The Beach (continued)

Literotic asexstories – The Beach (continued) by DawnR,DawnR
If you haven’t read The Beach in Exhibitionist and Voyeur, you may want to. All references are to people who are over eighteen.

It’s well after one when I get back to our vacation villa. Although I’m starving, I go into the bathroom and quickly use the bidet to flush out whatever is still in there. We don’t have one at home and I hadn’t treated it as more than an object of curiosity, but now I really appreciate it. Trust the French to have thought of this.

I rinse out my bikini, the bottoms which were a little gross, and hang them up to dry. Then I take a quick look at my naked bod. My breasts and butt are a little pink but not sunburned and I rub some ‘After sun’ lotion into them and put on some more SPF all over. Then I go to the fridge and pull out some leftover chicken, bacon, tomato and lettuce and make myself a hearty club sandwich. I also spot an open bottle of rosé wine and pour myself a good glass. My parents aren’t going to notice.

I find a clean beach towel and sit down naked on a stool at the kitchen counter and begin to read while I eat. I’m enjoying this relaxing and just being naked. I should do this more often. I’ve just refilled my glass and think “If Mom comes home now, she’ll have a fit.”

That’s when my phone chirps. It’s a text from mom, “Hope you had a nice morning. We are just having lunch at the club with the couple we played with. We probably won’t be back until a bit later. Have fun, Luv.” It’s accompanied by a smiley face emoji. No worries then, I’ll continue to be nude.

Around two twenty I put on my other bikini. The white one with the thong. I throw my shorts in the wash and pull on a sundress. I pack a bag with the towel, my phone, a hat, some water and my book, put on my sunglasses and head back to the beach, the nude one. Might as well take advantage of the fact my parents aren’t around. They would die if they knew.

As I round the rocks by the lighthouse my phone chirps again.

“We’re going to the beach with our friends, not near you. We’re not going to come and embarrass you. See you sometime after four, I expect.”

The beach is a little more crowded now and there is my guy ‘what’s his name’ sitting with two other guys and a girl. He sees me and beckons me over.

“Hi, I’m not sure I remember your name but I’m Carson and this is Karen, Luke and DJ.”

“I’m Lucy. Mind if I join you,”

They move so there’s space for me to sit down and I pull the sundress over my head and swiftly strip off the bikini. Karen says, “Sharp swimsuit, bitch! ” I nod my thanks. She sounds sort of British.

“So, what we going to do?” she then asks, “Swim or fuck?”

“Holy shit!” I think.

“I vote for fuck,” she continues, “I can swim any time. Why waste some prime male meat.”

“Sounds good to me,” says Carson and the others nod agreement.

“There’s three boys and two of us,” I say to Karen.

“Lord, why do you think God gave us a mouth and an arsehole?” she answers in her rather coarse British accent. “I thought I was going to have to do another three-way until you came along.”

The boys are already picking up their things and heading for the dunes. Karen and I follow, although I’m not sure I’m ready for this.

I see Karen is moving towards DJ. Hardly surprising. he looks like an African version of a Greek god, well muscled, shiny purply black skin and I’ve already noticed a cock that is noticeably bigger than Carson’s. Carson puts a hand on Karen’s shoulder.

“Perhaps Lucy would like to fuck DJ. What do you say, Lucy? I’m sure DJ would oblige.”

DJ grins as he drops into one of the hollows in the dunes. I’m nervous but I’m certainly not going to argue. I can already feel myself getting juicy.

“All right!” concedes Karen. By now she is already kneeling with her legs spread. “You can fuck my arse, Luke, while I suck on Carson. Here’s some lube.” She reaches in her beach bag and hands him a tube of KY.

“I might need some of that,” I say, and Luke opens the tube and squirts a gob into my palm. There’s a lot and I put some in my vag and smear the rest around including a bit in my ‘arse’.

“You can suck me, if you like?” says DJ, standing in front of me. I sink to my knees and reach for his cock as he shuffles forward. I feel the heft of it as I guide it towards my mouth. I open wide and manage to fit the bulbous end in part way but can’t go further. He gives a thrust and its in, but I have a moment of panic as I’m not sure I can breathe. I can but my jaw is really stretched, and I pull off it.

“Sorry,” I say and hold his large hairless balls as I begin to lick him.

“No problem, few except Karen can. She could swallow a Coke can,” he continues in a conversational manner as I stroke and lick him and suck on the top.

“She sounds British.”

“Her dad is, but she grew up here. Her accent is mostly ‘Ted Lasso’.

I’ve watched the show and understand what he means. I glance over at her she seems to have all of Carson’s cock in her mouth and even one of his balls. The other seems so tight to his groin its practically vanished.

