Chapter 1 Exhibitionists and Voyeurs
Sitting at the patio table in my wheelchair, I could not keep from staring at the sexy sight before me. Lying on a lounge chair, no more than ten feet from me was a lovely naked woman. Her legs were spread, with her one leg bent. This gave me an unobstructed view of her almost hairless crotch. It was obvious this woman was an exhibitionist; she was getting off being watched.
As I stared, her red nailed fingers began to twist the tuft of hair at the apex of her slit. In a short time the pink lips began to part. I could not tell if her arousal was caused by her playful fingers or by the excitement of being watched.
Gazing along her flat belly, I could see her smiling, as my eyes came to rest on the two tanned breasts rising like mountains from her chest. As I ogled her large breasts her pink tongue slid along her red lips, giving them a moist, inviting sheen. I could not see if she was looking at me because she had on sunglasses, but I knew she was putting on a show for me.
As I stared at the erotic vision before me, I noticed her finger start to gently circle the top of her cleft. Gradually her pink erect clitoris began to emerge from its protective sheath. Slowly the red nailed digit began to disappear into the moistening crevice. I could not believe what I was seeing. This wanton vixen was blatantly masturbating herself on a public beach, knowing full well I was watching. It was obvious she was enjoying the affect she was having on me. The white loin cloth I was wearing was beginning to rise. Soon my arousal could be clearly seen by any who cared to look. All I could think of was driving my throbbing erection into the moist pink cleft only ten feet away from me.
My lust fantasy burst like a soap bubble when a voice queried, "Were you thinking of me or is that tent between your legs for someone else?" Setting our drinks on the table Cinnamon plunked her naked brown ass on my lap inquiring, "Do you like the scenery around here?" Brushing her fingers over my flag pole, Cinnamon asked with a laugh, "Are you surrendering? I can see your white flag waving. I guess you are hoping to be raped and pillaged."
"I don't know what you mean," I stuttered. "I was just doing some people watching while I waited for you to come back with the drinks."
"I can see the people you were watching. I think she enjoys putting on a show as much as you savor the sight." Turning so I could see the entire length of Cinnamon's body she asked, "Don't you think I have as much to offer as her? I might even have more!" She laughed, giving her breasts a shake.
After surveying Cinnamon's nude brown body from her black curly hair to her glossy white toenails I agree. She has more to offer. Her 37DD 27 37 frame is more voluptuous. The gold nipple rings, the belly button ring, the clit hood ring, and the rings in each of her labia lips give Cinnamon a primitive erotic look. I also like her clean shaved pubis better then the tuft of hair on the other woman.
Giving me a mischievous smile, Cinnamon turned to face the other woman's male companion whispering, "I think I can give her friend a better show than she gave you. You know I'm shameless when it comes to flaunting my body."
"You sure are!" I agreed, nestling the shaft of my bobbing erection along the crack of Cinnamon's firm brown buns. "I love to watch you make other men hard. It makes them so envious of me. Give him your hottest show! Let him see you cream all over my legs!"
Sitting squarely on my lap, Cinnamon spread her legs, placing her gold high heeled sandals firmly on the cement. This gave her leverage to raise and rotate her hips. The position also gave the other woman's male companion an unobstructed view of Cinnamon's voluptuous body.
Grabbing her drink, Cinnamon took a sip, moistening her pouting mouth. Slowly the pink tip of her tongue began to caress her glistening red lips. Replacing the glass on the table, Cinnamon slipped the tip of her white nailed finger into her mouth. Slowly she began to slide the digit between her closed lips, as she sensually sucked. The way she did this reminded me of the great blow jobs she gave.
When cinnamon had the attention of the male across from her, she moved her wet finger to her left nipple. Slowly she began to circle the bud. With the fingers of her other hand, Cinnamon began to fiddle with the gold ring hanging from her right nipple. When the left nipple was shiny with spit, Cinnamon began to tug on the glittering ring. As she toyed with the shining hoops, her pink lipstick covered nipples began to stiffen.
When both nipples were rock hard, Cinnamon held her hands out, palms up, ordering, "Squirt some sun screen onto my palms! I don't want my tits to get to much sun and turn dark. I like them the way they are."
I did not have to be told a second time. Grabbing the sun screen from the table, I squirted some of the warm liquid onto the palms of Cinnamon's hands. With slow, sensuous strokes Cinnamon began to knead the thick creamy fluid into her large, firm brown breasts. As she massaged the under sides of her breasts, Cinnamon cupped the heavy globes with her hands, offering them to the audience.
Looking over her shoulder I could see the impact Cinnamon's show was having on the man sitting across from her. His black thong was bulging to the point where it must be causing him pain. His female companion was also staring in Cinnamon's direction. Like the others, I was not immune to the hot show. Cinnamon's unabashed exhibitionism had my throbbing cock leaking juice onto her back. She enjoyed flaunting her sexy body, as much as I liked watching her do it.
With her breasts shining with sun screen, Cinnamon slid her palms along her sides. Slowly she caressed her ribs and belly, working the oil into her fragrant, firm flesh. Reaching the naval, she commenced to toy with the gold belly button ring, drawing attention to her sexy center. This was not the end of her fingers journey. The best part was yet to come.
Ever so slowly her hands traveled over her abdomen until they reached the top of her pubis. Sliding to the inside of her thighs, Cinnamon raised herself up, parting her legs even wider. Massaging the tanning oil along the inside of her thighs, Cinnamon inched her way up to her shaved crotch. Gently she began to massage the skin of her pubis, making it glisten with sun screen. As she kneaded the flesh the lips of her vagina began to open like a flower. The watchers could now see the dew pink folds of Cinnamon's inner labia. By the way her pink love flower was opening it was obvious she was becoming aroused.
Carefully Cinnamon slid a white nailed finger along the puffy pink lips of her labia. Soon Cinnamon's ministrations had her lips shimmering with the love juices flowing from her excited vagina. As her fingers glided up and down the moist lips, Cinnamon slightly raised her hips, giving her pelvis a gentle thrust toward the watchers. This ensured that everyone's attention was riveted on her vagina.