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Summer is finally here, and life is good. You're enjoying a stress-free two months before you start college. You're at the beach with your family. You're wearing a white string bikini you received in the mail from your secret admirer. You can't believe your parents let you wear it. You're walking along the beach, enjoying the looks from all the guys, and you wander pretty far up the beach. You see me, by myself, digging a huge hole in the sand. "Hi! Whatcha doin?" You know me a little bit. You don't know that I'm your secret admirer..
I didn't see you earlier. I turn and see you in that bikini. You wore it! I can't help but check your body out - you are so fine. I'm wearing shorts.

Lucky for me, they're baggy.

You laugh as I tell you I was just about to bury myself in the sand. You wait only a second before saying yes when I ask you if you want to be buried instead. The hole is so deep you can stand straight up in it, with only your head above the sand. You put your feet apart against the far sides of the hole - legs spread a bit. I carefully put the sand around you, filling the hole. The sand is warm and dry. As the sand gets past your knees, you realize how heavy it is.

It's hard to move. Still, you know me (a little) so you keep chatting. I love to listen to you talk and laugh. The sand comes up to your waist. The warm pressure feels good, and even though the grains of sand tickle you as they build up towards your breasts, you begin to feel really sexy. All that pressure against you, touching you with warmth everywhere - plus you can't really move - all this you find sexy. My body is showing a little sweat, and my muscles are pumped some - that's sexy too. !

You hold your arms out from your body and I bury them, too. Only your head and long beautiful hair is free. You look at me as I carefully brush some sand off your the side of your face. I look at you with all this intensity - it makes you a little nervous..

"OK," you say, trying not to seem scared. "Take a picture, and then get me out of here."

My face is still close to yours. I lean my head over, and whisper in your ear, "You are so beautiful. I've watched you so long. I can't believe we're so close now."

"That's great," you say with sarcasm. You try to twist your head to look me in the eyes, but the sand holds you tight. "You can let me out of here, right FUCKING now!" That sexy feeling you had before is all gone. You're totally nervous now. You aren't facing your parents, and don't know why the hell they haven't come for you - it's been a long time since you walked up the beach.

"Of course," I say. I'm still whispering, with my lips just brushing your hair beside your ear. "I just need one thing."

"What?"

"A really nice kiss."

You're torn. You're pissed off, but you're helpless. I'm being a dick, but I'm cute. You never thought of me much at school, but wearing just my shorts, you can see I've got a nice body. Also, the way I look at you, now that you notice - it's pretty sexy.

"A kiss, and then you'll dig me out?"

"If it's really nice, yes."

You wait a moment, and look at me, wondering how "nice" you have to be. "OK," now you're the one whispering.

