Amber strolled down the beach, marveling at the sheer beauty of the strip of sand know around the world as St. Tropez. Made famous in the sixties by Brigitte Bardot, it now was the playground for the idle rich of Europe. This was Amber’s second visit to the continent, but her first to the South of France, and it was all that it was cracked up to be and more! It was seven in the morning and she had the entire beach to herself, that is, except for the huge yachts that were moored not more than one hundred yards off shore. Picking up a shell as she went along, Amber could all ready
feel the heat from the sun warming her bare back, even at this early hour! When she was far enough away from the main swimming area, she slipped behind some rocks and removes her shorts and halter top, and then lay down on her blanket for some serious sunning! Back in Ohio they didn’t have any nude beaches, and even if they had, she wouldn’t have had the guts to go naked in front of people she may have known, and even in France, five thousand miles from home; she found a secluded spot where no one would bother her. The heat felt good on her body and the whole situation of being naked and on vacation made her pussy damp with excitement. She was half asleep and didn’t hear the footsteps of an approaching male who also was doing a little shelling, and she was startled awake when he said in a heavy French accent, “Good morning mademoiselle, it is a beautiful day, no!?!”
Amber was total flabbergasted by the appearance of the middle aged man and desperately wished he would move on down the beach and leave her alone, but instead he just stood there looking at her naked body while making small talk. As she got a chance to look him over, he wasn’t half bad looking for a man of about forty five, and she for a moment she forgot that she was lying naked in front of a total stranger with her legs partly open and her already damp vagina bulging full for him to see. He didn’t seem to notice, however, and just prattled on about how much he enjoyed meeting people from all over the world, and how much he liked Americans. He introduced himself as Claude, and abruptly plopped down on the sand next to her. Feeling a bit more at ease, she slid over a little and offered him space on her blanket. He quickly accepted her offer, but before he got on, he stood up and casually removed his loose fitting shorts, exposing his penis to her now interested eyes. He wasn’t the least bit embarrassed that he was semi erect, and lay down on the blanket next to ever increasingly aroused Amber! Her vagina was now drooling along the length of her crack, the little drops glistening in the warm sunshine, while her breasts, large and full, soaked up the heat and shone with the sweat that ran down the valley between her bosoms. She was finding it increasingly difficult to deep her mind on their conversation, as the feeling in her pussy grew more and more intense! She glanced down at his crotch, and groaned out loud when she saw that his once semi erect penis had grown to its full length of eight inches or so! He the offered, “I cannot help but notice that mademoiselle seems to be in need of, how do you say it, gratification!?!”
She nodded her head dazedly, hardly able to put two coherent words together, while slightly spread her legs farther apart, giving Claude an unencumbered view of her swollen lips! Almost casually he leaned over and took her already erect nipple into his mouth and sucked it gently, causing her vagina to gush uncontrollably under the heat of the morning sun! Her breathing had become shallow and labored, as the Frenchman used his talented tongue on her chest, nibbling and sucked at her hard nubs. “Does mademoiselle know that French men are the best in the world at orally satisfy and woman,” he whispered in her ear? “No,” she hissed, through clenched teeth, “I didn’t know that!” “Would you care for me to demonstrate this phenomenon for you,” he asked innocently? “Oh, yes,” she begged, “please show me, show me right now!” He laughed softly and slid between her warm sun tanned legs, kissing the inside of her thighs with soft wet kisses, working his way up to her moist pussy. “Oooo, la-la,” he intoned gaily, while taking in a deep breath her sexual aroma, “you are in heat, no!?!” “Please stop playing with me,” she begged, “do me now, please!” The next thing she felt was a long tongue slithering along the length of her crack, until it rested on her bulging little “man in the boat”! Within five seconds Amber’s pussy was rocked by a thundering climax, the likes of which she had never felt before as her vagina flooded the Frenchman’s mouth with a torrent of hot pussy juice that quickly covered the whole lower half of his face!
As her orgasm subsided, she had the unbelievable need to be filled with a large penis, and Claude seemed to read her mind like and open book, because a second or two later, he was shoving his thickness deep inside her waiting pussy! Amber was now like a bitch in heat, and the only thing that mattered was having another orgasm! She took her long legs and wrapped them around Claude’s back, trying in desperation to lock their loins tighter together. Her mind was reeling; here she was on a public beach allowing a total stranger to take her sexually like no other man ever had in her life! All at once he picked up the pace of his thrusting, now hammering away at her helpless pussy with machine like efficiency, driving her like a wild animal to the brink of her climax! It didn’t seem possible, but his penis seemed to get even harder as his own climax approached, and while looking directly into her eyes he said, “Mademoiselle, you are so beautiful; I had to pick you like a flower and hold you!” Just hearing his speak in such flowery language was all it took, and both of them held on for dear life as their orgasms ripped through their bodies, leaving them lying together in a post orgasmic glow!
Intertwined, basking in the sun, Claude kissed her neck and said, “I shall always remember you, Amber, as one of the best moments in my life!” She kissed him back and replied, “Me too, Claude, me too!”