought he was just about the most attractive man she had ever seen in her entire life. Tall, bronzed, dark-eyed, with a devastating smile. He was wearing only a pair of swimming trunks and an open, short-sleeved cotton shirt.

"Hi," he said. "I'm Ron. I saw you walking alone and thought you might want some company. Actually," he added with a shy grin, "I was sort of hoping you would."

"I'm Dana," she replied. "And, yes, I guess I would like someone to walk with me and maybe tell me about this place."

Ron joined her and started describing the various plants and birds they came across and Dana soon found herself wanting him so badly that she could hardly walk straight. She decided that if he made any kind of move on her she would fuck his brains out. It was just that simple. The guy was having a terrific effect on her and there was nothing she could do about it. She knew she would go crazy with frustration if she didn't get fucked by him. And soon!

However, she still had some sense left, and she vowed not to tell him her last name, or to mention that she was married. She had left her wedding ring at home out of spite. Pretty soon, Ron took her hand, and then he had his arm around her tiny waist, and finally he stopped and kissed her on the mouth, sensuously wriggling his tongue inside. Dana melted against him and felt her aroused pussy creaming like mad. She would have gladly fucked him right there on the beach if that was what he wanted.

Instead, he took her hand and led her up into the bushes. Dana went willing, her heart pounding with excitement. Her cunt was on fire with need, dripping hot cream and aching to be filled. She didn't put up the least bit of resistance when Ron eased her down onto the ground and began untying her halter. The night air was warm and pleasant, the slight breeze soft against her skin. Ron removed the halter and admired her big, firm tits.

"Beautiful," he breathed. "Mind if I touch them?"

Dana opened her mouth, but no words came out. She just shook her head and then moaned as Ron's hands closed over her sensitive tits. She lay there limp and submissive as he gently squeezed and molded her large ripe tits. Her nipples reacted immediately, leaping erect and long, jutting up against the palms of his hands. Ron let out a low lusty grown and released her tits, bending down to lick her nipples.

"Oooooohhhh, yesss!" Dana hissed through clenched teeth.

She sensed he was going to be a slow and patient lover, the kind of guy who loves to take his time and get a woman hotly aroused before fucking her, and right now, Dana needed exactly that sort of man. It had been so long since Steve had taken his time with her and tried to please her. She lay back and gurgled with excitement as Ron rimmed both erect nipples with the stiff tip of his tongue. Then he trapped her right nipple in his mouth and began sucking gently on it.

"Oh! Oh, my God, yes!" she sobbed. "Suck my tits, baby, I just love that!"

His sucking was slow and teasing, and it drove her wild. He stretched out her sensitive nipple like elastic, then gradually returned it to its normal shape. Dana was writhing and creaming, her panties and shorts getting soaked with the sticky juices from her pussy. Ron's hot sucking was giving her delicious waves of pleasure. He sucked one nipple, then the other, till she was at a fever pitch of lust.

Then he began kissing and tonguing his way down her body, to the waistband of her skimpy shorts. He reached for the zipper and she didn't try to stop him. It was a front zipper, and when he had it open, he tongued his way to the top of her bikini panties. Dana was so incredibly horny by then, she was ready to rip off her shorts and panties and just spread her legs for him, but Ron took care of things, carefully inching down the garments and finally leaving her completely naked.

"Beautiful," he murmured, running his hands over her silky skin and copper-colored bush.

He slipped a hand between her thighs and Dana just couldn't control herself-she creamed heavily into his hand. His eyes widened and he smiled down at her, letting her know he had felt the scalding spurt of juice. Somehow, she didn't feel bashful or ashamed with him. He had a very calm attitude, and he made her feel that anything was all right as long as they both enjoyed it. She opened her thighs wider, giving him plenty of room to explore her soaked and steaming pussy.

"You're very horny, aren't you, Dana?" he asked softly.

"Yes," she sighed, "I am."

"I don't get it," he grinned. "A woman as stunningly beautiful as you, and no man."

"I didn't come here with my husband," she said, realizing, too late, she had told him she was married. "I came here with my boss, on business."

"I see," Ron replied with a smile. "Perfect. We can help one another out, no strings attached. Right?"

"Right," Dana said.

'Then I'm going to start by making you cum as many times as possible," he told her. "I have a feeling you need it."

Dana could hardly believe what she was hearing. It was like all her horny fantasies come true. A handsome man ready to give her all the sex she craved. She gurgled with excitement as Ron began easing his thick middle finger up into her red-hot little cunt. He worked it in to the last knuckle and then started fucking it in and out of her, jerking the stiff digit like a miniature cock. Dana moaned hoarsely, clamping down on it with the muscles of her pussy as she drenched his finger with a flood of scalding cream.

"Ohhhh, Ron, that's so good!" she squealed.

"And you've got one of the tightest pussies I've ever seen, baby. Relax and enjoy it. The night's young yet."

Dana dismissed everything else from her mind- Steve, her marriage, her decision about Chuck, everything, and concentrated on the hot shocks of pleasure she was getting as Ron's big stiff finger pumped deep in her cunt. She was creaming steadily now, and she couldn't have controlled it if she had wanted to. The molten liquid overflowed her cunt and dribbled down the crack of her ass. She was spinning very fast towards an urgently needed orgasm.

"Unnnnnh, yessss, just a little more, Ron," she hissed.

"Don't worry, baby, I'll get you off," he told her.

She noticed that the crotch of his swimming trunks was bulging with an enormous hard-on, but she didn't have time to give it much thought. Just then, Ron changed the angle of his finger, reaching upwards to press against her G spot.

Dana screwed her eyes shut in ecstasy, throwing back her head and whimpering as her body exploded in a massive climax. She clamped the muscles of her pussy down around Ron's jerking finger, her hips bucking up and down on the sand as her body was flooded with the orgasm he was bringing her.