This is my first ever submission. If you have further ideas or suggestions for further stories feel free. All comments are welcome. Keep it positive. EVERYONE in this submission is OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE. - RS
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Miss Beatrice Bustee or "B" as her friends called her was tired; tired of watching and attending the boring football matches of the 2014 FIFA World Cup with her husband while they were on a vacation in Brazil. She could never follow the game, not like she wanted to, and her mind kept wandering to other things.
On the day of the final game, B had had enough with her husband and stormed off to salvage the rest of her vacation doing two of her favorite things: shopping and the beach.
'Why not' she thought, 'everybody must be watching the game and it will be empty and relaxing.' She knew it was pretty tacky but she was looking forward to finally trying on her new American flag thong bikini that she had purchased before the trip. When she shimmied into it, the material barely held in her luscious ass and EE tits. She laughed at her image in the mirror. She could never wear such a scandalous thing in the States but here it seemed commonplace; after all, Brazil invented the thong swimsuit. Nevertheless, she put on the bikini and covered it with a pink sun dress. Here we go!
After strolling through countless stores in the morning and racking up thousands of dollars on her hubby's credit card, she decided to hit the beach. The concierge recommended Ipanema; the most famous beach of all Brazil. Wearing a pair of sandal heels and sunglasses, she grabbed her beach bag and headed to the coast.
She was wrong. It was packed. And worse yet they were playing the game on large movie screens on the beach.
'You've got to be fucking kidding me', B muttered under her breath. She had enough and had to get away from this madness. She needed somewhere more secluded and started walking down the sidewalk strand back to the hotel.
Suddenly a Brazilian girl caught her eyes. The woman was gorgeous, simply put. She had the body that all women wanted, and all men wanted to be with, too. Her long dreaded dark hair was tied behind her back in a ponytail, and the little yellow thong bikini bottom she was wearing barely covered her already perfectly-tanned body. The skimpy black top struggled to contain her 36DD breasts. She wore dark sunglasses, hoop earrings and pink lipstick while she popped bubble gum. She was holding hands with a man that was equally as beautiful with the same perfect skin tone and rippling abs wearing a speedo that did little to hide the noticeable bulge underneath.
'She must be a local.' She thought.
"Excuse me." Miss B hailed her down. "Do you speak English?" The woman smiled.
"Sim. A little." She purred.
"What's a quiet beach? The best beach?" The girl looked at her and smiled.
"Are you alone?" She asked.
"Yes." Miss B replied. The Brazilian girl smiled again and gave her companion a wink.
"You should try Praia Cavalhada. You will like. Very safe." She pointed towards the cove at the end of the beach boardwalk. "Past there, and to your left, left. Yes?"
"Obrigado" Miss B replied in the only Portuguese she knew. The Brazilian girl nodded, smiled and walked on past; her ass bouncing back and forth perfectly. Miss B wished she had curves like that.
After asking several locals where to go, Miss B made it to the beach and it was lovely. This length of beach was away from the strand, and seldom visited. The sky was cloudless, and the sun blazed down unremittingly, enough to make someone break a sweat just by standing outside. She laid down her towel and pulled out a magazine and her headphones.
It's hot. She thought. I need to put on some sunscreen before I fry. She hadn't gone to the beach all vacation and she knew that within less than an hour she would be a lobster.
Squirting a glob of white sunscreen in her palm, B rubbed her hands together until it was a nice lather and rubbed the paste along her legs and feet. She repeated the process on her face, arms, shoulders, stomach and breasts. I am going to get crazy tan lines, she thought, too bad this wasn't a nude beach. Topless maybe? She remembered that the few women she had seen on the main beach before she had dipped into the cove were topless; the young and the old.
"Fuck, why not."
Rather than untying the strings, she pulled down the material on the string bikini top and pulled her massive tits out one by one. A massive tan-line in the shape of triangles had already formed along her breasts; the difference in her tanned skin and her original milky white tone was astounding. Damn! The UV exposure here in Brazil was crazy. Putting a few squirts of sunscreen lotion in her hands, she built up lather and, reaching the consistency she needed, rubbed it into her breasts. The sensation was arousing as her hands smoothly worked her melons in circular motions. B made a sigh as she pinched her nipples. "Fuck! I'm horny!"
Realizing for a split second where she was again, she covered her breasts and turned around. The beach was still empty.
Phew! Content, B continued to pleasure herself; grabbing a few more spurts of lotion and then rubbing them into her breasts. Her right hand made its way into her bikini bottom and rubbed her pussy. Her mind drifted as it always does to sex. She and her husband hadn't had sex at all on their trip. And she was craving for it! Dying for it! A nice big cock in her wet pussy! No! Stop B! What if somebody sees you? Regaining composure, B pulled her top back on and turned over onto her stomach. Well shit! How am I going to get my back? She started to reach for her back shoulder to put on some more lotion.
"You need help?" Startled, B turned her head around.
