Chapter 7

That evening, I found myself in an upmarket beachside restaurant with Tom. He had clearly put some effort into his appearance. Still rough around the edges, he was wearing a shirt that was pulled taut against his big muscles.

We started with a bottle of chilled white wine, its crispness a perfect complement to the warm evening air. The conversation flowed easily as we shared stories and laughed. Tom was charming and attentive, his eyes never leaving mine.

I opened up about my sexless marriage. Tom nodded, his eyes softening with understanding. "I'm sorry you went through that, Kate. You deserve so much more."

"I do," I agreed. "And I'm starting to realise that. Meeting people like you, like Anna and Sabrina... it's opening my eyes to new possibilities. Maybe I don’t need to be tied down to one person for the rest of my life."

"Sabrina?" Tom asked, raising an eyebrow. “The one you saw having group sex at the waterfall?”

"Yes," I said, a small smile playing on my lips. "She's in a polyamorous relationship. It’s something I’ve been thinking a lot about lately. I never knew it was an option, but it makes so much sense to me now."

Tom nodded thoughtfully. "I've never wanted to settle down. I enjoy sex too much, enjoy the freedom. I guess I’ve always avoided any commitment.”

"Well, I don’t think you necessarily have to avoid commitment,” I said, “but why should we be limited to one person? Why not also explore love and desire with whoever we want?"

Tom smiled. "I think you might be onto something, Kate."

After we finished our meals, we decided to take a walk along the beach. The moonlight cast a silver glow on the waves, and the sound of the surf reminded me of my adventurous night with Anna. Tom took my hand, his grip warm and firm. We strolled in comfortable silence for a while, just enjoying the moment.

Eventually, far from the lights of the beach restaurants, we came across a set of sun loungers, lined up ready to be rented out the next day. We paused, and sat down on one, listening to the waves.

Tom turned to me, his eyes reflecting the moonlight. "I’ve had a really nice time tonight, Kate."

I smiled, feeling a rush of warmth. "Me too. I’m glad we did this."

He leaned in, and our lips met in a soft, tentative kiss. His hand moved to cup my cheek, and the kiss deepened, becoming more urgent. I felt a spark of desire ignite within me as his tongue parted my lips, exploring my mouth with a gentle yet insistent pressure.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. His hands moved down my back, tracing the curve of my spine. The feel of his touch sent shivers of pleasure through me, and I pressed my body against his, craving more.

As our kisses grew more passionate, I found myself lying back on the sun lounger, pulling him down with me. His hand went to my shoulder, slipping the strap of my dress down and freeing one of my breasts. Holding it in his hand, he took my nipple in his mouth and sucked on it, making me gasp as a bolt of pleasure flushed through my whole body.

I could feel his hard cock pressed against my leg, and I quickly unbuttoned his shorts and slid my hand inside, wrapping it around his warm shaft. He slipped my other strap down, exposing both my breasts now and started teasing and sucking the other nipple. I arched my back in pleasure, holding his cock as I did so.

I was practically panting with desire, I couldn’t wait any longer. “Fuck me,” I whispered in his ear.

Tom didn’t need any further encouragement. He sat up and got a condom from his wallet, pulling his shorts down just enough to expose his thick cock and roll it on. Meanwhile, I took my knickers off and lay back on the sunbed, my dress hiked up enough to show off my aching, wet cunt.

Tom positioned himself between my legs, his eyes locking onto mine as he guided his cock to my entrance. I felt the tip press against me, and I gasped in anticipation. Slowly, he pushed inside, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through me. I moaned softly, wrapping my legs around him, urging him deeper.

He moved slowly at first, each thrust sent a shiver of ecstasy through my body. I was arching my back, my hands above my head. He grabbed my wrists, holding me down against the sunbed as he fucked me, his mouth finding my breast again.

“Oh my god, that feels so good,” I breathed, letting out a moan with every thrust. “I love the feeling of your hard cock inside me.”

He picked up the pace, my mind overwhelmed with the sensations coursing through me. Every movement, every touch, heightened my arousal, driving me closer to the edge. I struggled against his firm grip but he tightened his hands around my wrists. I was desperate for him, needing him harder, deeper.

Tom's thrusts became more urgent, his cock hitting the perfect spot with each movement. I felt the tension building inside me, ready to explode. With a final, powerful thrust, I cried out, my orgasm crashing over me in a wave of pure bliss.

As the climax dissipated, I became aware of a couple walking past at the shoreline. “Tom!” I whispered urgently. He was still inside me, filling me with his big cock, but he stopped his thrusts. They continued past as if they hadn’t seen us, but they headed for a sunbed at the other end of the row.

Tom couldn’t resist gently moving in and out of me, both of us trying to be quiet now. The couple settled on a sunbed, their whispers and giggles reaching us. Before long, their quiet laughter turned into soft moans and the unmistakable sounds of sex. Glancing over, I could see through the forest of umbrellas that the woman was kneeling on the sunbed and the man was taking her from behind.

This sight made me even more aroused. Tom's slow, deliberate thrusts kept me on edge, our movements synced to the rhythm of the waves and the other couple's escalating passion. I could hear the woman's moans growing louder, blending with the man's grunts and I felt my own orgasm approaching.

I nodded, my eyes half-closed as I focused on the sensations. "Fuck me harder," I whispered, throwing caution to the wind.

Tom obliged, increasing his pace, his thrusts deeper and more powerful. The sounds of the other couple spurred us on, and I felt the tension coiling tightly within me. The woman's moans reached a crescendo, and her cries of pleasure sent me over the edge. My own orgasm ripped through me, and I clung to Tom, my nails digging into his back as I lost myself in the intensity of it.

I could tell from Tom’s breathing that he was getting close to his own release. I thought about him coming all over my breasts last time, but suddenly I knew what I wanted.

“Tom,” I whispered urgently, “I want you to come inside me. Will you take off the condom?”

He quickly withdrew and pulled off the condom. I put my hand between my legs, and touched myself. I was swollen and wet, the slightest touch on my clit sending bolts of electricity through my body. The other couple were going at it again, I could see that the woman was riding the man now, her large breasts bouncing in the moonlight.

“I want your cum inside me,” I told him again. He knelt back between my legs and thrust inside me.

“Oh my god,” he moaned in pleasure at the heightened sensation.

He began fucking me with a renewed ferocity, heading full steam towards his release. Each thrust sent waves of ecstasy through me, and I felt him getting closer, his movements becoming more erratic.

“Yes, Tom, just like that,” I urged, my own climax building once more.

He buried himself deep inside me, and with a final, powerful thrust, I felt him release. The sensation of his warmth filling me was wonderful. Tom groaned loudly, his body trembling as he came. Just the thought of his cum inside me tipped me over the edge again and I felt another orgasm rip through me. I clung to him, our bodies entwined as we rode out the waves of pleasure together.

As we both came down from our high, Tom collapsed beside me on the sun lounger, his breathing heavy and laboured. We lay there, spent and satisfied, the night air cool against our heated skin. The only sounds were the crashing of waves and the moans of the other woman having another orgasm. Suddenly, the man started groaning too as he also reached his climax.

Tom and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. “That was incredible,” he murmured, his hand gently caressing my arm.

Eventually, we straightened our clothing and headed back to my chalet, giggling and stumbling along the moonlit beach. Once inside, we wasted no time, racing upstairs to the bed. The rest of the evening was a blur of intense passion and raw desire, with Tom fucking me again and again until we were both utterly spent.

To be continued...