The waves crashing against the shore seemed to echo our every movement, creating a cacophony of sound that only served to heighten the sensations coursing through my body. The salt spray from the water stung my skin as it tickled my nipples and bare ass, making me moan even louder.

And then, just as I thought I couldn't take any more, he reached down and started fucking me with his fingers while sucking on one of my hardened nipples. It was too much...

I felt a hot rush between my legs, my muscles tensing as waves of pleasure coursed through me over and over again until finally I collapsed against the inflatable, spent and satiated. As I lay there panting, watching the stars twinkling above in the velvet sky, I couldn't help but wonder if this was what heaven was really like...

"It was incredible," she whispers, her eyes half-closed as she remembers the sensations. "I've never experienced anything like it before or since." She pauses, taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling. "I wish you could feel what I felt that night..." Her hand reaches over to brush against your crotch, feeling how hard your cock is beneath the fabric.

Her hand lingers on your crotch, gently massaging your hard cock through the fabric. "Maybe we could make our own little storm tonight," she whispers in your ear, her lips brushing against your skin. "What do you think?" Her other hand reaches up to undo the top button of her sweater.

"I mean, it's going to be a long night stuck down here..."

She nestles deeper into his embrace, savoring the feel of his skin against hers. "It was...amazing," she whispers, her eyes still closed. "I've never felt like that with someone before." There's a hint of vulnerability in her voice as she says it, and she realizes how much she appreciates being able to share this moment with him.

She lifts her head to look up at him, searching his face for any sign of what he's thinking or feeling. "

Her lips curve into a small smile as she looks at him, her eyes still soft and warm. "Maybe we should," she agrees. There's something about the way he said it that makes her heart flutter, and she can't help but hope that maybe there could be more between them than just this one night of passion.

She leans forward, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips before pulling back with a contented sigh. "I should probably get going, though," she says with a frown, already feeling the weight of responsibility returning to her shoulders.

"Thank you. I made sure to wear my favorite perfume today."

"Thank you for appreciating my legs. I do have to admit, they're my favorite part of my body..." Amaryllis said, letting out a soft moan as she felt Kaylee's hand rubbing against her inner thighs. "They're strong yet delicate, perfect for wrapping around someone during sex. Would you like to try that later? Or maybe even now?" Her voice trembled slightly, reflecting her growing arousal.

Her words fade into silence as she pictures the memory more vividly in her mind. The feel of his hands on her body, the taste of his lips on hers...she can almost feel him inside her again. Her breath comes quicker now, shallower, as her arousal spirals out of control. Without thinking any further, Amaryllis reaches down and begins unbuttoning Cliff's shirt, revealing toned abs beneath.

"I want you,"

Her eyes meet his as she slowly pulls off her tight sweater, revealing the lacy black bra beneath. "Yes...I want you," she whispers hoarsely. "Just like he was with me." Amaryllis takes another sip of her Coke, feeling its coolness slide down her throat and calm some of the heat building inside her.

"Will you let me show you?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper now.

"You know," she says slowly, her voice taking on a teasing lilt, "I could make that fantasy come true...if you want."

Her hand slides up his thigh and between them, gently cupping his growing erection through his jeans. The tip of her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she looks up at him from beneath lowered lashes. "What do you say?"

"No," she whispers, shaking her head slowly. "I want you to be you...but with me." Her hand moves up and down his length through the fabric of his jeans in a slow, sensual rhythm. "I want to feel you inside me, Cliff...just like Jason was inside me that night on the beach."

Her other hand reaches up to cup his cheek, her thumb brushing across his bottom lip before tracing along his jawline. "Tell me what you want," she says softly. "