She was swimming alone in a lake, tan body glistening and wet hair thick and dark. She had been at the lake for an hour and had seen and heard no one. Perhaps this was because it was a warm day, not a hot one, and even on hot days the lake water was somewhat cold and brisk, a feeling she enjoyed.
She reached shore and a small man-made sandy area that served as a makeshift beach, about 10 yards by 20 yards, the sand brown and capable of becoming fairly hot in the middle of summer when sunlight was steady and intense.
She had spread a large beach towel on the sand and lain down on it on her back, closing her eyes and spreading her legs slightly, rivulets of water tracing down her inner thighs, pierced nipples hard and visible beneath her white bikini top.
One of her slender hands slid beneath the bottom of her bikini and began to softly rub her vulva, up and down then side to side. From time to time she moaned as a large spot formed on the thin white fabric of her bikini. She spread her legs wider and pulled the bikini to one side, exposing her smooth pussy lips as her clitoral hood began to swell and throb. Her breathing quickened as did the rubbing on her hood, both becoming more erratic. Two of the fingers of one hand were inside of her and two from her other hand were rubbing her clit in tight, vigorous circles, her plush ass lifting from the beach towel, the cheeks clenching and relaxing as her climax approached, her pink anus tightening and releasing in rhythm with her upward thrusts.
This is a nice start. Let’s see where it takes us.