It was a Tuesday on a warm late spring day and I was having a day’s hike along part of the recently created English Coastal Path, it was a stretch in Cornwall that included long sandy beaches, tall majestic cliffs and small secluded sandy coves where the cliffs jutted out into the ocean like the arms of a mother welcoming her child. It had been a long slow steady climb to reach the ridge along the cliff overlooking the cove, and the warm sunshine and just the slightest of breezes made it very warm work.

 I’d stopped about an hour and a half earlier for about 30 minutes on a large open sandy beach where I had a cup of coffee and a snack bar. I would have moved on sooner, but the sun was warm and the view out to sea was ever changing and I got carried away and lost all sense of time. In addition, there was also a group of half a dozen or so mothers with young children playing on the beach, building sandcastles which the children knocked down as soon as they had finished making it. There were others running into the waves which were gently lapping onto the gradually shelving shore. Some were playing with balls and Frisbees. Some of the mothers with the children were quite attractive, their bikinis of various colours and styles. One or two had even gone topless exposing their bodies to the Vitamin D enriching rays of the sun. I could see that most of them were wearing thong bottoms and the sight of them running across the sand chasing their little ones causing their breasts to bounce rhythmically up and down and side to side, their hair flowing behind them, and of others bending over to help the toddlers build castles in the sand, soon got me slightly aroused. This was another reason for delaying me on the walk.

Eventually I put my flask into my rucksack, slung it over my shoulders and rather reluctantly set off. I didn’t afford myself the luxury of looking back, not even for one final glimpse or I might not have completed the walk. The next half hour was spent climbing gradually up onto the ridge and the views along the coast and inland soon had me concentrating on the reason that I had set out in the first place. Those people on the beach were the only ones that I had seen since I had set out just before 9:30. My only company had been the wheeling, crying sea birds that had nested on the cliffs, so it had been good to see, if not talk to other human beings. It was just after 1:15 when I got to the spot above the shelters cove, so I decided to make my way down to have lunch. There was a reasonably good path down to the beach and when I got there it was deserted. I found a good spot some 3 metres away from the path and plonked my gear down. I also took of my boots and socks and walked to the sea about 30 metres away to cool my hot sweaty feet in the sea. I stood there for a few minutes gazing up and looking at the ridge line and thought to myself that this would be the perfect spot to strip off and have a swim. It didn’t take long to walk back to my rucksack, strip out of my clothes and lay my shirt across the bag to dry, and jog back to the water. As I did so I could feel my penis and testicles jogging up and down and it made me remember the mothers that I had seen on the previous beach which caused my penis to wake up and become a little stiffer. I run into the water until I was almost up to my knees and dived through the next incoming wave which was small. The water was cold and refreshing against my hot body, and my semi erection soon dissolved and left my penis in its normal state. I spent 10 minutes or so, just swimming lazily and floating on my back until I remembered why I had stopped there in the first place. I walked out of the water and up the beach. As I had no towel I had to “air dry” my body which had become chilled in the cooler water. I sat on the warm sand and opened my bag to take out my flask and lunch box. Soon however the sun, warm coffee and tuna mayo sandwiches, along with the fruit and crisps had warmed me up. Also, the walk so far and the swim had made me feel rather tired, so I lay on my back on the sand and closed my eyes. All I could hear was the sound of the waves soothingly lapping onto the shore and feel the warm sun on my body. As a result, I must have fallen into to deep sleep and must have started dreaming.

