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 ï>¿Pirate -(TM)s Cove by SoCalAshley

   Going to a nude beach turned me into an exhibitionist.

   Have you ever had a dream where you are about to give a presentation and
realize you are naked?  Most people wake up panicked.  I would wake up,
take off the undergarments I slept in, place my finger in my wet pussy, and
rub it until I came.  In real life, I am a fifth-grade teacher living an
everyday life.  In my fantasy world, I could be naked whenever I wanted,
devoid of repercussions.

   My desire to be nude in public began in 2013.  I turned nineteen, and I
was a first-year student in college.  I attended a college in California,
where the spring weather could be sweltering, and going to nearby beaches
was part of the unofficial curriculum.  When enrolling in this college, I
was unaware that, in addition to the many family-friendly beaches, there
was a clothing-optional beach.  That changed when my roommate, Heather,
invited me to Pirate's Cave without telling me it was a nude beach.

   +++

   It was Memorial Day weekend.  My roommate Heather, and almost everyone
else in my dorms, was going home for the weekend.  That meant I would be
spending three days alone.  Well, not alone.  When I learned Heather was
going home, I arranged for my first boyfriend to visit my dorm room.

   Justin was my high-school boyfriend and my first lover.  After
graduating high school, we applied to different colleges and started seeing
other people.  When he paid me a surprise visit during Thanksgiving break
and rekindled our romance, we agreed to remain friends with benefits.  I
saw Justin again during Christmas break, but we have yet to communicate
beyond a few texts.

   It was Friday afternoon, and I just finished my last class for the week.
Each day the temperature was higher than the day before.  Today it hovered
in the mid-nineties.  Although I wore shorts with no panties and a blouse
without a bra, I felt sticky and clinging.  By the time I reached my dorm
room, I was completely soaked.  I opened the door and was hit in the face
by a blast of hot air.  My room was more sizzling than the outside air.  It
retained heat, and none of the dorm rooms had air conditioning.  Even
worse, the Memorial Day weekend forecast was predicted to be over one
hundred degrees.

   I wasted no time stripping naked.  Heather, raised in a naturist family,
taught me to appreciate how wonderful it felt to take off your clothes when
you returned to your dorm.  She would return from her classes, kick off her
sandals and unbuckle the straps of her dungaree.  Her large breasts and
pussy, covered in dark ginger hair, would appear.  After stripping naked,
Heather would go to her desk and do her homework.  The first time I saw
Heather nude caught me off guard.  It was our first night in the dorms. 
She undressed to go to bed, and all I could do was gaze at her nude body.

   She knew I was checking her out, and she caught me.  She looked into my
eyes and said, "Okay, now it's your turn."

   I hesitated at first, but I did as she asked.  As I undressed, Heather
watched me.  I am five-foot-seven, one hundred twenty pounds, with long
black hair and hazel eyes.  When I turned around and saw her staring at my
body, an unfamiliar feeling swept over me.  I had undressed in front of
girls in high school P.E.  classes, but this was the first time I felt
aroused as someone watched.

   As the semester progressed, Heather stayed naked for lengthy periods. 
Eventually, seeing Heather naked became natural, making it more comfortable
for me to be naked in front of her.  By the beginning of October, we were
always naked in our dorm rooms.  By mid-October, we slept naked and even
had a joint masturbating session.

   Even though I had only been attracted to boys, and the sex I had had
with Justin was terrific, my obsession with Heather continued to grow.  I
became confused because this crush seemed to pop out of nowhere.  I finally
talked to Heather about it, and she explained she grew up with complete
gender acceptance.  In her case, she lost her virginity to a boy, but her
preference was to be with women.  There was one woman in particular. 
Heather and I went to a Halloween party, and I met that woman.  Her name
was Shawna.

   During Thanksgiving break, I decided to act on my Heather infatuation.
That led to a memorable first kiss and my first orgasm from another woman's
lips.  I fell asleep before returning the favor.  I woke up the following
day having no regrets, but I also knew the crush was physical and not
emotional.  I told Heather I wanted to return to being platonic roommates.
She was okay with that; we have been traditional roommates ever since. 
That is, if traditional people are always naked.

   Even with no clothes on, I was miserable in the perspiring heat.  The
only cure was a cold shower.  I walked to my closet and retrieved my
bathroom bag and towel.  Our dorms had two large shared bathrooms on each
floor.  The men's bathroom was at one end of the floor, and the women's
bathroom was at the other.  Knowing the dorms were almost empty, I could
risk leaving my room wearing a towel around me.  I was ready to go when I
heard a knock on my door.  Then, standing behind the door, I cracked it
open, and there was Justin, with a big smile and an overnight bag.

