© 2014, All rights reserved – mimaster
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The cabbie dropped Jeremy and Neil at the curb, leaving them to find the beach on their own. It wasn't that hard, really. All they had to do was find the ocean. The beach would likely be right there next to it.
They'd returned the condo after an incredible round of golf at a fabulous resort course, only to find it empty. Not that they expected their wives to sit around and wait for them. Frankly, they'd
expected
them to go to the beach. What they hadn't anticipated was for them to go to a different one than the beautiful stretch of sand nearby that they'd been frequenting all week.
Having to take the cab to the location where the girls said they were going was the easy part. However,
finding
them looked to be the much more difficult task. The white sandy shoreline seemed endless, as did the crowd. People were everywhere. There seemed to be a thousand of those huge, colorful rental umbrellas dotting the beach as far as the eyes could see. And there were at least five times that many beach towels, all laid out randomly, creating a maze of sorts.
"Jeez, Jeremy. How in the world are we supposed to find them?" Neil asked.
"No clue, mate. I suppose we just start walking down the shore and keep an eye out."
"Yeah. I guess that's as good an idea as any," he shrugged.
They started on the very north end of the beach where they'd been let off. Heading south, they walked slowly at the waters' edge, trying to scan the sand as well as the surf, knowing they could be anywhere. It was a daunting task; one they feared was going to be a waste of time. There were so many people milling about they were worried they might miss them. In fact, it seemed certain they'd pass them by without knowing. It would have been easy for them to become frustrated, or even angry about their predicament. Yet they remained calm and focused, concentrating on the challenge.
It was hard to tell how far they'd walked, but it was certainly over a mile. The interesting thing was, the farther they went, the less crowded the beach became, and the more scantily clad the women were. Gone were the families with young children, with moms wearing one-piece bathing suits. Missing were the ladies in the more modest bikinis. The suits were suddenly all two-piece, and they became skimpier as they went south. Catching the sight of a gorgeous blonde strolling through the rolling surf, Jeremy stopped dead in his tracks.
"Neil! She's missing her togs!"
"Not only that, she's topless!"
"That's what I just said!"
Looking around, the men realized they'd stumbled upon an area of the beach where almost all of the women were without their bikini tops. Many of them were wearing thongs, showing off most of their ass cheeks. There were even few wearing just microscopic g-strings, including the two drop-dead gorgeous babes strutting directly toward them through the oceans' edge.
"Holy SHIT!" Neil exclaimed, his grin as wide as his eyes.
"You can say that again!"
Dawn's g-string was a very pale yellow, while Ann's was white, and they each were incredibly small, barely covering their pubic area. They were also wet, along with the rest of their bodies. It was clear they'd been in the water, which made the material of the g-strings practically translucent; Ann's landing strip was clearly visible through hers. Between the view of their pussies and the rock hard nipples exposed on their bare tits, they were both turning heads as they made their way toward their men.
"Hello boys. Did you have a good time stroking your balls?" Dawn teased.
Ann chimed in, saying, "I don't think their done, Dawn. Looks like both of them want to play one more hole."
Neil shook his head and laughed. "Very funny. How long have you been practicing that little routine?"
"Ten minutes," she replied, not missing a beat as she leaned into her husband, giving him a deep, long steamy kiss, her arms draping over his shoulders.
"I can't believe you're naked," he whispered.
Pulling back, she did a little pirouette. "I'm not. I'm wearing a g-string. See?"
"Oh, I see... everything," he laughed. "Is it legal to be dressed... or undressed like that in public?"
"Seems to be. Everyone else on this part of the beach is. I think they let it slide because there are so many people here from other countries. No one's totally nude though."
"You might as well be."
"It kind of feels like I am," she giggled. "This is so amazing to be walking around like this baby. I've been so turned on all day! I had to get in the ocean to hide how wet my pussy is."
"What? You're wet now! I can see your strip."
"I know, but now people think it's from me being in the water, not from me creaming myself just from lying like this on the beach.
"H... how did you find this place?"
"Dawn called the desk at the resort and asked if there were any nude beaches around here. They told her there was one that they're talking about making fully nude, but it hasn't been made official yet. Then they told us if we come here, we could get away with being topless."
"What about the g-stings?"
"We kind of dared each other to do it. But when we got here we realized there are hundreds of other women wearing them too, we realized we weren't as daring as we thought we were. There are a lot of gorgeous women here."
Running his fingers over her nipples right there in the open, he smiled. "You look so amazing, babe. I wouldn't worry about the other women. I don't think I could tear my eyes off of you if I wanted to."
"Oh, I'm not worried about you staring at the hot girls, baby. I
expect
you too. That's why we're here... to see and be seen. And trust me, we've been seen today!"
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Neil was straddling Ann's ass, rubbing baby oil on her back, and her moans were making him hard. Make that harder. Her dark bronze skin was glistening in the golden rays of the Florida sun. She looked so natural lying there, head resting on her folded arms, a contented smile on her face.
He glanced over his left shoulder, catching the image of Dawn, safely in the arms of her husband as they stood waste deep in the Atlantic. He wondered for just a second if they were fucking from the way her legs were obviously wrapped around his body, her arms wrapped around his neck as they kissed.
"What are you thinking?" Ann asked, bringing him back to her.
"I'm thinking I can't believe we're here."
Her sexy smirk appeared. "What
else
are you thinking?"
"That I love the feel of your skin. It's so hot."
"
I'm
