My beach. Waves pounding the shore, seagulls crying out, sand crabs burrowing deep into the warm, moist sand. This is where I come when I need to get away from it all and today is such a day. Summer is my favorite time of year. I love the warmth of the sun, nights that are warm enough to sleep naked, barbeques, beach days, time to just relax.
I park on the one lane dirt road and walk the last quarter mile into the beach. There is a small single track path that leads to a cove, my cove. I have my bag with a towel, a book and some snacks for later. As I reach the beach, I kick off my sandals. The sand feels soft running through my toes. Slowly I pull off my sun dress to reveal a solid black racing suit. I drop my things and run to the waves. Brrrr...the water is cold as always. I dive into the breakers, the cold taking my breath away. I swim out a ways and let the surf bring me back in. The waves are so powerful. I feel at home. Up and back I body-surf becoming one with the ocean. Tiring, I head back to the beach, stopping to pick up a shell or two.
I lay my towel down and stretch out to enjoy the sun. I let my hands roam down my body, from my large breasts, to my slight tummy, to my firm thighs. My fingers linger on my center, feeling warmth and not just from the sun. I close my eyes and let my fingers play. I can feel the warm folds under my wet suit. My hands come up to my breasts and rub lazy circles around my nipples, making them rock hard. Feeling rather aroused I decide to take off my suit. I stand and look around at the bluffs to be sure no one is there and then slide the straps from my shoulders. I push my suit down over my hips and let it fall to my feet. Caressing my full breast, I bring my nipple to my mouth and suck gently on it. I walk to the edge of the water and sit with my body facing the waves. Slowly my fingers begin circling my hardened bud. I slip a finger in between my lips and feel my wetness. Back to my clit. The first small waves hit me. The cold mixed with my growing heat makes me feel alive. I push one hand back into the sand behind me as my fingers continue to rub my pussy. My fingers plunge deep into my folds and a small gasp escapes my lips. I glance around again - still alone.
I lay back on the sand, burrowing my feet in. A wave hits my aching sex fully. The feel of it puts me closer to the edge. I move my fingers back up to my clit and finger faster. I pull on my nipples with my other hand. As more waves wash over me, I arch into them. Feeling the water swirl around me is very sensual. My fingers move faster. I begin to pump my hips in time with my fingers. I'm moaning out loud, I can't help it. As the biggest wave yet hits me, I fall over the edge and cum with the wave. Over and over I feel it coursing through my body. I cry out with the seagulls as another wave crashes over and through me.
As I sit up, I hear footsteps behind me. I look up to see a very beautiful, very naked woman walking towards me. She sits next to me in the sand.
"Thought I would find you here," she says with a warm smile. "Do you mind if I join you?" She slides her arm around my shoulder and I lean into her. "That was beautiful, baby. You and the waves and the sand. It was the most sensual thing I have ever watched."
She pulls my chin towards her and kisses me full on the lips. My body responds and I open myself to her. Our tongues dance freely in each others mouths. My breath quickens as I hold her there by the back of her neck. Our kiss deepens and I hear her sigh. I pull back and look her in the eyes.
"Are you sure you want this?" I ask. "I don't want you to regret what I think we are about to do."
"More than I have wanted anything in a long time," she replies, her hands stroking my hair. "Ever since you told me you were exploring women, I have imagined that I was the one you wanted. But can we move back to the sand? The waves are cold!" She laughs, pecks me on the lips and jumps up.
I follow her back up to where my towel is, watching her hips sway as she walks. Her ass is firm and round and I can see the edges of her full breasts as she swings her arms. She stops and turns to me with her arms open. I step into them and into her. Our lips lock again and it sends pleasure shocks all through me. My hands begin to wander over her body. First to her breasts and hardened nipples and then lower to her center. She gasps as my fingers caress her bud and slide up and down her moistening lips. I slowly lower her down to the towel. On our knees still kissing, her hands find me. First my breasts then down to my already wet slit. She slides a finger along my dripping lips and raises it to her tongue.
