Date: 11/10/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Author: im4real, Source: sexstories.com
Exiting the car, you turn and look around. “No one here today. Good, got the place all to myself” Pulling the snug fitting T-shirt up and over your head you toss it behind the seat. Brushing your hair away from your face, you stretch, lazily, and run your hands across that tight stomach, then up and cup those luscious breasts, still trapped under your skimpy bra “Oh, that water is going to feel SO good.” With that thought foremost in your mind you unbuckle the black leather belt in your Levis and they too join the T in the car. The sand is warm under your feet as you jog across the flat beach leading to the old rock quarry, long ago deserted once it flooded. Looking around again, you see no one. Assured that you are alone, and unobserved; you twist the bra around and unclip it. You hook that over a handy bush and slip the light blue, flowered panties down and off. Those you hang there, like a little flag, your claim on this section of the world. Dipping one foot into the water brings a quick chill, “forgot how cold this cool water is. It might be best if I just take it all at once.” With that you dive in and resurface a few feet further from the shore. Swishing your hair back, you notice that the cool water has make those little nipples stand up like tin soldiers. Just a little tweak each from your thumb sends a shiver of excitement racing up your skin. “Funny how something so cold and uncomfortable can stimulate me so much” you ponder on the strange tricks Mother Nature can ...