Sex at the Beach

         I paced the floor of my bedroom, looking out at the clear blue sky and listening to the pounding of my heart. I have to do this, I told myself. I have to at least try before I give up so easily.
         I was waiting for my mom to get home so I could ask her to let me go to a barbecue my friends had set up. She’d already expressed her dislike at anything involving me spending time with my friends instead of with her. In her world, friends and society are evil and will corrupt me, leading me astray and ruining my life.
         Past noon, and she still hadn’t returned from her grocery shopping. I decided to eat lunch before her, but it was difficult to enjoy anything I put in my mouth. Half-past noon, and I’d almost given in to the doubts that started to engulf my mind, when I heard the front gate opening, and a second later, my mother was at the front door. She seemed cheerful; perhaps she’d snatched a good bargain and wouldn’t mind if I was allowed to have some fun of my own.
         After our lunch was over and before we started packing my suitcase for college, I seized the opportunity to casually drop the bomb on her. I was holding my breath, waiting—
         “Well, ok, if we can get most of your clothes packed before you run off with your friends,” she agreed somewhat grudgingly. Yes! She’s in a good mood!
         For those of you whose parents allow you to spend time with friends as soon as your chores are done or when you’ve done superbly in school and never have to face many rejections, you would not understand my predicament. It is a Herculean task in itself to get my parents to agree to let me be out of the house without their guardianship. Though I am 18, a stranger might assume—not incorrectly—that I am a child who needs to be told everything because I don’t know how to think for myself. What at way to debase their only daughter.
         Anyway, after 3 long strenuous hours of fighting everything into the tightest nook and cranny of my suitcase, I was ready to go breathe some salty sea air. I packed a towel, extra clothes, sun block, and a hat into a colorful bag, dressed in a tight green revealing bathing suit that my good friend had given me for my birthday, and hopped into my mom’s waiting car. My boyfriend Quang must have been just as impatient as I was, because he kept calling to ask where I was.
         At long last, we arrived at the beach. My mom unsuspectingly dropped me off in the parking lot, told me to have fun, and drove off. I made my way to the sand and immediately took off my flip-flops to let my feet sink into the warm sand. I dug my cell phone out of my shorts pocket and found that Quang was calling me right when I was about to call him.
         “Hey sweetie, are you here yet?” he asked anxiously.
         “Yes, I’m on the beach. Where are you guys?”
         “We’re right here near one of the barbecue pits. Just keep walking along the wall, honey, and you’ll meet me.”
         So I walked. “Are you coming towards me?”
         “I’m walking toward the wall. Can you see me yet? I’m wearing gray shorts and no shirt.”
         “Ooh, no shirt, eh? Are you sitting on the wall?”
         “No, but I’m standing next to a guy who is.”
         “Ok, look to your right,” I said, waving at my boyfriend who was looking sexy baring his chest to the world.
         We hung up and he ran toward me. I would have run, but given my clumsiness, I would have fallen flat on my face in the sand. We hugged and kissed, then he wrestled my bag away from me.
         The few friends there were good friends of ours, and they looked like they were ready to jump in the water. I hung back, self-conscious of my bathing suit, which showed much more skin than I was comfortable showing.
         “Come on honey, just take it off,” Quang urged, taking my glasses and putting them safely in his backpack.
         “Oh, but could you hold up this towel? Please?”
         “You’re making it worse by making me do this, you know that?”
         I quickly slipped out of my tank top and shorts. “There, see, now you’re all ready to go,” Quang said, grabbing my hand and leading me down to the water.
         I had not gone to the ocean in so long. But the first little wave that lapped at my toes made me feel instantly relaxed. I loved the ocean.
         We went deeper and deeper to catch up to our friends. As the waves got bigger and bigger, Quang would shield me or pick me up and hold me above the wave. Nevertheless, several waves caught me by surprise and I swallowed a good amount of salty seawater. Pretty soon, he was carrying me in his arms and as soon as we got out deep enough, his hands started to wander over my body.
         “Here, move your hair back,” he said in my ear.
         “Why?” I asked, pushing my hair out of the way.
         “So I can kiss your neck,” he said, and dropped kisses along the side of my sensitive neck. I felt my insides go warm, and my nether regions were beginning to get aroused.
         “Look at that beautiful blue sky,” he said.
         I leaned back, fully intending to take in the cloudless blue, but slyly Quang kissed the front part of my neck, causing me to jump and playfully slap him.
         He kissed the exposed parts of my chest while holding me up. One of his hands slid under my butt and found my clit through my suit. He fingered it, tracing circles on the cloth, and playfully pressed harder as his fingers moved faster. I gasped a little, looking at him with astonishment. His hand might have been underwater, but still!
         “There are little kids around—a lot of little kids!” I said urgently.
