Page 2 of Wishful Scheming

“I would love for you to take me on the beach, but I would want to stop off and grab a blanket or sheet first. I don’t relish picking grains of sand out of my ass cheeks for a week. Besides, with the storms, there’s a shit-ton of seaweed. God only knows what’s crawling around in there.” She took him by the hand and led him down the path to her house. Triggering off the garage door, she walked in and grabbed a large folded piece of material off the shelf and met him back on the path.

“Okay, we can have somewhat safe sex now, follow me…” Sal held her hand as she guided him down the path and through the dunes. The moon sat full and high in the sky, the waves rippling in the pale light. Sal took the large sheet and lay it out on the sand. He watched her as she put her arms in the air, stretching them out, she moved in a slow circle. Her white gauze skirt flared out, and she spun around once more, then stopped. The material on her garment swirled around her and she reached down and grabbed the hem and shimmied itup her body. Sal gazed at the sight of her tanned calves, then up to her muscular thighs, coming to rest on the blond curls between her legs. His heart was beating faster, and he grinned.

“Have I told you Belle, how beautiful you are? I still can’t believe you are mine. Nor can I believe we are here together, doing this.” She smiled at him and nodded.

“The best is yet to be, lover boy. Are you ready for me to rock your world?” Sal unbuttoned his shirt. His tight stomach and pecs flexed as she finished stripping off her dress for him. His cock was hard, and he swallowed as she ran her hands over her breasts, her eyes gazing at him. A devilish grin lit her face, and he moved forward to claim her. She unbuttoned his shorts, and they fell to his feet, his erection standing alert and ready to do the job. Belle peeled his boxers off and slid them down as she descended with them. Kneeling on the sheet, she took his cock in her mouth and sucked gently. Sal stood unmoving, afraid she’d stop her ministrations. His breath came quick, and he exhaled hard, holding himself from letting his load go. His hands moved over her hair, and he pushed her away.

“Baby, you’ve got to… Stop right now or Iwill lose it. Please, my turn. Let me show you a littleloving.” Belle looked up at him and he stroked her hair.

“But I’m having fun… I don’t want to stop yet. We have all night, don’t worry, you’ll make it work overtime, I know. Trust me, let me please you, my love.” She moved her mouth back over him as he stood speechless. Back and forth, she thrust his cock into her mouth and towards the back of her throat. Sal was melting and wanted more. He wrapped his hands through her hair and pulled her head to him, faster, quicker, as his moans cut through the silence of the air. Her tongue flicked over the head of his cock and she licked the juice and giggled. Wrapping her hand lightly around his balls, she pumped them softly as she thrust his cock back deep in her mouth.

“Oh baby, that… Oh my God, Oh Belle, you’re driving me mad. Oh, my… Oh Jesus, here… I’m coming Belle, good God, Oh…” His moans turned to excited words as he praised his woman and the Gods for this moment. He ejaculated as she held him deep in her throat and her mouth tightened up as she swallowed. His body convulsed, jerking as he seeped his seed into her mouth. His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath. Belle leaned back and smiled, wiping her mouth on the corner of the sheet.

“If I didn’t know any better, I would think my name is now God. Could this be true? I always thought I was more Goddess-like, but whatever. I love that, the feeling of control over your responses. You are mine, as I am yours, forever, and always, Sal.” She lay back and lifted her foot and slid it up his calf. He stood there, still recouping from his release. He smiled at her and knelt down on the sheet beside her.

“Look at you, mylittle sex kitten. Teasing me like that will cost you, though. I hope you enjoyed yourself, because by the time I’m done with you, you will scream my name to the heavens.” He pushed her legs apart gently and started at her ankle, spreading sweet kisses up her leg. His hands massaged her legs as he moved higher before burying his face in her thick pubic hair. He nipped at her lips as she moved back and forth, the ticklish maneuver sending her backwards. Sal held tight to her legs and nudged her lips apart with his tongue, diving deep into her musky wetness with his probing tongue. Belle moved her legs farther apart and Sal manipulated her nub with his fingers, pinching and rubbing her as she moaned. She ran her fingernails down his back and pulled him in hard. His tongue moving in a frenzy, his fingers hitting their mark. Back and forth he rubbed her the right way as her moans turned to jubilant screams. Impatient, she flung her legs up over his shoulder and he pulled away, a huge grin from ear to ear, her juices on his chin glistening in the moonlight.

“Well, beautiful wife, thinkingabout it, the best torture could be in not finishing you. You’re so close, so very close…” Belle glared at him and directed his hand back down to her wetness.

“No way, husband,orI may return that favor. That wouldn’t benice, right?” Sal shook his head and laughed.

“The question is, sweet Belle, do you want it now? How do you want it? Slow and easy? Fast and hard, or somewhere in between the two?” His finger teased her nub as she watched the reactions cross her face. She arched her back, trying to contact his hand, frustrated as he’d stop, then start.

“I don’t care, I just want you now, dammit. I’m throbbing and needyou inside of me, so please, any way is a good way, just please, soon, before I break.” He moved his hands up and caressed her breast, first one and the other. She moaned as his fingers pinched each nipple, then he moved his face to take the place of his hands. Moving between her legs, he lay his cock right on the edge of her opening. The slick wetness excited him and it became rigid and ready. Belle reached out and grabbed his hips, trying to impale herself on him and he slid in slightly, then pulled back out again.

