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===This is a continuation of parts 3a, 3b & 3c with the same title. It's about how my 18-year-old girlfriend who was an anal newbie, turned into an anal slut and exhibitionist.
I picked up Lisa at 8:00 a.m. sharp on Saturday and she was sitting on the porch with a couple of canvas bags, wearing a sun hat, and a white blouse and light blue shorts. She smiled and grabbed her things and walked briskly towards the truck and tossed her bags in the bed and moved my surfboard on top of them to secure them. She opened the door and got in and leaned over and gave me a big sexy kiss with her right hand on the left side of my head to push me her way.
"Now that's the kind of hello I'll never get tired of. How are you, sweetie?" I asked.
"I'm fine though I could hardly sleep last night. Feel this," she said, and grabbed my hand and put it down the front of her shorts and bikini bottom while she pulled them both forward to make room. She guided my hand by the wrist and I felt her lips which were moist and slippery. I put my finger in her pussy and it was as wet as ever.
"Wow, you're so wet my frisky little kitten!" I said.
"After we're done at the beach I'll be so hot and I'm going to fuck you silly with both my holes," she said with a sly smile.
We listened to the radio and had it on KMET, our favorite rock station. They were playing some great songs. It was an hour's drive to San Onofre State Beach, and we made good time since it was fairly early on Saturday morning.
I paid the $5 campground fee at the gate and we entered the park. I knew where we were going to go because I surfed down there a lot. We drove down to the area that was marked #4 which was my usual spot.
During the last 15 minutes of the drive, I explained to Lisa what the plan was. I told her that we would do one of two things. Either we would go down a side path that branched off the main trail and I would keep watch for old men approaching the side path and blow my bird whistle so she could get into position. Or we would set up on the beach in a small cove on the sand and I'd lay on a towel south of her and near the shore to keep watch for old men approaching her area and blow the bird whistle.
You have to walk down a long dirt trail downhill about half a mile to get to the beach. About halfway down there was a side trail that veered off into a canyon-like area that was dirt, trees, and bushes. Parts of it could be seen from the main trail above. Usually, few people took the side trail except birdwatchers, butterfly catchers, and curious k**s.
I parked the truck and Lisa and I grabbed our bags, the cooler, and I took the surfboard and put it under my arm to carry. I asked Lisa if she had decided what position she would be in when she was going to show her butthole. Our thinking was one of three choices:
1. Squatting down pretending that she was trying to take a shit in the area just above the sand. It was raised and had small bushes and plant life but could easily be seen from the beach. Her butt would face towards the targeted area where people walked on the sand. I would monitor for old men walking alone and check both ways to make sure no other people were walking her way.
2. She would be on all fours like she was in a doggie style position and fuck herself with the silver dildo. When she heard the higher bird whistle, it meant the target old man was in the right place to get a view of her ass. Lisa would then pull out the vibrator, spread her butthole and flex her butthole pushing hard outwards and drawing it back in. Again, like she was trying to take a shit.
3. We'd find one of the many coves that formed a sort of private spot on the beach because they were protected by cliffs going out towards the shore on each side. I would set up the big wide longboard I brought on its side its rail buried a few inches in the sand. The board would block her view of anyone walking from the north of the beach going south.
Lisa would wear sunglasses and the big wide-brimmed beach hat that people use to protect their faces from the sun.]
She would lie on her back on the big beach towel and be ready to fuck her asshole with the big silver vibrator and fuck her pussy with the smaller pink one when she heard my bird whistle. When the target was right in front of her perpendicular to the shore, I'd blow a second higher-pitched whistle. She would act like she was cumming and push the big silver vibrator out of her butthole, then shoot the pink one out of her pussy, and spread and flex both holes with her head back seemingly oblivious to the world.
I brought a camera with me and would take pictures of the old men and capture their reactions for Lisa. The other option is she could sit upright after shooting the vibrators out of her holes and flexing a few times and act like she was looking for tissues to wipe her holes. This would require that she make contact with the men either visually or possibly by saying something verbally.
"I choose number three Daddy. I will be closer so they can get a better view, and it seems like it could really happen and I was just unaware anyone was coming. Plus, I want to see the looks on their faces and see what they say when I act terrified and apologize to them," she explained.
"Good choice, I was thinking that was the best way to do this here, and yes, on the ridge where the sand meets the canyon would be too far to have an impact," I agreed.
It was also the hottest choice in terms of what I'd like to see but I didn't say that.
We got to the bottom of the dirt trail and made a right and headed north. We saw some towels and coolers to our left 30 yards down the beach likely belonging to the three surfers who were in the water further south. Other than that, the only people we could see were a few hundred yards south of us.