I press myself on the ground in front of you. My face is so close to yours. My head is tilted sideways. You close your eyes as my lips near yours. You feel
my lips softly brush against yours. Our lips are closed. I press more firmly.
The warm sand is feeling pretty good again. The pressure is soothing, and your
nervousness floats away. My lips come apart a bit and you feel my tongue slide
slowly across your lips. A shiver of excitement goes through your body. Maybe
this is where you have to be nice, you think. You open your lips a little. My
tongue enters your mouth, and you feel my hand behind your head, holding you
against me. You begin to kiss me back, finally. It feels so good - our lips
massaging each other, our tongues entwined. You lose track of time - we kiss
for two minutes? five ? ten? You're glad you're buried now, because you
don't know if you would be able to control yourself if you could move your arms
and legs.
Still, the kiss - better, more exciting, and sexier than any you've ever seen
on TV or imagined, continues. Finally, I pull my head back. You open your
eyes, and now the intensity you saw in my eyes is something you're beginning to
feel in yourself.
"Are you ready?" I ask.
You don't think I'm talking about digging you out, but you sigh "Yeah, I'm
ready."
My fingers reach towards your neck and gently push the sand away. As they do,
they touch and massage your soft sensitive skin. As your shoulders are
uncovered, the massage continues, and feels so good. Your arms, stretching away
from your body, remain covered, but I clear the sand away from your breasts. As
I move down from the tops, I am feeling them, rubbing them. When I reach your
nipples, they are so sensitive, each touch is like a shock through your whole
body. You want to say something - you can't seem to find your voice. It feels
so good. So good. The underside of your breasts are cleared, and my hands
reach to cup them, my thumbs rubbing your nipples still. Your eyes droop and
your lips pout as the sexual excitement is almost too much to bear.
I move to clear more sand. You can see that my shorts are pointing straight out
- I am as aroused as you are. I clear the sand away from your chest and belly.
It tickles a little, but you're so excited that you don't mind. All I'm
clearing is around your front. Your arms are still trapped. You want to tell
me to unbury your arms, but you know I won't. You want to scream, but you just
know no one will hear you. And you are finding my attention so sexy - so you
let me continue.
I reach your waist. My hands continue their feathery touch along your body.
The tickles are all gone - now it's just pleasure you feel. The muscles in
your chest and abdomen flex and tense, but you remain unable to get free. I get
closer to your hips, and finally your tiny string bikini bottoms are in view.
As I scoop the sand away from you, my hands brush your thighs. They reach
between your legs and brush against your soft, sensitive mound. Electricity
arcs through you. You want to scream in pleasure, scream in fear. Yet you keep
quiet. You tug at your arms and legs, but the sand - so soft and loose to my
touch, holds you like iron. There's nothing you can do, and it feels too good
to stop me anyway. The sand is clear to your mid thigh, but still I am rubbing
you between your legs. The sensation is uncontrollable. You feel your own
moisture soaking through your bikini - you know I'll feel it in a moment, but
there's no stopping it. The smell of the s!
ea air is mixed with arousal, before the slight ocean breeze takes it away. My
hands move away from you, and you feel both disappointment and relief. Your eyes
focus to see I'm unhooking your front-clasp top, peeling the white scraps of fabric
away, exposing your breasts and nipples to my hungry view.
"No..." your mind wants to say, but your mouth only lets out a soft moan. My
hands go back down, stroking your body so gently, yet firmly. I begin to lick
and kiss all over your breasts. I pull one nipple in my mouth. My lips close
around you and begin to suck, while my tongue flicks against the end of your
nipple. You've never felt anything like it. With my hands pressing against
your sex, stroking and rubbing, you are beside yourself. Soft moans which had
been escaping your lips raise to grunts as your body tenses, tenses more and
finally, as I flick my fingers against your sex, bursts into orgasmic release.
You can see nothing, hear nothing, taste nothing and smell nothing. Your entire
body just is overwhelmed with feeling, as the orgasm causes you to shudder and
moan.
Your eyes unscrew and open, and you see me go back to pulling sand away. My
hands rub your thighs, massaging your quivering flesh and soothing you as your
breathing returns to normal. Your eyes close again as you enjoy my touch.
You feel my hands begin to firmly massage your body, moving up now from your
knees. I only briefly press against your moist puss before continuing up,
