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How to prrotect your privates from sunburn
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S U N B U R N
By: Georgina Spelwinder
It was a nice day in the summer, and Mindy was lying on the beach be-
hind the Pacific beach house she rented, improving her tan. Access to
the beach was supposed to be only for renters or tenants of the beach
houses, but a few of the locals sometimes wandered in from the surroun-
ding area. Nobody complained much about that. There were only a few
at worst, and the beach was mostly empty most of the time.
After a while, Mindy noticed that a man had set up his beach chair di-
rectly behind her. She knew he could see the swell of her breasts un-
derneath, because she was lying on her stomach with her top untied.
She also knew that he must be keeping a close eye on her ass and
crotch. It was really amazing how much attention a new thong bathing
suit could attract.
Mindy's eyes opened slowly, straining to focus in the bright sun. All
she could see so far was the shadow of someone behind her, but it loo-
ked like a guy in a beach chair. "That's just lovely!," Mindy thought
sarcastically to herself. "Some pervert wants to stare up my snatch.
I guess I sort of expected that to happen after a while. Well, there's
nothing to do now, but to let him enjoy the show."
Jack sat, and pretended to read his book while he kept a close eye on
Mindy's ass. He watched as she turned her head to look back toward
him. She must have felt his gaze on her. Jack smiled, but her respon-
se almost looks as if she was annoyed.
After she turned, and puts her head down, Jack thought that possibly he
was wasting his time here, and should move on. As he was considering
this, he watched her thighs separate, giving him an almost unobstructed
view of her snatch. It was covered only by the thong of her suit.
While he watched, her ass-cheeks began to flex, and her hips pressed
against the sand. He start to wonder if there was a pile of sand un-
derneath her that might be pressing against a sensitive spot. While he
watched her ass move sensuously, his cock hardened, and created quite a
bulge in his bathing suit.
"He is sort of cute," Mindy thought to herself, sneaking a secret look
at the guy who was so intently watching her lie here on her blanket on
the sand. "Maybe I should make the show a little better for him. What
could it hurt? If he's all right, it might be fun. If he turns out to
be an asshole, I can always scream for the Life Guard. I think I'll
have a little fun with him."
Mindy lay on her stomach as if getting a tan on her back. She knew the
man could see right into her crotch, but she slowly and nonchalantly
spread her legs just a little to give him a little better look. She
could almost feel his eyes on her now. She knew that her little game
had gotten his attention, but she started to slowly flex the cheeks of
her behind to add to the effect. "I'll bet he's really looking now,"
she thought to herself. "I wonder what he's thinking. I guess I
should be ready in case he finds some pretext to come over, and talk."
The motions of Mindy's behind continued, and now she moved her left
leg, flexing it just a little, and then moved it back into place. She
knew that she was being a terrible tease, but that was what she bought
this little, red, string bikini for. It really was just barely a
tease, anyway. It covered so little. Just the three strategic spots,
so she did not get arrested.
There was no indication that he was even noticing at first. "I wonder
if he is still enjoying the show," Mindy thought to herself, moving her
leg back down, hiding most of her crotch from his view. "I would have
thought he would have done something by now, but maybe he's shy. I
guess I'll have to give him an opening to talk."
Mindy tied her top back on behind her, and reached into her beach bag,
glancing back through her sunglasses to make sure he was still there,
and took out a bottle of suntan lotion. She tried to open the bottle,
but pretended that she could not. She did, however, give the cap an
extra turn toward closing it to add some credence to things if the man
did offer to help. "Maybe that will give him some ideas," she thought.
Jack was watching every move she made from behind his sunglasses. Her
apparent distress at not being able to get the lotion on her back was
obvious to him. "Could this be the opening I'm looking for?," he
thought to himself. He figured that it was now, or never, so he deci-
ded to give it a try. The worst she could do was say "No," right?
Mustering up all his courage, Jack called out, "Could I help you, miss?
You seem to be having a problem there."
"I just can't seem to get this cap off," Mindy replied. "It's stuck.
Could y'all come over, and give it a try? I terrible with these
things."
Joe got up from his beach chair, and walked over to her. Mindy now got
a better look at the man who had been surveying her so intently. He
was tall, with dark hair. His build was not at all athletic, but no
less pleasant to look at. She also took a second to notice the rather
healthy bulge in the front of his bathing trunks. They fitted him
snugly, and if that was not padding, this man was very well hung. She
was rather glad that she had given him the opening she had.
"Here," Mindy said, offering the man the bottle. "I guess I gave it
one turn too many when I put it back on before."
"That's okay, miss," Jack replied. "I'll get it off." He took the
bottle, and easily opened it. "There," he said. "That wasn't hard at
all. By the way, my name's Jack, and I've been wondering why there
aren't more people on this beach. It's almost deserted compared to the
others around here."
