Nude Bj - What You Should Do To Find Out About Beautiful Nude Females Before You're Left Behind

I was asked very nicely by a redditor to write this story about these two: (picture album I was asked to work from in ) but he deleted his account the day after asking me. By this time I was already half way through the story, so I thought I would finish it off for y'all. This is my first submission so I hope you enjoy! PM's welcome Hermann was not sure if it was sweat or seawater trickling from his furrowed brow as he vaults over the sand dune, crouching out of view of those damned cameras. "Why can’t we get any fucking privacy?!" he scowled, smirking momentarily at the delicious pun he had accidentally constructed. Candice was such a bloody tease, dragging him into the water and pulling him tight against her dripping chest like that. Feeling the soft flesh of her amazing breasts pressed tightly against him. Leaning close into his ear and muttering "I want you to take me. Right now" in a sultry whisper as her hand brushes against the thin material of his trunks, rubbing the swelling bulge teasingly with her forefinger. Begging him to fuck her as her hand loops inside the waistband of the trunks, gripping his bare member in her silky hand and toying it up and down. Thank God for the waves; if anyone would have noticed (or worse snapped a photo) of what was going on below the waterline then both of their careers were in hot water to put it mildly. She stopped as abruptly as she began, mouthing for him to meet her in one of the empty hotel rooms on the floor above theirs – just in case the paparazzi had a viewpoint into theirs Hermann guessed. "Smart lady" he thought idly, momentarily lost in thought over all the small, quirky features of Candice that drew them together all those years ago. Yes it helped she was drop dead gorgeous, how could it not? But their love ran deeper than that; she was his best friend and soul mate, and he hers. His thoughts snapped back to reality as the phone in his pocket whistled violently. Cursing, he whipped it out and snapped it onto silent mode, holding his breath in a poorly valiant attempt to hear any onrushing paparazzi. Breathing a sigh of relief, he opened the message: <picture in > "Get you wonderful ass up her RIGHT NOW, or this piece of wonderful ass is getting in the shower and you won’t see it until after dinner xxx" "Fuck" thought Hermann, "better get my ass in gear" as he set off at a sprint across the back patio of the hotel, praying not to be seen by a single living soul on this open stretch. Candice was lucky she has that minute head start whilst he was stranded in the water, impatiently waiting for his throbbing erection to subside. His journey up the back staircase was slow and treacherous; every minute sound he heard sent his heart into his throat, and his body jumping behind any open door he could find, breathing a sigh of relief each time as no one materialised. He stifles a whoop of joy as he reaches the floor above theirs, his face wide with pompous pride before fading fast; how was he going to know which room she was in? Hermann’s internal monologue drifted off to a Hollywood movie; seeing himself kicking down every door on that floor, before finally finding his princess in the final room, saying a corny line before kissing her passionately and bending her over the bed. His inflated ego brought him to the first door, egging himself on to break it down fiercely. Thankfully, just as his foot rose to kick the lock, he noticed movement in the corner of his eye. Whirling around franticly, looking like a crap ninja with one leg still aloft, Hermann pivoted down the long corridor, staring at what was undoubtedly Candice’s petite black bikini bottoms swaying gracefully from a far off door handle. Gently unhooking the sodden cloth, Hermann creaks open the door and slips inside the sliver of silvery light, quietly closing it behind him. His euphoric sigh of relief does not last long as he turns to survey the room. The only light is the lamp by the door, casting thin rays across the rest of the expanse. Hermann could see a shadow of a figure in the darkness, his eyes squinting and straining to make out more of the silhouette. His nerves calm somewhat as he hears Candice’s familiar snigger from the corner; "boy did you take your time. I was about to have a shower. Your muscles do look good, all sparkly in the light… Well, what are you waiting for?". Hermann’s eyes begin to adjust to the dull lighting as he steps forward, successfully manoeuvring about the heap of shoes in the middle of the floor. With each step forward he can feel the excitement building inside of him, the blood pooling in his groin and his dick beginning to swell as Candice waited patiently, a mixture of saltwater and her own juices gently trickling down her perfectly formed thigh. Hermann steps around the corner of the bed, and stops dead in his tracks. Candice is kneeling on the floor, completely naked with her hands behind her back, tied together with a makeshift knot of her bikini top. She just hung her mouth open, extending her wet tongue as a drool of saliva gently falls down to her pert breasts, waiting expectantly. Hermann’s bulge grew tenfold, as he struggled to remove the tight material hastily, fixated on the image in his dearly beloved before him. Her eyes glisten as the throbbing member finally springs from its cloth prison. She leans forwards subconsciously, extending her tongue to try and get the merest taste of his juicy flesh. Just as Candice’s tongue is about to brush the tip of his trembling member Hermann takes control. Running his fingers through her hair to hold her in place, he thrusts forward with his hips, sliding his thick girth down into her supple throat. From their years of trust he knows just how far she can go before it gets uncomfortable, and each time he toys with said limits, the mix of pain and pleasure only heightening her euphoric rush. Her tongue drools up and down his shaft as hr head bobs slowly in unison, sending her luscious golden locks swaying in the still air. The soft wetness of her lips on his shaft sends shivers of ecstasy up Hermann’s spine. His dominant stance is already beginning to