#polzeath

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[targaryenrealnessdarling]

See You At Sunset - a Lost Without You Drabble

Summary: You and Billy get lost on the way to Polzeath for a holiday, and decide to kill time by 'watching the sunset' | Word Count: 2.4k~ | Warnings below the cut!

Links to my Taglists: General Taglist | Billy W Taglist

A/N: Can be read as a standalone or as part of the Lost Without You story as a prequel 💕

Warnings: semi-public sex, sex in a car, p in v, praise

Billy remembered the last holiday they went on together, in the late spring. They'd driven to Cornwall with a hired minivan. And before arriving into Port Isaac, they'd stopped on a country road in the late afternoon when the sun touched the sea. He'd made love to her in the driver's seat and admired the way the orange sunset kissed the colour of her hair. She looked gorgeous then, face flushed and legs astride him.

"Billy, I'm telling you for free, we are lost"

She says for what feels like the hundredth time.

Billy sighs, one hand clasped on the steering wheel and the other resting on the side, his fingers anxiously running through his sandy, blonde hair.

"We are not lost. The satnav is just on the piss" he grumbles, leaning forward to fiddle with the settings on it. Trying to type in 'Polzeath' again with one shaky finger while concentrating on the road with the other.

"Billy!"

"Shit!"

He slams on the brakes, seatbelts tugging at their chests, about to go straight through a level crossing as the gates are going down. The velocity of it makes her pull forwards in her seat, ripping the map she'd been looking at right in two.

Once he's caught his breath a bit and calmed the rapid beating of his heart, she snorts a laugh.

Billy looks over unamused.

"Didn't we do this whole 'having a holiday in the UK thing' because it was less stressful?" he asks, half-annoyed.

She hums, "Yeah it was supposed to be" she smiles, leaning over to put her hand on his leg, soothing his knee with her thumb.

He spares her a boyish smile, covering her hand with his and giving a loving squeeze, before moving it to the gearstick to move off again.

It's not such a bad place to be lost. The sun is slowly starting to set, the pink and orange sky beginning to bloom at the horizon. He drives quietly, the minivan a little clunkier than his usual Vauxhall, shifting between the gears clumsily, not used to the stiffness between them.

The sign to Port Isaac zips by quickly and when she looked over the windscreen, she could see how the sea reflected the warmth of the imminent sunset. The air was warm and cosy, with a slight nip to the skin as the evening approached. But all the same, it was tranquil and almost painfully serene.

The country roads were narrow and quiet. A weekday meaning there wasn't a soul about, and with the school holidays months away, it was pleasantly calm.

She looked over when Billy sighed and rubbed his eyes, just wanting to be in the Airbnb they'd booked to be in bed as soon as possible. His clutch foot was starting to kill and she could tell he was getting irritated, having driven for hours before this point.

She pressed her lips together, eyes glimmering with mischief.

"Pull over there" she said, pointing over the dashboard to a passing point.

Billy tapped the brakes, looking over, "Here?"

"Yeah, pull over"

The only sound was the click of his indicator as Billy pulled in, tugging the handbrake up.

Through the windscreen, the view of the sea was visible, stretching out past the greenery of the nearby empty fields. The blades of grass swayed gently in the breeze of the late afternoon.

She clicked off her seatbelt and sat forwards, leaning over to see the view better, "nice, isn't it?"

Billy looked confused at her, wondering why she'd asked him to park up just for a glance at the view they'd be seeing for the next few days anyway.

He shrugged, "Yeah, it's…nice"

She bit her lip lightly and shuffled over, flinging her leg over his lap to straddle him. For a moment, Billy didn't know what to do with his hands, as they hung in the air. But once she sat atop him, his hands rested at her hips, looking up at her questioningly.

Fairly quickly though, as her inner thighs brushed his bulge, his face lit up with a smile, tugging her hips down to circle against his pelvis.

"I like this view better though" he added, barely above a gruff whisper. She swatted his shoulder playfully to draw attention away from the way her cheeks were warming, earning a half-hearted chuckle from him.

Their relationship had always felt so natural. At the beginning, Billy had been a bit reserved, not wanting to take things any further than he felt she was comfortable with. He’d never classed himself as particularly good with women, nor at being able to tell what they wanted or were thinking.

He was one of those guys who thought that growing up, women somehow knew more about him than he did, and that when he met women of a similar age to him, that they were more mature than he was, knew more about the world, and were already so wise beyond their years.

She never held that against him.

In fact, she found it endearing that Billy would think of her so deeply in this way. That he took it slow, for himself as well as her, as neither of them had felt so close to a person like this romantically. And both of them didn’t want to ruin that by hurtling themselves headlong into it without thinking.

