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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I live on the south coast, the sunshine coast roughly between Brighton & Eastbourne. As the sun has been out to play often so far this summer I have taken to driving along the coast, finding a quiet spot and going for a little skinny dip.
It's probably the power of the sea, coupled with being nude and sun drenched horny that I can't help but fantasize about a woman joining me in the water. I can picture her getting ready on the stone beach in front of me, as I tread water 100 yards or so away. Wearing sunglasses and a straw hat she lays her towel on the stones, and takes off her beach dress to reveal her bikini clad body.
At first she wanders down to the water to merely stand ankle deep. With her hands on her waist she watches the water line for a while until she gingerly treads further out, eventually stopping before the water reaches her bikini bottoms. The coldness makes her hesitate and breathe in sharply, raising her breasts. The anticipation of the cold water lapping her most sensitive area makes her stop awhile more, her hands begin to wash the water around her waist. As she acclimatizes she pushes on until she falls forward into a light breaststroke.
All this while I remain in my position now about 50 yards from her, still on my back with my head up - my arms moving back and forth to keep me afloat, gazing in her direction. She continues to breaststroke towards me before she turns and adopts the same position as me, on her back, idly fanning her arms to keep her chest near the surface. Every now and again she raising her waist skyward, I catch a fleeting glimpse of her bikini before she lowers again, now I start to feel that she knows I'm watching - she's playing a game.
She skulls towards me slowly - her head turned so I can't see her face she moves backwards towards me. Still wearing the hat and glasses we are now within earshot of each other. Still closer she moves as if unintentionally, but her motive is clear as she turns forward, catches my eye and smiles.
I apologize for being nude, she smiles again, and says nothing of it. She occasionally skinny dips herself. I respond cheekily saying it's a shame for me today isn't one of those days. Without saying anything, she looks away whilst reaching down to her sides. In one swift motion has slid off her bikini bottoms. Now we are almost equal she quips. It's a gorgeous feeling I answer, as she pulls at the strings of her bikini top. As her breasts become free I notice how they stay in position, buoyant in the salty water. What will you do with your bikini now I say, she makes a slight shrug - want to hold them for me while I swim a little? Gladly.
For the next few minutes I watch her swim around, raising her body up so I can see her full nakedness. Entirely captivated I harden in the cold water, wishing she would swim over and take my shaft in hand. For this first encounter though she merely swims over and with another smile takes back her bikini. Another day she says, and I watch her head back to the beach, her ass breaching the water with each stroke.
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