I knew there were at least three little coves we could use if they were unoccupied. The chances of that were pretty slim at 9:40 a.m. on a Saturday morning. We walked about 100 yards and the first cove was open so we set up our "stage." I pushed the edge of the surfboard into the sand and pushed sand on both sides of it to make the base sturdier. Lisa put her beach towel down right next to it on the south side of it. She put her canvas bag that contained the vibrators, coconut oil, and box of tissues right next to the surfboard close to where her head would be when she was lying down.
Lisa unbuttoned her long white blouse and I could see she was wearing a purple bikini. Her boobs while not big, but filled it out nicely and I could see her nipples forming bumps under the fabric. She took off her casual walking shorts and her bikini bottom was a matching purple thong that looked like the total material to make it was less than a sheet of notebook paper. Her legs and especially her perfect ass looked spectacular and hot!
"Wow, nice bikini! You fill it out so well, holy shit Lisa! I never noticed you had such a sexy figure at those parties and even when we spent the night talking at Denny's. Sure I've seen you naked many times and you look amazing and get me hot, but this is different, do you know what I mean?" I said.
"I think so. I'm not really comfortable wearing this and it will take me time to get used to it IF I decide I want to wear skimpy bikinis like this. But I see a lot of women in Manhattan and Hermosa Beach walking and skating the strand and this is what they wear," she said.
"Turn around," I want to see the piece of string that covers your pussy and asshole," I asked her.
She turned around and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The thong was designed with the strip that was supposed to cover her pussy and asshole was no more than half an inch wide at the critical spots. "Whoa, that's very sexy, but it barely covers your honey holes. Bend over for me, Lisa," I asked.
She bent over and grabbed her ankles and I could actually see a tiny bit of her left labia peeking out and the lines of her anus showing about a quarter inch on each side. "Did you try this on at the store or at home and look in the mirror?" I asked her.
"No, but I imagine it barely covers my pussy and asshole, and all good, I'm trying to get over myself and stop being so shy," she said.
"I can see a little bit of the lines that stretch out from your anus and I saw a little bit of your left pussy lip peeking out," I said.
"It's okay, nobody is going to get that close except you and I won't be bending over like this for anyone," she said.
I was getting horny seeing how sexy she looked and getting to see even a little bit of her pussy and asshole because it left so much to the imagination and was so super hot for some reason. Even though I'd already seen her holes and ate them and tongue-fucked them, this was different somehow.
I got behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to my body. I kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, "How did I get so lucky to land a surfer magazine calendar model as my girlfriend?" I asked.
Lisa turned around and put her arms around my neck and looked me straight in the eye said, "You're so sweet to me. Everything I have and everything I am is for you and you only," she assured me.
I said, "Same for me Lisa, I'm all yours." I kissed her and she was kissing me back actively, deeply, and tenderly for a good minute. I was getting a hard-on and wanted to throw her down in the sand and fuck her doggie style right now. But I thought it would be better if we saved her sex drive and horniness for the plan, so I refrained.
"Are you all set?" I asked her.
"Yes, I'm ready," she said.
"Remember, when you hear this whistle," I blew the Loon whistle which had a lower sound than most birds and was distinct. "It means an old man is walking your way and is about 50 yards away from you."
"If I blow this whistle," I blew the song sparrow whistle which had a much higher pitch, "it means to abort and cover yourself because someone is coming."
"Okay, I got it,'' she said.
"I'll be 30 yards away to the south sitting closer to the shore so I can see people coming from a distance," I said.
"Good luck," I'll be watching you and I'll protect you if anything goes wrong." I gave her a hug and a kiss put on my baseball cap, grabbed my beach towel, binoculars, and my backpack, and walked to the spot I would keep a lookout for potential targets and dangers and signal accordingly.
I got set up and it was now 10:15 a.m. and people were starting to come down on the trail. Most of them were surfers, but there were a couple of families and couples who all went south of where we were, which was typical for most people. I saw a couple walking their dog along the shoreline coming our way from the south. When they came near me I looked at them and smiled and said good morning to which they replied the same.
Another couple came by, lovers holding hands and laughing. Two more dog walkers, alone middle-aged lady and a teenaged boy. Another young couple seemed to be bickering until they came within earshot of me. It was now 11:00 a.m. and no lone old men passed our way. I looked at Lisa and she was putting some suntan lotion on herself and saw me. I shrugged my shoulders and raised my hands palms up, and she shrugged her shoulders back and tilted her head to the side as if to say 'No big deal.'
Nobody walked our way for the next ten minutes or so, and using the binoculars, I spotted our first potential prospect about 200 yards to the north of us. An old man maybe in his 60's or early 70's wearing a floppy hat and glasses, beige Bermuda style shorts, and a yellow and blue Hawaiian shirt, was walking our way. I looked behind him and there was nobody coming this way from the north. I looked to the south and nobody was walking our way.
