"That's pretty," Trevor said, and she blushed a little.
"I still can't believe what you said about mum last night though."
"There used to be a spot near here. The Point?"
"Yeah, I've heard about it," I said. "It's clothing optional."
"Well that's where we used to go skinny dipping. It's around the headland and a bit of a climb down a little trail. Not much for surfing though," Trevor grinned.
"Wouldn't mind checking it out all the same," I tried, peering up at Mandy. She was looking from one of us to the other, her cheeks still slightly red.
"Does clothing optional mean it's okay to wear clothes if you want to?" she asked hesitantly.
"It's okay if you're chicken," Trevor teased.
"I'm a chicken," Mandy replied quickly.
"What, even too chicken to go topless? Looks like you've got nice little boobs."
"Trevor!" Mandy complained, slapping his shoulder playfully.
Trevor caught her wrist and pulled her forward, catching her around the waist, and he held her, squealing while he tickled her. She clung to his arm, trying to push it away, but the hand around her waist lifted and closed over her breast while he continued tickling, and while Mandy continued laughing hysterically and trying to wriggle away from him.
Finally he relented and left her panting and red faced on his lap. She held his arm away with one hand and tried to pull her nightie down with the other. Trevor’s right hand was still on her boob, with her firm little satin-covered nipple poking between his middle and index fingers, and he was softly rolling it.
She reached up to fix her ponytail and he felt her more firmly for a moment, but she then touched his arm and guided it down lower.
"How about I cook us some breakfast?" Trevor offered.
"No, it's all right, I'll do that," Mandy replied sweetly.
"You used to like my omelettes though."
"Oh your omelette! I forgot about that."
Mandy had gotten up and Trevor stood too. He quickly turned and tried to hide it but I saw that he was fully erect. Mandy's eyes had flashed down too and she blushed but didn't comment. She then looked to me. It was the first eye contact we'd made since Trevor had pulled her onto his lap. Her eyes questioned me and I gave her a warm little smile. "You do look good in that in the day time."
"In this?" she echoed shyly, fiddling with her hem and leaning back against me as I stood and moved behind her. "But I haven't even got a bikini to wear today. I've got a one-piece but I left my bikini at mum’s place when we were there last weekend."
"So, let's stop on the way and buy a new one."
"I'll need to shop for swimmers too," Trevor called out.
"What? You? You’re chicken too, are you, Trevor?"
"Just don't want to frighten anyone," Trevor grinned.
"Oh – so you'll be needing a mask too!"
"Cheeky! How about coming over here and grating some cheese? You used to always grate the cheese."
Mandy stepped over to the counter to take the block of cheddar from the older man. He started on the other ingredients, working beside her and watching over her shoulder at the way her breasts moved beneath the shiny fabric. Her nightie was held by tiny strings, one of which had slipped to reveal the white roundness of her breast from the side.
"You know, when we had that guy living out the back, your mother used to get around the house without a bra too. She wasn't just friendly with me, there was always guys hanging around, and she used to let them all tickle her and carry on. Being the only girl, I guess she kind of liked all the attention."
"It seems strange to think of mum like that."
"Well you kids were young and she was just little Lisa back then."
"Hmm, I guess. But nothing else happened did it? I mean, you didn't actually – ?"
"No we didn't swing," Trevor declared. "Not fully, but she gave a couple of the guys a blowjob once. Or maybe a few times – I’m not too sure. She always liked giving BJ’s."
"Oh my gosh! I knew mum used to go to nudist camps but – oh my!"
"Yeah, and stuff went on there too!" Trevor chuckled.
"I don't want to know," Mandy laughed. "Too much information already!"
"Fair enough, but this is nice all the same," Trevor went on, and he cupped her left tit.
She glanced down at his hand and lifted her arm a little.
Her face had reddened and she lifted her arm further and wiped her brow with the back of her hand. He then started massaging more firmly but she touched his wrist. "What about our omelette?" she said softly as she squirmed away from him.
Trevor went back to cooking and Mandy set the table while I watched her quietly. She was going back and forth, and each time she passed Trevor he'd try something. He'd try to grab her or flick her nightie up for a flash of her panties. He just kept at her, teasing and playing all through breakfast until when he was in the shower afterwards I followed her into the bedroom and took her.
I pushed her over the bed and fucked her hard from behind. I'd already flooded her with a massive load and I was collapsed over her back when I felt her fingernails grazing my cock, and suddenly she started to convulse beneath me.
Nothing was said. I waited until she had settled. Then I pulled out, and she collected her things for her shower and left me lying there.
****
It was only a short drive through the shopping area where we stopped for swimmers and drinks, then up onto the headland where there was parking for the climb down to the beach. Mandy had put on a short, floral skirt and a white tank top. The top was thin and hugged the fall of her breasts. Her nipples were poking at it and almost visible.
Trevor led and helped Mandy down over the rocks, taking his opportunities to feel her up each time she leaned into his hands. At one point we came to a ladder bolted to the face of a sheer rock wall. There were three guys waiting to climb up but they waved us down.
"Those little panties I saw you've got on are going to cover you all right aren't they, love?" Trevor asked.
