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"Better to wear it when Thom is there than alone, to make sure I'm safe," she convinced herself.

Knock-knock-knock.

When she opened the door, Thom had different swimmers as well, these ones white and blue tie-dye. He was carrying a t-shirt in his hand, as well as sunscreen.

"Better to do this now, before we go."

Sasha took a deep breath. It was true, but she was nervous to be in her room with both of them so undressed, and touching as she kneaded the cream into his broad back. This time she pulled his shorts down two inches to put sunscreen around the waistline. She did all the way around, rubbing into his abdomen as well. Something disappointed her that Thom didn't seem to grow even the smallest tent in his swimmers.

"I like the yellow bikini," he said, undoing the back tie when it was his turn to rub. Sasha didn't hold the front, she let it fall where it may, though it mostly covered her anyway. Thom pulled her bottoms from waist to hips to sunscreen her lower back, before pulling them back up and reaching around for the ties on her top. There wasn't anything they had done wrong, but there was an edge to their mood.

When they walked out, Thom carried a tiny sports sling pack with water, the sunscreen, his t-shirt and Sasha's cover-up. They walked down the hall and stairs in just their swimsuits, picking up towels and heading north on the beach again. Sasha could tell Thom was trying to be polite and not look at her body, it was sweet of him. Apart from her bare ass, she knew the bare sides of her breasts were causing guys to double-take as she passed.

"I should have worn the blue one again," she complained to Thom.

"Why?"

"I feel more naked in this."

"Maybe," Thom smiled. "The top doesn't cover much of your breasts. But hey, your husband bought it right? It's not your fault."

"What's May like?" Sasha asked. "Do you buy her bikinis like this?"

"No," he smiled. "I've given up buying her things to wear. She poo-poos anything I buy, though if she'd seen it first, I know she'd love it."

"So what does she wear to the beach?"

"May doesn't do beach," Thom replied, not expanding. Sasha let the topic be, it was none of her business.

By and by they rounded a small point and came to a straggly beach that was mostly deserted. They thought to stop and swim there. It was private, and not so far they couldn't get back for lunch. But their plan had been to try and find a beach restaurant if they could.

"If we keep going around the next point, there may not be anything. And it'll be a long way back for lunch. Or, it might be something, can't be worse than this desolate beach."

"Keep going," Sasha shrugged. "I don't mind if there's nothing and we have to go back to eat."

"It'll be late."

"It's okay.

Given the privacy of the deserted strip of beach they took the chance to use sunscreen on themselves and each other without prying eyes. Again Sasha felt a little insulted there was no bulge in his pants when she touched him. She knew she was getting wet when he undid her clothes and put sunscreen on her back and around to the edge of her breasts.

"You are super polite not to take advantage," she came out and said.

"Thank you," he nodded.

They had drunk most of their water by the time they reached the next point, it was hot with little wind. It was a relief to see people in the distance.

"With that many people, there must at least be a cafe," Thom said.

As they got closer though, it became more and more apparent there was something unusual. There were lots of people, but no color to them. It was like everyone had the same swimwear.

"They're all wearing the same thing," Sasha said, peering. "Why? Doesn't that seem strange?"

"Oh shit," Thom said. "It's not strange. I know why there's no colorful swimsuits."

"Why?"

"No swimsuits."

"What?" Sasha gasped. "Are you kidding me?"

"How are your eyes?" he teased her. "You can't see that?"

They slowly moved closer.

"Shit," Sasha swore, something she rarely did. "What do we do? Go back?"

"It's a long way. I'm thirsty, if nothing else."

So was Sasha.

"Go and see if we can get some water at least?"

"Oh god," Sasha said, clinging tightly to Thom's arm as they walked on. "Oh my god."

She said it quietly over and over as they reached the edge of the population and started moving through to the buildings they could see further down. There was such a mix of people, from the sublime to the ridiculous. Sasha wanted to make comments but dare not in case someone heard.

Some people frowned at them, especially at Thom with his big long swimmers, as if he'd come to perve on the babes - and there were some gorgeous bodies dotted among the mostly non-gorgeous ones. When they finally made it through to the building they'd seen, they were pleased to find that not only was it a lunch restaurant, but by law patrons were required to at least wear pants to be seated and served.

"Wow," was all Sasha could say, safely back in the world of the clothed.

"Interesting, huh?" Thom smiled.

"Did you know this was here?"

"Ha! Of course not. Have you ever been to one of these before?"

