Security booth. Morning rush. Trucks rumble in. I zip low. Cleavage on display. Power play. Viannet strides up. Mid-forties. Sharp suit. Not bad. Eyes lock on my tits. He checks in. We chat. Days blur. Flirt builds. Day one: suspicion melts to smiles. Day two: he compliments my rack. Bold. I laugh. Cross arms. Push ’em up. He asks about kisses. I tease. Depends on the man. Day three: curious stares. He admits flings. Low score. Faithful type. I probe. No kids for me. Free bird. Day four: chaos at gate. Lunch break. I lower zipper more. Invitation. He leans in. Lips on left tit. Right. Soft. Electric. Heart races. I grin. Not mad. Limit exists. But fire ignites. He kisses again. Laughs it off. Tomorrow, I say. Day five: rush hour. Trucks swarm. He grabs me. Lips crash. Tongue darts. I melt. Respond. Hard. His card slips into cleavage. SMS flies. Trial basis. Beach tomorrow.
Mask cracks. Booth’s my fortress. But inside, beast stirs. No more games. I crave control. Viannet’s mine. Saturday. Less-crowded beach. Dunes whisper secrets. Ten AM. Heat rises. Parasol up. He spots me. Bikini hugs curves. Grenat red. Tits spill. Ass sways. Kiss. Timid. Then water. I splash. Bounce. He stares. Hard. Grabs me. Deep kiss. Tongues battle. Hands roam. Wet skin slides. Back to towels. Caresses. Nibbles. Sea dips. Tease about overalls. Naked underneath? Primeur for him. Lunch. Secluded table. Dirty talk. You on top? No. Me. Culbute you. Rip clothes. Abuse body. He whispers filth. Dare you? Ice cream slow. Lick tease. Cock throbs. Walk to car. Hand in hand. Dunes call. Bag down. Now. Pull him. Hidden grass. Sand shifts. Adrenaline spikes. City pulse far. Here, my realm.
The Mutation
Push him down. Straddle. Power surges. Bikini top off. Tits free. Heavy. Nipples hard. Grind hips. His cock strains shorts. I yank. Free it. Thick. Veiny. Mine. Lips part. Sink slow. Wet heat engulfs. He groans. Hands grip ass. I ride. Control rhythm. Fast. Slow. Nails rake chest. Eyes lock. Fuck me raw. Deeper. Thrust up. I slam down. Waves crash distant. Sweat beads. Climax builds. Tighten. Milk him. Explode together. Shudders. Juices mix. Collapse. Breath ragged. Victory.
Dunes fade. Clothes on. Back to world. Normal Cathy. Booth tomorrow. Trucks. Badges. But inside? Secret burns. Stronger. Unbreakable. He texts. More? My rules. Heroine rises. Night falls. Ready.