0 comments/ 12065 views/ 0 favorites Encounter on the Beach By: minnie179 "I hate my life sometimes," I thought to myself. Here I am, an independent well-educated woman with my life on track and yet, I cannot find someone to share the simplest things with. And in my more frustrated moments, the horniest things with. Who sits on a beach, in a romantic getaway, alone for vacation? Well that would be me. I had to get away from the stress of everyday life. After a couple of years of going full throttle and burning the candle at all possible ends (and some that weren't possible), I had to take sometime for myself. Left the roommate at home to ponder his new relationship (translated into – getting jiggy with his lady) and I came to a romantic little beach to veg out. The moon is out, the water is almost calm, the breeze is comfy, and night is balmy. The time to regroup and think about life is good – during the day that is. It's the nights that always get me. Curling into that lonely big bed all by myself night after night is getting old. I am in the prime of my life...I do not think 30 is old like I did when I was 15. I should be living it up and celebrating my accomplishments but nope, I am moping on the beach. Wonder if the Hotel has a thing against sleeping on the beach because I do not think I could handle that king size bed tonight. I can hear the laughter and the music from the pool area (why they have a pool here, I will never know – the ocean is right there and you can see to the bottom for miles). I was one of the partygoers a couple hours ago but it seems the party has just started hopping. I hope they don't start moving this way. It would further depress me to have to watch couples getting all cuddly on my beach. Yeah, I have claimed this spot of heaven as mine. No trespassers allowed. Well, hello...who is that walking alone? His shirt is flowing in the breeze, his pants are rolled up to mid-calf (wow, what big muscles you have), and he is, wait, oh how fun, he is laughing and playing dodge with the waves. Oops, he heard me giggle. I don't think he knew someone else was out here and is a bit embarrassed to be caught in an unguarded moment of freedom. Or, I am just thinking that cause I would be. That is not the look of a man embarrassed, that is the look of intrigue and he is heading this way. My, my, my, wonder what sharing my beach will get me tonight? "Excuse me, is this spot taken?" says the sexiest voice I have heard. So natch, I replied, "nope, take a load off handsome..." well okay, that's what I wanted to say. All I managed was a shake of the head. He grinned and sat down anyway and just looked out over the ocean for a while. I am not sure how long we sat there without saying a word, lost in our own thoughts while sharing a bit of moon, ocean, and sand. I never forgot he was there, his scent, his heat, his everything, would never allow that. I kept glancing sideways at him, taking in his profile, his lips, his neck, his chest, his legs, his arms, and even his feet. Who knew feet covered in sand could be so sexy? Ut oh, he caught me ogling. Damn this blush, do I have to do it all the time, can't I, for once, be calm cool collected and sexy? No, I have to blush and giggle like a schoolgirl with her first crush. Grrrrr. Oh wait, um, short circuit time, he has turned my chin back to him and is looking into my eyes. Um, um, what to do...well, hell, just look back silly and pray the insecure thoughts are not being broadcasted but that the "hey baby, lets get naked on the beach" thoughts are coming across in bright neon lights. Wowza, clear blue eyes...who knew they could catch fire like that in the night? Damn, I turned away again in embarrassment. What does this man think of me? Okay, take a deep breath and say something smart and sexy..." so, come here often?" Oh dipshit, not that line, please tell me you just did not utter that line to this hunk of man? Oh wait, he liked it that I made the first move to talk. There may be hope for me yet. Open the floodgates; here comes a night of conversation. And we did, we talked until the sun came up over the water. We talked about anything and nothing, just enjoying the company and the atmosphere. We laughed at the drunks stumbling down the beach; we watched the lovers chicken out of trying to skinny dip, we heard the party end upstairs, and watched the hotel staff set up the beach for the sunbathers and water junkies. I have never felt so alive and comfortable before. And to think, he lives in the same area of the state as me. Who knows what will come of this later down the road? If the beach spirits are with me, maybe this could be the one. Maybe my nights alone are over...oh, hell, I need sleep if this is what I am thinking after a few hours of talking. And I must look like hell too, time to make a hasty retreat and put myself back together. Now, how do I gracefully exit with an invitation to do more later? Oh my gosh, he beat me to it. He has offered to escort me to my room and then wants to take me to lunch to this seafood place all the locals talk about. I think I am floating – now, lets just make it to the room without tripping. Now is not the time for usual clumsy antics to happen. Whew, inside the room with a kiss that I think I will feel forever granted it was on my forehead but hey, a kiss is a kiss. Snooze