An Incredible Adventure in Crimea
This happened to me in Crimea. I was 25 years old, young, handsome, and full of fire! At times, spermotoxemia made itself known, especially when I walked past nudist beaches and saw such women... Wow!
I still remember one adventure to this day. It periodically comes to me in dreams. Probably because I unexpectedly experienced delightful, voluptuous moments...
After graduating from the institute, I "slaved away" at a factory for a couple of years and spent my vacations, if at all, at the dacha. But in the third year of my conscious, selfless work at the state enterprise, I managed to get a summer vacation. A whole 24 days I was free to manage my rest wherever and however
I wanted!I went to Crimea for vacation, tempted by my friends' stories of their adventures... I decided to enjoy the Black Sea, the phytoncides of cypresses, spruces, and cedars, and the clean mountain air.
After renting a small temporary place closer to the sea (this took place in Novy Svet), I thought that soon I too would experience the adventures my buddies recounted with such delight. And I wasn't wrong — the adventure found me on its own...
One day, tired of the bustle, the scorching sun, and the crowds on the beach, I decided to go for a swim in the sea after 11 PM. When there's practically no one on the beach: no mothers with children, no men with beer bellies, no girls in tempting bikinis.
Taking only a towel and a blanket, wearing just my swim trunks and flip-flops, I started heading down to the sea. It was quite dark. As I thought, there was no one on the shore.
The moon illuminated the strip of shore by the sea. The waves rustled as they rolled the pebbles, and the moon's path beautifully silvered the water in the sea.
Throwing my towel and flip-flops onto a large rock, along with my swim trunks, I spread out the blanket, lay down and basked on it for a bit, and then, naked, took a running start and threw myself into the sea. The water — superb! It had warmed up during the day and was as warm as fresh milk!
I decided to swim to a small rocky island in the sea, visible in the dim moonlight, estimating by eye that it wasn't too far. Besides, the sea was completely calm and swimming was easy.
Soon I was sitting with my naked rear on a large flat rock and catching my breath. "I'll rest a bit and swim back," I thought, and suddenly... I felt someone's warm breath nearby, the exciting scent of ripe apples, and a light aroma of perfume. The next moment, the thin, wet fingers of a nighttime "nymph" squeezed my member, and a naked, full, and firm breast of a stranger pressed against my chest.
I gasped in surprise, even getting a little scared.
"Don't be afraid, my Odysseus! I've been waiting for you for so long! Relax and don't be afraid of anything!" she repeated.
"Who are you?" I whispered.
"That's not important! Do you want to experience delightful caresses?" asked the stranger in a pleasant, young voice.
In the darkness, I could barely make out her silhouette. She was slender and beautifully built. But I couldn't discern her hair color or face in the dark.
"Y-y-yes!" I answered, stammering a little from surprise.
"Excellent!" — and with these words, the nighttime "nymph," continuing to caress my member with her hands, sat her vagina on my nose and mouth, missing slightly in the dark.
I didn't even have time to yelp before my "autopilot" kicked in, and my hands already lifted the stranger's firm buttocks, and my tongue began to caress her wet and salty-from-seawater "pussy."
My member was rock-hard, as it was being caressed by the delightful little tongue and mouth of the stranger. Nothing like this had ever happened to me! I was even curious, where did she come from and who was she? — "A-a-ah! What bliss!" I whispered (the nighttime "nymph's" mouth was doing such things to my member!!!)
Now licking it along its entire length, now sucking on just the head, now taking it into her mouth all the way to the scrotum, the nighttime stranger caressed my member, not forgetting to pull back the foreskin with her fingers and stroke the perineum.
Now that's a blowjob!!!
Her buttocks rose delightfully above my face, and I wasn't "slacking off" either — I performed cunnilingus and anilingus on her, even slightly inserting my tongue, rolled into a tube, into the tight little hole of her butt. At this, the girl only "moaned," lustfully sucking my member and rubbing her vagina more strongly against my tongue.
I moved my tongue in rhythm with the movements of her butt, caressing the clitoris, vagina, and the ring of her anus. Her "pussy" "rode" so wonderfully on my tongue that the excitement had already reached its limit, and I realized I was about to come.
My member began to pulse strongly, and I started to spill over, coming in her mouth. The nighttime "nymph" didn't release my member from its "captivity" while I was spilling, but continued to caress it, swallowing the sperm!
Both of us experienced a mind-blowing orgasm!
As soon as my member left its "captivity," and my hands stopped feeling the stranger's firm buttocks, I wanted to ask her name and finally — get acquainted. But... a moment later, I heard light footsteps on the stones and a splash in the sea — the stranger had swum away in an unknown direction...
"Well, I'll be damned!" I said to myself and also swam to the shore, guided by the lighthouse beacon.
Coming ashore, I slipped my feet into my flip-flops and went to the shower; the water had heated up in the sun all day, it was practically boiling. Someone else was splashing nearby, washing off the salt before sleep. And, only after turning off the tap and stepping out of the cubicle — I understood! The nymph! My nighttime nymph! That wonderful scent of ripe apples and the slightly astringent scent of clearly expensive perfume — it was her! And I firmly grabbed the cunning beauty who had come out of the shower and began passionately kissing her, and she only gasped weakly but didn't break free from the steel ring of my arms.