   Before I could say anything, Justin rushed into the room, slammed the
door shut, and said, "I am so glad you texted me.  I've missed you." Then
he noticed I was wearing a towel, and the smile turned into a leer.  "Nice
look.  Do you have anything underneath that?"

   I knew what he had in mind and wanted to shower first, so I replied, "I
was just about to shower just before you burst in."

   "Fabulous.  It was a long drive, and I need one too."

   "Sounds good.  The boy's bathroom is down the hall to your left.  I will
meet you back here when you are done."

   Justin gave me a mischievous look and said, "No, I meant that we could
shower together in the girl's bathroom."

   Of course, I knew what he meant.  The only time I had public sex was
with Justin.  It was on the Fourth of July, and we had sex underneath the
blanket in a park during the fireworks show.  It was dark when the show
started, and we remained under the blanket the entire time.  No one
suspected anything that night, but I still got aroused thinking I could
have been watched.

   "Okay, you wait here, and I will check if the girl's bathroom is empty.
If I'm not back after a couple of minutes, it will mean that you can join
me.  Make certain the door is shut tight.  I have the key."

   It was mid-afternoon, and the bathroom was empty, just as I had hoped. I
walked towards the individual showers, hung the towel over the shower door,
and put the bathroom bag on the soap shelf.  I was naked and leaned in to
turn on the water.  As I was turning the knob, I heard someone enter the
bathroom.  I turned around, hoping it was Justin and not some random girl.
I saw Justin running towards me with just a towel around him.

   Before I could move, Justin wrapped his hands around me.  He started
caressing my chest, and my nipples immediately hardened.  I looked over my
shoulder and said, "Stop, Justin, wait until we get into the shower."

   Justin removed his towel and let it drop to the floor, and he said, "You
are right.  A shower is the right place to fool around."

   I saw that Justin's cock was already hard.  I grabbed his hand, and I
pulled him into the shower.  Then, after closing the door, I reached into
my shower bag, pulled out my shampoo, and asked, "Will you wash my hair?"

   I poured the liquid into his hand and turned around.  Justin stepped up
behind me, and his fingers slowly rubbed the shampoo into my long black
hair.  He first massaged the shampoo into the top of my head.  Justin
caressed my temples with his fingers on either side of my head.  He worked
his hands back to the top of my head and then returned to my temples.  He
pulled my hair away from my face and moved it behind my ears.  The shampoo
flowed down my head as his hands made large, sweeping circles.  Then he
pulled the suds out of my hair.  He continued moving his hands from the top
of my skull down my back.  He finished by sliding soap suds through my hair
in a sensual, frothy motion.

   The water warmed my scalp as he brought my head under the shower spray.
He rinsed my hair and used his hands to remove the shampoo.  Once all the
lather poured down the drain, he held me under the warm water.  My eyes
were shut tight as I concentrated on the water splashing and streaming down
my body.

   Pleased with the job, Justin asked, "Want me to wash your back now?"

   I let out a satisfied sigh.  "Sure, that would be great." So I reached
into my bag and handed Justin my soap and washcloth.

   Justin lathered the cloth, washed my shoulder, and proceeded down my
right arm to my hand, covering me with soap suds.  He repeated this on my
left arm before moving back to my shoulders.  I felt the soft cloth on my
shoulders, releasing all my anxiety.  His fingers kept moving, massaging,
and rubbing, making me inhale and exhale.

   He brought the washcloth down my back, stopping and moving the washcloth
in a circular motion.  Then, moving away from my back, he continued to my
ass.  He placed the washcloth on my ass and used his other hand to spread
my cheeks.  Then, ensuring there was a complete cleansing of the crevice
between the two cheeks, he moved his soapy finger into my anus and inserted
it into my ass up to his second knuckle.

   I screeched loudly.  Justin had never tried that before, and I was not
ready.  I tensed up, and Justin realized my discomfort and continued his
journey toward my feet.  My right leg was washed from the top of my thigh
down to my ankle.  From my other ankle, he worked his way up.  When he
finished, he stood close behind me and positioned my body so the shower
spray washed away all the soap.

   I was in a dream state as Justin touched my shoulders and turned me
around.  He told me to close my eyes as he used the cloth to wash my face
gently.  The aroma of the soap overpowered me as Justin traced my eyes,
nose, and cheekbones.  Then, avoiding my lips, he finished at my chin. 
Then, after placing the washcloth back on the soap dish, he cupped his
hands under the water and rinsed my face clean.

   I opened my eyes and saw Justin looking at my breasts.  Smiling, he took
the soap and slid it between my tits.  He traveled over each breast using
the soap, then concentrated on my nipples.  I felt a tingling sensation as
the soap rubbed the tips of my nipples.  I enjoyed the soap's feel on my
stiff nubs.  I protested when he moved the soap away to wash my stomach.

