There I was, Camping in Daytona Beach with my Family. I was 30ish, feeling at the time as though I was in the prime of my adult sexual life, and spending those long days and nights suffering through the last throws of a loveless, sexless marriage. I found myself especially horny that day, both because of the hot invigorating weather (I could run around half naked) and due to the fact that I had not been able to be with my Lover for quite some time.
Taking my five and a half year old son by the hand to have some alone time, we left our camping grounds and strolled down to the water’s edge, walking along, hand in hand, on the warm sandy beach. A bunch of young beach bum studs were hanging out and videotaped us as we walked by, whistling and making cat calls at me in my cute little bikini. That soooo turned me on that I ran with it, pushing my breasts up higher and sticking out my butt, giving it an extra little wiggle as I walked…you know…strutting my stuff! Then, a little further down the beach, another group of young guys stopped me and asked if they could take my picture…my ego was loving this and I felt very hot and good about myself, but more importantly, it was making me incredibly horny.
My little boy found the perfect spot to stop with our picnic basket and beach toys. We had our lunch while sitting in the inviting sand with the sun kissing our skin. He played away quietly making a sand castle. I could hear the waves gently lapping at the shore, the birds singing in the trees and laughter in the background. The white beach sand against my barely covered crotch felt wonderful and I began rocking my pelvis, burrowing in deeply, allowing nature to envelope me, welcoming the re-connection. It got me reminiscing about a time when I was 11 years old playing with some friends…
I recalled we were playing a game out in the backyard of our building where we had to capture a member from the opposite team. We worked in small groups …it was a strange little game. I caught one of the girls on the other team (she was 9 or 10 years old) and I called the other kids in my group to come and help me hold her. I felt powerful and wanted to make her my little slave, just like I had been reading about in my dirty little novel (Sex bible). The other two, Jimmy and Tina, held on to her arms. I grabbed onto her pony tail and told her that she had to do everything I wanted her to do or we would punish her. Because I was older and bigger she answered by saying “yes Ma’am” I held fast onto her and proceeded to put my hand under her skirt. I rubbed her panties against the soft, tender plump lips, amazed at how good it felt to have that control over her and how nice her Yoni felt under those cotton briefs. I massaged up and down, up and down to see what kind of reaction I got…she just stared up at me…
I didn’t know what to do next with my prisoner but Jimmy said “pull her skirt off”. That idea excited me and made me feel strong so I grabbed hold of her skirt and pulled it down to her ankles. She didn’t resist at all and that further excited me. I told her to step out of her skirt, which she did. The others let go of her, knowing that she wasn’t going to run anywhere.. I felt so powerful and excited that I couldn’t resist - I pulled her panties all the way down to her ankles and made her bend over, her ass sticking out at me. The three of us stood there transfixed, looking at her bald little pussy and ass.
I examined the little prisoner girl in front of me, rubbing my hands all over and around her ass cheeks and then down into her little cunt. I felt a tingle in my crotch as I massaged up and down, up and down, watching to see if I could get a reaction. My pussy began to ache with the feeling of sexual power I had over her. I couldn’t resist, I stood her up and reached over sliding my hand between her legs, cupping her naked Yoni. It felt smooth and warm and inviting. I began rubbing her, back and forth, the same way I had learned to masturbate myself. She seemed to be afraid and excited at the same time. Then I did it - just like the book said, I slid my middle finger into her quivering quim. I could feel the moistness in my crotch as I was touching the warm moistness in her tight little sacred sheath. The other two just stood there watching dumbfounded by the sexual activity unfolding before them. I wanted to take my wet finger that was inside her hot little box and stick it inside myself, like the “Sex Bible” said, but I was too afraid, with the others watching, to do it.
At that point we heard the others kids calling for us. I knew this special moment was coming to an end. I told her to pull her panties back up and put her skirt back on. She did as she was told but I could tell that she had also been enjoying the game. I couldn’t resist touching her once more so I told her to lift her skirt.
I then picked up a handful of sand, pulled her panties open and poured it all down over her mons, watching it cascade like a waterfall over her open quim and then I massaged it into her pussy. I ordered her to put her skirt back down and not tell anyone what we had done to her or we would punish her….and we ran away being victors of the game…….
I roused from my daydream, feeling flushed with desire and heat, thinking it was time to get out of the sun anyway and go for a nice cool refreshing shower. As we headed back to the campground, I noticed my skimpy bikini bottom was soaking wet…girl, girl sex has always turned me on since that youthful encounter. I knew from an early age that I was truly bisexual.
