Once again an english story with the usual ask of not blaming me too much for the bad wording and spelling of my writing in a foreign language.
It was shortly after my 24th birthday in September when I had booked a one-week holiday in a small Spanish village called Nerja near Malaga. I spent the holiday with three friends (all girls) of mine and it was quite a fun-trip. We found some great bars in the village, with good music, always had a couple of strong-mixed drinks and as we were four girls, looking quite sexy there always were enough boys around us, letting time pass quite quickly. So nights used to be very long.
Only thing was that, since I was 18 I clearly preferred girls to boys, but none of my friends knew of my sexual orientation. So on our third night my friends finally found some boys and one after another disappeared with her holiday flirt, until I was the only one still left.
When I awoke the following morning I was still alone in my apartment and so I decided to go to the beach alone. We had found a quite deserted sandy bay between rocks two days ago and I left a note to my friends that they could find me there.
It was a great sunny, day with blue sky. The beach was a very pittoresque place, a stretch of golden-brown sand between nicely shaped rocks of up to 20 feet. The Sea was a great blue with very clear waters. It was a short way out of the village and you had to climb a bit to get to the beach and so it was deserted again and I stripped completely naked, letting my bikini in my bag and enjoying the warm sun on all my body.
I was lying on my back, when half an hour later I saw an elder woman climbing down the rocks to “my” beach. There was a single villa above the cliffs and she seamed to come from there. I tried to watch her from my half shut eyes. She was a mature, feminine looking woman. I would have guessed her 55 (she later told me that she was 66!) and she still had a very sportive, well trained body. Her body was obviously in good shape, still quite slim with breasts of a nice, not too big size. Her skin only showed very few signs of her age and her face was the one of a mature but still very feminine and good looking woman. Her hair was a bit over shoulder-length, with some curls, and a brown colour.
I always have been in interested in mature woman a bit and sometimes have even found them more interesting then girls about my age, but have never been with an older woman so far.
When she slowly passed me – lying naked on my towel – I clearly saw how she watched my young naked body and tried not to be recognized. I have to admit that I loved that eyes fixed on my body. She wore a bikini and stretched out a few meters away from me. As we both lay there that she couldn´t get her eyes of my body and I really enjoyed that and started teasing her a bit – opening my legs a few inches, so that she could see more then just my big bush of dark brown hair, I shifted a bit to the side to showed her my firm, young 85B cupped breasts, with no stripes of a bikini and each movement caught her attention.
After some time a became bolder, and that was much due to my rising arousal. I felt some tingling in my lap and I felt that my sensitive nipples started getting harder. I lusted for a touch of this mature but sexy and obviously not completely uninterested woman. I wanted to know how far I could bring her.
“Sorry, Ma´m.” I finally raised my voice. “Do you speak english or deutsch?”
“I´m American. So english should go quite well!” She smiled – and I liked that smile of hers.
“May I ask you a favour? Would you be so nice to cream some sunlotion over my back?”
I saw her flushing a bit into a light red, but she friendly smiled back.
“It would be a pleasure!”
She rose and walked over to me. We shook hands.
“I´m Carmen,” I told her.
“I´m Shelley, from California.”