I looked over at Lisa but she was lying down reading a book. It took the old man a good six or seven minutes to hit the 50 yards away mark. I walked back towards the bluffs and the old man's view was blocked by the cliffs of the cove. I blew the loon whistle three times and walked back to my spot and sat down on my towel.
I wanted to see what Lisa was doing and if she was ready but I didn't want the old man to see me look directly at her. I pulled the front of my baseball cap down and put my hand up as if I needed to block more of the sun and Iooked south as if I were looking for someone. I did the same thing looking north and with my sunglasses on I knew the old man wouldn't be able to see my eyes when I looked to the right at Lisa.
She had definitely heard the loon whistle and she was on her back, with her legs high and back for maximum exposure, and was busy fucking her pussy with the pink vibrator in her left hand, and her the silver vibrator in her butthole with her right hand. She was using a medium stroke as far as timing but seemed to be pushing in with pretty good force.
The old man was just a few yards from getting past the cliffs that blocked his view of Lisa, and after that, it would only be another ten yards until he was in a direct line of sight to her. I got up and went back behind the cliff again and started counting, "1001, 1002, 1003, 1004, 1005," and I peeked around the cliffs to see where the old man was and he was maybe ten feet from the direct line of sight to Lisa. I waited three more seconds and blew the song sparrow whistle three times.
I casually walked back to my towel and lay down with my head turned to my right on the towel. The old man was at the spot where he should have had a direct line of sight to Lisa but he didn't look to his left--he was looking at the ocean. At that moment, I heard Lisa's, "Awwhh, Awwhh, Awwhh!! and the old man turned to the left stopped in his tracks and was looking right at her. I couldn't help myself and took a look too.
I saw Lisa spreading her butt cheeks and flexing both holes wide open maybe two or three inches with her head back. The silver vibrator was on her beach towel a foot away from her butt, and the pink vibrator was on the sand just past the towel's end.
The old man watched Lisa's gaping holes flexing open and closed for a good ten to 15 seconds, then I heard him ask, "Excuse me miss, are you okay?"
Lisa's head jerked up and she sat up vertical and let out a short scream. She lifted what she could of the towel and used it to cover her butthole and pussy and grabbed her top and put it to her boobs.
"I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okaaaayyy," she said in a hysterical voice and then I heard her crying loudly.
"My boyfriend cheated on me last night with my best friend and I caught them doing it in his bed!" she screamed, "but I'm okay! I'm just fine!!"
The old man said in a gentle voice, "Oh, I'm so sorry that happened and you miss and you must feel so betrayed, angry and heartbroken. I'm really sorry to have walked upon you and I promise you I didn't see much."
"I was trying to get back at him. I imagined that my boyfriend was watching me have sex with two big black guys who were using both my holes and I was in ecstasy. I didn't think anyone would walk over here. I'm sorry, sir," Lisa said.
The old man said, "That's quite alright. You must be going crazy with the mix of emotions you're feeling. I feel so badly for you. Is there anything I can do to make up for invading your privacy?"
"No, but you're very kind and I appreciate it. I'm going to go find him right now and give him a big dose of what I just played out in my imagination," she said loudly. She started packing up her things.
"Is that your surfboard?" the old man asked. "It looks awfully heavy. Would you like me to carry it up the trail for you?"
"No, but thank you. It's my girlfriend's brother's surfboard. He brought me out here because they were concerned that I would lash out and do something crazy to my boyfriend. So he took me out here to the beach to chill and so I wouldn't be alone. He's a big bird watcher and took off a little while ago to go look for birds."
I grabbed my towel and bag and approached them. Sorry, Lisa, I must have dozed off. I laid down near the shore to listen to the waves and conked out for a while. Hi sir, I'm James. Is everything okay Lisa?"
The old man shook my hand and said his name was Thomas.
"Everything's fine, and Thomas was an angel and watching over me while you were gone," Lisa said with a grateful face and small smile.
"Now that I know you're in good hands, I'll leave you two to enjoy your day. Have a great day and stay calm, Lisa. Nice to meet you, James," the old man said.
"Let's get out of here Lisa. We can walk back up to the car in the canyon. I'm super horny and we can make love in the canyon with very little risk of getting caught, I said.
"Okay, let's do it," she said.
We got to the entrance of the canyon and I grabbed Lisa's hand and told her to follow me. There were a lot of rocks and small bushes and I didn't want her to trip over them. We got to an area that had a good covering of big bushes and trees and I asked Lisa, "How about here?"
"This looks fine," she said, putting her bags down.
"I'm horny too Daddy," she said, as she bent over a boulder behind a big shrub and pulled her bikini bottom down. "Will you lick my holes Daddy? They really need to be licked and fucked by Daddy's tongue."
