Finally, an afternoon to myself. After weeks and weeks of stress and work, I was ready for the soothing calm of the beach. I wandered lazily along the shoreline toward my favorite spot on the less crowded end of things, away from small children and loud families. Up into the dunes and isolated but still near the water would do just fine. A friend of mine was going to try to join me later on, after he got out of work, but for now it was just me, and that was fine. I set my beach bag down, spread my blanket, smoothed on some oil and stretched out. I took a good look around to make sure I was alone. I was, there wasnât another soul in sight. Perfect. I removed my top, spread myself out on the blanket and enjoyed the kiss of hot sun on my skin. It was only minutes and I was in that dozing, sleepy state of mind, where the sounds of the surf and the beach were off in the distance, lulling me into total relaxation. The hot sun on my body and the slippery feel of the oil were like heaven. I dozed off almost immediately.
Not so long after, I woke up to the sound of giggling. Softly, like it was far away or muffled. I rolled over onto my stomach and looked around. Further up into the dunes were two women, lying side by side on a blanket. They were kissing and touching, playing with each other gently, talking softly and laughing with each other. They seemed to be totally involved in one another and not paying a bit of attention to me. I couldnât help but watch them. They were so into each other. Their soft touches and gentle strokings were very delicate, teasing each other. I was shocked to find that I was getting seriously turned on by watching them. The heat of the sun on my back and my ass, and the pressure on my clit from laying on my stomach was really making me hot.
I could feel my nipples stiffen against the roughness of the blanket and the dampness start in my crotch. I tried to look away but just couldnât. I couldnât wait to see what would happen next. I slid a finger underneath the leg of my bikini bottom and gave my hot spot a little rub. I felt ready to explode already! And then I saw that they were looking at me. They had seen me watching them. The smaller of the two women gave a little wave and a smile. I returned the wave but was so embarrassed that they had caught me. I put my head down on the blanket in an effort to give them their privacy. I was still so hot though! I lifted an eye to sneak a peek and saw that they were both standing and walking in my direction, perhaps to the shore for a swim. They made a beautiful couple, both firm, tanned, long-legged and topless. I put my head down again as they approached, too embarrassed to meet their eyes.
The soft hand on the back of my shoulder made me jump. I never even heard anyone approach. It was one of the women I had seen up in the dunes. She smiled and apologized for startling me, but she kept her hand on my shoulder, ever so lightly. She asked if I knew if this was a nude beach or not, if it was OK for them to remove their bikinis to swim. I answered that I didnât know if it was officially a nude beach, but that plenty of people, myself included, went swimming and sunbathed nude here. It was so private. As we talked, she knelt down and her finger started to trace a light circle on my back. Her partner hadnât said anything yet, just stood nearby with a little smile. I was very aware of the fact that my top was stuffed into my beach bag and all I had on was a tiny bikini bottom that barely covered my ass. As if reading my mind, she ran her hand slowly down to my butt and back up to my shoulder again. It was like fire burning a path on my skin.
She gently touched my shoulder and nudged me over onto my side, exposing my bare breasts. My rock hard nipples were pointing up at her and giving away my arousal. I was nervous and very turned on and even a little scared. I didnât know who these women were! Her friend mentioned that they had seen me watching them, that I had seemed interested in what they were doing. And I was! It had been so erotic, seeing them play with each otherâs bodies that way. As she spoke she lowered herself to my blanket and sat down next to me, while her friend kept her hand lightly making trails on my shoulder and arm. I was suddenly hotter and hornier than I think I had ever been in my life. Her hand slid closer to my breast, her thumb grazing the peak of my nipple. Not saying a word, just looking into my eyes, smiling a little, as she gradually moved her hand over my wanting tits. I sighed, then drew in a sharp breath as she gave it a tiny pinch that sent a lightning bolt of heat to my box. Curiosity and fear gave way to heat and passion. In total submission, I rolled over onto my back and let her have my body to do with as she wished. My ribs made contact with the hot skin of her friend sitting next to me. She was watching with eyes half closed, her hands on her own bare breasts. I closed my eyes and let the sensations drown me. Such soft hands, with such a hot touch. My love center was liquid with want. Both hands now, on my breasts, tickling down my ribs, over the curve of my hips and back to tantalize my breasts again. It was so foreign to feel a womanâs hands on my body but so delicious I couldnât have stopped her if I wanted to.
My eyes flew open as I felt a soft kiss on my nipple at the same time that I felt a hand slide in to part my thighs. Her tongue was on my nipple now, hot and searching, drawing it in and sucking it hard. The hand on my thigh went in a little more, just brushing over my mound. It was the other woman, one hand near my pussy and one hand still playing with her own nipples. Her fingers probed under my bikini as her friend licked and sucked my breasts. I was close to orgasm, more turned on than ever before. Her finger plunged into my box, deep into the hotness there. First one, then another, easing so very slowly in and out of the slickness there. Her thumb was on my love button, giving a little rub now and then. Not enough to make me come, but enough to drive me insane with urgency. She was smiling at how on fire I was, slowly drawing those fingers in and out, making the agony even worse.
Her friend was lavishing attention on my nipples, sweat mixing with saliva to make them slick. The friction of her fingers and tongue, and the smooth fingers sliding in and out of my hole were too much, and I felt my orgasm building. I ground my hips up into her thumb, begging her, whispering âpleaseâ, hoping it would let her know I was more than ready. Her thumb hit the mark, her fingers slid in deep and her friend drew my nipple in deep and hard, and I exploded. I cried out loud, bucking my hips into her hand and jamming my breasts up into the other womanâs face. I couldnât believe the power of the climax that ripped through me, and neither of them stopped or slowed down at all. I saw that the woman on my tits now had a hand on her own love button, rubbing furiously, bringing herself to the edge as she watched me thrash through my own orgasm.