rubbing your skin lovingly. I linger at your breasts, holding them in my hands,
and gently stroking the nipples until they are again hard and ultra-sensitive.
My hands work their way up to your shoulders and neck again, and as you open
your eyes, you can only see I'm on my knees facing you now. My face becomes a
blur as I rush in for our second kiss. There is no hesitation this time, as
your mouth opens eagerly to accept my tongue. Our lips join us as one. You
dart your tongue into my mouth as your lips press and pull at my own. My hands
move down to your breasts again as you feel my body press against yours.
For the first time, you feel my manhood pressing against your belly. It's
warm, and firm, and thick. As we kiss, you can feel it throbbing. A flash of
fear passes through you, but the unbelievable kiss and the delicious sensations
over your body push the fear away. As much as you can, given the restraint of
the sand, you press your body into mine - you belly into my hard cock.
My hands work their way down, more quickly now, past your belly, and again
between your legs. I rub you for a few brief moments, and your body begins to
tense again. You feel my hands stroke out towards your hips, where the bikini
is tied in place. I tug at the strings, and peel the front down. You are
completely exposed to me. Your pubic hair is moist with your slick fluids.
Your lower lips are momentarily cool, exposed suddenly to the air.
Even though you've never felt so excited, fear returns. Your parents - where
ARE they? What if they saw you like this? What about the other people on the
beach - they might be able to see what's going on! And now you're totally
nude! Only your arms and lower legs impossibly trapped by this immovably heavy
sand. I'm THROBBING against your belly, inches away from being INSIDE of you!
You try to pull your head away, to tell me to stop. I press my head forward,
stroking my tongue against yours, my fingers sliding along your most private
skin, making you feel better than you ever have before. Your voice dies down,
and you kiss me back. Your hips press forward - you can't help yourself.
My hands leave you for a moment, and my body is no longer pressed against you.
Still, the kiss goes on. A moment later, you feel my flesh against yours, and
you jerk your head back, looking down. I'm as naked as you are. My penis
pressed against you, my hands rubbing your breasts some more. As good as you
feel, as overwhelming as the sensation is, this is too far.
"No," you whisper. "You can't. Please stop."
The sensations continue. One of my hands rubs possessively down your chest,
feathering across your body, passing through your lower hair. My hand is
between your legs, rubbing your lips, stroking your body in a way which takes
your breath away. Still, you continue....
"Please...." Your breathing is getting heavier, and more and more of you
wants me to continue, but the fear remains. I continue to touch your body
everywhere, and I lean in to kiss you once more.
You begin to realize there's not much you can do to stop this from happening -
and you're not sure you want me to stop. Just as you're about to relax and
let nature take its course, a terrifying thought bursts to your mind, and you
pull away from my kiss....
"Where's a condom? We need a condom!"
I press my lips to your ear. "Neither of us have done this before, right? We
won't get AIDS or anything. You know you want to do this."
Your period ended a couple of weeks ago. "Asshole!" you hiss, "I'll
get pregnant!!!" You feel my cock at your ultrasensative lips....
"I need you," I say. You stretch as I push the big head of my cock inside of
you....
"Stop! Don’t! You can’t!" One of my hands strokes the bump above your lower
lips - your clitoris. The shock feels unreal. Another inch disappears inside
of you. Your arms and legs tug and pull, but the sand doesn't budge.
"We can. We are." I hold where I am, giving you a moment to get used to my
size. I'm only average sized, but this is new for us both.
"Please...." Your voice is soft. Your body is alive with pleasure.
"You know… you want this" I hoarsely whisper, as my body presses against your
tightness. I am pressing against your cherry now.
"I don't...." Your voice catches in your throat as I suddenly shove myself
forcefully in, breaking your hymen and making you a woman. "Ohh, God!" you
exclaim while I grunt, eyes screwed shut. As my full length enters you, you
feel pain - quite a bit. Through the pain, your mind rejoices - it feels so
RIGHT to have me inside of you, so deep....
I pull my hips back until only the head of my penis is in you. I shove myself
inside you again. There's more sharp stinging, but you begin to feel excited
again. I continue to thrust in you while my hands massage your clit and
breasts. I reach to kiss you again, but you shake your head while moaning.
Our bodies rock together in a dance as old as time. Your eyes close as you let
