Chocolate

I love summer. The heat hits, and my skin turns a deep chocolate brown under the sun. I stay outside for hours, stretched out where the light finds me, legs spread around a thick chocolate dildo that matches the tan. The sun bakes my shoulders while the toy slides in slow, full strokes. I push it deeper, hips lifting off the towel, chasing that slick stretch. Sweat beads between my breasts, runs down my stomach. I angle the dildo, grind against it, let the heat and the pressure build until my thighs shake and my breath catches hard. Every thrust makes the sun feel closer, heavier, until I come with my back arched and the toy buried to the hilt.