Message-ID: <30627asstr$991743004@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: extra.newsguy.com!newsp.newsguy.com!news2 From: jimmy@jimmy-hat.com (Jimmy Hat) X-Original-Message-ID: <3b185c44.13676046@news.newsguy.com> Reply-To: jimmy@jimmy-hat.com Subject: {ASSM} S is for Sun Screen by Jimmy Hat Date: Tue, 5 Jun 2001 08:10:04 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: assm-admin S is for Sun Screen Copyright 2001 by Jimmy Hat ------------------- She rested on her stomach, with her chin nestled into the blanket and the underlying sand. Her arms stretched out behind her, with her palms open to the warm air. The sun loosened the muscles of her shoulders, and they were treated further to the slow rub of sun screen application. "That feels good," she remarked. "Wouldn't want you to get burnt," he replied. His hands moved down her back, slipping under the straps of her bikini top, working lotion deep into the skin. The sun was bright and hot, his hands were warm; even the lotion had been heated in its bottle. As he coated the small of her back, she moved one hand off the blanket and verified that the white sand stung with warmth as well. Countless little grainy solar cells that bit the back of her hand and transferred the delightful venom of summer heat into her blood. Tiny bits of sweat formed where her arm met her torso, and she swung out the other arm into the sand to relieve the heat. A small bead of perspiration fell to the side of her breast, just as a dollop of warm lotion fell on her leg. "That tickles," she said. "I'll do better with the other leg," he assured her. "That tickled too!" "You shouted louder," he said. "I take it that means I did better." His hands rolled over her calves, and the backs of her thighs. She grew more relaxed as heat infused her limbs. His hands reached the tops of her thighs, and spread out over her hips and the exposed edges of her buttocks. A greased finger slid inside the line of her waist band. Its twin joined it on the opposite side. The two intrepid digits slid along the line of her bikini bottoms, down to the juncture between her legs. "That's not exactly exposed to the sun," she said. "Not yet, anyway," he said. "It's not that kind of beach." "It's not a very crowded beach, either." "Crowded enough, tiger." She looked back and smiled. "We may need to get you in the water to cool off." "That's not a bad idea. I'm starting to cook out here." They walked out on the sand to the waterline, where the wet soft sand looked the same as its dry counterpart under the crystal clear water. As they eased in, the water grew deeper, and changed color as well, first to turquoise, then lapis lazuli, and then sea blue. She dove under the water first, getting her hair wet, swimming away from him below the surface. He pursued, pulling himself with his stroking arms, kicking out with his legs. Reunited, they rose for air. The sun on her shoulders was warmer than the water around her ankles. She tasted the salt water on her lips. "Salty," she said, brushing her wet hair back over her head. "Let me see," he said. His lips pressed against hers. "Mmm. Like a salt water taffy." Their buoyant bodies gravitated together in the water. "That doesn't feel like a taffy," she said. They kissed again. Her body was greasy in the water, coated with sun screen. His hands glided quickly across her back. Their limbs slid past each other in a slippery embrace. Breaking off the embrace, she swam away from him. He moved quickly through calm water and took hold of her waist. He pulled the two of them together, and her ass bumped against his erection. "No taffy at all," she said. His hands moved up her sides before taking hold of her nearly free-floating breasts. Hard nipples poked the wet fabric of her bikini top. He let his fingers roam over the soft flesh. Slowly, one hand moved down her slick body and down to the triangle of fabric between her legs. First he felt the hard pubic bone, then the soft flesh beneath it. His index finger found the top of her cleft and made a small circle around the delicate lips. Nestled between the cheeks of her ass, his cock swelled and almost pushed them apart. To keep them close, he pushed on her pelvis, squeezing their bodies together. Twisting in his arms, she turned to face him. "You have happy hands. Let me give that a try." She reached down and took hold of his stiff cock. "I thought these things shrunk in the water." "Not quite." He moved to slap her on the ass. The water removed all speed from his blow, however, and his hand fell on her tush as a simple pat on the backside. He kept it there and gave her ass a squeeze. His fingers clenched her suit and moved the fabric off to the side. She did likewise, maneuvering his cock under the floating material of his trunks. In water that made everything feel distended and soft, his prick felt like solid wood. She let her shoulders fall back into the water, until her floating body rotated and pushed her crack against the head of his cock. Roughly, he pushed inside. Once he was in, fucking was easy. All he did was move his hips slightly, and the restoring force of their buoyancy pushed back for him. It was one big water bed. "Oh, I'm going to come," he said. "Mm-hmm," she replied. Orgasm seized his body. Thrashing in the water, he exploded inside her. He found himself choking on a mouthful of water. "Are you OK?" she asked. "Yeah," he said, running a hand over his face. "Just a little water. Sorry about that, I kind of lost it." "No, it was good," she said. "Besides, with sun like this, I'm gonna need another coat of sun screen pretty soon." --- END http://www.jimmy-hat.com/ -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+