The beach was perfect, with the sun casting its warm glow over the golden sands and the gentle waves kissing the shore. I walked hand in hand with my boyfriend, my blond hair shimmering in the sunlight. At five foot two, I knew I was the epitome of a pocket-sized beauty, with a figure that was both curvaceous and delicate. My blue eyes sparkled with mischief, always ready to tease or surprise him.
As we strolled, I could feel his pride, the way he held me a little tighter when he noticed others admiring me. But there was something else in the air today, something darker, more exciting. I could sense his arousal, a deeper desire bubbling just beneath the surface.
The beach was dotted with groups of people, but it was the group of tall, muscular black men that caught both our eyes. They were walking towards us, their powerful strides making them look even taller. I was at eye level with their waistlines, and I couldn’t help but glance at them as they approached.
There was a thrill in the contrast between their towering frames and my petite figure. I felt my pulse quicken, a heat spreading through my body. As they drew nearer, I noticed their shorts hanging low, the unmistakable bulges straining against the fabric. My mind raced with vivid images, each one more tantalizing than the last.
My boyfriend’s hand tightened around mine, a silent acknowledgment that he too had noticed. I glanced downwards, my eyes lingering on those bulges. My heart pounded in my chest, my own arousal growing with each passing second. The thought of being at eye level with those impressive erections sent a jolt of electricity through me.
The first man passed us, his bulge almost brushing against my face. I felt my breathing quicken, my lips parting slightly. The second man followed, and this time, I was more brazen. I looked up at him, my eyes wide and innocent, and then back down at his bulge. My boyfriend’s cock throbbed in his shorts, hardening noticeably.
“Go ahead,” my boyfriend murmured, his voice thick with desire. I glanced up at him, my eyes dark with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. I knew what he was thinking; I always did. And I didn’t need any more encouragement.
As the next man approached, I let go of my boyfriend’s hand and took a step forward, my small frame dwarfed by his. I looked up at him with my big blue eyes, and he smirked, clearly amused by the attention. Without a word, I knelt down in the sand, my face level with his crotch.
“My name’s Zeus,” he said, his voice deep and resonant. I nodded, a wicked grin on my lips, before reaching up and tugging down his shorts, freeing his massive erection. It stood proudly, inches from my face, thick and veined. I glanced back at my boyfriend, the same wicked grin on my lips, before leaning forward and taking Zeus into my mouth.
The sensation of Zeus’s thick, black cock in my mouth was almost too much to bear. I could feel the heat building in my groin, my arousal growing with each passing second. I moved with a practiced ease, my tongue swirling around the head before taking him deeper. Zeus groaned, his hand resting lightly on my head, guiding my movements.
I felt a thrill of excitement knowing my boyfriend was watching, his arousal reaching a fever pitch. The beach around us seemed to fade away, leaving just the three of us in this moment. My head bobbed up and down, my cheeks hollowing as I sucked Zeus with enthusiasm. The sounds of my slurping, Zeus’s groans, and the rhythmic smack of my lips filled the air, blending with the distant crash of the waves.
“Come here,” I murmured to my boyfriend, pulling away for a moment. “Lick it.”
His heart raced as he approached us. I held Zeus’s cock in my hand, guiding my boyfriend closer. My eyes were full of mischief and lust. He knelt beside me, his face now level with that magnificent cock. The musky scent was intoxicating.
“Go ahead,” I whispered again, my voice even more seductive. “Lick it.”
He hesitated for only a moment before leaning in, his tongue flicking out to taste the thick shaft. The sensation was electric, a mix of salt and sweat. I watched, my eyes dark with desire as he ran his tongue along the length of Zeus’s cock. I held it steady, guiding him as he explored every inch.
Zeus groaned, his hands resting on both our heads now, guiding our movements. I took the head back into my mouth, and my boyfriend licked and kissed along the shaft, our combined efforts bringing Zeus closer to the edge. The act of sharing this with my boyfriend, of pleasuring this man together, was the most erotic experience of my life.
Zeus let out a deep, satisfied groan, his body tensing as he came. I didn’t miss a beat, swallowing every drop, my eyes locked on my boyfriend the entire time. When I finally pulled away, a satisfied smile on my lips, I stood up and walked back to him, my eyes still dark with desire.
He pulled me into his arms, his own need nearly overwhelming. As our lips met in a searing kiss, I could taste the salty tang of Zeus’s cum on my lips. It only fueled his desire further, his cock throbbing with urgent need. This was just the beginning, I realized. There were still more men walking past, their eyes on me, their bulges straining against their shorts.
And I knew, without a doubt, that we were both in for an unforgettable afternoon.