In the last few months though? Something just…happened.

When she held him, Billy felt as if she were holding his heart in her hands, cradling it like it was precious.

And it hurt in the most beautiful way.

Nobody had ever treated him with such sincerity and care. But she did.

He never wanted to let that go.

Their love was languid, like they had all the time in the world and felt they didn’t need to rush, allowing things to develop naturally.

He loved that about her.

She leaned forward to kiss him tenderly, the setting sun glowing on the right side of his face, illuminating the stubble that gathered at his jaw in blonde little wisps. As she smoothed her hands along it, the blunt, not-so-freshly shaven hair rubbed comfortingly along her palms. She watched his baby blue eyes slip shut, joining her efforts and pressing his mouth to hers, his tongue dipping against hers to slip into her mouth, tilting his head opposite to her.

His thumbs pressed into her hips, moving her in slow, careful motions on top of him as he kissed her like he wanted to devour her entirely. Every now and then, with the wet smack of their lips parting for air, his hands wandered to her bare thighs, beneath the thin material of her skirt. And when he gripped the flesh there hard, he reveled in her short, airy gasps into his mouth, and moaned lowly as she pressed herself harder onto his growing erection.

His large hands wandered up, and he pulled away for a second, his cheeks pink with both shock and excitement.

“Have you not been wearing knickers this whole time?”

She only smiled in reply, dipping her head to his jaw in little micro-kisses, “Maybe. Why? Is that a problem?”

A shuddered breath was the only thing that managed to slip from his lips, as one of her hands traced the hard length constrained within his jeans.

Somehow he managed to say something, “ - fuck - no, no, not a problem at all, baby -”

His hips began to chase her touch as she stroked him teasingly through the denim. She leaned back a little, having left a little love-bite on the sensitive skin of his neck, to watch his reaction to what little she was doing to him.

His eyes fluttered halfway open when he re-doubled her efforts to unzip his jeans, undoing the button and pulling the fabric apart, his mouth doing something similar, only half-open with a whisper of breaths pouring out.

He looked at her, the sunset casting warm rays either side of her, like she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

It wasn’t quick, but there was hunger. And the longer either of them stretched it out, the more each of them wanted it, but daren’t not do anything fast or rash to ruin the precious moment they’d made together.

"Please babe, don't tease me -"

Billy's stomach muscles tense when she circles her hand around him, already half hard, and pulls his length free from his boxers, shuffling forward to straddle his lap a little closer.

He doesn't know what he prefers more, the way her hand pumps him, squeezing slightly at the tip where he's most sensitive, or the way her features and skin are illuminated by the soft sun, casting a soft gleam against the sea.

"So needy" she coos, stroking him entirely to full hardness.

She takes him in with her eyes like a meal, watching the way his skin reacts to her touch. The way his cockhead pokes out from her grip, red and alert, sweeping the arousal that leaks from it with her thumb, which serves to send a full body shiver through Billy's body.

"But I suppose you've been good" she smiles at him, her breath hot against his cheek. He tries to chase her lips with his, desperate for any contact, but he groans in disapproval when she keeps moving away.

She hovers over him, his length in her hand and guiding him to her centre, where she's been entirely ready for him since the moment they got in the car. Mischievously having had this idea the entire journey here.

She sighs in delight when his length disappears inside her, the stretch a welcome one, enveloping him completely in her wet warmth. His mouth hangs open, no sound coming out, his hands rising upwards to her waist and then her breasts in desperation to do something, anything to her as well.

Her breath hitches when his hips move and his cock throbs inside her when he bottoms out, briefly touching her cervix in what she can only describe is surprise. He's much longer than any partner she's had before, and whenever they fuck it's always paramount she's prepared, so that they don't have to hold back.

But she's been ready for hours.

"Billy-"

"Oh my god - babe - you're fucking perfect -"

It's all he's able to say.

Praising her. It just comes so naturally.

Because that's what she is to him.

Absolutely entirely perfect.

His hand grabs her bare hip beneath her skirt for leverage, using it to move her hips on top of him. The slightest fit of friction has both of them moan softly into their open mouths.

The sheer sound of her sex being thrusted into slowly is enough to fill the silence.

"Christ, you're so wet, baby -"

Any notion of dominance she felt over him is completely dissipating now with the micro-movements of his cock spearing her apart.

He feels dirty looking down and watching the way he disappears inside her, but it's just too tempting. Billy watches, pride rolling in his stomach as he breathes, as each time he pulls out of her she glazes him with her arousal, coating the inside of her thighs only slightly.

The inside of the car is hot, and with one of her hands on the window for stability, it's starting to fog up as well, her steady moans rising in volume with each snap of her buttocks against his thighs.

