House of Desire - Passion Cove

All of the following is complete and total fiction. Not a word of it occurred, nor would it.

House of Desire -- Passion Cove

Starring Madelyn Cline

(MF, oral, Cons)

By MrMaxLord

Scott Wyngarde awoke in his bed completely refreshed. The Inne was just as advertised in that regard... though where he saw that advertisement he couldn't recall. Nor anything else save for arriving and checking in. And of course he remembers falling into his king size bed and drifting off into dreams. Wonderful comforting dreams that verged on being wet despite the dam never quite bursting in Slumberland.

Scott paced in his room a bit, trying to wake up and shake off the last vestiges of slumber from his mind. However he wasn't giving it his all as he was trying to remember the dream, or at least part of it. That part? The woman in it. She was beautiful, maybe the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen; the definition of a dream girl. A curvy blonde with beautiful brown eyes, full lips and a smile that would make hearts melt while also getting blood pumping. Usually he'd brush it off but there was something different this time. This wasn't just some random made up dream girl either. Scott KNEW he'd seen her before. Whether in passing real life or even in a movie or show, he knew he was real.

There was something else though that was eating him about this dream girl in that it didn't feel like a dream. Even as the details faded away beyond the girl in question, the feeling felt the same. While none of the events in the now fading dream had actually occurred they hadn't felt made up upon his awakening. They felt more like a premonition. And simply the fact he even thought that made him groan audibly to himself before finally deciding to push all of that away to answer the call of hunger.

He looked out the window before heading back down, wondering exactly how long he'd been out after his time on the road. Though now that he thought about it he wasn't quite sure how long he'd been on the road, just that he was dead tired on arrival.

The once bright blue sky had changed to a purplish orange as the sun fell. Scott noticed a new car parked in front of the Inne. It came to his notice as when he arrived his was the only car in the lot. Now there were two. He wondered for a moment who the new tenant was, but his hunger won out over hunger.

Fortunately he had crashed in his clothes so there was no further delay in heading downstairs to grab a bite. The moment he made it downstairs the innekeeper, Venus, greeted him with a friendly smile.

"Good evening, Mr. Wyngarde," she said. "I trust you had a good rest?"

"Like you wouldn't believe," he replied. He headed towards the registration booth. "Of course now I have a little hunger issue."

"Well you're in luck there. We have a couple options to sate that kind of hunger and many others as well. Our restaurant can whip up anything you like however tonight, onnthis particular night I can't recommend enough the grill we have set up on our lake shore."

"Lake shore?" he asked. He didn't remember anything about a lake shore when he booked his stay, or much of anything about how he discovered the place but that just didn't sound right, especially for the location. It didn't sound bad, not at all, just not... right.

"Yes, just take the path where all the pomegranate trees are," she said. "It will take you to Lake Bolbe, our very own slice of a paradise. We have everything you need there. A few rowboats, a couple motorboats, jet skis and a nice little bar and food truck. Well, I suppose it's a food truck. It's more of a modified RV than anything and it doesn't really go anywhere but this property but the set-up is the same as is the food. Tonight's special is fish tacos and they are simply divine. And if you want company our other tenant is down there now as well and I'm sure she wouldn't mind the company."

"I'll head down there now," said Scott. He nodded at Venus and walked out the back of The Inne and started on the path described to him. The path was easy to follow and well lit. It was well lit with style at, that, gas lanterns illuminating the path on either side of him.

The walk was a swift one and he soon found himself exactly where Venus said he'd be. It was a lake for sure, but the sheer size of it stunned him. This was a huge lake and that was underselling it. He almost couldn't make out the other side of the shore. It was an awe-inspiring site that surely would have made him question his surroundings further if not for the other unbelievable site his eyes took in.

It was at the food truck where he saw her, lit by the torches and lanterns that lit beach area. The light of the flames gave her an almost mythical aura, which was fitting. It wasn't everyday a fellow saw a woman who had just dreamed about escape the confines of his dream. But there she was, the same curvy sandy blonde in a loose-fitting half shirt that hung off her shoulder and a pair Daisy Dukes with the sweetest smile he'd ever seen. And though the scent of the food was indeed enticing, the view was the thing drawing him in.

He stood behind her, trying to avoid making it quite so obvious he was looking more at the way her Daisy Duke denim shorts hugged her supple ass and how it looked just as good in real life as it did in his dream.

Soon, the dirty blonde beauty took notice that someone was behind her due to the man behind the counter taking notice.

