Again, thanks to SteveWallace for editing this story. SteveWallace also publishes on this site under TLCgiver and Romantic1.
This is an edited version of the original story I posted here before. All mistakes are mine.
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I awoke suddenly. I am slightly disorientated, for a few seconds. Then I felt Jill's mouth moving up and down on my morning wood.
"Good Morning," I say appreciatively smiling.
Jill's eyes look up at mine, a slight smile, and she continues to pleasure my shaft. I pull the cover off the rest of my body and legs. I motion to her to swing her hips around. She lifts her leg over my head, straddling my face.
I look up at her glistening pussy, beads of moisture starting to collect on her lips. Pulling her hips down closer to me, I reach out with my tongue. Swiping my tongue up through her gash collecting her warm nectar, she shudders.
Not missing a beat, save for the occasional moan, she continues to suck my cock with vigor. Her tongue is swirling around my shaft while she is moving her mouth up and down on it. Her mouth is very wet, sliding easily down my cock.
On the up stroke she is teasing my cock with her tongue. Realizing I do not have much time left, I slide my tongue closer to her clit. Her juices are coating my face from her excitement.
Lapping up her sweetness, I slide my tongue up and around her clit. A muffled moan and a slight jerk of her body indicates I am on the right path. I reach up with both hands and cup her breasts with each hand.
Tweaking her nipples, I suck her clit into my mouth. She pulls my cock out of her mouth long enough to encourage me.
"Oh baby, suck my clit, make me come," she cried out before filling her mouth with my cock again.
That is all the encouragement I need. My suction on her clit, and the tip of my tongue teasing it is all she needs to go over the edge.
Moaning with her mouth full, she pops my cock out of her mouth long enough to shout out.
"Oh baby, Im cummmminnng," she cried out.
I slide my cock back into her mouth where she continues to bring me so close to the edge. I feel her trembling through her orgasm. My body tenses up.
"I am cummming," I warn her. She ignores my warning as she takes my cock deeper into her mouth. My cock starts pulsing, filling her mouth with my cream. She continues sucking and swallowing until she is sure she has it all.
She settled in beside me as she turned her body around. I wrap my arm round her and pull her close to me. Her head is resting on my chest as we both lay there enjoying the afterglow of our orgasms.
Waking up an hour later, we get up, shower off and have an enjoyable breakfast. Looking out toward the ocean, I see Jeff near his fire pit. I walk out to see if he needs any help.
"Hey Jeff, need any help," I ask?
"Just finishing cleaning out the fire pit and getting it ready for tonight. I could use some help bringing some firewood up from the house if you don't mind?"
"No I don't mind at all," I replied.
This fire pit is bigger than the one we have or any of the others. Around the fire pit were tree trunks split in half, fastened to some large pieces of tree trunk resting on the sand. The cut part of the tree had been milled to give them a smooth finish.
Off to one side, he had stakes drove into the ground to hold his firewood between them. Closer to the ocean the volleyball net was setup and a court laid out in the sand.
While we were carrying firewood up from the house, I asked Jeff how this usually works.
"People come over at varying times, depends on if they have little kids. I bring beach towels down if anyone would like to use them. Most use them to lay and watch the surf roll in while the sun sets. Some of the older crowd makes better use of the towels as the night goes on, if you know what I mean.
We normally place a table close to the fire pit. We set the food on it, and enjoy each other's company," he smiled.
"Many younger couples rented the beach houses this week, we might be able to get a nice volleyball game going," Jeff said. "We encourage good behavior, but recognizing we have some guests with more liberated views. We just ask that anything happening between two consenting adults be kept out of view of any of our younger guests."
"With your and Jill's views on sex, there might be a few couples that want to play tonight. You never know."
I smiled at that thought, while finishing carrying the last of the wood we would need tonight with Jeff. We carried the table out toward the campfire area, and dropped the tiki torches in the pipes he had buried in the sand.
"Thank for the help Bob."
"No problem, thank you for being such a gracious host, we are looking forward to tonight," I replied.
We had seen a brochure about an old restored lighthouse at one of the rest stops on the drive to the beach house. We had decided to make that one of our side trips while we were here. By the time I got back to the house, Jill had dressed and we headed out to check out this restored treasure.
Arriving at the lighthouse, we pull in the small parking area. One other car is there right now.
We walk up toward the lighthouse, a crusty old sailor looking guy smoking a pipe sitting on a lawn chair enjoying the view of the ocean beside the lighthouse.
"Morning folks, wonderful day today," he said.
"Yes it is," I answered. "Are we able to go to the top to check out the view?"