DashDot
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Sea wall
One somewhat memorable time was after drinks at a beach bar on our walk back to the motel I felt a bit wild and kicked my sandals off. Bill ran down to the water line to get them, I ran a bit further ahead and pulled my panties off and tossed them up the beach. Bill ran after those too but told me to be careful, someone might see me. I ran ahead again and started undoing the snaps on my denim dress, though of the fifteen snaps three of the bottom ones were already undone and four of the top too (undone at the bar while shooting pool with several guys).
Bill was a bit miffed but also enjoying the tease, nerves over lust. He kept trying to keep me from going too far. I kept trying to go farther, all the snaps soon were undone. He caught up and tried to do some of them back up but a quick spin while he had one side in his hand and a few steps away pulled the whole thing off my shoulders and away I went heading towards the shadows by the rock jetty a hundred feet or so away.
He outsmarted me by running in the wet sand while I was in the dry and he caught up just shy of the jetty. He tried to get the denim on me while babbling something about people on the roadway but I fought a bit till I slipped and ended up on my knees in front of him. With a sly look up at him I said "Feed me and I"ll cover up." Lust got the better of him and he let me unzip and feast on him. We were in enough shadow that I doubted anyone could see.
It was one of my better bj's, he really couldn't hold out too long before he let loose, some in my throat some on my face, some in my hair and on my boobs. I was a bit of a mess. As I sat back on legs we heard some clapping and whistles. OOPS, it came from the heavy shadows of the sea wall. We were stunned for a few moments till I saw the flame of a lighter and heard a somewhat deep voice say he needed a cigarette after that. I replied that "I could too" which woke Bill out of post cumming induced stupor. He tried to throw the denim over me which I blocked because of the mess he had left over most of my head, face and chest.
As he tried to retrieve it to cover me again a young man stepped from the shadows with a pack of smokes and his lighter lit up, beside him was another guy with a Budweiser in his hand which he was opening. I saw that and my first thought was I could use one of those and asked "Got an extra, I need to rinse" with a laugh.
Poor Bill was trying to cover me while telling me be quiet, bad thing to say to me when I have been doing shots in a bar for undoing some snaps to flash some guys some titty. The run on the beach must have got the shots working overtime. The two boys got to us and gave me the beer and the other actually lit a smoke for me while I chugged and rinsed a bit. As I reached for the cigarette I went into hysterical laughter, Bill was still trying to work the denim over me but had failed to notice that his shorts were around his ankles and he was still dripping from his softening cock. What a sight we were. When I got control again I asked if they had some napkins or something to clean up a bit with. A third guy came from the shadows with a beach towel and told me I could use that.
As I wiped off Bill draped the denim over my shoulders, pulled up his pants and told me I should dress. I reached up to get a hand to stand and as he pulled me up it fell off again to the pleasure of the young guys. The smoker, Jimmy as I found out later after introductions, was a bit smarter than all of us and said we should all get back under the wall where no one can see us. I tried to walk but stumbled a bit and towel boy, Tim, helped steady me and we walked into the shadows. Beer boy was Michael, which we found he preferred over Mikey. Bill picked up everything with some help from Jimmy while the other two pulled some fresh beers from their cooler and passed them out. Once closed I dropped the towel over it and sat because standing was a bit more than I thought I could handle right then.
Bill again draped the denim over my but this time he asked me to cover up a bit so I allowed it to stay over my shoulders, at least for a while, though it slipped off each time I shook hands with them. They enjoyed the view and I was enjoying the showing, Bill started to enjoy it after several good gulps of his beer, and he was actually the first one to pull me up off the cooler to get another one. Jimmy caught the denim that time and replaced it on my shoulders and Michael shook the sand from the towel so I could sit again.
Let me say the night lasted for quite a bit longer and the near 95 humid degrees even on the beach wasn't real conducive to wanting to be dressed. But the things we were chatting about were fun.
One somewhat memorable time was after drinks at a beach bar on our walk back to the motel I felt a bit wild and kicked my sandals off. Bill ran down to the water line to get them, I ran a bit further ahead and pulled my panties off and tossed them up the beach. Bill ran after those too but told me to be careful, someone might see me. I ran ahead again and started undoing the snaps on my denim dress, though of the fifteen snaps three of the bottom ones were already undone and four of the top too (undone at the bar while shooting pool with several guys).
Bill was a bit miffed but also enjoying the tease, nerves over lust. He kept trying to keep me from going too far. I kept trying to go farther, all the snaps soon were undone. He caught up and tried to do some of them back up but a quick spin while he had one side in his hand and a few steps away pulled the whole thing off my shoulders and away I went heading towards the shadows by the rock jetty a hundred feet or so away.
He outsmarted me by running in the wet sand while I was in the dry and he caught up just shy of the jetty. He tried to get the denim on me while babbling something about people on the roadway but I fought a bit till I slipped and ended up on my knees in front of him. With a sly look up at him I said "Feed me and I"ll cover up." Lust got the better of him and he let me unzip and feast on him. We were in enough shadow that I doubted anyone could see.
It was one of my better bj's, he really couldn't hold out too long before he let loose, some in my throat some on my face, some in my hair and on my boobs. I was a bit of a mess. As I sat back on legs we heard some clapping and whistles. OOPS, it came from the heavy shadows of the sea wall. We were stunned for a few moments till I saw the flame of a lighter and heard a somewhat deep voice say he needed a cigarette after that. I replied that "I could too" which woke Bill out of post cumming induced stupor. He tried to throw the denim over me which I blocked because of the mess he had left over most of my head, face and chest.
As he tried to retrieve it to cover me again a young man stepped from the shadows with a pack of smokes and his lighter lit up, beside him was another guy with a Budweiser in his hand which he was opening. I saw that and my first thought was I could use one of those and asked "Got an extra, I need to rinse" with a laugh.
Poor Bill was trying to cover me while telling me be quiet, bad thing to say to me when I have been doing shots in a bar for undoing some snaps to flash some guys some titty. The run on the beach must have got the shots working overtime. The two boys got to us and gave me the beer and the other actually lit a smoke for me while I chugged and rinsed a bit. As I reached for the cigarette I went into hysterical laughter, Bill was still trying to work the denim over me but had failed to notice that his shorts were around his ankles and he was still dripping from his softening cock. What a sight we were. When I got control again I asked if they had some napkins or something to clean up a bit with. A third guy came from the shadows with a beach towel and told me I could use that.
As I wiped off Bill draped the denim over my shoulders, pulled up his pants and told me I should dress. I reached up to get a hand to stand and as he pulled me up it fell off again to the pleasure of the young guys. The smoker, Jimmy as I found out later after introductions, was a bit smarter than all of us and said we should all get back under the wall where no one can see us. I tried to walk but stumbled a bit and towel boy, Tim, helped steady me and we walked into the shadows. Beer boy was Michael, which we found he preferred over Mikey. Bill picked up everything with some help from Jimmy while the other two pulled some fresh beers from their cooler and passed them out. Once closed I dropped the towel over it and sat because standing was a bit more than I thought I could handle right then.
Bill again draped the denim over my but this time he asked me to cover up a bit so I allowed it to stay over my shoulders, at least for a while, though it slipped off each time I shook hands with them. They enjoyed the view and I was enjoying the showing, Bill started to enjoy it after several good gulps of his beer, and he was actually the first one to pull me up off the cooler to get another one. Jimmy caught the denim that time and replaced it on my shoulders and Michael shook the sand from the towel so I could sit again.
Let me say the night lasted for quite a bit longer and the near 95 humid degrees even on the beach wasn't real conducive to wanting to be dressed. But the things we were chatting about were fun.