"Can I take your order sir?" the man said to Scott.

"Well the fish tacos came highly recommended," Scott replied. "So I'll do those."

"Excellent choice," the clerk replied. "With cilantro-lime rice?"

"Sounds great."

The beauty turned around to face him, holding a plate of the same food he just ordered. "Sorry to hold up the line. I just got to talking to Tom here and got carried away. Kind of a people person. Some people say a bit too friendly. Which, I know, is weird considering I came to such a secluded place... but with a really big lake on the property which is weird because it doesn't quite fit but also where are all the people because a place like this should be packed and... well, see what I mean? I kind of just talk."

"Well if it's any help there's at least one other person staying here and it's me."

"You're the Camaro?" Madelyn said.

"Yeah, but you can call me Scott, Scott Wyngarde."

"Madelyn Cline," she replied. "I'd shake your hand but I'm kind of busy with a plate full of fish tacos and rice."

"Well if you really want to make it up to me you can join me in a shared meal and a couple beers."

"Sounds fair," she said with a smile. Once Scott got his plate the two headed over to get the beer and from there they headed to the dock, taking their seats at the edge of the dock. The moment they both sat, that's when it all hit Scott.

"Wait... Madelyn Cline? That's how I recognize you!" he said. He knew he knew her and now knew why he knew her in his dream. "You were in that mystery movie. Uh... uh... Glass Onion!"

"That's me!" she said. "Also on a show called Outer Banks but I don't think you're in the right demo. But if you're interested in more I just wrapped on the remake to I Know What You Did Last Summer. Or is it a reboot? I don't even know the right terms anymore but you might like it if you like me. Do you like me?"

"I don't have any complaints so far," Scott replied. "We'll see how the night goes."

""I'll try my best," she said in a slightly flirty tone. "So, what do you do that exhausted you enough to take a nice little vacation on the lake?"

"I run a dispensary in Santa Monica," he replied. "And despite all the good vibes associated with the product it can get a little... stressful."

"So the need to unwind," Madelyn said, cradling her beer bottle. "Looks like we have something in common. Let's build on that." She went to her plate and picked up one of the tacos and held it up to Scott. "A toast to getting to know each other."

Scott followed Madelyn's lead and picked up one of his tacos as well, touching it to hers. "To getting to know each other." The pair took their first bites of the night, both into their meals and into their conversation.

"So this place is kind of odd, right?" Madelyn said. "Like, not bad at all but it doesn't really make sense. I mean, just look at this lake! It has an actual dock! And I can't even imagine something like this being here. It doesn't make sense. I mean I don't even think I saw all this from the window of my room. But what's even weirder? I don't particularly care."

"I know right? I mean I'm not losing my mind or anything but I almost think I should be losing my mind and then it's like... I get distracted you know?"

"Exactly!" she said. "Honestly, even though I've been so relaxed since coming here I feel like my head has been in a fog. A pleasant one but still a fog. Except now, really focused. I guess I just have something worth being focused on. How about you?" Her eyebrow cocked as she asked the question.

"Like a laser," he said.

"Nice." Madelyn took a sip of her beer. "So, how long are you here for?"

"The weekend. You?"

"The same. And I think, unless I completely misread what the innekeeper said, it's just you and me. And it'd be a shame to not take advantage of that. You know, since we find each other so... interesting."

"Very interesting," he agreed. The two moved closer to each other.

"I mean all this beautiful scenery, it'd be kind of wrong not to share it with someone. It's been a bit since I've gotten to share much of anything with someone beyond a laugh and a casual drink."

"How long is a bit?"

"Longer than I'd like," Madelyn said, moving her lips towards his. "I think that might be a streak that ends pretty soon."

"How soon?" Scott asked knowingly.

"Now's good." Madelyn and Scott closed the distance between and collided in a kiss. A soft one, but a long one. Slowly it broke, Madelyn looking up into Scott's eyes. "Told you I was friendly." They kissed again, Scott laying Madelyn down on the wooden surface and getting on top of her. As the kiss broke she looked up at him and giggled a big. "Want to hear something funny?"

"Sure," he said before kissing her neck.

"Mmmmm it's gonna sound kind of weird, which I guess is appropriate for this place. But... god it sounds so weird saying it."

"What is it?"

"Well, when I got here I was really exhausted the first thing I did was take a nap," she said. "I had no energy left."

"Same."

"And... I dreamed of someone. Someone handsome, irresistible. We made love. It felt so real, and... I can't believe I'm saying this but the moment I saw you I knew... you were the guy in my dream."

