#3010: Gotland, Sweden
Original photo: @rachelwainz
Ulla and Magnus meet for their usual weekend date, eager to escape into the open sea. Their small boat, the swaying waves, and the heat of summer provide the perfect setting for a day of pleasure and release.
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Ulla’s excitement buzzed beneath her skin as she made her way to the harbor. She and Magnus had been looking forward to this weekend, and now that the time had finally come, she felt a thrill rush through her. The Baltic Sea, though never truly warm, was familiar, a part of her life for as long as she could remember. She loved it, and she loved sharing it with Magnus.
He was already there, standing at the dock, waiting for her. Tall, broad-shouldered, and bright-eyed, he had captivated her from the very start. A year had passed since they met, and from the moment their paths crossed, she had known—they were meant to be together.
Her steps quickened, but she held back from running straight into his arms. She didn’t want to give away just how much she longed to be close to him. But as soon as she reached him, Magnus wasted no time. He pulled her into his chest, pressing a slow, lingering kiss to her lips. It was sweet, unhurried, full of restrained hunger.
The warmth of his body against hers was intoxicating.
They stepped onto the boat, setting out onto the open sea, the salty breeze brushing against their skin. Ulla leaned over the edge, trailing her fingers through the water as it sprayed cool droplets onto her face. There was something liberating about the vastness of the sea—the endless horizon stretching before them, the freedom of it. It was even better with Magnus by her side.
Once they reached a quiet spot, far enough from the harbor but still within sight of the land, Magnus cut the engine. The boat rocked gently on the waves as they sat together, eating and talking about the future.
Both had often spoken of leaving the island, of seeking adventure beyond the familiar shores. But uncertainty always lingered. Were they truly yearning for something new, or simply restless with routine? They wanted more—but at what cost? Their families were here, their roots buried deep in the salty air and rugged coastlines.
The conversation drifted into silence, neither of them ready to make a decision. This wasn’t the moment for heavy thoughts.
They needed something else.
Ulla stood, letting her hands slide over the hem of her dress. With a teasing smirk, she pulled it over her head, revealing a yellow bikini speckled with white polka dots.
She knew Magnus was watching.
His gaze roamed over her, taking in every curve, every inch of skin now exposed to the golden sunlight.
Turning slowly, she let him see her from all angles, stretching the moment, letting anticipation build between them. Then, stepping closer to the edge, she made him an offer—if he could catch her before she made it back onto the boat, she would do anything he wanted.
Without another word, she dove into the water.
The sea welcomed her, warm against her skin, wrapping around her like an old friend.
A splash followed moments later—Magnus was in the water, chasing her.
Ulla swam fast, pushing herself, though she knew she wouldn’t win. She was usually quicker, but Magnus had a reason to catch her this time, and she could feel his determination closing in.
She made a full lap around the boat, her muscles burning, breath short, victory just within reach—when a strong hand clamped around her shoulder.
Magnus pulled her back, spinning her toward him.
She gasped, meeting his gaze, half frustrated, half exhilarated. She had wanted to escape, but part of her wanted this outcome even more.
His grip remained firm but gentle, his face just inches from hers.
The kiss came fast, urgent.
Salty, heated, desperate.
Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, arms locking around his neck as he held her against him. The sea rocked them, their bodies pressed close, the heat between them building.
Ulla moaned softly against his lips, her pulse racing.
The ache low in her belly intensified as she pressed against him, feeling the hardness of his body, the strength beneath his hands as he squeezed her closer.
With each movement, each roll of her hips against him, she pushed the teasing further.
The friction sent sparks through her, making her need grow unbearable.
Magnus’ hands roamed, gripping her ass, pulling her tighter against his arousal.
She whimpered, feeling the pulse of desire throb between her legs, knowing exactly what she needed to relieve it.
She pulled back, breathless, telling him it was time to go back to the boat and take care of each other properly.
Magnus smirked, asking if she was truly that desperate.
She didn’t hesitate. She was.
If he wanted to be the one to satisfy her, he needed to follow.
With a final squeeze of her thighs around his waist, she let go and swam back toward the boat.
Magnus was right behind her.
He climbed in first, offering his hand to pull her up. The boat rocked beneath them as they moved, the space small but more than enough.
The fire between them refused to fade.
Ulla wasted no time.
Dropping to her knees, she pulled at the waistband of his swim shorts, sliding them down to reveal his cock.
Still soft, but not for long.
She wrapped her fingers around him, stroking slowly, watching as he hardened under her touch.
Magnus exhaled sharply, his head tilting back, muscles tightening under her hands.
Her tongue flicked over the tip, tasting the salt of his skin.
The boat swayed beneath them, but she remained steady, taking him deeper, her mouth enveloping him in wet, scorching heat.
Magnus groaned, gripping her shoulder for balance, fingers digging in as pleasure overtook him.
She hollowed her cheeks, sucking harder, teasing him with her tongue, controlling every inch of his pleasure.
Each moan from his lips sent a pulse of arousal straight to her core.
She moved faster, working him to the edge, feeling his cock throb in her mouth.
His breathing turned ragged, his grip on her tightening as his release hit.
A guttural groan escaped him as his pleasure spilled over, thick and hot.
Ulla pulled back, swallowing before spitting the rest into the sea, her gaze locked on him.
But she wasn’t done.
She needed more.
Magnus seemed to read her mind, pulling her down onto the floor of the boat.
His mouth found hers again, rough and demanding.
Then, trailing lower, he unfastened her bikini top, his tongue teasing her nipples, lips sucking until she writhed beneath him.
Her breath hitched as his hand slid beneath her bikini bottoms, fingers pressing against her swollen clit, circling, stroking, sending jolts of pleasure up her spine.
She spread her legs wider, urging him on, the wetness between her thighs growing unbearable.
He pushed the fabric aside, slipping a finger inside her, stretching her open.
A desperate whimper escaped her lips.
Her body ached for him.
Magnus wasted no time, slipping off her bottoms, rolling a condom onto himself before positioning between her legs.
She clutched his shoulders as he pushed inside, filling her inch by inch.
The stretch, the heat, the overwhelming fullness—it was exactly what she needed.
They moved together, the rhythm matching the swaying of the boat, the waves rocking them as pleasure built to a breaking point.
Ulla moaned louder, clinging to him, her body tightening around him, pulling him deeper.
The heat between her legs surged, spreading through her entire body, until her release hit like a storm—relentless, consuming, leaving her shaking beneath him.
Magnus followed, burying himself deep as his own climax overtook him.
For a long moment, they lay there, tangled together, breathless.
The boat rocked beneath them, the sea stretching endlessly around them.
Ulla looked up at Magnus, her chest still rising and falling in heavy breaths.
This was all she needed.
Magnus. The sea.
Nothing else mattered.