   My stomach did not get much attention.  Two circular motions over the
abdomen, briefly stopping at my navel before moving on to his ultimate
goal. Beginning at the knee, he moved the soap up my leg to my inner thigh.
Then he stopped and stared at my pussy.  I shaved yesterday in anticipation
of his visit, and he could see my smooth labia.  I opened my legs, and he
inserted his fingers into my soft pussy lips.  I stood there breathing hard
as he slid his fingers in and out.  My body quivered in anticipation.  I
leaned against the shower tile as Justin touched my clit.  Justin moved
forward so the tip of his erect penis rubbed up and down my swollen lips.

   I looked down at Justin's cock.  As I guided him inside me, I heard two
girls on our floor enter the bathroom, talking loudly.  My first thought
was, can I go through with this?  As much as I wanted to, apprehension came
over me.

   "Oh shit," I said to Justin.  "We need to leave here." So I stepped away
from Justin, and his hard dick slipped out.  "Let's walk out of here
together and pretend this happens all the time."

   Justin looked at his throbbing cock and said, "I don't think this will
go away."

   I looked down and said, "Just cover it with the towel the best you can."

   I turned off the water, grabbed my towel from above the door, and
cracked the door open to snatch Justin's towel from the floor.  I handed
Justin his towel, and I wrapped my towel around me.  Justin wrapped the
towel around his waist, trying to hide his erection.  I fully opened the
door, and we stepped out.

   I looked out, and the girls were at the sink brushing their hair.  They
both stopped brushing and stared over their shoulders.  As we walked past
them, they both turned around.  One looked at me and gawked.  The other
girl looked at Justin, then her eyes moved to the towel, and she smiled.  I
could tell that both were in disbelief.  I smiled at the girls and reached
out to grab Justin's hand.  Justin held his towel, looking at the ground
and trying not to stare at his bulge.  When we got inside, our eyes locked,
and I looked at him, wanting to finish what we started before being
interrupted.

   Justin saw the way I looked at him.  He quickly moved up against me,
wrapping his hands around my towel and pressing his mouth against mine.  I
realized as Justin ravished my mouth with his tongue and listened to his
low moans how much I had missed him.  He tasted and explored the warmth of
my mouth with his tongue.  I whimpered from his kiss as his tongue
playfully joined mine.  Justin sighed with delight as he pressed his tongue
deeper into my mouth.  His kiss became hungrier and more demanding as his
mouth devoured mine with determined intensity.  I struggled to remain
standing as he reduced me to a hot heap of desire.

   Justin suddenly pulled away, breathing hard with a wild look in his
eyes. He took a deep breath and exhaled as he started to walk me backward
towards my bed.  I brought my hands to his head and held him as the bed hit
the back of my legs.  I fell backward onto the bed, and Justin fell over on
top of me.  He lifted himself just enough so he could rip my towel away.

   He removed his towel and shifted his weight, sliding against my body. 
My pussy was already wet, hot, and ready.  He pressed his throbbing
erection against me, and I reached for his cock to guide him inside me.  I
let out a loud wail as his long, thick cock entered me, inch by inch.  He
felt good, even better than I remembered.

   As he slowly moved in and out, I lost control.  I pressed my fingers
into his back and continued making low sounds in my throat.  Justin ran his
tongue up my neck and buried his face in my hair, pressing my back against
the bed.  He puffed softly into my neck and let out whimpering moans of
pleasure that sent the most blissful shivers down my spine.

   He brought one hand to my left thigh and up to my belly.  Pressing hard
on my skin, he surrounded one breast, squeezing and pinching hard at my
nipple.  He put pressure on my flesh until I moaned hard against his mouth.
I squirmed beneath him, grinding ecstatically, my nails digging into his
backside.  Justin groaned as my fingernails slid down his back.

   He stared intensely at me in response.  Justin grabbed me without any
warning, taking hold of the backs of my thighs and pulling me in.  He
flipped onto his back and forced my ass into the air.  He grabbed my ass
and plunged his cock deep into me.  I leaned forward, gripped his chest,
and held on for dear life as his cock slammed violently into me.

   Waves of pleasure overwhelmed me as my body peaked towards my climax. 
My breathing became faster, and my heart was pounding in my chest.  I
started panting, trying to draw in deeper breaths.  My abs tightened, and a
warm rush spread through my entire body.

   Then I shouted, "God, yes!  Justin...I'm gonna..."

   Before I finished my sentence, my hips bucked and jerked wildly, my eyes
closed tightly, and I gripped Justin's chest tighter.  I screamed again as
my body shook, and my orgasm spread throughout my body.

   Once I came, Justin gripped my ass much tighter, still thrusting hard
into me, forcing higher cries from my panting lips.  Justin reacted to the
sound of my voice, and he pressed his body against me with a desperate need
to cum.  He clenched his teeth as he continued to thrust below me.