"That's because this isn't a public beach," Mindy said, smiling at him.
"I rent the house over there, so I have beach privileges, but nobody
else is supposed to be here. A few come in, but that's okay. Oh, and
my name's Mindy. Do y'all have a beach house here too?"
Jack had not known it was a private beach. "Uh... No," he said, "I
guess I'm an interloper. I didn't know I wasn't supposed to be here."
"That's all right," Mindy said. "We can have guests, so if anyone
asks, we just tell them that y'all are with me."
That suited Jack just fine. "Then I guess I should move my beach chair
over here," he said. "Just so people won't think I'm trespassing."
"I've got a better idea," Mindy replied. "I'm getting thirsty. We
could go up on the deck behind the house. I've got some lemonade in
the fridge. Would y'all like some?"
"Sure!," Jack said eagerly. "I could use some now. Is that a southern
accent I detect in your voice."
"It sure is," Mindy answered, standing, and collecting her things. "I
moved out here a couple of years ago because the work's better. Y'all
get better jobs here than back home."
"I guess you do," Jack said, getting his book and chair, and following
her toward the house. He could not believe his luck. He had only ex-
pected to spend a few quiet hours with his book, but things were defin-
itely looking up now. He could not take his eyes off Mindy's behind as
she walked ahead of him. Her long, blonde hair cascaded over her
shoulders, and waved in the slight ocean breeze. In back, the thong
bikini was only a strap, hidden between her cheeks. Except for the
three tiny triangles of fabric in front, she was mostly nude already,
and made no effort at all to cover it up. He had a difficult time in
keeping his cock from reacting to the vision before him.
"G'on up the stairs to the deck," Mindy said when they got to the
house. "I have to go through the side door to open up, but I'll be out
with the lemonade in a minute." She bounced up the short stairs to the
side door.
Jack watched everything that bounced when she went up those stairs. He
waited until she was in, and then went up to the deck. There were two
chaise lounges there, and a table with an umbrella and four chairs.
The deck afforded a good view of the beach, but had lattice work below
the rail, so anyone on the beach could not get a good view of anyone on
the deck unless they were standing up. He put his book on the table,
and sat in one of the chairs to wait for her.
Mindy deposited her towel in the laundry room, and dropped her beach
bag in the kitchen. She got out the pitcher of lemonade, and placed it
on a tray with two glasses. "He's real cute," she thought to herself.
"I hope this lemonade doesn't cool him off too much. He might be fun."
She picked up the tray, and went through the sliding glass door that
connected the kitchen to the deck.
"Y'all look right comfortable there," Mindy said placing the tray on
the deck table, and pouring the lemonade. "Help yourself to more if
y'all want some. There's plenty." She took her glass, and stretched
out on the chaise lounge next to him. The back was up, but that did
not diminish his view of her long legs stretched out on the cushion.
"Y'all are new around here," Mindy said, looking Jack over.
"Yes," he replied. "I just moved out here from downtown. I like the
beach, and this makes it easier to get to."
"I live up in town," Mindy replied. "I can't afford a house like this
yet, but someday... I just rent this one whenever I can. I like the
seclusion of it. Nobody cares what y'all do, or who y'all do it with."
"And what do you do here?," Jack said, hoping that he had an opening.
"Oh, mostly just lie around on the beach, and relax," Mindy answered.
"I like it up here on the deck, but sometimes I go down for a swim.
It's more comfortable up here. Not so many eyes, if y'all know what I
mean."
"It didn't appear that you minded being looked at to me," Jack replied.
"I mean you didn't exactly try to hide, or anything, when I walked up."
"No," Mindy replied, "I don't mind most people looking at me in my
suit, but it's easier to get an all over tan up here. I don't always
wear this thong when I sunbathe."
"And what do you usually wear?," Jack asked.
"Me!," Mindy answered. "No one can see up here, so I usually tan nude.
I don't want strap lines showing."
"Oh," Jack replied, not sure of what to say next. The image of Mindy
lying on the chase lounge in just her skin flashed through his mind.
"Well, don't let me stop you," he said jokingly before he realized it.
"Okay," Mindy replied with a smile, "if y'all don't mind." With that
she reached behind her, and untied the string that held the top of her
thong bikini on. A second later Jack was treated to the view of her
breasts, uncovered as nature intended. The areola were light pink with
a tiny button of a pink nipple in the center of each. He just stared
for a moment.
"That's better," she said. "I like the feeling of the sun on my body."
She reached to her sides, and tugged the strings at either side of the
bottom part of her thong. It was off in a flash, and Jack beheld all
of her before him. The hair at her pussy was as blonde as the hair on
her head, and trimmed to just a narrow, vertical bar. "I'm glad y'all
don't mind me doing this," she said. "Y'all can take your's off too if
y'all like."