"Yes but they're not swimmers or anything," Mandy replied hesitantly.
"Okay – it's just that these guys are waiting to check you out," Trevor went on, smiling, and he lifted the front of Mandy's skirt to have a look.
She waited while he inspected what she was wearing. They were pretty little panties, yellow and quite sheer. "They'll be fine, love," Trevor went on easily. "Plenty of girls have climbed up or down here with nothing on under their skirts, so you'll be okay."
Another guy with a girl had approached the base of the ladder before Mandy finally stepped out onto it. A few of the guys leaned in while the others just watched casually. I could see Mandy’s face was bright red by the time one of the guys helped her down onto the ground.
Trevor and I quickly followed but I hung back afterward because the guys had offered the young couple to climb up next. The girl would have been about twenty, I guess. She was heavily suntanned and wearing a simple yellow beach dress.
I leaned in with a few of the guys to find she was naked beneath, and a tiny patch of golden hair didn't conceal her little pink slit. Her partner had climbed up first and stood looking down at us and when she stepped off beside him she turned and gave us a smile.
"Have fun?" Trevor grinned as I caught up with him and Mandy.
"Sure! And so did she."
"I guess, but I don't like it when they're toasted like that. I mean, dark skin is beautiful if it's a lady's natural colour but other than that, milky white."
"But her pussy was nice and pink!" I chuckled, and Mandy punched my arm. "Well, not that nice. Too much hair for mine!"
"You like them shaved eh?" Trevor enquired suggestively.
"Sure! Nothing worse than having something tickle your nose when you're trying to concentrate."
Trevor laughed at that and Mandy punched me again but she was laughing too.
"So how did you go on the ladder, sweetheart? It wasn't that bad was it?" I asked.
"No, it wasn't so bad. I kind of liked it actually."
"You did?" Trevor grinned. "Even knowing they were deliberately looking up your skirt like that?"
"Uh huh. That's why it was sort of exciting."
"I see. And does that mean you might want to go a bit further?" Trevor went on a little huskily.
Mandy didn't answer right away. Her cheeks reddened and after a moment she just mumbled, "Maybe."
****
The beach was small and crowded. Mostly there were men but there were a few women scattered amongst them. And I guess half would have been completely naked with the others not wearing much either. We were obviously novices, as everyone else was deeply tanned.
We skirted around the cliff face and found a shaded spot where a small stream flowed from a break in the wall. There was another walking track winding along the stream, back in through the break and on into the trees. We settled in there, away from the sunbathers and with only a few couples in sight.
I immediately stripped off and Trevor did too, only he started rummaging in our bag for the swimmers he'd bought. I watched Mandy watching his cock flopping about.
Trevor looked to her. "Having fun there?" he grinned, and she blushed. "It's all right, I'm only wearing these to go for a swim and when I get back I'll take them off again."
The stream was the best place for swimming, and Trevor and I floated around for a while watching the occasional woman walk past topless and the one or two who were completely naked. It seemed the beach was only the beginning of the clothing optional area with the walking track also available to hikers wanting a bit of freedom. Mandy though had remained fully clothed, and after we'd been back with her for a while Trevor rolled over and lifted the front of her skirt sort of casually.
"So are you going to take these off for me?"
"For you?" she scoffed, but she allowed him to leave her skirt folded up over her panties.
"Yeah. Don't you want to show your favourite ex-stepdad your little pussy?" he went on, making Mandy smile through her blush. "And what about these?" he added with a grin as he reached over and felt one of her tits.
Mandy was leaning back upon her hands, and she remained that way while he massaged that one and then the other. He had her nipples tight and poking at her little top but then he carefully lifted it and slipped his hand beneath. She still didn't move or say anything, and he started fondling a nipple, pinching it softly and rolling it while his cock expanded and stiffened.
"Just lie back for me, love."
She lay back on her towel and he stretched her top up over her tits, then he shuffled around and reached up under her skirt to her hips. "I want to have a look at your pussy now, okay?" he went on.
Mandy nodded and she lifted her hips while he peeled her panties down. Her opening was puffy and a little pink. I could see where moisture glistened between her lips, and when Trevor dropped her panties aside and parted her knees, a trail of her fluid seeped from her slit, down into her anus.
He held her open and touched the fluid with his middle finger, rubbing it gently into her folds, and then he inserted his fingertip and felt around before pushing his finger up into her.
Mandy's body lifted. Her eyes were closed and she gripped the towel in her fingers and writhed up against Trevor's hand. He then started finger fucking her. I checked around but we were secluded from the walking trail and the two couples I could see were facing away.
Trevor was working her with both hands. He continued fingering her with one and with the other he worked her clit with his thumb.
"Fuck she's tight!" he grinned back at me, and suddenly Mandy convulsed and clamped her legs together. She was bighting her lip and her tits were shuddering as her entire body seemed to be gripped by her orgasm. Her face was bright red and her eyes were wide and fixed. Trevor held her until she settled, then he moved her leg aside once more and carefully extracted his finger, drawing more of her fluids and smearing them around her pussy lips.
When he sat back he left her slit red and open until she got back up onto her elbows and closed her legs.