   "Justin..." I moaned as I came for a second time.  That made him tighten
in response as he pumped toward his orgasm.  I knew he would not last much
longer.  He dug his fingers into my thighs as he plunged one last time into
me.  Then he let out a raw scream, and I felt his warm fluid splash against
the walls of my cunt.

   While panting, he let go of my ass, and I collapsed on top of him to
catch my breath.

   I looked down at him and said, "I guess we will need another shower."

   +++++

   My eyes opened, and I felt Justin's butt press against mine.  I looked
over my shoulder, and he was still soundly asleep.  We were both naked.  I
sat up, stretched my arms over my head, and immediately felt the morning
sun cascading through the closed shades.  I looked at my phone and saw it
was only 9:00 AM, and my dorm room was already hot.

   I adjusted my position and stared at Justin.  He looked so sexy, with
the window light shining early morning rays across his face and body. 
Then, I saw his remarkable dick.  He was not fully erect but stiff from
sleep and the dream he must have had.  Watching him brought back images of
last night's erotic adventure.  Caught in the shower.  Wondering why I was
not brave enough to finish what we had started.  Justin's embarrassment as
we walked back to my room.  The sex that was as good as it was last summer.

   Thinking about yesterday, and seeing Justin in my bed this morning, made
me horny again.  I parted my legs and ran my hand up and down my labia,
stopping to slowly insert one finger into my wet pussy.  With my other
hand, I reached down to play with my clit, while Justin slept and dreamed.

   My hand moved from my pussy to my right breast.  My tits were still
sensitive from Justin's squeeze, so I used my fingertip to rub my nipple.
My other hand stroked my clit through the hood.  With one hand on my clit
and the other on my breast, I was breathing hard.  Suddenly, overtaken by
intense pleasure.  My body quivered, sending shockwaves through me.  As I
started to cum, I wanted to wake him and say, "Fuck me, Justin.  Fuck me
faster, don't stop.  Make me cum." But I did not.  I threw my head back and
bucked my hips as spasms of my climax racked my body.

   What a way to start the day.

   I then saw that Justin was moving.  Knowing I must have been watching
him, he looked up at me and said, "Good morning, sweetie." Then he asked,
"Did you just wake up?"

   I just grinned and said, "Yes, just moments ago.  I was watching you and
thinking about yesterday.  Taking a shower together in the girl's bathroom
was daring."

   "It was.  It got me worked up." Justin replied.

   I looked at his cock, harder than it was moments ago, and said, "Is that
what you were dreaming about?"

   Justin chuckled and said, "I was dreaming about having my way with you."

   Then he took complete control and kissed me.  At first, it was a tender
kiss, but then his tongue pressed against my lips, demanding entrance. 
Then, as I opened my mouth, his tongue traced the inside of my lips, which
went further to entwine with my tongue.  In return, I responded by sucking
on his tongue and lips.

   My hands slid down his back as I embraced him firmly against me.  I
liked the feeling of his chest pressing tightly against my boobs.  I also
couldn't resist raking my fingernails on his back.  I enjoyed how his kiss
became more intense as my fingernails dug deeper.

   His hands also slid up and down my back.  Then his fingers tickled up my
sides and moved to try to cup my breast.  I loosened my grip on his back to
allow him full access.  He broke our kiss and used his tongue to titillate
my neck and shoulder.  He continued to swirl his tongue as he moved toward
my breast.  Still sensitive from the orgasm I just had, I let out a loud
moan.

   I moved my hand from his back to his hard dick.  I wrapped my hand on
his swollen cock head and then moved down the shaft towards his balls. 
When I cupped his testicles, I could feel Justin tense up.

   He said, "Ashley, I want to taste you.  I have missed how you taste."

   He grabbed me by the waist and carried me so I could sit at my desk.  I
leaned back on my elbows and gave him full access.  He moved to kneel
between my legs, and I knew I would receive a tongue lashing that only
Justin could give me.  He began by flicking his tongue ever so slowly
around the lips.  Back and forth.  My breath caught with each flick.  He
moved to my clit, and he sucked on the little tip that electrified every
nerve in my body.

   As he encapsulated my clit, he pinched my nipple.  The combination of
his mouth on my clit and his hand on my nipple had me moaning in ecstasy.
His tongue moved toward my pussy entrance.  Then, using his tongue, he
pushed my lips apart, seeking to penetrate deeper into my cunt.  I grabbed
his head and pulled him tight into me, trying to help him drive his tongue
deeper.  His tongue never stayed in one spot.  Instead, it moved from my
pussy back to sucking on my clit, and then returned to my pussy, making me
dripping wet.

   I began trembling and moaning his name over and over.  "Justin!  Justin!
Justin!"

   It got too intense, so I pushed his head away and made him stop.

