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This is a work of fiction and is not based on any real individual. It
deals with adult themes and situations. If you are under 18, offended by
adult material or live in a location where such material is illegal
please delete this story and move on.
This story is copyrighted 2006 by Sam Spade (a pen name) and may not be
reproduced except with the express writen consent of the copyright holder.
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At the Beach, Chapter 1
This past Saturday my wife Lynn and I spent the day at the beach. She is
young, cute, well built (36C-24-34) with medium length blond hair. She
loves to tan (Yeah - I know, trouble down the road) and also tends to be
quite modest. That is why what happened Sunday completely blew me away.
The beach we go to is kind of far out, so it isn't that crowded. We
spread out our blanket near the south end, away from the volley ball and
Frisbee players. About one o'clock we headed into the water to cool off.
I noticed this guy up on the beach who really seemed to be checking her
out. He would stare for a while and then walk up the beach. A minute or
two latter he would walk back, stare and then walk down the beach.
On his third or fourth trip past I pointed out that he really seemed to
be checking her out. We were standing waist deep in the water at the
time so the guy couldn't see the bottom of her two piece. "he'll be
disappointed" she said "when he finds out I'm not wearing a thong."
"You could be!" I teased as I slipped my arms around her and hugged her
to me.
"Oh really." She replied. "and how could that be?"
"Like this!" I replied, grabbing the bottom of her suit and lifting it
into a wedgie. My hands cupped her ass, gently squeezing it as I hugged
her to me. All this was happening under the water so our friend on shore
could see none of it.
"Very funny! You really think that's an appropriate look for my me?"
"I Like it."
"OK" she said. She gave me a quick kiss and then turned toward the
beach. She started walking through the water toward the beach. I stood
there watching her back . As she got closer to the shore the water level
grew lower and I was surprised to see her suit was still pulled up into
a thong look. She was facing the shore walking almost straight toward
her admirer. Because she was approaching him head on, he had no idea
about the condition of the back of her suit.
I still figured that she planned to pull it back into position. I was
wrong. She walked out of the water and continued right at her "friend".
I couldn't be certain, but as she reached him it looked like they said
something to each other. She seemed to stop for a minute in front of him
before continuing up the beach to our blanket.
The guy turned and watched her as she walked up the beach. At the
blanket she bent over and slowly picked up her towel. She bent from the
waist and seemed to be deliberately showing her ass to this stranger. I
was just staring, still out in the ocean. I couldn't be certain, but
just before she stood up it looked like she gave her rear a little shake.
This woke me up and I started heading toward shore as fast as possible.
Her admirer just stood there flatfooted as I practically ran out of
the water. My presence seemed to bring him back to reality. He started
walking away as I continued up to the blanket.
"I can't believe you walked past that guy with you ass out like that."
"It was your idea. You pulled it up, I just left it there. Now dry off
and come put some sunscreen on my back."
I didn't know what to say. I stood there with my mouth hanging open
while my wife calmly lowered herself to the blanket and stretched out
face down. I didn't know what to do. I picked up my towel and dried off
and then knelt down next to her. I took the sunscreen and squeezed some
into my hand.
As I looked down, I realized her suit was still pulled up into a thong.
Without a word I started to rub the lotion onto her bare, white cheeks.
She didn't say a word, just moaned softly. I moved up to her back,
undoing the straps from her top so there would be no tan lines.
We both lay there stretched out on our blanket soaking up the rays. I
kind of dozed. I woke and slowly opened my eyes into the bright
sunlight. Looking through slitted eyes I saw my wife's admirer walking
by about four feet from our blanket.
"Time to turn over." I mumbled to my wife. I turned over on my side,
looking at her. She started to role away from me. This lifted her near
side. Because her top was undone this started to expose her nearest breast.
"Just a second." I gulped and reached out to stop her role. My comment
had the unintended consequence of attracting the attention of her
"friend". Ort of the corner of my eye I saw him turn back . I am almost
sure he saw her tit before I moved over next to her and blocked the view.
I kissed her lightly on the lips and then moved my lips to her ear.
"Your top isn't on." I whispered. "You almost showed everyone your tits."
"Hey! Your the one who said to turn over. I was just lying there almost
asleep." Lynn whispered back. She then started to kiss me hard on the
lips. Her lips opened and her tongue wiggled between my teeth and
started exploring my mouth. I felt her bare breasts against my chest
and it felt very good.
Lynn was now laying half on top of me kissing me hard. Then her hand
moved across my stomach and came to rest on my penis. She slowly
started rubbing me through my swim suit. Her gentle rubbing combined
with the feel of her hard nipples pressing into me began to have an
effect. As I'm sure she realized, my penis was growing longer and harder.
She broke the kiss, moving her head next to mine. "I want you!" She
whispered.
By her moving, Lynn was no longer bloking my view and I realized the
pervert was about eight feet away staring at us. "We have company. That
guy is over to my side, watching us."
"What's the matter? Afraid he might see my boobs?"
"I think he did when you started to role over."
"Then its nothing new so don't worry." Her hand squeesed my hard. I
realized that guy was watching as my wife played with my penis. I was
embarassed, but also very, very excited.
