This story took place a few years ago when I was 18. Up until that day, I had thought I was just a normal girl with an average heterosexual sex drive but it all goes to prove that if you allow yourself not to be tied to what is considered normal, then, anything can and will happen.
My name is Joanna, I'm from central England, I'm about 5'6 tall, with shoulder length dark hair, hazel or green eyes, an English size 10 in clothes, with 34 'b' cup boobs. I was on holiday in West Australia, visiting my brother and for the first week or so, nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
I woke up that morning, everything as normal, my brother and wife had left for work way before I'd woken up. The sky was its usual clear blue, the sun beating down as the temperature rapidly raced to thirty degrees. With nobody else home I got out of bed around 9.00 am, not bothering to put anything on, I sauntered into the kitchen naked and made my breakfast. I always preferred to be nude, it made me feel free and uninhibited, also a touch horny, so allowed me easy access to my body, giving me freedom to touch myself all over and to eventually masturbate. After breakfast, I headed into the shower, feeling somewhat aroused by the water cascading down my body and me washing myself but managed to resist the urge to touch. I wanted to get to the beach and then that afternoon go to the cinema and watch a film.
I put my bikini in my beach bag with a towel, slipped on a sarong, got into my car to head off to the beach. I hadn't decided which beach to go to but passed my usual haunts, feeling a bit daring, pulled up at the nude beach.
I reached onto the back seat and grabbed my bag, opening it to look for my bikini. What was I thinking about, I was at the nude beach, I wasn't going to need anything to wear. My heart was pounding with excitement. This was a first for me as I locked the car and headed down the sandy path to the beach, I was going to be naked in public.
The further down the path I walked, the wider it became, until I found myself on the beach. Being the middle of the week, it was fairly quiet, just a sprinkling of people here and there, a good day for me to begin bearing my entire body for the world to see. Most people said that I had a nice body and as I swam a fair bit and went a run most days, I'd say that I was in good shape. A flat stomach, nice legs I thought, my breasts could have been bigger but then they wouldn't hold their rounded shape as well as they do, and a cleanly shaved pussy, something I'd been shaving even since my pubes began to grow.
I found a spot within twenty metres of the sea, taking my towel out of my bag, lying it neatly on the sand, before kneeling on it and looking around nervously to see if anybody was watching me. I took in a deep breath and took off my sarong, putting it in my bag, leaving me naked for all to see. As I sat down looking out to sea, I squirted a streak of sun tan lotion down each leg, rubbing it slowly all over each leg, from my toes right up to my thighs. Holding out the fingers of my left hand, I squirted out some more lotion, this time rubbing it from my neck downwards, as I circled each breast, in a way similar to when I was about to masturbate. I noticed that my nipples were fully hardened and as I applied the lotion couldn't help letting out a pleasurable moan, my arousal making them very sensitive to the touch. More lotion was put on to my body, over my stomach and finally over my pubic mound and pussy, I wasn't that surprised to find that my clit was hard and pussy soaked by my excitement.
I lay down and tried to relax, trying to ignore how turned on I was but as the sun beat down on my naked flesh, it was virtually impossible to refuse giving my body the attention it was desiring. In an act of desperation I decided to go for a swim in the sea. So, standing up I walked down towards the calm azure blue waters of the Indian Ocean, until step by step I moved into the sea. With every stride forward the water became deeper, cooling my warm body. As the water rose to a level just below my pussy, I dived forward, immersing myself completely before jumping up five metres further into the ocean, so able to stand neck deep in water. As I stood cooling down, I noticed there were more people on the beach, all naked, seemingly unaware of their public nudity or anybody else and realised that I was as anonymous as they were, so decided to return to the sand and go for a walk to dry off.
Standing on the shoreline, letting the water drain off my body, I felt so alive and was growing in confidence, so turned and began walking slowly along the waters edge, making an effort not to look too obvious as I eyed the naked bodies lying on the sand. It wasn't as though they were all gorgeous, the guys had a certain appeal as I looked at their flaccid cocks lying innocently in the warm sunshine but then I became aware that I was seeing some of the females in a new light, almost as though I wanted to touch them sexually. My god, what was wrong with me. I walked for about thirty minutes before making an about turn, to head back to my towel and to sunbathe.
