The Beach

Charlotte felt that she was overworked. She needed a vacation. She knew that she wanted to take a nice week long vacation on a secluded beach somewhere, but where? She had never been to Rio! “Yes, I’ll go to Rio” she said to herself excitedly. She went online and booked a get-a-way to a beach on the southern side of the island. Charlotte could hardly wait until she got to her hidden paradise.

About a week later, she went shopping for a couple of bathing suits and other necessities for her trip. She was looking forward to getting away having some “me time” away from the hustles of everyday life in the big city. As she entered a store that sold “risqué” styled bathing suits, she thought to herself. “I am not going with anyone that will see me in this. And I don’t really want to meet anyone over there, I just want some “me time”. But she decided to buy it anyway. It was a “G-String” styled bikini with the back out. The front had material that just covered her private parts but it was almost sheer. Not quite, but almost.

She woke up Saturday morning and was packed and ready to go. The plane leaves in 3 hours and she had plenty of time. On her way to the airport, she was gleaming with excitement and could hardly wait to lay on the beach. Charlotte’s flight was relaxing and she had a few white wines on the way. After she landed she checked into her hotel. Immediately changed, grab a good book, a big floppy hat to protect her from the sun and headed to the beach. She grabbed a chair and sat under a nice shady tree and relaxed. The waiter came over and asked if she wanted a drink. “Sure” she replied. “What kind do you have or suggest”? How about a Caipirinha said the waiter. “Ok” Charlotte replied..she was game for anything. After about 2 drinks, Charlotte was feeling really good. She noticed a stranger looking at her as he walked by. He was a brother but still he looked like he soaked up some sun in Rio. He walked by a few times and smiled. Charlotte knew he was trying to find a way to introduce himself. She laughed to herself because she thought it was kind of cute. Finally he stopped and spoke. “Hi my name is Alton. What’s yours? “My name is Charlotte”..she replied. Well hi Charlotte..I am from Chicago. I am from Denver she said. After hours of intriguing conversation, Charlotte said she was ready to go back to her hotel room and retire for the evening. Alton walked her to her room and told her goodnight. She went into her room thinking about what a nice afternoon and evening she had. She dosed off to sleep after having dinner hoping that she would run into Alton the next day.

The next morning she awoke refreshed. After having brunch she wanted to go to the beach again and maybe run into Alton. She put on her new “sheer” bathing suit. She opened the door to head out to the beach and there was a note on the floor. It read: Meet me on the other side of the beach, I have something to show you. She could not wait. She got to the location and saw Alton standing there. He said come with me. He took her to a remote location on the beach. He said to her, this little piece of paradise is ours for the day. I paid someone to let us have this for the day privately. Charlotte was speechless. She did not know what to say.

They had fun for hours. Playing in the water and eating fruit on the beach. Charlotte could feel herself falling for him a little. After a frolic in the water, they ran back to the towels that were spread out in the sand under a tree. Alton sat against the tree and Charlotte got daring and sat between his legs and leaned back on his chest. Alton was pleasantly surprised. He liked her too. He did say a world about her bold act..he didn’t want to ruin the moment.

He wrapped his strong arms around her waist and held her. Her hair was blowing in the wind and striking him lightly on his cheek and neck. “It smelled great,” he thought. He moved his hands lightly up and down the sides of her torso. She liked it. He brought his hands around to her back, and up the middle. She swayed side to side to move in unison with his hands. He carefully brought his hands around to her rib cage and up the front of her breast. Her nipples started protruding through the sheer material. His hands were masculine and strong. He rubbed them across her cleavage and then rotated her nipples in his palms. She whimpered like a child. She was scared and hoped no one walked up on them. But she remember he said that the beach was privately theirs for the day, so she tried to relax. His hands moved to a spot on her hips and thighs. As he brought them to “meet in the middle” she spread her legs to accommodate him. He used his right hand to gain control of her right thigh, and started stroking her hairs with his left. She dug her heels into the sand as if to gain momentum or maybe anchor her self for what’s ahead. Alton started to use his fingers to explore her womanhood. Charlotte grabbed Alton’s arms and dug her fingernails in them. He started to massage her special place above her love canal; this drove her wild with passion. In the background she could hear the waves crashing against the rocks nearby. Her hips started to move and she found herself moving them closer to his hand. His fingers entered her tunnel deeply and strongly. She let out a slight moan and bit her bottom lip so that she wouldn’t be too loud. Alton was masterful at pleasing her. His fingers moved in and out and up to the top, then back down and in deeply. As he used his fingers to bring her to a point of no return, she thought to herself “this is going to be the best one ever!” She quickly took her left hand and put it behind her back and grabbed his now stiff love muscle. She released it from it’s confinement of his shorts. Just as much as he stroked her love cannel, she stroked his rock hard member. She thought how much of a handful it was as she stroked it. Her hand almost cramped up, but she continued. She wanted to make him cum when she did. His breathing started to get shallow and they were eager to please each other. Alton started to move his fingers a little faster, and her hips moved a little faster to keep pace. She stroked him harder and faster. Her heart was beating so loud she swore Alton could hear it. She could also feel his heart beat pounding on her back. “Oh my god” she thought hear it comes “9, 8, 7, 6,” her counting was in time with his love strokes. 5,4,3,2 uhhhhhhhhhh. Her body tightened up and her lips quivered like she was sitting on a block of ice in Alaska. She felt a warm, wet sensation on her back and heard Alton moan. She know that’s the moan she wanted to hear. All she could say to herself was “damn”! As she collapsed in exhaustion, Alton removed his fingers from her wet love canal. Then he did something she has never seen a man do ever in her life. He slowly brought his hand up to his mouth and licked his fingers as if he just got through eating a juicy ripe mango. She saw this and almost fainted in passion. So she brought her hand around. It was wet with his love juices…she licked her fingers as well…they both laughed and laid in each others arms….
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