time!! MMM, someone forgot to turn her hormones off during her nap and the alarm went off just at the good part of that dream. Wonder if you can do that move in real life? Sure would be fun...oh shit, get up and get in the shower girly, you have 20 minutes to be ready – fantasize later. Oh, where is the ankle bracelet? There it is, ok...quick look at everything to make sure we are covered and tucked and nothing we don't want showing is showing and everything we do want showing is very politely displayed. Show time! Good banter, nice exchange of laughter, and he likes my occasional smartass comments. This is getting better and better. Not to mention, the ass on this man is to die for and that chest, oomph, damn. I was to busy admiring him to realize he had stopped walking and turned. But, hey, impromptu hug and full body contact, add a little eyelash flutter and a little extra slow slide of the hand as we move apart, and bingo...interest in the eyes of the hunk (and might I say to myself, there was some interest blooming elsewhere on him too and what a mighty big interest at that). Lunch was superb, company exquisite, and I was my charming endearing self. We talked more about our lives, about our dreams, about broken hearts, and hope for the "one" to come in and save us someday. Okay, my turn to offer up something to do and since I am still trying to show him that I am not some beach bunny, lets see, ah, there we go, video arcade time baby. Lets see how he does when I kick his but at this game. Another few hours of laughs, casual touches that have moved to caresses, and sweet kisses that keep getting longer each time our lips meet. Man, what this man can do with a pair of lips and a set of hands. I may just have to be the aggressor for once in my life and jump him. Hey wait a minute, there is a movie on TV tonight that we both said we have wanted to see and room service has a special meal going on...LIGHT BULB! Alright, food is ordered, movie is queued, balcony doors are open, lotion is on, sexy lingerie is strategically placed on the body, all the girly things are put up, chairs are arranged so he doesn't think I am looking for immediate bed bouncing, and viola, he knocks. Calm the nerves, wait a minute – don't want to seem anxious, ok, open the door, smile, gasp at the flowers, kiss the lips thank you and hello, invite in, bury nose in flowers to smell and regroup, set flowers down, deep breath, jump, oh he snuck up on me. MMM, just go with the arms holding you and the lips kissing your neck and the voice whispering that you smell good. Let him lead you to the...CHAIR...ok, well, eat first...understandable, gonna need strength. The movie is over? When did it start? Oh somewhere between room service and the feasting, I mean, feeding each other. Once I sat in his lap, everything else just faded away. But I can tell that he is mighty happy to have me sitting here feeding him chocolate covered fruit and I am more than happy to have him suck on my fingers that way. It just goes straight to my womanly parts that are way past dewy that is for sure. Oh, giggle, he picked me up and carried me to the bed. I can only watch as he fans out my hair, lightly caresses my face and neck, oh my, eyes close when he comes in to kiss where he has touched. My forehead, my eyes, my nose, my cheek, my jaw, my ears, my neck, oh yeah, that spot right there...ooooo, I just love it when he flicks his tongue out to taste me like that but if he does not kiss me properly soon...mmm, yeah, tongue duel...chocolate and champagne, is there anything sexier than that when combined with the taste of this man? His hands move down my body, cupping my breasts, finding my hard nipples, caressing my hips, oh wait, that is so he can pull the dress up and rub my legs. He moves down and begins to kiss his way up my legs. Who knew the back of a knee was so erotic? He lightly runs his fingernails down my inner thighs and back up and begins to play with the lace of my panties. He groans when he catches his first smell of me and feels the dampness. He pauses a moment to regain control, I can see the struggle in the way his muscles bunch and he closes his eyes. But control is not what I want right now. I sit up and take my dress off while rolling him over on his back. (note to self – way to go, never knew you had it in ya girly). I begin to caress and kiss my way down his body, removing his clothes has I go. I stop to play with each nipple and to taste his neck and chest. I tease him by running first my fingers and then my tongue around the waist of his pants. Then I bury my nose and inhale his musky sensual scent making sure to breath heavily on his erection through his pants. His hips jump and he grabs me by the shoulders and hauls me up his body. We begin to hurriedly take our clothes off and the first full nude contact takes our breaths away. We calm down enough to savor the moment before ferociously tasting each other's mouths. Our hands are everywhere at once but it's not enough. He moves down and buries his mouth in my pussy. He laps it up, plunders me with his tongue and then his fingers, he finds all the right spots and knows just how to touch them to make me quiver, quake and finally come apart at the seems. He slides up to watch my climax and I pull him down to share the flavor of my juices. I slowly clean up his face and