Kim and Martin were relieved to finally be able to get out in the sun again. Winter had been long and cold and they both felt like they were suffering from cabin fever. The heat of the sun felt good on Kim's body and the cool breeze felt like a lover's caress as it passed over her skin.
Kim revelled in her freedom. She found the heavy clothes needed in winter oppressive and depressing and finally being able to shed them was an enormous relief. Her spirit soared as she walked to the beach arm in arm with her man and feeling free in just a bikini and a light wrap.
Cars slowed as they passed the couple. Martin was pretty sure that it wasn't just for the tight bends. He smiled inwardly each time he spotted people in the cars ogling the woman on his arm. He loved having a girlfriend that could stop traffic but even more he loved having a girlfriend who dressed as sexily as Kim did. The clothes she was wearing, or not wearing, right now were a perfect example. Kim wore a pale blue see-through wrap over a black Brazilian bikini, the bottom creeping up ever so slightly so the curves at the bottom of her cheeks were tantalizingly uncovered and the top was completely decent but somehow drew the eyes to the sensuous curves of her firm breasts.
Sometimes Martin fantasised about dressing Kim sluttily but she already dressed sexier than anyone he knew. When they went clubbing he found himself comparing Kim to women dressed more like his slutty fantasies and even though her outfits sometimes showed almost as much skin she never looked slutty. There was a quality about Kim that no matter how revealingly she dressed she would always look sexy and never slutty. Nevertheless, it was that quality itself that drove Martin to wish he could see Kim with her guard down and looking slutty and wanton.
For right now, though, Martin was happy to have a beautiful, sexily dressed woman on his arm. Kim's hip brushed against Martin's rhythmically as she walked with a graceful sway as her weight moved from side to side. Martin looked at her and she seemed oblivious to the cars that were still slowing as they passed. He envied them the view they must have of Kim from behind. He could almost picture the curves of her nearly bare derriere, as it swung from side to side, the soft firmness of her flesh bouncing gently with each step as her feet met the ground. He imagined the transformation of her cheeks from glorious full round curves to being stretched taught and firm as her weight shifted and her legs moved back and forth.
Despite what Martin thought Kim was aware of everything that was happening around her. It was spring and Kim felt alive in a way she hadn't felt for the better part of a year. Her libido was ablaze and her skin was sensitive to the slightest touch. The sun warmed her skin and the gentle breeze moved over her body. Her sheer wrap was no protection against the elements and the combination of heat and cool raised tingles on her skin in completely random places as the breeze eddied around her. The tingles aroused her, especially as there was no place on her body they could not reach. First they would caress her arm and then a stray flurry would pass between her thighs, simultaneously cooling her and reminding her of the heat growing in her loins.
As for the men in the cars, Kim wasn't paying attention to them, but it didn't mean she wasn't aware of them. Kim had reached a state of sensual awareness where she could almost feel their eyes moving over her body as they passed. The feeling always began in her buttocks; with some men it progressed down her legs and with others it moved up over the swell of her hips to her narrow waist. Sometimes the feeling continued after the car had passed and then it almost always moved to cup her breasts. As thrilling as the touch of the strangers' eyes was the feeling was not entirely pleasurable.
Dressing in this fashion, even to go to the beach, was not something Kim would usually do. Her heightened libido had emboldened her to dress in a way she knew Martin fantasised about her. His reaction was the most exciting of all. His hands were sweating and it wasn't that hot and she was sure it wasn't nerves either. No, the sweaty hands had the same cause as the bulge in his pants. Kim's body responded to his in the same way. Her loins grew warm and she could feel the wetness spreading between her legs. Knowing the lust and excitement that her display inspired in her man was more than enough to overcome any feeling of discomfort she felt at the touch of the strangers' eyes.
By the time they arrived at the beach Martin was desperately trying to think of something other than Kim's bare skin and the view she was providing to so many complete strangers. The view he had created in his mind of her from behind was bewitching and almost hypnotic. Trying to dispel the image was hopeless but he was in a state which was completely inappropriate for the beach. Kim on the other hand had found a place where no-one but she and Martin existed and she could simply enjoy her arousal and the affect she was having on him.
Not surprisingly the beach was crowded. The sudden heat had the exact same affect on everyone else as it had on Martin and Kim and people were heading for the beach in droves. They managed to find an empty spot where the nearest people were a few metres away. They spread their towels on the sand and Kim removed her wrap. Martin hadn't been able to look at her body on the walk to the beach but he drank her in now. He realised her nipples were erect and imagined that she was turned on by the strangers' eyes on her body as much as he was. She was certainly turned on but not for the reasons he imagined. It was his excitement that was igniting her passion.
As she sat cross legged on her towel, Kim said, "Sit down, babe, and I'll rub sun screen on you."
