A Great Day At The Beach

Decided to write something a little different than my past stories. This one is less violent than past stories but I hope still well received.

After dropping 23 pounds over the last few months, I was excited to hit the beach and relax some. I am Walter, a 47 year old divorced black man living along the coast in California. On a Tuesday afternoon, I grabbed my beach chair, a towel and slipped on my tight trunks and hit the beach.

The sand was not real crowded when I got there. I put on my headphones, kicked back in my chair and listened to some music. About 20 minutes later, I noticed a nice looking woman walk by along with her teenage daughter setting up their chairs about 10 feet in front of me. Both were wearing shorts but the girl had the tiniest top I had ever seen while the Mom wore a one-piece suit that plunged down, showing a nice set of tits.

I decided to grab a quick dip in the water, walking past them on the way. I swam around a bit before getting out and walking past them again on my way back to my chair. The mother stared at my wet suit and I could feel by cock twitch.

I sat down, put my headphones back on and again closed my eyes to enjoy the sun. After about 15 minutes, I felt someone touch my arm. Opening my eyes, the mother was standing right there.

“Hi,” she said. “Can I ask you a question? There is a creepy guy watching my daughter and I and I was wondering if we could move up and sit next to you?”

When I told her should could, she ran back and both her and her daughter grabbed their chairs and moved them next to me, one on each side. Now that they were closer, I noticed the Mom was probably mid 30s, attractive and with large tits. The daughter’s top barely covered a growing set of smallish tits with the cloth just covering the nipples.

“I am Julie,” said the Mom, stretching out her hand. “Thank you for letting us do this. The is my daughter Rachael.”

Before Julie sat down next to me, she slid off her shorts, revealing a french cut one piece suit that showed he pussy lips nicely. She sat down and started to rub sun screen into herself.

“Can I take off my shorts now Mom,” asked Rachael?

“Sure, go ahead now,” responded Julie.

Rachael slid down her shorts, showing the tiniest g-string bottoms I have ever seen. Just a string ran up her teen ass and the small triangle in front did little to cover a shaved teen pussy. She finally sat down, also grabbing a bottle of sun screen and started to rub the oil into herself.

We chatted for about 20 minutes. Julie was in California for a job interview coming from Idaho. She was divorced about six years and loved the sun. She had the interview earlier that morning, thought it went well and decided to celebrate with a trip to the beach. Rachael was 15 years old, a sophomore in high school and was loving California. All the time Julie was talking, my cock was growing and showing through my trunks.

“You know Rachael, I dated a black man in college just before I met your dad,” Julie told her daughter out of the blue.

“You are kidding Mom,” Rachael said. “You never told me that. Did Dad know?”

“God know, I never told your dad,” Julie answered. “He would have flipped out if he knew I went to bed with a black man ever in my life.”

“That is so hot,” Rachael said.

Rachael adjusted her chair so she could lay down, flipped over on her stomach and turned her head away from her Mom and I. Julie’s hand started to move towards my cock, finally resting on top of my trunks and started to squeeze my now rock hard dick.

“I would love to feel a black cock inside me again,” she whispered, leaning over to me.

Her other hand had slipped inside her one piece and was actively working on her own pussy. I was worried someone would walk by and see her masturbating both me and herself and call the cops.

“Hey,” I said. “My house is only around that little jetty there if you girls want some snacks and a drink. It is just about a 15 minute walk and I have a private backyard.’

Rachel’s head turned around when I spoke, catching her Mom’s hand on my cock.

“Please Mom, can we go,” she asked?

“Sure baby, I think that is a great idea,” Julie said. “Put your shorts back on for the walk though. We don’t want to give some old guy a heart attack with your butt hanging out.”

We folded up our chairs and started the walk down the beach to my house.
(Part 2 cumming)