DJ continues,” She Is a very gifted girl in unusual ways and has developed her talents accordingly in ways that make her both popular and notorious.”

I see Luke seems to be rubbing himself vigorously. It’s as though he can’t get hard enough.

“Imagine it’s my arse,” says DJ.

“Fuck off!” shouts Luke, but I notice he’s hardened.

He thrust it into Karen’s butt and turns to smirk in triumph.

“He’s still in the closet, at least to himself,” says DJ with a chuckle. Luke is thrusting like a man demented as Karen pushes back against him. She’s released Carson and spits cum from her mouth.

All this time I’ve been licking and rubbing DJ but now I realize I’ve stopped. He is however, despite his conversational style of speech very hard and upright. Maybe not quite as long as Carson, but so much bigger.

DJ lies down and says, “Hop aboard.” I start to straddle him, and he says, “Other way.

I turn so I’m facing him and lower myself. He holds himself firmly upright and guides my pussy into the docking position. He’s huge and I’m stretching just to get the tip in. The lube helps. As I wriggle my way further down, I see Luke has fallen out and Karen turns and begins quite violently masturbating him. Maybe the roughness works because he cums quickly all over her hand. She licks it up and spits,

“No distractions,” says DJ, as I am comfortably seated most of the way down his shaft. I say seated but of course I’m squatting and at his words I try lifting myself up, but I am fairly pegged DJ’s hands are pressing on my butt, but progress is slow.

“This isn’t working,” he says and with great effort he pushes me right up and off. As he grabs me and asks, “Front or back?” as he pushes me into a kneeling position in front of him.

“Do you mean anal? I never tried anal.”

“Then anal it is,” he says, misinterpreting my response. “Don’t worry I’ll be gentle. Someone throw me the lube.”

“Why don’t I protest loudly?” Because I’m lost in thinking, “This morning I lost my virginity and here I am four hours or less later willingly being used by people I don’t even know. What is wrong with me and why am I enjoying it?”

True to his word DJ applies lots of lube and works me with his fingers before trying to insert himself. I’m nervous…I’m fucking scared! As he pushes the tip in, I panic,

“No, please,” I say, “No, really no,” as I feel the head fully in me.

DJ pulls out and pushes into my cunt. He’s definitely thicker than Carson, I’m being stretched more than before, but I’m thinking, “Why did I panic? It wasn’t hurting. Maybe it would have been okay or better than okay?”

What I’m feeling now is definitely better than okay as I push back against his advance. He thrusts in deeper, and I push back hard again until I feel his balls bang against me. He lifts my legs like a wheelbarrow as he begins to slam into me. All I can do Is try to tighten my pelvic muscles and he seems to like that, but he is the one in charge. As he goes harder, I push up with my arms and put my head on the sand. I’m doing a fucking short arm headstand as he fucks me furiously and I feel his cock jerking around deep inside me. I know he’s cuming hard.

Although I’m highly excited I’m far from orgasm. Perhaps one a day is enough. As DJ lowers me to the sand Carson comes over and gets down beside me.

“Are you good for one more?” he asks, and again I’m nodding.

He rolls me on my back and slides into my already stretched pussy. It immediately feels good as he starts to fuck me. I can feel DJ’s cum slopping but it doesn’t seem to bother Carson. Just like this morning he gets his hands below my butt and lifts me onto my shoulders as he fucks me more forcefully. Now I’m feeling little thrills everywhere and the inevitable surge is building to a crest again.

Just for a second I think I hear my mother’s voice, not words, just her voice, and then I’m cuming as the orgasm sweeps through me. Carson has climaxed too and in my inverted position I sense I am awash with their combined cum. As he lowers me. he slides out with an accompanying gush.

“God, that was amazing,” I think, as I swear that I can hear my mother again. I stare around me almost expecting to see her but she’s not there.

Then I swear I hear her voice again and realize it’s a little further away. I crawl out of our hollow across the sand to another hollow nearby and look over the rim.

It is my mother being vigorously fucked by a hunk of a man. She’s on her back and he’s standing holding her legs either side as he ploughs into her. Every now and again she utters some words like, “harder,” or “now,” or just “fuck”. Then I notice my dad who is obviously spent despite the efforts of a lady about their age who is stroking his limp cock.

Despite the stuff flowing from my cunt, I stand up in shock just staring at them. As the hunk roars in ecstasy at his successful conclusion my mother is silently screaming in celebration of her own. And just then we lock eyes. All the blood drains from her flushed face, as she half whispers, “Lucy? Lucy, what are you doing here?”

I know there are going to be lots of confessions and explanations, but I also know that I won’t have to be embarrassed about asking my mom for a morning-after pill.

THE END

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