I kneeled down so my face was at the level of her butt and started licking her pussy and her butthole in long, vertical, sloppy strokes. I started dipping my tongue in each hole as I was doing the downstroke and her pussy was so wet it started dripping clear but thick pussy juice on my tongue and on the dirt. Her butthole was also wet and slippery from the coconut oil.
I spread her cheeks even wider and started tongue fucking first her pussy hole, then her butthole hard and deep. I was tongue fucking her so hard that her butt was moving forward a couple of inches with each entry stroke from the force of my tongue and face banging into her butt cheeks.
She started giving me audio feedback on how she was feeling, "Oh, Oh, Oh!!.....Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!!! Yes, Daddy, tongue fuck me harder!."
"Do you want to rub your clit or use the vibrator on it and cum that way while I tongue fuck your butthole? Or do you want me to fuck you?" I asked her.
"I want you to fuck my pussy hard with your big hard cock, put the silver vibrator in my shithole and turn it on full blast and fuck me hard with it too, and I want to use the pink vibrator on my clit," she said.
"Mmmm...that sounds good," I moaned.
I pulled my face away from her butt, grabbed the vibrators and coconut oil from her canvas bag, spread her butt cheeks again, and entered her pussy with my throbbing cock. Lisa moaned while I was rubbing coconut oil on her anus and fucking her pussy slowly, with long smooth strokes.
The silver vibrator slid into her butthole easily and I turned the base speed control clockwise all the way and it buzzed noisily. I started pushing it in slowly and Lisa reached around and put her hand on top of mine and started ramming the silver vibrator hard into her butthole. I matched the pace with my cock and in less than a minute I could feel her pussy clamping down on my cock on the inward strokes and she was singing her cum song, "Ahhhw, Ahhww, Ahhwww!!! Daddy I'm cumming," she shouted.
I had been holding back and trying to think of other things because I was so close to cumming. While she was still clenching and unclenching my cock with her pussy and butthole, I rammed my cock as far as it would go and spurted my load on the back wall of her pussy.
Maybe I squirted on her cervix. I didn't know what the back of a woman's vagina was called, but it felt so fucking good. I continued fucking her hard for 15 or 20 more strokes while I kept shooting more cum into her from the main load and then there were a couple of small "after spurts."
I slowly pulled my cock out of Lisa's amazingly luscious pussy hole and spread it wide open so I could try to see what I hit with my cum. Her pussy gaped open at least a couple of inches, probably more, but I couldn't see that far in because the sunlight was not pointing in the direction of her butt.
She was about to get up and I said, "Hang on a minute and I'll clean your holes.."
"Just wipe the outside and fold a couple of tissues up and wedge the wad into the entrance of my pussy. I don't want to lose your cum while we're walking back up the trail. I'm going to clean both my holes at the showers I saw," she said.
"I want a man, any man over the age of 40, even if he's with his wife, to see me washing your cum out of my pussy and have it plop out in globs when I push out and aim the water in my hole," she said. "I want you to be by the sinks and wait for me to say, ' JAMES GET YOUR TOWEL AND BLOCK THE VIEW FOR ME!! I'M NOT RIDING HOME LIKE THIS AND THAT'S THE LEAST YOU CAN DO FOR NOT PULLING OUT IN TIME!'"
We got to the top and there weren't that many people around. Either they had all gone down to the beach or were still in their tents or campers. We headed towards the showers and it was empty. Lisa turned the water on the spigot that if she got under it and squirted the water on her butthole, her butt would face the service road. I think that's exactly what she wanted.
She pulled a bottle of liquid soap from her canvas bag and got under the flow of water. She said it was warming up and she squirted some of the body wash in her hand and started soaping up her body starting with her neck. She worked her way down to her chest, shoulders, and arms and acted like she was taking a real shower.
We were both scoping out the foot traffic and so far we only saw one family, a couple of surfers, and a few teenagers. She was down to soaping up her legs and we spotted a man walking by himself about 20 yards away. There were no other people in sight. Lisa must have been prepared already because she didn't do anything different as the man got closer.
She was facing away from his direction and pretending to see if she still had soap on her shoulder stole a quick glance over her shoulder to see where the man was now. He was about ten yards away and Lisa was pretending to look down her bikini bottom by pulling the top front of it with her thumbs out. She put her hand down the front of her bikini and acted like she was trying to get something out of her pussy. "Shit," she said, and bent over, pulled her bikini bottom down and pulled her pussy and butthole wide open, and pushed out hard several times.
" JAMES GET YOUR TOWEL AND BLOCK THE VIEW FOR ME!! I'M NOT RIDING HOME LIKE THIS AND THAT'S THE LEAST YOU CAN DO FOR NOT PULLING OUT IN TIME!'"
The 40 something yuppie looking man was within ten feet of us now and Lisa turned her head to look over her shoulder, pulled up her bikini bottom quickly, and didn't look or say anything to the man. He went straight for one of the four restrooms and went inside.