"Of course not! Have you?"

"No."

In reality neither of them were very dressed, but there was a big difference between tiny pants and no pants.

The food was as you'd expect from a beachside cafe, overpriced rubbish, but the ice cold bottles of beer were remarkable. Given how thirsty they'd made themselves, they drank plenty.

"Shall we head back?" Thom suggested after they'd both used the bathroom.

"Hmmm."

Sasha held Thom's hand as they walked along, hoping she wouldn't bump into anyone. As they got to the middle of the crowd, Thom stopped.

"What?" she said.

Thom looked at her.

"Let's do this," he said calmly.

"What?" Sasha quietly shrieked.

"We'll never have a chance like this again."

"What?"

"We'll never be anywhere like this again. Let's do it."

"What?"

"Stop saying 'what'," Thom laughed. "We're surrounded by strangers in a foreign land. Accidentally, here we are. Let's just do it. Once in a lifetime experience right here, staring us in the face. We can't just let it go."

"I can," Sasha said confidently.

"Can what?"

"Let it go!"

"Come on. Don't be chicken. We'll never have a chance like this again."

"Thom, please...."

"Look around. Everyone is doing it, no one is getting hurt. We don't know anyone here. They don't know us. It'll be like it never happened."

Thom put down the towels and his bag.

"You aren't really going to do this?" Sasha begged.

Thom faced her and pulled his swimmers down and off.

"Oh, wow," she said. He was soft but hung low.

"A swim. Come out with me. Just for a few minutes."

Sasha just blinked. Thom was standing right in front of her, naked. And not even the slightest sign he would get hard.

"You're half naked already. Just take it off. We'll go for a swim. Take the chance."

"You seriously want me to undress?"

"Yes."

"In front of you?"

"Not just me...."

"But...."

"But what?"

"It's embarrassing."

"Look around, no one will even notice."

"No...I don't mean that. I mean I don't have hair. Its...bare down there. You can see everything. It's too embarrassing."

"You shave your pussy?"

"Wax."

"All of it?"

Sasha nodded.

"Okay," Thom said, taking a breath. "Let's see it."

"Are you serious?"

"Come on. Take your pants off, we'll run out into the water to cover up."

Sasha looked up and down the beach and shook her head. She reached behind and undid her top. Pulling the top strap over her head, Sasha gave it to Thom. For a moment they stood facing each other. Thom resisted the urge to tell Sasha how great her tits were.

"Come on, that too, then we'll go hide in the water."

Sasha took her pants off and passed them to him. Thom couldn't help but stare. Her bare slit was gorgeous, better than he could have imagined. Sasha had such a nice gap in her thighs, you could see the bumps of her labia between her legs.

"Come on, let's go to the water," he said, cramming their things into his small bag.

"Wait," she said. "Sunscreen."

Thom nodded. That was fair enough. They did themselves, Sasha rubbing her breasts and pussy mound, and Thom covering his penis.

"You've still got white," he said, pointing at her privates. "Rub it in properly."

Once done, they walked side by side over the sand to the water's edge.

"This feels weird," Sasha said. "You and I shouldn't be naked together."

"It's hardly an intimate moment," he said, "It's not just me who's naked with you, all these people are too."

"I should never have taken my hair off."

"You look good like that."

"You think? I look like a little girl."

"Hardly!" Thom laughed. "You look like a sexually active woman."

"Oh, that's even worse."

The water was pleasantly warm around their ankles, calves, knees and thighs as they went deeper in.

"Oh my god," Sasha squealed as the water lapped at her vagina. "Oh shit. That's...."

"Feels good?" Thom smiled.

"It's unusual."

"Kind of nice though, no?"

"Maybe," Sasha conceded.

They walked deeper until the water covered their bottom half. Sasha stood with her arms folded over her tits, feeling relief that she was mostly hidden from view again.

"Okay, we've done it," she suggested. "Is that enough?"

"Don't be a kid. Show me your tits," Thom snapped.

The unexpected rebuke shocked Sasha into putting her arms to her sides.

"You've got great nipples. You shouldn't hide them," Thom stated.

"I think my husband would argue differently," Sasha countered.

Thom grinned at that. "Yes. Possibly. But he's not here, you'll be fine. Don't waste the sunscreen you used on them."

"Ok, that's your concern?"

"Of course."

"And how does staring help?" Sasha queried.

"They're nice tits," Thom simply said.

"Change the topic if you want me to be less embarrassed about showing them to you, will you?"

