Two long time friends, Diane and Julie were spending time on the Mediterranean coast of France. Diane was 42, never married but never lacking for male companionship either. She had red hair long enough so that when naked her breasts could be hidden. She was what many would call curvy, not skinny, but far from heavy. Her breasts were full, maybe not as firm as in her youth, but her lovers all complimented her figure.
Julie was 35, divorced for 10 years from a man who turned out to be so self-absorbed that he never once helped bring her to an orgasm. Eventually, he helped himself to other women, blaming Julie for their unsatisfying sex life, leaving her emotionally starved, so she left. Unfortunately he had so severely damaged her self esteem that she felt totally undesirable, and had withdrawn from any interaction with men save for the business world.
Diane wanted her friend to loosen up an enjoy life again, this was her attempt to get Julie away from her sheltered life and perhaps explore more of what life had to offer a woman who also had much to offer.
Diane and Julie had been strolling along the white sand beach for the last 25 minutes, basking in the warm summer sun and the light breeze coming off the ocean. They had left behind the crowds of the tourist section quite a while ago and entered a secluded section of beach where nudity was allowed and they had passed several couples engaged in public displays of affection although no hard core sex acts had been observed. A few times they had seen womens' breasts being caressed by their lovers' hands and mouths, and been privy to seeing semi-erect penises being slowly stroked by the ladies. The whole scene was arousing. Diane, felt herself getting turned on, feeling a tingling in her pussy. As she walked the sensation of her silk blouse lightly caressed her nipples causing them to stiffen. She rarely wore bras and today was no different. She wondered how her friend was reacting to the highly sensual and sexual environment. After the divorce, Julie had suppressed her sexuality, burying herself in her work. She was convinced no man would want her (although Diane had repeatedly told her she was beautiful) and had done a masterful job of dumbing down her appearance, which made for a self-fulfilling prophecy. In actuality she was quite attractive. All she had to do was wear clothes that were not baggy, and spend just a minimum amount of time on her hair and men would definitely take notice.
For today's trip, Julie had broken away from her usual grunge clothes to wear a sundress that actually hugged her slender waist, showing off a nicely rounded ass with a little bounce while she waded in the shallow surf. She kept the top buttoned all the way, but it did not hide the fact that her breasts were firm. Although her post divorce public persona was very bland, she had sexual urges, which she satisfied by frequently masturbating with a variety of toys and manual stimulation. Seeing happy couples engaged in what could best be described as soft core sexual activity brought her to a state of arousal that she knew she would have to satisfy when she got back to the shower in her hotel room later.
As they rounded an outcropping of rocks on the beach they suddenly were presented with a scene that made them both gasp and come to a complete stop. A man who looked to be in his 50's was kneeling behind a woman who was on all fours. Her face was a portrait of pleasure. He was thrusting into her, making her breasts sway and the flesh of her ass shake. The two women had not been noticed by the couple so they just stood and watched, neither making a move to leave.
"Oh my god, I want to watch, this is so exciting," whispered Diane. Julie just stood there, her mouth going dry. She wanted to watch too, but was too shy to say so. Off to the left was an outgrowth of tall grass, the spectators moved to find better cover, which happened to be close enough to hear the sounds of the lovers.
The woman moaned as the thrusting became more vigorous. They heard the man grunt and suddenly slow. Diane assumed he had come, but the woman turned her head back to say, "God damn baby, your cock feels so fucking good, don't stop now. I want to feel your come, I want you to fill my cunt with hot cum."
"I will, all in good time. You need to stay right there while I get under you and savor your hot pussy's sweetness, I need you to cum for me first."
With that he withdrew from her pussy, his cock hard, pointing north, and glistening with her wetness. His balls looked large and hung low, the two women watching found him sexy.
Diane whispered to Julie, "I love to see a hard cock covered with my juices when lovers pull out of me, I think it is sooooooo hot." Julie was almost speechless but managed to respond, "She seems to be enjoying this, and he cares enough to pleasure her, and you are so fucking right, his wet cock is hot."
He had positioned himself under his lover, her pussy was grinding on his face as he licked and sucked. His cock was still hard but was flagging a little.
"Do you get guys to do this for you?" Julie asked Diane.
"They all do, why do you ask? Oh, yeah your worthless dick of a husband refused to give you oral, didn't he?"
"Yeah, I often wondered if it feels as good as it looks in porn, but then they are paid to act like everything feels good."
"Honey, I think these two will answer your question, just watch, listen and learn." Diane's nipples were hard and pointing through her blouse, her hands were pressing against her pussy through the shorts she was wearing. She could feel the moisture making her lips slippery.
The woman was sighing as she rocked her hips, moving her pussy over her lover's mouth. She grabbed his hair to pull his face tighter against her heat. His hands grasped her ass cheeks, helping her keep the rhythm of her cunt sliding over his tongue and lips.
Julie was mesmerized, but regained her senses long enough to ask Diane a question. "His dick went soft, won't he be mad?"
"Not on your life. I'll bet you anything that once she has cum, she'll get him hard again, and give him one hell of a ride."
"You mean losing his erection isn't the end? Peter had to cum once he was hard, if he went soft, he got mad, blamed me, then stormed off to the guest room."
"Holy shit, sweetie, you and I have to have a long heart to heart about men, sex, and real lovers."
