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Floating Fun

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An ocean hand job


The weekend beach getaway had been well worth the trip for the group of university students. They’d learned a lot about  themselves and the speaker had been very encouraging. Before the retreat, she suggested we not act like anything more than friends, so the group could focus on the topics at hand, not on the fact that the chaperone was dating one of them. It had not been easy. Her bikini was modest where it needed to be, but still gave me much to silently desire. Before we all headed back home, the group wanted one last swim in the ocean. So swimsuits were pulled out of packed bags, and we all made our way across the sand. I followed her out to the first sand bar, where a group had gathered around several floats. It had been three days since I’d felt her pussy warm my fingers. Three very.long.days. I tried to position myself where I could play with her while we all talked as a group, but she insisted on being on opposite sides of the raft.  I’d promsed to be good, so she was helping me keep that promise. A few minutes went by, and the conversation got louder and louder as the laughs built on one another. Then I felt something pulling on my bathing suit. I glanced at her, and mid sentence she gave me an unmistakeable look of “that’s me” without stopping her story at all. She slid her hand inside my bathing suit, and found all six inches standing at attention. As she listened to another story from the group, she began a new experience for us. She began to stroke me slowly but firmly. I laughed at a not funny joke for the excuse to make a face. I reached under the raft and found her bikini bottom. I slid the fabric over her oussy to the side and began to caress her lips. i came in under a minute. I waited to see if my cum would surface. Amidst all the activity above water, any remnants of mine would dissipate swiftly. i continued to pay attention to her needs, until we were abruptly notified that the charter bus company was ready to leave. i covered up, and we walked out of the water, no one the wiser of what went on under those floats that day.

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