I was on the beach where I had my coffee stop, and the ladies were there without their children. They were wearing much as they wore when I had seen them, although the bikinis were tiny, barely covering the breasts and vaginas and became see through when wet. They were aged between 23 and 35 I would guess. I was sitting where I was sat in reality and was drinking an enormous cup of coffee. The women had a couple of large bags with them. Soon opened one and brought out bags with crisps and other nibbles, along with a selection of sausage rolls, vol au vents and finger buffet food. The other, which looked like an insulated bag was opened and they brought out 3 large bottles (which looked to hold about twice the volume as a standard bottle) of white wine and a large wine glass for each of them. One of the ladies, who was tall and slim with long dark hair, firm perfectly proportioned breast, a beautiful bottom and was wearing a bright yellow very skimpy string bikini, opened one of the bottles and poured the wine out into the glasses. As she bent over, I noticed that the strap on the bikini bottoms had moved to one side of her anus and I could discern her pussy lips between her legs. Once the glasses were filled, they all raised them and shouted “CHEERS!” They all drank the wine down in one gulp, and then started to laugh. After a few minutes another of the ladies, picked up another bottle and refilled the glasses. She was shorter than the first one, had dark hair, very large boobs which were barely contained within her almost string like bikini top, a peach of a bum and a pale green bikini. She did not bend down as she poured the wine whilst sitting on the sand. Again, they all raised their glasses and shouted “Cheers!” Once again, they emptied their glasses in one. A third lady, slightly older than the other two, picked up a third bottle and re-charged the empty glasses. Some of the ladies were now giggling from the effects of the wine on empty stomachs. This older lady was of medium height and slightly broader with short close cropped sandy coloured hair. Her breasts were average sized and slightly droopy, and her bum was on the large side but not unattractively so. Her bikini was also a thong but covering slightly more than those of the other two ladies. As she was facing me, but not noticing me sat there I suppose, I could see her slightly pendulous breast as she poured out the wine. For a third time, the cry went up “CHEERS!! But it was louder than on the other two occasions, but the glasses were emptied in one. They then dissolved into fits of raucous laughter. After several minutes one of them got up and ran to the sea and dived into the water. She was quickly followed by the others. They cavorted in the water, splashing each other, pushing one another over, and generally behaving like teenagers. Then one of them untied the straps on the person next to her bikini top and whipped it off and tossed it onto the sand. The others followed suit and in next to no time they were all topless. Not to be outdone. The woman who’d had her top removed first, stood up in the water which was no more than knee high, and removed her bottoms and threw them onto the sand. She then pushed her pussy into the face of the woman, who was kneeling in the water, next to her who gave it a kiss. Everyone squealed with delight and immediately either took their bottoms off or had them taken off by someone nearby. Some of the bikinis landed on the beach and some floated on the water at the edge of the sand. The wine drunk on empty stomachs had taken its effect. Soon some of the women started kissing and fondling one another’s breasts. Others were stroking one another’s vaginas. Soon they began to leave the water still kissing both on their lips and caressing each other’s breasts and pussies. Once on dry land a couple of them lay on the sand and started kissing each other with passion and began massaging their partner’s clitoris. It looked as though it was going to turn out into a full-blown lesbian orgy.

Meanwhile I had just been drinking my seemingly never-ending cup of coffee, without a care in the world. However, I was spotted by one of the ladies who squealed out in delight and got up and slowly made her way towards me. She was followed by the others. It wasn’t as though I had hidden myself, I had been sitting only 10 metres from them all the time that they were drinking. They walked slowly and deliberately, all in step, toward me, their breasts swinging to the left and then the right in unison. I got the occasional glimpse of pussy. They stopped one metre from where I sat. The lead one asked if I was alright. I gawped at her, so she repeated the question and I still said nothing. Eventually she spoke louder, “Hey, mister are you alright?”

I opened my eyes and saw the silhouette of a person standing in front of me. It took several seconds for my eyes to adjust to the light and then I realised that it was the outline of a woman blocking out the sun. She said it for a fourth time and then I realised where I was and that I had the most enormous erection. I tried to get to my feet, cover my erection and say “Yes I am fine thanks.” All at the same time but my feet slipped on the sand and I fell onto the woman who was stood there and we tumbled to the ground. We landed partly on top of one another with me underneath and her hand holding my penis. As we tried to untangle ourselves my hands touched her clothed breasts and her lower stomach. I apologised, she said that she was sorry. Once we got up, I brushed the sand off me and tried to get to my shorts to put them on to cover my erection, but I couldn’t quite see them. The soft sand was still sticking to my body, so I decided to go back into the sea to wash it off, and hopefully lose my erection, which was still causing me embarrassment. I told the young lady that I was fine after checking that she had suffered no harm as a result of our tumble and then walked to the sea.

I waded through the incoming waves which were larger than before my nap and as soon as I could I splashed water over my body to start to get rid of the sand. When I dropped into the water it still felt cool but refreshing. I dipped my head under and when I surfaced, shook my head and ran my hands through my hair to dislodge as much sand as I could and then ducked under an incoming wave once more. When I resurfaced this time, I floated on my back, bobbing up and down in the waves. Suddenly, I felt a hand upon my now semi normal penis. I turned and saw the young lady right next to me. I could see that she was naked as well.