"Hurry up James!" she screamed, as I approached with my towel.
"What do you want me to do?" I said.
"What do you think? I want you to hold the towel up and block the view of people walking from seeing me trying to wash your cum out of me. I AM NOT RIDING IN THE TRUCK FOR AN HOUR THIS WAY!," she shouted.
I acted like I was sheepishly obeying and held the towel up with both hands horizontally across her butt area so nobody could see her washing my cum out of her pussy. "Here? is this good?" I asked her.
She didn't answer and acted like she was in a real hurry and pulled her bikini bottom down again and squatted down and spread her butt cheeks and was pushing to get the cum to spill out. I was looking away to act like I was giving her privacy, and spotted another lone elderly man walking towards us.
"JAMES!! I'M DOWN HERE NOW, LOWER THE TOWEL AND PAY ATTENTION" she shouted again.
I lowered the towel to block the view of her new position and the old man went into one of the bathrooms and didn't say a word.
The yuppie guy came out and washed his hands at the sink and was looking our way with too much interest. Lisa was putting two fingers in her pussy and trying to pull the cum out of her. She saw the yuppie staring and said, "What are you looking at you pervert! Can I get some privacy, please? I have buckets of cum in me because my bozo boyfriend didn't pull out in time!"
I was holding the towel in the right place so he couldn't see anything. I pretended to slip while changing positions and fell on my ass and the towel fell into the shower water. The yuppie's eyes got bigger and he was grinning now. Lisa was still digging into her pussy with two fingers and turned to face her pussy right at the stream of water coming from the shower spigot and spread her hole wide open.
I stayed down on my back acting like I'd been hurt and finally got up slowly and held the towel to block the view again for Lisa. The yuppie left with that stupid grin on his face.
"Let's go Lisa," I said. It was fun and making me hot, but I didn't want to push our luck any further.
"Okay, can I use your towel to dry off? I think I got most of it out and I'll wad up some more tissue and wedge it in my hole in case there's any more," she said.
A few families with young c***dren walked by one after another, and I was glad Lisa had pulled her bikini bottom up. We put our stuff in the truck bed and took off.
After we exited the park and got on the freeway, I asked her, "So what was the look on the old man's face, and what did he say to you?"
"The look on his face was a look of concern...like he had just walked upon the scene of an accident and was wanting to help the injured but wasn't sure how. He did ask me if I needed some help and offered to carry the surfboard up the trail. His first words were, 'Excuse me miss, are you okay?'"
"The bottom line is that he was a kind and caring old man and I think he really wanted to help me. There's no way he's going to cause trouble for us," she said confidently.
"That's good, I wanted to get your take on that too," I said. "Did it turn you on as much as you thought it would?"
"Oh my God!! Much more than I thought it would and I was so hot and my pussy was so wet! My clit felt like an electric current was running through it. I had to use all my will power to not put my hand down my bikini and rub my clit while the old man was talking to me. Did you notice how fast and how many times I came when I was bent over the rock and you were tongue fucking me then fucking me with your cock and the big vibrator?" she asked.
"I noticed how fast, and you came twice, right?" I asked her.
"Hahaha...you need to get your cum meter recalibrated, I came at least five times! Twice when you were tongue fucking me, and three times when we had the triple stimulus package in place. Your cock in my pussy, Mr. Silver fucking my shithole, and Ms. pink playing my clit like a pro fiddle player."
Note from the author (girlgapeitwideopen): The next part will be 3e with the same title. I couldn't get the gas station scene in this part because it would have been way too long. Please leave me a comment with any feedback you have for me. GGIWO
I picked up Lisa at 8:00 a.m. sharp on Saturday and she was sitting on the porch with a couple of canvas bags, wearing a sun hat, and a white blouse and light blue shorts. She smiled and grabbed her things and walked briskly towards the truck and tossed her bags in the bed and moved my surfboard on top of them to secure them. She opened the door and got in and leaned over and gave me a big sexy kiss with her right hand on the left side of my head to push me her way.
"Now that's the kind of hello I'll never get tired of. How are you, sweetie?" I asked.
"I'm fine though I could hardly sleep last night. Feel this," she said, and grabbed my hand and put it down the front of her shorts and bikini bottom while she pulled them both forward to make room. She guided my hand by the wrist and I felt her lips which were moist and slippery. I put my finger in her pussy and it was as wet as ever.
"Wow, you're so wet my frisky little kitten!" I said.
"After we're done at the beach I'll be so hot and I'm going to fuck you silly with both my holes," she said with a sly smile.
We listened to the radio and had it on KMET, our favorite rock station. They were playing some great songs. It was an hour's drive to San Onofre State Beach, and we made good time since it was fairly early on Saturday morning.
I paid the $5 campground fee at the gate and we entered the park. I knew where we were going to go because I surfed down there a lot. We drove down to the area that was marked #4 which was my usual spot.
