There have been those tales of friends and lovers who for some reason get separated. Be that it not being the right time, the need for growth or adventure or any of the other reasons. The one where they vow of in so many years it they are single then they will reconnect, but, this is not one of those stories.

This story started when Andrea was in her senior year of college, getting ready to graduate. She had looked back on her years at school, the missed parties, opportunities, and chances for adventure that one might take while they are in college. Andrea was not a prude, she just put more effort into her school work. She decided that she wanted to spend the last year relaxing a bit more on the rules she had set for herself. She started to attend a few more parties, especially after all of her homework was done. She also had a group of friends that she was close with but had never gone on any of their trips.

This year for spring break they were headed to a fun little spot on the coast. Andrea had heard their plans, but since she had never participated in any of their trips, the group didn’t think to invite her. She, instead, had to get herself invited and asked the group. Andrea talked to a couple of the other young women in the group and waited for an answer. About a week later, they told her that she was in. She was very excited and started to pack for the trip.

The group of six women drove to the beach and started their vacation. They arrived at the house that they were renting and went about setting up for a fun week. Andrea wasn’t as quick to relax as the other five women though. She still had her guard up and at the parties on the beaches, she tended to either hang out on the outside or near her friends. Many of her friends though had many encounters with different spring breakers who caught their fancy or charmed them.

The week was winding down and it was the night before their final day. Four of the women sat around the living room of the house that they were renting out, while two others were off on their own with people that they had met that day. They were drinking and having a good time, talking about the experiences that they had. As it got around to Andrea to share, she had no real story that was on the same level as theirs. She hadn’t gotten drunk and flashed strangers, or had any one night stands, like the others.

The other women didn’t say anything and weren’t judgmental of her, as this was how they knew their friend. Andrea, though, heard all the fun that her friends had been having and knew the other two that weren’t there probably had even wilder stories than the other three. As she laid in bed, she thought about trying to make the best of the last day that they had here at this coastal retreat. She snuggled into her pillow and her eyes closed as she went to sleep.

Andrea woke up about mid-morning, her mind sharp and focused on her goal she had for the day. She ate some breakfast and then she waited for some of her other friends to get ready. As they were finishing up, Andrea took one last look in the mirror, she looked at her skimpiest bikini she had brought, which was still not that revealing. The thin, light pink material clung to her chest, leaving plenty of soft, silky cleavage showing. The bottoms matched the thin, light pink top, and showed off quite a bit of her firm, round ass that wasn’t held in the fabric. She took a hair tie from around her wrist and quickly put up her long, raven-black hair, moving from off her shoulders and down her back. She was now ready to go and as she walked out of the bathroom, so was the rest of the group.

The group of women headed out onto the beach and started to walk along it, looking for where the crowd was forming today. They didn’t have to walk too far to come across a large gathering of people, mostly their age. Most of Andrea’s friends dispersed and intermingled within the large crowd. She sat on the outside of it for a few minutes observing the group that seemed to be getting louder and more wild as the minutes ticked by. The goal of the trip and the understanding from the night before flooded her mind. Instead of hanging on the outside of the group, she worked her way further into the middle.

As Andrea walked through the crowd, the people were packed in a bit closer. Also, she started to feel hands on her, some innocently touching her, while others were groping at her ass or her tits with little to no shame. She kept pushing through the crowd and found one of her other friends near a cooler of drinks. Andrea reached in and grabbed out a drink, cracked the top and started to drink it. On top of drinking, the circle had some good music going, so she started to dance. At first it was with some of her friends, but then there were other girls and then some guys.

Maybe it was the deal she had made with herself, or the liquid courage she was drinking, or perhaps it was just feeling left out by the people around her, but Andrea was starting to really try to fit in. At one point she saw a few of her friends and other women laying down on tables there on the beach, letting people take shots from between their tits and out of their navels. She waited till one of the tables became free and then sat on top of it. Andrea climbed on top of the table and reached behind her. She undid the tie on the bikini top and set it down next to her. A group of guys flocked over to her and soon she had alcohol poured into her navel and feeling guys tongues and lips playing with it. Then there were other times where shots were poured into glasses and she held them between her big tits for the person to pull out using their mouth.

