It is summer in San Diego. I have just wrapped up my senior year of high school, newly 18 and ready to start my life in college. It is late, the store I work in closes at 1. Have you ever been in San Diego in the summer? Some nights when you can’t sleep, the beach just calls you to it. You learn to always have beach gear on hand.
I drive the quiet streets, past the sleepy houses through the soft pools of light to La Jolla Shores. The tide is drawing out and the moon is bright on the sand. Down the beach two men, only a little older than myself are playing catch with a football. I suspect they are
sailors. I have spent my life as a Navy Brat in Navy towns, I can recognize them easily.
They glance my way as I walk to the shore line, I am soft and curvy in all the right places, and I know it, with a confidence only the young can really show. I am well experienced at this point, owing to a randy boyfriend, newly unattached. I am not overly interested in engaging with anyone, having been busy all shift talking and laughing with customers. The waves lap at my toes and I turn back to drop my towel and clothes just out of reach of its tendrils.
I swim out to the breakers and let the waves toss me about. They are gentle this far back in the cove and it feels great to surrender to them. I float and admire my breasts. They are already large, full and round. They float on the surface shining in the moonlight. I am a bit vain about them. They are typically the first thing men notice about me and it shoots little jolts of electricity each time I see it.
I hear water move around me. I look and both men have swam out near where I am floating in the moonlight. The taller one, clearly the ring leader, gives me an exploratory smile. He is testing my willingness to talk. I have seen in his eyes that he is watching my breasts. It opens the door.
We chat, they make some silly statement about how dangerous it is to swim alone at night. Things about who you might meet. They grin at me like starving wolves. We talk about my work, where I am going to school, what ship they are stationed on. It’s nice floating in the water, being ogled by two men. Incredibly sexy.
Things move organically, first I am laughing at a Princess Bride reference one tried to use on me. I laugh like it was silly, but honestly it works. I don’t resist when he reaches out to touch me. One grabs me and pulls me to his chest. All playful. The other runs his fingers across the swell of my breast. It makes me toss my head back and moan. The taller one turns me around, my back to his body. I can feel his cock growing under the thin material.
The other, all strong chest and arms, lifts me out of the water a bit and pulls down the top of my suit to expose my breasts. They laugh and say it’s getting in the way, taking it off. My breasts are floating and he is pulling them up, just enough that it hurts, but in all the ways I love. He takes my nipple in his mouth, the other he rolls in his fingers. The man behind me reaches around to rub my clit. It is so wet despite the salt water. I have this brief thought that maybe I should go, but it is quickly lost when the waves sandwich me together between their bodies.
Somehow we make it to shore. There are lights in the parking lot that are shining on the beach so we stumble, kissing, groping to a little copse of rocks. Just enough darker. Our towels down, they stand me up. They are determined to be gentle, they keep saying this to me as though I might bolt under the threat of any aggression. I am so hot and wet, I couldn’t possibly. They can have whatever they desire.
Slowly they use the rough towels to brush the sand and salt water from my skin while I stand before them, removing my suit. They follow it with fingers and lips. It is so much sensation I struggle to keep track of it all. One is kissing me, one is sucking on my breasts. A finger or two in my pussy. Discussion of how tight I am. How I might struggle to take them, I laugh at their braggadocio and tell them to get undressed so I can decide if they will break me or I will break them. In all honesty, I am a little terrified, I have never tried to pleasure two men simultaneously, but I am a generous heart.
I make some vain comment about my breasts, Muscle Man laughs. He says he noticed my mouth first. I know it is full and welcoming, another vanity? Perhaps. I look at him coyly, what for? He asks me to get on my knees so he can show me. I am dripping into the sand as I sit on my knees and he slowly places his cock in my mouth. It’s briny, full of salt water and pre-cum. It is throbbing and I wrap my hand gently about the base as he wraps his hand into my hair. Tall Guy is watching in amusement and lust. Some offhand comment about getting a turn too. I reply, “As you wish,” and I am rewarded with another cock to suck. I have one in each hand taking turns. Licking one head than another. There is a brief moment where we try both, but there is a laugh when my mouth is too small and tight to hold them both.
Soon I am laid on my back, kisses across my breasts and belly. Just above my mound. I would have gasped from pleasure, certainly the rise of my hips gave an indication of my desire, but my voice was lost in the cock fucking my mouth. His balls start to slam against my chin. Below my clit is getting it’s own party. The cock above suddenly jerks and shoots his cum down my throat. I choke a little, but eagerly swallow and lick him clean. I realize it is Muscle Man. My first prize of the night.
Tall Guy teases him about being too quick out of the gate and wraps his arms around my legs. He buries himself inside of me with his tongue. My mouth free, I start to moan. I can still taste the cum in my throat. There is no one on the beach to hear me. I can feel myself edging closer, ready to cum all over his long delicious tongue. He stops, looks up at me and smiles. I am dripping and near begging for him to finish. I want to be full. I want to cum all over anything, anyone, everyone right at this moment. I would pleasure their entire ship.
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