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There comes a time when we all need to get away, take a little time for ourselves and do what feels the best for each of us individually. When the opportunity arose to take a little vacation, I did not hesitate, as I have many times before, to let my best friend know. I’ve at all times said it’s not what you know, rather, who you know and as it happens, my life-long best friend is a high rolling travel advisor with more connections all over the world than one can even quantify. As he has every instance before, he got me set up in a really nice hotel suite without costing me a dime. Honestly though, time away from “life” as it happens, close to a beach and with amazing scenery is all I really yearned to have. My desire was to spend a couple of weeks doing the out of the normal for me type of exercises and simply relax during my recovery. For nearly the last week now I’ve been walking 15-20 miles along the beach with my 65-pound pack at sunrise, running 1-2 miles on the beach each dusk and spending the days swimming laps in the huge pool.

Life most certainly has been good in terms of scenery along the beach and that of the pool has been beyond spectacular. On a particularly fateful day, just after my third set of laps, my eye caught a petite little brunette who parked herself on a lounge chair poolside. Her black bikini brilliantly matched her dark rimmed glasses and even her lacey cover further complimented her entire ensemble. Her rippling abs were allowed all the freedom they desired both through and under the sexy covering that honestly did little to cover anything. Its true purpose was perhaps more of an imagination stimulator. It was not her incredibly sexy stature, fit body or even swimsuit that made resisting the urge to stare nearly impossible. The flowery rib tattoo on her right side and even what appeared to be a small flower peeking through the top of her bikini line seemed very familiar to me, but to place how seemed an impossible feat. I pondered as I continued to swim my laps, yet the more I wondered why this perfect specimen of a woman seemed so familiar, the more frustrated I became. I could not place her if my life were to depend on it. Between sets, the one thing I certainly took good note of was the fact that I too had been noticed by this petite vixen with her occasional peaking over her book in my direction. It was time to take a closer approach and see what I could make of the situation.

I strategically chose the empty lounger two spots down from her to exaggeratedly “recover” from what she could only imagine the amount I had just swam. I allowed her to catch me checking her out briefly as I worked on my tan, lacking any concern of my notice. Short of allowing the situation to change to anything other than the casual thing it was, I initiated a little small-talk and even offered to grab her a drink from the bar if she so desired. It was the slight dimples of her cheeks through the smile she presented, coupled with the small arrow tattoo on her left arm, toward me from the angle in which she was positioned that finally pinged my memory. I wondered ‘there could be no fucking way’, but I had to somehow investigate and figure out if this was indeed my sexy crush I had been following on Reddit near religiously as of late. Don’t laugh or even start to judge, I was dead to rights certain that she was the smoking hot MILF that I had been flirting with through each of her incredibly sexy posts over for the last few months. I won’t even get into detail how “joey-dream” is the first user account I look to see updates every time I login into my Reddit user account. But honestly, how the fuck was I supposed to ask her this without coming off like a creep if I was mistaken?

By the time I came back from the bar with us each a drink, I moved myself to the seat next to her and kept the conversation chugging along. Keeping it light and ever searching for a possibility to validate if she indeed was who I wondered her to be. I figured it best to attempt to steer the conversation toward hobbies. Strike-out after strike-out, I endured yet did not falter in my quest. Eventually I resorted to quoting some of her recent posts with our conversation. Combining two in stating that “we should forget it’s Monday and start the weekend early”, she gave up only a little with a slight slip of her poker-face. I couldn’t be more certain by this point that the remarkable beauty before me was indeed who I though she was. I slipped it in mid-sentence, “thankfully at this beautiful resort, Joey’s dream of not having chores can come true and by the way, I have greatly missed you”. Her look of bewilderment quickly morphed into a tantalizing look of enticement and craving. “I have to be honest, I have become a huge fan of your content” I stated proudly. She no longer pretended to read her book, setting it face down, she returned “wait… you, you are a fan of mine”? Tactically allowing the pause to continue, she continued, “I must say, this…has never happened to me” and as she bit her lip lightly, her seductive look grew with intensity as she finished, “I am quite definitely a fan of yours in the flesh” as she looked me up and down in a near craving manner. With extended hand, I offered she accompany me back to my room.