   Justin looked up at me and grinned.  He moved his jaw and tried to get
his mouth to work.

   Laughing, I asked, "Are you going to be able to eat breakfast?"

   Laughing, he answered, "Yes, but not yet."

   He helped me move from my desk back to the bed and said, "I need to put
my cock in that soaked pussy."

   He sat on the bed, and I stood before him and straddled him.  I gripped
his cock, and rubbed the head of his cock over my clit, then positioned
myself as I sat on his lap.  His cock slid into my cunt, and I rocked
gently, letting my juices coat him before I took all of him in.

   "OhFuck!  Justin!  I love the feeling of your cock stretching me."

   By the intense look on his face, I knew the feeling was mutual.

   When he was totally inside me, I circled my pelvis grinding down on him
while holding onto his shoulders.  I was moving slowly, but I needed him to
cum, so I moved faster.  Justin grabbed my waist and tried to slow me down,
but I wanted him to cum hard, fast, and furious.  We continued at this pace
as I gyrated my hips around and around.

   We were working up a sweat as I rode him.  I felt his cock stretching
and filling me.  I could feel another orgasm building, and as he worked his
cock in and out of me, my hands were kneading and scratching at his back.
To help him cum, I lifted my hips to meet his thrust.

   I moved one hand to my pussy, and I began to stroke my clit, and moments
later, I exploded.  Justin felt my orgasm, grabbed me by my shoulder, and
in one deep thrust, released his cum inside of me.

   "Fuck, Ashley!" He screamed.

   As he continued to cum, he rocked into me, and I had another
mini-orgasm. I came back to Earth and rested on his lap.  My breathing
slowed, and a calm and satisfied sensation flowed over me.  Justin stood
up, and his cock slipped out of my pussy.  I sighed in disappointment.  I
liked the feeling of him inside me.

   Justin was standing over me, looking happy, when I heard our door open.
I turned to watch as Heather walked into our dorm room as if seeing two
naked people were expected.  I wondered if Heather was listening outside
our room and had stepped in when we were done.

   Justin's hand instinctively moved in front of his crotch.  Realizing how
silly that looked, he moved his hand away and sat beside me on the bed. 
Heather glanced at Justin and then at me.  I saw Heather smiling, and I
knew she had heard us.  Her smile turned to confusion.  Not by hearing or
seeing us naked but by wondering who this guy was.

   I wanted to ask Heather how long she was outside our door, but instead
clarified what she was seeing by saying, "Hi, Heather.  This is the Justin
I told you about.  I thought you were staying at your parents' ranch all
weekend, so I invited Justin to visit me."

   Heather replied, "I'm still staying there, but Shawna and I are going to
the beach, and we thought you might want to join us."

   I looked at Justin, who was still traumatized, and asked him, "Justin,
did you bring a swimsuit?"

   Justin recovered and said, "I did pack one in my bag."

   I told Heather, "Since Justin brought a swimsuit, and it's so damn hot
in this room, we would love to go."

   Heather started to say something but instead stopped and said, "That's
awesome.  I'll pick Shawna up and return in about an hour to take us."

   "Perfect, it will give Justin and me time to get an early lunch.  We
haven't had anything to eat yet."

   Heather left, and Justin burst out laughing.  He was thinking good thing
Heather didn't get here any earlier.  I knew better but kept that to
myself.

   This time we went to separate bathrooms to clean up before our beach
adventure.  After getting lunch, Justin put on his swim trunks, and I put
on a new two-piece bikini I had yet to wear.  Justin looked at me and said,
"Ashley, you look hot.  I am sure you are going to get plenty of stares."

   I looked at my phone and saw a text from Heather.  She said to meet her
and Shawna in front of the dorms.  I wore shorts and a top over my bikini,
and Justin had only his swimsuit on.  We both had sandals on our feet. 
After getting our towels, we left the room.  I looked around at our meeting
place but did not see Heather's truck.  Then I saw a convertible and heard
Shawna say, "Hi Ashley, Heather's truck was going to be a tight fit, so we
are taking my car.  Get in."

   Justin and I got in the back seat and left the campus.  The closest
beach was the most popular and was about twenty minutes away.  After
introducing Justin to Shawna, I said, "The beach we are going to is going
to be extremely crowded for Memorial Day weekend."

   Heather replied, "Not where we are going.  Only the locals know about
this beach.  Most students are gone, and the beach shouldn't be too bad."

   I was getting nervous as we got closer to our destination.  About half a
mile before getting to the in-demand beach, we turned west and started
climbing on a steep, narrow road.  It ended at an unpaved parking lot that
was far from any water.  Shawna parked the car, and we all got out.  So
first, I noticed Heather.  Then I saw Shawna.  Neither was wearing bathing
suits under their tops.

