Rebecca Summerton was a cunning linguist.
Rebecca Summerton found she had a gift for languages. Whilst all her friends at school hated French and German, Rebecca loved them, and with excellent A Levels she found herself in University studying them further, whilst also picking up a smattering of Spanish and Italian as well.
Leaving University, Rebecca thought she had found her perfect job when she was offered a position working at the European Parliament. However, Rebecca's ideals soon soured when she found out just how arrogant and misogynistic most of the male MEP's were, as she was continually propositioned and sexually harassed.
It was not really surprising that Rebecca found herself the centre of so much unwanted attention, she had been getting it in High School and all through University, as she was drop-dead gorgeous. Five nine tall, with long blonde hair and hazel eyes, she also owned a gloriously slim size 6 body on which was perched a dazzling pair of 34D breasts.
She was no prude or stranger to sex, in fact she loved it, and she became very experienced in determining those who were genuinely interested in her, from those who just wanted to fuck her. But, in the end most fell into the latter category, and Rebecca had rarely had a relationship that lasted more than a few months.
After one particularly unpleasant groping from a decidedly obnoxious Frenchman, Rebecca decided that perhaps her career lay elsewhere. Contacting one of her old High School teachers, Rebecca found herself enrolling on a Teacher Training scheme, and a year later she was about to start her first teaching job at The Alderman Peel High School in Wells-next-the-Sea in Norfolk.
It was a small school, but Rebecca didn't mind, and being the new teacher, she was limited in the classes that she would teach. But very quickly she found she loved it, and the pupils loved her too.
Attempting to show her willingness and her ability, Rebecca asked to take some study support classes with the Senior pupils. These were soon filled with salivating testosterone filled young males and equally fashion-conscious young women, all keen to 'chat' with the hip new young teacher. This time Rebecca found the interest in her appealing and was happy to answer most of the questions presented, even if some of them did leave her blushing.
Rebecca had another reason for loving her new job and its location. Norfolk has some of the most beautiful beaches in the country and with weather to match, Rebecca was happy to spend every available minute on the beach topping up her tan. That was until word got out that 'Miss' could be found on the beach in her bikini! Then the attention became a little embarrassing.
Discussing it in the Staffroom one day, Rebecca was surprised to get a supportive response from one of the other young teachers. Jasmine Pilkington was a new PE Teacher and was finding herself getting every bit as much attention from the young adults as Rebecca, but she had come up with a solution.
Jasmine had found Norfolk's naturist beaches. Having begun to frequent these, Jasmine hadn't received any visitations from school pupils, who were all too shy to strip off and bare their flesh.
Rebecca had never really been one to show off like this, but the idea was very appealing, so one Saturday in early September, having done a little bit of research, Rebecca set off to try and locate one. Following the directions she had found on a website she located the small carpark just off the A149 and headed down through the dunes to the beach. Then, turning left, she walked along the sand until suddenly she found a post half-buried in the sand and on it was a sign indicating that beyond that point the beach was 'clothing optional'.
Rebecca smiled to herself, it was a very 'PC' way of saying that you could strip off and no-one would be complaining. Looking around, Rebecca could see no-one in sight and therefore decided just to be a little cautious this first time, and so she continued on, still dressed, for another couple of hundred yards. At this point, a few wind breaks began to appear up ahead, and therefore Rebecca stripped off her t-shirt, shorts and bikini top, keeping her bikini bottoms on, before continuing.
She felt enlivened as she walked along, her firm breasts bouncing only slightly, her nipples as stiff as bullets, and her pussy tingling. This was a whole new experience for her.
Soon she was approaching the first of the windbreaks and beginning to get a little nervous. She was suddenly surprised when an elderly man stood up behind the windbreak and began to walk down the beach towards the sea, before he too noticed the presence of Rebecca. He smiled broadly at Rebecca, as he continued walking, and suddenly Rebecca found herself looking at a completely naked man, his flaccid penis swinging freely as he strode down the beach.
This was not really what Rebecca had been expecting, and this overweight elderly man sort of burst her bubble a little, but as she passed the end of the windbreak she found an equally elderly woman lying there just as naked, soaking up the rays. Rebecca assumed that she was his wife, and suddenly her initial loathing disappeared, and she beamed at the old woman as she waved back at Rebecca.
Now, Rebecca was in a much happier mood, she now realised that it took all sorts, and she could expect a wide range of 'characters' on the beach, who were willing to strip all off and enjoy themselves.
It didn't take Rebecca long to reach the next windbreak and this one was almost as startling. As she passed the end of the break, she glanced quickly to check out who might be there but found herself doing a double take as she discovered two naked men, very well oiled, embracing and kissing on their beach mat. Rebecca found herself staring at these two well-built men, who she guessed were possibly in their early forties, as they lay there casually stroking each other, and suddenly felt her pussy gush with fluids at the eroticism of the sight.
