Public Beach Pussy Eating

My boyfriend moved out a week ago, and it was time to get my life back with some public beach pussy eating.

I felt adventurous and decided to check out the scenery first-hand while sporting my sexy new ‘break up’ bathing suit. After being stuck in a dead-end relationship for so long, I wanted to show off. I grabbed my favorite pair of sunglasses and headed down to the beach. If I was lucky, I may even find a guy willing to fulfill my need for public beach pussy eating!

The sand was warm under my feet, but the cool ocean breeze felt nice against my skin. It made my nipples hard, and it made me feel sexy. Since it was a Monday, there weren’t many other people there. Just as I was getting into the rhythm of my peaceful walk, my solitude was shattered by the sound of a catcall.

“Hey, baby! How about you come back and bring a little of that over here?” I was annoyed, but the thought occurred to me that I could use this as an opportunity for public beach pussy eating.

“Does this actually work for you?” I asked, approaching him confidently.

He was cute, dressed in dockers and shorts with his shirt sitting beside him. He looked surprised at the confrontation. “Uh, not usually, no.”

“What was your plan exactly if it did?” I continued, “Was I going to drop to my knees and gag on your cock?” Little did he know that I had public beach pussy eating on my mind.

“Look, I– ” he stammered, backpedaling.

“I have a better idea,” I smirked, “How about you start by licking my pussy?” I said, staring at his cock. Let’s see how he likes it.

He obviously didn’t know what to make of such an outrageous suggestion at first, but I was not about to back down. Not this time. I’d had enough of guys that thought they were all that. Eventually, he asked, “Really?” Oh, yes. My public beach pussy eating fantasy was about to become a reality.

“Put your mouth to better use than harassing strangers,” I ordered as I adjusted my bikini bottoms, excited to begin this public beach pussy eating.

“Well… Ok, but umm…” he mumbled, licking his lips. “Over there, by the rocks?”

“No. Right here!” I said and put one foot up on the rock next to him, spreading my legs a little. “You’re the big man. Put your money where your mouth is.”

Unable to contain himself further, he quickly reached out to grab hold of the string of my tiny bikini. He untied one side and then looked at my perfectly shaved pussy. He took hold of my hips and pushed his face into me. His tongue split my labia and tickled my clit before plunging into my hole. It felt so good! I spread my legs wider. Grabbing onto his head, I let myself sink into the pleasure of having his tongue in my pussy.

I knew that this public beach pussy eating was risky, but I couldn’t resist.

My legs shook, and he grabbed me to hold me up. “Ohhhh, fuck, that’s it. That’s it,” I moaned as I gave up being subtle and humped his face. I was bucking against him, trying to get more of that amazing sensation. My orgasm crashed down on me like an immense wave battering the shore, glazing his face with my juices. After I caught my breath, I picked up his phone and typed in my number.

When I’m not partaking in public beach pussy eating, I also like eating pussy with strawberries and whipped cream. Read all about it in my last blog.

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