Hat Lady - Harriette Ch. 01

[If you've missed it there is an introduction to this which has already been published.

This was originally written to accompany a series of artistic nude photographs.]

The noontime sun was now casting its intense embrace over the sandy beach where Harriette lay now acclimatising to her inaugural naked outing. She closed her eyes, feeling the gentle breeze caressing her skin, tingling against her exposed nipples as the sound of the waves serenaded her. The sole purpose of her day was creating and exploring a new comfort zone on the naturist beach, but as time passed, her stomach began to growl, demanding sustenance.

Harriette rose from her beach towel and decided to embark on a culinary adventure, wearing noting but sunscreen and a hat she set off in search of a nearby café or food stall. As she strolled along the shoreline, past the naked sun baked forms, the unfamiliar surroundings made her feel like a stranger in this coastal paradise. Her hunger only intensified as she scanned the horizon, searching for any sign of facilities but desperately trying not to accidentally linger her gaze too long lest she look like she was staring at the pervasive nudity.

She must have been looking confused as a friendly couple approached her. They introduced themselves as Sarah and Michael, who were on holiday in the resort for their third time together, they knew it so well. Sarah noticed Harriette's puzzled expression and inquired about her quest for food.

With a warm smile, Sarah began to share a list of resort gems that would satisfy Harriette's hunger. She recommended a quaint beachside café bar that served delectable seafood and refreshing cocktails, in fact they were headed that way, would she like to join them?

They made small talk as they strolled along, each sandy step Harriette settling comfortably with their shared nudity. No instant award erection (which is what she'd feared). She couldn't help but notice that Sarah and Michael made a highly attractive couple. Clearly connected to each other, affectionate, holding hands, a deeply infectious spark. The kind of glow when love shines out from within. They reached the charming beachside café bar, where the scent of grilled seafood and the clinking of glasses filled the air. At the square table looking out onto the ocean Harriette took a seat opposite the view, Sarah opposite Michael, who ordered a refreshing jug of cocktails for them while they pondered their lunch options.

With the afternoon alcohol hitting her empty stomach Harriette's gaze kept on being captivated by Sarah's bare breasts. She'd rarely seen someone with areola as big as her own. She used to be teased about them at school in the changing rooms, yet Sarah was so very confidently out there with hers. Michael, clearly adored his partner and the shared their flirtatious glances as they added to the restaurant chatter.

During the trio's naked lunch together, as they enjoyed their seafood dishes and cool clear cocktails, the conversation flowed effortlessly. Harriette was eager to learn more about Sarah and Michael's lives beyond this coastal paradise. She sipped away as they shared their passion for naturism, art, and marine biology. Michael explaining that they met close by a naturist retreat and he'd initially been drawn to Sarah's vivacious glow, and Harriette could see why. Her naked body was captivating, but even more so her welcoming spirit.

Sarah, with a glint of enthusiasm in her eyes, began to share her love for photography. She'd explained to Michael how recently she'd been specialising in nude portraiture and could he be her muse? The rest of their story was evident.

Michael spoke passionately about how his love for free-diving had led them to a chance encounter on a costal pathway. He'd talked to Sarah describing the feeling of plunging into the depths of the ocean without the encumbrance of scuba gear, feeling weightless and at one with the sea. Michael regaled Harriette with stories of encounters with marine life, from graceful dolphins to sea turtles. His eyes lit up as he recounted his most memorable dives, exploring the entrance of mysterious underwater caves. They had journeyed together the following day on a dive boat where Sarah has spent her time photographing scenes from above while Michael recorded his adventures beneath.

Sarah showed Harriette some of her shots on her phone, first of sea life, then posed portraits of several women. She had a knack for capturing the essence of femininity, teaming with a powerful glow. Harriette was captivated by the vivid images and admired Sarah's talent and passion. Harriette expressed curiosity about her work, would she possibly capture her in all her glory on her first full day of being fully nude? With a warm smile, Sarah agreed enthusiastically.

The next set of images were of Michael, the light shone both off him and from within throughout the photos. Then for a moment Harriette was taken aback at the image she'd scrolled to. It was the first time since she arrived that she'd actually seen an erection. The reflection of light from the drop of moisture at head of his penis was outstanding. She was captivated but fell like she'd invaded their privacy. "Oh, the next set are our favourites!" Sarah exclaimed. Harriette looked, Michael stood with a woman, clearly not Sarah, her lips poised by the droplet. In the next shot that same drop oozing as she's wrapping her breasts around his erection. Next her tongue against his shaft, the following showing a clear string trailing from his tip to her lips. In the next he was posed by her breasts ready to suck her erect nipples. The following shot showed Michael on one nipple and Sarah on the other. Harriette felt her arousal build. "Oh that was a fun shot!" "...although we had to try a few times to get it right, didn't we?" They laughed together. "You actually have the perfect nipples to photograph, they looks so beautiful when aroused." And that was the first time attention had been brought to her heightened state. Harriette was usually slow to stir to any sexual leanings but right now she thought she could feel a wetness building between her legs.

"It's perfectly fine to feel horny here. It's the sun on the skin, it does things to ya!' Sarah explained.

"I feel so wet" Harriette whispered.

Sarah put her phone on to camera mode. "Show me! Capture that raw wetness! Let me see that beauty! Only if you dare."

Emboldened by alcohol Harriett slipped the phone between her open thighs and clicked, shyly bringing the image back to the table top. "Now there is a mysterious cave entrance just waiting for Michael to explore!".

Sarah switched her phone mode "I'd love to video yourself so we can hear and not just see the wetness.".

Harriette's arousal now leaped, especially as she got to see Michael's erection growing underneath the table. "Would you please video that for me but only if you are comfortable doing so?".

