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Rachel, loved, by the sea

In Thailand, I found Rachel. We were both nomad tourists, working remotely on ridiculous gigs, floating from bar to bar sipping cocktails and juices, typing away on laptops doing code, marketing, and whatever clients needed. It was an idyllic life. We lived like hippies of old in communes on the beach, and life was full of joy, laughter, food, sun, wind, and sex. There was also romance, and Rachel was my girl. I should mention we lived with a healthy fear of a tsunami, and we all stayed glued to ocean earthquake alerts.

The days flitted by. Rachel was a sweet thing - such a cute fairy. Short dark hair, sharp features, thin build. Her eyes were bright and shining, the dark pupils drew me in. Her cute lips were eminently kissable. She had the cute look of a 60s starlet, wholesome and innocent. She had a lovely figure, wide hips, and cute little boobs. But I did not yet have a chance to ravish her - she had some hurt in her recent life and it involved intimacy violence from some piece of shit back in the West. Sometimes I could sense her inner hurt and at times she recoiled from my touch. I did not push the matter. I cared about her too much.

Rachel worked on charitable causes mainly prepping marketing materials and reaching out to clients and donors remotely. I loved her passion for her work, making connections, and getting people together. At times I would look up from my work, enjoying her cute feet rubbing mine from the stool next to mine, and watching her chattering excitedly to a client. She would put my hand on her thighs and I stroked the smooth skin, and once she reached over and accidentally landed on my rock-hard cock, and she looked up shocked, perhaps for the first time realizing what effect she had on me and for a second she had an apologetic look.

The next she surprised me. Rachel booked a small scooter and told me to get on. I had not seen her in such a mood before - it was as though she had made some kind of decision. She had packed a light lunch and off we went. This was a different direction, winding through the small coastal towns and outward. It was a less beaten track but she stared intently at the phone map GPS and buzzed along, her cute lips pursed, and my hands around her waist. I was impressed.

A few hours later she turned off the main road and down a jungle track. I felt a pang of panic - had she lost her mind? Was it safe? Thailand was great but did we know everything? She seemed to sense this and yelled back for me not to worry.

A little later we came to a jungle clearing. I began to get vibes from the recent M Night Shyamalan movie about the beach that aged people. But she grabbed my hands with determination and led me onward through the fading track. A few minutes later I breathed with relief when we did not pass any weird caverns or canyons and emerged onto a breathtaking beach, white yellow sand stretching miles away, surf smashing some rocks out hundreds of meters. I stood for a while amazed.

“How did you find this” I asked her.

Rachel smiled and looked up at me. “I have my ways” then giggled “A client told me”.

It was utterly private and pristine. Not a soul at all, not even boats offshore. She ran on the sand, her hair bouncing in the sun, shimmering. She jumped up and down giddy, her boobs bouncing in her bikini, and her buttocks shaking. I felt my cock harden instantly. She looked back at me grinning, and then came back and led me to a small sand slope below some trees with partial sunlight. It was perfect not too hot or cold, and no chance of sunburn.

We lay down on the beach towels and she fed me sandwiches, and we kissed and cuddled. I had never seen her wear such a small bikinI and I could see her small cute pink nipples and the poking on the fabric.

She whispered in my ear “Sorry baby I know you wanted me but I was not ready, now I am”.

She reached out and grabbed my cock and massaged it, and the already stiff rod swelled more. She slowly leaned up and took her boobs out of the bikinI cups and for the first time, I stared up close at their wonderful beauty - pointy stubby nipples surrounded by a little dark flesh, perfect-sized boobs. She leaned forward and gave me one more deep kiss with her cute lips, and then fed me her nipples, and I sucked with glee. If it was possible those nipples became even more erect and Rachel moaned.

She took my hand and put it down her bikini bottom, and I navigated my way to her wet pussy and stroked inside. My other hand pinched her other nipple. I was charging her up like a battery, and I knew she was going to be so ready. She reached the point with a moaning gasp and pulled off her bikini, and my pants, and swiftly sat on my cock.

She fucked me with such abandon and joy, she surrendered herself to me and I knew she had not been intimate for ages, and we finally came together under those palms on that private beach. She leaned forward as she ground me and fed me her boobs, and kissed me, and I ran my hands all over her soft body, and thrilled at the smoothness of her skin. I did not yet come. 

After a while I wanted to pleasure her so I laid her back and she split her legs. Her amazing pussy came into view. Large labia, such lovely pussy flaps, and the pleasurable crevice of her vagina calling me. A cute butt hole below that. I fell on it and hungrily sucked and licked all over every inch. She moaned and writhed on the towels. If anything she was so wet she gushed a little.

Then she grabbed me and said, “Take me now”.

So I did, I entered her wide-open pussy with my huge pulsing cock and pounded her on the towel, the sand softening with each impact, and it seemed we would sink into the sand. I slammed and slammed, and then came with a shuddering gasp, and collapsed on her. We lay naked on the sands, the ocean breeze drying out our sweat.

We spent that entire day making love on the beach. Rachel was loved, by the sea.