This story takes place a few years ago in a pre-pandemic world. I don't remember the dialogue perfectly and have embellished just a few details to make it hotter, but this is very much a true story at heart.

I grew up on a Pacific island, but one of the poorer ones with little in the way of tourist infrastructure. There were always people from out of town stopping by, but they were usually either U.S. military or middle-aged white guys looking for a new surf spot.

Thus, it was quite the surprise one day when I showed up to my favorite beach after work, and lounging in the fading afternoon sun was a gorgeous redhead. She literally stuck out like a diamond, as her skin was a milky pale white, dozens of shades lighter than anyone else on the beach. Her hair was long and curly, and it almost looked ablaze in the soft afternoon glow.

It had been an overcast morning, so the beach was mostly empty. I laid my towel not far from hers; honestly, all I wanted to do was stare at her body. At that point in my life, I don't think I had ever seen someone who looked like her, and it didn't help that she was wearing an olive green two-piece bathing suit that left little to the imagination. She had a toned, athletic body with full breasts and a tight, round ass that swallowed up most of her thong.

My desire to be gentlemanly won out over my desire to be lecherous, and so instead I just gave her a friendly nod and smile and went to take a dip in the ocean. The contrast of the chilly water with the autumn heat calmed my unbearably horny mind, and after swimming a couple of miles I thought I had tamed my libido. Wishful thinking.

She was still on the beach when I exited the water, but this time sitting up so that she could look at the waves and slowly setting sun. I recall thinking that I didn't remember her towel being so close to mine when I stepped in the ocean.

When I got back to my things, I was acutely conscious of the fact she was watching me towel off. I had a slim but very muscular body from years of swimming, surfing, and weightlifting, and so I took my time with it, making sure she could see all the definition in my tanned body.

"How was the water?" she asked.

"Beautiful as always," I replied. "You aren't from around here, are you?"

We exchanged a few more pleasantries – her name was Lex, and she was visiting from out of town to visit her brother, who was serving on one of the local military bases. Her brother was working until late that evening, so she was just killing time until their dinner plans.

Not one to pass up a good opportunity, I offered to show her around the island. Her face lit up – she didn't know anyone else in the entire country and so she'd been feeling a bit out of place. I was nervous but already incredibly excited, although in hindsight I think she knew what she was getting into even more than I did.

I took her on a long drive along the coastline as the sun was setting. The beauty was almost surreal; the sun cast an orange sheen over emerald green waves to my left, and to my right sat one of the most beautiful women I'd ever laid eyes on, still with almost all of her skin showing, amber curls falling down just below her perky tits, smiling shyly at me as we exchanged synopses of our lives.

Eventually, I pulled over on the side of the road, so we could watch the sun finally dip below the horizon. Our conversation came to a natural pause, and we looked at each other in silence, before she leaned over and pulled my head into hers. Our kiss was not like what I was expecting – she was forceful, raw, primal, as though she was hungry, in stark contrast to her demure personality just moments before.

To my even greater surprise, not 10 seconds into our kiss, she reached over and started stroking my bulge over my pants.

"I've been wondering about this since the moment I saw you," she whispered. The feeling of her lips near my ear and her hands on my cock made me shiver, and I started to quickly stiffen in my board shorts.

I yanked her hair backwards, forcing her head upwards, so that I could lick and kiss and bite her neck. She moaned loudly, and grabbed with her other hand at my now fully swollen cock. I began to run my hands all over her body, squeezing her nipples gently under her bikini and grabbing roughly at her ass. She responded by yanking down my board shorts, revealing my throbbing shaft. She broke away from my lips, grabbing my shaft and guiding my swollen tip to her mouth.

At this point I couldn't help but let out a low moan, which only caused her to proceed with increase vigor. She stroked me slowly and tightly with both hands while sucking fervently on the end of my cock. My toes curled up and my mind went completely blank – this was easily the best blowjob I'd ever had in my life, and the fact that it was coming from such an exotic and gorgeous woman only amplified that pleasure.

