The Unlikely Pair (Female x Male ) (18+ NSFW)

A flash of color caught her eye, and she couldn't help but smile at the side of Brodie walking into the resort restaurant and a bright floral shirt in board shorts. He looked so vibrant next to Laurel's black dress. Her blonde hair was pulled into a tight bun, while Brodie's shaggy hair was loose and wet. Desire tugged at Laurel.

The feeling surprised her. She hadn't planned to meet someone on vacation, but when she had bumped into Brody at the beach yesterday and learned that they were staying in the same hotel, she couldn't help but picture what it might be like if they got together. It had been a long time since she'd even thought about sex, let alone have it. I'm not sure snorkeling's gonna work out for you, Brody said, taking a seat and leaning back easily in his chair. What's your backup plan? Good morning

to you too. Laurel let out a wry laugh and sipped her coffee. I'll probably just sit in my room and read. Maybe I'll do a little work. It will be a very day, Brodie scoffed. It was obvious he wasn't having that. He leaned over the table and held out his hands. Laurel placed hers in his and let out a sigh. No work, said Brodie, not on vacation. An hour later, Laurel found herself standing on Brodie's balcony,

the ocean view even better than hers. The rain had started, and although they were covered by the balcony, they were still getting wet. She was about to suggest they go inside, but Brodie kissed her before she could get a word out. For a guy that was so unserious most of the time, there was nothing joky about the way he kissed her. He kept her face as the rain spat against them. His thumb rubbing her cheek. They moved as one into

the room, falling back against Brodie's tangled sheets. Brodie the door. Laurel cried, wind and rain were sweeping into the room through the open balcony door, but he didn't seem to care. He was too busy covering her in kisses, pulling down the straps of her dress, and peeling off his shirt. Laurel had seen his abs when they had met at the beach, but it still stunned her to see his body. He was so tan from a life spent outside as

much as possible in California, where he lived. Laurel was so anxious with nerves and excitement as Brodie took off her dress. She lay there in her pink brown underwear, set undoing her buns so that her hair fanned out around her head. Look at what you've done to me, Brody said with a grin. He stood beside the bed and pulled off his board shorts, letting his hard cock spring out. A rousal made Laurel's pussy ache. She let

out a small laugh. Not sure how to handle Brodie's playfulness, she was out of her element, so she was relieved that he took the lead. He grabbed her hands and pulled her up so that she was standing in front of him. A shiver ran down her spine as he unhooked her bra and then peeled off her panties. A string of wetness was already dangling between the lips of her pussy. Brody muttered a sound of approval as he

reached down and felt how wet she was. His fingers pushed into her channel just slightly to make Laurel groan. Come here, he said, softly. Pulling Laurel over to the floor to ceiling window beside the open balcony door, he spun her around and put her hands up over her head. Laurel instinctively arched her back, twitching as Brodie began to kiss her shoulders while his hand squeezed her breasts. He rolled his fingers over her nipples with one hand while

his other hand stroked her pussy. Laurel's breath hitched in her throat and her whole body shivered. Now she didn't think she'd be able to stand at another second. She had to have him, and as if he read her mind, Brody pushed his erection into her wetness. Slowly. Oh fuck, Laurel moaned. The first sensation was the best, that feeling of him entering her. She closed her eyes, the cool breeze blowing across her naked body. The sound of the ocean seemed to roar into the room, and the rain

felt like ocean spray. Brodie told her how good she felt, how tight and wet her pussy was around his cock. He pumped into her slowly at first, but when Laurel pushed her ass back against him, he got the message. He held on to her waist and started to fuck her full out, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Laurel's noises were wild and guttural sounds. She couldn't believe she was making. She hadn't felt like this in a long time. How was she ever supposed to get back to her

hectic office job after this? She wanted to stay in this moment forever, But the ocean just outside the window, Brody's rock cock plunging in and out of her. Brody twisted his fingers into Laurel's hair, gripping it tight as an orgasm rushed through her, making her pussy tighten around Brody's cock. The sensation must have felt incredible for him, because he came only seconds later. His release flooded her deeply warm and wet. Laurel shimmered against him, not wanting

the moment to be over. When he finally pulled out, Laurel blushed as she felt his cum sweep out of her and land on to the floor. Brody wrapped her up in his arms, hugging her from behind. Laurel laughed, her hair tangled around her face. The storm had slowed down outside, leaving just a mist blowing in through the open door. Come here, said Brodie, pulling Laurel to the doorway. She resisted for a second, not wanting anyone to see her nakedness, but Brodie's energy was infectious. They stood in

the doorway together and closed their eyes. The mist fell on top of them, cooling their warm bodies. The sensation made Laurel's nipples harden, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that Brodie was staring at her with a smile on his face. He cupped her face again and brushed away her hair with his other hand. Her bare breasts pressed up against his chest as he brought her in for a deep kiss. How about we go downstairs to the hot tub. He circled her nipples with his fingers,

and then come back up here. He dragged his hand against her legs. For round two, he rubbed her clit, grinning as her lips parted and a gasp escaped. Laurel kissed him, surprising herself with her initiative. I think that sounds like an excellent idea.