By Louetta

At the beach on a nice hot day.


I woke up at 6AM, wolfed down some turkey bacon and drove to the
beach. It was already seventy-five degrees or so and it wasn't
even seven. Clad in my little white bikini, barefoot, I ran the
mile and one half to the jetty and sat down among the rocks. I
love white suits, get them wet and you can see everything.

Since there were few people around and I was half hidden among
the rocks I untied my top and caught a few rays on my bare tits.
Some girls sunbathe topless right on the beach but I don't. My
tits are mine so I don't give them away except to boyfriends and
the people I do scenes with. I just sat there and contemplated my
future, my immediate future, like the rest of the this sunny day.
My tits liked the sun. It also seemed they knew they were going
to spend much of the rest of the day bare.

After a few minutes of feeling the warmth of the sun against my
nearly nude body I knew I had to get off. I slipped my hand down
the front of my bikini bottoms only to take it right back out
when two fishermen came up behind me and started walking out the
jetty. They were like six feet from me. I sat up quick and
squeezed my bare tits tight against my knees to try to maintain
some shred of dignity as they went by.

They went about their business and soon I was alone again. My
trusty right hand found its way into my pants again and for
nearly an hour I was in heaven. After I finished I just sat there
enjoying the sun and the water and the little breeze there was.

Finally I stood up. I didn't pull my top up until one of the
fishermen spotted me standing there. I wanted them to spot me.
They looked at me, I looked at them. I have nice tits, really.
Not that big but I enjoy showing them off. After a few seconds I
pulled the loose strings of my top up under my hair, tied it and
started running back down the beach.

louetta_keene@yahoo.com

