Despite your wildest fantasies, most nude beaches are actually pretty tame. Emphasis on most. When Jake, freshly 18, found out that he had to miss a slew of high school grad parties to visit some Caribbean island with his family, he was pretty bummed. In Jake's mind, the only bright side to this dismal vacation trapped with his annoying little siblings was the chance to see a pair of real, live tits at the beach. The thought excited Jake beyond words. He had watched probably a hundred of those voyeur videos online, but nothing on Pornhub could have prepared Jake for what he was about to discover on this particularly magical stretch of sand along the Atlantic. It was a place where fantasies really did come true.
The air was practically electric as Jake stepped out of the rented SUV and looked across the parking lot to dunes tufted with tussocks of beach grass and palms. His eye caught something between the asphalt shimmer of air, the silhouette of a slim figure amidst the foliage. He must have been staring off for a while because the car was unpacked by the time a sharp pinch to his arm brought him back to reality.
"Thinking about a girl again, spaceman?" Jake's little brother Dean was a menace, but there was nothing he could do. When Jake reached out to grab him, Dean shrieked and sprinted away. This is what he had to deal with instead of drinking with his friends and finally doing something with a girl.
"Quit fooling around you two and help carry," Jake's mother said. "Grab one of these chairs Jake, don't forget your towel." The towel was still on his seat in the car. As he turned to start walking, Jake noticed that his mother had already taken off her jean shorts to reveal a new black leotard that rode up her ass a bit, exposing her butt. It was a firm ass for a woman going on forty with three kids, and her tan lined cheeks swayed as she walked. Jake forced himself to avert his gaze as he caught up to her.
They walked through the dunes in silence. The boardwalk beneath their feet was weathered to almost nothing as it sank into the sand, and the family was hemmed in on both sides by thick brush that buzzed with tropical flies. The overgrowth forced them to walk single file. The palms above, swaying in the light sea breeze, cast flickering emerald shadows on them all. A smell of salt and honey wafted and mixed in the air. After a few moments, Jake's mother spoke.
"I know you are upset about missing out on those parties, honey, but I know you are going to have fun this week."
"It's okay, mom. I'm glad to spend time with all of you." She could hear the distance in his voice, as if he were half dreaming. He was actually gawking at her ass, which seemed enchanted in that grove of shadows. Each new step pumped her butt upward in a perpetual bounce.
She said, "You know, I felt the same way when I graduated. Like everything was ending and I was at my last chance to do anything fun with my friends. You know? Well, it gets better."
"I think I know what you mean."
"You've worked so hard, and you will have the time of your life in college, seriously. In the meantime, you deserve to take a rest." Jake's mom turned to look at him, and he jerked his gaze upward. "I think you'll come to love this place."
As she said those words, the family erupted from the foliage onto the open beach. Jake felt like he was looking at a postcard. The sand was so brilliant and white that it nearly stung his eyes, and the ocean was so clear and calm that it seemed green against the piercing sky. Little clouds drifted slowly along the horizon as the oceans pulled softly at the edges of the beach. The kids, of course, dropped everything they were carrying and immediately ran to the ocean, leaving Jake and his parents to set up the towels and chairs.
Jake was pissed at his brothers as usual, but his frustration was cut short by a stunning sight. The beach wasn't exactly packed, but there were a few people every thirty yards or so. As he scanned the beach, his eyes rested on a woman tanning on her back. Her boobs were uncovered, olive tan and freshly oiled. Her bikini top was discarded at her side. Jake stared in disbelief, his cock rapidly waking up within his tight swim trunks. He had never seen a woman's exposed tits before--not beyond a screen anyway--and now here they were, two perky mounds flattened ever so slightly against this woman's bare chest. Her brown areolas rose and fell with her slow breathing. Her head suddenly turned to face Jake. She lowered her sunglasses and smiled knowingly. The teen had never turned away from something faster in his life.
"Gonna be a fun one, eh sport?" Jake's dad asked wryly. Jake felt his cheeks get hot and he quickly dropped his towel to cover his crotch. His erection was straining against the fabric of his trunks. Mom slapped dad playfully.
"Don't embarrass him!" she scolded, but as she said that she pulled at the straps of her leotard and tugged them over her shoulders. Before Jake could register what she was doing, the top of his mother's bathing suit was bunched up around her waist. She was sitting on her towel with her legs curled beneath her ass and her breasts exposed to the world. Her boobs were huge, and they jiggled slightly as she shook a bottle of lotion in her hand. Jake was running out of directions to turn away from.
"Uh, I think I'm going to take a walk," he said shakily.
"Bring sunscreen, you'll burn bad out here!" his mom called before he could get away. She was busy oiling her chest, sifting her boobs through her hands and squeezing them. Some of the lotion dripped out of her hands and dribbled down her stomach toward her crotch. The hair that had been tied behind her head in a ponytail unfurled in black curls down her naked back. Jake tentatively grabbed an extra bottle of sunscreen from the bag that rested next to her calves, keeping his eyes on the ground.
"Have fun, and apply often!" she said, winking. Jake practically ran.
The teen's thoughts raced, but there was no solitude to be found. The beach was infested with naked bodies. Old men lounged about with their wives, parents lathered their children, and teens baked in the tropical heat. Jake actually tripped over a girl at one point. She was tanning on her stomach with her big tits practically bursting underneath her. She wasn't wearing any bottoms, and her brown ass curved out behind her like a pillow of flesh. As Jake stumbled over her, he tried to get a look between her thighs, but she cussed at him and squeezed her ass tight. He uttered an apology and kept moving as if dazed. The hot sun beat down on him and he wished he had brought his baseball cap. He was desperate for shade.
A heap of rocks rose up before him like a mirage. The largest boulders jut from the sand, erect and weathered rough. By then Jake had left a majority of the beachgoers behind him, and now he was finally alone. He had walked the entire stretch with his towel hanging at waist level, and his cock ached. Never had the teen felt so simultaneously embarrassed and aroused in all of his life. He wasn't sure if this was the best or worst vacation he had ever been on.
Jake scrambled over some of the smaller rocks and realized that he had discovered a kind of alcove, a ring of boulders that could shield him from view on both sides. As he considered climbing down into the cove and jerking himself silly, a splash and a giggle from across the boulders caught his attention. He climbed around to the other side of the rocks and peeked over the edge to see what was going on.
