Rocks on the Beach - Sex Stories

Rocks on the Beach

... snapped. I’m not sure at what point in the Seduction of A Total Stranger I was at when she happened to glance my way. It may not have even been her first look, but it was the first one I saw. I had to double take and make sure I was seeing correct. I was seeing fine. She had glanced my way, but now she was looking directly at me. I’m positive she couldn’t see my eyes with my sunglasses on but the way she gently touched her hip as she twisted in my direction made me think she was giving that pose directly to me and that she knew exactly where I was looking. I straightened my posture and flashed a smile her way as I moved to the other side of the tree I was standing at and leaned against it with my left shoulder completely blocking most of my body from my wife’s potential gaze. The photographer watched me as she brushed the sand off her ass and legs and placed her camera on a beach chair near her. She flashed a welcoming smile my way as she turned away, flipping her hair at me, and walking down the beach further away from the spot my wife and I had been sitting. I watched her walk down the beach, turn up and head towards the parking lot. I assumed she had gone to change, or something. I watched her exit point for a while in hope I would be able to watch her walk back onto the sand. I leaned back to look around the tree to check on my wife. She had not moved, with two eyes full of young hunk she had not been paying mind to time. She was froze. I glanced back to see if the ...

... Photographer was on her way back and she was. Except she was still walking along the back of the beach and she was walking directly towards me. Her sunglasses felt locked on me as I watched her slowly sway my way. her pace was calm, her body language confident, the gentle smile on her face suggested approachability. She broke my silence as she approached, asking me if I was enjoying my day. I told her I was and that it was a beautiful day to spend on the beach. She agreed with me and told me about how she was there working. I told her I had noticed and was enjoying watching her work. She knew exactly what I was hinting at. I knew she knew too. But she followed up asking what I meant. She wanted me to twist a little. I can’t tell you how much it excited me, having her start such a fun game of cat and mouse with me. I smiled and did exactly as she wanted. I told her that I was fixated on the ties from her bikini and my curiosity was on about how much tension those little strings would need to unravel into the sand. she smiled at me, her blonde hair gently bouncing in the wind. She reassured me that it wouldn’t take much pressure at all as she slowly tugged at one string. she held her motion paused. The bikini string tight as the edge of the knot waited to slip though with just a little more pressure. She held. I swear she held until she saw me swallow down my anticipation. At that point the knot slipped open and she pulled the front of her bikini back just enough to tease me with a ...