The Girl In The Red One-Piece
By The House of Weird
Starring Sabrina Carpenter
“Do you feel that air rushing against your skin?” I turned to hear her speak, the sea breeze making her loose strands of hair out of her makeshift bun flow as we stood along the beach, seagulls and crashing waves breaking any silence.
“Take it, you don’t get it much back home?” I asked Sabrina, our conversation looking back at the past.
“Between the tours and living in the city, you don’t get much time out on your own.” She spoke honestly. “Sure there were oceans and beaches a short drive away….but this.” She stretched her arms out wide to show off the beach we stood on, a small stretch of sand with rocks and plant life growing tall to give seclusion to us as the only two people on the beach. “This is perfect. Thank you Tony.”
“You’re welcome.” I replied. She smiled before tossing the zip up sweater she brought to cover up, reveling her snuggly fit red one piece swimsuit, and stepping forward towards the water, feeling the waves go to shore and reach her toes.
Sabrina Carpenter looked back and beckoned me to join, I watched her little butt jiggle with each step, legs disappearing into the water before she dove in. This trip was therapeutic to her from what I was told, she and her sister Sarah, who stayed back because of a head cold, had rented out a villa 10 minutes away from this beach. As a caretaker for that villa over the summer, she was keen on asking if I knew any local spots to explore and relax at, wanting a proper relaxing holiday between an ever busy work schedule. While not as familiar with her music, I was more than open to show the blonde singer around my village, getting along well over the next 6 days. She asked about my home, I asked about hers in America. Our banter was fine, albeit my English was not as fluent as one would hope, but she was happy, which I think was the point. That breath of fresh air from all the worries of her career, to drinking wine while watching a European sunset. Today being no different, with Sarah sleeping off her cold, she wanted to relax on a beach, so I took her in my truck to this beach papa used to take me to.
I kicked off my shoes and pulled the shirt over my body and tossed it as I ran towards the water, wearing just long olive green trunks, jumping into the ocean and swimming up to join Sabrina. Our swim in the shallow waters lasted for a while, no watch in sight with her phone tucked away in a purse back at the truck. The crashing waves of the ocean broken apart by our laughter as a water fight broke out. Sabrina feels like a kid with no responsibilities for just a little while. Despite only being 3 years older than me at 25, she spoke like she had the world on her shoulders the first night she was here. Now she was fighting the urge to get out of the water. I only got out to set up lunch, grabbing a picnic basket and taking it towards a pile of rocks that were over to create a little bit of shade. I called her over, standing by with a floral printed towel she had brought and she walked out of the sea. The tight fitting red one piece clung to her petite body as she was soaked head to toe from the sea, she brushed her hair through her hand, losing the hair tie she had used to keep her hair up. Looking at a spread of a charcuterie board with meats, cheeses, bread and dried fruit, and a bottle of red wine sitting to the side. Sabrina took the towel and began drying herself as I opened the wine for drinks.
“If I was able to eat like this on a beach every day for lunch I’d never leave.” Sabrina sat on her towel as a sort of seat along the ground, the sand turning to rocks the closer to the stone we got.
“Then we shall make the most of today.” I poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her, doing the same for myself. “To paradise.”
“To paradise.” We toasted, drinking the rich nutty wine before diving into the charcuterie.
The food was good, her moans at savory meats and dried dates, infectious as I ate creamy cheese. The sounds of waves accompanied our lunch, Sabrina looking at me with a seemingly cheeky grin. I checked myself and thought I had dropped something onto myself but couldn't see anything along my bare chest.
“Something the matter?” I was confused.
“Do you bring every girl here?” She asked, sipping her wine.
“Not every girl, no.” I held the bottle up offering to top her off, which she accepted. “Truth be told I haven’t been here in maybe a year.” I poured her drink.
“I’d come here at least once a week if I could.” Sabrina looked out into the sea. “It’s quiet.”
“Too quiet sometimes.” I mentioned. “Think I just prefer to come here with company.”
“Like girls?” She went back to her previous question.
“Sure.” I grabbed a grape. “Like girls.”
I ate in silence, Sabrina nursing her third glass of wine, she sat the glass down and sat up right.
