At Sunset
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel
Fiction Sex Story: Which is better, a great sunset, or great sex? Illustrated.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Illustrated .
The man went down to the beach with his large wooly dog and his camera.
The sun was almost down. The water was dark, the waves low and slinky and slow. The woman stood in the water, out about twenty feet. She was wearing a red bikini.
“Am I in the way?” she asked.
“Not at all,” the man replied.
“Good,” she said, and she unfasted the top of her bikini and let it fall into the water.
The man aimed his camera.
The dog waited patiently.
The sun went down. The woman waded to shore. She had her bikini top in her hand. She and the man walked up the sand to the stilt cottage.
“Could you leave him outside?” the woman asked. “I don’t want him to eat my pussy.”
The man left the dog outside. “Now behave,” he said.
Inside, the woman walked up the stairs to the main floor and then up another set of stairs to the bedrooms. The man followed. The woman snapped on a light. She turned to the man. She touched her bikini bottom. “Almost dry,” she said.
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