Hideaway {ewtsl} (MF, Rom) by Ewtsl Copyright 2004: All Rights Reserved Disclaimer If you are not of age to read or possess sexually oriented material or it is against the law in your country, state, province, city, etc. please do not read any further. This story depicts consensual sexual activities between adults. All characters, events, etc. are purely fictional and any relationship to people, events, places, etc. in the past, present or future is purely coincidental. If this type of work offends you, please stop reading now. "Hideaway" by Ewtsl Her thoughts moved from dreams to conciousness. It took her a moment to remember where she was. First, she listened, and heard the sound of the waves hitting the sand and the sound of the birds in the trees and oh yes, the rhythymic sound of his breathing just behind her. She opened her eyes and saw the palm trees through the windows of the room, and the clear sky at dawn beyond that. And feel, she felt her own bare skin against the sheet, his breath caressing her neck through her hair. His skin too. One arm was wrapped around her middle, just under her breasts. The other was straight down against his body, and hers, along the right side of her back, his hand resting the cheek of her ass. His body was pressed up against her. She could feel the skin of his chest against her back, his stomach too. Her bottom was nestled in the cradle of his hips. And his cock, his cock was nice and hard, as usual, pressed in tight against her buttocks. No, wait, it wasn't, it was...it was...inside her, fully erect even though he was sleeping. She remembered now, they had fallen asleep this way, in this position and surprisingly hadn't moved the whole night. Thinking about last night combined with the feel of his thick member still inside of her started to make her pussy wet. It didn't take much these days, just the thought of how perfectly he fit into her and how it felt when they moved together. Now fully awake and aroused, she moved one hand down between her legs. Trying to be as still as possible, she opened up her legs just enough to slip her fingers in between the folds. She was warm and wet. She used the moisture to lubricate her clit, make it nice and slippery. She moaned softly as she circled it, teased it. It felt so good combined with the warm, live, dildo stuffed in her cunt. Without really realizing it, she began to move her hips, rocking back and forth against him. He stirred. The one hand on her ass squeezed her, the other hand moved up to touch one of her nipples. He began to move his hips back and forth as well. Now both awake, they fucked, as they had the night before. He was using long deep strokes to penetrate her. She kept her fingers moving against her clit, but straying down as well to feel his cock sliding in and out of her. She felt her first orgasm build and peak, she gasped. She knew he could feel the walls of her pussy tightening around him. She felt his pace increasing, the strokes deepening, and then he came, powerfully, deep inside of her. Now that they were both awake, they got out of bed, the simple futon placed on the floor of the one-room house. It was already bright outside, they must have slept in later than usual. "I'm going to take a shower, care to join me?" "Sure." They padded, naked, outside to the shower, really just a spigot pointing down from the wide eaves of the roof that was connected to the rainwater cistern on top of the house. The shower was on the shady side of the house, with large, smooth stones to stand on. The water was warm but not hot as it spilled onto their bodies. They stood bodies together, facing each other, as the water ran down their skin, hands on each other's hips, rocking back and forth so each could rinse their hair. He relased her from his hold and grabbed the soap off of the dish (why did it always stick so much?), worked up a lather, and began to rub it all over her body with his hands, not slowly enough to be overtly sexual, but certainly not quickly enough to be clinical either. His strong hands massaged her neck and shoulders as she lifted her hair up and away with her hands. He moved his soapy hands to the front and rubbed her breasts, fingertips lingering on her nipples just for a moment. He moved close to her again, this time his body next to hers from behind. His hands moved in soapy circles down her stomach, past her navel, down to between her legs. She could tell he was enjoying soaping her up because she could feel his cock hardening against her ass while his fingers moved in and around between her lips. It was pointing down, so as it stiffened, it pushed up more insistently against her rear. Satisfied that her folds had been cleansed sufficiently, he crouched down and began soaping up her legs. He started with each foot, letting her lean on his back while he rubbed it, getting in between each toe. Then, setting it back on the stones, he would move his hands up, rubbing the soap all over each calf, and then up the thigh, and then finally finishing with a thorough soaping of each hip and buttock (fingers wandering a bit, of course). Then, he guided her back under the water and collected water in his hands to help rinse her off. "Mmmmmmm, no one makes me feel so dirty while getting clean like you do" she smiled at him. "Your turn." She faced him, standing close enough so that his hard dick was resting on her stomach. She looked into his eyes while she soaped up her hands, then began to rub the lather onto his shoulders and arms and chest, then put her breasts against his body so she could reach around him to wash his back. Her hands slid down his body to rest on his ass, her soapy hands spreading the suds all over both cheeks. She guided him under the flowing water to rinse off, then sank to her knees after getting her hands soapy again. Her face just inches from the tip of his erect penis, she ignored it while she