It's a good job it's a weekday, and the roads are quiet, so that nobody can see the erratic movement of the rented minivan.

"Fuck - Billy-"

He grins. He doesn't know if he will ever get tired of hearing her moan his name.

" - you need to stop saying my name like that, I'll cum too quickly, baby -" he whispers.

Her misty eyes meet his, her face contorted in pleasure as the coil winds impossibly tight in her belly.

Billy leans forward, briefly slipping deeper inside her, making her moan helplessly. He tightens his hold on her hips, moving her backwards and forwards as well as up and down on his length, watching as she tilts her head back and a melody of gasps and sighs slip from her mouth.

" - yeah, right there, baby? -" he whispers, "- fuck, you look so gorgeous like this - want to cum in you-"

"Yes, yes - Billy, fuck - please don't stop-"

His shuffling of her hips back and forth has the head of his cock bully that sweet spot inside, quickly fucking up into her with a wet smack that only seem to increase in speed and volume.

He can tell she's close, so his thumb trails down over her belly to rub her clit in tight, small circles, now slick with her arousal. She tightens around him, holding him inside her, until she falls off the edge with a strangled cry of his name.

True to his word, he doesn't stop, even as her pussy is fluttering around him in the throes of her intense orgasm. He fucks her through it, searching for his but also loving the way her face twists in sheer pleasure at the overstimulation.

Her heartbeat thrums through her, all to her bud, which Billy hasn't given up on, and he swears he can feel every beat through her as he fucks her.

Billy thrusts shallowly as he finishes deep inside her with a long, strained groan. She moans loudly feeling his warmth inside the deepest parts of her, moving her hips on him to gain that last bit of friction before he softens within her.

After he's caught his breath, feeling a sheen of sweat covering his skin, he looks up and feels that all he can do is smile at her.

The sun is barely visible above the sea anymore, and the pinkish tint of the days passed illuminates her form with a glow that seems almost heavenly. If his cock weren't deep inside her, he'd think she were a saint or an angel.

Looking down through hooded eyes, she smiles back at him lovingly, her breasts moving steadily as she calms the erratic beating of her heart.

"Think we'll get the deposit back?..." she laughs exhaustedly, earning the same reaction from Billy.

She was always funny.

Billy sighs, his palms now soothing where he'd gripped her so hard earlier.

"Not sure if I saw the clause about shagging in the hire van" he jokes back, happy that he got the same reaction.

Their foreheads, tacky from the effort, press together.

Her fingers run through his sandy hair, thumbs stroking his cheeks appreciatively.

Her mouth a whisper away from his.

"I quite like Port Isaac" he smiles boyishly against her lips.

"But, Christ, I fucking love you"

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[jacquesbonhomie]

Suki Wapshott

‘Blue Days, Polzeath’

[wehavecomeforyourprivateschools]

For many locals and visitors alike the little seaside village of Polzeath is the Cornish dream. By day holiday-makers eating ice-creams and pasties wander barefoot down its one main street. On the large sandy beach, the distant sea is the canvas to a mass of black dots, as children in wetsuits ride the waves with bodyboards and surfboards.

Yet this weekend, as hordes of wealthy teenagers from independent schools across the country descend for their annual two weeks of partying before state schools break up, locals are braced for the darker side of tourism.

This time last year, police imposed a two-day 10pm curfew after drunken late-night beach parties of around 200 teenagers got consistently out of hand. Frustrated residents woke up each day to broken prosecco bottles littering the sand; beach bonfires were loaded with benches, fences and shed doors stolen from local properties, then left to smoulder until morning; and emergency life-saving equipment was vandalised.

[gravesdiggers]

Tom McCasey (Gurnardfeet on Twitter):

I did more support artist work yesterday involving top actor @_RupertGraves what an absolute gentleman he is, spending time chatting with us etc, then my wife met him later at her work place! #polzeath #atlanticbarpolzeath

Polzeath is in Cornwall, England but AFAIK Washington Black are shooting in Mexico now so maybe this is something else? (Fingers crossed!)

[124daisies]

Epphaven Cove, Trevan Point, near Polzeath

[elliewilliams93]

12th September 2022

A week in Devon! This was the first time I'd been home and able to take advantage of dad's new home in Devon! It was only a 90 minute drive to our favourite childhood holiday destination of Polzeath! I couldn't believe we were able to go there for a day trip. We walked to pentire point, went in all the shops and enjoyed lunch and dinner at our favourite spots. We regretted not packing swimming stuff.

In the other direction from dads is the seaside town of Sidmouth, perfect spot for swimming and a family day out with Judith's relitives! It was so nice to spend the day together, eating lots of cake, coffee beans and walking along the promenade.

