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Impressive.

Your entire chest is hard to ignore. And your abs. And your arms. I’ve been staring at you all day. Of course my nipples are hard.

We've been here all day. Our skin is starting to tan - do you have tanning lines, Miriam? I'm so curious to know. I'm so eager to check - to find them and kiss them all.

I guess you should take my top off and find out.

Meanwhile, I’m actually slipping my panties off underneath my dress.

I swim behind you and drop a kiss on your shoulder while I start to untie your top. Salty, yet I can't have enough. You do have lines, and I shall kiss them all.

(Staying dressed in case you get caught, huh? How exciting, to be on the lookout for any noises outside the room. Such a naughty daughter. I am getting comfortable in only my robe, and playing soft music in the radio so I don't have to hold back. Make me loud, darling.)

Oh, we’re still in the water? There aren’t any sharks in this fantasy, are there?

(Is your cock hard for me yet?)

Of course we are! If we are on a private beach, then we shall take advantage of it to the fullest! Have you never fucked in the water? Your body will float the same your mind does when you orgasm~

And that bikini top? I let the water take it away, so my hands can cover your breasts instead. They are magnificient as always, I love playing with them. Squeeze them, pinch them. Were they bigger when you were pregnant? Were they more sensitive?

(It's waking up. Are you wet for me yet?)

I’ve done some fooling around in the water before.

Well don’t let it float away! I’m going to need that back.

I love when you play with my breasts, bouncing them with your calloused hands and pinching my nipples. They swelled a little bit when I was pregnant and were definitely more sensitive. Are you thinking about me being pregnant, Jaskier?

Because that’s a surprising fantasy coming from him.

(Of course I am, darling. I’m running my fingers over my folds, teasing myself and feeling the wetness pooled there.)

You won't need it. See that little shack over there? We're renting that. We shall walk naked and fuck all over this private beach as many times as we want.

If they're going to fantasize, then he'll go for his favorite thing: absolute freedom.

Goodness, no. I wanted to tease you about your sensitivity - which I love so. I turn you around and bury my face in your amazing tits, sucking and nibbling like a man dying of thirst. Leaving hickeys on the tan lines. I wonder, sometimes, if I could make you come just from playing with them.

(Always so wet for me, so eager, so pretty and lovely. I'm dancing around my room, rubbing the tent on my robe. The fabric adds a degree of separation - I don't feel my callouses, I feel your manicured fingers teasing me.)

You probably could. Something for us to try.

(I can’t dance around or I might wake the kids. I’m gathering my skirt up around my waist so that I can spread my legs and use both hands to touch myself the way that you taught me.)

Duly noted.

I capture your mouth in a hungry kiss, my hands never leaving your breasts. Everything tastes salty but I don't care, because I can still taste Miriam too - strong, feisty, addictive.

(Ooh, both hands! One for your clit, one for your cunt - simply perfect choice. I want you to take good care of yourself, beautiful. Don't let a single inch go unexplored. Get to know your body all over again, find all those spots that drive you crazy.)

And what about you? While you’re kissing me to oblivion, I’m cupping my hand over your cock through your swim trunks. Should I push them down and let the waves take them?

(It may become difficult to text with both of my hands occupied. My cunt is so wet for you. I’m getting my fingers nice and slick so that I can push them inside and find that spot that makes me feel so good.)

I hiss and thrust against your hand, the tent in my trunks already pretty obvious. Yes, please, take them off - my body is all yours, have fun with it.

(Always so wet and ready for me, it's intoxicating. Do you mind if I match you? I have vaseline and fingers eager to explore, too. Worry not, though - my cock is already hard and throbbing just by the thought of how wet you are for me.)

Once I’ve got your trunks off, I’ll take my bottoms off and then wrap my legs around you, letting you run your cock through my folds, teasing you. Do you want to be inside me? You want to fuck me in the water?

(You’re putting your fingers… inside? I wish I could be there to see that. Going to thrust your fingers and stroke your hard cock at the same time?)

I immediately put my arms around you, smugly smiling at how you're now using the sea as an advantage. It's wonderful, is it not? There's no weight to slow down our muscles, just free floating while we rub against each other. I moan as I tease your cunt with the tip of my hard cock - yes, Miriam, I'm always eager to fuck you. In the water, on the stage, on top of a table, against the balcony window. In every position you may think of.

(If you want to see it, I'll put up a show for you next time we meet. It's only the thrusting at first - two fingers, well lubricated, slowly opening myself up while I'm on my knees on the bed. I'm not sure how long I'll last in this position - what do you think? Should I let my body fall and trap my cock between my legs and the mattress?)

Then you should take me. Hold my hips steady and push your cock into me. I’d let you take me in so many different ways, Jaskier. In so many different places. The way we fuck is pure ecstasy and I can’t get enough.