Jack was hesitant. He was not used to going up on a stranger's deck,
and stripping to the skin. The invitation sounded inviting, though.
"Well," he said, standing, and looking around to make sure that no one
else could see, "I guess I could." He slipped his fingers into the
waistband of his trunks, and slid them down his legs. He was a little
embarrassed at being outside in the nude, but Mindy did not seem to
mind.
"Y'all look better with those off," Mindy said, looking straight at the
semi-hard cock that now hung before her. "I told y'all it was better
this way. Now the sun can get to that white spot y'all have got there.
I'll bet y'all keep it in deep, dark places all the time."
"It's been in some," Jack said nervously. "In fact," he added, getting
his courage up, "I can think of one that I would like to have it in
right now."
"That might be arranged," Mindy replied, being coy but seductive. "Why
don't y'all come over, and sit by me. I wouldn't want it to get a sun-
burn its first time out."
Jack sat on the chaise lounge next to Mindy, but did not make a move.
He was still not quite sure of what was about to happen, but things
certainly seemed to be going in the right direction. He lost control
of his cock, though, and it started to move from its semi-hard state to
the full seven inches that he sported when aroused as he was.
"Are y'all afraid of me?," Mindy asked with a smile.
"Uh... No," Jack answered. "Why?"
"Because y'all are stiff from your shoulders," Mindy replied, "right
down to... your white spot." When she said that, she rand the index
finger of one hand lightly along the top of his cock. It stiffened to
its full length at the touch. "Relax," she said. "Here. Y'all lay
back on the chair, and let me take care of things for y'all. Okay?"
Mindy slid around, so Jack could take her place on the chaise lounge.
She sat next to him with the sun shining through her hair. "Now, don't
y'all worry none," she said. "I'll take good care of you. We've got
to get some shade on that white spot, or it'll get a burn. Let me see
what I can do."
Mindy bent forward, and parted her lips. Jack's cock slipped between
them easily. The warmth of her mouth seemed to flow right through him
from his cock to his shoulders, and the stiffness in the rest of his
body melted away. He could feel her tongue doing things to him that he
had never felt before, and he settled back into the cushion to enjoy
it.
Mindy ran her tongue all around Jack's cock inside of her mouth. He
felt good there. There was something about the sea air and the sun
that made the whole thing just feel and taste better. Being nude out
in the open like this added to that. There was a feeling of freedom
that she did not feel at other times. Hungrily, she sucked at his pe-
nis, and tried to imagine the feelings he was getting from it. She
touched his balls with her fingers, weighing them, and letting the tips
of her fingers play over them. Then there was another feeling added to
it all. A warmth encircled her breast, and sent a shiver of pleasure
through her.
Jack was not totally idle. For the first moments he had watched her
breasts just hanging down over him, but finally reached up to cup one
of them in his hand. Her flesh was warm to the touch, and he marveled
at the firmness he felt there. He lightly touched her nipple with his
thumb, and it hardened nicely when he did. He tried to reach lower,
but the was sitting, he could only get as far down as her tummy. He
trailed his fingers from there to her breasts and back again, going to
each breast alternately each time he came up to them.
Mindy continued sucking his penis, enjoying the flavor of the drop of
pre-cum that oozed from the slit. She worked faster and faster on it
until she was sure he could not take anymore. That was what she wan-
ted. She liked giving head this way.
"I don't think I can... hold out... much... longer," Jack said
through pants of breath. "Can I... cum... in your mouth?"
Mindy did not take his cock from between her lips. "Uh-huh," she quic-
kly murmured, and kept right on sucking it. She wanted all that he
could give her in her mouth, and only a second later, she got it.
Jack let out a long moan that he was sure could be heard all up and
down the beach, and let out the first spurts of his load. Mindy kept
her lips clamped tightly around his penis, and took it all in. Her
hands gripped the shaft of his cock, and milked it up and down to be
sure she got it all. When Jack finally went limp on the chaise lounge,
she slid her lips over it, and raised up, tossing her long hair above
her head. She looked down at him, and made sure he watched while she
swallowed it all down inside of her.
"Wasn't that better?," Mindy asked, licking her lips to savor the fla-
vor of his cum. "Y'all taste pretty good, y'know. Now it's my turn,
if y'all are ready for it. It'll give y'all something to do while
y'all recharge that thing for later. Just relax, and let me get y'all
into position."
Jack could not have moved if he had wanted to. Mindy had drained him,
and still wanted more. He was not sure what was next, but there was no
way he was going to miss it. "Okay," he said. "You're the sunbathing
expert."
