Elisabeth, a lush English rose, woke up and found that it was a lovely morning. Or maybe the morning had already passed. She was on vacation and had left her watch in her purse. On vacation one shouldn't care about time was her opinion.
She jumped up and quickly got ready for the beach which looked lovely through the big window. She thought for a moment to wake up her husband but decided to let him sleep. Besides, she felt like being alone this first morning in Spain.
She put on dark glasses when stepping outside. The bikini was brand new and the most daring she had ever had. In fact it was so small that she hadn't had the courage to show it to her husband yet. She was rather sure that he would strongly disapprove of her wearing it in public. The top hardly covered her nipples and the bottom was just a thong which she had never worn in public before. Now she felt thrilled wearing it.
She strolled along the beach watching the sun lovers that was as early as she was. She noticed that many of the women were topless and not only the young, good-looking ones. She remembered the travel agency´s information the night before telling that being topless was not only permitted but was very common. And not only tourists but also local women went topless. She could see that it was true from the lack of tan lines.
She relaxed more and more and made her naked ass roll when she walked. Just a little at first then more and more.
A sudden strong urge made her get rid of her top too. She had never before been topless in public. The feel of her boobs bouncing freely was lovely and so was the warm breeze on her nearly naked body. She took in the sun feeling utterly happy.
She noticed a young man watching her with great interest. He was lying on a towel about twenty yards from the shore line and watched everything that passed him. But she felt his gaze on her body all the time when she slowly neared and walked past him. It felt like his gaze burned into her nipples which immediately got hard and protruding.
She had walked for about half a mile and the beach was nearly deserted when she saw him again. He was sitting on a dune and waved at her to come closer. She wasn't absolutely sure at first but his gaze told her body that it was him al right.
She couldn't resist altering her course and walked towards him although her mind told her not to. The brochure had also warned about the young men on the beach trying to seduce mature women. Maybe it wasn´t a warning but a hint, she thought?
When she approached he rose and stood still. She admired his athletic young body and noticed with a twitch in her pussy the bulge in his small trunks, a bulge that grew noticeable when she got closer.
She was pulled towards him like by a magnet. She had no will of her own.
"Hi," he said when she was close and reached out and took both her hands, not to shake them as a greeting but to pull her close. Suddenly she was standing so close that her nipples nearly touched his chest. She straightened up trying to avoid touching but that only made her full, firm breasts to stand out even more. He laughed warmly and nudged her closer until not only her nipples but also her boobs pressed against him. He was tall and looked down at her smilingly.
Suddenly he leaned down and kissed her. Softly at first then harder and importunate. Her body responded automatically although her mind told it not to and returned his kiss passionately. He kept kissing her for quite a while and she felt his tool harden against her soft belly.
He broke the kiss and with a swift movement untied her tiny thong and her body helped getting rid of it by moving the feet apart. He knelt in front of her and put his face against her luxurious bush, a part of her body that she was very proud of and spent time every day to keep nice and tidy. His tongue found her cleft of Venus and followed it downwards until it found the pleasure button. It rested there for quite some time licking and kissing until her knees buckled and her juices started to flow.
She was very aware of that she was standing naked being very intimately caressed by a man on a public beach but she hadn't enough willpower neither to stop it nor saying something. His tongue was doing too marvellous things with her.
Suddenly she remembered a novel by Erica Jong, Fear of flying, where the zipless fuck was described, something that just happened between strangers. Now when it was about to happen to her she understood the power and loveliness of it.
In a floating motion the man rose and lifted her up and put her down on her back. Her legs spread automatically; her mind had no part in that. Nor was her mind involved when her body adjusted to get into the best position to receive him. There was no doubt in her mind that he would enter her as soon as he was ready. He stood for a moment taking in the lovely scene of this mature woman lying before him being as ready as any woman can be to receive a man. Her body also betrayed her, showing that it was more than willing. The legs spread wider, the knees pulled up, the thighs opened giving access to her heaven and the feet left the ground.
He stood before her and slowly pulled his trunks down letting out his manhood. She gasped at the lovely sight of the fully erect cock that throbbed slightly in anticipation.
Then he was all over her. He grabbed her waist lifting her ass upwards. He caressed and kissed her all over.
His tongue found its way to her innermost secret and she cried out of pleasure when it flicked over her clit since long engorged and waiting to be caressed. Her legs went straight up in the air by themselves.
Suddenly he moved upwards and she could feel the tip of his cock touch her innermost secret and effortlessly slide into her. She had been ready and her body prepared to help the best it could. With one push he came all the way inside her and then stopped.
He stayed completely motionless buried deep in her. She lifted her gaze and saw that he was looking at her. When their eyes met he smiled warmly. She felt him getting bigger and harder inside her and narrowed her pussy in a real tight hug.
Then he started to move in and out, softly at first but slowly speeded up increasing the length and hardness of his thrusts. She got her first orgasm almost immediately, something that otherwise didn't come easy. He stopped for a little while looking at her smilingly.
Then he became the lover she always had dreamt of. Caring and brutal at times, demanding and tender in between. At one time he turned her over and entered her from behind. He took her to one height after another and showed no sign to tire or being selfish. She felt that she was well on the way to the big one and when it came she fainted.
She came too slowly but when she did she wondered what had happened to her lover. He had withdrawn from her that was for sure but she felt neither pressure from his body nor any warmth if he was resting nearby. She opened her eyes and got flabbergasted to find that she lay in her bed. The duvet was pushed aside and her nightie had ridden up. She was totally exposed from the belly down.
She looked over at her husband but he was snoring calmly. She put her hand to her nose and felt a very familiar scent. A shy grin spread on her face. It had been a wonderful dream turned into lovely self abuse. Her pussy was still wet and a little sore.
Elisabeth went to freshen up. When she returned she stopped before the full length mirror watching herself carefully. She saw a woman in a well worn shapeless cotton nightie. With a guilty smile she had to admit that she didn't look one bit sexy in that outfit. She pulled it over her head and it got much better. At the age of thirty-five she was still well worth looking at she decided. She had kept in shape and her boobs were still firm with only the sag that their good size required. She turned around and looked at her full ass still round and firm.
When she was about to turn back her husband grunted. She looked at him. He too had got rid of the duvet. With surprise she noticed a good morning pride.
"I haven't seen that for a long time," she thought. "I wonder if it is the vacation. Or maybe I just haven't looked," she admitted to herself a bit guilty. It was long since last time. She couldn't clearly remember when.
She watched him for a while and warmth spread between her thighs.
"Why not," she thought lewdly and remembered that he had been at his best in the mornings before their sex life had got into a rut with quick, dutifully fucks on Saturday nights, more and more seldom though.
"Yes, why not," she laughed out and felt her body prepare very fast.
She moved over to the bed where her husband was lying on his back. For once she was happy that he slept in the nude which she normally didn´t like. The lovely cock was there, nothing in the way that had to be removed. It lay there on his belly swelling and twitching lightly ready to be put in action. She bent over and gently licked the very sensitive underside and felt it react. Swiftly she took him into her hungry mouth and sucked him gently. She didn't want him to wake up just yet.