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Training for the Marathon

She was training for the marathon
Unencumbered, running bare.
The salty ocean breezes
Blowing through her raven hair

Her ample breasts were bouncing
To the rhythm of the run
Her vulva was Brazilian trimmed
Desirous in the setting sun

Her thighs and ass not jiggling
Firm muscles kept them tight
Her feet fell on the hard packed sand
As they continued in their flight

She thought the beach deserted
Did not take a rearward view
I had seen her from the sand dunes
I had come to train there too

Had left my clothes within the car
For I also practiced nude
As in the ancient Greek Olympics
Gave me a winning attitude

I ran down through the soft sand
To the breaking water's tide
Fell in to run behind her
Fantasizing of the ride

I was approaching, from the rear,
Her fine ass had effect
My cock stopped flapping on my leg
And had become erect

My stride was somewhat longer
As I matched her pace for pace
As I was coming up beside her
She turned to look me in the face

She seemed surprised a little
As she looked me up and down
My cock pointing the way to go
Brought a smile and not a frown

We both were breathing heavily
So we stopped to take a rest
She was staring at my hardness
And I the nipples on her breast

She seemed like she was fainting
As her bare knees hit the sand
She reached out to gain support
And my cock was in her hand

I reached down to help her
In each hand, I held a breast
She added on her second hand
And her mouth went to my crest

I massaged her breasts and weighed them
Nipples pinched with finger, thumb
She was sucking even harder
Stroking me to make me cum

I lifted and I turned her
She wrapped her thighs around each ear
My arms were wrapped around her
Nose was nestled in her rear

Felt the waves against my ankles
Sniffed the the moisture on her twat
Licked her clitoris while standing
Then she gave my mouth a shot

She was shaking and was quaking
 I drank the juice between her hips
She had one hand around my balls
As she orgasmed on my lips

She was sucking with a frenzy
As she milked me of  my cum
My cock was not yet finished
Her moistened pussy needed some

Didn't want the sand to irritate
So I turned her ass around
She wrapped her legs around my waist
Her feet never touched the ground

My still hard cock was able
To penetrate her hot tight snatch
Until my pubic hairs connected
With her Brazilian trimmed up thatch

Then she rocked and rolled around me
Kegeled to my heart's delight
As I was thrusting up and down
She rotated left and right

Our lips were bound together
Our mouths were cock and cunt
I was surprised, I was still standing,
And we were fucking, to be blunt

I'm so glad we train for marathons
On the beach, without our clothes
I'm crossing o'er the finish line
And she's in orgasmic throes

When we both were finished
The day had turned to night
The moon glowed on our bodies
And the world was feeling right
Written by eightmore
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always in search of deserted of deserted beaches
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