move down to take him into my mouth. The Precum is flowing and I flick my tongue to take it in. Then I suck and lick his cock and balls until he is almost there then I stop, grab the condom, roll it on, and slide up to insert his raging manhood into my pussy. I sink slowly down, so that I may savor each inch that is penetrating me until I am fully impaled on him. I have never been this full before or felt this connected. Then he rolls me over and begins to slowly move in and out of me. Riding me slowly and carefully to get me back up to the fevered pitch of racing to the end. We kiss and pet until we cannot hold back any longer. He pounds me hard and fast, moving like a piston within my clenching pussy and whispering naughty things in my ear. I begin to counter his moves with moves of my own. Moving my hips in circular motions, clenching my muscles around his cock, reaching down to play with my breasts and then his nipples, then going further and rubbing my clit. I make sure that while I am doing that, I use my fingers to further stimulate him while he moves in and out. He begins to go faster and breathing heavier, we are both so close. He pulls out, rolls me over onto my hands and knees and quickly fills me from behind. Now he is using my hips to pull me harder into him and using circular motions to hit the g-spot each time. OOOOO, he lightly spanks my ass and then pulls my head back by my hair. Oh, oh, aaaaaggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Whew, sometime later I come too, at least I think I passed out, it sure felt like it. I am wrapped in his arms with my head on his chest and the blankets over us to ward off the balmy ocean breeze. He kisses the top of my head and settles down for a nap. ...and how we wake up is another story for another time Ms. Diary. Right now, that man of mine is done mowing the yard and I want to scrub his back, and anything else that may pop up and catch my eye, while he showers. Toodles. Oh did I forget to tell you that we ended up getting married and living happily ever after, my bad. Encounter on the Beach Veronica was fed up with LA and decided to get away for the weekend. So she packed up her car and just started driving south. She vaguely thought about going to the beach and her car just seemed to naturally go that direction. After a few hours, she was hopelessly lost but out her car window she could see the water. She pulled over to the side of the road and got out. Looking down she could see miles of pristine beach with lots of little coves. It looked perfect! A dream come true. This was definitely the place she wanted to spend the weekend. Now to find someplace to stay. She gets back in the car and starts to drive. Noticing a little road leading off toward the beach, she impulsively turns on to it. As she drives along, she notices what looks like a large old house on the beach side of the road. It is set among some trees and is rather hard to see. As she approaches it, she notices a small sign "Mildred's Bed and Breakfast." She can't believe her luck! She pulls in, hoping they have a vacancy. This seems rather unlikely since places like this are always booked up far in advance. She pulls into the small parking area and gets out. Entering the front door of the B&B, she immediately feels at home. The place has a southern style to it; in fact there is almost a whiff of tobacco leaves drying. But that must be her imagination. Almost immediately, an older woman appears with a large smile on her face. "Hello. How are you? I am Mildred. I bet you are looking for a place to stay. Well, you are in luck. I just had a cancellation for the weekend. I bet you and your man will be very happy here." All this just seems to flow from her mouth in that warm welcoming tone Veronica misses so much from her home in the south. The people in LA seem so preoccupied and driven. Veronica has never really felt at home there. "Yes, I would love to stay here. It is just me. My soon to be ex-husband is not here to spoil my visit." Veronica can't believe she just said such a thing to a complete stranger. But this woman seemed like an instant friend. "Well, good for you. Dear. This is a great place to make a fresh start or just get away for a while. Besides, magical things happen around here. Come on, let's get your bags and get you settled in. We don't serve dinner here, but Sam's up the road delivers a great dry smoked rib dinner with all the fixings. Oh, and don't forget to order yourself a picnic for tomorrow. I recommend the ham sandwiches. He cures his own and they don't have to be refrigerated. So you can take them when you go to the beach tomorrow. I'll put them in the frig here tonight. Oh and don't forget the iced tea. Oh, never mind. I'll call Sam for you. You can just put it on your bill here." With that, Veronica was set for evening. When the rib dinner was delivered, it was even better than Mildred had described. After dinner, Veronica settled down with a good book and spent the evening just relaxing to the sounds of the waves crashing on the beach. In the morning she woke refreshed to the smell of bacon frying downstairs. After a relaxing shower, she put on a light summer dress and went downstairs. Now, along with the bacon smell, she could smell fresh biscuits. "Good morning, dear! Come and sit. The other guests haven't come down yet