"Yes! Before coming here, what's the best beach you've ever been to?" Thom switched. From that moment they had a very normal conversation, albeit in anything but normal circumstances.

Back at the beach they sat and lay on the towels. The urgency to escape had dissipated, a new normal set in. Given everyone around them was the same, the only real anxiety was from being naked with each other.

"I do feel naughty," Sasha said. "Like I'm breaking high school rules or something, being here with you, showing you all this."

"Hmmm," Thom pondered. "I don't feel guilty though. We didn't choose to be away from May and Josh. And we didn't know this beach was like this. We've been caught up in happenstance."

"Happenstance," Sasha laughed. "I'm here naked with you by happenstance. I like it."

For time they were silent and Sasha even drifted off, face up. Thom acknowledged the quiet nods of approval some fellows gave as they passed, naturally assuming she was his woman. Thom afforded himself a first deep look at Sasha's body. It was up there with the best he'd seen. It put May to shame. What a lucky bastard Josh was to have landed this. At twenty-four, that body had ten years of dynamite left in it, possibly more.

"What do you think those two are doing today?" Sasha asked, opening her eyes.

"I think they are out on a boat, fishing all day?"

"What do you think they think we're doing?"

"Not this," Thom smiled, leaning on his side, his head on his hand, taking in Sasha's nudity.

"This is not me," she said, turning to face him, staring at his cock as much as he was taking in her breasts.

"Who is it, then?"

"I don't know. I'm having an out-of-body experience."

"I'm glad you left your body behind. It's good to look at."

"You really think so? Guys would go for any naked lady, I think."

"Not any," Thom nodded to an elderly couple walking past.

"Can we go now?" Sasha asked. "Does this count enough as having the experience you think we needed?"

"One more swim," Thom grinned, helping Sasha up and holding her hand as they slowly walked out, like a couple would. They were both more relaxed this time, horsing around, kicking water at each other, throwing sand-mud pies and generally splashing and being childish. When Thom chased her and caught her, Sasha squealed excitedly and tried to karate flip him, but Thom wasn't budging. Something was, though. With his body pushed fully against her back and an arm crossing her bare breast, Thom couldn't help but get the dreaded nude-beach boner.

"Oh my god," Sasha giggled. "Is that your....?"

She pushed her backside against his pelvis, wiggling and confirming there was an erection growing against her bare skin.

"Deep water. Quick," Thom told her. "Cover me."

"How am I meant to do that?" Sasha laughed, standing alongside him so he was shielded one side at least. When the water was just above their knees, Thom dropped his body and half swam to a point where he could stand and be covered. Sasha followed with a big grin, the sight of her breasts jiggling as she walked against the water not solving his erection problem.

"Still?" Sasha teased.

"What are you laughing at?" Thom laughed. "It's the worst thing that could happen at a place like this."

Sasha came in close and looked at it through the water.

"I'm curious why it took so long. I thought you didn't think I was attractive."

"Oh geez," he exclaimed. "You're kidding me, right? I spent so much energy willing myself not to get hard."

"Why?" Sasha grinned up at him, her breasts pushing against his upper arm.

"Can you imagine? If this came up the first time you put sunscreen on me? You'd have thought I was a creep."

"My god! That's funny. I thought you thought I was a kid or something. Didn't like my looks, or my body."

"Well...this is how I really feel."

"So what do we do now?" Sasha laughed. "How long will it last?"

"Oh, I've held it back so long. I think it needs..." Thom stopped mi- sentence.

"What?"

"It's got to come out. Otherwise it will just keep coming back."

"What needs to come out? Your cum?"

"Yeah."

"Oh my god, this is so funny!"

"Stop laughing," Thom chided her.

"What else can I do?" Sasha giggled.

"You could help out!"

"Seriously?" Sasha laughed.

"Here, give me your hand," he said, taking it and bringing it under the water to grip his shaft. "Squeeze tight."

"Geez, you're hard," Sasha exhaled, suddenly serious and holding on tight. "How does it get that hard? It's like a rock."

"Just...pull. Please. Tug."

Sasha looked around to see if anyone could see or notice what they were doing. As slyly as she could she gripped and pulled him, trying to get him to cum quickly.

"Is it working?" Sasha whispered, reaching down to squeeze and knead his balls.

"It's just making me harder."

Sasha tugged his cock faster than before, trying to get Thom to finish. She let him grip her ass and squeeze her breasts to help get him over the edge.

