Carol Anne - the Dunes Pt 1

[polecat 247]

So far I have written in detail, the general behavior of my past girlfriend Carol Anne as well as our insane relationship. There are some specific events that were too involved and wordy to be included in the previous posts. This is one of my most vivid memories because she kept my dick at full attention for this entire day and I have never had an experience like this - before or after.

She was kind of vain and one manifestation was that she did not want to be seen in a bikini without a good tan. So to those ends, she devised a plan. Every spring since she had the ability to get around independently, she drove to a secluded beach that who knows how she ever discovered. It had practically no bathing beach so nobody went there. Fifty feet from the water's edge started a wide swath of grassy dunes. They were large clumps of tall grass with a labyrinth of narrow passages in the sand between them.

She went there every spring and laid in the sun, where no one could see her pasty white "winter skin" and the grass sheltered her from the cold springtime wind. It was kind of a good plan I thought. Carol Anne announced the first April we were together that we were doing exactly that the next Saturday.

She looked hot when I picked her up at her parents. She wore a very small sexy bikini and a nearly see through coverup that was not long enough to "cover up." As soon as we turned the corner from her street she started touching my cock through my bathing suit. She liked how it stiffened up very steadily to her light fingernail brushes and light touches with the back of her hand. The times she stopped were only to pull one of her breasts out of her top and knead her nipple between her fingers. Or to slip two fingers through the leg opening of her little bottoms (Carol Anne's preferred way to masturbate was using two fingers straddling her clit). She was one hell of an entertainer!

I got hard within a minute of driving and she made sure to keep me that way for the entire ride and then some. She told me I would like her secret spot and when I asked what was the secret she said "There are a bunch of secrets there." Then she held her bikini bottom away from herself, swiped her finger the full length of her pussy lips and smeared her thick, sticky girl juice on my lips like it was chapstick. I licked and licked and licked that thick juice from my lips and it pushed me near the edge. I have to confess that I love licking a pussy that shows its appreciation by rewarding my tongue with its warm, sticky pussy honey. This time Carol Anne did the hard work for me and just left me with the dessert. As I licked, she tunneled both her fingers deep in her love hole and furiously thrust them in and out. I wished she would jerk my cock to orgasm as I was going crazy wanting to cum. But she would not. She teased the whole way to the beach.

When we parked, Carol Anne picked up the Dunkin’ Donuts cup from the floor, opened the door, swung her legs out and sat on the door jamb. She pleaded “can you help me hunny bunny? “ I was instantly in front of her kneeling between her legs. I took the cup from her, held her bathing suit to the side put the cup below her pussy, an inch away. Watching her pee into the cup and feeling that cup get warm with her pee gave me an instant hard on. And the trick. I dried her with my finger, licking each drop before returning to her for the next.

We finally arrived, Carol anne had her morning pee, I had my boner.  A greatbday was ahead. I knew my agony would be over soon. We found a perfect, secluded spot to call our own. It had just enough room so it felt very private as well as cozy. We spread a blanket on the sand and put all our stuff down. My cock was at its wits end from the never-ending ride down and I was going to make up for lost time. We started kissing, touching, feeling, fingering, stroking like animals. Touching through cloth turned into reaching into each other's suit and making each other as turned on as we were capable.

I slid Carol Anne's bottoms off and she knelt straddling my legs bare bottomed. She took my cock out of the fly in my suit and jerked it as I fingered her, feeling each other writhing against the other. So much juice came out of her hot smooth pussy that mywhole palm had a thick coating as if I had pumped 2 or 3 shots of liquid soap in it. I loved the way she turned into a gusher when she was really worked up. We came very fast and very hard. Both were trembling from the long buildup and the explosive orgasms we just had.
 
We rested from this high energy aerobic feat and just laid, talking and enjoying being on the beach. We walked down by the water but the breeze was pretty chilly so we returned to our secret spot and had the sandwiches and beer we brought.

After laying on the blanket for no more than a half hour, Carol Anne stood up and took off her bikini bottom. No words spoken, she knelt beside me, took my cock out of my fly (she liked being fucked this way). She lowered herself on my pelvis and slowly rubbed my stiffening dick up then down her well lubed lips. When it was clearly ready she slid it in her and rocked forward and backward on me, grinding in a tempo like being on a rocking chair. She picked up the pace, laid on top of me, bit my lower lip and frantically drove my cock into her til we both exploded. We collapsed after coming down from the chaos.

Minutes later, Carol Anne got up, crawled past my head (I was still laying on my back), stood up then squatted not one foot from my face. She peed as I stared at her pussy just inches from my eyes. It was mega-hot being almost under her smooth shaved puss watching the lazy stream of pee land in the sand right next to my hair. When the last drips stopped, she kneeled and crawled toward me, stopping as her pee dampened puss was over my mouth. I needed no coaching to start lapping her clean as she wriggled and seemed to have an orgasm. She knelt, shaking above me as I kissed her clit over and over again, giving it playful little sucks as I did.

An hour later we did it again. This time Carol Anne was on her back and I straddled her with my suit off dangling my long but not yet hard cock over her face. She used her tongue to quickly get my juices in the right place and I fucked her very willing pussy missionary style. We slowly ground against each other and by doing that we sort of dug an impression of Carol Anne in the sand below her. Hard to explain how cool it felt but we both got off like hydrogen bombs when we froze in orgasm, my cock in her hot wet hole pressed pelvis to pelvis as hard as we could. I have never had an orgasm like that before, and I don't think Carol Anne did either... barely moving but just driving ourselves against each others sex. It was wild.

As we lay trying to regain our breath, Carol Anne said "I have another secret place." I said "Really? Can we go there?" She answered "OK. If there's time." Wow I didn't know she meant today.

-more later-

Edited March 22, 2019 by polecat
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