We Called it Even - part 1
While I was enjoying my vacation in Australia, I thought to do something that I couldn’t do in my country. If you have ever heard of nude beaches, then my dear friend, I went to the most exotic one, Lady Bay beach in Sydney.
I am a 6-foot-tall, have an athletic build and so I was pretty much comfortable about my looks. I went out there with just a tank top and V-shaped underwear. The moment I reached the beach, I was seeing the beautiful and heavenly bodies running, playing, surfing.
So, I went near to a hut, to get myself a beer. There was this dusky woman, a Latin, must be in her mid-20s. She was looking damn hot with just a top and lace panties. She bid her au die to her friends and was sitting alone and drinking beer. I could not help but stare at her perfect body. I mustered all the courage I could and went up to her.
With respect on my face and a calm approach, I asked her, “I was wondering if I could join you on this table?” She seemed a little surprised first, but after a second or two, she welcomed me with a smile and allowed me to sit with her.
She asked, “Why did you choose me?” Now, I wasn’t particular prepared for that question, but… “Well, I just wanted to be with beautiful woman and on this wonderful beach, I don’t think I am going to find someone more beautiful. She exclaimed, “Flattering. But it also makes you sound so desperate. Are you?” I replied, “Well, I would not call it desperation but appreciation, sure. You are welcome.” I don’t know why but she took a second pause and smiled at me. “What do you see in these naked women around here?” “I see beauty that needs to liberate. If they feel liberated over here, then what’s more they need more from their life”
It might sound cinematic but the words came out with confidence and somehow it convinced her that I was not just another desperate boy trying to hit on her. She started to stare at me for few seconds and then said, “It was nice meeting you, but I have to go now for a quick swim”. “I could join you, if you would like.” She responded with a big smile and grabbed my hand and towards the beach we ran. That was something which I didn’t expect but I went with the flow.
After reaching the beach, she took off her top in a moment. I am an atheist but god she was beautiful. Her boobs were perfect round with small pink nipples had me lost. They were tight, as if she might have done 50 push-ups that morning but hey, seeing her topless, made me horny and that horniness got evident with a big penis bulge in my underwear.
She peeked on my junk, but didn’t respond and then, she took my hand and pulled me towards the sea. As the water splashed on her breasts, I got turned on even more and grabbed her by her waist and started kissing her.
We were playing and swimming when a big wave filled my trunks with sand. “Why don’t you remove it, it’s a nude beach you are not the only one with a dick?” Here was my cue and with pride, I dropped my underwear and threw it on the land. My 10 inch “master” was saluting the beauties and she had her eyes stuck on it for a while. “You have a decent size!” “and you got great boobs” “I know” and then she splashed water on my erect dick. I felt an adrenaline rush throughout my body. We played for a while, running naked on the beach and stuff.