It started at the beach [[Open to one male]]

[Woe_Foe]

Ellie was walking down thw soft and calm beach, trying her best to relax. It was a bit hard though, as practically every man who was out was staring at her. It made her so self-cautious but who could blame them? Ellie was a beautiful woman with a body near perfection. Absolutely huge, mouth watering breasts that were more than a handful, barely kept inside her white bikini top and a plump ass just itching to get out of the thin string bottom. Her bright red hair always got attention, tied up behind her head.

She slowly walked past a good ammount of people, hearing whistles and calls. Ellie thought she got past everyone until she felt arms go around her slim waist.

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[Woe_Foe]

[[Bump!]]

[Woe_Foe]

[[Bump once more]]

[SeriousSam]

Simon held the woman's hips firmly. There was no way she was going to walk down the beach, looking like that, and not get tagged. He pressed against her, grinding his already growing bulge into her waist, "Hey Jen, there you are. I..." He pauses, still holding her from behind but looking into her face, "Wait, you're not Jen."

He doesn't let go, his smile broad and beaming. "I'm so sorry." He's obviously not. His left hand continues it's firm grip on Ellie's waist, but his other hand drops, almost casually, down her thigh, tracing a smooth line down and then back up.

[Woe_Foe]

"I'm sure you are." she said sarcasticly and tried to move away.

She didn't even get a look of this guy and here he was, touching the soft skin of her long legs and keeping a hold of her. Her eyes widened as she felt something poking her from behind...it was his growing bulge. Geez, the nerve of this guy.

"Mind letting me go now?" she asked.

[SeriousSam]

“Do I mind?” He laughed a little, “I kind of do, actually.” Now both hands travelled down her legs, his fingers pressing against her thighs and, therefore, pressing her against him. His now quite imposing tool was pressing quite obviously into her, and they both knew it, “Wouldn’t want me having to walk along the beach so... excited, would you? After all, it’s your fault.”

He’s speaking only to her, calmly and steadily into her ear. There’s an eternal smile on his, as if he knows she’s enjoying what he’s doing. “What’s your name, sweetcheeks?”

[Woe_Foe]

Ellie was planning on slapping him as his hands went down her legs and pressed her more against him, his hard shaft poking between her plump ass cheeks. Immediately, she felt flushed and blushed a bit. Feeling him practically whisper into her ear "What's your name, sweetcheeks?"

Sweetcheeks. She had never been caleld that before.

"E-Ellie." she said softly as he didn't budge. Perhaps he knew she was in a losing battle.

[SeriousSam]

“Ellie? That’s a nice name. I prefer sweetcheeks, myself.” As if to emphasise the point, Simon slapped her exposed ass, “Now where do you get off wandering around, looking as amazingly fuckable as you do, and not having a man nearby to see to it?”

One thumb moved slowly back and forward beneath the thin strip of fabric on her thigh, “That’s almost a crime.” This last words croacked out of Simon’s mouth as he leaned forward, pressing his broad, muscular chest against her back.

[Woe_Foe]

Ellie couldn't help but yelp as his rough hand slap her butt, making it jiggle slightly. Who did he think he is? And why wasn't she doing more to stop this man from touching her this way? His thumb was playing with her string as he pressed his chest against her soft, pale back.

"Crime? What, looking amazingly fuckable?" she managed to say as he was pressed up against her "Call me Ellie or sweetcheeks but now tell me your name."

[Woe_Foe]

((Bump ))

[SeriousSam]

"I'll tell you my name. But you have to do something for me first." And with that, he lifted her off the ground. It seemed a simple thing for him to do, and it did give Ellie a chance to see her adversary.

At first he threw her over his shoulder but decided, for reasons all his own, to hold her across his front, her head pressed against his chest. Like this, he could look right into her eyes. He had a broad, cheeky grin, "Hey there, sweetcheeks." His grip was firm and secure as he began to make his way of the sand, away from their place of meeting.

[Woe_Foe]

This man was full of surprises. She felt herself being lifted and placed over his shoulders, granting everyone who would glance, including him, to see good ammount of cleavage that her huge breasts would show. She stared at his eyes and was practically instantly hypnotised.

"What do you want me to do exactly?" she asked him.

[SeriousSam]

"Well, I'm new here. I don't know many people." He gave out an expression of mock sincerity, "You wouldn't want me to get lonely, would you?"

His large arms held her firmly, his hand that held her legs traced a line up and down her thigh and for a good half minute he marched with determined surity up the beach.

He'd carried her to a small bathing box and, grinning at her, he let her feet touch the ground again. The box was relatively out of the way; situated up on a raised dune behind the main stretch of sand. These things are usually securely locked, but Simon pushed the door open casually, "Well? Get in."