“Do you want it Belle, do you want me to fuck you like there’s no tomorrow? I want you so bad, and I could fill you with me and still not be in far enough. I want to become a part of you as you come, to feel your body clench around me as I love you hard. Are you ready, baby?” Belle nodded as she bit her lip and Sal thrust himself deep within her cavernous hotness. Belle screamed, pleasure wracking her body as he thrust himself deeper inside of her.

“Oh God, Sal. Now, now… harder, oh please, fuck me hard. Sweet, sweet Jesus. Oh, my God. Please, now Sal.” Her body bucked and thrust hard into the sand as Sal banged into her. Hepulled his cock out and she scratched at his skin, trying to pull him back in to her hot chasm. Thrusting in one final time, he could senseher muscles clamping down on his cock, prying out any last remnant of his juices. He leaned back as his seed spurted deep in her core and laughed as her orgasm rocked her body. Muscles tight and quivering, theyslowly morphed into a soft, relaxed state, broken onlyby the remnants of an aftershock of love. Sal collapsed beside her and attempted to catch his breath. Belle’s chest heaved, and she giggled.

“Baby, that’s our best go-around yet. You keep shocking me with how well you do this. I love how you love me, Sal.” He leaned over on his side and propped his head on his hand, watching his wifeas she gazed up at the sky. Kissing her lightly on the lips, he could smell the scent of sex and salt water mingling on the air. He stroked her hair gently and lay back and caught the view of the skies. The moon slipped from behind the clouds and shone a bright light on the two lovers who lay relaxed on the beach. Bellepointed up, then glancedat him.

“I can honestly say, this is the first time I’ve made love on the beach beneath a full moon. We are incredible, Sal. I propose that we need to make it a goal to make love beneath the heavens on the beach each full moon. It gives new meaning to the term mooning someone. Wequalifiedin that department, andmore.” Sal laughed and nudged her shoulder.

“I don’t know about you, but something just touched my foot and I don’t think it was you.” He sat up abruptly and glanced down, seeing a small crab running for its life across the sheet. He laughed and pointed it out to her.

“Looks like we had a crabby audience, love. We’ve scared him, look at him run.” She leaned up and watched as the small crab popped down into a hole in the sand. She giggled and flipped over on her knees.

“Lordy, lordy, she’s on her knees again. I don’t havegas in the tank torepeat that performance. Do you think you could waitbefore tempting me with your wares again? I know, doggy-style, you can downward dog and I’ll just slip it in, trust me, you’ll never go back to vanilla sex again, want to?” Belle slapped him on the hip and got to her feet.

“You wish, love. I’m getting dressed. I’m hungry. You ready to move this partyindoors? I need a shower.” Sal grabbed her hand and pulled her close as he got to his feet.

“I figured we could skinny-dip and then... You don’t think the sharks eat this late at night, do you?” She looked at him and shrugged. He pulled her behind him as he headed towards the water.

“Come my love, let me scrub your back. What we have here is this wonderful thing called sand, and when you add water and rub it on your skin, it scrapes off the dead cells. I’ll slough your back if you do mine?” Belle giggled at him asthey moved into the water. They trudged out until the water was up to their waist. Sal ducked below the water and pulled up a fist full of sand, then stroked it down her back. She wiggled beneath his hands and she pulled away, grabbed some from his hands and turned him. She rubbed the wet sand over his back and he flipped around quickly.

“I thought it would feel better. You know, like the stuff you clean your hands with that leave them smelling like coconut? Your hands aresmooth, yet a tad bit slimy when you’re done rinsing them…” Belle burst out laughing.

“There’s oil in that stuff, and it’s not dirty beach sand. If you have scratches runningover your back, please remember, this was your idea.”

Sal ducked into the water and rinsed the sand off his back, laughing as he shook his hair like a wet dog. Belle swam to thenearest sandbar, then turned to look for Sal. He ducked down below the water and surfaced closer to her before slipping under again. She felt his armswind their way around her legs, and she giggled. His fingers caressed her pubic hair, and she jumped. He breached the surface, laughing as she splashed him.

“That felt like something crawling on me. Whatever it was, it’s not nice!Have you had enough? I’m not a huge fan of swimming at night. If there’re jelliesaround, I can’t see them.I don’t relish receiving astinging welt. Plus, you peeing on it wouldn’t help, fyi.” Sal nodded and followed her as she trudged her way towards shore. He kept reaching out and pinching her ass, smiling as her squeals filled the air.

Belle grabbed the sheet off the sand, shook if off and turned to Sal. She opened it up, and he moved into the confines of the cloth. Bringing his face closer, he kissed her on the cheek and then her lips. His tongue softly parting them as he wrapped his arms around her.

“Thank you, wife, for letting one of my dreams come true. Tonightendednice.After theWillie incident, I expected itending on asad note. Thank you.” He kissed her nose, and she smiled.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you must have been making wishes on the lamp when I wasn’t looking.” Sal gave her an innocent look and set her free. He grabbed his clothes off the sand and peered over his shoulder with a grin.

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