It was the Summer of 1965, and Peggy Sue had just gotten married the year before and was a little bored with it quite honestly. Frank was a great guy, good in bed, and a hard worker, but Peggy Sue was missing having sex with other guys. She had been way more sexually active than the average 50’s girl and loved her cock and turning guys on. She was feeling a little old at 26 and was sensing a whole new sexually liberating generational shift halfway through the 60’s that she didn’t want to miss out on. She was liking all the talk about ‘Free Love’! The official ‘Summer of Love’ was a couple of years off, but Peggy Sue had been born and raised in the Bay Area and the hippies were just beginning to percolate in San Francisco. Peggy Sue was a pacesetter and had been giving away ‘Free Love’ since she turned 18 in 1957!

Frank was also talking about having a kid too, which Peggy Sue was hesitant to do. That was a lot of responsibility at this time in her life, and she wanted to have some fun while she was still young. Peggy Sue loved the sex part, just not the having the baby part. The fact was Peggy Sue was a nymphomaniac and was happiest when getting plowed by a big cock.

But today she wasn’t going to think about any of this and was going to spend the day at the beach catching some rays. Peggy Sue had been a beach bunny her entire life and liked nothing better than the four S’s: sand, sea, sun, and sex. Plus, the exhibitionist in her enjoyed teasing the boys on the beach in her skimpy bikinis. One reason she became an elementary school teacher was because she could have the Summers off.

Peggy Sue would often go to the Main Beach where the tourists hang out. She enjoyed flirting with the young husbands while their wives were busy with the kids. Just laying on a beach towel and making sure they got a good view of her was exciting to Peggy Sue exhibitionist side. She often noticed once the wives had kids, they kind of let themselves go and got fat. Peggy Sue liked to be a fantasy for these husbands. She even banged a few nervous, cheating husbands in cheap motel rooms before she got married.

Today, Peggy Sue was in a more reflective mood and decided to go to Surfer’s Cove beach. It was secluded, no crowds, and within an easy walk from her house. It was really a nice surf break and if there was a swell she was assured of seeing some cute surfers working the waves. The rocks went right down to the water and created all kinds of little private pocket beaches at low tide. Peggy Sue threw a book and some other things in her beach bag and took off from home.

Peggy Sue got settled in at her favorite little private cove surround by rocky cliffs on a perfect beach day. Sure enough, there was enough of a swell for three cute surfers she could enjoy watching whipping the waves. The boards were shorter, the hair was longer, and the surfers were better than back in her ‘Gidget’ teen years. These guys were extra good and fun to see in action.

After about an hour the swell started to peter out a bit and the three surfers paddled back to the beach. They were cute and muscular guys, Peggy thought!

“Hey, you guys carved up the waves really good out there today.” Peggy shouted at them, “I was impressed!”

With that all three of them came over and introduced themselves. Peggy could easily sense them checking her body out. They were a little younger than her by a few years she was guessing, so it was nice to be still looked at as a sexual object by the boys. They all had a very comfortable conversation about surfing and how much more maneuverable the shorter boards were. Peggy Sue knew her surfing and had done some classic tandem surfing with past boyfriends. These boys all knew Pete Smith, her very first boyfriend. He went on to be a champion surfer, shaper, and local hero. They were impressed with Peggy Sue too, and in more ways than one it would appear.