Lynn shifted again, lifting herself fully onto my chest. As she did so,
she lifted up and her breasts swung free. Her hand moved off of my penis
and I realized that the guy had had a complete view of her sweet tits.
Again we kissed and then her lips moved next to my ear. "Let's go home.
I want you to fuck me." She whispered. Her legs now straddled me and I
could feel her warmth as she ground herself agains my cock.
I was shocked. Lynn never spoke or acted this way. "Let's GO!"
Lynn stretched out to our bag and fished out her cover-up. She slipped
it on, again showing her tits to the guy. After it was on, but not
zipped, she again kissed me.
"I love you!" she whispered.
"Why do you keep showing you boobs?"
"Because you like it!" She sat up on my stomach. Her top was closed, but
not zipped. A thin line of flesh showed between her breasts. As she
stood up her top shifted and again her tits popped briefly into view.
She turned her back to me looking past the guy out at the ocean. She
stood there, slowly zipping up her cover-up. The top hung maybe two
inches below her crotch.
She reached under the top and slowly pulled down the bottom of her suit.
She turned around and, bending from the waist, she picked-up her top
from the blanket. Lynn dropped her suit into our open bag. The pervert
stood there eyes rivited to Lynn. She acted like he wasn't even there.
This was something completely new. Lynn always wore her suit home under
her cover-up. I got up and quickly pick-ed up our blanket and other
stuff. We skipped on our flip-flops and headed for the car. I opened the
trunk and dumped in the blanket. Lynn was between our car and the one
next to it.
"Is my shirt in the bag?"
Lynn set the bag down and bent forward to get my shirt. On the beach
when she picked up her suit she was facing me. This time I was behind
her with the same view she had given that guy. And what a view it was. I
saw everywhing. Her bare boobs were visable between her legs. Her Top
hiked up in the back showing her naked ass, more exposed than it had
been in her mock thong. But most amazing, between her parted thighs her
pussy lips were completely visable.
The ride home was the longest 20 minutes of my life. We drove in silence
- I didn't know what to say to her. i couldn't believe she had showed
herself to that guy like some kind of slut. I also didn't understand why
I had a huge hard-on for the entire ride.
We pulled into the garage under our building, parked in our space and
headed for the elevator. In the elevator I found my voice. "I can't
believe you showed yourself to that guy. You let him see all of you. You
deliberatly showed him your ass, your tits and even your pussy."
"Yes, and you loved every minute of it. You were bigger and harder than
I've ever seen you. Having that pevert stare at my naked body turned you
on." We walked down the hall to our apartment. As I fumbled with the
lock. Lynn grabbed the her zipper and pulled it all the way down. The
cover-up swung open and I had a clear view of her naked pussy. Her soft
blond hair formed a gentle triagle.
Lynn shrugged her shoulders and the top slid to the ground. She stood
there in the hall of our apartment house, completely naked. Finally I
got the door open and almost shoved her inside.
"Someone could see you." I stammered.
"Yes, and you'ld love it." She took my hand and led me to the living
room. The blinds were open giving the highrise opposite ours a full
view of our living room. She lay down on the rug, her open legs pointed
at the window.
"Fuck me!" She demanded. I couldn't believe it. my wife was turning into
an exhibitionist slut and all I could do was drop between her legs and
shove my cock into her. It was the wildest fuck of our marraige. Half
way through she rolled me over so she was on top. Her ass was pointed
at the window as she rode up and down on me. I realized she was doing
it so that the other apartment could see her better and see what we were
doing.
I have never been as hard as I was when I realized how she was showing
off. I bucked up into her wildly. Within just a few minutes we both
spasmed as our joint climax drove us tightly together. We lay there
together in a heap. I could not believe what had just happened. Usually
Lynn likes sex in the bedroom, in the dark. We had just fucked in broad
daylight in the living room in front of a floor to ceiling window with
the curtains wide open.
Slowly Lynn stood up. Her back was to the window as she stood over me
with her feet planted on either side of my chest. I stared up into her
freshly fucked pussy watching a large glob of cum slowly ooze out of
her. What was going on. Lynn never let me see her naked with her legs open.
"You like looking at my cunt, don't you? Well I've been reading articles
in my ladies magazines and talking to friends and our sex life is DULL.
We need to spice it up and today was a perfect way to start."
"I didn't know you wanted to be such an exhibitionist slut." I said,
more than a little confused by my wifes new behavior.
"Yes, well I didn't know you enjoyed having other men see my ass, see my
tits and see my cunt. It turns you on when I'm an exhibitionist. Let's
go shower and then you can take me out to Romano's for a nice dinner. "
I just didn't know what to think. After the shower my wife sat naked at
her vanity mirror doing her hair and make-up. I was already dressed by
the time she finished. She walked to her closet and picked out a simple
dress I hadn't seen in a while. It was a sleeveless print, with a double
zipper down the front. One of those that could be opened from the bottom
or the top. To my amazement she pulled the dress on over her head
without bothering with any underwear. She adjusted the bottom zipper
pull so the skirt was open from her knees up to about three inches below
her crotch. The top was then pulled doown to just below her breasts. You
could see a good deal of the side of each breast, but not the nipples.
She slipped on some higher than usual heals and then spun once for me.
"You like? Maybe you'll get lucky tonight."
We walked out of the apartment and headed for the elevator.
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