#g!p

you had been at the beach all day. it had been the fourth of july recently, and while your family had already left, some of your friends were still there. you had been in a bikini or a cover-up that didn't do a good job all day. taylor tried to go back to the house almost ten times so she could finally jerk off to the thought of your glossy lips wrapped around her shaft, but something always happened, someone called her and she had to stay there.

and then the sun went down and the moon rose, the waves got calmer, the air colder, and you wanted to snuggle with your girl.

so you sat down on her without warning.

as soon as you felt the bulge in her shorts directly against your barely covered center, your eyes widened but you said nothing. she was so, so big that you could feel the head of her cock nudging your entrance. all you could think was... poor thing, who knows how long she'd been enduring that.

"god, honey, please," she whispered against your ear, wrapping her arms around your waist and shifting the lounge chair. you ended up on top of her, back to her chest.

"mmm?" you hummed lowly, settling your head under her chin.

"please," she breathed out, sending a shiver down your spine. you loved her voice right now.

and when she grabbed your towel to cover both of your legs, oh, you knew.

"i'm aching for you, sugar." her hands dug into your hips now that you two were covered by the soft and slightly wet pink fabric. "so long, i've been hard as a rock since fucking noon. please help me out, i won't even last long."

you pretended to consider it for a moment, even though you knew you'd say yes. everything was dark enough. no phone flashes turned on, no lanterns, no nothing. and your friends were drunk off their asses, two of them already falling asleep on their own towels on the sand, the other three chatting between themselves without even glancing at you and your girl.

"pretty please..." taylor's right leg bounced slightly, nudging the back of your knee with hers. "pretty please with a cherry on top. i'll be quiet, i swear to you, my goddess."

having her begging you so pathetically was so hot. it made you feel very powerful, even more so when you were usually the one who was pathetic for her. when the tables turned it was just... special.

"be quick about it," you whispered back, and she wasted no time in unbuttoning her shorts between your slightly spread legs, pulling them down just enough to tug her throbbing cock out of her boxers, which immediately bounced off your clothed pussy lips.

"i'll be quick. so, so quick, i promise." taylor pushed your useless skirt up and your bikini bottoms aside, taking one of your hands with hers and placing it there so you could hold them where they wouldn't get in the way.

the feel of your pussy against her leaky dick was... ugh.

with a shaky breath against your shoulder, she started rolling her hips up into yours, sliding her hot, wet length back and forth against your bare center in short, desperate thrusts, using her grip on your hips to keep you pressed down tight against her pelvic bone.

as one hand held onto your hip, the other settled on the tip of her cock to keep it pressed tightly against your cunt. she was whimpering and breathing heavily into your neck in no freaking time.

"you were so, so desperate for me, mommy," you turned your head to the side, leaving a smooch against the corner of her drooly mouth, noticing her eyes were closed in pure bliss.

meanwhile, your hand, previously holding the side of her neck, traveled down to your mound, where you decided to take matters into your own hands. you pushed hers away, and now you were holding her tip, and not just holding but grabbing it.

your hand was fisted, her sensitive mushroom tip sliding not only against your clit but also in and out of your fist. after hours and hours of sexual frustration, she finally felt that familiar knot in her belly.

"mhm- oh, baby," her fingers flexed at her side, her hand trying to find something to hold on to before finally finding its way to your throat, where she squeezed softly, her rings digging into your skin. "i'm gonna cum... oh, yes, my love, oh- lemme cum, yeah? let mama cum?"

you pumped your fist on her shaft just a couple of times, something that had her thighs trembling in no time.

"cum all over my pussy, baby," you allowed your head to fall back against her shoulder, feeling how she gave a few more erratic thrusts before she spilled all over the towel and your hand, just a few drops making it to your fatty lips.

you rubbed the creamy white cum on your hand all over them anyway.

taylor was left panting behind you as she fixed your panties gently. your friends? still oblivious. but now her cock was finally softening again, and she let out a calm, peaceful sigh.

"thank you so much. god, i came embarrassingly fast but that's what you do to me. this is how you make me be, a pathetic whore begging for your divine pussy. i'll make it up to you, my baby, as soon as we get back into that house."