My sex life in the year since the divorce was virtually non-existent. I had only had two one fighters; both losers and one other fling. I really enjoyed that one. She was the tart that worked in the club that caused the divorce in the first place. Apparently, she liked me and my tongue better than my ex. He couldn't stand it. I loved it.
From the moment I sat my chair down in the sand, I new that today was going to be a beautiful day. The sun was shining, the sea breeze kept the heat from being unbearable and the ocean was calm and clear. I had decided to treat myself to 4 days at the beach. My ex had the kids so I grabbed my sun-tan oils, my books and my favorite dildo and headed for a few days of rest, relaxation and masturbation.
What could possibly make this better, I thought.
When the two young women who were occupying the towels 30 feet in front of me, emerged from the water, I found my answer. These two beauties had sexy written all over them. Each had blond hair bleached by the sun and the sea and each was lightly tan; natural for sure, not baked in a room or sprayed on.
The taller of the two also had the longer, lighter hair. This girl was tall, probably 5'9, with legs that never seemed to end and a stomach that was smooth and tight. Her bikini was bright red with strings tied in bows on her hips. Her breasts were almost certainly a b-cup, shaped perfectly and bouncing lightly with every step. The cool water had her nipples standing at attention and straining to push through the fabric of her top.
Her friend was not quite as tall, maybe 5'6 with a short bob cut of hair. Her boobs were slightly larger than her friends' with a wonderful swing as she walked directly towards me. I could see the outline of her areola through her white top and could almost see through her wet bikini bottoms. I was delighted to see that there was most definitely no hair underneath.
I closed my eyes and could see them clearly; only now they weren't wearing any suits. The water was dripping from their hardened nipples and gliding down their legs. My mind was working overtime as I pictured them settling on the towels in front of me.
My mind placed these girls in all kinds of situations. Every fantasy I could devise popped into my minds eye. First they were cheerleaders in the locker room, and then they were nurses, then lifeguards on the beach; and my very favorite, a teacher being seduced by her student. The taller blond was the more powerful presence and dominated my day-dreams. Each fantasy ended with one girl's tongue lapping at the others clit. I was getting hornier by the minute. I could barely wait to get back to my condo. I knew that I would enjoy myself tonight while my fantasies continued.
When I opened my eyes, I watched as each girl slowly dried herself off. My eyes darted from one girl to the other as they rubbed and patted the water from their suits and skin. The taller girl bent to dry her legs and poked her ass in my direction. I was in heaven.
Her bottom was flawless. It was small and round and firm. She had a small tattoo of a butterfly at the top of her ass and the cutest little dimples on the small of her back. She re-spread her towel on the sand and treated me to a full view of her magnificent legs and exquisite ass as she knelt to lie back down.
She reached around her back and untied her bikini top. I could just see the outline of the tan lines on the sides of her boobs as she lay on her chest. Her hands slipped down her hips and rolled her bottoms down to the very top of her ass.