“Do you think I’m pretty?” She put her hair back over one shoulder and had me look at her. Arms in front with hands on each knee, the wind and the cold water made her nipples press against the swimsuit which poked out for my view, and her eyes, her blue eyes whose color was a shade of blue I’ve hardly seen before. With a smile beckoning an answer she already knew.
“It would be rude to say anything less.” I leaned over towards her, about a foot away from her body. “But you are quite beautiful.”
“Would it be rude to say that you are quite handsome?” She smirked, looking over my body as if mentally undressing what little I had left on.
“I thought you left tomorrow…” I understood what she wanted, but reminded her of the end of her trip.
“Well then…” She leaned in to close the gap, hands crawling around the food. “We should make the most of today.”
She used my own words against me, ending the gap with pert lips kissing me. I returned the kiss, a hand reaching up to caress her cheek, before realizing one wrong move and we squished what was left of our lunch.
“Follow me.” I told her, standing up and extending a hand to lead her away, grabbing a spare towel along the way.
There was a section of smooth rocks along the shore, the rock formations around gave some shade but with a towel laid along hot rock we were more privately hidden if someone passed to the main beach area. She pulled me in by my shoulders to kiss me again, both our hands running along each body. I stood only 2 inches above her, Sabrina having no issue running her hand atop my chest, farm hand muscle I was told it was long ago, my body well defined without the need of a gym. Her mouth watered, the thought of us together must’ve crossed her mind before during her stay. And her hand along my chest made its way to my trunks, slipping past the band to find her prize.
“Oh you’re mighty excited.” she giggled, grabbing hold of my erect penis and giving it a few strokes while getting on her knees. Hand still on my manhood, I helped and pushed my trunks down enough to allow my 7 inch cock to pop out. “Such a good looking cock.” Sabrina licked her lips, before leaning in to suck it.
“Fuuucck.” I moaned out, her soft lips engulfing my dick rather quickly.
Sabrina knew just the right way to do it, whatever wasn’t in her mouth, she stroked it with her hand. Tongue licking the underside and swirling up to coat my dick with saliva, she looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes and took most of my dick into her mouth, I could feel the tip press against her throat, if she choked a little deep throating my cock, the waves crashing against the rocks covered it up. She pulled my dick out of her mouth, spit dripping from her lips, stroking my entire length while catching her breath. Moving around to kiss my mushroom head, circling her tongue along my most sensitive spot. I grabbed the back of her head, holding her in place and letting her continue to kiss and lick my dick.
“Use my head.” she asked while jerking me off. “Gently.”
I nodded, with a firm grip of her blonde hair I slowly pushed her head up and down my penis, her mouth wide open to accept it. I slid at least 4 inches in back and forth along her tongue, feeling it lick the underside of my dick with each pass. Sabrina letting out a little giggle with my soft face fucking of her. I went a little faster, controlling her sucking while noticing her free hand went down to between her legs, she was touching herself over the fabric of her swimsuit.
“Do you want a turn?” I pulled her off and asked her. Sabrina nodded and ready with lust filled eyes.
The rock I placed the towel on was hanging a foot above the water at the edge. Kicking my trunks off, I jumped into the shallow pool of water that acclimated while Sabrina laid down face up on the towel. There was more than enough clearance for me to lean over and reach between her legs. Sabrina spread her legs for me as I pulled away the bottom of her one piece, revealing her shaved vagina. I propped her right leg over my left shoulder, and leaned in for a lick. Sabrina shuddered at the touch, her privates tasted like the sea she just swam in, and I extended my tongue to probe deeper into her vagina and eat her out.
“Oh…shit…” she gasped. Feeling my tongue buried deep inside her pussy.
My arm went over and around the leg on my shoulder to rub her clit, she quickly shaked and quivered feeling the added pressure, the leg rubbed along my back, her foot almost pushing my body deeper into her vagina to keep eating her out. Her hands along my head, rubbing my thick black hair and guiding me to spots of her pussy I had missed.