washed his feet and calves and thighs. Finally, she directed her gaze at the hard cock pointed straight at her and used her hands to wash first his hips, her hands moving ever closer and then onto the base of his cock and onto his balls. Moving her soapy hands all around, she worked one of them up and down his shaft. He groaned with appreciation, but after a few moments, she directed him back under the water to rinse. Once the soap was washed off, she pulled him back to where she was still kneeling and put one hand up under his balls, one around the shaft, pulling the skin off of the head, and then slowly took him into her mouth, tongue swirling. She loved the feel of of his warm throbbing member inside of her mouth, and from the sounds he was making she could tell he was enjoying it as well. She thought about making him cum right there, but the tingling in her pussy gave her another idea. She slipped him out of her mouth as he made a slight moan of disappointment and stood up. "Let's go take a walk to dry off." They turned off the water and started walking down the walkway on the side of the house onto the sand of the beach. The house was isolated, probably 5 miles in either direction from their nearest neighbors. The house itself was on a crescent shaped portion of the beach, perhaps a half-mile long, soft sand along the entire distance except for rocky stretches just at the ends. This fact, combined with the fact that they were about 1 hour from the nearest resort town, meant that they almost never saw anyone on the beach, and therefore, almost never bothered to get dressed. As they stepped onto the sand, the sun hit their bodies, now well tanned from being in the sun so much. They walked along, slowly, ankle-deep in the warm water, the gentle waves moving to and fro over their feet. They walked a bit, hand in hand, until they came to a palm tree stand that came close to the water. Here they had placed a couple of wooden lounge chairs, up where the tide didn't reach. She led him over to one of the chairs and sat him down. She reached back behind the chair and lowered the back until it was flat with the rest of the chair. As he looked up at her and the sky, she walked over to where his head was, and then facing his feet, began to walk forward straddling the chair. When her knees were even with his ears, she stopped moving and then leaned forward. Her hands gripped the sides of the chair, even with his hips. Curious about what was going to happen, his penis had hardened again (had it even gotten soft?). Moving her weight to one arm, she put the fingers of her other hand around it and stroked it a few times. At the same time, she felt his hands move up to stroke the undersides of her thighs. His thumbs moved up to her lips and rubbed along them. She knew they could feel how wet she had become. His hands then pulled her cunt toward his mouth and she gasped as his tongue started exploring her pussy. He made it stiff and thrust it into her hole, then withdrew and he began licking and sucking her. Now she was having trouble supporting herself with one hand, so she put the other hand back on the chair edge. She moved her head around so that her long curls would brush against his lap and cock. His penis twitched, yearning for more contact. She lowered her mouth to it and took it into her mouth. She tried to concentrate on what she was doing, but the things his mouth was doing to her clit were making that very difficult. She felt two of his fingers slip into her cunt, searching for her spot. Once they had found it, it didn't take long for her second orgasm of the morning to occur. She wasn't sure what her mouth was actually doing to his dick, but based on the way his hips were moving, it must be enjoyable enough. Fearing her legs would collapse, she straightened up for long enough to move and sit at the end of the chair. Spreading his legs wide apart, she leaned down and took him back into her mouth. Less distracted this time, she placed her fingers around the base of his cock and took him deep within her mouth. She moved her head up and down the length of him and she could feel the effect it was having on him. He was making groans of pleasure, and before long his hips began to undulate, trying to fuck her mouth. She slipped him out a little bit, now just the head in her mouth, and began massaging the underside with her tongue while her hand pumped the shaft. With a large buck of his hips and a grunt he came, his hot seed shooting into her mouth. She swallowed it and kept her mouth around him, his cock staying hard. After a minute, she took him out of her mouth. "Ready to stick that somewhere else?" His raised eyebrow signaled his agreement. She put her knees up on the cushion next to his hips, straddling his body. Then she lowered her wet cunt onto the tip of his dick. Slowly, she slid down his length. She loved the way he filled her, the way it seemed that her pussy and his cock were two matching pieces of sculpture, one the companion piece of the other. They began to move in rhythym. There in the midmorning sun they fucked, fucked for a long time, fucked in that one position. She came 5, maybe 6 times like that. Each orgasm brought a renewed flow of juices to her pussy and his stiff cock would renew its assault on her cunt. She would cum again, they would rest, and then one of them, or both, would start the motions all over again. Finally, his thrusting became more insistent, deeper, faster. The feel of his dick rubbing against her spot made her cum one more time, followed in rapid succession by his orgasm, shooting another load deep into her. This time, she collapsed onto him, kissing him, his arms around her. Reluctantly, she slid him out of her and sat up. They both got up off the chair and walked over the sand into the crystal blue water. The water embraced their bare skin as they swam back to the house for breakfast.