This one is a pertially true story, us, the beach, the meeting and the sun tan lotion all happened. How far we ent on that beach is where I have used a little poetic licence.

Lola adjusted her wide-brimmed hat as she and her husband, Pete, strolled down the golden sands of Corfu. The sun shimmered on the crystal-clear waters, a perfect backdrop for their summer vacation. Lola and Pete we both busy professionals and were more used to spending their days stuck behind a computer screen than soaking up the sun on an idyllic beach.

Pete stopped suddenly, pointing to  a secluded spot, sheltered from most of the beach and giving more privacy than the main beach. The ionian  waves gently lapped against the shore. "This looks perfect," he said, spreading out their beach towels.

Lola sat down, smoothing out her modest one-piece swimsuit. Her dark, wavy hair cascaded down her back, contrasting beautifully with her naturally olive skin. With her curvaceous figure, Lola was a gorgeous sight of womanhood. She glanced around, noticing, in a few women sunbathing topless. She felt a pang of envy at their confidence. Pete, sensing her gaze, smiled.

"Why don't you give it a try?" he suggested,  "We’re in Greece, after all. No one knows us here."

Lola blushed, shaking her head vigorously. "I couldn't. It's... not me, Pete."

Pete gently stroked Lola’s back "Just this once? For me? I know I will find a massive turn on, and,you won’t be the only one I guarantee that you have the best boobs on the beach!"

She giggled but  hesitated. The idea of exposing herself in public felt mortifying and totally against her character and upbringing, but there was a part of her, a very small part that Pete had a way of nurturing that was curious. Lola's thoughts wrestled with each other, the reserved central assian wife and the adventurer locked in serious debate.

"I’m not sure," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the sound of the waves.

Pete, gazed at her with amusement and arousal playing on his features and gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "Just try it. If it feels too uncomfortable, you can always put it back on."

With trembling hands, Lola untied the straps of her swimsuit. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her face flushed as she slid the fabric down, revealing. for the first time her bare chest to the sun, her large firm breasts betraying the adrenaline and excitement, she felt as her proud nipples pucker up, growing as they felt the breeze. The sensation was strange, a mix of embarrassment, vulnerability, exhilaration and she had to admit arousal. She felt exposed, her skin prickling under the sun's warm rays.

Pete's encouraging smile helped her relax, but she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. She lay back, trying to ignore the rapid beat of her heart, focusing instead on the soothing sound of the waves and the gentle breeze.

As she adjusted to the new sensations both physical and emotional, Lola found herself slowly relaxing. The initial discomfort began to melt away, replaced by a surprising sense of freedom. When she closed her eyes, she could savour the warmth on her skin, skin that had never felt the sun and breeze so directly before. If she kept her eyes closed she could feel the tension easing from her shoulders.

Pete couldn't help but study Lola's exposed body, his eyes lingering on the firmness of her breasts and the way her nipples stood out erect and taught in the sunlight. His admiration was clear, and it made Lola feel beautiful, desired, and empowered. He reached out, lightly tracing his fingers along her arm, his touch gentle and reassuring.

"You're beautiful," he softly spoke, his voice filled with pride and longing.

Lola smiled, the compliment bolstering her still brittle confidence. She took a deep breath, allowing herself to fully experience the thrill of lying on a public beach with her breast out for the world to see.

As the minutes passed, Lola noticed Pete's gaze shift slightly. Following his line of sight, she saw a few men nearby discreetly glancing in her direction. Their looks made her pulse quicken, but instead of feeling mortified, she found herself unexpectedly enjoying the attention. The gaze of men was a feeling she was used too back in the everyday world but there it often felt grubby, here knowing that those men were openly admiring her naked breasts made her feel many things, of course embarrassed, she was not used to mane seeing her breasts but she also felt desired, wanton and dare she say, powerful.

Pete leaned closer, his voice a conspiratorial whisper. "Looks like you have an audience."

Lola's cheeks flushed again, but she couldn't suppress a small, pleased smile. She felt a thrill at the idea of being noticed, of breaking free from her usual reservations. Pete's presence beside her, solid and supportive, made it easier to embrace this new side of herself.

She lay back once more, closing her eyes and allowing the sun to warm her skin. The combination of Pete's loving gaze and the admiring glances from others filled her with a sense of liberation she had never felt before. She was free, at peace, and completely in the moment.

A while later, she heard somebody walking towards them. Opening her eyes, she saw a familiar figure walking towards them. Her heart skipped a beat.

"Dr. Stevenson?" she gasped, recognizing her colleague from one the universities her NGO partnered with.