I regained just enough consciousness to slip my fingers down her thong and massage her clit, feeling the warmth and wetness that was pouring from her throbbing slit. We pleasured each other like this for some time, before she pulled my cock out of her throat with a wet pop.

"I need to feel you inside of me," she breathlessly whispered. I could not have been more happy to oblige – I jumped out of my car and practically ran around to her side, before roughly dragging her out and bending her over my hood.

I gently teased her tight pussy and clit with my cockhead, causing her to moan and thrash. I had one hand gripping her hair and pushing her face down into my car so that she couldn't move, even though she was desperately trying to impale herself on me.

"Please, please, please, just fuck me!" she practically yelled, rubbing her hips on my car like an animal in heat. And at that point I could hold back no longer, so I pushed inside of her, savoring the feeling of her lips spreading to accommodate my thickness.

She moaned so loudly I could feel it in my body, a guttural noise that threw my brain into overdrive. I quickly worked up the pace until I was fully pounding her mercilessly, pulling out almost my entire length and then slamming it back into her. She could do nothing but moan and yelp and squirm as I ruined her tight little hole. Her pussy would clench and squeeze and drip all over my shaft as I worked her inside out.

Our peaceful pleasure was not to go unheard that night, though – fifteen minutes into our session, we see the headlights of a car coming down the road. "Stop!" she said. "Someone's coming!" At this point, I had fully lost my mind, and could not bear the thought of pulling out of her without first emptying my heavy balls – and so I didn't, continuing to pound her relentlessly even as the lights drew closer and brighter.

Eventually, the other car got close enough to see what we were doing. Whistles and shouts rang out from within – it was a Jeep full of four local boys, who were a bit drunk and clearly enjoying the show. They cheered me on as I pinned her down and wrecked her little hole, and she could do nothing but try to cover her face and tits with her hands, still making noises in protest but unable to articulate a sentence with my entire cock inside of her.

The men in the Jeep watched for a couple of minutes, whooping and catcalling her – I looked up and gave them a smile, enjoying the immense pleasure of both her tight pussy and the exhilaration of being watched. Soon, she started to really tense up around my shaft, and her squeals of protest became louder and less coherent. Then I felt a slick wetness around my shaft, almost pushing me out of her, as her legs started to quiver uncontrollably and her squeals turned to screams.

She came incredibly hard as I buried my cock back inside of her, forcing it against the newfound tightness her orgasm had generated. She had lost all pretense of caring about her modesty at this point, letting her body shake uncontrollably and making the most primal noises I've ever heard. The men in the Jeep yelled encouragement at both of us, and at this point I fully lost control. I pulled out of her, grabbed her by her hips, spun her around, and grunted heavily as I emptied a massive load all of her face.

This was met by more cheering – I sprayed her down with what felt like a dozen ropes of hot, thick cum, basking in the glory of that moment. She collapsed with a groan, leaning against the tire of my car, while I trembled with the aftershocks of such an intense orgasm.

The boys in the car gave us one last round of jeering and cheering before starting off along the road again. I stood there above her sitting body, cock still dripping the last of my load, admiring her lithe form and the mess we had made.

"You fucking asshole!" she half-yelled, and that snapped me out of my daze. I reached down for her in a panic, realizing what I had just done, but as my eyes met hers I realized she had a smile on her face. Her hands reached around the back of my head and she pulled me in for a kiss, rubbing my cum all over my own face and mouth. When our lips parted, we were both drenched in my load, and I couldn't help but laugh.

She then leaned over and took my half-hard cock into her mouth, cleaning off her juices and the last of my cum. I could do nothing but groan loudly and shake again, helplessly trying to peel her off my too-sensitive cock. Eventually she felt like she had gotten her fill of both my load and payback, and she leaned back with a satisfied sigh and another smile.

"So, when can we do that again?" She looked up at me with mischievous eyes, making my cock twitch.

That was the start of one of the hottest and most fun weeks of my life to this day. We had a few more risky adventures, which I could write about if anyone else cares to hear them. But that was by far the hottest one, and I hope you guys have as much fun reading it as I did writing it.