"Odysseus, is that you? I knew right away it was you, I kept wondering if you'd catch up with me or not. Don't get conceited, but it was extraordinarily good with you, I've never experienced anything like it, you're so tender and passionate..."
Soon we were already lying on my blanket, and our bodies literally merged into one — we desired each other so much! The beach was completely empty, and only the brazen stars could admire the intrigues of our passion. I was very pleased — now, on my second round, I didn't come for a long time, and this beauty had already been hit twice by the sweet wave of orgasm, her voluptuous moans echoed across the entire beach.
Then I pulled out of her and, with a jerk, put the girl on her hands and knees; I so wanted to stroke her back and shoulders, enjoy her silky buttocks and the firm hemispheres of her tender breasts. But soon a small problem arose — my sperm started to gush out, so without much thought and without asking permission, I withdrew from the tight vagina of my unexpected friend and deftly inserted my pleasure-hardened member into the tight little hole of this beauty's butt. She gasped quietly but didn't try to break free and let me in, apparently having relaxed a bit after two orgasms.
How wonderfully I came, quietly growling with pleasure! It felt so amazing for my member to pulse in that hot channel, I even imagined the sharp streams of my sperm flying deep into that firm butt — how sweet it felt!
After going to the shower again, we soon lay down on the blanket, tightly embracing and covering ourselves with our terry towels.
"Odysseus, what a scoundrel you are, you didn't ask permission and so brazenly rammed my butt. I'll have to punish you! Are you scared?" she laughed quietly.
"My wonderful sea nymph, punish me like this — marry me! Okay?"
Her wonderful silvery laughter flew across the entire beach and, reflected from the sea waves, returned to us.
"What a sly one you are, Odysseus! I'll think about it. Do you like me so much that you're ready to go to the altar? Won't you regret it? Maybe I'm depraved and nasty, I'll tyrannize you, think about it. Think carefully," — and she fell silent because I dove for her sweet lips.
"Odysseus, maybe I'm completely unattractive and mean," she continued when we ran out of air and I released her lips. "We don't know each other at all. My boyfriend dumped me and is having fun with another, so I'm bad and not pretty and not sexy," — she put her head on my shoulder, sobbed loudly, apparently this hurt still burned her, and, hugging me tightly, continued:
"In life, everything is more prosaic. The scent of ripe apples that so captivated you — well, that's my new shampoo. And the perfume was bought for me by my mom in Moscow from 'beetle' vendors, of course 'Chanel No. 5.' And you'll be disappointed in me in the morning."
"Don't count on it," I blurted out. How wonderful it was for me to lie next to her, her hot, firm body pressing against me, her firm breasts so exciting, how good I felt. And we imperceptibly fell asleep, tightly embracing.
But in the middle of the night, I woke up — the moon had risen, and I saw that a beautiful girl was sleeping next to me. I began kissing her with delight and realized I was going crazy. I loved the scent of her heated body mixed with subtle perfume, the unbelievable smoothness of her silky skin under my palms and lips. I felt the trembling of every vein under her thin skin. I reveled in her faltering breath, which seemed to smell of milk and drew me again and again to her sweet lips.
I would get carried away with some part of her body and couldn't tear myself away from it until she began to beg me: I can't take any more! I attended to her neck, the magical hemispheres of her tender breasts, the fingers of her hands, until another plea sounded and I moved on to the next tempting hollow or curve on her body. From the top down to her panties, there wasn't a millimeter of skin left that hadn't been subjected to my caresses. I decided to remove her panties but started by approaching their contents, beginning with the toes of her lovely, slender legs.
The panties slid off her hips, revealing a view of a tempting pubic mound adorned with a thin strip of hair heading precisely between her legs. A delightful sight under the shimmering light of the nighttime sun! I pulled the panties off her raised, beautiful buttocks for my convenience and immediately attended to the small toes with bright polish on the nails. I massaged them, then the soles, elegantly transitioning to the shapely, firm ankles. She was already openly moaning from these caresses. And I, moving from leg to leg, ascended to the full thighs, traveling not for the first time in my life along this eternal road of passion from the rounded knees, higher, to the desired and alluring object.
I ran my fingers along the inner sides of her thighs, where the skin was especially tender, and the girl trembled so beneath me. I kissed the pubic mound and smelled her scent! Her legs parted, and I immersed myself in the magic of the female essence. What a cozy and clean little place! My member slowly entered the hot wetness of her vagina, and soon an orgasm simply blasted through both of us! And then once more — my nymph hugs me tightly and presses her lips to mine in a passionate kiss.
It was an exciting dream; I dreamt of apple trees in bloom, a large garden, a wonderful scent of apples, and a beautiful girl walking towards me, laughing:
"Odysseus, are you looking for me?"
Looking around, I quietly howled — my "nymph" was not nearby!