Quickies: A Big Beautiful Beach Day

Note: This is part of an anthology of short and sweet stories that skip some of the details and get right to the point. If you want more exposition, see my other stories outside of this set.

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Another day at the beach with the fam. Technically, it was vacation, but with young kids, it’s hardly a relaxing experience. There’s no going out into the waves. No basking in the sun on a beach towel. No nighttime parties or bonfires. And, especially for as long as we’ve been married, there’s no sex. I’m sorry if I’m sounding so negative, I love my kids, but no one really warned me it would be this way!

It was a holiday weekend, and the beach was crowded with day-trippers, young bands of teens and twenty-somethings, and, of course, families like us. I wasn’t the only dad fully recruited into the service of sandcastle construction. A little after we got there, another family came and set up their umbrella a few feet away from our encampment. I recognized them from our condo. They also have young kids, chubby and tan, a heavyset mom unafraid to wear a tiny bikini, and a huge-bellied dad who I’d yet to see in a shirt.

I watched as the adults set up beach chairs and tried to sit in peace and enjoy the day. After no more than 45 seconds, one of the kids demanded to go down to the water. The parents looked at each other and things got tense.

“Do you wanna take them?” the dad said.

“I took them all of yesterday, it’s your turn!” the mom snapped back angrily.

Shaking his head, the dad lumbered down the shoreline towards his screaming children.

In fact, it was my turn too, so my kids and I joined nearby, playing in the surf. I found my attention split between my children and the people around me. You see, being on vacation wasn’t only sexless, but also masturbation-less, as I had nearly no time all to myself. That left me, I’m almost embarrassed to say, getting quite distracted by the many scantily clad young women who walked by, showing more skin than I got to see from my wife in an average month.

I tried not to be too obvious, but my eyes followed the parade of barely covered tits and bouncing asses that moved up and down the beach. Yeah, I was being a total perv, and yeah, I was imagining each girl bent over or spread wide with my cock buried inside. In my defense, I was really pent up. I realized that I was going to have to get a quick release in the shower or something soon before I lost my mind.

After what felt like forever, I convinced my kids to go back to the towels and cover my legs under a mountain of sand. My wife was off-duty and lying face down nearby. This was actually one of the few ways that I got a chance to sit still for a few minutes. I could also spy on the hottest women from a bit of a distance so it wasn’t as obvious.

A few college-aged kids were playing in the water in front of us. I could practically smell the pheromones wafting off of them as they postured their bodies trying to impress one another. After they finished laughing and flirting, they headed back toward their chairs behind us. As they did, one hot, thin young thing walked right between us and the hefty family. My eyes followed her as she went by so I could get a good look at the G-string she was wearing. As I had hoped, it disappeared as it travelled around back, lost between two taut, muscular glutes. After she passed through my line of sight, I found I was looking across as the other family. The mom, partly reclined on a beach chair, seemed to be looking my way, although it was hard to be certain since she was wearing sunglasses. She appeared to almost shake her head in disgust at me and turned her head away. Great, had my perviness been revealed?

Continuing to look at her for a moment, however, I realized that although she was large—obese really—she had a poise and proportions that made her look natural and comfortable. With olive skin and dark wavy hair pulled Sahabet up into a pony tail, she might have been Latina or Italian perhaps. The fat was layered thickly on her arms and legs, especially her thighs, which were each about the size of the torso of the co-ed that had just passed by. Her midsection bubbled out and was mostly smooth except for a long crease in the fat that drew a line just above her bikini and a pouting recess of a belly button that looked deep enough to fuck.

What kept me staring, though, was what sat on top of that stomach. I hadn’t noticed before how massive her breasts were. Now I saw that the pink and yellow bikini she wore couldn’t fully contain them, and a significant portion of the underside of each heavy melon was exposed. The triangular fabric was situated on the outside of her mounds and pressed them together to form cleavage that was at least a foot long and 6 inches deep. My cock jumped a little at the thought of what it might feel like to be between them.

Realizing I was staring, I looked away. I soon found myself peeking back at her, though. She wasn’t the most attractive woman on the beach by a long shot, but she seemed so confident in her skin, and it drew me in. As she moved in the chair, she let her body undulate freely, without taking care to readjust her swimsuit. Her heaving tits stretched and slid the triangles of her bikini further apart until I realized I could clearly see the dark circle of one of her areolae. My eyes locked on, and it almost felt like psychokinesis when I willed it to move just an inch more and was rewarded as a hard brown nipple popped out from beneath the bikini. I was surprised to find it was turning me on far more than it should have. Just then the woman turned her head towards me.

