It started as a day at the beach

I stood on the beach watching this young woman emerging from the ocean waves. The day was sunny and warm with a light breeze. As more and more of her came out of the water, the better she looked. She was tall and slim, had a long wet ponytail and the cutest face. Soon I could see that she had a wonderful set of tits with just the right amount of cleavage. I guessed she was about a 34-C. They were firm and high. If she took her top off, I doubted that they would drop much at all. Next followed a flat stomach, then wonderfully curved hips and lastly, long shapely legs. Her body was a sight to behold.

She started running up the beach. Her ponytail and her tits swayed with just the right motion. Her bikini top hardly covered more than her nipples and her bottoms were just as skimpy. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. The closer she got, the younger her face started to look. Finally I decided that she was in her mid teens. That is the time of life that I have always thought that girls looked their very best and sexiest. But if she was, I was old enough to be her father and what would I think about some older man thinking the thoughts about my teen daughter, if I had one, that I was thinking about this girl.

As she ran toward me I could tell that she was looking at the large tent that my 35 year-old, thick, 7-inch cock was making in my short but loose fitting boxer style swim trunks. She didn’t stop looking till she had passed me. As she did she gave me a little smile. I lay on my blanket and worked my swimsuit covered manhood into the warm white sand and waited for it to go down. It took a while as I was still picturing the body of the girl I had been watching, and I was imagining it without the bikini. I pictured it with strong tan lines not far from her nipples and around a pussy which I pictured with just a light covering of fine blond pubic hair.

I laid on my blanket for probably ten minutes and almost fell asleep. Then from behind me I heard, “Hi, do you live around here?” I turned and looked. It was her, standing there with a big smile. I was staring up at the v between her slightly parted legs and at the underside of her spectacular breasts. My cock twitched again and I’m sure that pre-cum was making a wet spot on my trunks. “Do you live around here”, she asked again. “Yes I do, about a mile from here.”

“I’m here with my family. We rented a condo down the beach for a week. We just got here yesterday. What’s there to do around here?” I said, “not much but the beach.” “Would you get us some beers?” she asked. “How old are you, young lady?” She paused for several long seconds and then said, “18 and I have proof. Do you want to see it?” This was long enough ago that 18 was legal age for drinking if any of you remember that far back. “OK, what kind do you like?” “Anything. You choose. But first lets go for a little swim together. OK?” “Sure, if that’s what you want.”

We ran , side by side, into the water. The waves were very calm that day. We had gotten to where the water was up to her neck and up to my arm pits when she turned, put her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and she gave me a big kiss. “I’m Tina. What’s your name?” “Jerry.” “I saw that big bulge in your shorts while you watched me come out of the water. Did you like what you saw?” As I was nodding my head yes, she let her legs drop back down to the bottom. She reached down and grasped my erection thru my shorts. “It feels really big like I thought it would.” She took my hand and, under the water, she put it on one of her boobs.