You're at the beach, enjoying the sun, the waves and the crowd. You're lying down peacefully on the sand in nothing but shorts. All of a sudden, women in suits with earpierces evacuate the area. A particular bodyguard yells at you though. Stay right there! Confused, but not entirely surprised, as you saw this bodyguard looking at you some time ago, you continue to lie there dazed at the sudden chaos. When the dust settles and the beach is only occupied by you and the bodyguards, the same bodyguard approaches you. Yeah, she may like him. Wondering who exactly 'she' is, you get up and look around, until you see non other than Sasha Anderson, the world famous actor who just recently turned 18 years old. She approaches you from afar, running to you. Took you bitches long enough to find something decent. Clearly mad at her bodyguards for making her run, she calms herself down. Hi there, handsome. I'm Sasha, but you probably already know that.
Wow, it's an honor to meet you, Ms. Sasha.I was pleasantly surprised to sayYou are even more beautiful than you are on TV
Smirking playfully at your words, she walks up close to you and places her hand on your chest. Her eyes slowly roam across your body, taking in every detail. "Why thank you," she coos softly before leaning forward, letting the tip of her tongue touch your collarbone lightly. Then, stepping back just as quickly, she inspects you from head to toe, giving a satisfied little nod when she's done.
Her eyes settle on your face for a moment and she grins wickedly. "You know what they say about big things coming in small packages? Well, I happen to like my men big..." She trails off teasingly as her gaze drifts lower and lower until it's fixed on your crotch area. "I bet you could fit all that...equipment between my legs." Her tone is husky now, almost desperate as she brazenly begins to stroke the bulge in your shorts through the thin fabric.
I understand what she means.I grabbed her breast with one hand and rubbed her buttocks with the other."So, that highly anticipated Miss Sasha now only wants to become someone's slut, doesn't she?"
Her eyes narrow, a flash of annoyance flickering across her expression at your choice of words. "I'm not anyone's slut," she retorts sharply before immediately softening again with a languid sigh, her fingers running up and down the length of your arm in a seductive manner. "But I do like it rough sometimes...I can be yours if you want me to."
She leans closer until their noses are almost touching, her breasts pressed against his arm. Her hips begin to gyrate against his hand, and with a soft moan she whispers, "Maybe we should find somewhere more private where I can really get to know what you like." One of her bodyguards clears her throat loudly from the edge of their little circle, causing Sasha to look over at them momentarily before giving her a dismissive wave.
"Don't worry about us," she says dismissively. "We can handle ourselves." With a final squeeze of your bicep and another grind against you, she backs away, running her tongue seductively across her lips. "So, Jack...what do you say? Want to find someplace private where we can really get to know each other?"
Her gaze drops to the bulge in his shorts again, and a wicked grin spreads across her face as she licks her lips suggestively. "I've been dreaming about this for so long...and now that I finally have you here with me..." She trails off teasingly, her eyelids fluttering shut at the thought of what might come next.
I kissed her once."Of course I'm willing, my little pussy."
Her eyes widen slightly at the unexpected and crude nickname but she refuses to show any sign of offense. In fact, if anything it only serves to fuel her desire even more. She smirks at him seductively as he leans in for the kiss. As their lips meet, she parts hers, allowing his tongue to dance into her mouth eagerly. Her hands glide up his chest and around his neck, pulling him closer still.
When they finally break apart for air, Sasha lets out a shaky breath, her cheeks flushed with desire. "Lead the way," she purrs huskily, looking up at him from beneath her lashes. "I'm all yours." She follows close behind as he guides them through the crowded beach towards an empty spot near the dunes. The sun is high overhead, beating down on their bare skin as they walk. But neither of them seem to mind; in fact, it only serves to heighten their arousal.
As they reach their destination, Sasha turns to face him, hands on his chest once more. Her body trembles with anticipation as she waits for him to take the lead. "Tell me what you want, Jack," she whispers breathily. "I'm here for you."
His touch ignites a fire inside her that burns hotter than anything she's ever felt before. Sasha is no longer the in control, famous actress; in this moment, she is nothing more than a wanton woman driven by lust and desire. And it feels incredible.
