Anna and Emma at the Beach
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel
Flash Sex Story: Suppose you're an old fisherman on a lonely beach on a beautiful day and suddenly two lovely young women race by? Illustrated.
Caution: This Flash Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian Fiction Illustrated .
Anna and Emma made love all morning.
“Whew!” Anna said, flopping to her back. “You’ve quite worn me out.”
“Don’t say that,” Emma replied, smoothing sweat around Anna’s belly button. “Look, the sun is shining. We have to go out for a run on the beach.”
“You’re crazy,” Anna said. “I can’t lift my legs. I’m paralyzed. I’m only fit for shark bait or being buried in the sand.”
“No way,” Emma countered, jumping out of bed. She tossed Anna’s shorts onto her belly. “A run will be refreshing. Just what you need. Come on. Get into your jogging shorts and let’s go!”
“I can’t believe I’m letting you talk me into this,” Anna said, pulling her silky jogging short up her legs. She had to stand up to pull them over her hips. “Fuck! I’ve got them on backwards.” She flopped back onto the bed.
Emma smiled. “We’ll just do a mile. A mile out and a mile back.”
With Emma at the door, Anna managed to get her shorts on front side front. “Wait. I don’t have my top.”
“You don’t need a top,” Emma called from outside. “It’s a private beach. Deserted.”
“Oh, it is nice out here,” Anna said, upon reaching the beach. She took a deep breath. “Mmm, I’m already completely refreshed. Let’s go back in.”
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