Sex At The Seaside

It was late September and we were heading towards the middle of a rather mundane week. I had some customer visits to make out on the East Coast of Yorkshire and the thought of driving the 70 miles and 70 miles back in a day was making me feel tired before I'd already started!

"Why don't you see if you can hire a chalet where we normally stay?"

My wife Paula was full of sensible ideas so I then decided she was right, and given the weather forecast, a night away in Bridlington could be a decent shout.

Within the hour I'd been online and booked a night in a small chalet. It looked decent enough online and I thought I could possibly work over there on Thursday, get a decent nights sleep, then possibly see some more customers on the Friday morning before heading back west on Friday afternoon.

We'd been there lots of times and whilst it would be strange on my own, I knew it well enough to be able to find my way around without any issues.

I awoke on Thursday morning around 6.30am. My cock was rock hard and my purple head was pulsing away. I often woke up with a stiff knob and today was no exception.

Paula was stirring and was laid on her side facing away from me. I reached over to have a feel of her arse. I've never really been a bottom man, much more atrracted to tits than arses. However recently the mere sight of Paula's naked bum really turns me on. She's a BBW so has a really round bum, big belly and large, saggy, tits.

"Not now Gaz, I came on in the night so no chance. Sorry!"

Jesus.....there I was about to head off for a couple of days and I couldn't even drain my balls because Paula's period was here!

Anyway she got off to work and i also got myself set, packing a small overnight bag and a couple of changes of clothes.

The journey over was uneventful, light traffic and I made good time. My customer visits were pretty routine but the last one yielded a great result so I headed off to the holiday park and chalet in a great mood. The sun was shining and it felt like the last blast of summer. I noticed the grass had been cut and the smell was amazing.

The beauty of booking these chalets is that the keys are kept in a locker on the wall by the door, accessible with a code.

Upon booking a lady called Melissa had told me the number and said the chalet would be available from 3pm.

It was now 5.30pm so there shouldn't be any issues with the chalet being ready.

The chalet was situated at the far end of the site, a couple of minutes drive from the entrance and about 8-10 mins walk. I found it no issues and sure enough, the keycode worked and in no time I was inside.

The chalet was smart enough if a little basic. Lounge/kitchen area, small bathroom and two bedrooms. One was slightly larger than the other and had a double bed. I decided I would sleep in this one and started to unpack my change of clothing and toiletries.

As I opened the fridge I noticed two bottles of Budweiser had been left in the fridge with a little note saying 'Have a beer on me. Melissa'

That was a nice touch from the chalet owner! I cracked one open and headed out onto a small patio area which overlooked a large, ploughed field. The sun was now dipping over the horizon and the warmth was rapidly disappearing.

The first beer flew down and was soon followed by the second. I wasn't planning on drinking tonight but was now in the mood. I thought I'd have a shower then head to the campsite bar and partake in another couple of beers.

As I undressed I started to get the horny feeling that I'd first had around 12 hours earlier. I ran the shower and got in. The water felt great running over my head, shoulders and over my private parts. I got some shower gel and rubbed it into my hair and my chest and then down to my cock and balls. As I was washing them my knob started to grow in my hand and I found myself pulling my foreskin back and forth. My bell end looking angry and swollen in my hands, like it was ready to spew a massive eruption of cum from its tip.

Just as I was starting to build up to a climax the shower started making an horrendous banging noise. In fact it sounded like it was coming from behind the walls and inside the pipes.

I nearly jumped out of my skin and immediately my erection started to subside.

I finished washing quickly and turned off the shower. The noise stopped straight away.

I shrugged my shoulders and decided to brush my teeth and head out. I sprayed on a bit of aftershave and decided now would be a good time to head to the onsite bar. I thought about contacting Melissa to tell her about the noise but thought I could probably cope with it for the shower I would have in the morning before leaving.

Anyway off I sauntered to the bar. It took me just under 10 minutes to get there. I could tell it wouldn't be busy as soon as I got there. Not many cars in the car park, playground was empty and there wasnt the usual buzz of noise coming from inside like there normally was when we'd visited before. A sign outside said Quiz night and prize bingo every Thursday.