Dr. Paul Stevenson, a distinguished professor, was the last person Lola expected to see here. Overweight and bald, he wore a bright floral Hawaiian shirt over a pair of  trunks. He seemed equally startled, seeing Lola like this, but his surprise quickly turned to a polite smile.

"Lola, Pete, fancy meeting you here," he said, his eyes lingering on Lola’s chest longer than she was comfortable with. "Small world, isn't it?"

Lola felt a rush of embarrassment, aware of her exposed state, colour flushing he cheeks. Lola sat up, tempted to cover her breasts with her hands, but she resisted the urge. Instead, she took a deep breath, letting her arms fall to her sides, leaving her chest proudly on display, she knew Pete had wanted to she her topless so she was going to give him what he wanted. She glanced at Pete, who gave her an awestruck smile, his eyes filled with admiration and pride and lust.

Drawing strength from his reaction, Lola decided to try and embrace the moment, allowing herself to fully experience the mix of vulnerability and empowerment that came with being so openly exposed to somebody she would she again in a professional setting.

Pete, stood to greet the Prof noticing that while Lola blushed deeply her nipples had became even more taught and erect.

"W we decided to take a little break," Lola said stammered. "How about you, Dr. Stevenson?"

"Just enjoying the scenery," Dr. Stevenson replied, his gaze drifting again to Lola's breasts. He cleared his throat, trying to maintain his composure. "Lovely day for the beach, perfect for a tan."

"Indeed," Lola managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Would you mind if I join you” asked Dr. Stevenson while sitting down beside them. The three of them chatted amiably putting the world to rights. They discussed everything from the latest news to the challenges in their respective fields, finding common ground and sharing laughs.

Lola slowly became more at ease, though she couldn't shake the surreal feeling of being outside her body, watching herself talk to a senior colleague while topless. It was a strange juxtaposition, her professional self, mingling with this sexually charged feeling her breasts exposed mere feet from a colleague. Her cheeks remained slightly flushed, but her initial embarrassment was starting to melt away, replaced by a growing sense of confidence.

Pete watched Lola with amazement, her bravery filling him with pride. He couldn't help but feel incredibly aroused by the situation, a clear bulge evident in his shorts. He kept his arm around her shoulders, offering silent support while marvelling at her transformation.

After a sometime, Dr. Stevenson glanced at Lola and said, "You might want to apply some more sunscreen, Lola. Don't want to get burned."

Lola smiled, trying to decide if he was being genuinely helpful or a dirty old bugger hoping to see her rubbing the lotion over her naked torso. She reached for the sunscreen, the movement natural and unhurried, both men enjoy the view as Lola large breast swayed as she retrived the lotion.

"Need some help with that?" Dr. Stevenson joked, holding out his hand for the sunscreen bottle. "It’s important to get an even coverage."

It was meant as a joke but the comment seemed to stop time.

Lola's embarrassment intensified. She looked at Pete, who gave her a reassuring nod. A look passed between them, an unspoken acknowledgment that they were about to cross a line into wholly new territory for them, to a place that had only existed in fantasy before. Both were aware of the situation's inappropriateness and the unexpected thrill it brought. They were both incredibly aroused, their shared excitement heightening the moment.

With a small, reluctant smile, she handed the bottle to. Dr. Stevenson who squeezed a generous amount of sunscreen into his hands, warming it slightly, "Are you sure," he asked softly, before his fingers working the lotion into her skin of her shoulders and back with firm, methodical strokes.

Lola gave a weak nod, her heart racing. She felt a mix of anxiety and anticipation, her mind whirling with the novelty of the situation. Pete, noticing her unease but also her growing excitement, leaned in and said with a playful grin, "Make sure everywhere is covered. We don't want any sunburn, do we?"

Dr. Stevenson smiled at Pete's comment and continued applying the sunscreen. His hands spreading the lotion evenly across her shoulders and down her back. The cool touch of the lotion against her warm skin sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but feel the intense sensation of being so intimately touched by another man in public.

As he moved lower, Dr. Stevenson made sure to cover every inch of exposed skin. Lola tried to focus on the practical aspect, reminding herself it was just sunscreen, but the mix of emotions made it impossible to stay detached.

Dr. Stevenson's hands then moved to her sides, his fingers brushing the sides of her breasts elicit a small noise from Lola, her nipples remaining painfully erect. "It's important to cover all exposed areas," he said, as if sensing her unease.

Dr. Stevenson cleared his throat. "Well, that’s your back all done. Thank you for allowing me to help."

Pete stepped in smoothly, "The front needs doing as well. I’m sure Lola could use a hand or two."

