When I’m at the beach, I’m checking out all the beautiful people from behind my sunglasses, just like everyone else. We all like lying in the sun and window-shopping, don’t we? But sexual opportunity can offer itself at any time.
I’ve been with my boyfriend, Darren, for about six months, and the sex is great, I’m sure you’re glad to hear. But there’s one thing Darren’s not into and I am, which is girl on girl sex. Weird, right? Have you ever met a guy who’s not into watching two girls fucking? He’d be up for a threesome with two girls, so long as they don’t touch or kiss each other, only him. Which is why we’ve not had a threesome, because I can’t promise to keep my hands to myself.
So when Darren and I went to the beach at the weekend, the last thing I expected to be doing was eating pussy. I thought I might be able to coax Darren into fucking me in the sea if the beach wasn’t too crowded, but the sand was awash with bodies by the time we got there. No big deal. I might not get any sex but I’d still have a beach full of beautiful bodies to enjoy.
We were all set up with our sun loungers, a parasol and a cooler of drinks, pretending we were at some exclusive beach club. I was wearing a sexy little bikini and Darren had given me my first cheap thrill of the day by rubbing suntan oil into my body. There were plenty of pretty girls and hot guys around – it wasn’t a case of not knowing where to look, but trying to look everywhere at once.
A group of guys with washboard stomachs were tossing a Frisbee around, while two thirty-something women were standing knee deep in the water and chatting, both of them sexy with heavy breasts and nipples poking out of their damp bikini tops. On the other side of Darren was a couple, the guy rubbing lotion into the girl’s back and massaging her shoulders. I eyed up her fabulous little titties appreciatively.
When I sensed a movement beside me I instinctively turned to look. A cute girl with dark auburn hair and a lovely slender, bronzed body had set up her sun lounger nearby. Her ass was pert and her breasts were small and perky. She stood right in front of me, reaching up to put her hair in a pigtail, and my eyes fixed on the sexy indentations above her hips, leading temptingly down into her bikini panties. I thought about how nice it would feel to slip my fingers into those little grooves.
I watched her slather lotion over her skin, paying special attention to the tops of her thighs. Was she teasing me? She seemed to know I was watching from behind my shades, because she suddenly said, “Hey, could you help me? I’m here on my own and I can’t reach to do my back.”
I pretended to act startled, as if I hadn’t been staring. Naturally I was thrilled; any opportunity to touch another woman’s body after swearing off lesbian sex to please Darren was welcome. It was all perfectly innocent though, as I rubbed some lotion into her back, and we introduced ourselves. Then Patty lay on her lounger and all was quiet between us again; except that every time I turned my head her way I could have sworn she was checking me out.
After awhile Darren went for a swim and Patty asked me to apply more lotion, but her bottle ran out halfway through and I realized mine was finished too. She said there were some aloe plants behind the dunes that we could use. Now I’m no stranger to hidden meanings, and something in her body language told me her suggestion was loaded with intent. As luck would have it, Darren returned just then, dripping wet. I told him we were going looking for aloe, and he gasped, “Get me some,” as he flopped down on the sun lounger.
Baby, it looks more like I’ll be getting me some, I thought…
As we crested the top of the first dune, Patty took my hand. And as soon as we were out of sight of the beach, she turned around and kissed me.
“I’ve been watching you, and I know you’ve been watching me too,” she whispered in my ear, sliding her hands down to my hips. “Come on, let’s find a more private spot.”
She led me further away from the beach, then turned and pulled me close. She was very confident, sliding her hands inside my bikini bottoms to squeeze my buns and pushing her tongue into my mouth. I liked it. I was already pretty turned on just from watching her, and her confession just now had made me really wet.
I pushed my thigh between her legs and slipped the straps of her top down. Patty rubbed her pussy against my thigh as she took her top off, and I stroked and squeezed her breasts and teased her hard nipples with my fingertips. When she pulled away to slide off her bikini panties, then spread her sarong on the sand and sat on it with her legs spread, I didn’t need a second invitation; I peeled off my bikini and knelt between her tanned thighs.
“Lick my pussy,” Patty said, stroking a finger over her shaved slit, teasing open her lips to offer me her clit. Her confidence was a real turn-on. I got down close and ran my tongue tentatively up from her hole to her hood, watching her through my glasses. She tipped back her head, one hand pushing my face harder against her. That reaction told me she was horny as hell. She didn’t want slow, sensual love making, she wanted it fast and dirty. I used my fingers to hold her lips open and plunged my tongue as deep inside her as I could get it, bobbing my head back and forth as I tongue fucked her.
Patty started moaning as her hand came down from my head to grind on her clit. She was bucking against my tongue like she couldn’t get it deep enough. I began to tease her hole, sliding just the tip of one finger in and holding it there.
“Turn over,” I said. “I’ve been watching your ass all day.”
She grinned and turned onto her hands and knees. Wow. In her bikini, lying down, Patty’s ass was amazing; but naked, spread open and on all fours, its perfection made me involuntarily reach for my clit. Her cheeks were dusted with sand, her pussy pink and glistening as I spread her wider and licked her asshole. She rocked back against me, moaning as I cupped her pussy, fingers strumming her clit. When I slipped two into her slippery hole a spasm of pleasure shot through her, so I added a third and rubbed my thumb over her asshole.
I would have gladly finger-banged her, but I didn’t have to. Patty was doing all the work, thrusting back against me, riding my fingers. Watching her writhe and buck on my hand, winding herself up until she came hard, was incredible.
“Oh yeah, I needed that,” she said when she’d come down from her orgasmic cloud. “So what do you need?”
I stood up and pulled her to her feet, finding a tree to lean against. “I need you to kiss me while you finger my pussy.”
Patty’s hand went straight between my legs, rolling my labia between wet digits. “You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?” she said, her face close to mine as she delved two fingers into me. “You want me to finger you nasty?”
I didn’t really know what she meant, but I definitely wanted to find out.
“Yes, do me nasty. I’m a dirty girl and I love it.”
“Turn around then, dirty girl,” Patty commanded.
I did as I was told, leaning against the tree and bending with my ass pushed out. Patty thrust her fingers into me again; they slid in easily as I was so wet.
“Dirty girls get it nasty,” she said and I found out what she meant when she squatted down behind me and licked my asshole, using her free hand to pull my cheeks wider and help her get her tongue deeper inside my ass. I could have easily climaxed from that alone, so when Patty pushed her thumb all the way up my ass I went crazy, my body bucking to ride the penetration.
“Yeah, that’s how you like it. You’re a dirty little slut. Cum for me. Cum on my hand, dirty girl.”
To hear such filthy words from this gorgeous girl pushed me over the edge and she had me cumming within minutes, spanking my ass and pulling my hair just as the orgasmic waves hit.
When we rejoined Darren, he didn’t seem to notice that we had no aloe, and if we were both a bit flushed he probably put it down to the sun. I sunk a beer from the cooler quickly, so when I kissed him, he wouldn’t taste Patty’s pussy juice on my lips.
If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to firstname.lastname@example.org. We don't promise to post it in full, but we will pick out the juiciest bits to share! To see more stories and true confessions, check out our free fiction site, MyErotica.com.