My first time topless on a public beach

It was just another day at the beach. Well not really.
I had decided that today was the day I was going to go
topless. You see my lover had set me a challenge before
I left for my holiday to France. ‘I want a topless
photo of you on the beach.’ In all my 30 odd years I
had never gone topless. Not that I was shy of my
breasts. No reason to be. My breasts have always been
and still are full and rounded with perky nipples.

It was a hot day, with a cool sea breeze blowing. I
took care to do my hair in the morning. And the whole
morning on the beach I kept looking around at the men
coming and going. After all, it’s no use exposing my
breasts unless there was someone there to lust after
them.

I tried reading my book, but loosened the straps on my
bikini top so that the top was ready to be pulled off
as soon as I was daring enough. It felt great because
every time I moved I felt my top exposing more breast,
and the men around me were already glancing in my
direction. My husband didn’t notice anything…
typical.

It was nearing the afternoon and we were going to be
leaving the beach soon. I knew it was now or never. A
younger couple had just seated themselves right next to
us. I sat up, pulled at the strings of my bikini, and
yanked the top off. Wow. The wind hit my nipples and I
felt them tingling. It was amazing. I leaned back
against the wall, grabbing my suntan lotion I smeared
sun tan lotion on my breasts taking extra time on my
nipples.

I could sense the man on the other side watching. He
had been glancing over for a while, but this time I
could feel him staring. I casually lifted my arm,
shielding my eyes from the sun, but in so doing, it
raised my nipples higher. Bringing them eye level. I
heard a vendor up above to the left of me. He was
calling out, but I saw him glance my way and then
blatantly stare and smile.

I pretended not to notice whilst dusting sand off my
nipples. I was loving this. I even got my husband to
take a few photos of me. He was shy. I wanted to pose.
Wanted to rub my nipples and make them hard. I wanted
to lean back and push my breasts out. Why not. I felt
sexy.

Time came to leave the beach. I wanted to walk back
topless. Ended up just throwing a skimpy t shirt over
my hot, sandy body. It felt great walking with my heavy
breasts bouncing and my nipples straining against the
t-shirt. I so wished my lover could have been there
with me. We would have gone so much further. I just
know one of the men on the beach would have come
over… who knows what would have happened then!!

I took off my bikini when I got back to the hotel only
to find my pussy was soaking wet. It was a real turn-
on.

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