yourself enjoy the sensation. My hands are strong and my cock feels so
wonderful inside of you. Your body shudders in pleasure. At some point, you
reach out to kiss me, and our tongues move in a miniature version of what our
bodies are doing. You still wish your arms and legs were free, but now it's to
wrap them around me, pull me deeper, and hold me completely. Your hips are
tilting to match my every shove, and with each slap of our flesh together, our
minds become more instinctual. We're desperate to be together. You feel
another orgasm approaching, and the tension in your body builds to a peak. Just
another moment, and you'll be there.
"Gonna... come," I grunt while thrusting inside of you.
"Noooo… Please!" you say in between my thrusts and shake your head from side
to side.
I keep thrusting, my muscles rippling as I spear deeply into you. I cry out your
name as I keep pushing. Your mind is a fog from all the sensation. I slow down
a bit and you look down. As I angle for the deepest penetration, our chests
separate slightly. You are mesmerized by the sight of my cock slowly
disappearing into you – we're joined by our sex as one person. Your body
feels so good now – every nerve ending is aroused. I pull slowly out of you,
and then inch by inch slide back into your depths. You feel yourself stretching
to accommodate me, and it feels so good to have me there. Still, you know I
have to stop.
Reality reenters your brain. "No!" you gasp. "No... Please… pull out....
not in me…."
You see and feel me slowly withdraw. Two, three, four inches of my shaft pull
out of you. You feel my firm head pull back past your over-stimulated lips,
stretching them apart. Enormous relief is tinged with a hint of sadness as you
realize I'm going to pull out. As my body leaves yours with a soft pop, the
emptiness feels awful, alien. You want with all your body just to feel one last
delicious sensation of fullness.
"Wait," you say, and you wrench your hips forward, stretching to get your
labia around the end of my pulsing cock. My eyes close with a quick gasp. My
whole body stiffens, then shudders as you push yourself forward onto my cock.
My lips curve up into a smile. I lean forward, sinking slowly into you once
more. Oh, the bliss! It feels sooo wonderful and full and hot and
indescribably joyous! I place my lips at your ear.
"I love you," I whisper, and we renew our passionate dance.
I start moving faster, entering you with ever more force. I stop rubbing your
body - my hands are holding tight to your hips, keeping you still while I slam
myself into you. Lust has us both. You feel so unbelievably good. Your body
and mind are overwhelmed with pleasure.
You grunt now to each thrust. "I'll... get... pregnant...!" I don't slow
down at all. Even as you warn me, your body feels hotter and hotter, and you
feel yourself arching towards me, wanting me, needing me to release inside of
you.
You know I won't stop - I can't stop. My eyes are closed, my teeth clenched.
I'm holding you so hard I'm probably bruising you inside and out. Your whole
body is as tense as a vibrating guitar string. You look down past your bouncing
breasts at your flat belly and flash forward – thinking about it becoming round
with a baby. Even though you know it's insane, you feel yourself get even
slicker.
Your coming orgasm takes over and your grunts become words timed with each
pistoning thrust of my cock. "Wanna.... Knock me up? ? Go on…. Do it....
Fuck me.... Fuck me.... Fill me.... Do it! Cum inside me! Don't Stop! Fill
me up! Do it! DO IT!!!!" Your cries rise to a scream as you feel me slam my
whole body forward with all my might and stay there. My cock is shoved as far
into you as possible, and you can feel it jerking on its own. You can see all
the muscles in my neck, chest and shoulders knot and flex as my whole body is
consumed with filling you. You know I'm coming deep, deep inside your fertile
body.

The fear and excitement and pleasure all combine and you explode in orgasm again
– feeling beyond your wildest dreams. Your eyes roll back in your head, your
muscles spasm, and your body shakes uncontrollably against mine as you suck the
last of my potent cum into your womb. Your body quivers and I begin to gently
rock forward and back within you. Your body is overwhelmed with waves of
continuing pleasure. You close your eyes as you feel me slowly withdrawing and
reentering your most private place.
You remain overwhelmed with joy. You softly say, in time with my gentle
thrusts…. "Oh baby... Oh God… I can’t believe we did that… Felt so good… You
coming in me… Felt so good… Every drop… Inside of me…. Oh yeah…." Our breath
is ragged, our hearts pounding. You look into my soft eyes, and whisper, "Dig
me out, and let's do it again...."

Author's note: After a few initial emails, I sent this story to the girl I'd been
admiring for a while. She loved it! I'll let you know how things turn out....