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i thought you would have said something ridiculous like it looks better on the floor. clearly you aren't using it. did you go for a swim?

(you look better without it. by the way.)

are you sure you're in a state to keep anyone from drowning?

[ She isn't either. It takes her a second but she definitely notices the typo. She doesn't dwell on it, carefree and light. ]

that depends. or i could be at the beach with you.

That's also true. 😄

Yes we went for a swim to cool off. Now I may never put my clothes back on. And I didn't drown so surely I can keep Kostya from drowning too.

What does it depend on? As for me I would pull you down onto my lap regardless of where we are.

unfortunately i think you may still need pants sometimes.

is that so?
do you have something to show me?
right there on the beach?
someone might see us.

But only sometimes?

Something to show you? What ever could you mean?

There are some lovely rocks we could go investigate... Greater risk makes for greater excitement don't you think?

you'd get some odd looks walking Ponchik in the nude.

i'd rather stay in the sand.
it looks nice and soft.
mostly secluded.

And a refreshing breeze!

All right we're here on the sand... Hoping that Kostya stays in the water a while longer... You never answered my question. What would you do?

[After a pause comes another picture, intended to encourage her to answer. This one provides a view down the stretch of his stomach, and proof that he is indeed completely naked. Moreover, despite the staggering quantity of alcohol he's consumed, he's sporting a rather impressive erection.

What's one more questionable decision to throw on top of the pile?]

[ Alina's first dick pic. Isn't technology amazing? They probably haven't figured out a snapchat equivalent so this is something she is able to save on her phone for all time. Memories.

She is a little taken aback when she opens it, but it's not unwelcome. In fact, she feels a little (maybe not so little) swell of pride at the idea she was responsible for this, even when they're away from each other. ]

is that just from thinking of me?

if i were there, with you in that state, i'd have no choice but to stroke you.
slowly.
would you be quiet for me?

That picture you sent gave me a lot to think about.

I'd have to find something to occupy my mouth with... Like kissing your neck. Biting down to keep quiet.

[Saints. How is it possible that her words turn him on so much when he can't even hear her voice? All the same it's there in his ear. He can imagine all too vividly her weight in his lap, her hand reaching between them to stroke him... With a cautious glance over the water, to check on Constantin's whereabouts, Nikolai rolls onto his side to create a bit of privacy.

His sober self from several hours ago would be horrified by what he's considering right now. But as it is...he's alone, isn't he?]

i could send more.

[ She's not entirely sure where that came from. A streak of boldness that burst its way out, easier without the friction of even the small responsibilities that still hang over them in Sumarlok.

Not waiting for an answer, she sends another. His shirt, totally unbuttoned now, hangs around her frame just barely covering her breasts. Her fingers rest on slightly parted lips, but the aim is to show off large swaths of skin, her neck and collar bones and bare chest decorated with her ruby and the collar. A visual aid of what might keep his mouth busy. ]

be good and quiet.
we wouldn't want anyone to sneak up on us.

[ Another moment passes where she wrestles with a more than passing curious thought. ]

are you touching yourself, kolya?

[Oh. Oh. Another very lovely picture. Lying on the sand, he feels buoyant from the liquor sloshing through him and from the private thrill of her messages. Everything that has made him heavy in recent weeks and months has dissolved away.]

I might be
And I might be imagining it's you touchimg me

[Slowly, just as she said.]

You're making it very hard not to

I'll be good for you and you alona Alina
Let me suck your tits

[ Alina catches her lip between her teeth, her skin warm with a pleasant glow that can't just be attributed to her own imbibing. He is thinking of her and only her. His words are on the edge of crude, but it only heightens her excitement. He is undone and at her mercy. ]

i know. you're always good for me.

[ His reward this time is her standing in front of the mirror, bare except for her panties, his shirt now pooled at her feet, totally discarded. She cups one of her breasts, a respectable handful, pushing her tits together. ]

say please and i'll let you.

[His breath catches in his throat for the next picture, and he finds that the slow, gentle strokes he'd started with are already not enough.

There's a bit of a delay before his reply... He stumbles down the last few feet of sand to plunk himself down in the shallow surf. The waves lap at his stomach, and the motion of the water provides a unique...texture to the whole endeavor. Now if anyone should stumble upon him, they might think he's simply enjoying the water. He could be looking for interesting shells...!]

