Newworld4455's blog post - Pohutakawa Bay - Part 1

Chloe struggled to keep her attention on the road. Speed was running away with her as she drove along the motorway far too distracted by all the possible scenarios ahead of her playing out in her mind. Today she was heading for a rendezvous with a colleague from work.

“Concentrate on the road, or you won’t make it there in one piece” she commanded of herself.

She had fantasized about being with John for years and they had met outside of work for casual walks many times before. But this was the first meeting since a frank exchange in the office about their mutual attraction for one another.

She hoped today’s walk would be different to all the others.

In case her dreams turned into reality she had taken the time to ensure her pubic hair was trimmed and her legs were silky smooth. This morning she had chosen to wear pair of pretty black lace knickers and had spritzed herself with her favourite French perfume.

After what seemed like a lifetime, she pulled into the unfamiliar car park. It was very early on a November Sunday but there was already an intense heat pricking the morning air.

He had not arrived yet. She checked herself in the mirror; adjusted her breasts within the confines of her sports bra to make sure there was ample cleavage for him to see when they met. She had noticed John peering at her breasts many times before and wanted them to be ready for him to admire.

Nerves got the better of her so she got out of the car and strolled further along the lush, grassy reserve running parallel to the beach. When she turned back towards the car she spotted him in the distance.

He looked amazing , so oblivous of his own raw sex appeal. She approached him with slight awkwardness and a genuine smile and kissed him softly on the cheek. He smelled delicious enough to eat. She doubted he knew how much she wanted him. Her labia immediately swelled under the rush of blood and her nipples tingled in accute readiness for his eager tongue and soft lips. She hoped no one would notice the growing moist patch in the crotch of her skin-tight shorts.

They started on their way along the stretch of white sand before them. Their easy conversation began, and they walked closely, contentedly brushing against one another more than was necessary. The sexual tension was palpable.

Upon reaching the estuary Chloe suggested she remove her socks and shoes, but John insisted he carry her across the water on his back. He lifted her up with ease. He was so strong. As her legs wrapped around him, she felt her moist, open pussy press against the small of his back. She placed her hands around his chest, subtly feeling for his nipples through his green sports top. She breathed in his scent. This was so much more than she could have hoped for...

After he put her down on firm ground he confessed to having had an erection during the river crossing. His boldness both surprised and pleased her. They held hands for the remainder of the walk through the bush with out discussing why they were doing so. His touch was light and sent electrical pulses through her entire body. They traversed the coastal path which led them up and down rolling hills over looking the shimmering Hauraki Gulf. Multitudes of fisherman had been out since dawn and were now making their way back into the harbour with their catch.

Some thirty minutes passed until she was brave enough to tell him about the next bay being an unofficial nudist beach. He asked “ What am I supposed to do with that information?” He was an intellectual so Chloe was confident he would elicit the subtleties woven amongst the lines of her statement.

They arrived at the bay, relieved to be under the cool, dappled shade of the Pohutakawa trees lining the coastline. By now it was exceptionally humid and the cicadas were singing loudly in the still air. Sweat was trickling down between Chloe’s breasts pooling in the fabric at the base of her bra. They both agreed it was time for a swim to cool off.

John changed into his swimming trunks without her even noticing but Chloe took her time. He promised to try not to look to which she responded “ I don’t mind if you look, but I will need some help to remove this sports bra, as it is so tight.” Chloe removed her black lace knickers slowly, replacing them with her folded-down swim suit. She hoped he did not notice her body quivering in anticpation as he watched her from the low hanging branch upon which he was resting. She then asked for John’s help to remove her bra. Self conscious and feeling her face blush, she turned away from him and held up her arms. John tugged the bra upwards until they could both hear the stitching rip slightly. They giggled nervously. With her hands still above her head he quickly turned her around to face him.

He pulled her body and breasts into his hot chest, pushed his mouth onto hers and probed deeply for her tongue. He squeezed her diaphragm firmly with his arms wrapped around her petite body and inhalled her breath. His firm embrace was the only thing preventing her from collapsing to the floor. Breathless, she was no longer aware of her surroundings, she had completely and utterly surrendered to his sexual potency.

Exhilarated, John ran into the chilly water tightly grasping Chloe’s hand. She admired his mature, tanned, and toned body. Up until now she had only seen glimpses of it in the office. His strong forearms when he rolled back the sleeves of his work shirt, his chest peeping out from the open collar, and the closley cropped hairs rising up the nape of his tanned neck. In full view he was breathtakingly beautiful.

The water was painfully bitter so they embraced one another tightly. Within moments Chloe began to shiver uncontrollably. John clutched her to himself, and she took a moment to memorise the heady aroma of his scent married with sea salt and suncream. They continued to kiss without inhibition, playfully searching for one another’s tongues whilst the water lapped around them until they could bear the cold no longer.

They returned to the beach to warm up. Chloe was still trembling. This time from sexual desire rather than temperature. They moved to a secluded end of the beach, well away from the over-bronzed, naked men worshiping the sun.

They laid their towels upon the scorching sand just infront of a fresh waterfall gently weeping from the rocks. The sun felt like a welcoming warm blanket on their chilled bodies. Chloe was on her back basking in the gentle glow of euphoria, her eyes gently closed and a contented smile upon her face. John knealt infront of her then leaned down to kiss her pink lips tenderly causing her to open her curious blue eyes. Not breaking his gaze with hers, he slid his slender forefingers beneath the straps of her swimsuit and began to ease them down and away from her shoulders. She arched her back to help him as he exposed her pale breasts and erect nipples. He continued to slowly unwrap her body until she was completely exposed. He spent some time taking in the vision before him prior to taking one nipple into his warm mouth before moving across to tease other. He pulled gently at first, flicking his tongue from side to side and then bit down harder until he could hear Chloe omit gentle groans of pleasure.

John stood up and swiftly removed his trunks. He asked Chloe if she approved of what she saw. He need not have asked, surely it was obvious? He was a magnificent vision before her. His erect cock was perfect and surrounded by thick black hair to match that on the remainder of his athletic body. Chloe pulled him onto her and opened her legs widely to bring him closer. She was so wet and swollen, wanting him. She could hear her pulse beating loudly in her ears and feel her heart pounding its way out of her chest.