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| Bare-Ass Beach | |||||||||||||||
| Fiction by Paul | |||||||||||||||
| "Just like I remembered it", I said as the rental car slowly crept down the rutted track. Alyse put her hand on the dash as the small SUV dipped into a particularly deep pot hole. It was a dirt road, but obviously well used. The occasional torrential tropical rains wreaked havoc, though, with unpaved roads on the island. "Guam", I said to myself. "I never thought I'd ever get back here." But here I was, as a freelance consultant. Doing work on a top-secret military radar system. I'd been stationed here in the early to mid 70's with the Air Force. My semi-scientific, semi-media, semi-government backround in the subsequent nearly 30 years made me uniquely qualified to do what the Air Force needed here on Guam in the summer of 2003. Now I could tell you just exactly what it is that they needed done, but then I'd have to kill you! Nawwww. Just kidding. It's not a big deal, really. But it is secret. Sufice it to say, for me it would be a piece of cake. Plus it will be good money. And a free trip to Guam. After a long time away. The job would take two weeks. When the project details started to work themselves out, I asked my girlfriend Alyse if she'd like to come along. Alyse is a dark haired beauty who loves to soak up ths sun in her tinyest bikini (or in the nude in the right situations). And having spent two years on Guam in my younger days I knew it was a sun-bathers heaven. You know, though, Guam gets a bad rap. Comedians always make jokes about Guam. I think it's the name. Guam. It sounds funny. But really it's a beautiful tropical island. White sandy beaches. Spectacular coral formations. And a warm ocean that invites you to spend your days lazing on the sand. I explained all this to Alyes and she agreed to accompany me. The job would take about two weeks. We would be on the island three weeks. The trip was in July, Alyse is a teacher, and her son could stay with his father for the duration. So, here we were, rocking down a dirt road on the way to Tanguission Beach, north of Agana and south of the Air Force Base. "When I was here in the 70's", I told Alyse, "this was called bare-ass beach. I was only here once. It was not officially 'off limits' to Air Force personel, but it was frowned upon to be seen here." I remembered it as one of the most beautiful beaches on an island full of beautiful beaches. And it was secluded. High rock cliffs to the north and the south forming a cove with about a thousand yards of narrow coral beach. Coconut palms grew to within about 30 feet of the shoreline so that if it got too hot under the high, tropical sun you could always retreat into the shade. And for some reason there was no really thick jungle here making the whole cove a park-like setting. We reached the end of the road where there was a small parking lot. About a half dozen vehicles were parked there. We grabbed a picnic basket and a blanket and started down the steep trail that led to the beach. "Watch your step.", I cautioned Alyse. We were both wearing shorts and loose fitting shirts. I had on athletic shoes but Alyse was just wearing sandals. Alyse had her bikini on underneath her clothes but I was just planning on going nude. After all, this was "bare ass" beach! About 100 yards down the trail the beach came into view. The water was almost turquoise colored. The sand blazingly white. A small sailboat was pulled up on the beach and we could see maybe a half dozen people lounging on blankets or splashing in the shallow near-shore waters. As we got closer it was obvious from the people's attire (or lack of it) that this was still "bare ass beach" even a quarter century later. I grinned. "Looks like I brought the right bathing suit." "Hey, I have the same style suit as you do...underneath my bikini.", said Alyse with a grin of her own. Alyse is a beautiful woman. Thin, long legs, small but perfectly formed breasts, not much butt but enough to hang onto when the need to hang on to something arose. I love this woman and think she's the most beautiful woman I've ever known. The thought of seeing her naked in this stunning tropical setting started thickening my cock. We reached the beach and headed north about a hundred yards. I took my shoes off for easier walking and Alyse kicked off her sandals. We found a spot, in the sun, but under a coconut tree. I shook the tree to make sure there weren't any lose coconuts. There have been incidents where people have been killed or seriously injured by falling coconuts. But this seemed safe. I spread out the blanket while Alyse took off her shirt and pants. She stood there smoothing the blanket with her foot and my cock got a little stiffer. "Well", said Alyse, "are you going to get into your 'bathing suit'?" "Ahhh... I have this little problem with a certain part of my body kinda getting larger than