"Wow," he said, his mind racing at what Madelyn had just said.

"I know, weird."

"Not that weird," he said. "Same thing happened to me. I was floored when I saw you actually. I thought there was no way..."

"Well then," she said, licking her lips and looking up at Scott. "If we really want to make those dreams a reality maybe we should head to my room?"

The two hurried back into The Inne and the pair soon found themselves in Madelyn's room. Once the door was shut the sandy blonde found herself pressed against it. She looked up at Scott and soon the two were lip locked once more, though now with the benefit of privacy both decided to push things further.

Scott was the first to start breaking broundaries, unbuttoning the top of her denim short shorts and sliding his hand inside and underneath Madelyn's bikini bottoms.

"Ooohhhh," Madelyn moaned. Scott's fingers began to dance within her, the dream slowly breaking in to the real world. The heat growing within her was fresh yet familiar and was slowly but surely growing white hot.

Scott retrieved his fingers only to grab her sorts and begin to tug them down alongside the bikini she wore beneath. Madelyn, shivered a bit followed by giggle that morphed into a soft moan when she began to feel Scott's lips on her thighs. He kissed a trail up, tracing each contact point gently with his fingers and making a map to a treasure that was so close he could taste it. And taste it he did.

"Shit!" Madelyn said. "Oh that's good... feels good..." Her voice melted into an ether of soft moans while Scott ate fully of his second meal of the night. He lifted her right leg to rest on his shoulder while his free hand alternated between caressing her thighs to wandering into Madelyn's pussy, every perfect touch making it feel like X marked the spot.

Scott could have gone all in and made Madelyn cum right then and there, but that wasn't his aim. He truly wanted to make her boil over, but first Madelyn had to simmer. He got the beautiful blonde back on two feet and rose to his own. Scott grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it off of her, leaving Madelyn's gorgeous form completely nude.

Scott looked down at her, taking in both her desire radiating through her face and her bare breasts, the tan lines and light pink nipples only increasing his own. His hands and mouth met the mounds at the same time, slathering them with erotic attention to Madelyn's delight.

But as much fun as it was getting a taste of all of the wonders of Madelyn Cline, there were other senses that needed to be sated. The pair soon found themselves on Madelyn's bed, laughing before finding themselves in another liplock. Somewhere alone that short trek Scott's clothes joined Madelyn's in making a trail to her bed.

The couple rolled on her bed until Madelyn was on top of him, looking down with a cute smile that belied something far more seductive. She came back down and began to kiss her way down his body, starting at Scott's lips and moving down his neck to his chest, leaving her own trail of kisses to find a treasure of her own.

"Damn," Scott gasped. Madelyn had taken a firm yet gentle grip on his hard rod with one hand while the other lightly ran her nails up and down his thighs. He craned his neck down to watch her, a devious smile on Madelyn's face and a fire behind her brown eyes. Of course, there was more she could do with her mouth beyond the smile and it was time to do just that. Scott's head went back the moment he felt Madelyn begin to suck on his balls. He grunted and groaned while she got the chance to show off what her tongue could do. That didn't mean his cock was just being held stationary, however. Madelyn was slowly stroking him, really putting her wrist into it making him weak in the knees. Fortunately, as he was laying down there was no danger of him falling over, so he just enjoyed himself. That enjoyment would grow when Madelyn wrapped her plump lips around the head of his cock and go into overdrive when she began to swirl her tongue around the crown. His cock may have been rock hard but his body felt like melting butter under her talented mouth.

Madelyn began take more of Scott's cock in her mouth, sucking and slurping getting him very used the view behind his eyelid with the way his peepers kept rolling into the back of his head. However, much as when Scott was between her legs, Madelyn's goal wasn't to make him cum, but to bring him to brink before the real fun began. She stopped just when it was as if he couldn't take it anymore. She once more took grip of his rod, far tighter than before to stave off any potential early eruptions. The night was still young after all.

Madelyn slithered up his body, following her trail of kisses back up to his face, sealing his lips with her once more before rising up, straddling him at the crotch. Scott's hands went to her legs, rubbing up from her thighs to her hips to her ass and back again before Madelyn made her own moves. The beach babe rose up and reached down for Scott's cock, taking hold of it and aiming it at the sweetest spot.

"Fu-huckkkk," she with a laugh, though that soon turned into a content moan. Madelyn slowly sunk completely down on his scepter. "Mmmm dream come true."

"Better than the fantasy," Scott replied.

