The bar[m]aid and the beach [f]un

So I’ve recently been on holiday. Due to Covid, my family and I took a trip to Cornwall, UK. Those who have been know that it’s beautiful and dotted with surf beaches and coves that are quite picturesque. As a 38 yr old male with a wife and two kids it’s quite idyllic. I keep myself in shape and enjoy the gym regularly. My wife enjoys my physique and that I take care of myself without being too over the top. I’m decent enough looking and always enjoy a chat and banter with those who are up for it.

So there we were one evening enjoying a pub meal. One of the kids made a mess of the pair of them and my wife headed off in to bathroom to sort them out.

I found myself at the table aimlessly staring in to the middle distance. Only my middle distance became the bar maid, cleaning the next table over. It was accidental and I had no idea I was staining until she approached me.

The waitress was a surfer, clearly. She had tousled brunette hair, deep blue eyes and wore a tank top, no bra, over a slight frame. “Can I help you with something?” She asked. Flushed as I realised what had happened and that I’d been caught staring straight at her, I thought on my feet and apologised profusely for the mess the kids had made, asking if she would mind helping clearing up. Looking me dead in the eyes, she said “well I was hoping for something a lot more interesting than that”. With a smile and wink, she passed to the far side of the table and began cleaning up. She wasn’t done there though. Leaning forwards, she ensured her tank top slipped forward and that I had a view straight down to her nipples. Both were pierced and there was no visible tan lines. Looking up at me “you with me now?” She could see I was staring straight down her top. Alas before I could say anything my wife and kids returned.

Finishing our meals, I headed to the bar to pay. Exchanging pleasantries with the bar maid, I found out she was called Alice and here for the summer to take advantage of the surfing and other activities that took her fancy. As my bill was paid she looked me in the eyes, smiling and said “your wife thinks you’re just paying the bill, but come to Treyarnon beach around 10pm tonight and I’ll show you what else is pierced” This was done as bold as she intended, as no one was in ear shot and it appeared, as suggested, that it was idle chit chat.
“I’ll find a way to be there, thank you” I said, again boldly, thanking her for the lovely food too….

With the kids in bed and complaining to my wife of bad indigestion, I headed to the beach for an evening walk and fresh air to help clear it. I’ll enjoy being by the sea too, I said, and with that, left our home for the week and headed to the beech.

9:55 and I found myself staining at the waves in the intermittent moon light. There aren’t many houses around Treyarnon beach and the light was low but the sea was piling in, wave after wave. Warm air filled my lungs but the sea was icy around my feet. I stared off in to the middle distance.

“Hey you” a voice came from behind. Turning around, Alice was there, totally naked. She’s stripped on hitting the beach and wasn’t at all afraid to show her body. Whilst the light was low, I made out every detail of her body. The coolness of the night air had her covered in goose bumps. Her nipples erect, her shaved pussy hardly a slit it looked so tight. “Well then, take a closer look” she said, and placed her hands on my shoulders, pushing me down to my knees in the surf. Sure enough, a little silver stud through her clit caught the light. “Cute hey? Feel free to taste too” I needed no further invitation and buried my mouth between her legs. Licking and swirling my tongue around the stud. Cupping her ass and pulling her in closer, I licked her sweet juices as frantically as I could, before gently sucking and bringing on an orgasm. Alice collapsed a little as it overtook her body, but I held firm, propped her up and prolonged the orgasm with my gentle licking. As she regained control of herself and pulled away, I was helped to my feet. My shorts soaked with sea water, “we won’t be needing these” Alice took them from me and slid them, along with my boxers from my legs and tossed them up the beach. I did the same with my shirt, meaning I too was now naked.

My cock, 7 inches and nice and thick was immediately erect “nice” said Alice, as she took it in hand. In one fail swoop she was on her knees and my cock disappeared in to her warm, tiny mouth. Deep throated without any hesitation. It was the best blowjob of my life. She expertly worked up and down my shaft. Swirling her tongue and sucking gently, my legs almost taken from under me on every disappearance down her throat. After a few minutes of this I was nearing orgasm and she knew it. My groaning had increased and my breath shortened. Stopping after a very long deep throat she stood “I’m on the pill, fill me up?” Looking back I said “no, but how about I fuck you and cum over those nipple piercings….?” Smiling she said “hell yes” and jumped up, wrapping her legs around me. We soon manoeuvred her on to my cock and I began bouncing her suspended body up and down on my shaft. She was tiny, and light as a feather. But I wanted more purchase, more power. Dropping her on her back in the edge of the surf, I began pounding in to her. She groaned, I groaned. The cold waves washed around us, taking our breath. I felt my orgasm build again. Pulling out I positioned myself over Alice, and before too long, my orgasm exploded from me in ropes of hot cum. Over Alice’s body as I had promised. She laughed with delight as I covered her in one of the biggest orgasms of my life.

“That was fun” proclaimed Alice, before heading in to the sea a little deeper to clean off my mess. “You know I’ve not even kissed you” she said as she returned from the edge of the sea before jumping me, wrapping legs around me and kissing me deeply. She tasted as salty as someone who had just been in the sea….

We kissed and chatted there for a few minutes before I proclaimed my love for Cornwall. She said she was finding it entertaining, before we both dressed, kissed one last time and headed off in opposite directions…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ntnwir/the_barmaid_and_the_beach_fun

2 comments on “The bar[m]aid and the beach [f]un

  1. Loved how forward she was. Is that the first time you’ve cheated? (33, married, and considering the same)

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