Harriette felt an amazing sense of power, she'd never turned a man on like this before.

They were briefly interrupted by the Waiter bringing a new water jug and took further drinks orders.

Their conversation along with the drinks at the beachside café bar continued to flow, especially as they knew the waiter would be back shortly. Sarah's passion for intimate photography took centre stage. She had been sharing more stories of her favourite photo subjects taken by her with the coastline and the sea as the backdrop.

"Abalone on the rocks is probably my ultimate favourite."

"Yes, you got some absolutely outstanding shots from our trip to New Zealand.".

Harriette expressed her excitement about the thought of being photographed totally naked.

"She will make you look like an ultimate Goddess!".

With a warm smile, Sarah agreed enthusiastically and patted her camera bag, which she had brought along just in case inspiration struck. She explained to Harriette that she loved capturing the beauty of nudity on the beach, and she couldn't resist the opportunity to take a portrait of her new friend.

As the Waiter carried their drinks over taking the empty ones away on his tray Harriette was positive she just felt her pussy drip. As he tuned his back she took a paper napkin from the table attempting to covertly dab at her labia to soak up the wetness. She would be mortified if she left a wet spot behind on the seat.

"Stop right there! If you are really that wet then I definitely want to see."

"Sarah enjoys the look of a wet pussy just as much as I do, although she claims it's for artistic reasons." Michael explained.

Sarah passed her unlocked phone on video mode "I've got the best camera.'.

"Of course she does."

Harriette smiled sheepishly as she lowered the phone beneath the table top capturing her aquatic adventure.

"Simply stunning!" was their assessment as they reviewed the video.

Leaving the cafe they moved to a spot where the soft, diffused afternoon sunlight bathed Harriette in a warm, golden glow. Sarah's photographer's eye immediately went to work as she adjusted her camera settings, framing Harriette against the backdrop of the sparkling sea.

Under Sarah's direction Michael helped enhance the shots by gently moving Harriette into the best poses.

As the shutter clicked, Sarah's passion and expertise shone through which revealed the magic she saw through her lens. She knew exactly how to capture Harriette's natural beauty, the fullness of her breasts, the curve of her waist and the roundness of her bottom, and the genuine happiness that had blossomed during their sensually shared time together. Sarah's skilled photography not only revealed Harriette's outward radiance but also the warmth and camaraderie that had developed between the three of them. She hoped things would develop further with their new found friend. They'd not openly told her that they enjoyed participation in "The Lifestyle'. Swinging with Michael aroused her to such a deep level. She adored sharing his rare skills with other women.

With a sexy smile, Sarah began to share that she thought there may be something else that would bring out the very best of Harriette in her images. She recommended a delightful technique that her husband frequently used to settle her models for an ultimately successful photoshoot. A prolonged breast massage.

"Have you ever climaxed before for a breast massage?'

"Is that even possible?"

"It is the way he does it."

"Sarah is a very good assistant, but it will only happen if you'd like us to massage you.".

Harriette reclined face aloft on Michael's beach towel. She expected him to go directly for her nipples, but to her surprise Michael began to apply the suncream to her shoulders, down her arms and up, then down the midline of her body returning to her shoulders each time.

As he knelt working on her she noticed that his penis wasn't erect. The look on his face was pure focus, his hands moving in gentle, caressing motions, a rhythmical pattern which he maintained for what felt like 15 minutes or more. With a soft smile Harriette closed her eyes, savouring the loving touch of Sarah's husband whilst Sarah reviewed the photos she'd taken earlier. Michael felt Harriette's muscles softening as she let the tension melt away, relaxing into his hands. A signal that she was becoming open an receptive to his touch.

The scent of the suncream mingled with the salty sea breeze, creating an intoxicating blend, peppering the air with sensual anticipation which hung unspoken in the moment.

Michael asked if he could move on to incorporating her breasts into the massage, Harriette smiled and nodded "Yes, please!". Once again she was surprised who he avoided her entire nipple, hand swirling and circling around her breasts tissue, strokes from deep into here armpit upwards, around and back down, Continuing a hypnotic pattern for Harriette to drift into a zone of total comfort. Sarah with camera still in hand captured the moment for digital posterity.

Michael cupped her breasts momentarily then continued his strokes down the midline of her body before returning to scoop her large breasts, building the deep energy of desire over the course of 10 minutes, a continuing, gliding touch. He reached for more sun cream but his bottle was empty. Sarah picked up hers and helped him by pumping the thick fragrant lotion over Harriette's breasts. Michael motioned for her to join him and she took one last photo of their hands caressing Harriette's bust before packing her camera away and sitting beside Michael. He placed her hands on Harriette guiding her touch to her nipples, then bringing Harriette's hand up so that both ladies could share in the sensuality.

Michael shifted his position and it was only now that Harriette noticed his penis becoming erect, sexually charged by this shared experience. Harriette had absolutely never been touched like this before but the thrill of being accepted into this beautiful couples' circle of energy sent her arousal through the roof. Her body was now longing to be touched all over by both Sarah and Michael.

The couple began to stimulate her nipples in tandem, ever so gently virtually imperceptible touches, building to the gentlest of squeezes and twist, barely using contact. Minutes ticked by as they held her energy so close to a climax. Harriette could take it no more. She guided Sarah's hand from her breast to between her legs, and as they reached her pubic mound the motion of the energy flow continued to facilitate a one touch climax, folding Harriette's legs together involuntarily and shaking with each orgasmic pulse.

Smiling couple shared an intense loving gaze as they rested their hands on her body, allowing her to revel in the heavenly high. Harriette had certainly explored and expanded her boundaries today.