He descended the wooden stairs. It was just after breakfast and he decided to get to the seaside as quickly as possible. He glanced briefly at the rows of people lying and relaxing carefree. Not wanting to risk being robbed while he bathed, he headed for a more deserted part of the beach.
He whistled merrily, sinking his feet into the soft sand. He turned around. The people were far behind him. He wasn't completely alone, however, as
every now and then he came across couples lying and cuddling, and every so often
, a single person just like himself strolling.
Finally, he stopped and lay down on a blanket. He took out his portable MP3 player and lazily gazed out at the sea, nodding his head to the music.
A petite, girlish figure was walking toward him from a distance. She wore a white blouse and a short, light green dress. Although she must have noticed him, she pretended not to. Meanwhile, he was staring at her, his eyes tracing her shapely figure, not bothering him in the slightest that she was a few years younger than him.
She had beautiful, black hair that flowed down her back. He noticed she was sad. She walked past him, ignoring him, and sat down a dozen or so steps away. He took off his headphones and slowly stood up. He approached her, and she looked at him curiously.
"Hi, what's your name?" she asked.
"Michał. And yours?
" "Magda.
" "Why is such a pretty girl alone?" he asked, sitting down next to her.
She smiled and looked at him flirtatiously.
"I'm here with my parents. But you know how old people are... they're terribly boring, so I won't be going around with them. And what if I'm alone? I didn't have anyone around until you showed up.
" "I came here for two and a half weeks, just to have fun. I'm from Warsaw, and you?
" "From Kluczbork.
" "I wonder how old she is?" he thought.
"I guess you're on vacation now?
" "Well... you guessed it," she smiled again. "And you?
" "I'm on vacation."
"So, are you working?
" "Yes. And what are you doing?
" "I'm still studying...
" "You're so young," he said with a mischievous smile.
"I guess that doesn't bother you?" This time she smiled. "Don't you like girls younger than you?
" "No, come on... but maybe I'm too old for you. I'm nineteen, and you're probably younger...
" "A dozen or so," she smiled, her smile growing sweeter.
"You're not afraid of older guys, are you?" He moved a little closer.
"You were a godsend, you know? Because I wanted to meet an older guy.
" "Maybe we could go for a walk?" he suggested. "I enjoy talking to you.
" "And vice versa."
They walked side by side, stealing glances at each other. He felt a familiar tingle in his stomach. "Nice young babe!" he thought. He looked at her shapely butt, at her lovely
young legs walking across the sand, at her round breasts and hair flowing down her neck. He watched and felt desire welling up inside him. She clearly felt it too, because every now and then she smiled at him with her flirtatious, innocent smile.
They approached the dunes, and even though it was forbidden, they slowly began to climb them. He offered her his hand to help her and noticed that she squeezed it tightly. "I take it
you're giving me a sign," he thought.
"How do you like it here?" he asked, once they were seated side by side.
"Nice, I haven't been here before," she replied, pleased.
"Looks like we're alone here.
" "Looks like we are."
She moved closer to him, licking her lips delicately. He touched her hand and began to stroke it, higher and bolder, reaching for her neck and touching her hair.
He pulled her to him, slowly, so as not to frighten her. He heard her breathing, deep and full of desire. Their mouths slowly met in a passionate kiss. Magda embraced him tightly, and soon they were lying on the soft sand of the dunes.
His hand traveled lower until he found her round breasts. He touched them, and
she stiffened, letting out a muffled moan of pleasure. He slipped his hand under her blouse and began to caress her young, girlish body. She began to moan, sigh, and writhe beneath him like an insatiable, wild cat. She pulled off his shirt, and he lifted her dress and began to gently pull down her panties. When he succeeded, he lay between her spread legs and found her secret treasure.
He moved his tongue in all directions, simultaneously caressing her breasts with his hand. Magda breathed rapidly, moaned, and writhed in excitement. He stroked her and, kissing her, put on a condom. When he was ready, he lay on top of her and, caressing her as passionately as possible, entered her. She moaned slightly. He entered her slowly and saw that she was feeling better and better. Her body stopped resisting him, and her moans of pleasure brought him immense pleasure.
He sped up a bit and lifted her by the ass, kneeling at the same time. Her head hung down and her legs wrapped around his hips. He felt his orgasm approaching and decided to delay it a bit. He slowed for a moment and lay on top of her as before, but it didn't help much. Magda came a moment later, digging her nails into his back, which provided him with additional, interesting stimuli.
When it was over, they lay side by side, their arms around each other.
- Oh... I've been dreaming of something like this!
They made love three more times that afternoon and felt good together.
They arranged to meet the next day. Lying in bed before falling asleep, Magda thought about her first erotic experiences. It was all so interesting and extraordinary to her. Wasn't that exactly what she wanted? Wasn't that what she dreamed of every evening, stroking her breasts, belly, and neck, brushing her fingers over the delicate petals of her little rose, accompanied by her own suppressed spasms of pleasure, her rapidly beating heart, and waves of heat and excitement flooding her body.
And how much greater and more incredible were the experiences she experienced with Michał!
The next day they met again, and after breakfast, they went to a wild beach where there was no one else.
"We'll be alone here. No one will disturb us. You know you have the look of a wild cat?
" "And you couldn't get enough of me yesterday, could you?"
"I could make love to you until dawn. You're so exciting, so sexy..."
There was a forest nearby, and they both walked toward it. Once inside, Michał grabbed Magda and pressed her against the first tree on the edge. She kissed him first. Their tongues met in a joyful dance that ignited passion and desire within them. He caressed her body, which, like the most magnificent instrument, responded with delight to pleasure, playing a melody of joy and ecstasy.
Michał lifted her slightly and entered her. She spread her legs, then wrapped them around his hips, squeezing them tightly. He began to thrust into her, harder and faster. He slowed every now and then, almost stopping completely, which was incredibly exciting for both of them. Magda, feeling her orgasm approaching, kissed him furiously everywhere she could, moaning and writhing in a paroxysm of pleasure. His manhood pounded into her harder and faster. She lifted herself slightly and, almost screaming, stiffened for that one moment in which they both became one big, exploding sex.
"You were wonderful," Michał said later.
"That's thanks to you too, my dear!" she replied sarcastically. "You made me so passionate!"
They spent many of the next days in a similar manner. However, the time was approaching when they had to say goodbye. Although they knew it, they didn't talk about it at all. They enjoyed every moment, squeezing the best out of it.
At their final meeting, they parted with a passionate kiss. Deep down, Magda felt a pang of regret that she would never see Michał again, but she also felt a turning point in her life. She discovered so many new sensations she had only dreamed of before.
That evening, when she was home and about to go to bed, she undressed in front of the bathroom mirror, just like she had done so many times before. But this time, she looked at her body differently than before.
"Now I'm open to pleasure," she thought. "With such a beautiful body, I'll turn many a man's head. There will be many of them caressing me, kissing me, entering me, and I will be a goddess of pleasure and sex!
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