I dropped my son off with his Dad for some guy time, picked up my toiletries from the cabin, and walked toward the Women’s public washroom/shower facilities. Upon entering the shower room, there was only one other woman, who was in the shower completely naked and standing seductively under the streaming jets. The vision was quite alluring. The stranger was attractive for her age, older than me, say in her mid 50’s; a little over weight with a very hot and bodacious body, I could not remove my gaze from her enormous succulent breasts. She had a confidence and sexiness about her that was indescribable…but it was definitely there. She smiled invitingly over at me.
I presumed I was supposed to get naked too in this open shower room, with six shower heads on two walls, so I stripped off my bikini, which barely covered my tanned, horny body. I stepped under one of the nearby showerheads, and could not, for the life of me, get the stupid thing going.
The sexy stranger looked over and saw me struggling and I noticed her pouting her lower lip, as though she shared in my exasperation. She walked over to me, standing oh so close, and offered her assistance. She reached up and with a few knowing strokes, water started gushing out of the facet…right into my face. We both laughed, breaking the ice.
"Here Honey", she said, "let me help." With that, she explained that these were fabulous showers. She demonstrated that the showerheads were completely removable, could be hand-held and set for a wonderful pulsing sensation. She reached up releasing the shower head, and adjusted it to pulse. She then started spraying me, all across my breasts. My nipples instantly responded to the sensation and she could clearly see that the experience was turning me on. She began running the jetting water all over my horny naked body. Moving downward over my belly, she started spraying the pulsing water on the inside of my thighs, and around my aching pussy. My body shivered with the wonderful sensations. I knew this was taboo and that excited me. I found her very attractive and it was doubly exciting thinking that someone would walk in at any moment and catch us.
"Here, Sweetie, let me rub you down with soap". I nodded my head yes…I was dumbfounded…this was a fantasy come true. She began lathering the soap and gliding her hands up and along my back, then, reaching around grabbing and holding onto both my large breasts and squeezing and pinching my nipples. My pussy dripped away, my clit engorging with blood. Her hands moved downward, and just as she reached my pussy, her large breasts pushed up against my back. I threw my head backward, leaning my body against hers, enjoying the intoxicating sensations…I was taken aback when she stopped…my eyes communicating more than words could say…”I’ll rinse you off now”. While she took the hand held shower head down from its wall mount, I stared longingly at her voluptuous body…
I loved the feel of her large breasts rubbing against my back, and how they looked glistening with bubbles from the soap…She started to rinse me off by holding the strong jets, on one of my breasts, and then the other. All the while rubbing and pinching my nipples to make sure all the soap was off. Both my nipples were fully erect and aching at her touch. Cupping and gently massaging my entire breast, she came down and sucked a little upon one nipple Oh, it was so hot…having sex with another woman in a public place…where anyone could walk in at any time. I just stood there and let her have her way with me…my body totally betraying me…I was in Heaven…breathing with her, feeling totally focused and in the moment…feeling as though my body’s vibrations were climbing higher and higher…the pulsing water made its final descent…approaching the lotus flowers heart…the petals open and receptive to the life giving attention. She looked into my eyes, as she slide the fingers of one of her hands inside my chalice, holding the shower head in the other hand, water rhythmically pounded my engorged clit, driving me into a state of frenzy. My fertile pelvis instinctively began gyrating against the movement of her fingers and the rhythmic beating water. She took her hand from my pussy and began pulling on one of my nipples, while continuing to keep the pulsating water against my clit…OMG, I couldn’t stop it…I was stepping out of my body and into the orgasmic vastness of the Universe, just for a moment…my head extends back in the throes of pleasure; my body spasming and racking intensely from the shock waves running through it…moan after moan of intense pleasure…I found myself turning toward her, pressing my body against hers. She kissed me with a deep and wet feminine kiss…my orgasm was complete…I had totally surrendered…to her, to the moment…to my destiny…to my desires…some yet unknown to me.
Upon reflection, I realized why that 9 year old girl stood there and let me touch her on that game day, for I had just done the same with this stranger and it was wonderful.
And then, she left…walking away from me as if that was the most natural thing in the world to have happened…dressing and leaving me there with a beautiful memory, my pussy still throbbing with desire. I started to reminisce all the details vividly of the woman on woman sexual encounter. Thinking how taboo it was…I could not get enough…I already missed my new Lover…I was still so turned on…so I held fast the liquid vibrator onto my aching clit and tugged and pulled and squeezed and pinched my nipples until I had my second orgasm…OMG that was also incredible…every last ounce of pent up sexual energy exploded out of me at that moment….as I softy moaned I wished that she would come back…being grateful for the incredible experience…my knees buckled and I dropped to the shower floor…in a state of bliss from my head to my toes…I never did see the stranger again.