“Honey!” my wife said suddenly and I was pulled back to reality.

“Yes!” I said far too quickly.

“I want to get going soon. Can you tell the kids it’s time to go?”

“Time to go” meant that we wouldn’t be anywhere near the condo for at least 30 minutes. It meant whining and cajoling and slow-walking over the hot sand. I stood and started gathering up the beach toys and moved to take down the umbrella.

“Momma, momma come look!” the neighbor kids were begging as she resisted.

“Could you just get up off your fat ass?” the dad said coldly.

The woman finally raised up from the chair and started walking down to the waves. Now I got a chance to see her from behind and it didn’t disappoint. Her pudgy hips jutted out and held the straps of her bikini bottom on two shelves of flesh. As she walked away, her thick thighs looked strong beneath her large frame and sent her round ass bouncing in an alternating rhythm. I was so captivated that I barely attended to the fit mother and daughter jogging along the sand until I saw them snicker when they saw the chubby kids and their mother in their path. So cruel.

After wrangling my children and shouldering all of the beach paraphernalia, we finally started our trek back to the condo. Crossing the dunes, I saw the line of three wooden showers next to the building.

“Would it be possible for you to clean them off this time?” I asked my wife, secretly hoping that maybe this would be my chance for some much-needed relief.

“Fine,” she answered. “But then you have to do their baths tonight!”

I accepted the deal and entered the middle shower while my wife and kids took another. Letting the water get warm, I quickly washed off the sand and then got down to business. I closed my eyes and started to picture the skinny co-ed in the G-string. I could see her with her back to me, stripping the bikini off until she was bent forward to the ground. She was glancing back over her shoulder with a sultry look, licking her lips. “Am I too young for you?” she was asking. I never said I was the most creative in my fantasizing, but it was more than enough to get me hard.

I heard some talking outside the shower and then the Sahabet Giriş other shower became occupied. As I stroked my cock, I wondered if that girl was right there on the other side now. I moved against the wall, searching futilely for a gap between the boards. My hand became her pink pussy and I started getting closer to the edge.

Just then, the door to my shower opened inward. Had I neglected to lock it?! I was obscured behind the door and the intruder went right into the spraying water before closing it. Turning around I saw it was my large neighbor—not the dad, but the massive mamma. She was not facing me as she looked up into the stream of water and began cleaning off her face and hair. She reached behind her and undid the tie on her bikini top and her enormous tits flopped down. They were so large that, even from behind her, I could see part of their undersides billowing out from her abdomen.

Grabbing a shampoo bottle, she started washing her hair. She then turned, now facing me, but with her eyes closed as the soapy suds came down. The white bubbles flowed over her tan skin and floated down her neck into the deep cavern of her cleavage. With this close-up view of her huge breasts and erect nipples, I had to stifle a gasp. She began running her hands up and down her chest lifting each substantial sack and allowing it to bounce down onto her chubby stomach. I was still holding my dick and it leapt in my hand.

The woman turned back around and I momentarily came to my senses, contemplating how I might sneak out of the shower without being seen. Those thoughts evaporated when she began to remove her bikini bottom. She did it slowly, bending forward from the waist, leaving her ample ass high in the air. It was better than anything I could have fantasized. When she got to the ground, she lingered in this compromised position. There in front of me were the quivering folds of her pussy. Her lips were gnarly and big like the rest of her, with a tiny bit of pubic hair peeking from between her thighs.

Some gravitational force seemed to emanate from her slick love hole that pulled at my erection until it hovered just inches from her opening. Without thinking through the implications of what I was doing, I extended my hips forward and placed the tip of my cock between the chunky flaps of her cunt. Like a reflex, her curtains instantly glommed onto my leaking rod and produced a hint of suction. The woman froze, except for a quick twitch that sent a shivering wave rolling from the lumps of her ass cheeks down her big thighs. Instantaneously, I became aware of what I was doing to this complete stranger. I realized I’d crossed the forbidden line from fantasy to reality and the stupidity of what I’d done suddenly washed over me. I braced for the impending punishment.

