A Day at the Beach

You are sitting on our beach towel, I can see you from below since I'm already lying on it; the show of your luscious body cladded in the small blue bikini is giving me the shivers. You are mine and I always wonder what I did to deserve such a woman.

You sit near me, kiss me. I kiss you back, trying to fire you up sliding the tip of my tongue between your lips, but you quickly withdraw and lay on the towel, again.

This morning, we agreed to do something special. This is a nudist beach; you once confided in me you'd like to try one. It was long ago, we were probably not older than twenty-five at the time, but I always remember everything you say, my love.

I brought you here, today, because I want us to have fun. We are past forty now, I know you better, I know what you like, I know what to do, I know you are mine and you'll be no matter what.

We are sitting a couple of yards away from the sea; we can hear the waves and feel the scent of the salty water. The sun is already high and hot, but our towel is under the shadow of the palms that encircle us. A slight breeze is caressing your blonde hair.

This is a small beach, protected from unwanted gazes. Only another man is lying here, just a couple of yards from us. He is naked, and I already saw him looking at you. I know you are hot: long golden hair, blue eyes, a bright smile and lips you'd kiss all day. Your body then, is something every single man on earth would want, and probably would pay for. Long thin legs, a firm ass sculpted in the years you spent at the gym, a nice breast made for love. I feel so lucky.

I turn around to face you, lie on my side, and kiss your lips. You have your eyes closed, but you are not sleeping. I know you are feeling excited too, you could not fall asleep now.

I kiss your cheek and then whisper in your ear.

"Amy, you know this is not enough. This is a nudist beach, get naked."

You smile and sit on the towel, without answering me. I pull the back strings of your bikini top and it naturally falls on the towel revealing your tits. I feel the urge to suck them, but I can resist, for your pleasure.

You lie on the towel, again. I can see the man giving quick glances in our directions, trying to get more of you. I feel excited too, I love to show you off, my beautiful wife, I feel even luckier to have you.

"Amy, you should get naked. Take off your bottom too."

You smile again, such a devilish smile, like saying "You know me, little bastard... ", then sit on the towel again.

"Wait."

You stop, and wait for instructions.

"You see that man. He is looking at you, he likes you. And I want you to give him a nice show pulling them off. Be sexy for me, tease him. Stand up."

You look at me, deep in my eyes. You would like to say "no", but your body is yelling "yes". Your breath has gotten a little heavier, I notice it by the way your breast moves up and down.

You stand up, turn around to face me. I watch you: your slender figure, half in the sun, half covered by the palm shadows. The stranger can now see your back. I'm sure he is getting hard; no one could withstand the perfection of your ass.

You smile at me, slide your thumbs between your hips and the side strips of your bikini bottom; pull it down uncovering your ass. You see I'm getting hard too, you smile even more, such a little naughty girl you are sometimes. I like you.

You pull them lower, to your knees, wiggling your body. Then you do something really bold: you bend and push them to your ankles. I see the man behind you watching your ass, I'm sure he can see your little hole and your pussy lips right now: completely exposed to him, and only to him. I'm hard. I would like your lips around my hard cock right now, but I also don't want it, I don't want to spoil the mood.

You lift a little your legs and pull it away. You throw the panties near me, on the towel, before lying again. I see a wet spot in the center of the blue bikini bottom. You were wet already, just waiting for me to play: you know how much I love to feel in command.

I whisper again.

"Your nipples are hard. Do you like this, Amy? Should I check?"

You don't answer, that's nice. You know I'm playing my game too; you know you can trust me. I kiss your lips, your neck, and give a quick fast kiss to your nipple, sucking it between my lips.

"You made him completely hard. He watched you all the time."

You smile again, I notice some goose bumps on your arm; you're shivering in pleasure.

Your first, whispered words: "Please, continue... "

I lie on your side again and caress your body; lightly, your neck, the side of your breast, your stomach. My hand moves to your knee, caresses it, tickles it tracing all the way up to your thighs.

You spread your legs a little, I like the way you make me feel you mine, like this, like telling me "Do what you want to me, I'm only yours".

Now, the man can see you better. I'm sure he is staring at your pussy, my treasure. Your lips still closed, but already leaking with wet juices. I trace them with my fingers, from the bottom, up to your clit, circling my fingertip on it, slowly.

You are breathing harder, completely turned on by the situation.

"The man is still watching you. He is jacking off, moving his hand up and down on his cock. He is polite; he stays there and doesn't disturb us. Shouldn't we pay him off somewhat, Amy"?

Rhetorical question: I slide my finger from your clit lower, between your lips, departing them, pushing my fingertip inside you.

"You are so wet, so horny, showing yourself off to strangers... "

I play with words, I play with you, I'm happy. I spread your lips, so the man can see you better: your pink pussy, your holes, your clit. I know how beautiful you are down there, I remember every inch of you, but for him you are a nice unknown gift to unwrap, today.

He is jacking off quicker now. I slide two fingers inside you, push them deeper, then out, then in again... How much I love to fuck you with my finger, to feel your wet juices, your inner walls adapting to my playing fingertip, you'll never understand.

In and out, in and out; I kiss your nipple eagerly now, suck it, and lick it; it's hard and sensitive. I thrust my fingers inside you faster; I feel your legs trembling and your back arching. You'll soon cum, you always cum quickly when you are so wet, so turned on. And I'll be in heaven with you, enjoying your pleasure.

"Cum with him, Amy."