During the last 15 minutes of the drive, I explained to Lisa what the plan was. I told her that we would do one of two things. Either we would go down a side path that branched off the main trail and I would keep watch for old men approaching the side path and blow my bird whistle so she could get into position. Or we would set up on the beach in a small cove on the sand and I'd lay on a towel south of her and near the shore to keep watch for old men approaching her area and blow the bird whistle.
You have to walk down a long dirt trail downhill about half a mile to get to the beach. About halfway down there was a side trail that veered off into a canyon-like area that was dirt, trees, and bushes. Parts of it could be seen from the main trail above. Usually, few people took the side trail except birdwatchers, butterfly catchers, and curious k**s.
I parked the truck and Lisa and I grabbed our bags, the cooler, and I took the surfboard and put it under my arm to carry. I asked Lisa if she had decided what position she would be in when she was going to show her butthole. Our thinking was one of three choices:
1. Squatting down pretending that she was trying to take a shit in the area just above the sand. It was raised and had small bushes and plant life but could easily be seen from the beach. Her butt would face towards the targeted area where people walked on the sand. I would monitor for old men walking alone and check both ways to make sure no other people were walking her way.
2. She would be on all fours like she was in a doggie style position and fuck herself with the silver dildo. When she heard the higher bird whistle, it meant the target old man was in the right place to get a view of her ass. Lisa would then pull out the vibrator, spread her butthole and flex her butthole pushing hard outwards and drawing it back in. Again, like she was trying to take a shit.
3. We'd find one of the many coves that formed a sort of private spot on the beach because they were protected by cliffs going out towards the shore on each side. I would set up the big wide longboard I brought on its side its rail buried a few inches in the sand. The board would block her view of anyone walking from the north of the beach going south.
Lisa would wear sunglasses and the big wide-brimmed beach hat that people use to protect their faces from the sun.]
She would lie on her back on the big beach towel and be ready to fuck her asshole with the big silver vibrator and fuck her pussy with the smaller pink one when she heard my bird whistle. When the target was right in front of her perpendicular to the shore, I'd blow a second higher-pitched whistle. She would act like she was cumming and push the big silver vibrator out of her butthole, then shoot the pink one out of her pussy, and spread and flex both holes with her head back seemingly oblivious to the world.
I brought a camera with me and would take pictures of the old men and capture their reactions for Lisa. The other option is she could sit upright after shooting the vibrators out of her holes and flexing a few times and act like she was looking for tissues to wipe her holes. This would require that she make contact with the men either visually or possibly by saying something verbally.
"I choose number three Daddy. I will be closer so they can get a better view, and it seems like it could really happen and I was just unaware anyone was coming. Plus, I want to see the looks on their faces and see what they say when I act terrified and apologize to them," she explained.
"Good choice, I was thinking that was the best way to do this here, and yes, on the ridge where the sand meets the canyon would be too far to have an impact," I agreed.
It was also the hottest choice in terms of what I'd like to see but I didn't say that.
We got to the bottom of the dirt trail and made a right and headed north. We saw some towels and coolers to our left 30 yards down the beach likely belonging to the three surfers who were in the water further south. Other than that, the only people we could see were a few hundred yards south of us.
I knew there were at least three little coves we could use if they were unoccupied. The chances of that were pretty slim at 9:40 a.m. on a Saturday morning. We walked about 100 yards and the first cove was open so we set up our "stage." I pushed the edge of the surfboard into the sand and pushed sand on both sides of it to make the base sturdier. Lisa put her beach towel down right next to it on the south side of it. She put her canvas bag that contained the vibrators, coconut oil, and box of tissues right next to the surfboard close to where her head would be when she was lying down.
Lisa unbuttoned her long white blouse and I could see she was wearing a purple bikini. Her boobs while not big, but filled it out nicely and I could see her nipples forming bumps under the fabric. She took off her casual walking shorts and her bikini bottom was a matching purple thong that looked like the total material to make it was less than a sheet of notebook paper. Her legs and especially her perfect ass looked spectacular and hot!
"Wow, nice bikini! You fill it out so well, holy shit Lisa! I never noticed you had such a sexy figure at those parties and even when we spent the night talking at Denny's. Sure I've seen you naked many times and you look amazing and get me hot, but this is different, do you know what I mean?" I said.
"I think so. I'm not really comfortable wearing this and it will take me time to get used to it IF I decide I want to wear skimpy bikinis like this. But I see a lot of women in Manhattan and Hermosa Beach walking and skating the strand and this is what they wear," she said.
"Turn around," I want to see the piece of string that covers your pussy and asshole," I asked her.
She turned around and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The thong was designed with the strip that was supposed to cover her pussy and asshole was no more than half an inch wide at the critical spots. "Whoa, that's very sexy, but it barely covers your honey holes. Bend over for me, Lisa," I asked.
