Michelle Grilling at the Beach

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Welcome dear readers.. this story is one where Michelle experiences watersports. If this is not your bailiwick you may want to skip it. If you do like such things, well read on and enjoy.

As always, your comments and votes are welcome. I look forward to hearing from you.

On her knees Robert's cock in her mouth, Michelle knew she could never think of the beach the same way again.

What started out with the two them scoping out the best place to view the Fourth of July boat races it turned into the most ethereal of scenes for her. Her body now healed from the surgery she was looking good, and she knew it. Michelle looked up at Robert submissively, as if to ask 'Does this please you?'

Robert wasn't looking at her. He was talking to someone, while Michelle was in her dream world her nose pressed against the short pubic hairs of his crotch. Though he was deep in her throat, Michelle opened her mouth a little further allowing her to use her tongue on the underside of his penis teasing him towards a climax she knew that they would both enjoy.

That was when it happened. That was when she felt the warm stream working its way up the side of her body, over her breasts, to the side of her face, and even up into her hair. She knew instinctively what it was but couldn't believe it was happening. It didn't slow her down however. If anything she sucked harder on Robert's engorged member. Just knowing what was happening nearly sent her over the edge. She reached up behind Robert and pulled him even closer to her, burying her face in his pubes.

This couldn't be. Someone was peeing on her while she was sucking Roberts cock on the nearly deserted section of the beach. She started to look to her left to see who was doing this when she felt another stream on the right side. This man was bolder, starting on the side of her face and directly into her eyes forcing her to close them.

She could feel the stream on her left hand side weakening and then come to a halt and part of her silently screamed "No!!" but then she felt a rubbing, the tip of his penis on the side of her face pressing it against her ear, and she could feel him jacking himself off.

Michelle orgasmed for the first time. A strong long orgasm shook her body. Then just as it was subsiding she felt Robert's cock pulse. He was so deep in her throat that she wouldn't be able to taste his seed, but at the same time she didn't want to pull back. She felt, rather than tasted the first spurts and then pulled back so that she could taste sweet saltiness of him.

When Robert was finished pulsing in her mouth she pulled him deeper in and cleaned him as best she could using only her mouth, lips, and tongue. Sucking him gently but firmly massaging him with her tongue, and holding him with her lips it was an action she had at first railed against but now it was not only second nature, it was a service she loved providing. When she was done she pulled back and let him fall from her mouth. She quickly leaned forward again and pulled him fully into her mouth one more time

As she let him fall from her mouth a second time she felt a hand on her head turning it to the left and she followed the pressure instinctively. The man stroking his cock there pressed it first against her lips, then her nose and eyes. He rubbed its head against her smooth skin and started to ejaculate on her face, spurt after spurt of his thick cum landed on her and started its pathway down her face. She felt it especially as it dripped off her nose onto her upper lip and opened her mouth sticking out her tongue to catch it and then licked her lips savoring it holding it in her mouth before swallowing.

Watching her do this the man then pushed the remaining cum towards her mouth with the head of his softening cock. She felt the soft tip of his cock against her cheek stroking towards her mouth and opened it slightly kissing the tip and sucking in his semen as she did so. He wiped it down from her nose and she kissed that away too, and then from her eye. He trailed his cock head across her smooth skin and toward her lips over and over. And each time she kissed him, licked the tip of his cock, and kissed away the seed that was there.

Finally she couldn't stand it anymore and pulled his softening cock back into her mouth. Like she did with Robert she sucked hungrily on it wanting to get every last vestige of his semen inside of her. She loved the feel of a man's softening cock in her mouth, the touch of his cock head on the back of her throat, the weight of a man's shaft on her tongue and the texture on her lips. The truth was she loved it all and couldn't get enough when she was in this space.