I'm not normally one for bingo but I've had a go when I've been here before with Paula and it's normally quite good fun.

As I entered the bar I noticed how quiet it was. Two or three couples dotted around, a family of four playing pool and a group of around 4 older ladies sharing a bottle of wine and giggling. One of them had a Kiss Me Quick hat on and looked like she might be a handful. Her arse was squeezed into a tight pair of jeans and my cock almost started throbbing away again as I gazed at it.

"Alright mate, what can i get you?" said the barman as I went to the bar. Within a minute a nice pint of frothy lager was in my hands as I sat at a table in the corner next to the stage and the DJ booth.

The amount of people in the bar ebbed and flowed for the next hour, some coming and some going. It never really got any busier. Around 8pm a chubby lady entered. I'd put her around fifty or fifty five, about 5'7" tall. she had blonde bair tied up in a pony tail. She was definitely curvy and looked to have a cracking pair of tits under her jacket.

Turns out she was tonights bingo caller and quiz master. Soon she announced that bingo tickets were on sale although she did add the disclaimer that the prize pot wouldnt be high as there wasn't enough people in the bar!

Anyway bingo passed on about half an hour. She was quite good and funny as she kept joking between games and she was quite cheeky. One game she called 6 and 9, sixty nine. As she did it she then said "yummy yummy yummy yum yum," under her breath!

It was during the last game that I thought my luck was in. I'd sat waiting on one number for what felt like a lifetime. All of a sudden there it was! Number thirty nine. "HOUSE!" I shouted.

"We have a call," said the lady in the booth.

I took my card up to her and she started to read back the numbers. To be shock and embarrassment it dawned on me that I didnt need 39. I actually needed 49!

I was handed the ticket back and had to do the walk of shame back to my seat. The game continued for about another minute, eventually being won by a woman sat at the bar who'd already won a line and a full house.

I decided I'd get another beer and settle in for the quiz.

It was then the barman shouted over "Hey Mel are you doing the quiz or calling it a night as it looks like a quiet one?"

Mel came over and said she agreed and would make an announcement to that effect. She got a beer and headed back to her booth and I went back to my seat not far from her booth.

She went on the microphone and told the bar that the quiz was cancelled and that they wouod try again next week. I assumed Mel was short for Melanie.

As she walked past she stopped to talk to me. "Have you got over your false call?" she asked.

"I'm more bothered about not winning the money!" I replied.

Mel pulled over a stool and plonked her pint on the table. She went on to explain that it happened quite often, especially when people are drunk on a noisy Saturday.

She went on to explain that she did Thursday nights in the bar as it broke up her other mundane cleaning work. Her ex Dave usually did weekends. They'd broke up a year ago and whilst they still were on speaking terms regarding work, it had been a bad break up in general. I explained that I'd been there before and had seen her ex doing the bingo and disco before.

"So what brings you to sunny Brid?" she asked. I went on to explain how work had brought me here and it was easier just to stay over, be less tired and have a good day and a half working over here.

"Daft question!" she asked all of a sudden. "Are you called Gary?" I was taken aback and amazed at her telepathic skills!

Turns our Mel wasnt a Melanie but in fact a Melissa. She was actually the lady I'd rented the chalet from.

"Wow what a coincidence," I replied. Mel went onto explain how she didn't own the chalet but managed it on behalf of a lady who lived in York. "I do the bookings then clean it once visitors have left." Mel explained. "I do a few on here and it keeps me busy. I've done cleans on five today and I'm feeling it tonight!"

We kept chatting away. Mel was wearing an open checked shirt and under that a low cut vest top. I could tell she had a great cleavage as she was wearing some kind of necklace and whatever was on the end was buried somewhere between her boobs. Mel caught me having a look and I felt myself blushing.

That one beer turned into another three or four. I casually told my story about the shower issues and that she would need to get someone out to have a look at it in the morning.

"Never heard of that before," Mel replied. "It might be because that chalet has been empty for a couple of weeks," she went on.

Mel suggested she could come and take a look at it now. "James behind the bar keeps looking over and thinking I wish those two would fuck off home so I can have an early night!"