"I think I need your mouth," Thom groaned. "Hand is good...but, I need you to suck."

"How?" Sasha said, looking into the water at her hand pulling up and down his erection. No way was she going to put her whole head underwater to get him in her mouth.

"Okay," Thom panted. "Try this."

Sasha didn't get what was happening when he held her hips and turned her around to face away from him. Even when he reached under to pull his cock between her thighs from behind, she didn't think he would actually do what he did. With his hand gripping her mound he used his fingers to guide his cock tip into her hole, and then hold her pelvis as he thrust upward.

"Oh, this will work," Thom moaned, stroking in and out of her vagina. Sasha didn't know what to do with her hands, holding them awkwardly in the water as Thom pumped her from behind. She was conscious of her breasts jiggling from the fuck, and guys starting to notice and come closer to watch her having sex.

"Cum quickly," Sasha begged.

But just then Thom used his finger to roll around her clit as he humped her, and Sasha's urgency to stop disappeared. Her brain fogged over. She saw a handful of men standing close, watching her, tugging themselves, wishing she wasn't so....

"Oh shit!" Sasha screamed out. Her back arched and her legs spasmed. "Oh shit!"

The attack on her clit and cunt didn't stop, and her orgasm rolled on. Her voice ran away from her. By the time she exhausted her climax, Thom was up her but no longer humping.

"Did you cum?" Sasha panted.

"Yes," he puffed.

He was still hard up her, though, with his hands around gripping her breasts, holding her up. Another guy had come over to watch, making an audience of six.

"Ah, why are you so hard still?"

"Give it a minute, it's going off, I can feel it."

It took almost two minutes for Thom to soften out of her vagina.

"Look at it," Sasha said, amazed at the string of white attached to her pussy, trailing out through the water. "Oh no! Those little fishes are eating it. Can we move?"

Thom took her hand and walked back to the shallows. Sasha came in close and gripped his arm once the water was nearer their calves.

"Thanks for that," Thom smiled, putting his arm around her as they walked. "I'd still be stuck out there if you hadn't let me use you. Are you protected, by the way?"

"I can't believe you'd ask me that question now! Shouldn't you ask that before ejaculating in me?"

"Sorry, I guess I should have. Are you, though?"

"It's okay," Sasha told him. "I have protection."

"That's good."

"It looked weird coming out of me like that. I can't believe those fish eat it."

"Why? Don't you swallow cum?"

Sasha shrugged, "Yes, but that's different. I'm a human, I swallow human sperm. I'm not going to drink fish cum."

Thom laughed. They held hands when they got to the beach, walking over to their gear.

"Bar?" Thom suggested.

"Shower first," Sasha said, needing to wash as much of Thom from inside her as she could before seeing Josh.

They gathered their things, walking naked to the end of the beach, to the point. In the distance they could see a mother with two little ones, the only people on a long deserted beach.

"We'll have to get dressed," Thom said.

"Why is no one in this beach, all on the other?" Sasha pondered, pulling her bikini bottoms back on, then ignoring her own question. "It feels strangely weird to have my pants on."

"You look better without them."

"That's rude!" she said, hitting his arm then doing a spin. "You don't think I look good? Topless is not enough for you?"

"Once you've had croissant, difficult to eat toast."

"You had more than croissant."

"Soufflé?"

"You better put your pants on," Sasha nodded.

"Leave your top off til we're closer?" Thom requested.

"Okay," Sasha said.

As they walked along the quiet beach the family left, replaced by a couple of elderly couples. Sasha left her top off, holding Thom's hand on one side, and waving back to them with the other. It wasn't until they neared their hotel that Sasha put her breasts away.

"Not that this covers a lot," she said tying it up.

"Shall we get a drink?" Thom asked as they went past their hotel pool.

"I really need a warm shower."

"I'll come with you," Thom suggested.

"Hey, I need to wash your gunk out of me, not put more in."

"I won't fuck you, I promise."

"Let's see if you can keep your promise," she challenged him.

To his credit, Thom did. All they did was kiss, tug and finger each other.

"Our first kiss," Sasha said as he softly gripped her ass, rubbed her breast and rolled his tongue over her lips. "After you put semen in me."

"Yes," Thom smiled, "Sorry about that. I'll make it up to you."

They kissed and touched until the steam became oppressive. Out in the room, the new couple rubbed aloe vera into each other's body, seamlessly comfortable in their unplanned nudity.