I let go of his hand as a wave came toward us. I dove into it as it crashed down. When I came up, we were deep enough that my shoulders were under the water.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” I said. My whole body was shaking. But I wasn’t sure if it was because of the cold water or the thrill of what I was doing. We were in far enough so that the water was pretty still. He hugged me close. Despite how cold it was, he was hard. I wrapped my legs around his waist.
“Shit it’s cold!” I said. My teeth were chattering. “How do you always get me to do such crazy things?”
He had a smile on his face. “Because you trust me.”
“Well I don’t know why. You’ve convinced me to do so many things that could get us in trouble.”
“There’s actually something else that I’ve always wanted to do.” He placed a cold, wet hand on my cheek.
“And what is that, Professor Hunter?”
“I’ve always wanted to have sex in the ocean. Are you on birth control?” he asked, without giving me time to process what he had just said.
“Yes.” I gulped.
“And is there anything I need to worry about?”
“You mean do I have any STD’s?”
“Yes.”
“No, I don’t.”
As soon as I said I was clean, his hard cock filled me. I hadn’t expected it so soon. I let out a tiny cry. “Professor Hunter. We can’t do this…”
He silenced me with a kiss. I let his tongue caress mine as he slowly started to move his length in and out of me. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and pressed my naked torso against his. He lightly bit my lip and then kissed me more passionately. His lips tasted salty from the ocean water. I moved my hands down his shoulders and felt his strong biceps. I let my hands wander to his back and felt the muscles beneath his soft skin.
“Professor Hunter,” I moaned when his lips left mine. I tightened my legs around him. The initial panic I felt for doing this in the open was now overcome with the feeling of pleasure. I let my head fall back as he thrust deeper inside of me. He wrapped one arm behind me and made me arch my back. My hair dipped into the water and a chill went through my body. His other hand wandered to my breasts and squeezed each one. His hand then swept down my stomach and I felt his fingers brush against my clit.
My breathing hitched. He continued to thrust in and out of me, a little faster, as he matched the rhythm with his fingers.
“Yes!” I screamed.
He pulled me back up against his chest and squeezed my ass as he guided himself in and out of me, faster and faster. The sound of the waves crashing and the seagulls cawing suddenly disappeared. The only sensation I had was the feeling of him inside me, the pleasure building.
His cock throbbed and I felt a sudden heat course through me. Oh my God. I clenched around his throbbing cock as my own orgasm washed through me. He kissed me again as more of his hot cum filled me. The sudden warmth inside of me and the coolness of the water made my whole body shiver. I had never felt anything like that before. One last ripple of warmth shot through me. I felt so connected to him, so in sync. When he removed himself, it felt like some of the heat escaped from my body. The salt water stung. I rested my head on Professor Hunter’s shoulder, wanting to be as close to him as possible. He kissed the top of my head.
“We have an audience,” he whispered.
“What?!” I whipped my head to the shore and saw a few boys standing by my bikini. They looked like they were probably in high school. The tallest of the three gave Professor Hunter a thumbs up. “Oh my God,” I put my head back on Professor Hunter’s shoulder and closed my eyes tight. This isn’t happening. He held my naked body tightly, protectively against his.
“Oh, shit. Hey!” he yelled to the boys.
I opened my eyes and saw them running off with my bathing suit. Crap!
His hands left my back and I realized he was about to run after them.
“Don’t you dare leave me in this ocean!”
Professor Hunter started laughing harder than I had ever seen him laugh. “Penny, I’m so sorry,” he was able to say, interspersed between his laughter.
“Stop laughing! This isn’t funny, Professor Hunter! I just bought that.” But I started laughing too. I couldn’t believe someone had just stolen my bikini. Or that I was naked in the ocean in the first place.
“I’ll buy you a new one.”
I looked back at the sand and didn’t see anyone. “Should we make a run for it? It’s freezing.” I unwound my legs from his waist and let him grab my hand. We began to run.
“Oh, wait. The coast isn’t exactly clear.” Professor Hunter pointed toward the boardwalk. “Boys don’t steal bikinis and run away. They stay to look.”
I was completely mortified. “What do we do?”
A wave crashed down behind us. It probably would have knocked me over, but Professor Hunter lifted me over his shoulder.
“Professor Hunter, put me down!” I was very self-conscious about my naked ass being up in the air on a public beach. The boys were probably snapping photos. I didn’t need my ass to go viral.
He laughed and walked the rest of the way out of the water. When he put me down I quickly ran to our towels. I wrapped my towel around myself as he casually strolled toward me.
“Penny, those boys were far away, they could barely see you.”
“But they could still see me! And they probably took pictures with their phones. And they… they saw us having… well, you know.”
“The highlight of their young lives, I’m sure.” He slowly began to dry off with his towel.
I slid my shorts back on and pulled my tank top on. Without my bikini top, my breasts had no support. And my body was so cold that my nipples were trying to poke through my shirt. I folded my arms across my chest and sat down. I should have been furious with him, but instead I just felt relaxed. I just had sex in the ocean. With Professor Hunter. None of this even felt real. It was just a crazy dream. A crazy, sexy, awesome dream.
Professor Hunter pulled on his boxers and shorts, but kept his shirt off. He sat down beside me and rubbed my back. Just his touch made my body tingle. “Are you ready for part two of our date?”
“That depends on what we’re doing. I’m not exactly dressed to go anywhere.”
“Well, how about we go to my place?”
He got up and pulled me to my feet. I was sad to see him put his shirt back on, but I couldn’t be more excited to see where he lived. It would be the perfect opportunity to learn more about him.
“That sounds perfect.”