She bent over and grabbed her ankles and I could actually see a tiny bit of her left labia peeking out and the lines of her anus showing about a quarter inch on each side. "Did you try this on at the store or at home and look in the mirror?" I asked her.
"No, but I imagine it barely covers my pussy and asshole, and all good, I'm trying to get over myself and stop being so shy," she said.
"I can see a little bit of the lines that stretch out from your anus and I saw a little bit of your left pussy lip peeking out," I said.
"It's okay, nobody is going to get that close except you and I won't be bending over like this for anyone," she said.
I was getting horny seeing how sexy she looked and getting to see even a little bit of her pussy and asshole because it left so much to the imagination and was so super hot for some reason. Even though I'd already seen her holes and ate them and tongue-fucked them, this was different somehow.
I got behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to my body. I kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, "How did I get so lucky to land a surfer magazine calendar model as my girlfriend?" I asked.
Lisa turned around and put her arms around my neck and looked me straight in the eye said, "You're so sweet to me. Everything I have and everything I am is for you and you only," she assured me.
I said, "Same for me Lisa, I'm all yours." I kissed her and she was kissing me back actively, deeply, and tenderly for a good minute. I was getting a hard-on and wanted to throw her down in the sand and fuck her doggie style right now. But I thought it would be better if we saved her sex drive and horniness for the plan, so I refrained.
"Are you all set?" I asked her.
"Yes, I'm ready," she said.
"Remember, when you hear this whistle," I blew the Loon whistle which had a lower sound than most birds and was distinct. "It means an old man is walking your way and is about 50 yards away from you."
"If I blow this whistle," I blew the song sparrow whistle which had a much higher pitch, "it means to abort and cover yourself because someone is coming."
"Okay, I got it,'' she said.
"I'll be 30 yards away to the south sitting closer to the shore so I can see people coming from a distance," I said.
"Good luck," I'll be watching you and I'll protect you if anything goes wrong." I gave her a hug and a kiss put on my baseball cap, grabbed my beach towel, binoculars, and my backpack, and walked to the spot I would keep a lookout for potential targets and dangers and signal accordingly.
I got set up and it was now 10:15 a.m. and people were starting to come down on the trail. Most of them were surfers, but there were a couple of families and couples who all went south of where we were, which was typical for most people. I saw a couple walking their dog along the shoreline coming our way from the south. When they came near me I looked at them and smiled and said good morning to which they replied the same.
Another couple came by, lovers holding hands and laughing. Two more dog walkers, alone middle-aged lady and a teenaged boy. Another young couple seemed to be bickering until they came within earshot of me. It was now 11:00 a.m. and no lone old men passed our way. I looked at Lisa and she was putting some suntan lotion on herself and saw me. I shrugged my shoulders and raised my hands palms up, and she shrugged her shoulders back and tilted her head to the side as if to say 'No big deal.'
Nobody walked our way for the next ten minutes or so, and using the binoculars, I spotted our first potential prospect about 200 yards to the north of us. An old man maybe in his 60's or early 70's wearing a floppy hat and glasses, beige Bermuda style shorts, and a yellow and blue Hawaiian shirt, was walking our way. I looked behind him and there was nobody coming this way from the north. I looked to the south and nobody was walking our way.
I looked over at Lisa but she was lying down reading a book. It took the old man a good six or seven minutes to hit the 50 yards away mark. I walked back towards the bluffs and the old man's view was blocked by the cliffs of the cove. I blew the loon whistle three times and walked back to my spot and sat down on my towel.
I wanted to see what Lisa was doing and if she was ready but I didn't want the old man to see me look directly at her. I pulled the front of my baseball cap down and put my hand up as if I needed to block more of the sun and Iooked south as if I were looking for someone. I did the same thing looking north and with my sunglasses on I knew the old man wouldn't be able to see my eyes when I looked to the right at Lisa.
She had definitely heard the loon whistle and she was on her back, with her legs high and back for maximum exposure, and was busy fucking her pussy with the pink vibrator in her left hand, and her the silver vibrator in her butthole with her right hand. She was using a medium stroke as far as timing but seemed to be pushing in with pretty good force.
The old man was just a few yards from getting past the cliffs that blocked his view of Lisa, and after that, it would only be another ten yards until he was in a direct line of sight to her. I got up and went back behind the cliff again and started counting, "1001, 1002, 1003, 1004, 1005," and I peeked around the cliffs to see where the old man was and he was maybe ten feet from the direct line of sight to Lisa. I waited three more seconds and blew the song sparrow whistle three times.
I casually walked back to my towel and lay down with my head turned to my right on the towel. The old man was at the spot where he should have had a direct line of sight to Lisa but he didn't look to his left--he was looking at the ocean. At that moment, I heard Lisa's, "Awwhh, Awwhh, Awwhh!! and the old man turned to the left stopped in his tracks and was looking right at her. I couldn't help myself and took a look too.