Also during the week dad and I got to watch Plymouth win 1-0 at home and we both discovered a new craving of bailey's coffee just before bed! I will be working on my skills for this when he comes to visit!

[clivemwilliams]

Menorca

Days 5 and 6

As previously mentioned we’ve decided to repeat the start of our holiday here in Menorca. So yesterday we once again trekked to Mitjana and once again had a great time. Beach was even quieter this time and we particularly enjoyed the waves which were very Polzeath like! Surprised there were no bodyboarders about. Photos limited as views were the same as last time!

We did go for a pleasant stroll up the mouth of the river last night and saw loads of fish but very few birds - much to Judith’s disappointment.

Yesterday in Ciutadela was the Feast St Joan (the Baptist) which is one of best festivals in the whole of the Balearics with lots of street parades and horse jousting. The locals go crazy and whole thing goes on all night - we thought about going but getting back to Cala Galdana wouldn’t have been easy! We did watch it on TV and it really was crazy!!

In the restaurant the theme was in keeping with the festival so lots of local delicacies and a chocolate fountain - I may possibly have over indulged here and regretted it the following morning!

Today we went to Ciutadela in the morning, and surprised to see so many boarded up shops - safety precautions from Friday- enjoyed strolling around, having a few cafe breaks and some retail therapy.

Spent the afternoon by the hotel pool - not normally a fan but this one was really good and not at all busy.

Highlight of the holiday so far was my trouncing of Judith at crazy golf. To be fair, she did play very well - it’s just that I played better and don’t think she’ll be joining Tiverton Golf Club any day soon - thank goodness.

Judith enjoyed a Pina Colada (0% alcohol for all you worrying) as consolation.

[walkingthegr10-blog]

Tintagel to Padstow

I rejoin the path at Lundy Bay

The path overlooks a steep drop to Lundy Hole

Leaving Carnweather point behind

First view of the Rumps

A refreshing breeze as I circle the headland

Polzeath appears in the distance

Surfers catching the waves on Polzeath beach

Perfect lunch stop at the Tubestation, surfer’s café

I hit the dunes around Daymer Bay. Hot hot hot.

Finally, the ferry port! Rock to Padstow

Sun sets over Padstow

In the Cicerone guide to the SWCP, Paddy Dillon advises firmly against taking the bus ‘lest it become a habit’. But then again, Paddy probably didn’t hike from Tintagel to Port Isaac in a heatwave. I pick up the path again at Lundy Hole, the point at which he declares ‘the toughest climbs of the day are largely done’.

[Note to self: retrace the tough Port Isaac to Port Quin section when you are older and greyer]

After a short climb I hit the Rumps. The journey round the headland is magical, with dramatic drops into clear blue Cornish sea. An exhilarating breeze greets me as I turn the point and cools me from the midday sun. Eventually I make my final ascent to reveal Polzeath beach far below, dotted with literally hundreds of surfers catching the waves.

Decent coffee and a cheese toastie from the surfers’ Tubestation café in Polzeath before I begin the long trudge around the dunes. It’s hot and exhausting. I’m grateful to see the ferry port in the late afternoon to catch a ride across to Padstow, and even more grateful to see Alice waiting on the jetty for me. Much as I enjoy solo hiking it is fantastic to enjoy her company in such a beautiful place. We eat mussels and chips and drink wine, and later affogatos at the fabulous Italian on the harbour.

[zombearzilla]

what is 1 of ur favorite memories that you think of a lot?

Probably going to a place called Polzeath in Cornwall with a load of friends for a surfing holiday after we all finished music college.

[burgersfish]

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[losttrailrunner]

Liked on YouTube: WOW, what a race! | Running Polzeath 10k by Freedom Racing | Run4Adventure

WOW, what a race! | Running Polzeath 10k by Freedom Racing | Run4Adventure We made the short trip up the A30 to take on one of the best trail races in the UK, Freedom Racing’s Polzeath 10k! This race forms part of their brilliant Summer Sessions and it’s on a stunning section of the Cornish coast path. We had a spectacular evening for the race, so sit back and enjoy the amazing coast path views…

[duthiers]

We started life on Polzeath Beach, Cornwall back in the summer of 1978 and since that time Ann's Cottage Surf Shops have become one of Europe's most iconic and respected surf & lifestyle retailers.

[jacquesbonhomie]

Suki Wapshott

‘Clear Memories of Polzeath’

[teepeecider]

Wassailing at Pentire apple orchard, near Polzeath Cornwall UK in January this year to encourage apple growth. Wassailing involves placing toast soaked in cider in the tree branches, and pouring cider round the tree base, and singing. Often fires are lit and guns fired to scare the evil away. #cider