"Ooohhh," Madelyn moaned. Scott's hand held on to her hips softly as Madelyn began to move on him. Slowly up and back down again. She grabbed Scott's hands and guided them to glide up and down her body as she moved. She craved his touch in a way she didn't quite understand but didn't bother questioning.

"More..." she softly moaned. The blonde swirled her hips, grinding on Scott's cock while his hands moved up to her breasts, squeezing the wonderful mounds and drinking everything about her in; her touch, her moans, the feeling of her working his cock with her pussy and the sight of it all going down. The sheen of sweat slowly beginning to glisten on her body, the way her blonde hair began to curl as it too began to get sweat-soaked, the look on her face, the way her breasts jiggled and bounced with her every erotic motion; it was the kind of cocktail that you had to be careful with or you'd black out earlier than intended.

Scott's hand moved between her legs, his thumb working her clit and that electric feeling supercharging Madelyn, making her ride faster.

"Right there right there right there yesssss," she whined. She threw her head back, going full rodeo on Scott and making him the bronco to buck. If the bed was of lower quality the sound of springs creaking would have joined the duet of moans currently filling the room. "Don't stop please don't stop," she said, as if Scott had any control of that in the moment. "So close... wanna cum on your cock Scotty... oh it's so good... cock is so fucking good..."

"Where do you want me to cum?" Scott asked, signaling his own closeness to the finish line.

"Taste you," the starlet replied. "I want to feel you cum in my mouth... taste our sex..."

Those words dripping from Madelyn's full, sexy lips was an aphrodisiac like no other. With both hands Scott took grip of Madelyn's shapely hips and began to drive up into her, sending the sexpot howling in delight.

"YES!"cried Madelyn. "Right there right there close close close yes yes yes cumming cumming cumming CUMMING!!!"

Madelyn's body felt like it had just been splashed with both ice cold and steaming hot water, shivering and sweating as pleasure coursed through her veins and made her skull vibrate. As the pleasure swirled within her Madelyn threw herself forward, breasts pressed against Scott's chest as she kissed him deeply. As their tongues wrestled, Scott held Madelyn close, still thrusting in her as she rode out the hurricane of pleasure rocking her inside and out. Of course, that also took a toll on his own stamina.

"Madelyn... close... gonna... gonna..."

"Mmmm I got you covered," she said with a wink. With one last kiss on his lips Madelyn removed her satisfied pussy from his ready-to-burst cock and moved down between his legs. She wasted no time in taking his cock into her mouth, eagerly sucking and savoring the taste her cum on his cock.

"Oh god... Madelyn... fuck yes... gonna shoot... gonna cum... Madelyn... fucking hell... yessss!!!"

Madelyn simply moaned before getting her thirst quenched with Scott's cum. Volley after volley of his scalding jism splattered on the roof of her mouth and splashed on her tongue. Scott writhed on the bed, Madelyn's oral ministrations making him feel like his soul was being sucked out of his body as Madelyn gulped down his cum.

Soon his love gun had fired it's last shot and Madelyn released it and crawled back up his body, lying at his side and resting her head on his chest.

"That was great," Madelyn said, pulling him tight. "Exhausting, but great."

"I don't even know if I can move," said Scott

"Then don't." Madelyn looked him in the eyes, so sweet and seductive. "I mean this is a king size. There's room. And I thought maybe breakfast together and, you know... go out on that lake and take ioin the scenery."

"Sounds like a plan to me."

*******

Their sleep was sound and Madelyn was never far from Scott's embrace. The pair slep well into the morning, approaching 10:00 AM. There was no grogginess in their awakening, though neither particularly wanted to leave the bed. However if they wanted their tour of of the lake to occur such a thing was a necessity, as was Scott to make the trek back to his own room for a fresh set of clothes.

The selection process wasn't too intense, just a pair of board shorts and a tank top. In short order he met up with Madelyn and the pair headed towards the dock.

They thought they might need to sign off for the boat or something, however it wasn't the case. The keys were right there, hung on one of the dock posts seemingly just waiting for them. Instead of questioning it they simply grabbed the keys and got into the boat.

Scott was behind the wheel with Madelyn at his side, the spray of the water feeling amazing to them both the warm but not hot light of the sun. Once more Madelyn was in a park of cut-off jeans, but the cuts were a lot more than just making them into sort-shorts. There was a big rip in the back that showed off the sandy-blonde's bountiful booty encased behind the sky blue material of her bikini bottoms. Of coure she had a top to match to cover up her melons.

