The Beach [F Solo] [Masturbation] [Voyeur] [Flashing]

Chelsea woke with a start, her phone beeping and vibrating on the nightstand next to her bed. She lazily reached across with her left hand and grab it. Through blurry eyes, she prodded at the infernal machine until she hit the dismiss button. Completing her task, she flopped back onto the bed, still exhausted. Sighing heavily, she started to rouse herself awake. Eventually climbing out of bed, she walked over to the window and pulled the curtains open. The room exploded with light as the sun streaming in. It took a few moments for Chel’s eyes to adjust to the light but eventually she could see out onto the beautiful landscape of Marseilles, France. She looked over the cityscape and ocean, she breathed a happy sigh. She had been here for a few days already due to work and finally today was a day off for her. Chelsea wasn’t sure what she was going to do with her day off, maybe go explore a little. She shrugged her shoulders and walked towards the bathroom. Her long Victoria’s Secret night shirt swooshing as she turned on her heels. Chel’s long dark hair flowing behind her as she continued on her way.

“What to do today? Hmmm…”

Chel whispered to herself as she stared into the bathroom mirror. She smiled at herself and reached into the shower, turning it on and instantly feeling the fresh warm water hitting her arm before she could retract it. She reached down to the hem of her nightshirt and gripped it, pulling it over her head. Removing it from her tanned curvy body, she dropped it to the side and looked herself up and down. Her plump breasts sat perfectly on her chest, complimented by nipple piercings. They were always one of her favorite things, she giggled slightly and gave them a tweak. The sensation shot pleasure through her body, ending between her legs. Chelsea reached into the shower again and felt the temperature had normalized enough for her to step inside. She did just this and instantly felt the refreshing water rain down upon her. Droplets of water running allover the curves of her body and into the most intimate of places. The shower certainly woke her up and reinvigorated her body. Grabbing a bottle of shower gel, Chelsea squirted some allover her tits and began to massage it into them liberally. Soaping them up quickly and then continuing down her stomach and between her legs. As her soapy fingers touched her sensitive lips, she felt a twinge of pleasure shoot through her again. She’d been here for about a week due to business and she always hated being away from home. It meant that she was away from her man and that just caused her to become super horny at the slightest touch. Today was no exception, She fought back the urge to just stand in the shower and masturbate there and then. 

Chelsea finally finished her shower and stepped out onto the cool tile floor. She grabbed a large hotel towel and wrapped it around herself. Stepping out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom, she heard a ping come from her phone. Chelsea walked over to the bed and sat down, taking the phone in hand. It appeared that she’d received a new email from her man. She smiled broadly and opened it up.

“Hi Chel,

I hope work aren’t running you ragged! if I’ve worked it out properly, you should be on your first day off and knowing you, you have no idea what to do with it?

So I have a naughty little challenge for you ;)

I’ve found out that in Marseilles there is a nude beach, how about you pay it a little visit and send me a little snap?

It’s Ile du Levant beach…

Enjoy your day off sweetie ;) x”

Chelsea giggled as she finished reading the email. Far from being one to turn down a challenge, especially a naughty one when she was so desperate for cock and from her equally horny man. She dropped her phone on the bed and stood up, rubbing the coarse towel around her to dry off. Eventually finishing, she pulled out a long summery dress from her suitcase and threw it over her head. She figured if she was going to be going to a nude beach, she wouldn’t be requiring any underwear. Chelsea look herself over in the dress mirror in the corner of her room, her pierced nipples evidently peeking through her outfit. She turned and bent slightly, as she did so, her dress rode up and exposed the bottoms of her ass cheeks. Dressed just the way she wanted, She slipped on a pair of flip-flops, grabbed her bag and exited her room. Making her way down to the road outside the hotel, she hailed a taxi and climbed in. Asking the drive to take her to Ile du Levant beach, the french driver gave a knowing wink and pulled away. He didn’t speak much English at all, save for a few broken words. Chelsea just continued to enjoy the scenario of the seaside location. She did, however, catch him staring at her through the rear view mirror. Chelsea smiled smugly at this naughty french man checking her out. She gently slid into the center of the read seats and slowly spread her legs. As she did so, the hem of her dress slowly worked it’s way up her thighs. Tantalizingly, exposing more and more to the driver staring into his rear view mirror. Finally it reached it’s peek, Chel’s legs now spread wide and exposing her tight shaven pussy to the driver. He made a coughing noise and swerved slightly in the road, Chel giggled and quickly closed her legs. Being naughty was fun but not worth dying for.