I told her the morning would be fine but she said she didnt mind at it was still only 9pm. She said we'd have to walk back round though as she'd had 5 pints and couldn't drive home. I got the feeling this happened often. Her belly gave away the fact she definitely liked her beer.

I eventually agreed but said that I needed to pee first. She concurred and said she also needed one. I headed off towards the mens and left her talking to James at the bar.

Two minutes later I was leaving the toilets just as Mel was walking into the entrance area to the bar.

We headed out into the cool night air, you could tell those four or five pints had an effect on Mel as she stumbled slightly and linked her arm into mine as we walked back to the chalet.

Ten minutes later we were back and I fumbled with the code to get the door key out of the box. "Hurry up Gary, I got talking to James and forgot to piss......I'm bursting."

We entered and Mel headed towards the bathroom. I went into the left hand bedroom to put my phone on charge and check my work emails. Must admit it was strange hearing the sound of a woman having a piss and it not being my wife Paula.

Mel was definitely desperate as it seemed to go on for ages. I heard her finish and a minute later i went back into the lounge area.

I was confronted by a sight I didnt expect. The door to the bathroom was open. Mel had her back turned and was bending over. I had the most magnificent view of her bare arse.

It was round, dimply and looked amazing.

She pulled up her knickers which had been round her ankles, followed by her jeans.

I could feel my cock twitch in my pants.

I tried to turn away but wasnt quick enough and she caught me staring at her amazing bum.

Mel let out a giggle. "Oops I've been onto the repair guy to come and fix that door for ages. It always opens on its own"

She washed her hands and came out of the bathroom. "Besides it's only my arse and I bet a bloke like you has seen plenty!"

I managed to stop myself from telling her I had but not many that had that effect on my dick!

Mel said we should test the shower now to see if that racket came back. I reminded her it took about ten minutes to starting rattling before.

"Gary do you mind if I actually pop into the shower? I went straight from cleaning to the bar and could do with a freshen up. Kill two birds and all that."

Now that did excite me....the thought of this amazing BBW naked feet away from me in the shower. "You crack on Mel, I'll be in there and wait till you're finished." I motioned towards the bedroom.

Mel shrugged her shoulders as she took off her overshirt telling me she'd leave it out here. All she had now on her top half was the low cut vest top. I could now really appreciate

just how large her boobs were. It was also abundantly clear she didnt have a bra on.

She headed towards to bathroom and shut the troublesome door. This time the latch seemed to click and the door remained shut. This was much to my disappointment as I'd love a look at that arse again!

I went back into the bedroom and laid on the bed. Ten minutes passed and I heard nothing from the rattling pipes. I could hear the water still running but eventually the sound stopped. I laid there and thought she'd finished and thankfully there was no rattling or banging coming from the walls of the shower cubicle like earlier.

I heard the bathroom door open......"Gary did you bring any towels? Obviously I havent got one!" I grabbed a second towel from my bag and walked into the lounge. Mel had her head stuck round the bathroom door. Holding out her hand. As I got nearer the door opened a bit further. I then got my first glimpse of Mels amazing tits. Well not both of them but just one that was dangling near to her outstretched arm. It looked massive. Once again my cock throbbed sligtly in my pants.

"Cheers hun, I'll be out in a minute." The door closed and I was once again left visualising what I'd just seen. I now started to think about where this might go but soon told myself to stop being stupid and to behave.

The door opened and out walked Mel. She was wearing only her knickers and had the towel wrapped round her. She held it round the back of her and walked towards where I was sitting. She stopped a couple of feet away from me. Running her fingers through her wet hair. Her crotch was literally level with my face. I noticed that the small piece of fabric from her skimpy panties barely covered what must have been underneath.

"Gary I don't know whether this is a small towel or my tits and belly are just too fat?!"

It was then things got very exciting.

Mel let the towel drop away and I saw both of her tits in the flesh. This was only briefly as she turned round and started drying herself. Under her arms and around those massive breasts. She then bent over and started rubbing the towel over her legs. Once again I was confronted by this vision of her arse but this time only a couple of feet from my face.

She then proceeded to use the towel to wrap up her hair. Surely she was going back to the bathroom to put on her top?