Mindy got up from the chaise lounge, and bent down next to it. There
was a little crank there that controlled the height of the back. She
turned it, and moved the back down until it was almost flat with Jack
lying on it. "One more thing before we start," she said, and picked up
a towel from one of the chairs, dropping it across Jack's lions.
"Y'all don't want that white spot to get burned while we do this," she
joked.
Mindy knelt with one leg on either side of Jack's head. Her blonde
pussy was suspended above his face, and he could look right up into it
like he had been trying to do on the beach when they met. "Don't use
your fingers on me," she said. "That's not what I want. I want y'all
to only use your tongue!" With that, she flexed her legs, and lowered
herself onto his waiting face.
Jack flicked out his tongue, and felt the wetness that was already in
her pussy. There was a sweetness to it unlike he had ever tasted bet-
ween a woman's legs before. He lifted his hands to her hips to help
her steady herself, and licked the outer lips. Instantly her whole
body stiffened, yet he knew this was from the pleasure of the feeling.
His tongue probed deeper, and she began to moan softly. Juices flowed
from within her, and soaked his cheeks and chin. He thrust his tongue
in and out of her vagina, and let her ride all she wished.
Mindy felt the electric thrills course through her body at what Jack's
tongue was doing to her. His cock had tasted good, but this was ever
so good too. She loved giving head, but getting it afterward was part
of her enjoyment as well. She gripped his wrists to hold herself up,
and abandoned all else on a sea of sheer pleasure. Alternately, she
pressed herself down onto his face, and lifted up just a bit to urge
him to just the right spots. His tongue danced on her clitoris, sen-
ding more waves of ecstacy crashing over her. She was cumming. All
sorts of tiny orgasms filled the synapses of her nervous system, and
drove her even higher. At last she could not take more, lifted off of
him with a great sigh, and let the last orgasm flood over her as she
collapsed on the chaise lounge next to him.
Jack did not waste any time. The taste of Mindy's pussy had recharged
his cock, and he was immediately ready for more. He held her as she
dropped to the cushion, and slipped her onto her back. Tossing the
towel that covered his "white spot" aside, he spread her legs, and
moved between them, mounting her. His penis slipped easily into the
now well lubricated orifice, and he pushed it in as far as it would go.
Mindy did not protest. This was what she wanted now as well, and she
was ready for it. She arched her back to receive him better, and flex-
ed her hips in time with his thrusting. Visions of color danced
through her mind as he pounded his cock deep into her vagina toward her
very womb. She tensed the muscles surrounding it and relaxed them over
and over again to add to the pleasure she was sure he was feeling, and
the pleasure he was giving her. She continued this while his cock
began to throb violently inside her, knowing full well what was happen-
ing.
Jack did not back off from his onslaught for a second. He kept right
on pumping Mindy all through what she was doing, and took all the plea-
sure he could from it. The flexing of her vaginal muscles added to the
feelings that were shooting through every fiber of his being. They
drove him on until he felt his cock throb, and he let loose with his
second load of cum for the day, deep within her. His body stiffened
while he came, and then relaxed. He had nothing left to give.
Mindy felt Jack's penis slip from her pussy, and the trickle of cum
leaking out onto her thigh. She closed her legs to hold it inside.
She wanted to keep it there for as long as she could. He lay next to
her on the chaise lounge, and she cuddled close to him. She did, how-
ever, make sure to place her thigh over his "white spot" so it would
not get sunburned while they drifted into their nap.
A little while later, Jack awoke to see Mindy looking across the cush-
ion at him. "I told y'all it'd be better up here on the deck," she
said softly. "Do y'all have to get back to where y'all are staying
right away?"
Jack slid his arms around Mindy. "I'm not staying anywhere near here,"
he replied. "I just drove down for the day. My car is actually out
front of the house, and I've got a week off from work."
"Then maybe y'all ought to stay here," Mindy suggested. "Y'all don't
need any more clothes than y'all already have." She giggled, and he
remembered that they were still outside, and completely nude.
He stood up, and looked out onto the beach. There was hardly anyone
there, and none of the other beach houses could overlook the deck.
Spending the week here would not be bad at all. "I guess I could," he
replied, "if you don't mind."
"I don't mind at all," she cooed into his ear, coming up behind him,
and pressing her body to his. "Besides, we still have something to do.
Y'all didn't keep that white spot in a dark enough place. It slipped
out, and got itself a tiny sunburn while y'all were sleeping." Jack
looked down, and saw the slight redness on his cock and thighs. The
little sting he felt in his behind when he sat down told him that was
probably red too.
"Don't y'all worry none," Mindy said. "We caught it in time. I'll
take real good care of it this week, and y'all will never know it hap-
pened. Let me get some cream from inside. I won't be a minute."
Jack watched the bounce of Mindy's breasts and behind while she walked
back into the house. "I'm sure you will," he said under his breath,
and she did!
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