Free Story – Labor Day Lay

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Step by tantalizing step, the most beautiful chick I ever laid eyes on led me into a living fantasy.

It was the last summer weekend. I planned to make the most of it, but I didn’t dream it would include public masturbation at the hands of the most beautiful woman that I’d ever laid eyes on.

I’m a bachelor and, I guess, a little shyer than most. Although I’m no virgin, I’d banged only three women in the 25 years that I’ve been on this earth.
I went to the beach alone that Labor Day, intending to get some sun, drink lots of beer, and watch the half-naked babes strut their stuff.

I should have suspected that it would be one hell of a day. When I walked down the beach that morning, I nearly stumbled over a couple who thought that the beach was a bedroom. Their bodies were so intertwined that it was hard to tell whose parts were whose. But, it was easy enough to see why I picked a spot on the sand a few feet away and sat down to watch the show and soon had a hard-on that my shorts could barely contain.

I didn’t worry about it much since the couple was too involved to notice, and there was no one else around for miles; that’s what I thought. I guess I wasn’t watching for intruders. Instead, I was busy concentrating on the couple beside me, getting more daring by the minute. As she began humping her hips against the probing fingers, her lover lowered the left cup of her top and started sucking on her perfect pink-nippled tit.

It looked like they might start fucking at any second. At least, that’s what I hoped would happen. Un­fortunately the chick pushed him away before he could get his dick between her beautiful thighs.

She sat up and opened a beer. The guy wasn’t ready to quit. He tried repeatedly to get his hands back inside her bathing suit, but she managed to dodge every attempt.

When she looked at me, I did my best to avoid her big, green eyes but failed miserably. She gave me a knowing smile and licked her lips. My dick responded by trying to bust through the skin-tight trunks that I was wearing.
Her boyfriend finally gave up, put his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes. He was lying on his back. A bulge in the front of his suit made me feel like a girl by comparison.

Suddenly, the woman looked over at me and winked. She moved her hand up the guy’s leg until it covered the considerable bulge. I heard him moan, but he didn’t move. He seemed con­tent to lie there and let her play with his dick. I was jealous. I wanted to feel her hot little hand on my dick so badly that my nuts ached.

Before long, her caresses changed to long, slow strokes up and down the lucky man’s dick. Little by little, the head of his cock crept above the top of his bathing suit. I’m not gay, but watching another guy being jerked off had my cock thumping like crazy.
I wanted to pull it out and join the fun, but I didn’t. I was chicken. It was easy to see by the way the head of his cock was pulsating that he was going to come any minute. I wasn’t sure that I wouldn’t join him if he did. But I couldn’t stop watching. The raw lust hypnotized me.

When at last, the guy groaned and lifted his ass off of the blanket, she pushed his suit down and wrapped her fingers tightly around his dick as the first wad of his hot seed shot in the air.

By the time he was finished, his chest was covered with hot sticky cum. The woman looked directly at me as she rubbed the sticky cum into his flesh and blew me a kiss.

I rolled over on my side with my back to her and touched my twitching dick. That’s all it took to set off an explosion in my balls that had the front of my bathing suit soaked with cum before it was over.
I fell asleep in the satisfying afterglow of the best climax of my life, with visions of the woman naked and ready in my mind. In my dreams, I fucked her senseless and then fucked her some more.

I was awakened by a hand shaking my shoulder. I rolled over and looked up into my fantasy girl’s big, green eyes. “Hi,” she said as she smiled and sat on my blanket beside me.
I leaned up on my elbow and looked over toward her blanket. “Don’t worry. Bobby had to go to work; we’re all alone.” She had a funny look, but I was still too groggy to realize what she had in mind.

I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. I couldn’t resist staring down at her big beautiful tits. The tiny bathing suit top was strained to its limits, containing them.

“Would you rub me?” she smiled as she held out a bottle of lotion and turned her back toward me.

With trembling hands, I squirted some of the slippery oil into my palm and began rubbing her back. Her flesh was hot to the touch. Just touching her sexy body soon had my dick harder than it had been earlier.
I guess a more aggressive guy would have pushed her over onto her back and rammed his cock into her, but like I said, I’m shy. I guess she sensed that because, step by tantalizing step, she led me into a living fantasy that I’ll never forget.

As soon as her back was well coated, she turned around. Her eyes went immediately to my bulging crotch. “Is that for me?” she giggled, licking her lips.
“Yeah,” I stammered, figuring it was too late to lie. “Did you like what I did to Bobby?” she purred.
A growl was the best I could manage. By then, she was stroking my dick through the thin material of my trunks. It was all I could do to keep from coming.

“I’ll bet you aren’t mean like Bobby,” she whispered.
A knot formed in my stomach as I again verified that he was gone. “Meaning?” I stammered, picturing an irate boyfriend showing up with a gun or a knife or something.