The party seemed to love her as they cheered with every shot that was done off of her. After about ten shots, she decided that she was done. As she climbed up and started to put her top back on, a few people in the group handed her some beads. She finished securing her top and put the beads around her neck. Andrea was happy that she had tried something new and different, but this wasn’t her. Slowly, she pushed out of the group, again going through the wall of college-aged horny guys who took every opportunity to touch her that they could.

Once she got out of the crowd, Andrea started to walk back towards the house. As she got close to it, she saw one of the friends taking a guy inside and closing the door. She decided that the house was probably not going to be the quiet sanctuary that she was looking for. Instead, Andrea kept walking along the beach. She passed several groups and families, she could hear the waves crashing against the sand and the seagulls squawking overhead. She pushed farther and farther down the beach and then up a little stone pathway where there was a tall lighthouse. The lighthouse was beautiful and for some reason it had no one around it.

Andrea climbed up to the main area of it and then around to the part that faced out to the ocean. She put her back up against the outside of the structure as she sat on the ground. The soundscape of the area was much more serene, as just the ocean and birds could be heard. If not for the people she could still see far away, she could pretend that she was on her own. Andrea took a few minutes to get lost in the peaceful surroundings. Then she pulled out her phone. First, she checked her messages, but no one had messaged her checking on her. Then, taking advantage of the quiet, she opened up a book on her phone and started to read.

Time slipped by, her consciousness of her surroundings almost completely gone. Chapter after chapter she read, here at the lighthouse with the scenic landscape backdrop. As Andrea sat there, another person approached the lighthouse, most likely looking for the same escape.

The stranger was tall and handsome. He had a bit of longer brown hair that seemed a bit mussed up from some type of event. He had entrancing amber colored eyes and a fairly fit physique. As the sun was starting to go down, he had curled around to the side of the lighthouse as Andrea was. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw here there. As the stranger jumped he made enough noise to alert her to his presence.

Andrea looked up from her book, curious about the noise she had just heard. She looked upon this stranger and turned her phone off. She introduced herself ant the two started to talk. Through some discussion, it seems like they were roughly doing the same thing, except his friends had been making fun of him for not being on their level. Andrea could understand how he felt and invited him to sit with her. They talked about quite a bit and seemed to have a connection that they had never felt before.

Jake had been to the lighthouse before and knew a few secrets, of which he wanted to share with the woman he had just met. He stood up and offered his hand to her. She took it and he helped to pull her up. He walked over with her, around to the other side. Jake twisted the door handle and it opened, the old metal door and hinges squealing loudly. He led her inside and up the stairs that arced around in circles till it reached the top landing where the light swirled around.

Andrea wasn’t expecting a long hike up a ton of stairs and was a bit mad at Jake. That was, until they reached the top and had a 360 degree view of the area. At the moment, the sun was disappearing behind some clouds as it setted. The sky was filled with a mix of different pink, purple and orange hues, swirling together to paint a romantic scene. If Jake’s personality or his eyes were not swoon worthy enough, this backdrop was perfect. If he made a move, there was no way that she could resist.

At first, Jake sat them on the floor at the top, he wasn’t sure when the right moment might be. Then as the sky was a brilliant masterpiece, he made his move. He reached his hand over and pulled her chin towards him. He moved in and kissed her on the lips in a deep passionate kiss. He moved his hand up to her cheek, and then curled his long fingers behind her head, pulling her into it. He moved slowly, not trying to rush her or their moment together.

Jake moved his other hand down and started to play with her chest. His palm curled around the curature of her breast, feeling it through the thin fabric. He could feel her nipple, peaked and pointed, pressing against him. He reached behind her and slowly pulled at the ends of her bikini top. The ends came loose and the tiny bit of material was pulled over her head. Now Jake’s fingers glided over her soft, smooth skin. His fingers dug into her flesh as he gently squeezed into it. Then his fingers moved to her perfectly pink nipples and lightly kneaded them between them.

