Free Story One

Written by Laiton Knight (2800 words)

Ray kicked back in his chair and let his toes dig into the sand beneath the weather-beaten wooden decking of the beach bar. He savoured his beer, watching the sun sink towards the horizon. The sky was streaked in hues of orange and pink, casting a warm glow on the water’s surface.
A gentle breeze wafted in from the ocean. Ray welcomed the light tang of briny air, which mingled with the sweetness of coconut and pineapple brought by a passing waiter.
He sighed contentedly as he surveyed the locals and tourists milling about the beach and bar.
A sudden, familiar laugh caught his attention, sparking his curiosity. He turned to see a woman a few years his junior with long, sun-streaked hair, laughing with the bartender known for his notoriously flirtatious nature. Despite that, Ray only had eyes for her. The lively, wholesome beauty she exuded reminded him of Kay, his childhood friend and sweetheart. But it couldn’t be Kay, he thought.
After all, they hadn’t seen each other in over twenty years. Still, the woman before him bore an uncanny resemblance to his childhood best friend. As if sensing his gaze, she looked up, meeting his eyes across the room.
He felt his pulse quicken as he recognized the vivid green eyes, the soft curve of her lips, and that enchanting smile. It was unmistakably Kay.
Time had left only a few faint lines around her eyes and a softening of her jawline. Otherwise, age had been kind to her.
Ray stood up, disposed of the rest of his beer, and walked over to Kay, who was still standing at the bar.
“Kay?” he asked gently, unsure if it was really her.
Kay turned, surprised. Her eyes widened as recognition slowly dawned on her.
“Ray?” she responded with the utmost delight. “Is that really you?”
Her eyes twinkled with genuine joy. She extended her arms, and Ray took the cue to inch closer, wrapping her in a welcoming embrace.
After a moment, he released her, still holding her arms as he admired her from head to toe. “Look at you, Kay. You look amazing. Time certainly agrees with you.”
Kay blushed. “Thank you, kind sir. I could say the same about you. You’re still as handsome as ever,” she replied, playfully patting his biceps.
They settled into a couple of empty seats at the bar. There was so much to catch up on; two decades of absence makes for many stories to tell.
“My wife finally had too much of me and sought what she needed elsewhere. We gradually grew apart. She found someone new that could give her what she needed.”
“That sounds the same as the story of my marriage. My husband didn’t like my exhibitionist nature.”
As they chatted and sipped their drinks, the lights in the bar were dimmed low, the music volume was turned up, and a sensual vibe began taking over. They moved unseen to an empty table outside, where the music wasn’t quite so loud.
In an inviting whisper, Kay asked, “Do you recall the game we used to play?”
“Guess the cock size game. Of course, how could I forget.”
Kay giggled, “I still do it now. I look at someone and try to guess how big they are down there. I never did try to guess how big you are.”
“I have always done it. I try to judge whether a woman has large or small labia minora. It is frustrating that I rarely see if I am correct with my guess.”
The evening flowed on like a well-poured, smooth, full-bodied wine.
The lights of the bars illuminated sign cast an intimate, warm light on their faces. Kay’s cheeks flushed, and the ocean breeze made her hair dance, evoking memories of their adolescent innocence and self-discovery.
As they shared a knowing look, one that only a close friendship could create, the anticipation built. It felt like an electric current between them, sparking their desire and fuelling a familiar longing that neither could escape.
Kay broke the silence.
“I’ve always wondered, Ray. How big are you?”
Ray sucked in a breath and hesitated. He hadn’t expected such a bold proposition. The suggestive tone in her voice, the unmistakable lust in her widened green eyes, and the unmistakable tension between their bodies made him wonder if she had been thinking the same thing as he had.
Feeling his pants shrink as the topic of conversation became his cock. “You have to play the game and guess.”
“I reckon it is somewhere between six and seven inches long, with slender girth. I also believe that you are uncircumcised. Your turn.”
“Because you are petite, your bra size must be about a thirty-four, but with a C-cup.”
“That is cheating because you can pretty much see my boobs. What about down below?”
“I think you have small lips, a large clitoris, and you are shaved.”
“Was I right about your cock size?”
“I’m not going to say. I would rather you see for yourself. You said you are an exhibitionist, so why don’t we go to the Mandomata, the naturist beach, tomorrow?”
Kay giggled, “You mean a game of ‘I will show you mine if you show me yours’. That’s a deal.” Kay raised her glass for a toast, and Ray mimicked the action, clinking his beer against the rim of her colourful cocktail. “Let’s get to tomorrow then.” As they shared a toast to mischief and adventure, the hunger between them was palpable. It lingered unspoken in the air – a potent force waiting to unleash.