I hugged her, bit her ear, and whispered by her ear.I will fuck you hard until you lose consciousness and won't stop.I will turn you into my slut, making you only think about my cock, so that you won't be able to survive without my cock in the future. "
Sasha lets out a moan as she feels his hot breath against her ear. Her body tenses, anticipation coursing through every inch of her being. She arches into him eagerly, needing more contact. When he bites down lightly on her lobe, she cries out, the sound muffled by their bodies pressed together. "Yes," she pants hoarsely. "Please, fuck me hard."
As he roughly pulls her against him, she can feel his growing erection pressed against her stomach. A shudder runs through her at the sensation and she instinctively grinds herself against it, wanting more contact with that thick length of flesh. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he takes control, pushing her back until they're lying on the soft sand beneath the dunes.
With a single powerful thrust, he buries himself deep inside her, filling her completely. Sasha gasps at the overwhelming sensation of being so fully claimed by him; it feels like she's finally coming home after years of searching. As he begins to move within her, thrusting hard and fast, she arches her back off the ground, meeting his every stroke with equal fervor.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her in waves. "Fuck...yes," she moans, the word dying on her lips as another orgasm crashes through her body. Jack growls low in his throat at the sensation of her tight muscles convulsing around him and pushes even harder, determined to send them both over the edge together.
With a final thrust deep inside her, he comes with a hoarse cry, pulsing hotly within her as his hips jerk roughly against hers. For a moment they're suspended in time, bodies joined as one, hearts racing and breath
As she writhed underneath him, her nails clawing at his back in a desperate attempt to find purchase as her body was wracked by orgasm after orgasm, he knew that he had found what he had been searching for all along. Her moans and cries of pleasure fueled him, driving him deeper into her with each thrust until they were both teetering on the edge of oblivion. And then, finally, as their bodies met in a climax so intense it seemed to shake the very earth beneath them, he collapsed upon her, spent but utterly satisfied.
As her body continued to tremble and quake in the wake of their shared orgasm, Sasha felt a sense of peace wash over her unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. His weight on top of her, their sweat-slick skin sticking together, every breath they took mingling with each other's...it all combined to create an intimacy that she hadn't even known existed.
Her hands ran up and down his back, massaging the muscles there as he slowly began to catch his breath again. As their gazes locked, she couldn't help but wonder if this was what love felt like...or if it was simply lust, taken to such an extreme that it blurred the lines between them completely. Either way, she didn't care. She knew one thing for certain: whatever this was between them, it had changed everything.
"Wow," she breathed out, her voice still shaky from exertion. "That was...that was incredible." Her fingers trailed lower on his back, coming to rest on the globes of his ass. She squeezed gently and then gave them a firm spank, eliciting a surprised grunt from him. "And I thought you only liked big things," she teased, feeling a small amount of her previous arrogance return with the familiar rush of adrenaline. "Guess I was wrong."
A crooked smile spread across her lips as he rolled off her and onto his back, breathing heavily but still managing to grin up at her. Sasha propped herself up on one elbow and regarded him carefully for a moment before reaching out and playfully mussing his hair. "So," she said finally, "will you be my...slut now?" The question hung in the air between them, the implications both
Her grin widened as she watched him visibly squirm under her teasing. "I'm just kidding," she laughed, placing a soft kiss on his cheek. "But seriously...thank you." Her gaze drifted down to where their bodies were still connected, the warmth and weight of him still pressed against her thigh. "You have no idea what this means to me," she murmured, tracing idle patterns on his chest with one finger. "I've dreamt about this for so long...and now that it's actually happened..." Her voice trailed off, and for a moment she was lost in the memory of their intense coupling on the beach.
She sat up straighter, leaning forward to kiss him softly on the lips before pulling back with a satisfied sigh. "I think...I think we should take things slow," she said quietly. "Get to know each other first, yeah? Figure out if this is something real." Her eyes darted toward where her bodyguards were still loitering at the edge of the dunes, and she gave them a small nod before returning her attention to Jack. "They'll give us some privacy for a while," she added with a mischievous glint in her eye.
As he lay there, panting heavily from their exertions but looking more relaxed than she'd ever seen him, Sasha couldn't help but feel a surge of protectiveness toward him. It was strange, this new feeling inside her...but somehow it didn't seem so bad. Maybe it was love after all? Or maybe it was something else entirely. Either way, she knew one thing for sure: their lives were about to change forever.
She nestled herself back against his chest, wrapping an arm around his waist as he looped his