Fun Day At The Beach
written by:
oppy-n-rose

About three months ago as I was getting dinner ready for my husband and I, I got a phone call from one of my friends. I sat and chatted with her for a while as I prepared dinner. During our conversation, I asked how her son was doing and she told me that he was making his way through college but was running into a bit of a problem. He wanted to transfer for a semester to a better school, which would cost a bit more money for her. She was already working two jobs to pay for his education and I knew this would be rough on her but she was dedicated and wanted to see her son do well. The problem was she didn't know what he was going to do with his living situation. The school he was at now was close to home so he was able to drive back and forth. The school that he was going to be attending, was about 2 1/2 hours from their house and was actually closer to our house. I sat and listened to her as she vented to me. As she told me about it, I felt the need to help her since she was a very good friend to me. I told her that I had an idea, but needed to talk to my husband before making any decisions. She told me that she understood and I let her know that I would call her back as soon as I spoke to him. We chatted for a few more minutes before hanging up.

Later that evening, as my husband and I enjoyed our dinner, I told him about my conversation with my friend earlier. I told the dilemma that she was in and mentioned that I wanted to help her out. He asked me what I had in mind and I suggested letting her son Daniel stay in our guest room since we didn't use it. At first he wasn't crazy about the idea, but I managed to convince him that we would be helping her out immensely. After talking to him about it for a while, we both finally agreed that we would offer our guestroom so Daniel would have somewhere to stay while he attended school. We finished our dinner, and once I cleaned everything up I sat down and called my friend to let her know about our plans. She was delighted to say the least and really appreciated everything that we were doing to help her out. She told Daniel about it and he seemed to be okay with it as well. We ended up spending about an hour on the phone as we worked out all the details. By the end of the day, I had done a good thing and lifted a huge weight off of my friend's shoulders and that made me feel good. I know my husband wasn't too crazy about having a young guy living in the house but that really didn't matter to me. I was in no mood for any of his moaning and complaining and he knew it. I eventually finished up what I was doing and after a quick shower, I headed to bed.

About two weeks later, Daniel showed up at the house early on a Sunday morning. After greeting my husband and I, I showed him to the guestroom where he got settled. Once he was settled in, I fixed us all a nice lunch, and the three of us hung out in the yard for a while, chatting and enjoying ourselves. Daniel seemed to be pretty comfortable around us so that made things much easier. Eventually he headed up to the room to relax and get ready for the upcoming school day. I finished puttering around the house and eventually went to lie down as well.

The next morning, Daniel was up bright and early and after breakfast, was on his way to class. My husband and I went off to work as usual and the day went by pretty quickly. I arrived home first and began cooking dinner for everyone. Daniel arrived about an hour after I did and after getting settled, he came down to the kitchen and helped me with dinner. My husband eventually arrived from work and the three of us enjoyed dinner as we caught up on our day. We pretty much ended up doing the same routine for the next couple of weeks, with my husband and I heading off to work each day while Daniel went to school. Things seem to be going pretty smooth and Daniel told us that college was great and he really enjoyed the new school. At the same time, he was being very helpful around the house with the chores and whatnot and that was nice because I didn't have a lot of help on a regular basis. As the days passed, I found myself becoming pretty friendly with Daniel and feeling pretty comfortable around him. Overall I would say things were going pretty good and I felt great to be helping my friend out.

Well over two months after Daniel came to stay with us, I arrived home from work a little earlier than usual. I saw Daniels car parked in front of the house so I knew that he was home from school already. I headed inside and the house was kind of quiet. As I walked through my dining room towards the back of the house, I could hear Daniel in his room talking on the phone to somebody. He had his door halfway closed and didn't notice that I had arrived. As I walked past the door, I picked up on his conversation that he was having and what I heard shocked me. He was telling whomever he was talking to, that his hosts were wonderful people and very generous. The wife was especially great because she was sweet and very sexy. He continued to tell whomever he was talking to that he loved when I walked around the house in my black yoga shorts and tank tops and would love to have some fun with me. I couldn't believe my ears as I stood and listened to what he was saying. After a few minutes of listening to his conversation, I headed into my own bedroom to unwind after work.

