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Title: Day At The Beach
We met on this site. I was looking for a friend to go to the clothing optional beach and he responded. We exchanged some e-mails and some pictures and agreed to meet the next warm weekend - unfortunately not at common as one might like around here. Finally a favorable weekend weather forecast was issued and in a flurry of e-mails, the day and time was agreed to.
The agreed day dawned clear with a promise to get warm by mid-day. I got up and took a shower, carefully shaving all that I could reach. After a quick lunch I started changing into what I had planned to wear to the beach. I hoped that my new friend would like it. I started with a new pair of white high-cut microfiber panties with a bit of stretch lace at the top of the legs. I had saved them for a special occasion and I thought this qualified. Over the panties, a white skort. I had bought this in petite so it was a little shorter than it might have been. It ended right about at my finger tips, high mid thigh. Over all was a long navy hoodie tunic. The tunic is long enough that only an inch of the skort showed below. After finishing up with a pair of beach sandals to show off my crimson toenails, I was ready to pack up my rucksack and go.
It's about a two mile walk from where I live to the clothing optional end of the beach, leaving me plenty of time to think about what might happen the rest of the day. Walking along the wet sand from the outgoing tide, I was the first one at our designated meeting spot. I turned around and thought I saw him not far behind though. After greeting each other we found a patch of dry sand among all the other dressed and undressed people enjoying the sun. We each unpacked and spread out our towels and I took off my sandals and put them on the foot of my towel in case a breeze should come up. My new friend admired my colorful toes and asked what else was to come. He was a more traditional guy and I think he was intrigued with the idea of a sissy boy. I just smiled and said wait and see. Then I reached under the tunic and slipped off the skort.
"Nice skirt" he said.
"Skort" I corrected, "See, it has a pair of shorts under the skirt."
I folded the skort and put it on top of my rucksack that was anchoring the head end of my towel. Then I stood back up, slipped my arms out of the sleeves of my tunic and pulled it off over my head. I had undressed at this beach many times in the past, sometimes in more feminine panties than these, but my new friend was surprised at the sight. After folding the tunic, I took off my panties and laid down to soak up some sun. My new friend was a bit more shy, so he sat down to undress.
In the meantime I reached into my pack and took out some reading material, a bottle of water and my timer which I started counting up. I explained that at this time of year my limit was 80 to 90 minutes or I would be lightly sunburned the next day. We talked about this and other things while also checking out each other and the surrounding scene. After awhile we both rolled onto our stomachs to sun our backs and conversation died out. After 20 minutes I said I was going to go for a wade in the surf, would he like to join me? "Sure" he said and we strolled down to join the others playing in the surf. Only the brave and hearty swim at this beach. There is a rip current off shore and the water temperature is in the low 60's at best. That said, on warm days I like to wade to where the surge comes up to my waist. We walked in the surf among the other bathers for awhile before returning to our towels. After letting the sun dry us off, I noticed that my timer said it was time for me to be heading home.
I told my friend I was going to go home and shower off the salt and sand. Would he like to join me? He agreed that he would like to continue our meeting. I pulled on my panties and dropped the tunic over my head. After brushing the sand off my feet, I put on my sandals and started packing my rucksack. First the magazine, water bottle and timer and then the folded skort. My new friend noticed the disposition of the skort as I folded my towel to fill the pack. Then we both shouldered our packs, walked up the beach to to sand stairs that lead to the service road and started up to the city street.
Walking close to each other and conversing quietly, we both looked around to see if others were in view. None were, so he slipped a hand under my tunic resting it lightly on my silky, microfiber clad bottom.
"Do you mind?" he asked.
"No, I was hoping you got my message." I replied.
All to soon we come out onto the city street where we had to be more discrete. After a half mile walk along the busy street we arrived at the turnoff for the trail through the trees. A couple of dozen steps away from the street, and after taking another look around, he slipped his hand under my tunic again. We continued walking until the trail started to climb up a hill and the trees got thicker. We stopped for a moment while we both enjoyed the sensation of his hand stroking my silky panties.
We turned toward each other and our lips brushed lightly then went back for our first kiss. We kissed again and again, each time more intensely, until he finally slipped his other hand under my tunic and pulled me close. His arousal was obvious as he rubbed himself on my belly and thrust his tongue into my open mouth. My heart was pounding as I backed away and suggested that there was a warm shower and more just a short walk away. After another kiss, we continued up the hill and reemerged on another public street. Again walking a discrete distance from each other, we were soon at the front door of my apartment building.
I let us into the lobby and started up the stairs, my new friend right behind. He slipped both hands under the back of my tunic and lifted to expose my panty clad bottom. He planted an intense kiss at the base of my back, just below the waistband of my panty which he had moved aside. How did he know I am sensitive there when aroused? I unlocked my apartment door and we rushed in dropping our packs while relocking the door. We then fell into a passionate embrace, kissing wildly for a couple of minutes. With that initial explosion over, I kicked off my sandals, pulled off my tunic and strutted around the apartment in my panties showing off for my first male lover. He watched as I reached into the closet to get a bath towel for him. I tossed him the towel as I disappeared into the bathroom and the shower.
"Join me if you wish" I said.
I was under the warm water when the shower door slid open and my new friend stepped into the tub. I moved to share the water with him and we experienced our first naked embrace. We then washed each other all over with the lavender body wash I have in my shower, each luxuriating in the others touch. We soon stepped out of the shower and taking the towels, started drying the other. My bathroom is rather small for two, so I suggested that we move into the other room to finish drying.
We were standing face to face as I dried his chest. I slowly sank to my knees as I dried down his stomach and upper legs. His firm erection was right in my face so I did what any good sissy should do - I kissed the head and took as much into my mouth as would fit. After pleasuring him for several minutes, I stood up again and asked him if he would like to finish up by mounting me from behind.
"There's lube in the beside table drawer" I said as I knelt on the edge of the bed. A moment later I felt one hand open my cheeks and then a lubed finger circling my hole. The finger then withdrew, was relubricated, and returned to explore within the hole. After a minute of dilating the hole the finger withdrew again and was replaced with a larger warm object that was very wet at the end. I felt my lover's hands on my bottom as he leaned moderately into me. I pushed out to allow him in. He paused for a moment to let my hole adjust to him and then resumed his pressure. I pushed out and he sunk his entire length into me. We both moaned with pleasure.
After several minutes of thrusting I suggested we try something slightly different. He pulled out and I stacked a couple of old pillows I had saved for this day. I laid down on my stomach on top of the pillows with my bottom elevated. Then I reached back with my hands and opened my cheeks for his pleasure. My hole was still dilated, so he was soon deep into me again. His short hairs were tickling my skin with each deep thrust. We were both moaning and I was calling "Fuck me deeper, Fuck me harder."
I could feel him throb when, with a final thrust, he came deep inside me. With a long sigh, we collapsed in a sweaty pile. As his erection subsided, he withdrew and we fell asleep in each others arms.
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