Please Alinochka
Let me give them the attention they deserve

[ Alina had never really teased herself; she had never seen the point. It was a release to a physical frustration, an ache she couldn't soothe any other way. But Nikolai... Sometimes he'll drag her on the edge until she can't bear it anymore, only touch her breasts until she's wet with need. His mouth could do that to her. He could do that to her.

She falls back onto the bed, circling her thumb lightly around the peak of her breast, squeezing the whole of it, feeling the heft of it in her hand. She closes her eyes, thinking of his mouth on her, pinching herself with a gasp as she thinks of his teeth scraping across her nipple. ]

you make me feel good. so good. i love the feeling of your mouth on my tits.

[A conversation from earlier in the night trickles back into his thoughts... Yes, he definitely enjoys receiving praise. He can hear her voice in his head, can imagine her breath warm in his hair, and it encourages him to stroke faster, squeeze himself tighter.]

Your hand always feels good on me
Tell me how you'd stroke me

I'd kiss yuor nipple and pinch it in my mouth. I love the taste of you on my tongeu.

[It feels...clumsy to describe everything in this way. But it's exciting and new and he hopes she's as thrilled for his messages as he is for hers.]

Edited (shh don't mind me) 2021-06-16 04:30 (UTC)

steady but slow
i know you'd probably want me to go faster
but you just look so good when you come undone
when you need something so bad

[ She imagines him, the familiar weight of his cock in her hand. Squeezing just the way he likes as she buries her nose in his hair, knowing just how she would make him groan against her tits. ]

do you know what i really want to do though?
as much as i love your mouth on my tits
i'd drop down on my knees
and take you in my mouth.

Edited (html is hard) 2021-06-19 02:38 (UTC)

You've become very dangerous Alinochka
You know just how to tease me

And you look damn good on your knees between my legs
But how am I going to keep quiet noe?

[Even just the thought of her mouth, splitting hot and wet over the head of his cock, is enough to make him whimper, paired with the friction of his own hand. He clamps his lips together to hold in the sounds that want to escape.]

[ Alina's face cracks into a wide grin as she imagines it, knowing just the way he'd groan as she would take the tip of him between her lips. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, fingers following before she draws them into her mouth sucking on the tips as if it's his cock. ]

me?
dangerous?
i am a saint.
the picture of innocence.

[ Is she maybe not too torn up at the idea of him not being able to hold himself back? Signs point to yes, as she sends him a literal picture of her sucking on her fingers, cheeks hollowed and eyes bright and mischievous. ]

[The visual aid she provides makes it all too easy to imagine his cock filling her mouth. Her cheeks hollowing around him, her tongue slurping eagerly at his tip. He curses out loud at the waves lapping him. Blyat.]

Oh dear am I corrupting your innocence then ?
Are my seductive wiles too muhc to resist?

Does my dick taste good?

[ Okay, that's a little over the top. She finds it charming still at least. Plus he's lucky he's good looking. ]

mhmm.
i want to swallow you down as much as i can.
does my mouth feel good?

[Wow! Maybe he was just trying out something new!]

I want to feel more of it
Haven't I been good for you?

very.
i'll suck your cock until you come.
are you close?

Close

[The ridiculous quantity of liquor sloshing around in him certainly isn't doing anything for his stamina. With her photos flooding his imagination with all kinds of excellent suggestions, and with his reckless, desperate pace, it won't take much longer.]

I love seeing your mouth full of my cock
When I come will you swallow?

yes.
if you want.
or you can come on my tits
or my face?

[That's what sends him over the edge in the end: the image of Alina messy with his cum, her face and breasts sticky and glistening, her tongue darting out to try to clean her lips. All his.

In an attempt to stifle his loud moan by pressing the back of his hand over his mouth, he drops his phone into the ocean. Only once he's ridden out his orgasm does he think in a daze to fish it out. Luckily...it seems fine?]

I picked both if you care to know.

[ Alina is far more pleased with herself than she thought she would be. Maybe ought to be. It was her words, thinking of her, all her that did this to him.

Greedy and vain, but those are her secrets tonight. ]

i was thinking you might

i hope constantin didn't drown while i distracted you.

Edited (rip me) 2021-06-25 04:41 (UTC)

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