As I walked along the path of the tropical resort, I felt the sun on my skin and the salty sea air in my hair. My airy dress danced around my ankles and I felt liberated from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. I was here to recover, to relax.

Suddenly I felt a gaze on me. My eyes wandered to the terrace of the bar, where a man with dark, intense eyes stared at me. Something in his gaze drew me in, and before I knew it, I was sitting next to him, introduced by a simple exchange of names: “Julia,” I said, and he replied with “Daniel.”

We talked and laughed for hours, surrounded by the splendor of the resort. And as the sun began to sink and the sky turned pink and purple, he made a proposal that made me simultaneously nervous and excited.

Daniel leaned toward me and whispered about a hidden beach he had discovered. A place of magic under the moonlight. It sounded irresistible and a little risky at the same time. “What if we are seen?” I asked, feeling the tension of the moment.

With a confident smile, he reassured me. And although part of me hesitated, the curious part of me wanted to take on this adventure. I agreed, and we agreed to explore the unknown that night.

I went back to my hotel room to get ready. Showered, made up and dressed, I stood in front of the mirror. I was wearing a naughty outfit and my hair half up. Underneath, I wore a red lingerie set to surprise Daniel.

I looked at the clock and saw that I still had 5 minutes to walk to the lobby. Once there, I saw Daniel standing there. He looked incredibly sexy in his just-too-tight T-shirt and linen pants.

Hand in hand, Daniel led me through the resort and to the path that led to his secret place. We laughed and shared stories as we went along. The sounds of the ocean grew stronger the closer we got to the beach.

When we finally reached the beach, the sight took my breath away. It was even more beautiful than I had imagined, a hidden paradise. The moonlight, the sound of the waves and Daniel’s company completed the picture.

In the cool sand, isolated from the rest of the world, we found a spot. Daniel leaned over to kiss me. Soft and tender at first, but soon it became more ardent. I felt his tongue explore my mouth, while his hands followed the curves of my body. My breathing quickened and I felt myself getting wet.

His hands slipped under my skirt and Daniel went crazy with excitement. When he wanted to push his fingers inside me, he said in surprise, “Mmm, how wet you are.” To which I said “I wanted you from the first moment I saw you.” I noticed by everything that I was impatient and hungry for his touches.

He squeezed my breasts, pulled off my top and undid the hooks of my bra. His lips licked my nipples, sending a wave of pleasure coursing through my body.

I reached for the button of his pants and undid them. I felt his penis against my thigh, big and hard. My hands slipped into his underpants and I heard him moan softly.

Daniel lifted me up at lightning speed. His strong arms held me as he lowered me onto his lap. He moved my panties aside and I felt him penetrate me. Slowly, with a sense of accomplishment. Both of us groaned with excitement.

He kissed me again as his hips began to move. With each thrust I thought I was already close to cumming. I couldn’t hold it anymore. I hadn’t been this excited in ages.

My breathing became more irregular and I tried my best not to moan too loudly. Even though we seemed to be alone on the secluded beach, perhaps someone could hear us in the distance if we made too much noise.

His hands gripped my breasts and kneaded my hips. His lips move to my neck, kissing, biting, as he ran out of horniness, not knowing what he most wanted to taste or touch.

Our movements became faster, more intense, and I felt I was getting closer and closer to orgasm. My body tensed up, ready for the explosion of pleasure. Then he lifted me off him and laid me in the sand.

He pushed two fingers inside me and with his mouth he gently sucked on my swollen clitoris. Every time I was about to cum, he would change the pace. Stopping his handiwork, he licked my breasts, said something horny again and continued quietly.

“I can’t hold it any longer,” I whispered. After which he helped me up and had subtly placed me on all fours in the sand. “Now you may cum,” he said.

His hands gripped my hips and held me tightly. I felt him penetrate me slowly. He began to move, his thrusts deep and slow. He wasn’t going any faster, which made me even madder.

He bent over me and rubbed my clitoris with his fingers. “Come for me,” he said. And then it came, a wave of ecstasy washing over me, my body shook and I moaned out.

Daniel’s thrusts became erratic and desperate, and I felt him stiffen. His body trembled and a deep sigh sounded.

We stayed there for a while, exhausted and sweaty. The soft summer breeze caressed our skin and we watched the moonlight above us. “This was great,” he whispered. I nodded, my voice lost while I was still recovering from that huge explosion of pleasure.

After a while, we decided to get dressed and go back to the resort. Daniel walked with me to my hotel room and kissed me intimately before going inside. “Good night, beautiful,” he said. “I hope to see you again soon.” I looked at him with a mischievous smile, “You know where to find me.”

I closed the hotel room door behind me and plopped down on the bed. I couldn’t believe it. I haven’t felt this good in ages. And I couldn’t wait to see him again.

A few seconds later there was a knock on the door. I jumped up and opened. There he stood, “Is this too fast?” I grabbed his hand and pulled him into my hotel room with me. And I knew immediately that we would virtually not sleep that night.