Reality often is not the way you imagined it to be.
Lo and I had planned a winter getaway vacation for months. When the snow, wind, and cold was going to be bearing down on our little hamlet, we would be miles away shoveling sand on the beach into sand castles rather than snow from the driveway.
Part of this planning included a jaunt to a well-known nude beach close to our vacation bungalow. It also included many nights of whispered fantasies that concluded with climatic, powerful orgasms (both of the imaginary, young, well-hung men watching Lo and of Lo in the bed, her eyes closed, calling out swears to the Lord).
When the blessed day finally came and the sun was gloriously rising in the blue and pink sky, we set our course for the illusive oasis.
We got there at prime tanning time and Lo was eager to get her toes in the sand.
However, as we walked along the strand something strange occurred to us. Rather than the hunky hung men and the lovely, voluptuous ladies of our conjoined conjurings, what we found was mostly old people proudly baring all of their wrinkled, sagging, shrunken, small, grey body parts to the world. Maybe it was because it was a Wednesday and, other than vacationers like ourselves, the young folk were all at their day jobs.
Now, I’m no spring chicken myself, but I saw Lo’s eyes desperately scanning the vicinity for the tanned, trim, toned meat that she craved and growing more and more despondent as we progressed.
At the same time, I noticed among our septuagenarian and octogenarian observers a hunger for fresh meat, as one would see in the eyes of vultures in the desert at the sight of stray carrion.
“Lo,” I said.
“I know,” she said, totally aware of what I was thinking.
“How you feeling about this?” I asked.
“Whatever,” she said, disappointed.
Lo found a sunny spot close to the water, but still in sight of about three or four old men and their heavy-set wives.
Without a smidge of self-consciousness, Lo removed her sundress, then her bikini top, and finally she wriggled out of her bikini bottoms, giving the lurking voyeurs the glorious visage that they were waiting for.
Soon, about three or four other old men found their way to our vicinity, like sharks detecting the faintest drop of blood in the water from miles away. Lo lay on her tum and had me rub in the sunblock as I whispered to her my report of the surroundings. She seemed to soak it up just as she did the rays of sun.
When I had caressed her from toe to trapezius, she turned over and applied the sunblock to herself, slowly rubbing it into her feet, shins, thighs, tum, breasts, and a dab on her nose. She smiled as she did so.
As I scanned the surreptitious watchers in the cheap seats, I noticed that some of them had gotten their ancient organs up and hard. Lo noticed as well. She turned to me and asked, “You think they want me, Daddy?”
“Of course they do,” I said flatly.
Her tongue ran over her sparkly white teeth.
“Really?” I asked. “You really are turned on?” I couldn’t disguise my disbelief.
“Well, you know that I like older men.”
“I know you like them older, but I didn’t know you liked them one heartbeat away from room temperature!”
“Oh, fiddle-dee-dee,” she said, squeezing her breasts with both hands and looking at the men as they watched her.
Two or three of them sat in the sand not far off from Lo and me.
“It’s hot,” I said, “care to go in?”
“Oh no, Daddio,” she replied, “I just got myself all covered.”
“Covered? Ha! You’re the furthest from covered.”
“You go,” she encouraged. “I’ll watch you.”
“You mean I should go and watch you.”
I went into the water. It was warm but still refreshing. I swam a bit. Then I floated for a while and watched as the men kept a close eye on Lo. Soon enough I was out of their sight and mind. I could see them move in to make small talk with Lo and Lo was all smiles and sweetness to them. I couldn’t hear what they were saying to each other, but they were keeping up a long conversation. At one point I think Lo pointed in my direction. The men looked, but only for a second. Then, one-by-one, they started playing with their junk. Three of them pulling and tugging on their little puds next to Lo. The other old men, the ones with their wives, watched the scene unfold just as I did, from afar. Lo watched from point-blank range. I couldn’t hear her, but I saw her lips moving. I’m certain she was encouraging them. “Come on. You can do it. Cum. Don’t you want to cum?” Her words apparently weren’t enough. She began to push up her tits, suck on her nips, and play with her pussy. The guys moved so they could have a better look.
Treading water, I began to wonder how long this was going to take. I didn’t want to get out and disturb everyone’s fun. Luckily for me, it was only about four or five more minutes before the first guy came, dripping his cum into the sand. Then the second guy. The third was not able to cum, but I saw Lo move her hand to rub his arms and his side with her hand. He reached down to caress the instep of her foot. She didn’t move away. He rubbed her foot more and then she lifted her foot to his cock and put his little nub between her toes and stroked him. Within mere moments he ejaculated, dripping his jizz over her toes.
The three men said some pleasantries to Lo. She buried her foot in the sand for a moment and then Lo got up and came into the water and swam to me.
“Did you enjoy that?” she asked.
“Funny,” I said, “I was going to ask you the same thing.”
“No, I didn’t enjoy it!” she protested.
“Then why’d you do it?”
“I call bullshit.”
“Well, for them too.”
“Oh, shut up and fuck me.”
“You heard me, ole man.”
I swam to her and entered her from behind, under water. She moaned. We swam as one. She came within seconds as the waves crested and fell, lifting us and gently descending.
When she was done, she disengaged and swam back to shore.
“Hey,” I called out to her, “What about me?!”
“Come on!” she called back.
I swam and then walked out of the water, my manhood hard as a rock pointing right at her.
“Mmmmm, Daddy!” she said as she licked her lips.
She got on her knees in the churning surf and she didn’t even have to take my cock in her mouth. Just seeing her in that position, thinking about what she just did, I came all over her face and tits.