"So what food did you grab?" Scott asked, gesturing towards the small cooler Madelyn had brought.

"Just a couple of sandwiches. Turkey and cheese, roast beef too. And some Cokes and and chips and some fruit. Nothing fancy."

"Sounds perfect."

Madelyn smiled, and bit her lip before speaking again. "Last night was great you know," she said. "But I have to confess something."

"What's that?"

"It's just that... in my dream... we weren't in a bed."

"No way, really?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Well," he started. "And I swear to god this isn't a line or anything, we were on a beach... one with a dock. Painted white... with a big tropical towel laid out on the shore."

Madelyn's eyes opened wide as she reached into the bag she brought out and took out a towel. She unfolded it and Scott was dumbfounded to see the towel from his dream.

"This is weird," Madelyn said. "But not bad weird. Intriguing weird. The kind of weird I want to get more familiar with. Is it weird that's it not weird-weird?"

"I don't think so. But to be fair I'm not really thinking about it as much as, well, the actual dream becoming reality."

"Well," she said, kissing him on the cheek. "You're certainly not alone in that."

The boat soon made it's approach to the other side of the lake, a surprisingly quick trip, even for a motorboat and especially considering how large the lake seemed to them. The bigger surprise was another dock waiting for them on the other side of the lake, almost a mirror image of the one they had left. They decided not to question this and simply pull up and tie the boat off and pick out a spot on the beach. Madelyn stopped to get a view at the other side of the lake, leaning on the white railing.

"It seems so far away again," she said. "I swear we were only in that boat for two minutes. Lookat how far away it is."

Scott came up behind and kissed Madelyn on her should which made her softly moan. "I've got my eyes and mind on something else," he whispered in her ear. Madelyn turned her face face to kiss him while his hands moved to remove her bikini, letting it drop to the dock floor. Soon his hands covered the mounds, softly kneading and playing with them. "Now this is just like the dream."

"Yesss," Madelyn agreed, leaning her head back to rest it on his shoulder. "I didn't even know I needed this... oohhhh... but I do... so bad... more than anything... right now..."

Madelyn's need grew to the Nth degree when one of Scott's hands went down south, sliding under her shorts and bikini bottoms to once more find a home in her velvet depths. Scott found her already sopping wet and ready for him and when Madelyn reach behind her and into Scott's shorts she found he was just as ready.

Scott withdrew his fingers from Madelyn to give her a taste of herself while his other hand worked at removing her shorts, making quick work of them and her bikini bottoms. Both fell in a pile around her feet. He then went to work on his on pants, letting gravity take care of them as well.

Madelyn knew what was coming next, in fact she was already aching for it. She gripping the wooden railing of the dock and gasped when once more he entered her, smiling as she was once more wonderfully filled. She gasped and moaned with every thrust he made into her and felt herself melt into his embrace. What made it feel all the more better was in that moment, their shared dream was truly occurring.

"Mmm... fuck," Madelyn moaned. "You know... oh yes... I didn't have the dream for the first time here... I think... it's been happening for months... ooooh righ there!"

Scott had started playing with Madelyn's clit, his face buried in her neck. He managed to pull his mouth away from tasting her neck and shoulders to whisper in her ear, "Me too... day dreaming... at night... nnngg... the most intense dream...

"You ever had," she said, finishing the sentence. "Grew... oooooh FUCK... stronger every time... ah... ahh yes... until yesterday when it exploded... saw your face... I knew... fuck me... fuck me harder..."

If Scott had been able to think of anything beyond how good Madelyn's pussy felt he would have told her how her story matched his to a T. And if she was capable of focusing on anything but how good Scott was making her pussy feel she would have added that the dream was what drew her to The Inne and he would say the same of himself. However none of that mattered as much as experiencing the pleasure they were both feeling now, a pleasure beyond dreams.

Madelyn hissed in a breath, releasing with with a smile while moaning Scott's name. His masterful swordsmanship had hit so many sweet spots within her that she felt herself light up like a slot machine. The caresses on her delectable curves caused nothing but good feelings and goosebumps. Both could have stayed in this position to the end, but that wouldn't do for Scott; he needed to look at her face.

After a few slow and deep pumps to savor the feeling of her perfect tightness Scott pulled out of her only to turn her around and pull Madelyn into a deep kiss and embrace. They both stepped out of the clothing now piled at their feet and the moment the dirty blonde beauty was free of her denim confines she leapt into Scott's embrace, wrapping her legs around him and Scott carried her to the beach.

