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The Beach 106

The Beach 106

by dawnr
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The Beach

By Dawn R

All references are to people who are over eighteen.

It's a beautiful summer day, yesterday was my birthday. It's the 7th of July and we are on vacation on the coast. My parents' idea of a cool birthday gift is to rent this place for a month. This sucks because it means I can't hang out with my friends, which is what I'd really like to be doing. Instead, I'm here on my lonesome.

We arrived in the evening the day before yesterday, and yesterday it did nothing but pour with rain. Okay, we did go out to a nice restaurant for dinner, but it was just me and my parents, big Whoop! This morning right after breakfast Mom and Dad say they are off to play golf and don't expect them back until around four. Dad says we have great broadband but don't spend all day on your devices. This is just like being at home but without any possibility of seeing my friends. Mum says there's a beach and an ocean out there go and explore, make some new friends; be sure to put on sunblock.

Around ten I figure I might as well go for a walk; there's fuck all else to do. I go upstairs to change into a bikini. When I'm naked I take a look at myself in the mirror. I like my body. I'm 5' 8", athletic, nice muscle tone, slender but with just enough curves in the right places and I weigh around a hundred and thirty-five pounds. I pick up some scissors and trim a couple of random hairs from my pubes then I decide to take my razor and refresh the landing strip. No risk of any stray hairs peeking out of my bikini. Not that anyone's going to see the goods, but a girl has to be confident.

I put the bikini on. It's moderately daring but not overly so. Then I pull on a pair of shorts and a shirt and on my way out I grab a hat, sunglasses, and a towel. At the last minute I stick my phone in my pocket. I take the path through the dunes to the beach, which stretches away in both directions. I turn left as I can see a lighthouse at the end of the beach, which might be worth a look. I walk past a few couples and families. It's a weekday and isn't that crowded.

When I reach the lighthouse, I see there is a security fence around it. There is a path though some rocks, but you have to time it, so you don't get hit but the surf. I take my sandals off in any case. Around the corner there's more beach. I'm about to turn back when I notice almost everyone is naked. Cool! It's a nude beach, who knew. There aren't a lot of people here either, half a dozen couples and about as many singles, mostly guys.

I walk among them but notice people are frowning at me. I guess because I'm not naked. Do I dare? Why not? I'm okay with my body. I mean I'm fit and slender, no puppy fat. Will my boobs still get a bit bigger, only time will tell, but they are round and perky. I just shaved down there so no worries on that score. I'm slightly scared, excited, and just a tad aroused.

There really isn't any shade but I do find a lone tree with a little foliage growing from one of the larger dunes. I spread my towel slip off my bikini top and sit in what shade it offers. There is one other woman with her bottoms on, so I guess I'm okay, but then I think 'what the heck!' and slip mine off. Now I'm on a public beach totally naked. Cool!

After a minute or two I take out my phone and check my messages and emails...nothing! Then I look at some photos I took recently. Of course, I'm not on Wi-Fi so with my plan I can't go on any streaming platforms. I wish I'd thought to bring a book. I put my phone back in my shorts and look up. There's this guy looking my way. He smiles. He's side on to me lying on his back with his head turned in my direction.

Like me, he's wearing sunglasses so I can't actually see his eyes. I give a sort of half smile back but it's a bit creepy because he has to be at least my father's age. I don't want him coming over to talk to me. However, he's just lying there looking at me. Then I notice his penis. It's definitely growing. As I watch it's starting to stand up. I try to take my eyes away, but I can't. It's disgusting but hypnotic. It doesn't seem that big, but it's got quite stiff. He smiles again and his erection starts to jerk about and seconds later I see a spurt of his stuff land near his navel and then it just keeps oozing on to his tummy. Fuck! He's just cum and he didn't even touch it.

There's an odd feeling in my stomach, and I decide to stand up. I pick up my things and look around me. I decide to take a walk into the dunes. I look back and see the creep has turned over and turned his head the other way. Thank God, he's not following me. What a pervert!

As I walk, I see there are people sheltered in some of the dunes. Every now and then a head pops up and looks around. I turn to walk further away from where the creep was. I've gone about forty yards when I think I hear something. I stop and put my stuff down and lie on my towel. I definitely hear some quiet sounds, not really whispering. I can't make them out. I slide up the dune and look past a patch of seagrass. There's a couple in the hollow below me and she is giving him a blow job.

Of course, I've never seen one before, but everyone knows it's not the fucking kiss of life.

He's just lying back in obvious enjoyment. He looks my way and I duck down. It's a minute or two before I dare look again. Now he's got up and is kneeling between her spread legs. She pulls her knees up and I'm looking right at her wet gaping hole. I'm starting to feel quite juicy myself.

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As I spy, he's taking time to position his erection, and then he pauses as though waiting for applause of something before moving in into her. At that moment I sense a body slide down close to mine.

"Like to watch, me too."

It's a young guy. I mean older than me but definitely not old like the creep. I look at him and he smiles a nice friendly smile. I smile back.

"Fun, eh? Pretty hot!"

I put my finger to my lips. He giggles and says in a soft voice, "They know they're being watched. It makes it more exciting."

I can't believe it but as I watch the dude getting energetic, I realize that all the time he is looking around and so is she. After a bit he finishes and pulls his leaky cock out. She continues feverishly rubbing herself until she gives a shudder and a gasp. I know what that's like. That's one thing I have done.

Now I desperately want to touch myself but not in front of this boy, this stranger. Just then he rolls on his side. He's partially erect and it looks bigger than average. He let's his fingers brush it and then he stands up and reaches towards me. I also stand and bend to pick up my things again. He takes my towel and shirt and I clutch my shorts and my bikini. My phone is safely in the pocket of my shorts.

He leads me to another hollow in the dunes about thirty feet away.