Blushing brightly, Rebecca carried on but decided that she would pick a spot not that much further on, certainly before she reached the next set of windbreaks which were some way off. Moving back a bit closer to the dunes, Rebecca spread out her towel and got her sun cream, book and iPhone out of her bag.
Standing there, Rebecca looked carefully around, checking that she was not being overly observed, then she hooked her thumbs into the sides of her bikini bottoms and slid them down her legs and off her feet, dropping them into her bag.
Now picking up her sun cream, she began to liberally spread it over her arms, legs and torso, paying careful attention to both her breasts and pubic areas, not wanting her first naturist experience to end up as a painful one. Happy that she was well-oiled, she lay back on her towel and switched on her iPhone, and popped in her earphones.
Having qualified as a Teacher of French and German, through her Degree, Rebecca was keen to expand her repertoire of languages so that the school might offer more in the future. As a result, she had signed up to a couple of Open University courses in both Spanish and Italian, to see if passing these would allow her to extend her and the school's capabilities. On her phone she had connected herself to her university account and was listening to a series of podcasts in these languages, chatting away abstractly as she responded to what was being said.
After about thirty minutes, Rebecca decided that it was perhaps about time she rolled over on to her front but then realised that she had not got sun cream on her back.
Rebecca sat up to weigh up her options. Looking around her, she could still see the two males about fifty yards away to her left, but another person had appeared about twenty yards away on Rebecca's left, closer to the sea, and it appeared to be another single female.
Deciding that this might be the best option, Rebecca rose and wandered over taking her cream with her. As she got closer, Rebecca could confirm it was a woman, lying on her back, with long dark hair splayed out around her head. The woman also had an impressive pair of breasts that stood up proudly on the woman's chest.
However, it wasn't until Rebecca was almost standing beside the woman, who she guessed was possibly in her late thirties, that Rebecca realised the woman's right hand was between her legs as she openly fingered herself.
Rebecca gasped in surprise, a little too loudly, and the woman opened her eyes and smiled up at Rebecca. As Rebecca's eyes remained fixed on the woman's hand, the woman's eyes roamed over Rebecca's body. Within seconds, the woman's hand began to speed up as her breathing became more laboured, then she uttered a few guttural grunts as her body convulsed and she climaxed.
Rebecca was blushing madly and actually thought that she felt a trickle of juice run down the inside of her thigh, but she hoped it was just sweat.
"Perfect timing. Just what I needed," breathed the woman as she lay there recovering, "How can I help you?"
"Sorry," blushed Rebecca, "I didn't realise..... I didn't mean to disturb you."
"Don't be," grinned the woman, as she rose up onto her elbows, "Looking at your hot body finished me off, much better than imagining things. So, is there something you want? I'm Fiona by the way."
"Oh,.... hello,.... I'm Rebecca," stuttered the still confused young woman, "I..... just wondered if you could rub some cream on my back?"
"Ooooh! I'd love too," gushed the woman, as she scrambled to get to her feet.
Rebecca discovered that the woman was a couple of inches shorter than herself, but equally as slim and now upright her breast did look very impressive, at least a 36E she thought. Fiona also had long wavy black hair that cascaded over her shoulders and well past her shoulder blades, and the deepest blue eyes that Rebecca had ever seen.
Rebecca was still standing there, mesmerised at the Fiona's beauty, that it came as a surprise when she reached out and took the tube of sun cream from her hand.
"Turn around then," instructed Fiona, and obediently Rebecca complied, finding herself now looking towards where the two guys were still lying.
"Thought you might have gone to get Nigel and Charlie to rub your cream in," suggested Fiona cheekily, as she began to apply the cream, her soft hand sliding over Rebecca's smooth skin.
"Sorry?" enquired Rebecca.
"Nigel and Charlie, the resident Gays," explained Fiona.
"Oh, I was a little more embarrassed about going to see them," indicated Rebecca.
"More embarrassed than watching a woman climax?" teased Fiona.
"Well, not actually," giggled Rebecca.
"I often go and see them, just for this very reason," continued Fiona, as she continued to apply the cream, "It is lots of fun seeing if I can get them hard..... Sometimes, I ask if I can help them out as I'm not really sure just how Gay they are!"
"Really!" gasped a shocked Rebecca.
"Oh yes!" replied Fiona, "We tease each other relentlessly sometimes."
"How?" asked a confused Rebecca.
"Well, I ask them to rub cream into me, whilst I finger myself, but they then start stroking each other, and don't let me join in. So, we sort of have mutual masturbation," she explained, laughing.
