Alice had no idea that she was being watched,
but she was thinking about it. It was exciting to
her, thinking about someone seeing her dressed in
only the briefest of bikini bottoms. She fantasized
being on the beach being watched. In her fantasy she
slept and in her sleep, her legs parted slightly.
She smiled to herself as she parted her legs
slightly. The fantasy she was engaged in caused her
to slowly move her hips in a circular motion in
response to the tingling pressure of arousal she felt
in her groin.
Alan breathed in sharply. Geesh, he thought,
it's almost looks like Alice knew he was there and
was putting on a show. That thought made him even
hornier. He slowed down the movement of his hand on
his cock. He wanted to savor the experience without
coming too quick.
Alice raised her head to look around. He
stopped stroking, afraid to make the slightest noise.
But the sight her nipple made him start rubbing
himself again. The darker skin of her nipple was in
sharp contrast to the lighter skin of her breast.
The most exciting thing to Alan was that the nipple
was swollen. He started to think that maybe Alice
was turned on. He would have given anything to know
what was going on in her mind.
She was enjoying the free ranging fantasy in
her mind. She had raised up and glanced down. There
was no guessing on her part, she knew she was aroused
and that the swollen hardness of her nipples were a
direct result. The slight breeze blowing across her
nipple stimulated her even more. In her fantasy she
was no longer innocent in her exposure to the eyes of
strangers. She was putting on a show. She was
teasing the men who watched her. She spread her legs
even further apart until her ankles were a couple of
feet apart. She thought about the hair she had seen
in the mirror and wondered what it would look like to
someone behind her. She reached back and trailed a
finger between her legs along the edge of the bathing
suit. She could feel the silky hair that crept from
beneath the suit. She smiled at the thought of what
it must look like.
When she spread her legs wider, Alan almost
came. He stared intently between her legs and could
see the dark hair that the suit could not hide. It
curled from underneath in swirls that disappeared
high up between her cheeks. He wondered for a second
if she had any idea what it looked like and then,
Alice; sweet, shy, innocent, sexy Alice; reached back
and felt herself. It was all he could do to remove
his hand from his twitching cock, but he had to in
order to keep from coming.
The only person more surprised at Alice's
actions than Alan was Alice herself. She was real
excited by now. She knew that if she were to touch
herself, she would be wet. How exciting it would be
to be somewhere where she was a complete stranger to
everybody and do this for real. She wondered how
women could wear such revealing bathing suits and not
be in a constant state of arousal. Especially those
thongs that consisted of nothing more in the back
than a strip of fabric so narrow it was lost in the
cracks of the ladies that wore them. Would she ever
have the courage to wear such a garment?
She looked around, and confidant that no one
could see her, she pulled the bottom of her bathing
suit between her cheeks. She clenched her buttocks
at the unusual way it felt, stimulating in a new and
exciting way.
Alan knew he wouldn't last for long. He could
sense an orgasm growing and knew that with only a
minimal amount of manual stimulation he would be
coming.