The elevator ride seemingly lasted forever as the sexual tension grew with each fleeting moment and could nearly be cut with a knife between the two of us as it permeated throughout the elevator car. Our breath grew more labored as each our hands thought up and down each other’s bodies the entire ride to my floor. The car was a metaphorical sauna when the doors finally opened. Ecstatic doesn’t even start to describe my level of excitement with what was well on its way and accelerating rather quickly. This was the very first time in my life that I had ever been with a new woman of which every aspect of her smoking hot body had been completely committed to memory. A better way to perhaps describe the whole ordeal was that I was just moments away from getting to have sex with a celebrity crush…and it was as if experiencing a true fantasy in full living color. Our lips met for the first time as my card unlocked the door. Her alluring focus never broke from me even as our kissing grew in intensity. Our hands were all over each other, rubbing, scratching and quickly scrambling to remove articles of clothing as if we were each in a blaze of flame. With only the lacey top barely covering her incredible naked body before me, I picked her up and tossed her onto the California-king bed. Her legs flew open with the same anticipation as my salivary glands, now working in overdrive. My utter excitement prevented my spending too much time kissing up her legs as I anxiously worked my way to the furry little puffy butterfly splayed out, already glimmering in its own excited juices. I teased her fat pussy lips with the tip of nose as I savored the moment I had so often fantasized before. It was her rippling abs rolling from contraction and deep inhales that drove me over the edge. Firmly grabbing each her hips with opposite hands, left over my right, I pulled her off the bed, twisting her mid-lift into a standing “69 position” and buried my tongue into her. The rush of lightly salted tangy quickly gave way to a naturally sweet, delectable sensation across my entire pallet. Her legs flailed a bit over my head as my focus became entirely on how quickly I could bring her to orgasm in this upside position she quickly found herself with extreme violence of execution. It took only moments to bring forth that first orgasm. Her pubic hair tickled my nose as I expanded my licking motions from her clit, inside of her pussy and now up toward her puckered little pink asshole. I spread her cheeks with my fingers from atop her toned little butt as I pushed toward her follow-on orgasm. Her rock-hard nipples tickled my stomach as I felt her hand rub up my left leg, caressing my cock growing in the excitement of its own from under my board shorts. As her squirming in my arms intensified, I also felt her fingers pulling the last of the bow knot loose that hoped to hold my shorts in place. As they fell to my ankles my semi-erect cock, newly freed from its captivity, flopped against her forehead. Her clutch quickly followed the sensation of her tongue working its way down my smooth shaft toward the head. Each beat of my heart brought further growth to my cock as she stroked me and sucked the head. I recruited my middle finger for penetration as I licked her now more intently toward her next orgasm, one that I could nearly taste at the very tip of my tongue. I thrust my now fully erect dick into the back of her throat, gagging her profoundly just as the warm rush of her orgasmic juices further submerged my tongue and flooded my entire mouth.

The moment I felt her orgasm hit its latest climactic peak, I dropped her to the floor with control into a pile driver position, resting her on her own shoulders with her head doubled over, chin to chest. Squatting slightly, I slapped her engorged butterfly lips with my huge hard-on. Teasing her a bit with what was to come, my eggshell nuts were tickled by her glorious bush as her lips gapped around my cock like that of a sausage nestled in a bun, the head of my cock extending still past her asshole. Pulling my veiny cock slowly down between her sobbing-wet lips, I inched my now throbbing with anticipation mushroom tip toward her tight little pussy’s entrance. Her kung-fu gripping pussy trembled as I forced accommodation. Pausing momentarily after my head had been completely engulfed, I notice her eyes rolling back into her head from her vantage point all the way down on the floor. The sudden drop of my weight plunged my cock into her with the force of a sledgehammer. Her whelp of painful ecstasy only served to get me even harder as I proceeded to plunder her tiny little pussy. I exclaimed in midst of the immense grip she had on my cock from this position, “I’m going to stir your guts and blow out your spine!” My thrusts increased in forceful intensity as her pussy grew sloppier wet and creamier, quickly covering the base of my cock in glorious cream.