Finally I arrived back at my towel, which was now surrounded by other nude sun worshipers but by now, I didn't care as I lay down on my back and closed my eyes, allowing the sun to cares my body. It wasn't long before I'd totally relaxed, almost forgetting where I was. My nipples soon sprung to life again as my thoughts wondered what it would be like to touch another girl or to be touched by one. My pussy started to moisten as I started to lose myself in my fantasy, of being kissed passionately, being kissed and licked slowly down my body, my breasts being sucked, nipples licked, bitten and pulled, all by another woman. By now, my mind was a blur, my body aroused to its limits, mouth open as my tongue licked my lips seductively, my legs opening as my feet drew closer to my bum and the fingers of my left hand creeping slowly from the towel by my body, up onto my stomach towards my aching vagina.
I was now on auto pilot as my right hand started to caress my breasts. Gently as first, teasing my nipples with the tips of my fingers and thumb but as the sensitivity of my nipples intensified, my action turned to pinching and pulling. My left hand was tracing circles on my mound, working slowly towards my pussy lips, waiting for my legs to open fully and allow better access. Once on my lips, my fingers could move effortlessly up and down them because by then they were well lubricated from my growing arousal. It wasn't long before two fingers had prised apart my swollen lips, starting their journey deep inside my pussy and to find an intoxicating rhythm in and out in long slow strokes. My breathing soon became more and more erratic as my hips began to buck against my hand. I was close to the point of no return, biting my lip to control my moans but then my fingers began working my clit, I was ready to explode. I could feel my pussy contracting hard as my orgasm neared, opening my eyes, seeing the blue sky above me, the reality of what I was doing and where I was, suddenly hit me but it was too late. My body froze, I was unable to breath, this was it! In a sudden release my orgasm hit, hips thrusting high off the towel, unable to contain my moans, I let out a long satisfied audible groan of pleasure as a second and third wave of climax left my body, until finally I started to relax.
I felt very self conscious all of a sudden but thought I'd create even more attention to myself if I was to get up and leave immediately, so tried to relax an enjoy this opportunity to soak up the sun. I lay there for about thirty minutes before having one final dip in the sea and walking naked to the car, once there I put on my sarong and headed home.
Once I arrived back home, I rang the cinema to check on the availability of a gold class seat (seats where you can put up your feet and have a drink before hand in the gold class lounge), had a bit of lunch and a quick shower. What should I wear, I thought as I entered my room? I picked out my white dress, which had a multicoloured paint splattered pattern on it, fastened with press studs up the front and came down to a point just above my knees. I rarely wear a bra, so didn't even consider picking one out but wearing a white dress, it meant that either my undies had to be small and light coloured or I should consider not wearing any. Eventually, I decided on a white thong, which tied nicely on my hips with little bows. I was ready to head off to watch the film.
I arrived at the cinema with thirty minutes to spare before the film was scheduled to start, so, after buying my ticket, headed up to the gold class lounge to have a drink and maybe get something to eat. People were sitting in little groups chatting amongst themselves and once I'd got a cup off coffee and a chocolate bar, I found a seat and table where I could relax and read a gossip magazine which I'd picked up on the way in. A few minutes passed, with me becoming engrossed by and article about some soap star, when I heard a voice say,
"Were you at the beach this morning?"
Standing in front of me was a gorgeous blonde girl, I'd say, in her early twenties, piercing blue eyes, a little shorter than me, maybe 5'4, in an extremely short skirt, showing off her tanned shapely legs and a tight top, clinging to every luscious curve of her breasts, which I'd noticed were bra free.
Before I could answer, the cheeks of my face started to burn with embarrassment and I stammered out a reply,
"Yes I was!"
She blurted out in excitement,
"Oh wow! I thought it was you but wasn't sure, you looked drop dead gorgeous on the beach, not that you don't look as good now, god you do. Do you mind if I sit down, I'm here by myself and it looks like you are too. I'm Melissa by the way."
I smiled and gestured for her to sit down, trying not to die from embarrassment. She was so bubbly, it was impossible not to like her and yes, I'd say I fancied her straight away.
"Was it your first time on a nude beach today?" She asked.
"Yes it was, how did you guess? My name's Joanna by the way."
"Well, when I got to the beach, I saw you in the water, it looked as though you were trying to hide but then when you were walking, you looked like you relaxed.