Back and even more slippery

Wow, it’s been a month but I’m back with a fuck-ton (Maestro’s term) of new stories. Maestro and I went south for a few weeks and had all sorts of outdoor adventures! And then just carried on back home. It’s been warmer than usual for this part of the world, so we took advantage of the weather to spend some time at a local beach. Not quite tropical, but there was still an abundance of pale winter bodies warming themselves, spring break kids, and eager exercisers ready to launch a canoe. That’s not why we went to the beach, of course. We were looking for a (somewhat) secluded place to fuck. We walked along the paths for a bit and didn’t see any place that didn’t involve climbing through significant bush, plus we saw a beach staff person patrolling the paths. So we returned to the beach and found a set of picnic benches where no one else was sitting. Perfect!

I was still in my professional clothes, so I slipped my jacket off and threw it over my lap, and loosened my pants for Maestro. And so we sat casually side-by-side on the bench, with his hand down the front of my pants. His gentle squeezes and tugs on my clit woke my pussy from a day of sitting in an office. We both know it’s just the tease, though. His fingers gradually massaged my clit faster and faster, and I started shifting around on the bench trying to find the exact angle on my clit that sends shockwaves to my pussy. At that moment, Maestro pushed a finger hard down my clit and towards my pussy. He held his finger just outside my pussy and inched it in so slowly I started thrusting and pushing toward him, desperate for him to fill my pussy. Quiet moans and grunts escaped me as dog walkers sauntered by the benches. My breath fogged up my sunglasses, not necessary anymore as I pressed my face into Maestro’s shoulder. He continued to slowly, rhythmically push his fingers into my pussy. Pushing deeper, then withdrawing, all the while keeping his thumb on my quivering clit. The sounds of other people pushed me to an orgasm even faster, biting into Maestro’s shoulder as thrust my hips hard against his hand.

I kept my face pressed against his shoulder until the orgasm rolled through my body and I stopped shaking. Maestro grinned, lifted his fingers from between my legs and pushed them toward my mouth. I licked my grapefruit pussy juice off and straightened my clothes. Just another day at the beach!