The rest of the journey finished without incident and Chel thanked the driver as she got out of the cab, flashing her pert rump under her dress as she did so. Leaning into the window of the cab, she squeezed her amble breasts together and held out a fist full of euros. The driver muttered something in broken English about seeing more of her. Chel smiled and pressed her cleavage closer to him.

“How about you see these and we forget the fare?….”

The driver nodded furiously to which, Chelsea looked around quickly and pulled the top of her dress down. Allowing her DD breasts to bounce free, inches from his face. Her nipple piercings glistening in the sunlight, the driver moaned gently, biting his lip. Chelsea quickly replaced them and winked, pulled herself out of the window. The driver tipped his hat and when on his way, She replaced the euros into her bag and began to descend the steps down to the beach. Reaching the sandy beach, Chel kicked off her sandals and felt the sand between her toes. She looked around and it was a fairly quiet beach, although of course the time of day and the fact it was midweek was probably some indication. Chelsea walked for a little while and found a quiet little spot. Reaching into her bag, she laid out her towel and deftly lifted her dress over her head, dropping it into her bag. The warm summer breeze across her body felt divine and her nipples responded instantly. The sensation of being naked in public and warm from the sun was already making her pussy very wet. Biting her lip, she laid down on the towel and reached into her bag. Producing her phone, she held it above her head and snapped a picture. This was perfect proof and once she returned to the hotel, she send it on wards via email. 

“This place is paradise…”

Chelsea let out a long sigh and looked around the beach once more. It was pretty quiet and the feeling between her legs was growing. Feeling naughty, she slid her right hand down her stomach and between her legs. Softly touching her lips, she was already soaking wet and very sticky. The sensation of her fingers touching her soft pussy in full view of anyone that wanted to see, it just made her wetter and wetter. Before she knew what she was doing, she had spread her legs wide and her fingers were furiously rubbing her firm little clitoris. The pleasure instantly shooting through her body, causing her to moan loudly. The noises echoing along the quiet little beach. Closing her eyes, she focused on the sensation, feeling it build rapidly inside of her. She paused for a second and thrust two fingers inside of her, feeling the warm wet confines of her pussy. This caused her to let out another loud and long moan of pure pleasure. The feeling was too much for her to bare, so keeping her fingers inside, she slid her other hand down to continue the onslaught on her clitoris. The warm french air rushed past and caused her to shiver with excitement. 

Thrusting her fingers in and out of her pussy rapidly, combined with her other hand circling her clit, caused Chelsea to scream out with pure pleasure. The scream was deafening as her body spasmed and convulsed on her towel, kicking sand from underneath her. Her knee’s weak and arms stick in position as this monstrous orgasm tore through her body. Gasping for air and desperately trying to regain sense of herself, Chelsea rode the wave of pleasure for almost five minutes. Arching her back and thrusting her fingers as deep inside herself as possible. Her pussy juices dripping out and down her butt, dropping onto her towel below. Eventually the feeling began to subside and Chelsea went limp. Laying perfectly still, gasping for air. She moved her hands up to her face and softly sucked on her fingers, tasting the pure lust from her fingers. Finally her breathing beginning to normalize, Chelsea finally came to her senses.

“Fuck…I love this place…I don’t ever want to leave…”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/yrfhd1/the_beach_f_solo_masturbation_voyeur_flashing