Andrea let out a light moan as she felt him exploring her. She moved her hands across his chest and then further down. Her hands made it to his swim trunks and could feel his growing bulge as it pressed into the fabric. Her hands rubbed against it, moving back and forth, teasing him. After many long strokes, her hands pulled at the drawstring tied in front. The clothing pulled loose and she started to move him out of them. Now her hands grasped his hard cock with nothing between them. Her own passion and desire pushed her further and further as she slowly stroked his length.

Jake enjoyed feeling her hands sliding against him. His hands moved further down as they still kissed. His hands came down to her hips where her bottoms were tied. He pulled quickly on the strings and they pulled out. He gripped the piece of clothing and pulled them from her body. The sun had set now and the only light that they had was the occasional pass of the light from the lighthouse overhead. There bodies were draped in shadows, only illuminated to their own eyes for just a split second.

Jake laid Andrea down on the floor, and climbed in between her legs. He took his hard cock and guided it against her slit. He rubbed it against her for several passes before pushing his thick head against her entrance. He pushed his hips down and he slowly started to pierce her entrance. He pulled back a bit and then thrusted a bit more, working him in deeper. He worked his hips more and more till he was all the way inside of her.

Andrea felt as Jake’s cock was rubbing against her outside of her slit. Then as he started to push into her, she felt her pussy having to stretch to accept his thick cock. She moaned through a held breath of anticipation as she felt him moving deeper into her pussy. Andrea rocked her hips helping to hit every spot she wanted inside of her. With each thrust, his cock was filling her full and causing her body to tremble as it pushed her closer towards her release. Andrea moaned out more and more as he kept pounding deep into her. Her toes curled up and her eyes rolled back as another deep moan escaped her lips. Another deep thrust and she was pushed over the edge and felt as she no longer had control. Her body convulsed around his cock as her orgasm swept through her body. Waves of pleasure spilled out and crashed through every inch of her sending her into a deep state of ecstasy.

Jake thrust deeper and deeper till he was all the way inside of her. He felt her rocking her hips and reacting to his cock plunging deeper and deeper inside. Her moans pushed him to thrust faster and deeper, wanting to push her closer to her climax. Jake pushed in again and felt her tight pussy starting to tighten and then loosen. As he continued to fuck her, the feeling of her pussy tightening down around his cock sent him over his edge. He kept thrusting himself in and out, feeling her contractions milking the cum out of his cock. With one last pump, he could no longer move. He held himself there, deep inside of her, with his cock still erupting, his load flooding her pussy.

It took several minutes for them both to recover. They laid in the darkness, only briefly silhouetted by the flashing light as the lighthouse beacon passed overhead. Jake loved so far away and neither believed in long distance relationships so as they talked they knew that this was just more of a fling. They did know that there was some sort of deeper connection, so they made an agreement that every five years they would meet back up at the lighthouse and see if there was still something there. Jake walked her down from the lighthouse, and Andrea walked back to the house, the load of cum still inside of her.

Five years later, things were very different for Andrea. She was married to a nice guy who she had met a few years later. Jake tried dating others, but something about Andrea he couldn’t get over.

Andrea had taken her husband on a vacation to the beach. They stayed at a nice hotel and had been enjoying the time away from the real world. The day of the five year anniversary was upon her and she was nervous. She was married and while she thought about Jake still, she was not wanting to ruin her marriage.

Jake sat outside of the lighthouse, hopeful that this woman would show up. As time passed, his hope slowly faded like a candle burning down to the end of its wick. The sun was nearly setting and Jake felt like she was not coming. He gave it thirty more minutes. The sun slowly sunk below the horizon and he finally gave up hope. He walked back around the lighthouse to leave, and there stood Andrea at the bottom of the steps.

Jake ran up to her and wrapped his arms around her. It was like his body still remembered her after these five long years. He could tell there was some hesitation to her though, as she didn’t hug him right away. He looked down and saw the ring on her finger and all of his hope seemed to vanish.

Andrea stood there, Jake’s arms wrapped around her. She didn’t hold him back but she could feel her body reacting to him. This craving that hadn’t gone away resurfaced. She grabbed him by the hand and led him back to the top to enjoy another evening with him.