         “So? They can’t see anything. And don’t tell me you don’t like it,” he said, his voice dropping in that way that makes me go weak everywhere. I bit my bottom lip as his hands grabbed my ass and squeezed, but I couldn’t deny that I was fully enjoying every second.
         For a while, we simply enjoyed the waves that crashed over us without being too naughty. When we were done with the salt water, Quang gave me a piggy-back ride back to our other friends. I took out my towel and dried myself off, then sat on Quang’s lap and draped the towel over both of us.
         We sat there like old companions, eating chips and taking in the warm summer sun. Then, Quang’s hand started wandering again. Under the towel, his fingers found my weak spot, but this time, he pushed the suit out of the way and began to work his middle finger deep into my slit. I had to focus my gaze on the sand behind our chair to keep my breathing shallow and even. I was so wet. My nipples hardened into peaks that ached to be licked and sucked and teased. I clenched my bottom to keep my lower region in control and prevent a climax in front of our friends. But it was so hard not to focus on the way his fingers slid slowly in and out of my soaked hole, hitting my g-spot again and again. My breath caught as his other hand moved to my nipple and rubbed it in circles. My insides melted, hot liquid pooling in my snatch, just ready to break free and soak his hand.
         I was just about to push his torturous hand away when he looked at me with a slight grin and asked, “You ok, honey?”
         I couldn’t answer. Instead, he pulled his finger out and I wiped it slowly on the towel. He pulled my left hand toward the waistband of his shorts. With a loud cough, he undid the Velcro strap and I slid my hand in, curling my small fingers around his thick shaft. I twisted my fingers around his cock, pushing the foreskin up and down and squeezing in rhythm. I stroked the smooth head of his hard-on, which I knew was quite sensitive. He was trying hard to keep himself in control. He bit his lip and stared straight ahead, then let out his breath slowly. When my hand was tired, I pulled out and smiled at him as though nothing in the world had happened.
         The breeze was starting to get colder as the sun sank out of sight beyond the distant mountains. I decided to go to the restroom to change, and Quang decided to escort me there. I gathered my clothes, wrapped my towel around me, and we trudged through the sand. I couldn’t believe we’d teased each other right in front of our friends. It was a risky thing to do, but both of us were fairly certain that no one else had been an audience to our naughty behavior.
         We reached the row of public bathrooms, only to turn back and retrieve our flip-flops to avoid the filthy bathroom floor. We managed to pick a stall that was decently clean. I pushed Quang outside so I could relieve myself. He then handed me my clothes and I had just gotten my shirt on when he knocked on the door to be let in.
         He glanced around the dark, cramped space and said gleefully, “In a restroom!”
         I looked at him in disbelief, just as someone knocked and tried the door. But it was securely locked.
         Quang used some toilet paper to wipe the seat clean. Then, he hung my clothes from the door and took off my bikini bottoms to hang on the doorknob. My heart started to pound in excitement. He carefully placed me on the toilet seat and spread my legs, then slid his shorts down to reveal his massive cock.
         “Sit on the very edge so I can make love to you,” he whispered. I slid forward as he positioned his cock at my pussy. There were voices outside as other beachgoers went about their own business. The risk of getting caught made me even more excited, and my pussy was soaked, ready for him to thrust his throbbing cock into my body.
         I felt the tip of his cock on my clit, and he started to push slowly until he was deep inside me. He struck my g-spot, sending heat waves throughout my body. My clit throbbed with desire for more, making me weak all over. After what seemed like hours, he picked me up off the seat and reversed the position so that now I was in cowgirl position, riding up and down on his rock hard shaft. We moaned under our breaths, breathing hard, being careful not to be heard by the people outside. I kept on riding and riding, going harder and harder, faster and faster, until my body would not allow me to move any faster. As I continued moving my hot, sweaty, sticky body up and down as fast as I could, I started to tense up, tightening my pussy around his thick cock. The sensation was too overwhelming for either of us, and we simultaneously climaxed in an explosion of pleasure. I could feel his cum pumping into me as my wet pussy dripped on his cock. I buried my face in his neck to stop myself from screaming out loud.
         Our orgasm left me exhausted but satisfied. We couldn’t help smiling as we looked into each other’s eyes and realized what we’d just done.
         Passionately gazing into each other’s eyes, we suddenly realized how long we’d been in the bathroom stall. We hurried back into our clothes.
         “I hope there’s no one outside, or they’d know what we were up to,” Quang whispered.
         I opened the door cautiously and quickly scanned the area. No one was around. I stepped out, Quang right behind me, and we strolled back to our friends, hand-in-hand, still in disbelief.
         “At the beach, in a restroom!” I whispered in shock.
         “Now, just think of how many other couples out there do it in the public restrooms that you’ve used when you’ve gone to the beach all those other times,” he replied. We looked at each other and grinned.