Motion of the Ocean

Kikyo reclined in her lounge chair as she sunbathed by the beautiful waters of the sunny Hawaiian beach. It had been years since she had taken a vacation from her job as a high powered attorney and the young woman planned to take advantage of every minute of it. Of course no getaway away would be complete without a night of hot sex.

Grabbing her piña colada, Kikyo began to sip the cold beverage as she scanned the beach for a hot stud to grace her bed for the night. Eyes zeroing in on a volleyball player with long ebony hair, she licked her lips and stared at his muscular body. Placing her drink back on the tiny table next to her chair, Kikyo stood up and sashayed over to athlete.

Wearing a bikini that left nothing up to the imagination, she interrupted their game as she flirtatiously placed a hand on his sculpted body. After excusing themselves from the other players, Kikyo took his hand, leading him away from the net. Naraku couldn’t believe his luck. It seemed that his time in Hawaii was about yield something more a game of volleyball and surfing.

After she had led him to an unoccupied cabana, Kikyo shimmed out of her bathing suit. Looking at him predatorily, she said “I don’t want your name. I’m not here to make love to you. All I want is a hot, dirty fuck! Can you handle that?”

“Yes,” he said breathlessly.

Horny, Kikyo quickly pulled down Naraku’s shorts. Once they were gone, she looked down only to find out that he had the smallest cock in the world. Kneeling down to take him into her mouth, she could only hope the motion of his ocean was worth servicing a man with such a tiny dick.