Fan Fiction ❯ Naughty fantasy. ❯ Beachfront ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

NOTES: To understand what's going on one would have to read Faustine Aria Domani which is at fanfiction.net (those jerks), this is one of Joseph's dirty fantasy. Which means there will be sex in this story.

He laid there on his bed dreaming of that girl next door.

Bobby Hill.

Let's see, last time I thought of rape behind a gas station he thought as he closed his eyes.
Let's go to the beach.

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The water rushed up to the high tide point and pull itself back, a moon hung over them.
Joseph lean against the red dune buggy, Bobby was on the hood dressed in a yellow string bikini and red swim shorts with a drawstring.
Her hair was it's usual messy, short style and her bosom, though small, was a bit visible through the thin material.
"Hey Joey" Bobby said in a low and sedative tone.
He turn to the girl as she slid off the hood and faced him, smiling she reached for the ties.
"Do you want some fun?" She asked as she removed her top, reviling her hardening nipples.
Joseph smiled as he slid down his speedo to release his penis, he moved forward and placed his hands on her shoulder to bring her down to her knees.
"Massage it please" he said, "between your breast."
She smiled as she move to place his male member between her breast and squeezed them together.
Joseph smiled as Bobby moved up and down, Bobby giggling a bit and a moment Joseph started to squirm.
"I'm going to cum!"
Bobby stopped and released her breast and his penis, she posse herself and brought the penis into her mouth.
She moved up and down in a quick manner until Joseph felt semen spill into her mouth, after she sallowed it all she stood up while removing her shorts.
She laid on the hood and Joseph followed her, he saw that she've "shaved" for him.
His penis was about to enter her vagina when....
He came in real life, the sticky white goo covered his hand.
"damn" he said as he wiped himself off, "at least there's always later."