The slopping slaps of by balls against her engorged lips echoed throughout the room as I proceeded to beat her pussy like it stole from me. Full thrusts from bottom of my head to the very base of my shaft continued and grew in with intensity and speed as I could feel the beginnings of her next orgasm. Her trembling legs were in full-on convulsion as she belted a deep belly moan of intense orgasm, much harder than any before. I was nearly laying prone on the bed in front of us and using my hips to thrust as quickly and forcefully as feasible by the time her near 45-second orgasm concluded. I was holding back my own by a thread as I abruptly pulled out completely, dropped to my knees around her face and again buried my tongue into her. Her gaped, battered pussy welcomed the change as it swallowed my tongue. The sensation of warmth encapsulated my nuts as her tongue drew them into her mouth, wide open beneath me as I kneeled back into a squat. It took only moments for my bearings to return and the scare of cumming too quickly to subside. As I got to my feet slowly, the last contact to leave her body was the tip of my tongue on her erect clit. With a single-hand extension, I helped her up and pulled her toward me as I lay on the bed, implying fully I wanted her to ride my cock. “See how well you can handle riding this bull” I proclaimed as I continued pulling her toward her anticipated position. She twerked her hips a bit as she slid her saturated pussy lips up my shaft, pressed firmly against my stomach. Only a few moments of preparation teasing ensued before she, grabbing a handful of my cock, slapping it against her pussy, began to push it inside of her. As she worked it in, so too did her mouth open and eyes roll back into her head. The feeling of hitting her floor was more than obvious as she struggled to get me completely inside of her and rest, fully sitting on top of me. “Do your thing baby” I stated calmly as she began her riding action in cautious motions. “I…fucking love this big fucking dick!” she near screamed as she intensified her riding. As did her moans, her pussy farts too got louder and sloppier the more she rode. It took only minutes for her entire body to tremor in convulsion, starting in her legs which quickly went limp, as she seemingly fell into another orgasm. I had not as much as touched her while she rode me like a deranged cowgirl until this point. As her body fell limp, I grabbed her hips and spun her on me, fully balls deep. Pushing her to the bed into a prone-bone position, I grabbed her wrists behind her back and pulled her backward, nearly distorting her body backward. Without missing a beat, I proceeded to plunder her continuously convulsing pussy in a near hate-filled beating with the entirety of my huge cock. I do not believe she even concluded her last as she endured a continuous orgasm that had now lasted over 3 solid minutes without break. Her moaning switched from audible to muffled as I slammed her forward into the bed and back into my thrusts. There was no holding back any further between her panicked grip then release of my cock, the screams and the sloppy pounding sounds of the devastation of her pussy. My thrusts were as hard and fast as I could manage all the way through my own explosion. The pitch of her moan dropped at least 3 octaves as each huge explosion blasted her cervix. I lightly thrust maybe an inch, completely balls deep in her throughout my own glorious eruption.

I kissed her shoulders and the back of her neck as I caressed her tits from underneath, laying flat atop her until my cock fell completely into its slumbering state, still I did not pull out of her. I studiously attended to every gently cuddling act for the next several minutes in this way until each our breaths returned to a sense of ordinary. At some point I finally dismounted her completely and lay next to her as we each still finished our recovery. I tickled her spine and butt cheeks with my right hand through small rubbing gestures for what could be anyone’s guess of time where I had fallen next to her on the bed. The cadence of our breath was all to be heard until I finally broke the silence…”let me know when you think you can handle some more, I have no desire to awaken from this dream”.

NSFW: yes

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