Walking the secluded, unofficially, nude beach in a red Speedo could be interesting and revealing. Cool sea breezes take away the sweat from sun-heated bodies, the beauties and the less so. Though there were many pretty and daring bodies to appreciate, smug and disdainful attitudes made them unattractive. The French might call them ‘belle-laide’ — ugly beauties. Sadly, my parade didn’t attract much attention.

On my third pass up the small beach, I noticed a newcomer. Definitely pretty despite her slim body in her small, blue bikini, her attraction shot up when she looked around, embarrassed, at the half or fully naked people nearby. While they appeared indifferent about their nudity, she looked shy fully covered in her bikini. Her long and shapely legs held my attention as I imagined them slung on my shoulders. I was close enough to see her gulp as she reached back and released her top.

Her tiny tits shifted and changed shape as she removed her unfilled top and twisted to put it in her beach bag. Though not impressive, my Speedo twitched. I slowed my pace, looked around, and hoped she’d remove her bottom too. She didn’t. Before I made a further spectacle of myself, I continued my walk. As I passed a couple mutually masturbating and another having sex in a very public doggie position, I closed my eyes and imagined doing all that with the newcomer. My suit began to tent, so I moved on. Before getting to the end of the beach, I decided it was time to turn back and meet the slim beauty. Already breathing deeply when I passed the two couples still in flagrante, I tried to slow my pulse and shrink my all too obvious tent.

Slowing as I approached her, I decided to stop at her feet since I didn’t have a good icebreaker. Her eyes were closed, knees up and together, her tits flattened against her chest. “Hi, I’m, Jim,” not my real name. “I haven’t seen you here before. Are you new to the area or just wanted to see what the local nudists look like on a public beach?” She didn’t answer, but I kept imagining her naked, well-toned thighs flexing during orgasm.

She propped herself up on her elbows and stared at me staring at her. My eyes moved up her legs to her unpadded groin; to her shapely abs; her tightening nipples and contracting areolae; her supple neck, her thin lips and pretty, pale eyes. My tent surged and I looked around for anyone watching us. After a long moment, she said, “See anything you like?” Looking at my stiff tent, she added, “Oh, I see you do.”

“What can I say? Yes, I do. I saw when you arrived and felt pulled to you even before you took off your top.” She sat up and covered most of her tiny tits with one arm. “As you can see, most people on this beach are naked and I was hoping you were going to join us.” Her thin lips twitched and tried to hide her smile.

“Don’t hold your breath. Exposing my flat chest is enough of a dare for me. In fact, my tits are out because I lost a bet. Since you’ve had a good look already, would you mind taking a photo that includes others as proof that I paid? What do you mean ‘us’ since you are not naked?”

“I will be when I lie down again. Walking naked with a big swinging stick here is reserved for just before I leave the beach. Thanks for noticing my stiff tent, which is due to you and not the fornicating couple over there.” One eyebrow lifted when she saw the woman on all fours. With a small flourish to my slipping Speedo, I added, “You noticed, I’m sure, that the more you arouse me, the more my suit exposes me.” She looked at my exposed hair and quickly looked at the other involved couple. “You didn’t tell me your name.”

“Call me Jane.” I dropped to my knees at her feet so she had to spread her legs to see me and my oscillating bulge. “Are you always so forward?” Instead of answering, I slowly scanned her body from toes to eyes. She pretended to be annoyed. “So, you see something you like now?” she said as she casually opened one knee farther to allow a better look at her swelling labia. After handing me her camera, I took several photos of her topless with people nearby and some more intimate photos of her tiny tits and plumping suit bottom.

I sighed then slowly answered, “I like everything I see, yet I want to see a little more. I hope you feel the same.” My dick surged again. “I can’t help imagining you nude here because of where we are. Let me tell you what else I’m imagining before I touch you. Your toes, ankle and calf yield to my kisses; the backs of your knees, after I lift your long leg high, enjoy my kisses and my tongue; your well-toned and sexy thighs get my lingering special attention as I work my way up.” The tension melted from her face and abs.