"Are you ready for a bit of action or do you just like to watch?"

I'm not sure what he means, and I don't know what to say, but I find myself nodding.

He kneels down and pulls me down with him. I'm on my knees facing him and he takes hold of my right hand and guides it to his...his cock. I hesitantly wrap my hand around it. I can't describe how it feels, soft and smooth and yet firm. As I move my grip upwards, I feel it stiffen. The phrase 'a fist of iron in a velvet glove' pops into my mind. He urges me to keep moving up and down the shaft and then he pulls my head forward.

I know instinctively what he wants but I'm momentarily paralyzed.

"How old are you?" he asks.

I'm taken aback.

"Nineteen," I lie, "how old are you?"

"Twenty-two," he replies, "Are you ready?"

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I lean forward and lick the top of the head. There was already a little glob of liquid there and I suck it in. Then I open my mouth as wide as I can and lower it over the waiting cock. I continue until I feel a good amount of the shaft is inside my mouth and then close my lips around it. He gives a satisfied grunt and says, "tongue." I trace my tongue around the contours of his cock exploring its unique shape.

He's obviously enjoying this, and I must admit it gives me a satisfying tingle in my groin.

So, this is what giving a blowjob feels like. He urges me to be more vigorous and I begin to suck up and down the shaft taking more in on each try until I feel it bump the back off my throat and I begin to gag. I back off a little but increase the rapidity of my movements and accompany them with equally vigorous movements of my hand on the area of his cock that is not in my mouth.

Suddenly he stops me and stands up. He waits a moment and as I look up, I see it silhouetted against the brightness of the sky. Surely anyone nearby must see his very impressive erection. Then he kneels back down and pushes me onto my back. He spreads my legs and begins to use his tongue and fingers on my most intimate areas. I have never felt anything like it and the feel of his tongue running up and down my clit between my labia is unbelievable and indescribable.

"Do you have a condom?" I ask, although how the thought entered my head is beyond me. Do I actually want him to fuck me? He stops and smiles and from somewhere produces a sealed packet that is indeed a condom. A second later his tongue returns to its assault upon my innermost treasures. As I close my eyes again against the bright sunlight, I know I'm already building to a climax, little ripples of excitement run through me as I mount the crest. I feel my legs wrap around his head in a vicelike grip as I try to hold his tongue inside me.

In that instant I'm overwhelmed by an orgasm that is like nothing I have achieved on my own. I feel my eyes roll back in my head and I may even have passed out. As I come to my senses, I can feel him on top of me and his penis is already beginning to enter me. It's a sensation unlike any other as it slowly stretches its way in. There's no pain as such. I suspect my hymen was long gone as a result of my many activities. Moments of pleasure erupt as it continues on its journey until it touches my cervix. That is momentarily painful but then he eases by it and the pain turns to pleasure.

He stops when he feels it's fully buried and then begins to slowly withdraw. I find my muscles tightening to grasp it, to keep it in me, and then he thrusts forward again. Perhaps because I have just had such a forceful orgasm, I find the sensations I'm now experiencing interesting rather than arousing. Pleasurable certainly and I find almost instinctively I am moving to meet his thrusts. My pelvis rises to meet him as I feel his balls bumping against me.

He stops again and I feel him withdraw completely. Surely he isn't done? Has he pulled out to finish outside me just as I was getting the hang of it. I open my eyes and see he is poised above me both his arms and legs fully extended. My eyes fix on the stiff, wet cock pointing down at me. I'm vaguely aware of movement and voices around us and remembering the lady earlier I pull by knees up to my chest.

We're being openly watched, and my excitement is rebuilding rapidly. He lowers himself as I close my eyes and feel him move his arms behind my raised knees. I find myself being pushed up onto my upper back and shoulders as he plunges into me.

"Condom?" I gasp.

"Baby, I'm clean. This is so much better. You are so tight," he says, giving a determined push deeper.

Then we're moving again, and I'm forcing my shoulders against the sand to meet his every thrust as he seems to go ever deeper. The intensity of the climax that's now building in me is insane. My pelvis clenches as the full force of the orgasm hits me and I feel his cock jerk deep inside me unleashing its load. Then I feel a release of my own. I've heard that some women squirt but never experienced anything when I masturbate. It isn't a lot, maybe it's just his stuff. Who knows?

As I sink back to the ground, I'm shaken by a series of aftershocks almost as pleasurable as the main event. He is still slowly moving in and back again within me and as I regain control, I wrap my legs around him holding him within me for a few moments longer. When I release my legs, I feel him pull his length from me. Feeling the loss, I rise up on my elbows and find him leaning over holding his still semi-firm cock in front of me. I grasp it and greedily suck whatever goop remains from the head and shaft before releasing it.

"Thanks, babe. You are the best," he says, and there is quiet approval from the half dozen onlookers. These slowly disperse now the show is over. I'm feeling a turmoil of emotions, pride and satisfaction, anxiety, guilt, and exhaustion; above all a sense of deflation now it's all over.

He wanders off in the wake of the onlookers and I pick up my towel and belongings. As I walk towards the water's edge, I feel a steady flow leaking from my pussy down my inner thigh. I notice someone nudge his neighbor, point, and say something. I put down my stuff and wade into the sea. The sensation of the seawater on my naked body is soothing and relaxing as I half swim, half float. Inevitably I wonder what the chances are that I will get pregnant. Should I tell my mom and get a "morning after pill" or accept the risk?

I let the sun dry me as I walk back towards the lighthouse. I stop and put on my clothes before picking my way around the rocks. As I walk back towards our place, it occurs to me that I don't know what he's called and whether he lives here. I hadn't asked his name, and he hadn't asked mine. All I know is that I'm starving and ready for lunch.

Copyright: Β© Dawn Ramble 2024

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