   I asked Shawna, "Are there changing rooms at this beach?"

   Shawna looked at Heather and said, "You didn't tell them?"

   A big grin came over Heather's face.  "I was planning to, but I thought
this would be more fun."

   "Tell me what?" I asked.

   Still smiling, Heather replied, "We are heading to Pirate's Cave.  It's
a clothing-optional beach."

   Before I could respond, Justin said, "Cool, I've always wanted to do
that."

   My roommate started walking on a tree-lined path, and Shawna followed
her.  They both had backpacks on their shoulders.  Justin followed Heather
and Shawna, so I did not get a chance to confirm that he wanted to do this.
So, I just said, "I guess we're heading to a nude beach."

   Justin, Heather, and Shawna turned their heads to look at me, and all
said, "A clothing-optional beach."

   I caught up with Justin and held his hand.  My nervous feeling quickly
became apprehension.  Being naked in front of Heather was one thing, but
this felt different.  Then I thought, they said the beach was clothing
optional.  It is unlikely that anyone will force me to be nude.

   The pathway led to an area that overlooked the beach.  We needed to go
down a very narrow and steep trail.  We all got in a single file and walked
down the path.  The path was good in some places but a bit precarious in
others.  It took all my concentration not to fall.  Heather, who was at the
head of the line, stopped and said, "Okay, this is the hard part.  We must
hold on to this rope and go down about ten feet.  Ashley, Justin, give me
your towels and anything else you have in your hands, and I'll put them in
my backpack."

   Heather stuffed the backpack, grabbed the rope, and started climbing
down.  Shawna followed her.  I looked at Justin and thought okay, I can do
this.  So I grabbed the rope and was close to the ground when Heather
reached out and helped the rest away.  Lastly came Justin, and he made it
look easy.

   The beach was more extensive than I had anticipated.  The sand was
smooth, with large rocks between the cliffs and the water.  I was about to
take off my sandals when Heather stopped me and said the sand would be
scorching.  I should wait until we get to our spot.  I looked around, and
clusters of people were all over the beach.  Most of the people were
wearing swimwear, but some women were topless.  There was also a group of
older men who seemed out of place.  They were fully clothed.  As we walked,
I noticed fewer people wearing swimwear.  I wanted Heather to stop, but she
kept walking.

   A few minutes later, we encountered three large rocks.  Heather squeezed
between two rocks, and we all followed.  Once on the other side of the
rocks, I looked around, and it felt like I was on a different beach.  The
beach was more crowded, and almost everyone was topless or nude.  I
wondered if this part of the beach was also clothing-optional.

   Heather saw a small opening in the sand and decided this was the perfect
spot.  We all laid our towels side-by-side, and I looked at our neighbors.
We were between two naked men on one side and a couple on the other.  The
couple next to us was very close, six feet at most.  She was topless, and
he was naked.  They looked in their twenties and wore wedding rings.  The
man saw us, and he was about to start a conversation.  I was uninterested
in conversing with him, so I asked Heather, "Do you and Shawna visit this
beach regularly?"

   Heather replied, "It's our favorite beach.  We usually meet with
friends."

   I responded sarcastically, "Great, I might be seen nude by somebody I
know."

   Heather rolled her eyes as she removed her top and shorts and sat on her
towel.  Even though I'd seen Heather unclothed almost every day, I still
looked forward to seeing Heather naked.  She is about five-foot-four-inches
tall, with chin-length auburn hair.  It was her beautiful face that made
her attractive.  She never wore makeup, which gave her a natural look.  She
was curvy but not fat and flabby.  Her pussy was trimmed but never wholly
shaved.  What I looked forward to most was seeing her boobs.  Easily a size
D with big, round areolas.  Her nipples were dark, and they tipped upward.

   Shawna, who I had only seen naked once, also wasted no time getting
nude. It took her seconds to strip off her clothes and lie face down on her
towel.  Shawna's appearance could not be more different from Heather's. 
Shawna had long, toned legs from working out.  Her tanned skin was light
brown.  Shawna's hair was blonde and long, unlike Heather's short hair and
round face.  Her crotch was hairless and smooth, and her boobs were
slightly smaller than mine, with pierced nipples.

   Shawna looked back up toward Justin, waiting to see what he would do. 
Standing next to me, Justin said, "When in Rome." He lowered his swim
trunks in one pull, and his cock sprang free.  Justin was well endowed, so
although his dick did not stick up like a flagpole, it was noticeably
stirred up at a forty-five-degree angle.  Justin kicked off his trunks and
held his arms at his sides, presenting his nakedness to Heather and Shawna.
They both smiled.

