Without Inhibitions
relax. It was truly the most perfect of places to be.
    I spread out the blanket and folded up my clothes. It was fantastic to be out here, naked and free, not worrying about some creepy guy ogling me. I lay down on my back, opened my legs to the sun and relaxed completely. I didn’t have sunscreen and hoped I wouldn’t get too burned. The last thing I needed was sunstroke.
    I glanced about to see if there was any shade anywhere, a tree or shadow from the dunes, but most of those areas were taken. After a while it became quite hot so I decided to go for a quick swim, keep my body cool.
    I was a bit tipsy from the wine and combined with the sun I found it heavenly in the water as it caressed my warmed flesh. The water swished in and out of my folds as I treaded in the sea. Over my breasts it was like magical fingers lightly drawing over me and focusing on my nipples, tantalizing them until they became hard and erect. The waves soothed and relaxed me.
    As I walked along the sandy shore water dripped off me. I spied an older woman who'd laid her blanket not far from me. She'd put an umbrella up and had it resting on its rim, hiding her from prying eyes. She watched me walking up and smiled as I picked up my towel.
    She was stunning.
    As I dried myself I felt her eyes watching my every move. It titillated me, knowing someone as hot as her found me at all interesting. I took my time and then finally kneeled down on my blanket.
    From the basket I retrieved a small cooler bag and took out some water. I allowed some to trickle down my chin and onto my breast. The cold water caused goose bumps to appear on my skin, even hardening my nipples. I shivered slightly, totally aware of my nudity. Pleased, I lay down on my stomach to relax.
    I allowed the sun to penetrate and warm up my body. Meanwhile I was finding my nudity quite a turn on and the fact that the woman was in such close proximity to me had my pussy throbbing with anticipation. I was imagining her staring at my rump from behind her glasses and I found it difficult then to relax.
    “Would you like some sunscreen?” a voice asked.
    Turning my head I saw it was her, the woman from under the umbrella.
    “Thanks,” I said attempting to roll over.
    She pushed me back. “Allow me,” she said.
    She squeezed the lotion and spread it lavishly over my back and all the way down to the cleft of my arse. My pussy throbbed further as her hands roamed over my buttocks, caressing and rubbing in the cream. She squeezed another amount and it dribbled down the crack of my arse.
    I couldn’t help but gasp as it trickled slowly down.
    “Oh, sorry,” she said as her fingers smeared the lotion into my crack.
    Now I couldn't help but sigh. Her fingers were teasing me as they slipped over my puckered hole. I wondered fleetingly if this sort of behavior would be frowned upon but after another few strokes of her administering the lotion and all other thoughts left me.
    “What about the back of your thighs?” she asked.
    “Yes, please,” I said, loving every second.
    Her fingers rub the lotion in, every inch of my legs, over my calves and even onto the soles of my feet. It was like a massage in a parlor and my body was tingling all over when she finished.
    “Roll over,” she said throatily.
    As I did I shaded my eyes with my hand. She was towering over me, having straddled my waist. Her luscious breasts were swaying as her hands rubbed cream over my arms. Then on to my breasts where she stayed longer than necessary, her pussy lips lightly grazing my skin as she went. Her hands rubbed gently over my abdomen and then just into my mound stopping at my pubic hair.
    I was in heaven, this gorgeous woman was coming on to me and I couldn’t be more flattered.
    “Spread your legs,” she whispered.
    I watched as her long hair fell over her shoulder and down her arm to tantalize my skin as the hairs wisped and swirled over my body electrifying me everywhere they touched.
    Up and down each leg. Then

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