Still blushing but smiling, she punched the older man’s arm. "You weren't supposed to do that to me," she complained playfully.
"You seemed to enjoy it," Trevor laughed.
"That's not the point. You said you wanted to look – not to molest me!"
"But you were all wet," Trevor defended, and he cringed as Mandy punched him again.
"I can't help that. It just always happens that way."
"Really? That's interesting, because it's the same with the men in my family," Trevor went on seriously. "I mean, most guys only produce a few spoons full and with us it's like half a cup! Dad and my brothers are apparently the same. Can make a bit of a mess."
"You mean there's that much when you ejaculate?" Mandy asked, but it wasn't really a question so much as a mixture of embarrassment and interest.
"Yeah, love. I'll save you a sample if you like. It's been a week and I've got a feeling I'll be choking the chicken for sure tonight."
"Um…. No thanks."
"Better than a cup of warm milk," Trevor tried but only succeeded in getting punched again.
"There's a couple of guys coming," I said to Mandy.
"Where?" she asked, slightly startled.
"They're coming up from the trail. Do you want to lie back a bit and let them have a look up your skirt?"
Her top had slipped back into place but when she lay back with her knees bent up, her pussy was open behind her legs and in plain view for anyone walking by. The two guys were maybe early twenties. They were clothed and were obviously walking around checking out women. They strolled around the bushes into sight and immediately made camp on a rock directly opposite where Mandy was lying.
"Are they looking?" she asked nervously.
"Yeah, love, but they're only boys. Just lie there like that for them," Trevor grinned.
"Do you think they can see?" she went on a little urgently.
"Don't worry, sweetheart, they've got a good view," I said to her.
"Oh my gosh!" she cried under her breath.
"What? Never shown your pussy to a complete stranger before?" Trevor grinned.
"No," Mandy answered quite seriously.
"Well why don't you take everything off so they can see you properly?" Trevor continued, also becoming more intent.
"I don't know. Should I stand up and do it or just do it lying down like this?"
"No, how about standing up to take your top off so they get a good look at your tits and then when you pull your skirt down sort of bend over for them," Trevor instructed, and Mandy only glanced over at the two guys as she got up. Then she turned away from them and looked from Trevor to me, smiling nervously and blushing. Then she turned back around and lifted her top over her head.
The clasp for her skirt was in back, and she fumbled with it. Her tits wobbled about and the two guys watched intently. She finally managed to get it undone, then turned again to face us. Her face was bright red as she lowered her skirt and bent to step out of it.
"That's it, love. Now go down on your hands and knees so we can have a look at your slit like that," Trevor went on, and Mandy obeyed him. She knelt and started straightening her towel while peering back at us.
"Yeah that looks good, love. Looks like you need tending to again though," Trevor grinned.
"But not while they're watching," Mandy uttered.
She turned and rested back on her hands, looking down at herself then back up again. She didn't really have tan lines. Her tits were milky white but only a shade lighter than her skin tone. Her nipples were tight and seemed darker in the broad daylight. She wasn't big, just a B cup, but her tits fell to a smooth round underside and swayed gently when she moved. Her nipples were fairly small and pointed slightly upward.
We sat chatting for a while with Mandy remaining propped on her hands, and with her legs straight and revealing only the smooth little slit between them. The two
young guys eventually wandered away and Trevor moved closer beside her. He'd softened but as he felt her tit his cock extended again.
"These are perfect, love."
"They're not too small?" Mandy uttered softly.
"Not for you, love. You're only slight."
Trevor massaged each breast for a moment then his hand travelled down over her belly and slipped between her legs. Her body lifted and braced as he felt up into her.
"Still all wet too," he grinned, and Mandy nodded.
She looked to me and I gave her a little smile. "I'm just going for another swim, okay?"
****
I got back half an hour later to find Trevor holding Mandy’s head down and peering over the sand dune watching out for anyone. He was holding her and gently thrusting in her mouth while she sucked on his cock with her eyes shut tight.
She didn’t notice me approach, and I just stood watching until Trevor bucked and held firm, quivering and gasping as he ejaculated.
Mandy swallowed – or rather she gulped his cum down, gagging a bit and then peering up at his contorted face. And she saw me standing there, and her eyes held mine, although hers were watering.
She swallowed again, holding the older man’s dick to one side and closing her mouth, and grimacing at the taste of him.
“Yuk – that was so strong,” she said, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand with her eyes having really watered up. “And there was so much of it – eww!” she went on, smiling through her blush and then pushing at Trevor as he wiped his dick on her towel.
“Told you,” Trevor chuckled.
Mandy was still grimacing and swallowing at the taste in her mouth, and she sought the water bottle in our bag and drank from it.
I sat and said nothing. I was half erect and firmed up fully as Mandy rested back and kept glancing over at me. She was obviously wondering what I was thinking, but I just motioned to my erection and smiled, and that made her blush and smile too.
****
And we ended up staying for another hour and letting another young guy and then two old men view her. She lay there with her knees bent up and her legs open enough for them to see her pussy. And on the way back to the car she agreed to go without panties so some other men could have a look too.
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