Nick looked out over the golden beach, sitting on his backpack, feed planted in the sand. It was a really hot day and even though he wasn't a great swimmer the crashing ocean waves were so enticing. He craved refreshment from the burning heat of the Australian sun. This was so different to his landlocked home in the US. the salty coastal breeze... people at the beach baring skin... diving under waves. He was unprepared. He had gone for a walk from the hotel and didn't bring any swimwear. Still, he was drawn to the ocean.
He noticed a woman close by who had just arrived. She crouched to lay out her towel and his eye caught on her bending ass, skirt fluttering around her hips. She sat and stripped off her T-shirt looking relieved as the sun hit her bare skin. As she turned to rummage in her bag he noticed her bikini top could barely contain her gorgeous tits. Her eyes flicked up as if she sensed him staring and he quickly looked away... blushing. When he looked back she had turned toward the ocean again. He saw the sunscreen bottle in her hand and watched attentively as she squeezed some onto a hand and began smoothing it up and down her arms. She tossed her long dark hair back and her hand moved up her neck. He felt his heart beat a little faster, desire stirring inside him. She was beautiful. He watched for a few minutes. She seemed to be there alone... but so comfortable. Like she did this every day. Then suddenly she turned around, looking alert. He immediately gazed off to the horizon feigning interest in the far end of the beach. But when he turned back she had stood up and was skipping through the sand toward him. He panicked a little, but she smiled disarmingly.
"Hey" she grinned "I don't have anyone to do my back". She held the bottle of sunscreen towards him. "Would you mind?"
This was unexpected. She was smiling confidently. "Sure" he said as casually as possible with a spark of excitement. He stood up to his full height of 6"3 and watched her eyes twinkle as she realized how tall he was.
"Geez no trouble spotting you in a crowd" she grinned and spun around, gathering her hair over one shoulder to bare her back to him.
He squeezed the bottle on his hand and touched his fingertips to her skin, smoothing the cream across her back, enjoying the flirty interaction and the feeling of her skin. Not long after she spun back around.
"Thanks! Hey are you going in? It's looking so good today" she grinned
"Don't think so" he smiled "I didn't bring my bathing suit."
"Oh come on American man!" She drawled in her Australian accent. "You can't come here on a day like this and not go in. Go in your shorts!" He smiled at her... tempted..
"Come on! Get your shirt off. I'll do your back". Fuck it, he thought, and pulled his shirt over his head. She grinned up at him, pleased with herself. And as she squeezed out more cream he noticed her wedding band flashed in the sunlight. His fingers instinctively went to his own wedding ring and he thought about his wife sleeping back at the hotel. This was getting dangerously flirtatious. But the woman... he didn't even know her name... Wasted no time covering his back and running her hands cheekily up his sides. She stopped abruptly and stripped off her skirt before jogging off toward the ocean. "You coming?!"
As he watched her curvy ass bounce toward the water he couldn't help but follow.
She splashed into the shallows, clenching her ass cheeks in reaction to the cool water. He paused on the edge of the water feeling a twinge of excitement in his cock. Looking around to check if anyone else might be watching he saw with satisfaction that the beach was not too crowded on this sunny midweek morning and the one or two other swimmers were minding their own business.
Good. He smiled. He felt a primal urge to be naughty and see how far this flirtation could go. He strode out into the surf and watched her curvy ass disappear as she dove under a crashing wave. As the cool water soaked his shorts and reached his balls he winced, but as he caught sight of his swimming partner turning towards him, her hard nipples sticking out through her dripping bikini top, his cock did not shrink in the water. He could feel it stiffening and urging him to live impulsively.
She flashed a cheeky grin and grabbed his arm as he approached her.
"Just get out past these breakers and then its lovely" she promised. She urged him forward and cried out "Duck!!" as a wave approached.
He held his breath and ducked, reaching out to hold her in a protective instinct. The wave crashed overhead and they came up for air. Him, gasping for air, her, giggling, apparently amused by his embrace. His arm around her waist, bodies almost touching. She slipped free and called out "Come on!" as she dove under the next set of waves. He followed, ducking each one, feeling the salty water crash against his skin and swirl through his hair until, as promised, they emerged past the breakers to the rhythmic peaks and troughs of the swell.
It was still shallow enough for his long legs to touch the sea bed with his feet, but she was treading water circling him playfully. He could tell by the look in her eyes that she was teasing him. He gave in to that primal feeling he had felt and grabbed her hand, pulling her to him. Wrapping an arm around her waist he drew her weightless floating body tight against him. feeling the swell rise and fall around them. His hands slipped down to grip her ass as she wrapped her legs around him in a smooth movement. With her arms around his neck she smiled coyly at him.