As I stood in my room, I looked in the mirror at myself and after hearing what he had just said, I was kind of flattered. It was nice to know that someone still found me to be sexy and attractive. My husband hadn't paid me a compliment in a very long time so it was nice to know that somebody noticed me. At the same time, I was a married woman and he was a young college kid who was probably just horny and looking for a quick piece of action. I shrugged it off and figured what the heck, if he liked my yoga shorts and tank tops so much, then I would wear them. At least I knew he was checking me out, and that would make me feel sexy again. I got out of my work clothes and threw on my tank top and shorts before heading into the kitchen to start dinner. I decided to pay a little more attention to him this time around and sure enough I noticed his eyes wandering every time I would walk by him. I guess he really was checking me out and that made me feel a bit better about myself. We eventually finished up dinner and after cleaning up I headed off to bed.

The next several days were pretty much spent the same, with me wearing my yoga shorts on purpose and him constantly checking me out. He even complimented me on a couple of occasions and that made me feel good as well. Eventually, my teaching job came to an end for the year as summer was upon us and this meant I would be off for two months. I wasn't sure what to expect since Daniel would be home, but he ended up taking a couple of summer courses so he wasn't home as much. The times that he was home were spent with us hanging out in the yard, barbecuing and just enjoying ourselves. I found that we became very friendly and wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not. He was very friendly to me and constantly complimenting and even flirting with me and even though it might've been wrong, I found myself enjoying it. The problem was, his compliments were wearing on me and I found myself really enjoying what he was saying to me. My husband never spoke to me in that way and it was nice to know that someone was into me like that. I know it was wrong, but I found myself wanting him to complement and flirt even more. I don't know what it was that came over me, but I really enjoyed being around him. I tried to brush it off on several occasions but I couldn't turn away from the attention. I didn't know what was happening to me and knew that this could be trouble. It was probably the lack of attention from my husband but I just couldn't help myself. I even began to have dreams of him whenever I would drift off to sleep. I really started thinking that I was going crazy.

A couple weeks into my summer break, I was cleaning up around the house, I noticed Daniel arrive from school. I greeted him when he came in and the two of us chatted for a bit. As we chatted, he told me that he had a couple of days off. I asked him if he had any plans and he told me he was thinking about taking a ride down to the beach since he hadn't been there in a very long time. As he was telling me about it, he asked if I would be interested in taking a ride to the beach with him. I thought about it and since I really wasn't doing much figured why not. We chatted for a bit more before he headed to his room to relax.

Later that evening, I told my husband that I was going to take a ride to the beach with Daniel and he told me to go and enjoy myself. He didn't seem very interested in what I was saying as he watched his ball game on the TV. I just shrugged my shoulders and headed off to my room to pack a beach bag. Once I was done, I decided to head to bed early so that I could be up early the next morning.

The following morning, I got up bright and early and got ready to go to the beach. I was excited because I hadn't been to the beach in well over a year. I finished packing my bags and threw on a two-piece black and yellow bikini. After I put it on, I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself. I had put on a little bit of weight over the years but still looked halfway decent in my bikini and that made me feel good. I put on a beach dress over my bikini and after I finished getting ready I headed into the living room where Daniel was waiting for me. Like usual, Daniel quickly complimented me and told me that I looked great. I thanked him for the compliment and we were soon outside packing my car. Once we were set we hit the road, and I drove us to a beach that my husband and I used to frequent. It was about an hour from the house and was actually a very quiet area because the ocean was on one side and on the other side of the roadway was a bay. The bay was more of a hidden type beach and not many people went there because it was used more for fishing than it was for relaxing. I didn't mind because it was always quiet on the bay side since everyone would always go to the ocean. I wasn't crazy about the ocean and the big waves so the bay was perfect for me.