falter as he knees become weak from his partners excellence, only spurring her on to suck harder and faster. Her carnal moans of pleasure reverberate about his swollen head, accenting each lick and flick of her tongue with the vibration, sending Hermann into a near-hyperventilation state as every last drop of blood is surging about his throbbing dick. Feeling her partners muscles tighten, Candice pushed her head down forcefully, pressing her nose as close to Hermann’s navel as her petite body will physically allow. Holding her position firmly, her soft throat squeezed tightly about his pulsating head: even the slightest movement in her mouth sends heavenly vibrations across the entire length of his dick; the slightest gag flooding his member with warm saliva. As the familiar sensation of cum begins to build in warmth at the base of Haermann’s cock, Candice pulls away suddenly, nudging him towards the pristine double bed with the forehead. She was not ready for him to cum yet, not by a long shot. Head-butting Hermann down into a seated position on the edge of the freshly pressed bed, Candice teasingly kisses the pulsating head of sensitive flesh before heading up his rippling, golden body, kissing her way up towards his mouth. In one smooth motion she pushes herself to standing with her powerful legs; the view of her lover and partner desperately turned-on kindling a sense of power within her, even though her hands were still tightly bound. Placing one knee firmly on Hermann’s hand, Candice climbs to a straddle above him, using her legs to pin his arms to the mattress. He is completely at her mercy as his hips thrust upward, pleading to enter her dripping lips, but she resists. The surges of lust and power inside Candice fight violently within her: on the one hand she longed to feel Hermann’s thick shaft deep inside of her, making her squirm in blissful pleasure; on the other hand, wanting to tease him and loving the facial expressions and reactions she could entice from his sweet face. As the internal battle wears on Candice grinds slowly on the tip of his dick, letting him feel the juices drip down his shaft before coolly moving away. With every pass she could feel Hermann’s breath quicken, his entire body shivering in eager anticipation before throwing his head back in mute frustration. She can feel his hips bucking, his eyes begging but she does not yield, revelling in the control and power; even rebuffing attempts to sit up from Hermann. After what feels like an eternity, Candice drops suddenly to impale herself on the quivering member. A low growl escapes her gaping mouth as her head whips back, her entire body arched in the ecstasy of the moment. Her hips grind upon his feverishly, her entire body shivering when her clit brushes against the hair on his navel with every rotation. Her hands claw at his thighs desperately, the pristine nails gashing his golden skin, trying desperately to pull him impossibly deeper inside of her. His member fills her completely, the soft wetness engulfing every sensation imaginable. Pressing tightly against her velvet walls, he is pushed around every pleasurable patch of skin possible as she grinds; the coarse flesh of his head scraping on just the right spots. As their collective breaths quicken, Hermann places his feet flat on the bed, lifts his powerful thighs and in one sudden burst of energy slams upward. The force of the blow makes Candice’s ass ripple, sending her body flying forwards violently; her fall only broken by Hermann’s muscular arms gripping her shoulders. His panting is drowned out by the ricochet of thigh against ass, the persistent slapping reverberating about the dead room. The moans of pleasure expelled from Candice’s throat grow louder and louder as she hangs suspended in the air; legs rendered useless by his pace and power, arms left helpless behind her arching back. The pressure in the pit of her stomach swells uncontrollably as he continues relentlessly, her muscles beginning to tighten and spasm sporadically. Sensing her shudders of orgasmic anticipation, Hermann throws her onto the mattress beside him, her taut body bouncing softly into the sheets. Standing quickly he pulls her to the edge of the bed, wasting no time to re-enter her enticing lips whilst lifting one leg up onto his shoulder, leaving the other to curl about his waist and pull him in tighter. His feverishly quick pace is regained in next to no time, the springs of the bed heaving heavily with every thrust. Snaking a hand about her slender legs, Hermann brushes upon her swollen clit with the tip of his thumb, yielding a muffled scream of satisfaction through her gritted teeth. In retaliation he smacks her ass hard, teasing her to keep quiet or he will stop. She begs between gasps for air for him to keep going, her very being becoming tense and shaking violently. "please don’t stop, please, please, oh fu-please! Just there. Oh God. Oh God! OH G-" she screams, Hermann rubbing her clit furiously with his glistening fingers as she loses control of every muscle. Spasming uncontrollably as each wave of orgasm floods over her body. Gripping his throbbing member in a warm vice-like clutch. Refusing to let him yield. The grip on Hermann’s cock, and the sensation of her cumming drives Hermann over the edge. As her body becomes limp post-orgasm he just about manages to withdraw his dick, feeling the blood pounding about the head ready to release. As he climbs to straddle Candice’s warm, flat stomach, the very tip of his swollen head brushes minimally against her erect nipple. That was it. No sooner has the tip touched the soft skin than rivers of thick, sticky cum erupt from him, the first spouts erupting onto her mouth and face in a great white arc. As the final droplets drizzle onto her voluptuous chest Hermann falls to the bed beside her, the couple panting furiously in an attempt to regain their breath. Gingerly, he unties her hands from behind her back, letting the skimpy black bikini fall harmlessly to the floor. As they curl up together, warm sweaty bodies intertwined as one, the only noise in the room is their heavy breathing, and the unmistakable click of the hotel room lock being opened… ExpectThenquisition comment