“He won’t eat me, so he’s mean,” she whimpered, looking at me and grinning.

The idea of tasting her sweet pussy sent shivers up my spine. “Here?” I choked. I wanted desperately to lick her juicy pussy, but still, I was afraid of being seen.

“Why not?” she gasped as she pulled the crotch of her bathing suit aside and flashed the swollen, wet lips of her beautiful cunt. “Lay your head in my lap,” she continued. “No one will know.”
So, I stretched out with my head in her lap and my tongue teasing her swollen clit. She ran her fingers through my hair and moaned. When I slipped a finger into the tight, wet slit and continued licking her clit, she squealed and had her first orgasm. She bathed my tongue in hot, sweet juice.
After about three good comes, she sighed and closed her eyes. I lay there with my face resting on the soft bed of her pubic hair until she recovered.

“Now, I’ll cream you,” she offered as she sat up and grabbed the bottle of lotion. She pushed me over on my back and straddled my waist. Her back was toward me, and her ass was practically in my face. The tiny suit did little to hide her beautiful buns’ soft, white cheeks.
She began by rubbing the slick stuff into my calves, then my thighs, and finally my belly. My cock was jumping like crazy, but she avoided it.
Then, when she was ready, she pushed my trunks below my balls and put her slick, hot hands on my twitching dick. It felt so good that I wanted to scream.

She seemed to know exactly how far she could go without taking me past the point of no return. She would stroke my cock up and down until I was gasping for breath. Then she would release me long enough for my cock to settle down before she began again. It was torture of the best kind, and I loved every second of it.

Suddenly, I heard voices. I guess she did, too, because she released my dick and quickly covered it. She rolled off of me and put her head on my shoulder.

Some dudes in their teens walked past a few seconds later, laughing and kicking sand at each other. I couldn’t really tell if they’d seen anything. It scared me, but not enough to make the swelling between my legs go away.

“Maybe I’d better do it this way,” she purred, her hot lips against my neck and ear. Her hand slipped under the waistband of my trunks and grabbed my rock-hard cock.
I moved my hand between her legs and into her wet, hot pussy. She moaned and began gently pumping my dick. When I moved the cup away from her left tit and covered the soft, pink nipple with my lips, she trembled.

“I want to feel your dick,” she panted.

“You are,” I groaned.
“No,” she gasped. “I mean inside me. I want you to fuck me.”
“How?” I mumbled, wanting desperately to fuck her but still afraid that we might be seen.

She lifted her leg and pushed the head of my cock out of the side of my bathing suit. “Side saddle!” she whimpered. “Fuck me, side saddle.”
I knew immediately what she meant as I swung around and snuggled my crotch against her steaming crotch. She reached down and pulled the skimpy material away from her cunt and let the head of my dick sink into the molten flesh of her pussy.

Our legs were locked together like scissors. It probably looked strange, but it wasn’t apparent that we were fucking. I held my breath as my cock slipped deeper into her slick slot. Finally, when I had my dick inside of her tight pussy to my balls, I stopped. I was one stroke away from the big “O” and wasn’t ready yet. I wanted it to last.
I put my hand over her mound and caught her quivering clit between two fingers, and began gently teasing it. She moaned and humped her hips, gasping for breath.

I could feel the muscles of her cunt milking my twitching dick, but still, I held on, savoring every moan and whimper as my sexy little mystery woman had machine gun orgasms. As soon as I felt the first tingle of seed climbing up my shaft, I grabbed her hips and rammed my dick wildly in and out of her clutching cunt.

She screamed and opened her legs wider. I no longer cared who knew that we were fucking. All I wanted to do was drown her in a sea of hot cum. And I damn near did it. I thought that I’d never stop shooting hot seed into her pulsating pussy. She came every time a shot of sperm splattered against her tingling cunt walls. She was in no hurry for it to end.

When it was over, I felt drained. I rolled over and dosed my eyes. I don’t know how long we slept, but when I woke up, she was beside me with her head on my shoulder and her thighs across my cock.
I tipped her chin and kissed her sweet, open mouth for the first time. “Hi,” she said sleepily, slipping her tongue into my mouth. “I’m Barbie,” she added between kisses.

“I’m Rick,” I groaned as I rolled on top of her soft, willing body. We lay there for a long time with my dick pressed between her open legs, dry humping. I would have fucked her again if that family hadn’t invaded our private beach.
I walked her to her car and asked to see her again. She explained that she was going to marry Bobby in two weeks. I was stunned. She gave me a quick peck on the lips, climbed into her car, and sped away. I was a little sad about not being able to see her again, but I’m not sorry that it happened.

She gave me a Labor Day that I’ll never forget.