but breakfast is almost ready. How about having some coffee with me?" Before Veronica could even say a word, Mildred placed two cups of coffee on the table and sat down. They chatted away for a few minutes before four other guests appeared. They were two couples who seemed very much in love. Breakfast was a rather quiet affair despite Mildred's attempts to engage the other guests. They were just too much into each other to say much. After breakfast, Veronica went back upstairs and laid down. The heavy breakfast combined with the relaxing atmosphere made her sleepy. But after a short nap, she decided to explore the beach. She got into her bathing suit and put a light robe over it. She also picked up a book to read. Going down stairs, she found that the rest of the guests had already gone out. Mildred appeared as if by magic with a picnic basket containing her lunch. As if Veronica could even think of lunch now after that breakfast. Along with the basket, Mildred gave her a large towel and blanket. Taking her supplies, Veronica went out on the beach. Since both ways seemed equally beautiful, she took the way without any footprints. She really didn't want to run into anyone. She strolled along, admiring various seashells and watching the sea birds as they swooped along the beach. Before long she found a little cove that seemed as though it belonged in some advertisement. There were trees hanging over the sand that gave a nice deep shade, something she would like later when the sun got too much for her. But for now, she wanted the sun. So she spread out her blanket and took off her robe. Finding suntan lotion in the basket, bless Mildred, she rubbed it all over her front. She lay down and just soaked up the sun. It was a glorious day! God must be watching over her particularly well today. After a while she noticed a sound coming from further up the cove. Looking up, she noticed a man coming out of a path that she hadn't seen. He was a distinguished looking man, perhaps 40. A big man with a nice build, but with a hint of the spread that hits us all at 40. He had a little bag in his hand and a book in the other. Clearly he was here for the same purpose as she was. All of a sudden he saw her. At first he just stared, then he said "Pardon me, Ma'am. I didn't mean to bother you. I was just driving along and saw the beach from the road above. So I parked and decided to take a break. I will be moving along." "No!" Veronica says a little louder than she meant. "Please, I don't mind. We can share the cove. I see you have a book too." "Oh yes, I was planning on a little reading in the good book while I enjoyed the world God has given us. Thank you for sharing. I am afraid if I went too far that I would never find my car again." "My blanket is big enough for both of us, if you don't mind someone close." "My name is Charles. I'm in the area on business and had to stay over the weekend. Not having any work to do, I suddenly decided to take a drive." Well, what a coincidence. I too decided just to take off for the weekend and see what I could find. My name is Veronica." With the pleasantries aside, both seemed to lapse into silence driven by a certain shyness. So they both opened their books and began to read. It was a companionable silence. After a while, Veronica worried about getting burned and decided to lay on her stomach. Getting her suntan lotion, she tried to put in on her back without much success. Observing her difficulties, Charles offered to help. So Veronica handed him the lotion and lay down. Before long, she could feel his strong hands rubbing the lotion on to her back. She noticed a slight trembling as his hands neared her lower back. "Are you ok?" "I'm sorry. I haven't been so close to a woman since my wife died in a car accident 2 years ago. And well, you are a fine figure of a woman. Oh, I hope you don't mind my forwardness." "Thank you. That is the nicest thing someone has said to me in a while." With that, Charles continued to rub the lotion on her back. Veronica, in a moment of daring, reaches around and unfastens her bikini top. Charles takes that as an invitation to run his hands over her whole back one more time. He rubs so firmly it almost feels like a massage. "Please, could you do my legs also?" Charles doesn't say a word, just moves down and starts at her feet, moving up with long slow strokes. Neither of them says a word, not wanting to break the mood. Finally he is finished and reluctantly stops his ministrations of her luscious body. Taking the lotion, he quickly puts some on his exposed skin before settling down with his book again. But it is quickly clear that his mind is not on his reading. Neither is Veronica's. Realizing it is about lunch time, Veronica sits up to suggest they eat. But she forgot her bikini top was unfastened and he gets a good view of her magnificent breasts. He seems unable to turn away but is clearly embarrassed to be staring so openly. Veronica takes her time picking up her top and putting it back on. She cannot believe how turned on she is nor can she believe what she is doing. She is a good woman and has never done something like this before. To cover her emotions, she asks him if he would care to join her for lunch. "Oh, I brought my own but I would love to eat with her. Perhaps we can have our own private picnic?" "Yes, but can we