It’s a blisteringly hot day. A slight breeze is wafting in from the ocean. The beach is practically deserted, save for the odd couple lying on their towels, catching the last of the suns rays before heading back to England.
I’m wandering down the beach, looking for a spot to lie down and sun bathe myself. I notice you, lying on your towel. You seem to be alone. I stop about 5 metres form you, layout my towel, then lie down. I take a quick glance around me, and then a lingering glance at you. I start at your feet, working my way up your body, imagining what you would look like nude. I can feel arousal in my shorts, but nothing serious….yet. I continue my gaze up your body until I reach your face. I notice that you are looking at me. My face quickly reddens, and I turn the other way, embarrassed about being caught.
A couple of minutes pass, and then I hear a voice.
“Excuse me?” you say.
I turn my head toward you. You have a bottle of lotion in your hand.
“Would you mind putting some on my back?”
“Yeah, no problem!”
I stand and it’s your turn to look now. You start at the bottom and work your way up. Your eyes reach my shorts and you notice a slight bump. A rye smile comes across your face.
I’m kneeling beside you now, and you hand me the bottle. I squirt a little lotion into my hand, and then start to massage it into your back and shoulders. I begin to get slightly bolder in my approach, and continue massaging towards your backside. I figure that I ought to give you total cover, after all. I slip my hand into your bikini briefs, just a little, to rub lotion in, and then my hand reaches down further, cupping one of your cheeks.
Your head turns towards me, and I take my hand out and continue rubbing in the lotion, working my way up your back to where your bikini top is fastened. I look at your face, and notice the your eyes are still closed and that there is a small but obvious smile on your lips. I unfasten your bikini top, and your back is now free.
I continue to massage the cream into your skin, my confidence building all the time. My hands work their way down your sides, continually rubbing, until they come into contact with your breasts. I raise myself up and kneel astride you. As I lean forward you can feel my hardness coming into contact with the small of your back. I’m still massaging your breasts and I reach round until I can feel one of your nipples.