Neither of them questioned that the towel Madelyn had brought was somehow already laid out for them. All the cared about was it was nice and large, more than enough room for two. He laid the starlet down on the fabric and moved between her legs. Her moved to her face, his lips pressed against hers while he reached down and aimed his cock at her slit. With one thrust forward he was once more inside her, Madelyn moaning into his mouth.

Scott wasted little time in building up a pace, one that the moans of Madelyn showed a deep appreciation for.

"YES!" she cried. "More... more... fuck I needed this... more than you know... last night... not enough... gimme... gimme that cock... fuck... fuck me..."

Madelyn's legs wrapped around him tight, their constrictor embrace holding him tight as he went harder and faster. With every stroke, every drive deep within Madelyn's tight, warm depths reality was becoming far better than anything dreams could conjure up.

The couple rolled over, Madelyn on top once more. However, unlike the night previous there was no slow pace to build up with. Madelyn was giving it to Scott with just as much passion and enrgy as he had given it to her. Up, down and all around she bounced and ground on him, leaving Scott mesmerized by the feeling and utterly hypnotized by her body while watching it. The look of passion on her face, the way her breasts bounced as she rode him. Scott's hands once more gripped her by the hips, moving with her as Madelyn kept going and picking up the pace.

"Yes yes... oh my god... so good... cok feels so good... Scott... oh my god..."

In a dreamy haze Madeyln found herself on all fours on the beach towel with Scott hehind and inside of her.

"Yes... fuck me... fuck me and make me cum," she said as he switched the pace up just a bit. Sloow, hard and deep, making her grunt with every powerful thrust inside. "Make me cum... and cum in me... cum with me... fuck me..."

Scott breathed deep, his body dancing on the edge of the desperate need to give in and cum and hold on tight to make that eventual explosion beyond words. He licked his lips as pushed in deep, eliciting a thankful moan from Madelyn. His eyes watched as the sun glistened on her sweat-shimmered body, the way her booty shook from each thrust's impact, and how her hands gripped at the towel they were fucking on, white knuckle and all.

"Don't stop... oh fuck... just don't stop!" Madelyn yelled. She planted her hands firmly on the ground and began to push back to meet his every thrust and try and jump start him into going faster. Scott got the message then added a P. S. by reaching around to play with her clit which elicited a pleasureful, high-pitched "YES!" to explode from Madelyn's mouth and for her to suddenly lose all strength in her arms, the limbs becoming like cooked spaghetti. The dirty blonde was now face down, ass up, completely dick drunk and asking for another round.

While energy had yet to return to Madelyn's arms she didn't stay face down for too long. Scott pulled her up until her back was against his chest. She moaned as he swiped her wet hair away to expose the bare skin of her neck, kissing and licking her flesh while his hands were busy at her clit and breasts. He moved up with his mouth, hot breath on making cold sweat and shivers on top of shivers up her spine as he continued to drive into her, the heat being created within burning brighter than the sun shining down on the two of them.

"I want you to cum on my cock right now," he grunted in Madelyn's ear. "I want to feel your pussy cum for me. I want to hear your voice when you cum... don't you want to cum for me?"

"Yes!" she yelled. "I need to... I want to... make me cum... fill me up... cum with please CUM WITH ME!"

"Oh fuck... gonna make you cum... gonna cum for you... Madelyn... MADELYN!" The world became just the two of them, pleasure making reality collapse around them into something more real than real and more pleasurable than a dream.

Madelyn came first, though just by a fraction of a second. "YESSSSSS!" was the only word that she could speak before it melted away into an earth-shattering moan to go along with the tidal wave of an orgasm rocking her body. She completely melted into Scott's arm while her cunt chaotically squeezed and milked his cock, which broke down his walls.

"MADELYN!!!" He cried before grunting. His dam burst and what felt like endless ropes of cum erupted from the tip of his cock into the welcoming warmth of Madelyn Cline's pussy. They were both frozen solid as the pleasure lit up the blood in their veins. Totally united in a symbiosis of pleasure the two finally had to lay down on the towel, their legs losing all strength to the intensity of the pleasure.

They hit the fabric and Scott's now flaccid prick slid out of Madelyn's well fucked pussy, some cum trickling out following his exit. They rolled onto the backs, the orgasm still leaving them in a delectable high as the sun shone down on the beach. And the day was still young and both knew there was plenty of time to continue to outdo the dirtiest of dreams their brains could cook up in the time. And if not, well, The Inne would always be there to make it all possible.