Still there was a warm stream landing on her breast soaking her already hardened nipple inside her bikini top. Letting the man's now softened dick fall out of her mouth she turned quickly to her right her mouth open in anticipation. Rather than just peeing into her open mouth the man moved forward placing the end of his cock on her tongue to pee directly down her throat. It was more than she could swallow and poured out the sides of her mouth. Michelle reached up taking his member in her hand and aimed his weakening stream on her face and hair. His pee unlike the rest she had tasted that day was pungent, strong, concentrated. Aiming him again into her mouth she swallowed quickly several times and wrapped her lips around him this time not allowing any of his fluids to escape. She looked up at him as she did this; submissive and subservient as she had with Robert. It was as if she was asking him too... 'Am I doing a good job? Am I pleasing you?'

When he was done relieving himself in her gorgeous mouth, and she started cleaning as she had cleaned Robert and the other man, she felt his cock growing in her mouth. Knowing what this meant she held him there, her lips wrapped around the base of his cock, her tongue massaging the underside sucking gently on him. She felt him getting larger and larger.

While his cock was not long, not quite reaching the back of her mouth, it made up for the lack of length with girth. Easily the thickest cock she had ever had in her mouth, she had to open wide to accommodate him. Something in her said 'Wow, I can't believe this. I've never felt anything so unusual and exciting at the same time.'

Michelle started to bob her head back and forth on him. She reached under him first touching his balls which were hanging low, dangling just off of her chin, and then holding them in her hand, hefting their seemingly unsupported weight. It was such a turn on that she felt another orgasm rolling up inside of her. With her other hand she started rubbing herself. She felt his cock getting even larger and then it happened -- both of them came. She felt his balls lift into his scrotum and release themselves and, a moment later she felt his cock surge. Over and over she felt the fluids leave his balls and work their way up through him and into her mouth. Over and over she swallowed but so much cum came from him that she couldn't swallow it all. She reached behind him with the hand she had been rubbing herself with and pulled him towards her impaling her mouth on his cock.

Michelle swallowed again and again but kept him nicely in her mouth not letting go for an instant. She loved the feel of him there - first his growing to his maximum girth in her mouth, then the pulsing as he came, and finally as he grew softer there. She held him there pressing her nose against his pubic hair, her fingers digging into his buttocks.

His cock lay in her mouth filling it as she sucked on it much like a baby would suck on a pacifier. She felt the roughness of his pubic hair on her nose and smelled the aromas of him, the spunk that had been deposited both on her face and in her mouth, and the urine. She enjoyed them all and her mind wandered from one to the other to the other. She stayed there breathing in the aromas holding him in her mouth, her hands still pulling him towards her... and daydreaming. Without thinking she started to rock back and forth on his cock seducing him back to life with her face. Each time his cock nearly exited her mouth she pulled him in again with her fingers digging into his ass and burying her face in his pubic hair.

Occasionally she would stop for a moment suck on the tip of his cock, the bulbous head still amazing her, and used her tongue on his pee slit thinking to herself 'Ohhhh my gosh, ohhhh my God.'

He responded well, growing again in her mouth and, digging his hands into her wet hair, he became urgent and forceful, started to shove his hips backwards and forwards frantically fucking her face. Ahhhhhhh he yelled as he came again. Ahhhhh!!!! He buried himself in her mouth this time his bulbous head pressing into her throat and he emptied himself there. This time she was so deeply buried in his groin that she could hardly breathe. Her eyes and mouth as wide open as they could be. All Michelle could do was hold on, and she did until he was finished with her.

She sat there stunned; he pulled that thick cock out of her mouth and started to pee once more. Michelle looked up at him as he relieved himself on her face and her breasts and when he was done he simply tucked himself back into his bathing shorts, turned round, and left her there, used.

Michelle knelt there for a moment reliving the actions of the last twenty-five/thirty minutes. She smelled every smell of the men who had used her, and then smelled the salt air of the beach around her. She wondered how this could be her, how this could be her life, and how both it excited her and bewildered her. She let that thought drift away, stood up and walked not to the water, not to the beach, but toward the pavilion that they had left.

Doing this was so against her normal nature, but it was so very exciting, that she might get caught with her men's cum (she thought of them now as 'her' men) and pee all over her body made her wet with anticipation. That someone might stop her and start a conversation, and that it would be rude of her not to share the conversation thrilled her. It was one of the rules she had at first objected to but then agreed to abide to with Robert.