Lola merely bit her lip and nodded, her heart racing. Pete’s confidence and support made her feel safe, even in this wildly inappropriate situation. And she had to admit to herself allowing another man to touch her under the gaze of her husband and made her almost unbearably aroused. Dr. Stevenson, though clearly surprised, took a deep breath and reached for more sunscreen, ready to continue, his movements now even more careful and respectful.

Lola leaned back weight supported by he outstretched arms behind her, while preactical to allow the lotion to be applied it also had the effect of thrusting her large breasts out torward Dr.Stevenson and the world. When he finally moved to her front, Lola's breath caught in her throat. He applied the lotion with the same meticulous care, his hands moving in slow circles over her shoulders and upper chest. Lola's skin tingled under his touch, the cool lotion contrasting with the warmth of the sun. She glanced at Pete, who was watching with a supportive but hungry grin, which confirmed that she was fulfilling a deeply held desire of Petes’.

Slowly, the Prof moved down to her belly, his hands gliding over her soft curves. The lotion felt soothing against her skin, but the intimate nature of the act made her acutely aware of her vulnerability. Dr. Stevenson's touch was respectful, yet there was an undeniable intimacy in the way his hands moved over her body. He took his time, making sure the lotion was evenly applied, his fingers occasionally brushing against the undersides of her breasts.

Dr. Stevenson’s hands moved to her breasts, his touch gentle and precise. He began with slow circles around her chest, avoiding direct contact with her nipples at first. The sensation was both soothing and electrifying, her skin tingling under his touch. He applied the lotion in careful strokes, his fingers spreading it evenly across her breasts.

Finally, he hesitated briefly before gently applying the lotion to her nipples. His fingers brushed over them with delicate precision, sending a jolt of unexpected pleasure through Lola. Her nipples hardened under his touch, the contrast of the cool lotion and the warmth of the sun heightening her sensitivity. She fought to keep her composure, aware of both men watching her reaction.

Dr. Stevenson's touch lingered just a moment, his fingers lightly grazing her hardened nipples before he finally pulled back. "There we go," he said softly, his voice almost a whisper "All set."

"Actually," Pete interjected, looking at Lola with a playful grin, "I think she needs some on her legs and butt, too. Don’t want to miss any spots."

Dr. Stevenson hesitated, glancing at Lola and then back at Pete. "I wouldn’t want to get the lotion on my suit," he said, sounding a bit uneasy.

Pete smiled, his tone becoming more persuasive. "Why don't we just remove the suit, then? That way, there's no risk."

Lola's heart pounded even harder. The thought of being completely naked on the beach in front of a professional colleague was both terrifying and thrilling. She looked at Pete, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and arousal. Pete’s reassuring smile and the twinkle in his eye emboldened her. Slowly, biting her bottom lip, she nodded.

With shaky hands, Lola stood up and began to slide her swimsuit down. Her nerves were almost overwhelming, but there was also a strange excitement coursing through her veins. As the swimsuit reached her hips, she paused, taking a deep breath before pushing it down and stepping out of it. She stood there, completely exposed, her body reacting its exposure.

Her smooth, shaved vagina was now visible, and she felt an intense embarrassment knowing her colleague now knew what she kept her pussy smooth.. She glanced at Dr. Stevenson, who quickly averted his gaze, though not before she noticed his lingering look and the noticeable bulge in his swim trunks.

Feeling her cheeks burn, Lola laid down on her front, her movements slow and deliberate. She knelt on all fours first, legs a little more apart than neccassary, giving both men a clear view between her legs, know they would be able to see her lips slightly parting. What she would have been mortified to know that from that angle both Pete and the Prof also had a brief but clear view of by anus before she finally settled onto her stomach. She wondered what she had just really shown to her colleague. The position heightened her sense of exposure, but also her arousal and she was know acutely aware of the wetness between her legs. She couldn't deny the thrill of thinking that Dr.Stevenson may have just seen, had he seen the arousal shining in the sun[Ma1] ?

Pete took the sunscreen bottle and knelt down, applying the lotion to her lower legs with gentle, confident strokes. Lola closed her eyes, trying to focus on the sensation rather than her embarrassment. His hands moved up her calves, spreading the lotion evenly over her skin.

Meanwhile, Dr. Stevenson focused on her thighs and buttocks. His hands were tentative at first, but as he spread the lotion, his touch became more assured. Lola's skin tingled under their combined efforts, her sense of exposure heightened.