normal.", I stammered. "Will this help?" she said as she took off her top. "You,re nasty!" I laughed as I pulled off my shirt. "You got that right.", said Alyse as she stepped across the blanket and began undoing my shorts. I slipped my hand inside her bikini bottoms and caressed her butt. "You do have a problem here", said Alyse as she pulled my shorts over my hips and grabbed my penis. "But I think I could take care of it for you." "Oh yeah?" I said. She kissed me. "um hum.", she murmered as she pushed my shorts over my knees. "Right here? Right now? "Why not?" she said as she began kissing my prick. "People might see!", I stammered. "Relax.", said Alyse. "You're not in the Air Force anymore." And with that she took my cock into her mouth. Well, at this point I had no arguement with her logic. Nor did I want to argue. Alyse began making little sighing sounds as she sucked my cock into full hardness. I enjoyed the sensations for a few minutes. It was heaven. A light breeze. The tropical fragrances. The sound of the small waves lapping the beach, the larger waves breaking on the reef a hundred yards off-shore. And a beautiful woman taking my cock deep into her mouth. As I got more and more excited though, I did have one coherent thought. This isn't fair. I'm getting all the attention. I pulled my cock out of Alyses's mouth. I gently pushed her back on the blanket. Kneeling between her legs I pulled her bathing suit bottoms off. Her neatly trimmed, black pubic hair came into view. I didn't think it was possible but my cock got even harder. Her lips were already slightly swollen. I leaned over and kissed her breasts. There was a sharp intake of breath. Slowly I kissed my way down her stomach, stopping briefly at her belly button, stopping again momentarily at the tiny little scare on her abdomine where she once had surgery. I doubt that she's particularly sensitive there, but I love that scar. It helps make Alyse a "real person" in my mind. A woman that I love, not just an object that I have sex with. As I worked my way south the little gasps and moans from Alyse became more pronounced. My tongue found her clit, but just brushed it lightly. I continued kissing and licking my way down her right leg. Then I crossed over to her left and worked my way back up to her crotch. She was writhing now, arching her back and fondling her breasts. I again teased her clit. Then I licked all around it, not touching it, but touching everything else. Keeping my tongue working at easily and at a steady pace. Occasionally I would glance up, and see Alyse pinching her nipples between her index and middle finger. Sooooo sexy! Her moans became louder and my tongue worked a little faster. I had found her clit again and was no longer just teasing it. Now I was stimulating it in ernest. I heard her say, her voice choking a bit, "Oh God, yes." Then a growl and I knew she was cumming. I stayed with her while she came. Then I slowed my tongue-work and began kissing her abdomen then her breasts. Then we were face-to-face. She smiled. Then began licking her own juices off my face. Almost withouth notice my cock slipped into her dripping pusy. I say almost. I infact did notice. It felt so good. So right. Whenever I enter Alyse my first thought is, "I'm home." Slowly I began pumping in and out. Just standard old missionary position screwing. Say what you want about the missionary position, it does allow one to see tha face of their partner. And I love Alyse's face. Especially when she's cumming. As my thrusts became more rapid and deeper I could feel that old tingle that tells me I'm almost there. "I'm gonna cum.", I whispered. "Oh, baby! Give it to me. Hard!", said Alyse. The tingle became a rush. Now I growled. Alyse whimpered. "I'm cumming", I gasped. Alyse just said, "Ahhhhhhhhhh!" We came. It seemed to last a lifetime. Finally, my sense of reality returned. I became aware of the ocean and the sand. And the beautiful woman beneath me. I nuzzled her neck. "That was good!:, I whispered. "Ummmmm. Yes.", she replied. We lay there for a few moments. I rolled off Alyse. A few moments more. "Race you to the beach" said Alyse. And with that her lithe form was up and running. I struggled to my feet but she was chest deep in the clear, warm, tropical waters by the time I reached the water's edge. I splashed out to her side. She turned and threw her arms around my neck and rubbed her breasts against my hairy chest. "This is darned near perfect.", she said. "And you know what?" "What?", I said. "We weren't the only people screwing on the beach." I glanced behind me. Sure enough, about 50 yards down the beach another couple was obviously having sex. "I don't think they should call this 'bare-ass beach' anymore." "No?" "Nope.", she said. "From now on it should be 'fucking-your-brains-out beach'." It would be fun helping to make the name change stick. |
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