(Would that hurt? How would you be able to stroke it that way?

I’ve got two fingers in my cunt and I’m pushing them in as deeply as I can, tilting my hips to try to find that spot. I’m spread wide open on the bed.)

How can I say no to such an entrancing invitation? My arms are wrapped around your hips tightly and push you down to penetrate you in one swift move. I throw my head back to moan - so tight, so wet, so eager, so fucking perfect.

(I could turn around later. Or get on my hands and knees. Or stand up. You tell me how you want me, darling.

All spread open for me, such a feast I'm missing out on. I know exactly where my spot is, but I shall wait for you, dear. For now, I add a third finger and trust, enjoying feeling so fucking full.)

I would kiss you and rock my hips against yours as best I could. Really I’m just enjoying the sensation of having you fill me. The water and the sun feel warm on my naked body. Are you holding my ass, fucking me on your cock?

(However you’re comfortable. If we do this together, I’d want you on your back so that I can stroke your cock while you thrust your fingers inside yourself.)

Meanwhile, Midge’s fingers find her spot and she lets out a soft mewl before biting her lip.

(Found it, though my fingers aren’t as good as yours are when you touch it. They aren’t as long or as dexterous as yours, my sweet bard.)

Yes, absolutely, I'm squeezing that lovely, perky ass of yours, my fingers digging in as they bounce you on my cock. There's no protection, just your skin, mine, and the water. I shall fuck you raw and hard for a long, long time, because this is a fantasy and that means I can stay inside you until the stars come out.

(I'm on my back, as my lady demands. I find my spot and tease it lightly, pretending it's your fingers - shy, exploring, learning what they're doing. Trying just for me - what an honor it is. Gaining confidence with each passing second, because you know what you want and how to get it. Stimulate that spot, Miriam, chase that thrill.)

How many times can you make me come? Maybe at some point you’ll pull out and turn me around and re-enter me from behind.

(I’m stroking it slowly because I don’t want this to be over too quickly. My clit is throbbing.

Someday I might feel comfortable enough to stimulate yours too. Do you want that?)

As many as you want. I'll sit you on my shoulders and eat you out if necessary. For now, I'll keep thrusting hard into you, losing myself in your heat while my mouth attacks your neck. We're on a private beach with no stage - do you know what that means? I can leave marks on display.

(A good plan. I shall keep it slow, too, then. I'm not touching my cock, I only watch the precum gather on its tip, try not to imagine you licking it.

I'd love that. With your fingers, or with a toy - have you ever wondered what it would be like to be the one doing the fucking, Miriam? To have a man bent over for you, completely at your mercy?)

You can bring me to shore and lay me on the sand to eat me out. Then you can put marks all over my skin and claim me as yours.

(Fuck, I would flick my tongue over the head of your cock, licking up that precum while my fingers keep fucking your ass.

I’ve never thought about it like that, though I’ve enjoyed having men at my mercy with me on top of them. They’re mesmerized by my tits, begging for me to ride them fast.)

Not a bad idea at all. But let's have the first orgasm in the water, shall we? I want our bodies to float together with our minds. Let me stay inside you a little longer, feel you wrapped around me, lose myself in your skin.

(I dig my heels into the mattress as I yell, your tongue shaking me to my core. And who says we can't do both? You can ride me while I have something up my arse. Your tits ARE mesmerizing, but it'd be torture to merely stare at them instead of playing with them.)

You love having sex in the water, don’t you, my darling bard? We can orgasm as many times in the ocean as you want before you get me all dirty in the sand.

(And I love when you play with them. I love when you cup them and rub my nipples with your thumbs until they’re stiff peaks and then tease them. I love when you suck marks on them.

I’m stroking my clit now. It’s such a relief, though I’m still not ready to come yet.)

Indeed I do. I love the coast. Have I not shared that? Oxenfurt was a coastal city.

And he grew up by the coast, but he isn't about to go there. Would only destroy the mood.

I shall get you all dirty now, too, with slopping kisses that leave a trail of spit between our mouths, marks left by my nails on your skin, and coming inside you - because this is a fantasy without consequences, so I'm going to fill you up all so good.

(Good. Don't be. I want you to take your time, get to know your body. When you're not writing to me, play with your breasts. Do to them all the things you like me doing. I won't grab my cock yet, instead I'll also play with my nipples, pretend those pretty nails of yours are scratching by chest.)

I like when you come inside me… when I get to feel that warmth. I want to be filled by you.

(I’m still wearing clothes, but I can feel my nipples hard through my dress and bra. My fingers are still thrusting inside my cunt… I wish they were your cock instead. One day when I’m alone I’ll do as you said and explore my whole body, see how I can make myself come hard.)

Thank you <3

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