When we were dating, my wife (then fiancee) Sara and I decided to go to Galveston, Texas for a late-season vacation. We figured it would still be warm, but since the local school had gone back into session, we would have the beaches for ourselves, except for the weekends.
Sara is a gorgeous woman, but back in her late 20's she was quite the knockout. Tall at 5'8", she carries 140 pounds nicely and has some nice curves that were sensual to run your hand across. She also carries a nice set of 36c's with large areolas that crinkle and elongate nicely when she gets aroused. She has shoulder length chestnut hair and still at 50 has a great ass, so you can imagine how she looked in her late 20s. She has a sex drive that matches mine, which says a lot since I consider myself a satyr at times! When we met, she'd had her share of men, but had never indulged in group sex of any sort, unlike myself. She did enjoy some of my accounts though of women being the center of attention of several men at once and came hard when I whispered in her ear how wet they felt when I would fuck them after multiple men had cum inside them. She also has a little exhibitionist streak in her and enjoys fucking in the outdoors, which resulted in our being caught on more than one occasion.
If she had a drawback at all it was that she couldn't take the pill, as the hormones made her nauseated. Neither of us liked condoms and she hated the idea of an IUD, so the fallback was a diaphragm; easily the largest sexual buzzkill man has ever created. You didn't want to put it in before foreplay, because the spermicide one needed to coat it with tasted awful during oral sex (and her pussy always has been a delight to eat!) and after foreplay started, when her pussy was well-lubed, getting it in was like wrestling a bear into her and she frequently exclaimed that "There's nothing like having your arm stuck up inside you to kill a mood." As a result, we frequently did a bit of risky fucking, especially while ovulating. After a year of dating though, we'd managed to avoid getting her seeded though.
So when time to plan the vacation to Galveston came, she was distraught to discover the only week we could go was about right at the prime time for her ovulation! I had been reading though conception literature to find things one could do to limit sperm potency...sort of figuring what one should avoid if wanting to get pregnant might help on making sex with Sara less risky. I offered to get a jacuzzi suite in the upper end place we wanted to stay. "I can boil those little buggers and what doesn't kill them we can get with the spermicide after we finish." She was hesitant but agreed to try it. She hoped for success enough that she just left the diaphragm at home.
We checked in to the hotel. After an exhausting plane ride and hassles getting a rental car, we were both pretty tired. But the next day we started with room service breakfast in the hot tub. After we got out Sara really wanted to get on the ferry and cross over to Crystal Beach on Bolivar Peninsula, where we hoped to have the beach all to ourselves. She put on her bikini, which apparently had gotten a little small since she last wore it, as it barely covered her nipples. I told her, "It's not like anyone but me will see that little detail dear." She laughed and said "Awww..." It was a nice drive to the beach and, just like we had hoped, it was deserted when we arrived. We drove out on the beach and parked the car, then got out and started walking and looking for shells, her in her bikini and myself in cutoff jeans and a t-shirt.
I caught her looking at me as we walked out of the corner of my eye with that look that I'd come to know as the "I'm Horny And I'm Gonna Wear You Out" look...smoldering. After having blown the previous night's sex due to exhaustion, I was ready to go myself. I turned to her, pulled her body next to mine and kissed her hard, my hands sliding down her back to cup her asscheeks. I felt her hips grinding her mound against my shaft, which was swelling and getting harder by the second. She reached down, unzipped my fly and tugged my cock out, then slowly went to her knees and began to suck my cock, which was hard and beginning to throb. Her tongue worked the underside, while her lips applied just the right amount of pressure she knows I like. Coming off it for a second, she panted "I'm so horny...I want this inside me!"
I pulled her to her feet and guided her away from the high tide mark to the edge of the beach. Finding a comfy spot, I sank down to my knees, bringing her with me. She pushed me onto my back and straddled me. Pulling her crotchband aside, I could see her swollen pussylips through her well-trimmed bush. I cupped her asscheeks and pulled her forward to mount my face and gave her ovulating pussy several licks, which were greeted with sounds of lust from Sara. "I've got to fuck you now" she exclaimed and moving back on my body, brought my cock, sheathed in the one rubber I'd brought, to her pussylips. With none of the usual pre-insertion rubbing of my cock on her pussylips, or even pulling off her bikini bottoms, she just lowered her body onto my shaft and started moving her hips back and forth, burying me deep inside her.