“Tony…” she called out my name, her breaths getting deeper, chest rising and falling as she pushed away the straps to the top half of her one piece, pushing it down to expose her small breasts. She fondled her own tits, pulling at her nipples, while I ate her out and went faster, she felt weak, and then a gush of energy surged through her. The singer had reached orgasm, cumming hard along my face. Hands pushing me into her cunt so I was forced to feel every wave of her climax rush over her, my face, covered in her fluids. I looked up at her as she came down, leg still propped on my shoulder as she looked at me and laughed at my grool coated face.
“Sorry.” she laughed. Leaning up on her elbows.
“Don’t be.” I assured her, cupping a handful of sea water and washing my face.
“Still gotta make you cum.” she looked at me, my cock hanging up above the water.
“Right here?” I asked her, kissing up her inner thigh and along her leg. “Or find a little shade?” I kept kissing bit by bit up her leg, before teasing her heel and lowering her foot back to her.
“Here is fine.” she told me while I climbed back onto the rock. “But I’m on top.” she pressed her hand against my chest to guide me down to the towel. “I could use a good tan.”
Sabrina stood over to the side, back against me and removed the red one piece the rest of the way down. Stepping out so I get a good look at her cute white ass.
“Enjoying the view?” she asked putting the swimsuit at a spot she can reach for later.
“Could get used to it.” I commented, she turned around and smiled, seeing my naked body lay along the towel covered rock with my cock standing upright and waiting for her.
“In another life maybe.” She walked over and straddled my hips. “This is just the two of us giving into our lust. And making memories to last a lifetime.”
She lowered her nude body down, impaling herself onto my cock. Sabrina felt so soft wrapped around my dick, the singer moaning at her insides being stuffed. Sliding down till she reached the base of my cock, leaning forward as I leaned up, our lips meeting each other again, my hands sliding along her sides, fingers glossing over her the small tattoos she had scattered at various spots, each one having a message behind them she told me long ago. Our bodies intertwined with one another as she swayed her hips back and forth, riding me gently to build momentum.
“Sabrina.” I moaned into her shoulder. Our bodies clinging together as we fucked each other along the ocean coast.
I had sat up by now, her legs wrapped around me and bouncing up and down on my cock, her tight pussy keeping me warm as the cold sea breeze passed by us.
“Fuck me Tony.” Begged Sabrina, I could do nothing but what she said.
My mouth found her right breast, I sucked on the stiff nipple while she brushed my hair with her hand, her sweet soft moans getting louder as we went, a steady pace between us while thrusted balls deep into her. I could feel the vaginal walls close in on me as she came once more, mouth making an O shape and eyes looking up into the sky. I brought my mouth up from her tit to kiss her again, letting her ride her orgasm, then letting gravity pull us back down.
“I’m close.” I whispered heavily into her ear.
“I’m on the pill.” she whispered back.
“Okay.” I laid back and bucked my hips up.
“FUCK!” she cried. My legs bending up and I began fucking her harder.
She laid on my chest, hair spread everywhere and let me fuck her pussy, the sounds of skin slapping against skin and her moans growing louder began to beat the wave and could be heard echoing along the rocks. I did not last much longer, raising my hips off the ground and Sabrina braced her hands along the rock while I was pumping my seed into her insides. Her mouth gaped open, silently screaming while my fluids filled into her and inside her womb. I don’t know if she was cumming a third time, but my climax lasted for a minute before I came down, leg cramping on one side making me lay flat as best I could, she laid on top of me, head resting on my shoulder. Our own moaning and groaning died down and the waves and seagulls filled the air again, she kissed my cheek, too tired to move at that moment.
“That was perfect.” she ran a finger along my bare chest to my chin. “Thank you Tony.”
A few more minutes, she rolled off my body, my now flacid dick slipping out and cum dripping from her pussy. She laid on her left side along the towel looking at me, I flipped to my right side to look right back at her.
“Ready to go back?” I asked her.
“In a little while.” She looked at me and then back at the sea. “I want to hold onto this moment as long as I can.”
“Could write a song about it.” I said aloud.
“I could, yeah.” She looked at me. “Sex on the beach was so good I could get a Grammy.”
We laughed, watching the sea as we sunbathed. Her body glistened in water, sweat and a post orgasmic glow, with a smile on her face that never left even as we did. That day was perfect, even if I may never see her again, there were no regrets to that day….
Or to the invite to her room later that night.
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