We had driven to the beach straight from the hotel after lunch deciding on a walk along the beautiful South Beach resort. It was utter paradise. The sun shone and the sea lapped the beach with a graceful tranquility, turquoise in colour and seemingly endless. There were quite a few bathers and most of the girls were topless (it’s allowed here), so I decided to join in. We had traveled light, and I mean really light. I wore an emerald green bikini whilst my man had just his swim shorts! Other than sunglasses, that was it.
We sat in the car for a few minutes deciding which direction to walk while I unclasped the clasp on my top and freed up by boobs, then off we went. The air was really warm after the air conditioning and the sandy beach was literally feet away from the car, so we both ditched the flip-flops and padded onto the soft, hot sand. Wow! It was awesome. As we headed towards the water's edge, I could see my unleashed tits jiggling with the uneven strides in the deep sand. (I’m a 36B which is quite fulsome for a girl a fraction over five feet) and I knew I was getting horny. My guy had found his own entertainment in some giggling girls splashing around in the shallows, all topless and all swaying about in exaggerated moves. Oddly, it made me feel even more excited.
About a quarter mile down the bodies on the beach began to thin out, apart from a group of eight girls playing volleyball. My boyfriend had obviously become very interested in that sport and predictably announced it would be a great idea to find some shade and do a bit of sun worshiping. Excited squeals invaded the otherwise serene hot beach, the sand almost too hot to sit on without so much as a towel. All we had between us was his shorts and my bikini pants. We holed up beside a steep bank that offered some shade and settled down for some serious sun bathing, me propping my head on his stomach. My hair is almost waist length and I had bundled it right up, but I didn’t relish getting sand in it. Washing it is a fairly big task,and much as I love it, that is a serious downside. My boyfriend was propped up against the bank and, predictably, facing the direction of the volley girls.
I had dozed off and about half an hour later opened my eyes to sizable bulge in his shorts. The volley girls had finally ended their game and had sunk to the sand in search of suntans. The squeals had gone and only the sound of the sea remained. His eyes were focused on the oasis of nipples pointing towards the sun! I should have been annoyed with him of course but I wasn’t. He’s a man, right? I just did what any self-respecting girl would do and put my hand down his shorts and handled his manhood.
His cock literally doubled in size in my hand. He didn’t speak, just sort of breathed out noisily. I didn’t say anything either but I decided to give him a handjob, right there with people passing and able to see. He lifted his bum as I slid his shorts to his knees, his cock springing to attention like a soldier on parade. I gave him the full hand treatment as I half-sat beside him propped up on my other arm. There was no other contact between us. He can get close to ten inches with a full hard-on and my hand barely shafted half his length giving him a really slow job.
His gaze had finally left the assortment of bare tits and now focused directly on mine, bobbing up and down to the rhythm of my hand on his cock. Occasionally someone would amble by but I hardly noticed apart from a topless girl with her man who gave me a knowing smile as she eyeballed my man’s erection. God, it was HOT! The air was hot, the place was hot, he was hot as was his cock, and my pussy was really HOT! I could tell he was almost ready to blow. Now, using just forefinger and thumb around the flange behind his bald ‘head’ (he’s clean-cut, no foreskin) I tightened it a little and gently massaged him more urgently. Then he came.
I was entranced by the height at which his first spurt reached. Then the rest just poured from his cock like molten lava from a volcano, over my hand and through my fingers, his hot thick cream beginning to bubble slightly as I continued to bring him off. Then it happened. Suddenly my pussy tightened and a shockwave wound up me right into my head, dazing me as I exploded into my bikini pants, leaving me shaking and gripping his cock to stop me losing my balance. I’d climaxed without him touching me, apart from my hand on his shaft.
‘You okay, Honey?’ he said suddenly. They were the first words spoken in ages.
I was breathless. ‘Yeah, gorgeous,’ I whispered. ‘I just had an orgasm watching you cum.’
He pulled up his shorts and hooked an arm around me and drew me in, kissing me fully, mouth open and greedy and I melted into his chest.
At least an hour had passed. The sun was still full on but the girls had gone and just a few mooched up and down the sand. My hand was sticky as was everything inside my pants.
‘Can we go for a dip?’ I husked. ‘Need to freshen up a little,’ I explained.
‘Me, too,’ he smiled and off we went down to the lapping water.