You couldn't have asked for a better day: hot summer weather, beautiful women all around, and a cold beer in my hand. This was the scene on a nice stretch of beach on the Colorado River in the middle of summer. Of the beautiful women that were at the beach, the one that really caught my attention was a slender, dark-skinned Asian girl that was wearing a tiny black top with a red floral print thong. Her breasts weren't large, but perky little things that perfectly matched her body. Her true moneymaker was her ass. It was large for her frame, well-toned, and smooth as the day she was born. However, from where I was sitting I could only see the top of her butt cheeks. I had chosen this spot deliberately. I had walked the whole 200 yard stretch of beach, seeing tons of people, and this was the only girl in a thong I had seen. Seeing a thong out in public is my biggest turn on. I admire a woman that has the confidence to go to the beach in that attire, knowing they will be the center of attention, and will probably cause quite a few men to stroke themselves when they get back to their homes. I'm a fan of nude beaches, but I feel like wearing a thong to a public beach is even more risque than going nude in front of other nudists. Any girl willing to wear one would have to be a very sexual individual.
The spot I chose to sit was no more than twenty feet behind the Asian beauty, and a little off to the right. I had a great view of her thong, but at the same time it was quite the tease because I couldn't quite see the top of her crack. Luckily I had a book and sunglasses with me, so I could look as inconspicuous as possible while I was scoping this amazing piece of ass. I spent fifteen minutes switching between genuinely reading and gazing, and I still didn't get to see anything more. This tease was starting to get excruciating.
After those fifteen minutes had passed, a kayaker came out of the water to talk to the sexy Asian, and her less attractive, more conservative friend that was sitting beside her. Based on their initial interactions, I assumed the kayaker knew these girls from before, rather than being some confident dude that was making his move on this thonged beauty. I don't know how the kayaker managed to keep his composure, knowing that the sexpot right next to him essentially had a piece of dental floss to cover her perfect ass. He was sitting slightly in front of her, so maybe he didn't even realize she was exposing her well-sculpted derriere to the word. If this was the case, it must've been very arousing for the girl to know she was keeping a sexy secret from the kayaker. If the kayaker did know she was wearing a thong, it must've been torture for him to not get to take a good look at it from the back. Meanwhile I counted my blessings that I wasn't next to her because I had a raging boner that was so large I had to hide it under my towel.
The kayaker must've stayed there for a half hour, during which time the sexy little number didn't change her position once. However, my fortunes changed right after he left, and the wind began to kick in. It was getting later in the evening and the desert temperature was already beginning to drop. I was getting chilly, and so too were the two ladies in front of me. The unattractive one was the first one to put on her shirt, and the Oriental beauty followed shortly after. When she reached forward to grab her shirt, she finally lifted her glorious ass off the sand, giving me my first real glimpse. I instantly became erect, and I even fondled my throbbing cock under my towel. She put the shirt on, and much to my delight, she hiked it up so it didn't cover her thong.
It only took two minutes before the action really got good. Her friend and her stood up, and for the first time I saw this natural wonder in all her true beauty. She was rather short, didn't have an ounce of fat on her body, but was thick in all the right places. I dreamed of having her dark, smooth thighs wrapped around my head as I continued stroking off. The shirt she was wearing was a sexy, see-thru white top that barely covered the bottom of her ass. Any sudden increase in wind or tiny movement she made allowed me to catch a glimpse of what I wanted to see. She knew exactly what she was doing and she had all the guys at the beach in the palm of her hand. She would intermittently put her hands on her hips, lifting up her shirt and giving us a ten second or so sneak peak. I damn near came when she deliberately bent over and began putting things away in her tote bag. I couldn't get over how the narrowest piece of fabric was the only thing standing between my line of sight and this girl's tight slot. I bet it gave her immense pleasure to know that every guy on the beach behind her was free to check out sexy behind without her having the chance to catch them looking.
When she was done putting her things away, she walked to the water's edge, occasionally lifting her shirt for no apparent reason. I couldn't take it anymore. I had almost jerked myself to completion, but I wanted the real thing. When the sex kitten got back to her towel, I approached her with a simple introduction. We exchanged pleasantries, and I learned her name was Mia. Getting past that first step was the hardest part, put once I'd done it, my confidence sky-rocketed. I decided to cut to the chase immediately, saying, "So I just got to say, as you probably know, I've been checking you out all day, and it would kill me if I went home without at least talking to you."
The annoying friend kind of giggled while giving me a dirty look, but Mia gave me almost no reaction at all. "Well if nothing else, I'll give you points for bravery."
As she spoke, I noticed she was a little older than I had thought. She looked to be in her early-thirties, maybe five years older than me. "Do you want me to say what I'm truly thinking?" I responded.
She laughed. "I'm not so sure, but I'm not going to stop you."
"Because of you I've been hard all day long. I could use some relief, but even more than that I want to eat you out."
At this Mia shooed her annoying friend away. "Yeah, I'm not so sure I wanted to hear that, but it's kind of a compliment. Do you know how to please a woman with your mouth?"
"I'd like to think so."
"Alright. I'll let you show me, but where do you want to go?"
To get to a spot that was out of sight from all the beach goers would mean floating down the river a short ways to a private cove. Mia was down to do it, so I got to watch her get in the water, and see her smooth skin shining in the late afternoon sun. Once we reached the cove, we wasted no time. Mia put her hands up against a cottonwood tree, arched her back out, and started shaking her ass.