 “I hope that you don’t mind,” she said, “but I just had to feel your cock once again but deliberately this time, not by accident like before, so that I can enjoy its size and firmness. I was admiring you whilst you were asleep and thinking I would love to get my hands and mouth around that fine specimen, and feeling it thrusting deep and hard inside me. I thought that you were dreaming and was leaving you to it in the hope that I’d be able to self-satisfy my urge to jump on you, with my own fingers, but then you started making those strange noises, so I came across to see if you were alright and not having some sort of fit or heart attack. That’s when you woke up, I’m sorry if I spoilt your dream.”

“No that is okay, to wake me up that is” remembering that she still had hold of my, by now, awaking cock. “I must have been dreaming, I didn’t intend to fall asleep, but I’ve been walking since about half past nine this morning with only a short break for coffee, and then this lunch stop. I was wet after having a quick dip, and not having brought a large towel with me, I had to air dry so to speak. I do have a small hand towel for emergencies, but it was a warm day and there was nobody around, so I thought that I’d close my eyes and let the sun do the drying for me.” I replied. I could see through the transparent water that this lady had large firm natural breasts, with erect taut nipples. I was difficult to see much else because of the incoming waves.

“Do you mind me holding you like this. or would you prefer for me not to? I don’t mind if you did the same for me, in fact I think that would quite enjoy it as I didn’t finish off what I’d hoped to do earlier – that is if you want to.” As she said it, she raised her feet off the sandy bottom and let her hips float to the surface so that she was lying on her back alongside but facing me. I could then see that she had a well-toned stomach and that her pubic hair was very closely trimmed, like the topiary in the gardens of a stately home. She let her leg farthest away from me to drift further out so that I could see her pussy lips and engorged clitoris. I wanted to reach out and put my hand on it and insert my fingers inside her but resisted the temptation despite her unusual offer.

“I suppose, under the circumstances, we ought to introduce ourselves.” She said smiling. “I’m Suzette, but I usually get called Suzzie.” “Oh, I’m Marc with a c, people just call me Marc.” I replied. “Pleased to meet you Marc.” “And like-wise, Suzette, or should I say Suzzie.” “Do you realise that we both have something in common, apart from floating naked in the sea, off a secluded cove on a warm sunny day.” She went on with a smile on her face. “What’s that?” I replied. “Well we both have French originating names, Suzette and Marc spelt the French way.” She said and gave a little chuckle. “Oh, looks like the waves drifting us apart, and making it harder to hold onto you. If you slide a couple of fingers right into my pussy, then we’ll have two anchor points which will make it easier to keep us together.” I did as she told me and reached my hand up over her thigh and towards the opening between her legs. As I slid the fingers in my thumb engaged with her erect clit which made her shudder involuntarily. “OOOH, that was nice, do it again pleeeease.” I did it and again she shuddered but this time it was much stronger. “OOOH now push your fingers right in, I want to make sure that you can keep doing it.” As I pushed the fingers into the tight pussy, I could feel her pelvic muscles holding them like in a vice like grip. She took a firmer hold on my now fully erect cock hand started to slowly move her hand up and down its length. That brought about an involuntary shudder from me. I tried to reach over with my free hand to feel her breasts and nipples, but they were just out of reach. After several minutes of gentle mutual masturbation in the up and down motion of the incoming waves we were both feeling very aroused. “I think that we need to get onto dry land and continue this to its logical conclusion.” Suzzie said. With that we released our hold on each other, dropped our feet to the floor and started wading towards the beach. We held hands until we reached to where the waves were falling onto the shore and there we kissed long and passionately. I could feel my cock pressing against her firm stomach as she put her hands on my buttocks and pulled me ever closer to her body. Only then did I notice that she was about 3 inches shorter than me. The salty taste of that kiss made me want to kiss her some more, so I moved to kiss her tits and her rock-hard nipples. Suzzie moaned and slid her hands between our bodies and grabbed hold of my cock and began wanking me again, but ever so gently. I guided my hand down her stomach, over her trimmed pubic hair and into her moist pussy. As I did so we both gave involuntary shudders which caused our knees to give way slightly. So we gave in to gravity and slowly lowered ourselves to the damp sand left by the receding tide. I continued to suckle on her salty breasts and nipples for a few minutes and when the salty taste had gone, I continued licking her lower chest, stomach, and belly button, at which point she gave a squeal of delight. In a short while I continued my progress down, through her short, deliciously salty tasting pubic hair, around the fully ripened clitoris where it lingered for a while before finding the entrance to Shangri-La. As I was sucking her luscious lips and pushing my tongue in and out of her pussy like a snake seeking the scent of its unseen prey, she was taking my penis into her hands and running her tongue up and down its shaft and occasionally slipping the bell end into her mouth in a teasing manner. I had an overwhelming feeling that I couldn’t control my cumming much longer and I redoubled my efforts to try to make her climax at the same time as me. My efforts seemed to be having a reward because as I was sucking and licking, she began to arch her back slightly and move her legs apart as though she was reaching her climactic moment. The juices began to flow more freely from her pussy and the sweet warm taste mingled with what was left of the saltiness from her body the finest taste liquid that I had ever had.

