Exhibitionist encounter in the beach hut at night.

Based on a post by jonnicat, in 4 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

 

After

her exhibitionism at the pool and the intimate pleasures in her hotel

room, then the evening in the bar exposing herself and seducing someone

to give her the first fuck of the vacation, Astrid was ready for more

that night. She was eager and excited about the midnight rendezvous on

the beach with the older man she had flashed herself to in the pool.

Her

parents had said goodnight and gone to their room. Astrid was alone in

her room, instant-messaging her best friend Amanda, spilling all about

how she had flashed her panties from across the hotel cocktail bar to

seduce the horny guy opposite, then had furtive sex with him in a dark

corner by the pool. Amanda was pleased that her friend had scored on the

first evening but demanded photographic evidence of the next coupling -

Astrid had told her about the invitation to meet at the beach hut at

midnight.

'I'm gonna turn him on and use him all night!'

'Yay. I wanna see u nude on the beach, bae.'

'ok I'll get him to take pics of me.'

'And show me a pic of his cock lol!'

Astrid

willingly accepted the challenge, and dared Amanda - who had said she

was playing tennis the next day - to send her pics of her in her tennis

whites but without panties, like that old poster. She knew that Amanda

loved to flash her white panties to the tennis coach. They loved daring

each other to go further and further with their exhibitionism and

generally dirty behavior. Tonight Astrid wanted to excel herself.

She

had taken a hot shower, soaping herself thoroughly, paying particular

attention to her smooth breasts and soft cunny, and was now standing

naked in her hotel room trying to decide what to wear. The Mediterranean

night was hot so she wouldn't need much. The most difficult question

was: panties or not? On the one hand she couldn't resist showing off her

hot young body; on the other hand she wanted to give the guy a tease

and let him strip her. She chose a very skimpy white beach dress, almost

translucent, which was really only meant for pulling on over a bikini.

She slipped it on and stood in front of the mirror, admiring her nudity

showing through: it gave a clear view of her pert breasts, flat stomach

and the outline of her cunny lips. Grabbing her phone, Astrid took a few

selfies and sent a couple to Amanda.

'wow, he's gonna cum just looking at u!'

'lol hope he lasts longer than that.'

'u just have to make him cum more than once then.'

She

decided not to wear a bra: her young breasts were pert and well-shaped

and didn't need support. And of course she wanted the man to see them,

already imagining turning him on. She chose a tiny white lacy thong but

before putting it on she squeezed a handful of lubricant from the tube

and moistened both her holes, just to make it easy for her to be taken

any way he chose. Even the act of doing this turned her on and her cunny

was already lubricating itself too. She slipped on some sandals,

checked herself out in the mirror again, slipped her phone and some

condoms into a clutch bag and left the room.

She

walked slowly and quietly down the dark hotel corridor past her

parents' room and opened the fire escape door at the end, which she had

noticed was a short-cut to the path that led down to the nearby beach.

She quickly reached the hotel gardens, looking around in case anyone was

there, but if they were they were well hidden. She felt sure there must

be other night-time lovers around on this hot summer night. Soon she

was on the boardwalk path that led down to the hotel's private beach.

The sand ahead was softly lit by moonlight and she saw the waves gently

breaking on the still-warm sand. A warm breeze wrapped around her slim

body and she felt a shudder of delight, anticipating the erotic

encounter.

The

man had mentioned the beach hut, which she soon spotted away to the

right. To the left she had seen shadows on the ground, silhouettes of

another couple lying in the near darkness, but saw no one to the right.

The hut was small, appeared to be empty, standing isolated in the quiet

midnight beach scene. She knew it must be around midnight by now and

hoped he hadn't changed his mind. She sat down in front of the hut,

leaning back against it to watch the waves. She spread her legs,

enjoying the sensation of the warm night breeze around her thighs and

hungry core. She hoped he wouldn't be long.

Moments

later she saw a tall figure approaching from the direction of the hotel

path. A man. Must be him! She stood up as he approached. He smiled. She

saw his dark eyes, already full of lust, and admired his tall muscular

body, dressed only in a tight white t-shirt and marine blue beach pants

which went just below the knee.

'Hi,' he said, moving closer.

'You came,' she replied.

'Not yet. But I figure you can make that happen!' he smiled.

She

grinned, blushing a little. She guessed he must be around her father's

age - about 50 - but he was fit and handsome. She assumed he must be

well experienced too.

'I'm Mike,' he said.

'Astrid.'

He

gave her a gently kiss on both cheeks and took one of her hands,

leading her to the beach hut door. She grinned and blushed. She felt

even wetter below now.

'Let's

go in, if you don't mind.' Astrid nodded and watched as he took a key

from his pocket, explaining that he was a regular at the hotel and knew

all the maids, one of whom had given him a copy of the key. She wondered

how many other women guests and hotel maids he had brought here, but

that thought fled from her mind as the door opened and he beckoned her

to enter.