These are more anecdotes than stories.

That time I met R at the beach back in the day when I had a motorbike.

We met for the first time at the beach around lunchtime in Princess Bay. We walked and talked for a little while. We stopped and had our first kiss. I put my helmet down on the rocks behind me. Our tongues tangled and she became aroused and began rubbing my crotch. My hand sneaked under her skirt and found it's way into her panties. Already wet, she accepted my fingers and ground herself against them. She came quite quickly and we spent some more time kissing. When it came time for me to leave I looked around to find that my helmet had been washed off the rocks and into the sea. Luckily I could see that it was being pushed backwards and forwards, rolling up and down in the surf not far from us. Shaking out the water I gingerly put it on and with water dripping off my nose rode back to work.

We met a few times. When aroused she was on such a hair-trigger that she violently came whenever I used my fingers or tongue on her. She was also a squirter - which took me by surprise one evening when she came/exploded over me while she was sitting on my face.

She was a lot of fun to be with.

It was a winter's evening and M and I were parked in her car down by the waterfront in Lyall Bay.

I was sitting in the passenger seat and M was leaning over me applying her tongue to my pole. Eyes closed, I was enjoying her attentions as her head slid up and down. That evening we'd only met up for a little while so we could kiss and catch-up and talk about how things had been since we last met. It was a pleasant surprise when she unzipped my jeans and released my cock from my underwear. She took me in her mouth and I leaned back into the seat. A little while later as her tongue continued to gyrate around my dick, I became aware of a sound outside. Opening my eyes I spied an old couple, walking their dog. I smiled weakly at them as they drew level with the car window as M's head slowly bobbed up and down. Pretending not to see what they could see, they continued on their way. M, oblivious to their presence, continued to wind me up and up and up until I released. She was cute, she always made, "Um, um, ummm-ing." noises when she lapped-up my cream.