Sunlit Strokes

レナがその小さな白いビキニでヨットのサンデッキに足を踏み入れた瞬間、俺のペニスはショーツの中でピクンと反応した。彼女は金色の肌と長い脚の持ち主で、黒い髪が潮風になびき、そして彼女が私を見る目つき——まるで私が彼女の中に入ることになるのをすでに知っているかのような——が空気を震わせた。私たちはイタリア沖に停泊したチャーター船に二人きりで、穏やかな波の音だけが呼吸の他に聞こえる唯一の音だった。

「ねえ、マルコ」彼女は低くからかうような声で言い、両腕を頭上に伸ばした。薄い布地が胸で張り詰める。「ただ見てるだけ？それとも今日はこの『エロティックマッサージ』のコンセプト、撮るの？」

I swallowed hard, camera strap digging into my neck. "We're shooting. But this light... it's perfect for oil. Lie down."

彼女はニヤリと笑って、クッション付きのラウンジチェアに身を投げ出し、うつ伏せになった。ビキニのボトムが引き締まった尻に食い込み、丸く誘うような双丘が露わになる。俺はキットから温めたマッサージオイルのボトルを取り出した。ココナッツとジャスミンの香りが潮の香りに混じって漂う。

"Start with my back," Lena murmured, glancing over her shoulder. Her green eyes sparkled with mischief. "Make it look real hot for the lens. Or... do you want to make it real?"

彼女の肩にオイルを垂らすと、俺の手はほんの少し震えていた。オイルは地中海の太陽の下で液体の金のように輝いた。滑らかな肌に手のひらが触れた瞬間、熱が股間へと一直線に走った。俺は彼女の筋肉を揉みほぐし、親指で背骨に沿って深く押し込むと、彼女は俺の芯まで響くような小さな喘ぎ声を漏らした。

"Fuck, that feels good," she whispered. "Harder, Marco. Don't be shy."

I worked lower, my fingers slipping under the bikini string. Her ass flexed as I poured more oil right at the base of her spine, letting it run down between her cheeks. She parted her thighs just enough for me to see the smooth, shaved lips of her pussy already shining with more than oil.

「そこを触って」と彼女は息を弾ませ、腰を浮かせた。「カメラは三脚で回ってるんでしょ？これを撮って。」

俺のペニスはもうカチカチに硬くなり、痛いほど張り詰めていた。オイルを塗った片手を彼女の脚の間に滑り込ませ、指が腫れたクリトリスをなぞる。彼女はびしょ濡れで、肌に照りつける太陽よりも熱かった。「くそ、レナ…滴ってるよ。」

"Mmm, because your hands feel like they were made for my cunt." She pushed back against my fingers as I circled her clit, then dipped two inside her tight pussy. The wet, squelching sounds mixed with the waves. I pumped them slowly at first, curling to hit that spot that made her gasp and claw at the cushion.

「もっと」彼女は声を震わせて要求した。「お尻を揉みながら、指で犯して。」

俺は従い、もう片方の手で彼女の双丘を広げ、親指でオイルまみれの円を描くように彼女のきつい小さなアナルを焦らした。彼女はより大きな声で喘ぎ、俺の手に腰を押し付けてきた。彼女の興奮の匂いがオイルと混ざり、俺を狂わせそうだった。もう待てなかった。

「うつ伏せになれ」と俺は唸った。

She flipped onto her back, bikini top already untied, her full tits bouncing free, nipples hard as pebbles. I poured oil over them, watching it cascade down her belly. My hands followed, massaging her breasts roughly, pinching those sensitive peaks until she arched and whimpered.

"Oh god, yes... suck them while you finger me again."

私は身をかがめ、片方の乳首を口に含み、指を彼女の滴る膣に再び突き入れながら強く吸った。彼女は塩と日焼け止めの味がし、舌の下で肌が滑りやすかった。彼女の手は私の髪に絡みつき、私をさらに引き寄せた。

「あなたの肉棒が欲しいの、マルコ。今すぐ。マッサージなんてどうでもいい——私を犯して。」

I stood, shoving my shorts down. My thick cock sprang out, veins pulsing, head already leaking pre-cum. She licked her lips, reaching for it with an oily hand, stroking me with long, twisting pulls that made my knees weak.

"Such a big dick," she purred. "I want it stretching my pussy."

I climbed between her thighs, rubbing the head up and down her slit, coating myself in her juices and oil. Then I thrust in hard, burying half my length in one go. Her walls clenched around me, hot and velvety.

"Fuuuck," she cried, eyes rolling back. "Deeper. Fill me up."

I drove all the way in, balls slapping her ass, and started pounding her in steady, deep strokes. The lounge chair creaked under us. Oil made everything slick—my hands gripping her hips, sliding over her tits as I leaned in to kiss her roughly. Our tongues tangled, her moans vibrating into my mouth.

"Harder, you bastard. Make me cum on your cock."

I sped up, the wet smack of skin on skin echoing across the deck. I hooked her legs over my shoulders, folding her in half so I could slam even deeper. Her pussy fluttered, gripping me like a fist. She reached down, rubbing her clit furiously.

"I'm close... don't stop... oh shit, I'm—"

彼女のオーガズムは波のように押し寄せ、アソコが俺のペニスを締め付けながら潮を吹き、愛液がオイルと混ざってクッションをびしょ濡れにした。彼女の全身は震え、突くたびに胸が揺れた。俺は彼女を突き続け、彼女が息を切らして笑いながら喘ぐまで、それを長引かせた。

「抜いて」彼女は息を弾ませて言った。「二人の味を味わいたいの。」

I withdrew, cock glistening with her cream. She slid off the chair onto her knees on the warm deck, immediately sucking me into her mouth. Her lips stretched wide around my girth as she deepthroated me, gagging softly, saliva and oil dripping down her chin.

"Goddamn, Lena... your mouth is perfect." I held her head gently, fucking her face with shallow thrusts while she swirled her tongue around the head.

She popped off with a wet smack. "Cum on my tits. I want to wear it for the next shots."

That pushed me over. I stroked myself fast, groaning as thick ropes of cum erupted across her oiled breasts, painting her nipples and cleavage white. She moaned, rubbing it in with both hands, looking up at me with that same wicked smile.

"Best massage I've ever had," she said, voice husky. "Now grab the camera before the light changes. But leave the oil on me... I think we're not done yet."

I laughed, chest still heaving, already framing the next shot of her glistening, cum-covered body against the endless blue sea. This yacht session was going to be my hottest portfolio yet.