Slit Tease by the Sea

The moment we stepped into the seaside hotel room, the salt air thick with the crash of waves outside, I caught Lena staring at me with that hungry look that made my cock twitch. Her sundress clung to her curves from the ocean breeze, and I knew tonight we'd finally try what we'd whispered about for weeks. She wanted me to focus everything on her pussy slit, to tease and open it like a secret until she begged.

"Mark, close the door," she said, voice already breathy, kicking off her sandals. The room's big window overlooked the moonlit beach, but we didn't care about the view. I locked it with a click, heart pounding.

She turned, eyes locked on mine. "I've been wet since the cab ride. Thinking about your fingers... right there. On my slit. Spread me slow."

I crossed to her in two steps, hands on her hips, pulling her close. Our mouths crashed together, tongues sliding hot and urgent. She tasted like the margarita from dinner, sweet and sharp. My palms slid up her back, finding the zipper of her dress. Buttons? No, but the thin straps gave way easily as I tugged them down her shoulders, the fabric whispering over her skin.

Lena shivered, pressing her tits against my chest. "Don't rush the rest. Kiss me more first." Her fingers worked my shirt buttons one by one, deliberate, like she was savoring each reveal of my skin. I kept kissing her deeply, tongues dancing, my hands cupping her face, thumbs brushing her cheeks. The dress pooled at her feet, leaving her in just a tiny lace thong that was already soaked.

I backed her toward the king bed, our lips never parting. She unbuckled my belt, fingers trembling with need, shoving my pants down. My cock sprang free, hard and throbbing, but she didn't touch it yet. Instead, she pulled me down onto the sheets with her, legs wrapping around my waist. We rolled, kissing harder, hands everywhere—mine tracing her ribs, hers digging into my back.

"Now," she gasped between kisses, rolling onto her back. "Touch my pussy. Open my slit like you promised."

I hooked my fingers in her thong and peeled it off, the wet fabric sticking to her smooth, shaved lips for a second. Her pussy was glistening, pink and swollen, the tight slit already parting slightly from her arousal. I knelt between her spread thighs, leaning in to kiss her mouth again, one hand caressing her breast, pinching the nipple just enough to make her moan into my lips.

My other hand finally slid down. Two fingers traced the outer edges of her slit, feeling the slick heat. "Like this?" I murmured against her mouth.

"Yes... fuck, yes. Spread it. Look at it." Her hips bucked, breath hot on my face.

I used my thumbs to gently part her pussy lips, exposing the wet, delicate inner slit. It glistened under the lamp light, her clit peeking at the top, hood pulled back. The sight made my cock leak pre-cum onto her thigh. I kept kissing her, slow and filthy, tongues tangling as I rubbed up and down her opened slit with my fingertips, coating them in her cream.

Lena whimpered, breaking the kiss to pant, "Deeper with your fingers. Stretch my slit open... I want to feel so exposed."

I pushed one thick finger inside her tight hole, then two, scissoring them to widen that pretty pink slit further. The wet sounds filled the room, mixing with the distant waves. Her juices dripped down my hand as I pumped slowly, thumb circling her clit. We kept making out like teenagers, lips swollen, her hands in my hair pulling me closer.

"God, your slit is so fucking tight and wet," I growled softly, adding a third finger, stretching her wider. She cried out, body arching.

"Don't stop kissing me," she begged, dragging my mouth back. Our tongues swirled as I fingered her harder, feeling her inner walls flutter. Her first orgasm hit fast—she squirted a little around my fingers, soaking the sheets, moaning into my mouth.

I pulled out, cock aching. Flipping her onto all fours, I positioned behind her, rubbing my thick dick along her still-spread slit. "Want it in this pretty pussy now?"

"Yes, fill me," she whispered, looking back over her shoulder, eyes glassy.

I thrust in deep in one stroke, her stretched slit gripping me like velvet fire. We fucked hard like that, my hands on her hips, her ass rippling with each slam. I reached around to rub her clit, keeping her slit parted with my fingers as I pounded. She came again, pussy pulsing, milking my cock.

I flipped her onto her back once more, legs over my shoulders, driving in even deeper. Our mouths found each other again, kissing desperately as I fucked her with fast, short strokes, focusing on how her slit stretched around my shaft.

"I'm gonna cum," I panted against her lips.

"Do it inside... fill my slit."

With a groan I erupted, pumping hot cum deep into her, feeling it overflow her pussy lips. We collapsed, still kissing softly, bodies slick with sweat and the sea breeze cooling us through the open window.

Lena smiled, tracing my jaw. "That was just the start. Tomorrow we do it on the balcony."