The woman lifted her body up just a little, then, using her powerful legs, pushed backwards into me until my back was flat against the wooden planks of the shower wall. Half-sitting, half-standing, she crushed her immense weight against me, engulfing my member with her hot and well-lubricated pussy. She let out a deep sigh as my cock extended into the deepest part of her womb. As I was already on the edge before she arrived, the stimulation of sliding into her wet passage nearly made me explode. But, once she had me to the hilt, she stayed motionless, staving off my orgasm for the moment.

I felt a twinge of pain in my lower back from crashing into the wall. My first thought was that she had hit me with some kind of defensive maneuver she learned in a self-defense class. I was pinned beneath her weight, virtually incapacitated, and caught red-cocked. But then she slowly started rocking her wide hips, caressing me inside of her. It was unmistakably sensual. She let out a series of quiet grunts as she used my cock to stimulate her depths. It wasn’t long before I could feel the pressure in my balls mounting again. I grasped onto the plump folds of her waist and instinctively Sahabet Güncel Giriş started to thrust back to meet her movements.

Holding back with all my might and trying to signal her, I managed to say “Uh, I’m going to…”

“Honey!” my wife yelled from outside the shower. My heart nearly stopped and my cock immediately shrank an inch. I remained silent.

“HONEY! You’re taking too long. I’m heading up with the kids! You better hurry, I need your help with dinner.”

Before I could answer, I heard them walking away. The mother I was fucking grabbed my hands and moved them from her waist up to her massive tits. I caressed and explored their expanse as they jiggled in my grasp. Finding her fleshy nipples, I pinched and palmed them, causing her cunt to tighten up on my cock. My erection grew inside of her again.

“Lorena!” I heard a gravelly voice say from the shower next to us.

“Yes, love,” the woman I was currently inside answered.

“I’ve been thinking about that call we had with my dad the other day.”

“Uh, huh,” Lorena said breathily as she started rhythmically bouncing her ass, sliding up and down my rigid staff.

“Why won’t you just let him visit after we get back?”

“I already told you that I can’t stand that man,” Lorena said angrily. She tensed up and began to ride me faster and with more force. I felt the urgency for release rising up in me again. My grasp tightened on her tits.

“Yeah, but this has to stop sometime, right?”

“Can’t you just let it go?” she snapped back. She shifted the full weight of her body back onto me again and now she was powerfully grinding my straining shaft inside of her. I was reaching the point of no return. I tried to pull myself back from her, but she just smashed her huge ass cheeks up against my pelvis, ensuring I stayed deep inside.

“Now, Lorena, can’t you just let him come? You know he wants to.”

She was breathing heavily now. I could feel the convulsive movements of her pussy as she had a quiet, but intense orgasm. Her cunt massaged me up and down my length.

“I know he wants to come,” she said, the pleasure in her voice was tempered with rage. Then, for the first time, she looked back over her shoulder at me. Staring right into my eyes she commanded “What YOU need to do is let it go!”

I shook my head, desperately.

She gave me a devilish look and said, “Let it go RIGHT NOW.”

I lost all resistance. My balls lurched and started to send a week’s worth of spunk into the cunt of this huge sexy woman. Her big robust body made me feel free to pound into her with all my might, creating waves that rippled through the fat of her ass and legs. I plunged into her as she stared into my eyes with a look of ecstasy on her face, nodding her head and mouthing “yes, yes” as each spurt of cum coursed out of me and defiled her married womb. My body shuddered and a rush of relief spread from my toes up my spine. Digging my fingers deep into the folds of her ass and watching them disappear elicited a few extra pulses that prolonged my release. Finally, I was completely spent.

There was only the sound of the shower for a moment. Then the voice of her husband again, “Fine, fine, whatever. We’ll talk about it later. I’ll go see if the kids are ok up there.” His shower stopped and we heard his plodding footsteps heading up the stairs.

Lorena pulled herself off me, turned around, and stood up straight in front of me. She looked me over closely while rivulets of my cum leaked out of her, ran down her legs, and into the drain. As I watched the water wash over the smooth dark skin of her giant tits and abundant curves, I could already feel a stirring in my loins again. I had to admit she had completely captivated me. She noticed and extended a finger, tracing it along the underside of my shaft to tease it back to attention.

“If you’re not too busy ogling those inexperienced stick-figures tomorrow…maybe we could meet here again. I think your cock might like to get better acquainted with these.” Lorena placed an arm below her tits, lifting them and making them appear to double in size. I stared and salivated. Then she wrapped a towel around her body and disappeared out the door without looking back.