We arrived at the beach about an hour after he left and after parking the car, began walking down the trail that led to the bay. We walked for a bit and once we hit the bay, we were surprised to see that it was empty. I guess since it was a weekday, most of the guys who fished there were probably working. We walked along the bay for a bit before settling on the spot. We found a spot where there were a bunch of fallen trees and was actually kind of secluded. I wasn't extremely crazy about it but figured it was no big deal. We settled down and laid out our towels before walking down to the waters edge to see how cold it was. After sticking our toes in the water for a few minutes, we decided to take a walk along the sand and check the beach out. We walked along for a while before deciding to head back to our towels.

Once we got to our spot, Daniel quickly took his shirt off and tossed it aside. Thankfully I had sunglasses on so he couldn't see me staring at his chest. He was in pretty good shape as I admired his upper body. I in turn removed my beach dress and hung it from one of the branches on the nearby tree. As I did, I noticed Daniel, eyeing me up and down. It made me feel good as I enjoyed every second of attention. After hanging up my dress, I lay down on my towel next to him and the two of us began to work on our tans. As we laid there, we chatted and while chatting, he continued to complement and flirt, even telling me that I looked amazing in my bikini. I continuously thanked him and tried hard not to blush. It seemed like he knew all the right things to say as he spoke to me and made me feel like a sexy woman.

About two hours after we arrived, Daniel noticed that I was getting a little burned on my back and offered to rub sun block on me. I figured it wasn't a bad idea and told him to go for it. He quickly jumped up and grabbed the oil from the bag and made his way over to me. He poured some on my back and began to rub it into my shoulders as well as my upper back area. He took his time and actually began massaging me as he worked the oil. It felt really good, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed. He worked my upper back for several minutes before pouring some oil on my lower back where he did the same. The touch of his fingers excited me a bit as I found myself feeling very relaxed. He worked my lower back for quite a while before running his fingers up to my bikini strap. Without saying anything, he slowly untied it and continued rubbing the oil around. Noticing no resistance from me, he decided to climb over and straddle me, sitting on my ass while rubbing my back. I was a little surprised when he did but didn't say anything because his fingers felt so good rubbing my back. It had been a long time since anyone had massaged me and I wasn't about to complain.

He continued rubbing my back from top to bottom for quite a while, before rubbing oil on my sides. As he did, I felt his fingers softly rubbing the oil on the sides of my tits. I probably should've stopped him, but it felt so good that I let him keep going. He rubbed the sides for a few minutes and when he noticed that there still wasn't any resistance he climbed off of me and continued rubbing his hands down my back. This time he worked them all the way to my waist where he spent a few minutes rubbing me before slipping a couple of fingers underneath my bikini bottoms. He worked some of the oil on the upper half of my ass or a few minutes and I enjoyed every second of it. I couldn't believe that I was laying on the beach with him rubbing my body like this.

He rubbed me for quite a while before asking if I could flip over. I did and made sure to grab my bikini top so that it wouldn't fall off. I didn't retie it, leaving it covering my tits instead. Just like he had done to my back, he began rubbing the oil on the front of my body. He once again took his time and I enjoyed the feel of his fingers as they worked their way around my body.

As he rubbed, he worked his way to my legs. He took his time and slowly began working his way up my left leg. He poured oil all over my thigh and began to work it nicely. While doing so, he slowly worked his hand towards my inner thigh. I parted my legs as he did, allowing him more access to my thigh. He took his time and rubbed my inner thigh for several minutes. As he did, he worked his hand closer and closer to my private area. I found myself getting excited and wasn't sure if I should stop him or not. I was conflicted, as I was really enjoying the attention and the feel of his hands as they explored my body. I hadn't felt this good in a very long time and didn't know what to do. I knew it was wrong but that the same time, it all felt so good. I closed my eyes and just waited to see what he would do.

He continued rubbing my inner thigh and after several minutes, I felt his pinky rub against my pussy through my bikini bottom. The simple touch sent a jolt of electricity through my body. The feelings I was experiencing, were something that I had never felt before. He continued to rub and when he noticed I wasn't stopping him, he worked a couple more fingers over to my bikini bottoms and rubbed my pussy through them. He did this for a few minutes and when realized I wasn't resisting, he began to slowly work his fingers into my bikini bottoms. I found myself getting even more excited and didn't know what to expect.