   Justin flattened his towel and proceeded to lie on his stomach.  That
left me there standing, looking at three naked people.  I considered
leaving my bikini on, but then I thought, what the hell, go for it.  Not
wanting to draw attention, I sat on my towel, took off my top, and lowered
my shorts.  My bikini top was next.  I reached behind me and untied the
knot.  I took a deep breath, pushed the top off my shoulders, and let it
drop to the towel.  That was a big step, and I was not ready to take off my
bottoms.  I exhaled slowly and sighed.  My boobs were free, and it felt
good.  I looked over at the two nude guys, and they did not seem
interested. I looked the other way and noticed that the guy sitting with
his wife was watching me.  I was acutely aware that I was being sized up.
My excitement turned into arousal.  Electric pulses swept through my body.
Every nerve tingled, and I felt a powerful rush.

   Shawna also gazed at me.  Shawna gave me the same look she had given me
before.  And just like last time, the nipples on my 32C chest hardened. 
Heather also examined me but for a different reason.  She said to me, "You
need suntan lotion.  You will burn." She reached for her backpack and
handed Justin the tube.

   I lay on my stomach, and Justin squirted a massive dollop on my back. 
His fingers felt wonderful as he worked the lotion into the small of my
back and up to my neck.  Moving his hands quickly to my side, Justin rubbed
the cream on the sides of my breasts.  I could feel his fingers trying to
reach underneath to touch my nipples, but I didn't give him access, so he
moved to my arms and shoulders.  Justin was doing such a fantastic job
spreading the lotion.  It felt like a massage.  His strong hands kneaded
every muscle in my back and shoulders as the warm liquid spread on my back.

   Justin shifted to my legs.  Beginning at my feet, he worked his way up
my legs and to the side of my calves, ensuring he covered all my exposed
skin.  His hands moved higher, and I parted my legs.  He squirted lotion on
my upper thighs and rubbed the cream into my skin.  His hands moved onto my
ass.  At first, he rubbed lotion up to the edge of my bikini bottom, but
then his hands slid underneath my bikini bottom.  He slid the bikini bottom
to the side to expose my ass crack and massaged my all-but-bare ass.  I
sighed as he finished, and my pussy was soaked.

   I finally felt calm and relaxed when I looked at the couple six feet
away.  The woman was reading her book, but the man watched Justin and me
closely.  Instead of losing my tranquility, I felt exhilarated.  Before I
had time to process that I was enjoying being watched, Justin said, "Time
to turn over."

   After turning so my boobs were exposed, Justin got into position to
start at my feet.  He squirted the lotion directly onto both legs.  He
moved to my thighs and back down with one hand on each leg.  Each stroke
moved higher towards my bikini bottom.  I closed my eyes, and my fingers
clutched the towel.  I unwittingly spread my legs as he ran his hands
between them.  His fingers explored the edge of my bikini, moving the
material so I could feel the lotion slide onto my labia.  I brought my hand
over his, indicating it was time to move to another part of my body.

   Justin squirted sunscreen on my stomach and used both hands to coat my
skin.  Then, moving from my stomach, he spread the oil over my arms.  He
soon worked his hands towards my breasts.  I knew it was time to stop him,
but instead, I opened my eyes and once again looked at the couple.  Now
they both watched us.  I made eye contact with the man, and he flashed a
smile.

   Holding eye contact with the couple, I let Justin massage and cup my
tits with his palms.  He lifted his hand and circled my breasts without
touching my nipples.  Then he squirted the lotion directly onto each
nipple. The sudden stimulation made me squirm.  Knowing what Justin would
do next caused me to hold my breath.  Still looking at the couple, I slowly
released the air, and Justin brought his fingers to my nipples and brushes
brushed them, causing them to become stiff.

   I switched from looking at the couple to peering at the man's penis.  It
was hard, and he made no effort to hide it.  My eyes turned to his face,
and I knew he had caught me staring at his penis.  The look he gave me was
full of confidence and was one that an exhibitionist would have.  As I
processed my new feelings, Justin squeezed my breasts again.  He brought
his hands to his side, indicating he was done.

   After Justin finished, I sat up and noticed that the couple had stopped
watching us and returned to reading their books.  I turned to look over at
the two men, and they were staring at Justin.  Wondering why, I discovered
that Justin's cock had shifted from half mast to full mast.  I saw
Heather's and Shawna's grins and knew they had also noticed.

   Alarmed, I said, "Justin, we better get you in some cold water before
the two guys next to us misinterpret why you are so excited."

   As Justin gazed down at his erection, he asked, "You want me to march to
the ocean like this?"

   "Don't worry, I'll be with you, and maybe the guys will look at me
instead of you.  Now let's go into the ocean."

   I stood up, grabbed his hand, and pulled him toward the sea.  As far as
I was concerned, the faster we could get there, the better.  Slowly, we
picked up our pace, running next to each other as the sand became cooler
under our feet.  We reached the ocean just as the wave began to recede. 
The water felt colder than I expected, probably because I was just as
aroused as Justin.