But she didn't see anyone on the pathway. The proverbial coast was, in fact, clear. Michelle strode ahead enjoying the feel of the sand giving way beneath her feet with each step. Enjoying the feeling of all the men's fluids on her skin and the smell which wafted toward her nose from her hair as it dried in the coastal wind.

"Michelle!" "Michelle!"

Michelle knew the voice. It had been a while since she'd heard it but it was distinct and she knew it belonged to one of Robert's clients. She couldn't place the voice exactly but she knew that she knew it.

"Michelle!"

She turned to see Thomas jogging in her direction.

'Thomas!' she thought. 'Oh my'. She'd met Thomas some time ago at the Ritz Carlton where she'd had to dance with him when he tapped in on Robert and had taken advantage of her outfit. Michelle had worn a beautiful silver chain attached to her breasts by nipple clamps and had pulled the chain painfully when her jacket opened up accidentally as 'Unchained Melody' played.

Thomas. All 5'6" of him was catching up to her and she stopped to respond to his calling.

"Oh, hi Thomas. What a surprise.'

"Wow, it is you." Thomas replied. "I wasn't sure but the red hair is certainly a dead giveaway." "How are you, Michelle?"

"Life's pretty good Thomas. I can't complain."

Just then Thomas' nose curled up and he sniffed the air raising his head. "What's that smell?" he asked.

"Oh, I'm afraid I got into a bit of seaweed when I was swimming and it's left a distinctive aroma on me. I'm just going to the shower to wash it off."

"Ah. I could use a shower too. Mind if I walk with you?" Thomas really had it in for Michelle and had been dying to see her again after their encounter that one evening.

"Sure, of course." Michelle remembered again the rules that had been set down. She was to acquiesce to any offer from one of Robert's clients and to make them feel comfortable around her.

As they walked Michelle's breasts bounced nicely inside of the bikini top and her flat belly was a sign of how well she kept herself up. At 48 years old, she was still a woman who commanded attention in any room she entered. Michelle had a woman's body, ripe with curves and beckoning in its sensuality. She knew this and the effect she had on both men, and on women (many who were incredibly jealous of her well kept form.)

Thomas chatted with Michelle not so much to really have conversation, but in order to keep looking at her and watch her breasts. When Michelle stopped momentarily and bent over to pick up a seashell, Thomas thought he'd seen the Holy Grail. Her right nipple came completely out of her top and when she stood up she didn't notice it at first only looking down when she saw Thomas' stare centered on the pink bud.

"Oops... I'm sorry. That wasn't very modest of me."

"No problem, Michelle."

By now they'd reached the outdoor showers. Someone had left some shampoo in a bottle there and they were pleased to notice it. The shower had 4 heads to it and the person taking the shower had to pull a chain to get the water started. The stream lasted a few seconds and then shut off stopping the county from wasting water.

This created a bit of a problem for Michelle though. She wanted to wash her hair but couldn't get the water to stay on long enough to get a good lathering.

"Thomas... would you mind helping me wash my hair?" thinking he would pull the cord for her and she could wash her hair herself she was surprised when he said "Of course." and then took the bottle of shampoo and poured a couple of capfuls in his hands.

Michelle started to say something but thought better of it. He was, after all, helping her. So, she raised an arm and pulled the chain, leaned her head backward to soak her hair and then turned around her back to Thomas.

Thomas started washing her hair which was a thick red mane and was actually doing a good job of it. So much so that Michelle felt like she was getting a scalp massage. But then Thomas asked if she would like him to wash her back too.

"Thank you. I'd appreciate that." remembering her place and the rules as well as her promise.

Thomas squirted more of the shampoo on his hands and started to wash Michelle's back. He started at her shoulders and then went down to the top of her bikini bottoms. As he went up again his hands shifted to Michelle's shoulder blades and started to knead them with his thumbs. His fingers reached around Michelle's side to where her breasts were now coming out of the sides of her bikini. Going up and down her sides and Michelle's body not flinching he got bolder and the next time his hands reached the side of her breasts he pushed forward with his fingers and inside of the top. Now groping her breasts from behind, Thomas was in heaven. He kneaded her ample bosom and pinched her nipples while Michelle's knees went weak and she breathed in deeply.