Martin's mouth was dry, and he had to swallow and lick his lips before he could answer, "I'm going to go for a quick swim, I need to cool off."
Martin removed his t-shirt and Kim watched as he raised his arms above his head to draw it off. Martin's muscles flexed and rippled as he stretched; he worked out and it really showed. Kim really enjoyed Martin's body and she felt a definite twitch and further wetness between her legs as she watched. He wasn't lumpy like some guys, but he had very nice definition in his stomach, hips and chest, and his biceps were enough to make her melt. She noticed the bulge in his pants and realised why he had been moving so awkwardly since they reached the beach. He had been quite successful up until then in trying to hide it, but it was completely conspicuous as he stretched. As she saw the bulge she could feel tiny prickles all over her skin as sweat broke out, she could hear a roaring in her ears and she felt quite light headed, almost high. She watched in a daze as he walked away from her. He had a cute little arse and she watched it recede, still dazed, and wondering how she had come so close to an orgasm without ever even being touched.
Kim lay back on her towel and enjoyed her arousal. She closed her eyes and imagined her man returning and kissing her deeply. Somehow there were no clothes between them and she opened herself to him. He entered her with one strong thrust and held her in his powerful arms. God, he felt so big inside her, and so powerful around her, he enveloped her petite body as if she was a doll. He plunged deep inside her with powerful thrusts. He entered her again and again. He drove her to levels of ecstasy she had never felt before. She was about to explode. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew she was at the beach with people all around, but she out of control, and although her man was inside her only in her imagination her impending orgasm was real.
The orgasm hit her like a wave crashing. It built and grew deep inside her, exploded in the warmth of her loins, and washed over her body like an ecstatic tide.
Following the wave of heat that spread through her entire body was a shocking splash of cold water which brought her out of her reverie to sit bolt upright with a gasp.
Martin giggled, "Hey babe!"
Kim looked down at her body to see she was covered in droplets of cold seawater. She shivered.
"What the fuck was that for?" she asked Martin.
"Dunno. I called you a few times but you were a million miles away or something. Snapped you out of it didn't it?"
"Yeah," she said, looking more than slightly nonplussed.
"Sorry babe," said Martin. "How about rubbing that sun screen on now?" he asked as he sat in front of her.
Martin seemed completely oblivious of the mood he had destroyed. Kim looked around self-consciously, wondering if she had made any noise as she came, because she had cum, and beautifully. The cold water splashed on her disguised the wetness between her legs, so she figured she could be grateful for that. She also figured she could be grateful that he hadn't splashed her before she came. And grateful that if Martin hadn't heard anything she could be sure no-one around them had heard either.
There were a million thoughts competing in Martin's head as Kim rubbed lotion on his back. First among them was the image that had been burned into his mind when he came back from his swim. That image was one of the most amazing things he had ever seen in his life. Kim had been lying on her back, legs spread slightly, kind of writhing just a little and moaning very softly. He'd thought she must be dreaming even though he couldn't imagine her falling asleep at the beach that quickly. It was the horniest thing he'd ever seen; his girlfriend lying on the beach having some kind of erotic dream with people all around. At first he watched, transfixed, but as her moans grew louder and her hips began to lift from the towel he knew he had to wake her up. She'd be mortified if she ever thought strangers had seen her in that state. He really had called her a couple of times before splashing her with water from his hair. The splashing was a last desperate effort to wake her up after her moans had grown loud enough for people nearby to hear. It had worked, and the way she yelled at him as she wakened had probably covered the loud moans that had prompted the splash.
The second thought that was competing in his head was, 'Fuck, fuck, fuck, how fucking hot was that!!! My girlfriend just had an orgasm on the beach!'
The third was pretty simple, and dealt with the return of his erection, and how pointless the swim had been. The swim had worked, but watching Kim cum had given him a bigger erection than before, and to make it worse his board-shorts were now wet and clingy.
Martin was also trying to think of a way to tell Kim he'd seen her, that in fact he'd watched her, and that it was the most amazing thing he'd ever seen. He knew he had to be careful though and would have to wait because she would be terminally embarrassed, and not just because other people might have seen.
The final thought, and in fact one which was quickly becoming the most urgent, was how hot Kim would look without a top on. He pictured her rubbing sun screen into his back, topless, her breasts jiggling in time to the motions of her arms as she rubbed lotion into his back. It wasn't simply that he wanted her to bare her breasts for all the world to see; what excited him was the idea that she could do it casually, while engaged in a task as mundane as rubbing lotion on his back, as if there was nothing more normal in the world than to be topless at the beach with men all around her looking at her boobs. Jesus. The thought almost paralysed him.
"Wow, babe, you're so stiff," said Kim. "What's got you all tensed up?"
