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I poked my finger into there chest except Steff. I didn't have anything to do anyway. "Ok fine, but your not allowed to drink and also stay away from all boys" advised Marco as if he was scolding a child. "Fine" Minutes later we had managed to reach to a Boston beach and I had regretted going to the beach that was filled with tuns of spectators, loud music and naked females. No wonder why they wanted to come. Steff made sure to be by my side each step of the way but as soon as they saw a body shots contest going on Kyle, Maurice and Marco was already gone leaving me with Steff alone.

Hence, the engagement banquet went ahead as planned. No one could have imagined it would be the last celebration I ever attended alive. Three hours after the banquet ended, I was stuffed into a sack and thrown into the ocean.

He pulls me closer, giving the top of my head a kiss. When we get to the beach, I begin to feel a little self-conscious. I’m suddenly surrounded by gorgeous women. Zane seems oblivious to them, making me feel a bit better, but when we walk past a beautiful, young woman sunbathing topless, I feel my body stiffen. He follows my gaze and then gives me a sweet smile. “Topless women are very common on Spanish beaches.” “She’s very beautiful,” I say, trying not to sound so irritated by it.

They carried me off the yacht to the beach for the afternoon session. On the soft white sand, they turned the entire cove into a massive open-air gangbang. I was the absolute center of it all. For four straight hours, the forty-plus men used me without mercy. They fucked me on blankets, in the shallow waves, against palm trees, and on large rocks. Double vaginal, double anal, triple and quadruple penetration attempts, they pushed my body to its absolute limits. I was carried around the beach while being fucked, my body bouncing between men as they passed me like a living sex toy.

Ada also looked quite flushed when she came out of the music room, her hands playing with her lips as she puffed her cheeks. Janet made a mental note to ask her what she was doing with the boy she despised so much, let alone in the dark. "The beach." Ebere said as he crossed his arms, Janet seemed shocked at his suggestion. The beach? At the thought of seeing Derek shirtless in the hot sand, Janet bit her lips as the heat rose to her cheeks. That would be one heck of a sight indeed. "Yes ma, the beach would be a good place to relax before the tests starts."

I spoke calmly, staring at her. Her eyes were half-closed, she seemed deeply upset about my reaction. But I was right. "Ah, Fred, don't overdo it. My mother doesn't keep inspecting my body to find out what I've been doing. She won't even care about that. And I don't feel any pain.” "Don't feel it now, but you'll still feel it, Becca. How can you not have a drop of self-preservation? You're crazy.” "We are on a beach, most women are without any protector, to get a tan. You look like a child! "Her voice was still loud, but hoarse.

he said without looking up. I flipped him off on my way to the fridge. “Don’t start.” He smirked into his coffee. We spent the morning at the beach because that’s what you do when you illegally squat in paradise. Volleyball turned into tackle football turned into someone (Jax) getting buried up to his neck in sand while the rest of us took turns pouring beer into his mouth like a human keg. I laughed until my stomach hurt. For a few hours, everything felt easy. Normal. Like we were just a group of friends on vacation, not a bunch of twenty-somethings committing light felony.

"I've never ridden one before. They look like fun, but that guy was two steps down from a used car salesman." Trey laughs at my answer and pulls us to a stop on the beach. "Well then you'll like what I have planned for today." He doesn't say more and we both stare out into the ocean where a few people play in the water. Farther out jet skis crisscross back and forth over the open space. At no point does he make an attempt to release my hand. I don't either. My free hand reaches up to play with a few loose pieces of my hair. The thin blonde strands look almost white in the sunlight.

The three of them went into another world for a couple of minutes as both guys fucked my wife as if their lives depended on it, with Sandra seemingly enjoying every second. “Is that good baby?” Desi grunted, then he spanked her ass– ‘crack’, “do you like it rough?” ‘Crack’ another smack on the other cheek, “I bet you’ve dreamed of getting fucked like this for years?” ‘Crack.’ “Haven’t you?” ‘Crack’, the spanking was getting louder and her cheeks were turning red. Sandra’s breathing was getting shorter and her eyes were nearly popping out of her head as she energetically sucked Kez’s dick while Desi fucked and spanked her.

On the fifth day, David finally finished working. We were able to head out to the beach behind our resort for some much-needed relaxation. The beach clothing was optional, so we were both completely nude as we lay on our big beach blankets enjoying the warm sand, the gentle surf and the bright sun. I occasionally looked around us and noticed that virtually all the couples on this beach were nude. Many were in varying stages of sex. Handjobs and blowjobs were happening openly around us. Some couples were even fucking right there in the open. I could not help but watch a few of them, and it was making me horny as shit. A deep heat spread through my belly.