"Hi" she grinned
"Hellllo..." he said looking directly into her eyes, acknowledging the lust between them. His hands gently squeezed her ass. He saw her face respond and it made his cock tweak. He had a sudden urge to make her moan. Before she could say anything he leaned in and kissed her salty lips, pressing for a few seconds and then releasing her to observe her reaction. Her eyes were closed and when she opened them he saw desire. She had enjoyed that. She grabbed his face and their mouths locked together like magnets. Her body squeezed against him he gripped her ass tighter as he felt her pushing her tongue against his. He could not believe how quickly this had escalated! He would never have imagined he could be locked in this embrace, in the surf, with a beautiful stranger when he left the hotel for a walk.
Feeling her breasts pressed against him, her tongue exploring his mouth, the swell of the water lapping around their bodies, his hands gripping her round ass, he was overcome with desire. As their kiss came apart he ran a hand up her back and found the clasp of her bikini top. Feeling his hand she gasped in recognition of what he was about to do, and gave him a nod of excited consent. He tugged at the clasp roughly and her bikini top came apart, freeing her breasts to float in the water. Pulling it over her head he had a moment of sensible thought and instead of throwing it to the ocean as he wanted to.. he hooked it over his arm. It looked expensive and he didn't want to leave her in an awkward position later.
She was loving this.
His eyes opened wide at the erotic sight of this woman in his arms, breasts exposed to the daylight, arching her back in delight. He couldn't resist her large pink nipples, pointing up straight and hard in the cool water. Squeezing her ass tight he pulled her buoyant body up towards him and closed his mouth around a salty breast. He could feel her hands gripping his back harder as his tongue flicked her perky nipple. She moaned, leaning her head back, and the sound evaporated in the open air already noisy with the breaking waves. He greedily sucked her other slippery breast. Her hand was on the back of his head pushing will encouragement. Then she pulled herself upright and brought her face close to his, touched their foreheads together and held his gaze for a moment. She smiled and slowly kissed his lips. Her breasts bobbing against his chest.
His head was spinning. His cock was hard and straining to be free of his shorts despite the coolness of the water. Her lips softly kissed his in short playful pecks as he ran a hand slowly up and down her silky back and then cupping her sweet ass again.
With horny energy overcoming him, he held her eye contact while pushing her bikini bottom aside with a finger and slipping it between her cheeks right down into her ass crack. Her eyes shot wide open as he found her asshole and pressed against it. He was aroused by her surprise and then growing desire in her eyes. She liked this. She liked him playing with her ass. She grabbed his face in her hands and shoved her tongue into his mouth. They made out passionately, mouths locked hard together, while he massaged her sweet asshole.
Then she abruptly broke their kiss and he felt a stab of disappointment as she unwrapped her legs and removed herself from his fingers. She grinned and leaned into him, whispering "Well this was fun.... but I have to go. I hope to see you around American man". She kissed his cheek and unhooked her bikini top from his arm.
He watched as she swam off toward the shore, all of a sudden conscious of where he was and wondering if anyone had noticed their very public groping. His cock was still so hard, he decided to stay in the deeper water a bit longer to recover. He could see her emerging from the water clipping her bikini back in place... he hadn't even asked her name. It was all so sudden! He smiled to himself and felt his heart beating in his chest. He felt so alive.
He left the water with shorts heavy and dripping wet. He trudged up the hot sand to find his backpack. There was a change room at the surf club... but he had no spare clothes. He had been completely unprepared for this reckless encounter. Pulling his t-shirt on, he saw some chairs and tables next to the surf club, a cafe. Maybe he could sit in the sun and discreetly dry out these shorts before returning to his wife.
He wandered over. There was only one other customer this quiet morning but he could hear the familiar whirring and clanging of a coffee machine. Approaching the counter he felt a jolt of shock as his eyes fixed on the shape of the woman from the surf. She was behind the counter, looking directly at him. Her wet hair was tied back messily... like she had done it in a hurry. He could see she was still wearing her bikini top but it was covered by a cafe apron with a nametag: "Elle". She smiled at him, saying nothing. The memory of her sucking her tits and groping her ass from just minutes earlier were flashing through his mind. He stood close to her, across the counter, and looked down into her eyes.
"Good morning... Elle," he smiled
"What can I do for you?" She said, holding his eye contact
"I need a coffee," he said "Had a rough swim this morning."
"Awwww..." She feigned concern. "Long black extra strong?" She suggested... clearly enjoying the innuendo.