   Justin's stiff dick submerged as we waded into the water.  We were not
deep enough to cover my breasts, and I noticed a man I had not seen before
giving me an admiring smile.  I returned his smile and got the same feeling
between my legs as when the other man observed me while Justin lathered me
with lotion.  I began to imagine the man's dick hardening as he watched me.
Once again, the tingling sensation between my legs was becoming
uncontrolled arousal.  I was ready to put my fingers under my swimsuit when
I heard Justin ask me something.

   I said, "I'm sorry, Justin.  What were you asking?"

   "I asked how long have Heather and Shawna been together."

   "They have been off and on for almost two years.  These last few months,
they have gotten more serious."

   Justin thought about my answer and asked, "Has Shawna ever spent the
night in your dorm room?"

   I'd never told Justin about my crush on Heather, or that Shawna had seen
me nude, so I just answered, "No."

   Justin looked at me, wanting a more detailed answer.  I was deliberating
the best way to tell Justin all that happened between Heather and me when a
big wave knocked me off balance, and I crashed into Justin.  I placed my
arms around him to support myself.  I immediately felt his hard cock
pressed against my bikini bottom.  Obviously, the cold water did not have
the desired effect.

   Justin held me tight, and his erection pressed harder into my pussy.  My
bare tits against his chest.  He hungrily jammed his lips against mine, and
I urgently responded.  His lips tasted salty from the ocean.  Below the
water, Justin found one of the knots from my bikini bottom and untied it.
He pulled the swimsuit away, holding it in his hand.  My pussy was bare,
and Justin's cock was pressed against it.  Justin tried to enter me, but
waves made that impossible.  Also, I glanced around and saw that the man
smiling at me was still there.  Plus, the couple who was watching Justin
apply suntan lotion had decided to take a swim.  They were both walking
into the water, and both were nude.  He was just as hard as before.

   I needed to cum.  I did not care that the man that smiled at me was
nearby.  I did not care that Heather and Shawna were wondering what we were
about to do.  I did not care that the man and woman knew what we were about
to do, and they would watch us.  So I reached down and placed my hand
around Justin's cock.  My other hand grabbed his hand and brought it to my
pussy.  I said, "Just like Thanksgiving, make me cum with your fingers."

   With the waves hammering against us, I touched his cock head and rubbed
his crown with my fingertips.  I looked around, and the man pretended not
to be watching, but I knew he was.  The couple was not only watching but
also grinding against each other.  I wrapped my fingers around the shaft
and stroked faster and more deliberately.  Justin was breathing more
quickly, and his cock swelled around my hand.  I brought my hand back to
his crown, knowing he was close.  Justin tensed up, and he let out a
muffled scream.  Moments later, Justin erupted into the palm of my hand,
and I felt his seed spill through my fingers.  Then, as I removed my hand,
the remaining cum washed into the ocean.

   SoCalAshley 6 Works58 Followers After Justin came, he tried to put his
fingers into my pussy.  As horny as I was, I was not wet, so instead, I
pressed Justin's hand against my vulva.  Then I guided his hand to my clit
and held him there.  Once again, I looked at the couple.  They had stopped
grinding and were watching to see what Justin and I would do.  That was
enough to bring me closer to my orgasm.  Bracing myself with one hand on
his shoulder, I pushed Justin's other hand against my clit and used his
fingertips as a vibrator.  I moved his fingers in a circular motion, and my
breathing suddenly intensified.  I looked at the couple and saw
encouragement in their faces.  They knew how close I was.

   I became obsessed with being observed.  The apprehension I had felt
yesterday when I was in the shower with Justin was gone.  I wanted the
couple to see Justin fingering my pussy.  I moved Justin's fingers faster,
and my body responded by pulsating in a rhythmic motion.  Even though they
could barely see Justin's hand under the water, my expression and the way
my tits bounced left little doubt about what would happen.  One last
rotation against Justin's fingers and I exploded.  Fuck, did I explode!

   I came so hard that I almost lost my balance.  Justin used both hands to
steady me, and I noticed he wasn't holding my bikini bottom.  When Justin
saw my expression, he knew what I was looking for.  He smiled, saying, "I
must have dropped them when I came."

   I wanted to be annoyed, but I had just cum in front of at least three
people, and walking out of the water nude was no longer a big deal.  So I
smiled back at Justin and said, "That's okay.  I will stay nude until we
return to my dorm, but you must buy me a new bikini."

   Justin and I walked out of the water and passed by the voyeuristic
couple.  They were also walking out, and the man winked at me as I passed
him.  I looked down, and this time I deliberately stared at his cock.  I
noticed he was no longer hard, and I winked back at him, and this was the
day I became an exhibitionist.