Control of our emotions had now deserted us both and we were full on into an earth-shattering orgasm. We reached it almost simultaneously. Suzzie pushed almost the full length of my throbbing cock down into her throat just before I exploded and shot my sperm out of the end like a missile out of a cannon. Moments later she started to gush uncontrolledly forcing me to open my mouth to accept the juice greedily, and at the same time her pelvis thrutched and writhed like the body of a python wrapping around its captured prey. With one last upward motion she climaxed and slowly lowered her body to the sand. We lay still for a few moments my cock buried deep in her throat and my tongue inside her pussy. When we recovered some energy I started to withdraw my cock from her mouth, but just as I was about to pull it out completely she started to roll her tongue around it and sucked eagerly at the same time like a newly born calf taking its first meal from its mother’s teats, to clean all of my sperm off the end of my penis. It was then that I realised that she had taken it fully into her throat and kept it there during the whole of my orgasm and still managed to breathe. “Nice trick that.” I said to her when she had finished cleaning my penis. “What trick?” she enquired. “Being able to hold my cock deep in your throat and still be able to breathe, how do you do it?” “I dunno. It is just something that came naturally to me, just like fucking I suppose.” “Well it is a damned fine trick, I bet that it makes you very popular with your boyfriend or husband, whichever you have.” “I’ve neither.” Came her response. “If I want to have sex I just go out and get it, and leave the bloke afterwards.” “So that’s what you were doing with me then?” Suzzie tuned to me as we walked back up the beach to our clothes and said “No. It was just a whim. I’d come down to the beach just to a bit of nude sun bathing and skinny dipping. When I arrived at the bottom of the path, I noticed you there lying naked with a huge stiffy. Well that that sort of got a stirring in my loins so to speak, and I was admiring you lying there with a tempting hard on. I didn’t want to wake you and spoil the moment so I decided to take matters into my own hands, well my fingers. So I kay down on the beach and pushed my panties down and started wanking. I was getting well into it when you started making the noises which caused me to stop and wake you up. I was at the point where I had to do something to satisfy myself, so when you stood up and stumbled into me I took the opportunity to grab a handful of your hard cock. On the way down I contrived to ensure that one of your hands landed on my tits, the fact that the other one landed lower down, near my pussy, was a lucky mishap. Just before I woke you I moved your shorts to just under your rucksack so that you couldn’t immediately put them on and so giving me a greater opportunity to full satisfaction.” And did you, get full satisfaction I mean?” I enquired. “Well for now.” Suzzie said with a cheeky smile on her face. “I think that I could maybe go another couple of rounds when I get home, if I can find someone to help me.” And with that she gave me a sexy come hither look followed by a long passionate kiss, grabbed my cock and took my hand and placed it on her right tit. When she released me from the kiss and we continued to our clothes and dressed in silence. We walked together up the path to the top of the cliff. I took the watch out of the pocket of my shorts and looked at the time. It was 4:30 p.m. I had another 5 miles before getting back to the starting point and the bus home.

“Well, thank you for a wonderful afternoon.” I said. “It wasn’t what I expected when I set out this morning, but extremely enjoyable all the same. How are you getting home?” I asked. “My car is about 10 minutes’ walk way in the car park. Do you fancy coming back with me for round two?” She enquired.