He slowly worked his fingers into my bikini bottoms and I soon felt them rubbing my pussy. I let out a soft moan as he rubbed me and he took that as a green light. He slowly inserted a finger into my pussy, which was now soaking wet from the excitement. I once again moaned and he followed that by inserting a second finger into my pussy. He took his time and began to finger me right there on the beach. I couldn't believe what was happening.

He slowly fingered me with his left hand, while his right hand worked its way up underneath my bikini top and squeezed both of my tits. He did this for a little while as I laid and enjoyed the feeling. He knew how to work his fingers because as he fingered me, I began to feel an orgasm building. It had been a very long time since I had experienced an orgasm and I began to get even more excited. He sensed this and picked up his pace a little bit.

He continued fingering me with his left hand and with his right hand, he began to pull my bikini bottoms down. I wasn't sure if this was a great idea but after looking around and realizing that there was nobody on the beach, I let him. He slid them down to my knees as he continued to work his fingers. He then managed to guide me so that I was laying on my side facing away from him. As I did, he had me part my legs and went back to fingering me from behind. I once again closed my eyes and focused on my building orgasm. He continued fingering me with his left hand, and with his right hand he somehow managed to pull his shorts down to his knees.

As he did, I felt my orgasm getting closer and closer and began to breathe faster and faster. He noticed this and stopped fingering me. I was a bit disappointed as I was on the verge of finally cumming. Even though I pretty much knew what was going to happen next, I waited to see what he would do. I was so caught up in my desires that I didn't care what would happen.

He positioned himself on his side, directly behind me and I soon felt the tip of his cock rubbing against my opening. I was extremely wet, so he penetrated me easily. He sunk what felt like seven or 8 inches of his hard cock into my pussy, causing me to let out another moan. Once he was buried inside of me, he grabbed my hat with his left hand and began to slowly thrust his cock in and out of me. While doing that, he lowered his lips to the back of my neck and softly kissed and sucked on it, driving me wild. My neck was my hotspot and he knew exactly what he was doing. He took his time and fucked me slowly. I couldn't believe everything that had just happened over the last hour. What was supposed to be a day enjoying the beach, had turned into Daniel making me feel good and now fucking me in a spooning position right here on the beach.

He took his time and enjoyed my pussy with every inch of his hard cock. I enjoyed it as well as I once again began getting closer and closer to my orgasm. We went at it like this for several minutes before the combination of this entire situation along with the hot summer sun sent me over the edge and I began to cum. I came extremely hard and let out a loud moan as my body shuddered from my orgasm. He continued slowly thrusting in and out of me as I came. After several minutes of pleasure, I slowly came down off my high and knew it was his turn to enjoy himself. I looked back at him and gave him a little devilish smile before pushing him away from me. He smiled back and waited to see what I did next.

I turned and laid on my stomach, while lifting my ass into the air and spreading my legs for him. He quickly came over and got on top of me and once again sunk his cock into my eager pussy. This time, he fucked me a bit harder than before and began to give it to me good. I began to moan louder and louder, encouraging him to fuck me. He did just that as he began to pump me as hard as he could. Within a few minutes, he moaned out that he was getting close. I turned back with a devilish smile and told him to cum deep in my pussy. He grinned and within a few seconds I felt him explode inside of me. He continued fucking me as he shot wave after wave of his seed deep into my pussy.

After about a minute or so, he finally slowed down and collapsed on top of me. The two of us were a sweaty mess from that nice hot fuck that we had just enjoyed. We laid for a few minutes before deciding to head into the water to cool off for a bit. I sat at the waters edge and replayed everything that had just happened and thought about how much I enjoyed it. It was the most erotic thing that I had ever done or experienced. As I sat there, I wondered what the rest of the day on the beach had in store...