move into the shade for a while?" With that, they took their lunches into the shade. All during lunch, they were like teenagers sneaking peaks at the others body. Once their eyes met and they shared a grin. Soon lunch as over and they decided to move back into the sun. This time, Veronica was the one to spread lotion over his body. She loved the feeling of it, his muscles were hard but not too hard. Clearly he was an active man but one who enjoyed his food. She rubbed the lotion all over his back and legs before handing him the lotion again. She lay back down and unfastened her top again, spreading it out so the sides of her breasts were visible to him. He started at her feet and worked his way up again. This time, he spent some time rubbing lotion between her legs and around the bottoms of her bathing suit. It was incredibly erotic. Next, he began to massage the lotion into her back. This time spreading it onto the parts of her breasts that were visible to him. He clearly knew his way around a woman's body. Finishing up, he lay down beside her where they proceeded to doze, comfortable in the others presence. After a while, it was time to turn over. This time, Veronica deliberately left her top behind. "Would you like me to rub the lotion over your front?" she asked coyly. Grinning, he just handed her the lotion, never taking his eyes off her swaying breasts. She began at his feet and worked her way up to his crotch. She could clearly see that he was excited. His cock was magnificent! It almost stuck out of the top of his suit. Next, she straddled him. Putting her hot pussy over his cock and proceeded to rub lotion on to his shoulders and chest. The whole time she was doing so, her pussy moved almost of its own volition up and down the length of his cock. Finishing up, she lay down and handed him the lotion. "Be sure not to miss any spots on me" Veronica said almost hoarsely, so excited was she by what had just happened. She could not believe how she was acting! He began at her feet and slowly rubbed up the length of her legs. When he got to her pussy, his hands massaged the inside of her thighs right up beside her pussy. In fact, each time he rubbed her thighs, he was rubbing her pussy. Her eyes glazed over a little from the pleasure. But then he stopped. "Can't have these beauties getting burned." With that he started to massage her breasts. He didn't even have lotion on his hands, but Veronica didn't care. His touch felt so good! But then he did put lotion on and continued to rub it into her skin. When he reached the top of her bikini bottoms, he hooked his thumbs under the edge and started pulling them down. Veronica just lifted her hips to help him. Soon he slipped them over her feet. He took a moment to drink in the sight of her nude body. Then he put some lotion on his hands again and proceeded to massage it into the newly exposed skin. When he reached her pussy, his fingers slipped inside. First one and then two as he slowly moved them in and out. All this time their eyes were locked on to each other. Her hands reached out and she slowly moved his suit down his legs. He moved to help her and then his cock sprang free. It was rock hard and precum was leaking out. She spread her legs and he mounted her. He took his time entering her and then slowly moving in and out. It was incredible how full she felt. It was the biggest cock she had ever seen, much less had inside her. As she got used to his size, he started moving faster. He was such a considerate lover. Soon they were lost in an erotic haze as his cock thrust in and out with increasing speed. Suddenly they both came at the same time. The noise of their passion was so loud it seemed even the waves were stunned. Finally, he tumbled off of her to lay sated beside her. His hand reached over and took hers. They lay there in pleasurable exhaustion for a while. "I hope you don't think I am like this normally." He said. "I have never wanted a woman as much as I have you. I wanted you from the moment I stumbled on to the beach and saw this vision laying there before me. " Smiling, Veronica just took his hand and kissed it. "I have wanted you too since I first saw you." Then, without saying another word, they gathered up their things and moved into the shade. This time they took their time making love and once again came explosively. She lost track of how many times she came as they made love languorously all afternoon. Gradually they became aware that the sun was going down. He scrambled up and said "I have to find my car before it gets too dark. But I don't want to leave you. I feel as though I have found my soul mate. I also need to find a place to stay. Do you know anywhere close by? Would you have dinner with me?" His words just tumbled out as though he was afraid a dream would end unless he said the magic works quickly. "I know just the place where you can stay and, yes, I will have dinner with you. I have a large room with a large bed made for two in a nearby bed and breakfast. I also know where we can get dinner, delivered." She says the last part a little coyly, looking up at his through her lashes. With that, they dressed and gathered their things. Walking hand in hand, they strolled back to Mildred's. When Mildred saw them coming up the beach, she just smiled and said "I told you magical things happen around here."