As Dr. Stevenson’s hands worked their way up her thighs, Lola felt another wave of unexpected pleasure. His fingers brushed against the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, lingering slightly as he applied the lotion with careful precision. The touch forced Lola's legs apart a little more, heightening her sense of vulnerability. Pete looking up could see that both he and Dr. Stevenson now had a unobstructued view of Lola’s smooth pussy.

"There we go, beautiful" Pete said, his voice warm and reassuring, as he finished her lower legs.

Dr. Stevenson’s hands moved to her buttocks, his touch firm and thorough. Lola felt his fingers linger, gently kneading her flesh. Her breath hitched as his hands ventured closer to the crease between her buttocks. The sensation was both embarrassing and arousing.

Dr. Stevenson hesitated for a moment, looked at Pete for approval, who barely nodded before the academic slipped his fingers into Lola’s butt crack, applying the lotion with deliberate care. Lola's heart raced as his fingers brushed against her anus, sending a jolt of unexpected pleasure through her body. She bit her lip, trying to maintain her composure.

"There," Dr. Stevenson said finally, his voice a bit unsteady. "All done."

Lola then suggested, surprising herself with her own boldness, "If I'm going to stay like this, I think my front will need doing too."

Pete's eyes widened in surprise and arousal. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice barely concealing his excitement.

Lola nodded, feeling a mix of nerves and anticipation. She rolled onto her back, her breasts rising and falling with each deep breath. The view she presented to the men now was one of unabashed sexuality, her naked form fully exposed under the Mediterranean sun. Her large, firm breasts stood proudly, the nipples hard and sensitive from the sun's warmth and the cool lotion. Her shaved vagina was smooth and inviting, a symbol of her vulnerability and newfound confidence. Her beautiful curves were accentuated by the sunlight, her skin glowing with a mix of lotion and perspiration. She felt a rush of excitement mixed with a tinge of apprehension as she awaited their response. She felt a rush of excitement mixed with a tinge of apprehension as she awaited their response.

Pete's gaze lingered on her, his eyes filled with desire and admiration. "You're stunning, Lola," he whispered, his voice husky with arousal.

Dr. Stevenson, though surprised by Lola's suggestion, couldn't hide the flicker of interest in his eyes. "If you're comfortable with it, then of course," he said, his tone more composed than his gaze suggested.

Lola nodded, her heart racing with anticipation. She lay back on the towel, her body bathed in warm sunlight, feeling a surge of exhilaration at her newfound boldness.

Pete and Dr. Stevenson exchanged a brief glance before they both knelt down beside her, their hands reaching for the sunscreen bottle. Lola's skin tingled with anticipation as their fingers brushed against her, sending shivers down her spine.

Pete started at her feet, his touch gentle yet firm as he began to apply the sunscreen to her legs. Lola closed her eyes, revelling in the sensation as his hands moved up her calves, spreading the lotion with practiced ease. His touch was electric, igniting a fire within her that she had never felt before.

Meanwhile, Dr. Stevenson focused on her thighs, his touch tentative yet deliberate as he worked the sunscreen into her skin. Lola's breath hitched as his fingers brushed against her inner thighs, sending a wave of arousal coursing through her body. She bit her lip, trying to suppress the moan that threatened to escape her lips.

As their hands moved higher, Lola felt a flush of heat spreading through her body. She could feel the intensity of their gaze as they lingered on her exposed flesh, their touch sending sparks of pleasure dancing along her skin.

Eventually, their hands reached the join of her thighs, their fingers grazing against the sensitive skin of her groin. Lola's heart raced as their touch inched closer and closer to her most intimate area.

Pete and Dr. Stevenson exchanged a brief glance before they both leaned in, their hands working in unison as they applied the sunscreen to her smooth pussy. Lola's heart raced with excitement as their fingers brushed against her, sending waves of pleasure crashing over her in a tidal wave of sensation.

She gasped as Dr. Stevenson's finger slipped between her folds, his touch sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. She arched her back, pressing herself against him as he explored her with a newfound intensity.

Pete's touch was equally electrifying, his fingers tracing delicate patterns across her skin as he worked the sunscreen into her pussy. Lola moaned softly, her body writhing with pleasure as she surrendered herself to the sensations washing over her.

As their hands moved, Lola felt herself teetering on the edge of ecstasy, her body trembling with anticipation as she drew closer and closer to the brink. She cried out as Dr. Stevenson's finger brushed against her clit, sending her hurtling over the edge into the heights of pleasure.

As she lay there, panting and spent, Lola felt a sense of exhilaration unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She had never felt more alive, more free, than she did in that moment, basking in the warm glow of the sun as it bathed her naked body in its golden light. And as she looked up at Pete and Dr. Stevenson, she knew that this was only the beginning of her journey into the unknown.

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