It's the last push you need. You think of that man, jacking off while watching you getting loved by my fingers. You moan loudly as the orgasm invades your body and mind, I push my fingers deeper inside you and watch the man. He is cumming too, finally, with spurts of sperm hitting his stomach and chest, his fingers.

Your juices are flowing out now, I feel them and I would like to lick them. But I just take my fingers to my mouth and suck them, tasting you.

I kiss your lips. Your eyes still closed, you fall asleep under the shadows of the high palms.

The stranger stands up, takes his robes and goes away, probably feeling embarrassed now, after his orgasm. But he got what he wanted, and you too, my beautiful woman.

As he walks away, I lower my lips on yours. A kiss filled with love.

***

We are lying on the beach now, alone. You are relaxing, your eyes closed, and I admire your lips, your face, and the shape of your breast: your silhouette is so sexy to me.

I still feel very excited of course. I touched you not long ago, slid my fingers inside your wetness, took you to a satisfying orgasm. My fingers still smell of your juices and it arouses me, I lick them to remember your taste.

I continue sliding my fingers on your cheek, up through your blonde hair, tracing your ear and down to your neck, up to your lips that I love so much on me. I feel your breath on my fingertips. I can't tease you too much there, you'd wake up, probably angry and that's the last thing I want.

What I want, indeed, it's waking you up; but slowly, tenderly. As I caress your nude arm from your shoulder down to your hand, while I caress each finger one by one, I hope to become part of your dreams. I want you to wake up, already aware of my presence, of my lust for you.

I see a tentative smile, you are almost awake. I'm probably tickling your arm. I know I should not, but I like the smoothness of your skin too much. Your armpit, so elegant, and down on the side of your chest, caressing your breast, grazing just the edge of it, gently cupping it in a hand to feel its presence, fondling it a little and teasing your nipple between my thumb and index, feeling as it gets hard for me. Each movement drives me crazy; in each and every movement there is so much of you.

The smile grows bigger: you are awake and all mine in a desert beach. Something else has gotten bigger too: I can't resist you anymore; I'm hard. I am too turned on by you, by your naughtiness, your sexiness. Even the way you breathe excites me.

You are awake. My eyes meet yours and I see lust in them. You want me, again, soon.

But then, as you spread your legs and I turn around to lie on you, we hear some steps. A noise of leaves moving: someone is approaching.

I quickly take your hand, stand up and pull you. We run to the sea, giggling, deep into the water, far enough from the shore.

Finally, when the water is a little above our waists, we turn around. A couple has come; they are getting naked and preparing their towels on the sand.

I feel your hand on my cock. You grab it, you feel it's completely hard for you, then kiss me with passion and jack me off. I feel your fingers up and down on my shaft, your thumb teasing my tip. You know me so well, what I like, what I need.

I could cum, I'm sure; I could cum right now in ecstasy, with just your lips on mine and your hand loving me. But you are showing me that devilish smile, again. You are so naughty my Amy, and I love you so much also because of that.

You turn around, facing the beach, and rub your naked ass on my hardness. I feel your hand reaching for it between your legs, soon guiding it between your lips, and then you just push your ass to me, letting my cock slide all the way inside you.

I feel your wetness, you are so turned on for me: it's heaven. I grab your breast under the water, and pull you to me. You begin moving your hips on me, fantastic... I slide in and out of you in such pleasure.

I love your body on mine. Really, I feel intoxicated by your smell, my head spins.

The couple on the beach had realized we are there. They are looking at you; they know what you are doing to me. Indeed, you move up and down in the water and the look on your face says it all. It's pure bliss.

I just lower my hips a little for you as you move your body on me. You lead; I'm there for your pleasure. But I know I'll have mine too, soon. You raise your pace, move faster, up and down on my shaft while I grab your tits and pull you closer to me.

Our rhythm is in tune with the waves, we feel one with the sea. I lift your leg, so I can push my cock all inside of you, deep, the deeper that I can, until I feel your womb squeezing on my tip.

I move too now, in and out, and I can't stop anymore. My cock is so hard, so turned on by everything of you. I tell you that we are not alone, that you can't scream too much when you'll finally cum. But I know you don't care, and indeed I just want to turn you on even more, knowing someone is there, watching us, knowing what you are doing to me.

I feel your breath getting heavier, the back of your head lying on my shoulder as I push my hardness harder inside you. I whisper in your ear:

"I want to cum, I need to cum. And I want to cum inside you, to fill you up, here, in front of them."

You feel my cock throbbing, deep inside you, touching your womb each thrust of my hips towards your ass.

I'm going to cum.

I feel you are close to your orgasm too: I know you; your whole body is shuddering in pleasure, your eyes closed as you savor it. You are so close...

Then I feel your muscles gripping on my cock, squeezing it, rubbing it. Your moans getting louder as you tell me your orgasm is there. I push it deeper and you finally feel me cumming inside you: a hot flow of juice filling your womb, your pussy, spurt after spurt you feel all my desire for you.

I push my hips against you and keep it all the way in, just for a while, enjoying your body squeezing my sensitive tip, enjoying your pleasure too as I feel your breath calming down.

Then I slide it out, release my grip on your breast. I was probably squeezing it too much but I'm sure you didn't notice. You stumble a step ahead, turn around, hug and kiss me with such passion my head spins again, for you, as always.

From above your shoulder I can see the couple, watching us. They enjoyed it too, I'm sure.

But you are only mine: my beautiful wife.