She turned round and casually said that she needed her hair to dry a bit. Her tits were now on full display. They weren't as saggy as expected, yes they had a slight droop but they weren't pointing south. Her nipples and areola were a lot darker than her breasts and this made them look incredibly sexy.

Her belly was large and definitely hung towards her pussy. I could tell by looking at her that her body would have a lovely wobble if she was being fucked.

"Well that shower seems to be okay Gary. I think it was like I said, its not been ran for a couple of weeks." Mel stated matter of factly.

I couldn't believe this lady, I'd not met around 3 hours ago, was stood topless right in front of me talking about whether the shower worked or not.

Once again I stared at her tits, totally transfixed by the size. She caught me again as this time I just couldn't look away.

"You don't mind me having these out do you? I'm always getting them out and sometimes forget where I am!"

Mel went onto say she'd always had large boobs and would often flash them when she'd been drinking.

"I've had em out on the bus home, in a nightclub and even in McDonalds," she went onto say.

At this point she grabbed one in each hand and jiggled them up and down.

"Eerrmm no you're fine Mel. Do whatever you feel comfortable doing."

At this point I knew my cock was pumping in my jeans. I could feel it squashed up against the side of my leg.

Mel walked over to the sofa and sat about 3 feet away facing me. She had one foot on the floor but then to my amazement lifted the other up onto the sofa itself. This sent my mind into overdrive. She was now flashing her panty covered pussy at me.

"Gary aren't you warm in here? It's so humid. Cant you change into something more comfortable?"

"I dont think I have anything Mel. Ive only got these clothes and my work clothes I'm afraid."

I was now starting to get really turned on. Did she really just ask me to remove some clothing?

"Cant you just strip down to your boxers Gary? Surely that would be better for you than sitting in those tight jeans."

I told her that i guess i could do but I was a bit nervous doing so.

Mel responded that she used to be a nurse and had seen lots of men in their undies.

"Anyway once you've seen one cock you've seen them all!"

There was something about the way she said cock that made mine tingle even more.

"Okay I stammered. I'll go and get changed in there." I pointed to the bedroom.

"No need unless you want to hun. Just change right there."

I reluctantly stood up, turning away from Mel as quickly as I could. It was so obvious my knob was standing to attention. I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it on the floor. Next I undid my belt and then pulled down my jeans and stepped out of them.

I turned round as quick as I could and plonked myself back down on the sofa. Now only wearing my boxers.

"Thats gotta feel better mate." Mel stated. "Nice boxers too. I love underwear especially a pair of sexy boxers."

Mel adjusted herself on the sofa. She was now holding her left tit in her hands. Cupping it and gently brushing her finger over her nipple. Her foot was still up on the sofa and I noticed the little bit of material that was covering her had moved slightly to the side. I was sure I could see one of pussy lips just edging out from behind the red lace.

At that point she gently moved her other hand towards her pussy and I'm sure she gently brushed it against the thin panties she had on.

"Gary you look to have nice thighs and a great bum. Do you mind standing up and showing me?"

That was it, I was now totally transfixed by what I'd seen and what was happening. Sat in front of me was a sexy mature woman with her massive tits on display.

"Okay Mel. Here goes." I stood up and faced her, just wearing my boxers with my hands on my hips. It was obvious that I was rock hard. My cock was straining at the fabric of the boxers.

"Ohhhh wow. You have lovely thighs. I do find men with nice thighs a big turn on."

Mel than reached out touched my legs. This sent a massive surge through my cock and balls. She gently rubbed her hands up and down my legs. She was looking at the bulge in my boxers and she looked up at me and giggled.

"Turn round please Gary, I need to feel

that arse."

I nearly said the feelings mutual!

I turned round and she immediately put a hand on each bum cheek, I tensed slightly for her and she responded by groping each cheek tighter.

Then she took me totally by surprise and yanked down my boxers.

"I hope you dont mind Gary but I saw you looking at my arse earlier and now I want to look at yours!"

Mel traced a finger right from the top of my arse to the bottom of it. She just about stopped short of that no mans land between my anus and my ball sack. "Amazing Gary, you've got a lovely bum. Not too hairy and so squeezeable."