That night, in their different hotels, they both slept restlessly. Thinking about the revelations that tomorrow would bring.
 ***
The taxi ride to Maldomata took them along a busy road to where the buildings stopped to reveal soft ripples of the aquamarine sea lapping at the sand. A few people were already on the beach, but far enough away that it was easy to find a secluded area.
Ray paid the taxi driver before stepping out into the sand covered road, turning back to help Kay, who seemed hesitant. He brushed their joined hands against each other and he felt her respond nervously. Her gaze was locked onto the vast expanse of the Aegean Sea stretching out before them, her breath coming in short, shallow puffs.
Ray smiled and squeezed her hand reassuringly.
“You’ll love it, trust me,” he murmured, almost to himself.
They found a spot at the end of the beach away from the beach entrance. “Who is going to get undressed first?” Kay asked nervously.
“Why not at the same time but in stages? First, we both remove our footwear. Then our tops, before the big final reveal.”
“Ok.” Kay replied, removing her flip-flops, leaving them barefoot and standing awkwardly in the hot sand.
Ray went for broke and, in one swift movement, removed his t-shirt.
Kay found herself staring at his toned, muscular chest.
Her heartbeat quickened as she felt her nipples harden beneath her bikini top. She couldn’t help thinking it was nerves, but deep down, she knew it was a mixture of excitement and sensual arousal at the sight of her old friend’s body.
Kay closed her eyes and took a deep breath before letting it out to reach behind her to slowly unclasp her bikini top.
Ray felt himself becoming aroused to the fullness of his senses as he caught glimpses of Kay’s bare shoulder, her soft collarbone, and the upper swell of her breasts as she revealed her lusciousness to him. In turn, he unbuttoned his shorts, slowly parted the zipper and slid them to the sand, leaving himself in simple black boxer shorts. His cock tented his boxers. “Sorry, but this is affecting me,” he said.
Kay’s breath caught in her throat, and he could see her breasts rising and falling as she looked at his half-naked body.
With bated breath, Kay reached her hands to the sides of her bikini bottoms, and in one smooth motion, she let them slide down her legs to the sand. Ray’s body clenched at the sight of sweet, succulent anticipation written all over Kay’s body.
Feeling the tension build between them like an invisible bowstring, they looked into each other’s eyes with unspoken delight.
Neither had the power to deny their hungry, devouring gaze. Ray took a small step closer to Kay, placing his hands on her hips, their gazes still locked together.
“Fuck, Kay. Can you remove my boxers for me?” Ray murmured, feeling the heat of her radiating through her delicate skin. “I’ve waited so long to see you like this, to truly be able to admire your body.” Ray’s voice was heavy, sultry, and full of desire.
Kay felt a surge of heat run through her veins, taking control of her body. With trembling hands, she slowly pulled his boxers down, revealing his thick, curved shaft.
They stepped apart, each scanning the nakedness of the other.
Ray’s gaze caressed the curves of her breast, admiring the puckered skin of her aureole, her sweet, rosy nipples that seemed to pebble before his eyes. Her hips curved seductively, and the bareness of her sex made his mouth dry with anticipation.
“Oh, Kay.” Ray’s voice was raw, thick with desire and lust. With a tender stroke of his hands, he cupped her full globes, and she leaned her head back, the raw sensations of his touch rippling through her frame.
As his thumbs grazed over her hardened nipples, Kay groaned low in her throat, feeling a greedy craving deep within her core.
His boxer shorts dropped to the sand between them as his fingers explored her body. He knew exactly where to touch, to apply just the right amount of pressure. Little whimpers escaped her lips as his palm gently slapped her ass, leaving it red and warm.
Releasing her grip from around his neck, Kay slid her hands down his firm chest to his shaft. The head was already slick with arousal.
Kay enclosed him within her hand, sliding her grip from its base to its swollen tip, earning a guttural noise from Ray. His fingers laced into her hair, guiding her to her knees before him.
She glanced up at him, her emerald eyes wide with need, her full lips just a breath away from the velvet head of his cock. With a flick of her tongue, she tasted him, savouring the musky salt of his arousal.
His hips bucked forward involuntarily.
The sensation of her skilful tongue tracing his veins and sliding around the head of his shaft was overwhelming. Kay grazed him with her teeth, using just the right amount of pressure to have him throw his head back with a groan of pleasure.
“Fuck, Kay, that feels incredible.” His voice was hoarse, loaded with desire. She answered by enveloping him within her mouth, taking him in as deep as she dared while using her hands to stroke the part she couldn’t.
He was warm and velvety, and she could taste his salinity, which only heightened her arousal.
Ray intertwined his fingers in her hair, using it almost as a guide as he encouraged her to sweep her mouth back and forth along his length.