Pleased with his conquest so far, Thomas was getting bolder still. Squirting some more shampoo in his hands he started washing her waist from behind. His hands went round her waist to her belly and then, as Michelle's hand was still in the air holding the chain, he slipped them inside the front of her bikini bottoms.

His joke in bad taste "I guess I'll just have to wash all your hair." his fingers played with the crimson rug that was Michelle's pride. He washed thoroughly inside of her bottoms and reached lower with his right hand and inserted first one finger and then two into her soapy vagina. His other hand slid behind Michelle and slid between her nether cheeks up and down Thomas thoroughly enjoying his moment. Michelle almost unconsciously spread her legs just a little providing him more access. His hand slid down until he reached the bud of her anus and his finger at first played with the opening and then pressed its full length inside of her. Michelle came quickly on his hands and her legs involuntarily gripped him, holding his fingers inside of her.

"Ohhhh." she sighed. Her eyes rolled up in her head and she exhaled deeply. She turned to Thomas and let go of the chain stopping the flow of water soon thereafter. "Thank you."

Recovering from her orgasm, she took a moment to just breathe and then asked "Would you like me to wash your hair for you too?"

"No, no, that won't be necessary." "But there is something I would like." and he reached around Michelle and untied the back of her bikini top first the bottom straps and then the top one and it fell to the ground allowing her ample breasts to hang nicely in front of him. "I'd like a hug."

"Sure." Michelle, who was Thomas' height, raised her arms one over his shoulder and the other below his arm and the two hugged, bare chested.

Thomas pulled Michelle close to him, his one hand around her shoulder too, the other now fondling her rounded bottom and pulling her toward him.

She could feel Thomas' erection underneath the surfer shorts and pressing her leg as they had their hug. "Oh my."

With that Thomas made a slight adjustment in his hug and, as a dancer leads his woman around the dance floor, Michelle knew instinctively what he wanted. His pressure was on her shoulder now encouraging her to lower herself in front of him. And she moved slowly down.

Her face now at belly height Thomas reached down and lowered his trunks exposing a penis that, rock hard, was barely 5" long and no thicker than a normal person's thumb. Michelle stifled a chuckle but went about her work obediently. She licked first the tiny ball sac and, even though his penis was one of the smallest she'd encountered, she still enjoyed the feeling of it as it bounced on her nose and forehead. She sucked his balls into her mouth both at once and rolled them around on her tongue pulling with her cheeks and playing with them like a cat might with a small wad of foil first tickling them and then pressing her lips together and just sucking. Her eyes closed she imagined his watchful eye looking down at her impressed with his new place. He had no idea that she normally looked at him with disdain and only did this because of her promise and, at the moment, she was having her fun.

She reached up and started to stroke his tiny, uncut penis. Using only her thumb and forefinger she stroked it up and down while still rolling his tiny testes in her mouth.

It didn't take long before Thomas grunted and shot his little load on Michelle's forehead. She continued to stroke him for a moment then, let his sac fall out of her mouth. Raising her head she then sucked his deflating dick into her mouth and cleaned him as she had been trained.

Michelle smiled at herself. At this little gesture she provided for him, for all her men. She rolled his little member on her tongue and pulled on him with her lips.

"Have fun?" she asked. Then "Turn around."

Thomas did as Michelle bade turning his back to her.

"Now bend over."

Again he complied holding onto the shower pole to support his weight.

Michelle pulled his right foot out making his feet more than shoulder width apart and reached between his legs and held his now soft penis and sac in her hand massaging his dick softly but firmly with her thumb and fingers while holding the sac with her palm, enjoying the feel thinking to herself something that actually startled her 'He's not much more than a boy.'...

With that she leaned forward and pressed her nose between his butt cheeks and her tongue darted out touching first the bottom of his sac but then trailing upward to his puckered little hole. There she slid her tongue back and forth over it while still working his little package with her hand. Thomas' unit started to harden again and Michelle smiled at herself and him.

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