I grasped one slim foot, and after brushing off the sand, sucked on her big toe. A wordless cry tore from her lips, and I pressed my advantage, running my tongue between her toes, then doing the same thing on her other foot. I was in high gear now, my prick swollen and dripping, pointing at her fur pie like a heat-seeking missle, but by God I had a job to finish and I wasn’t going to rush it!

I took long licks up her shins, drinking in the sweat she was now freely producing in the heat of her arousal. I continued to her thighs, planting a lingering kiss on her pubic mound and inhaling her heady scent, but denying her any further stimulation for now. She grabbed my head and tried to force it between her legs, which she spread apart reflexively, but I pulled away, skipping over her dripping snatch to nuzzle her flat belly.

"Oh shit!" she cried out desperately. "I can’t take any more!"

I ignored her, and licked the droplets of salty water from her tight abs, curling my tongue briefly into her navel and making her squeal again. She was now pounding on the towels with her fists, incoherent, as I finally reached those succulent tits. After taking a minute to admire the taut mounds, the rosy cones of her nipples thrusting upward, the discs of her areolae wrinkled tightly and glistening in the sun, I slowly ran my tongue along the underside of one breast. The tangy dewdrops dotting her flesh burst on my tongue as I stroked my way in a spiral toward her nipple.

By the time I slurped the stiff teat into my hungry mouth she was a wreck, and actually climaxed on the spot just from the suction applied to her hyperstimulated boob. I could smell the sexual perfume rising from between her legs as I closed my eyes and enjoyed suckling her small breasts. I rolled the nipples between my lips, one after the other, capturing the fat nubs in my teeth briefly and making Janie cry out hoarsely.
At this point I figured I had done my duty and headed for my reward—sweet pussy. I slid back down her, my rigid dick dragging over her bush and slapping onto the towel below her as I moved south. I pulled her thighs as far apart as they would go, exposing her seeping snatch to the hot sun beating down overhead.
Her vulva were engorged, thick, pink curtains blossoming around her brilliant coral-colored crack, now drenched in a flood of her juices. I stroked the soft tissue with my hand, laying my head on her thigh and drinking in the gorgeous sight of a fully aroused pussy open before me. I carefully took one of the thick strips of flesh into my mouth, sucking on it firmly, letting the meaty tissue fill my mouth with its warm, wrinkled mass. Her taste was sublime: musky, metallic and tangy, with a hint of pineapple. I sucked ribbons of her sweet nectar into my mouth, swallowing it down as I quenched my thirst on her feminine fountain. My aching tongue strove to penetrate her to its full length, caressing the ridged tunnel of her vagina and bringing her to yet another orgasm.

"Oh, Jesus!" she screamed, her cry rending the peaceful air over the beach. Her body convulsed beneath me, and I rode it out, switching to her clit as she began to wind down. By drawing the tender bud into my mouth and sucking mightily, I drew out her climax longer than I thought humanly possible, leaving her in tears as the wave of pleasure overwhelmed her.

My mouth could do no more; I felt my tongue actually cramping from exertion as I left her divine delta and climbed back upon her shaking body. Kissing her tenderly, I plunged my meat into her gaping fuckhole, slipping easily into her warm, wet canal. She wrapped her arms around me tightly, pressing our slick bodies together as if she were trying to meld our flesh into one unit.

"Oh, God, Dave!" she wailed through her sobs. "I’ve never felt anything that intense before!"

I nuzzled her neck even as I plunged into her, plowing her sopping wet furrow into a bubbling froth. I was so aroused by this point I wanted to climb inside of her, and I found my depth of penetration was not enough for me in this position. Pulling out momentarily I rolled her onto her side, lifting her right leg up as high as it would go. I straddled her left leg and drove into her once more, reaching the depths of her vagina now. I pistoned into her frantically, my balls already preparing to release a monster load of semen deep into her core.

"Mom, are you OK? You’re crying. Are you having sex?" A voice broke into our tightly constrained universe, and we looked up to find Jared and Madison standing on the sand next to us hand in hand. Why the fuck does this keep happening to me? I thought wildly, not even bothering to slow my pumping. Because you keep fucking chicks in public places, moron, I answered myself. You should have gone to the "adult area." Oh well, too late now. I left it up to Janie how she wanted to handle this.

"Yes, honey, we’re having sex," she answered calmly, rolling a little more onto her stomach so she could look at him. "I’m not really crying, it just felt so good my eyes started to water." Her voice shook rhythmically as I continued to pound into her from behind. I noticed Madison was drinking in the scene avidly, little perv that she was. The whole situation was a bit surreal, me humping this naked woman in front of her young son and his girlfriend, while she carried on a conversation with him. It seemed, however, that my capacity for accepting the bizarre had markedly increased in the last week.

"You didn’t show us that position, Dave," complained Madison.

"There’s a lot I didn’t show you," I huffed breathlessly. "I just gave you the basics. You can discover the rest on your own, or we can teach you more if you want. Assuming it’s OK with Ms. Scarlatti." Mighty formal for someone you’re balls deep in, Dave.

Janie held out her hand to her son, and he took it hesitantly, watching her boobs jiggle as I pumped her cunt steadily. "Sex is a magical thing, and I’m glad you’ve experienced it now. Just be aware most people like to do it in private." Her breath caught as I bounced my dickhead off her cervix with a particularly hard thrust.

"Are you mad that we’re here?" Jared asked in a worried voice.

"No, not at all. You can sit and watch if you want."

Now that’s an open-minded woman, I thought in admiration. She practices what she preaches. As for me, I couldn’t have stopped if my grandparents had strolled up with a marching band in tow. I was regaining my edge, after having been distracted by the interruption. Things only got weirder as the two kids sat next to us, in a position where they could watch my wet, purple cock enter Janie’s pussy. It only took a minute for the two of them to find each other’s genitals and begin playing with each other while they took in the show. Seeing Madison’s hand wrapped around Jared’s stiff little cock, and his small fingers buried in her plump, hairless crack was all the stimulation I needed to finish me off.

A few more titanic thrusts and I erupted, all of my pent up lust exploding from me in a fountain of white, a cry of my own wrenched from me as I pumped my seed into her with frantic bucks and heaves of my pelvis. Janie had her own kinder, gentler orgasm this time, biting her lip and groaning softly in pleasure as I filled her gaping cunt with sperm. I collapsed on her back, exhausted and panting.

Jesus God, they’re actually clapping, I thought dimly, recognizing the sound coming from the two youngsters. I opened my eyes to find them no longer masturbating each other but giving us a round of applause. Janie burst out laughing, the spasms causing her pussy to clench on my softening dick, eventually squirting it out of her like a watermelon seed.

"That was awesome!" enthused Madison. She turned to her 8-year-old lover, eyes flashing. "I wanna do it that way next time." Jared looked excited and apprehensive at the same time.

"OK," he said hesitantly.

"Just make sure you find a more private place than we did, honey," Janie warned. "People might freak out if they saw you two going at it, OK?"

"OK, mom," he said, and he and his little Lolita of a girlfriend scampered off, presumably to try out the new position.

"Are we going to be demonstrating for them in the future? Or helping them learn new tricks?" I asked while stroking her back, interested to see what Janie’s answer would be.

"I guess so, if you don’t mind," she said thoughtfully. "I’d rather they learn from us than the older kids."

"I don’t mind." The funny thing is, I really didn’t. A week ago I would have freaked out at the thought of participating in hands-on sex-ed with pre-teens, but after the last few days my horizons had expanded significantly. I gave her ass a gentle slap as I climbed off her, then offered a hand to help her up. We walked hand in hand into the surf to wash up before heading back to camp.


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