Beach Cafe
An Erotic Tale
BDSM-Fantasy-Fetish Fiction
The Beach Café (PART 1 of 4)
It had been several months since my desires had been satisfied in a manner in which I needed. She was no longer there for me to enjoy, and this was by my own doing. I had allowed my ego to supersede her needs and now I was paying the price for my lack of satisfaction. I got too cocky and believed that she would always be there to serve me and satisfy me. I had never known a woman
My cock began to grow thick and hard with the thought of forcing her to lick my balls and suck my cock while I pulled her head up and down by the thick of her long auburn hair. Stroking my rod, and moaning as I imagined her mouth moving up and down my long shaft and remembering how much she loved to suck my balls and the first time she licked my ass.
“OOOOOOOhhhhh yesss……” I moaned aloud, it was as if she was there.
I spit in my right hand to lubricate the shaft of my cock in an effort to recreate her essence. Oh my ass ached for her tongue right now as my hips moved and I rubbed my balls against the seat of my chair all the while stroking my cock harder and faster ….
“Oh yes, suck that cock…” I fantasized my hand was her mouth but it wasn’t the same … I had stroked my cock raw and still could not cum. That was enough for me so I decided to go out and pick me up one of the SoBe whores at the local bar around the corner.
As I walked down the ocean front, the gold diggers and street walkers were a dime a dozen. They were as easy to find as a shot of tequila in New Orleans at Mardi Gras. Each with their sagging small breasts hanging out of their all too small biking tops with their bulbous asses hanging out of their all too short cut offs topped off with low quality plastic spikes. None had what I needed or wanted, and the thought of paying for sex and getting what I wanted by those means seemed so synthetic that it wasn’t worth it. I knew what I wanted, and realized now what I had lost. I walked further down the beach to a crowded café where I thought I'd grab a beer and stifle my libido in a few shooters. I sauntered up the only empty table as the pretty petite Jamaican waitress took my order. I tossed my credit card on her tray and asked her to keep 'em coming.
As I looked around, I spied a few that I would have loved to take in the back alley and just force them to suck me off, but knew that this would only remain a fantasy because I wasn’t their type.
As the sun was setting over the ocean, the night’s breeze began to gently caress my face as her hair had once glided across my naked body as her mouth moved down my torso while licking every inch of me until her eager mouth met my pulsating, hard cock …. The wind rustled the palm franz of the trees that lined the concrete between the sand and the café. The more I needed to find a slave that knew how to keep me hard and make me cum with the intensity of her. ….. Just then a beautiful blond came roller skating towards me in her string bikini. Her implants were large, but the bulge in her thong was even larger. This got me so aroused as I began to think of my slave sucking on that very large labia while I fucked her ass from behind and slapped her cheeks until she came over and over again. I moaned aloud and must have been obvious as the couple next to me turned to look; I was brought back to reality all too quickly. The vision was so real -- What a beautiful sight, her on her hands and knees naked with her shaved pussy eagerly awaiting my cock and her eager mouth fucking those big thick pussy lips.
As I sucked down my beer I could almost taste her pussy juices flowing into my mouth – she always tasted so sweet and clean …. it was so real, and then I smelled the hint of gardenia in the air that reminded me even more of her. It was then as my erection began to grow as I saw the silhouette of someone familiar glide through the crowd with the greatest of confidence. The silhouette was so familiar and that scent of perfume that passed by me as this girl entered the café. I knew that gait, I knew that shape, but somehow I knew it was only my imagination playing tricks on me and my libido needing to be sated. I was so horny that I would even be willing to take home the girl across the café that had been staring at me just to get her to suck me off and then through her out as soon as I shot my load in her mouth or over her face.
Sitting at the café drinking and thinking of her sure made me need to whip my dick out and either pee my brains out or stroke it until I exploded. It was time to relive myself and I made my way to the back when I bumped right into her. She turned to apologize for knocking into me as she moved back and then I saw her face, the face of the girl that I had glanced in silhouette – it was her! I smiled and went to hug her as if to say hello. She seemed distant as though we had never met … could this be her or was I so desperate to find someone to fuck tonight that I wanted it to be her.
“Hey Beauty!”
She smiled a friendly smile and said “Hi ... have we met?”
Could she have a twin? “It’s me Garth… I mean Marc.” I had to stop myself when I realized that she knew my real name and that I didn’t want to upset her; she so hated the deceit and games I played with so many of the other women – I wasn’t going to make that same mistake twice.
Her face seemed pleased to see me, but again distant... she reached her hand out “I’m Meredith, pleasure to meet you Marc.”
She paused for a bit and with bravado... “Since you seem to think we know each other, care to buy me a drink? “
How could I resist …. Even if this was her twin, I needed to have that hot mouth on my shaft and a tongue licking my balls.
“Of course …” I soon forgot I had to pee and moved her back to my table where the waitress had already refreshed my beer.
“I’ll take a sea breeze” she told the waitress.
We toasted to chance, and then I asked her if she was staying near by … she only smiled and took a sip from her drink as she didn’t hear what I asked.
“Would you like to get a hotel room?”
She glared at me and then I realized how bad that sounded….
“You know I live just walking distance from here and I have an amazing view of the ocean. Care to blow this joint and get a bit more intimate?” I fully expected her to slap my face and walk away... this was how my luck was going with the women lately. But much to my surprise and delight she poured
“Suuuuurrrreeee…”
“Waitress” I called for my cheque.
On that note we walked up the ocean front all the while I wanted to reach out and touch her and grab her round plump breasts … the thought of her on top of me fucking me with those breasts bouncing with her ever thrust got me hard … I need to sit on the bench to calm down before I could get to my building. I couldn’t walk past the doorman with this raging hard-on.
“You are excited?” she teased … she pulled me next to her on the bench and grabbed me planting a firm kiss on my lips. Her hands rubbed over my body, making way down my torso to my hard on. “You are so big and thick – it’s my fantasy to suck such a large cock.” She began to unzip me right there on the beach …..
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………….that’s it…. You know exactly what I need.” I purred.
She leaned back and only smiled as if she knew what I meant.
“Wait until I get you to your place and lick you from head to toe and have you force me to suck your cock after you fuck my ass. You are going to do things to me tonight that you only fantasized about doing to anyone else.”
(Copyright 2002)