The sun bathed them in its golden embrace as it continued its daily journey toward the horizon. There were now more people scattered across the beach. Some were positioned close to where Ray stood, and Kay knelt. But at this moment, neither of them noticed or cared.
Ray’s pleasure grew. He could feel his balls drawing up, the sensitive skin over his pelvis tightening.
He tried to reel himself in, pulling his hips back from her mouth, but Kay only took this as a challenge.
She continued her talented ministrations, teasing the tip of his penis with her tongue, her lips stretched tightly around the girth of his shaft. She worked him expertly, working him into a frenzy.
“Kay.” Ray’s voice was shaking, his need for her becoming unbearable.
“Stop, Kay. I need to be inside you.”
Kay pulled her mouth away from his throbbing cock, a thin string of saliva still connecting her lips to him. She smiled seductively as she stood up, revealing the depth of her arousal glistening on her thighs.
Ray couldn’t wait any longer. He cupped her ass and, in one swift motion, lifted her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. She felt the weight of his manhood press against her folds, teasing her entrance, as she leaned in to kiss him again.
But with a low growl, he slowly guided himself inside her, parting her lips with a slick, satisfying glide.
Kay’s head dropped back, exposing her neck to his lips. He lavished her with kisses as he buried himself deeper, her back arching to meet him, her thrusts growing desperate. Ray’s hips slammed against hers, filling every inch of her.
She felt the slap of their bodies collide in a perfect rhythm, their sweat-slicked skin echoing his invasion of her.
With a sharp cry, she felt her body tighten around him, her nails biting into the skin on his back. She gripped his shoulders as her orgasm tore through her. Ray’s thrusts didn’t falter. If anything, the intensity of his lust increased, the rapid succession of his powerful movements fuelled by Kay’s spasms. He was relentless, and just as the aftershocks of her climax ebbed, he pushed her closer to the edge. Each thrust sent another ripple of pleasure through her, every nerve ending alight.
Ray’s fingertips dug into the soft flesh of her hips, holding her in place as he drove into her. His grunts of pleasure mingled with her cries, the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing in the stillness of the beach.
“Oh, fuck, Kay. You’re so goddamn tight.” Ray’s voice was ragged with lust, his hands tightening on her thighs as he pushed deeper, his cock nudging against her cervix.
Kay’s breath hitched as he hit a sensitive spot, the throbbing pulse of her clitoris matching the beat of her racing heart. Her hands clawed against him, the sensation of his cock filling her completely, sending her spiralling towards oblivion.
“Ray. Oh, God. I’m going to cum again.” She threw her head back, hips bucking against his, meeting him thrust for thrust.
Her words seemed to push Ray over the edge.
He released a guttural roar, his body tensing as he felt his orgasm barrelling towards a climax. Kay dropped her head forward, nuzzling at his neck, her lips against his pulse as he emptied himself inside her.
There was a moment of silence, the sexual tension that had held them both in thrall dissipating like smoke, and they were left, bodies entwined and breathless, standing on the sand. Kay’s legs were still wrapped around Ray’s waist, his softening cock still nestled within her.
They looked into each other’s eyes, a soft smile playing at the corners of their lips. Their laboured breathing slowly returned to a steady rhythm, and their heartbeats synchronised as if bonded by an unseen thread.
“Fuck, Kay,” Ray murmured, breaking the silence, the awe and wonder apparent in his deep blue eyes.
Kay gave a soft, lazy smile and reached out to caress his cheek. The scratchiness of his whiskers tickled her palm, and she couldn’t help but let out a small giggle.
“What’s so funny?” His eyes twinkled mischievously as he smiled.
“The way I can still feel you inside me, even though you’re barely there anymore.”
He smirked, nipping playfully at her earlobe. “Well, I did say I wanted to stay inside you as long as possible.”
Kay shivered involuntarily at the sensation, her body tingling at the naked intimacy.
Ray chuckled, resting his forehead against hers as their breathing slowed, their hearts finding a steady rhythm again.
“You never cease to amaze me, Kay.” His voice was low, and she could feel his breath warm against her lips. Their noses brushed together, and their tenderness made her heart constrict. This moment was intense, raw and unfiltered, and she didn’t want it to end.
“Ray, about what happened just now… I-” She tried to find the words to express her feelings but came up short.
The intensity of the experience, the exhilaration of the act, had left her speechless. She swallowed hard, trying to moisten her dry throat.
Ray leaned back to look at her, and his eyes twinkled with love and lust. “Don’t worry, Kay. We don’t have to label or define what just happened. Let’s enjoy the moment, cherish the connection, and let the future take care of itself.” He stroked her cheek before placing a tender kiss on her lips.