I saw Lisa spreading her butt cheeks and flexing both holes wide open maybe two or three inches with her head back. The silver vibrator was on her beach towel a foot away from her butt, and the pink vibrator was on the sand just past the towel's end.
The old man watched Lisa's gaping holes flexing open and closed for a good ten to 15 seconds, then I heard him ask, "Excuse me miss, are you okay?"
Lisa's head jerked up and she sat up vertical and let out a short scream. She lifted what she could of the towel and used it to cover her butthole and pussy and grabbed her top and put it to her boobs.
"I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okaaaayyy," she said in a hysterical voice and then I heard her crying loudly.
"My boyfriend cheated on me last night with my best friend and I caught them doing it in his bed!" she screamed, "but I'm okay! I'm just fine!!"
The old man said in a gentle voice, "Oh, I'm so sorry that happened and you miss and you must feel so betrayed, angry and heartbroken. I'm really sorry to have walked upon you and I promise you I didn't see much."
"I was trying to get back at him. I imagined that my boyfriend was watching me have sex with two big black guys who were using both my holes and I was in ecstasy. I didn't think anyone would walk over here. I'm sorry, sir," Lisa said.
The old man said, "That's quite alright. You must be going crazy with the mix of emotions you're feeling. I feel so badly for you. Is there anything I can do to make up for invading your privacy?"
"No, but you're very kind and I appreciate it. I'm going to go find him right now and give him a big dose of what I just played out in my imagination," she said loudly. She started packing up her things.
"Is that your surfboard?" the old man asked. "It looks awfully heavy. Would you like me to carry it up the trail for you?"
"No, but thank you. It's my girlfriend's brother's surfboard. He brought me out here because they were concerned that I would lash out and do something crazy to my boyfriend. So he took me out here to the beach to chill and so I wouldn't be alone. He's a big bird watcher and took off a little while ago to go look for birds."
I grabbed my towel and bag and approached them. Sorry, Lisa, I must have dozed off. I laid down near the shore to listen to the waves and conked out for a while. Hi sir, I'm James. Is everything okay Lisa?"
The old man shook my hand and said his name was Thomas.
"Everything's fine, and Thomas was an angel and watching over me while you were gone," Lisa said with a grateful face and small smile.
"Now that I know you're in good hands, I'll leave you two to enjoy your day. Have a great day and stay calm, Lisa. Nice to meet you, James," the old man said.
"Let's get out of here Lisa. We can walk back up to the car in the canyon. I'm super horny and we can make love in the canyon with very little risk of getting caught, I said.
"Okay, let's do it," she said.
We got to the entrance of the canyon and I grabbed Lisa's hand and told her to follow me. There were a lot of rocks and small bushes and I didn't want her to trip over them. We got to an area that had a good covering of big bushes and trees and I asked Lisa, "How about here?"
"This looks fine," she said, putting her bags down.
"I'm horny too Daddy," she said, as she bent over a boulder behind a big shrub and pulled her bikini bottom down. "Will you lick my holes Daddy? They really need to be licked and fucked by Daddy's tongue."
I kneeled down so my face was at the level of her butt and started licking her pussy and her butthole in long, vertical, sloppy strokes. I started dipping my tongue in each hole as I was doing the downstroke and her pussy was so wet it started dripping clear but thick pussy juice on my tongue and on the dirt. Her butthole was also wet and slippery from the coconut oil.
I spread her cheeks even wider and started tongue fucking first her pussy hole, then her butthole hard and deep. I was tongue fucking her so hard that her butt was moving forward a couple of inches with each entry stroke from the force of my tongue and face banging into her butt cheeks.
She started giving me audio feedback on how she was feeling, "Oh, Oh, Oh!!.....Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!!! Yes, Daddy, tongue fuck me harder!."
"Do you want to rub your clit or use the vibrator on it and cum that way while I tongue fuck your butthole? Or do you want me to fuck you?" I asked her.
"I want you to fuck my pussy hard with your big hard cock, put the silver vibrator in my shithole and turn it on full blast and fuck me hard with it too, and I want to use the pink vibrator on my clit," she said.
"Mmmm...that sounds good," I moaned.
I pulled my face away from her butt, grabbed the vibrators and coconut oil from her canvas bag, spread her butt cheeks again, and entered her pussy with my throbbing cock. Lisa moaned while I was rubbing coconut oil on her anus and fucking her pussy slowly, with long smooth strokes.
The silver vibrator slid into her butthole easily and I turned the base speed control clockwise all the way and it buzzed noisily. I started pushing it in slowly and Lisa reached around and put her hand on top of mine and started ramming the silver vibrator hard into her butthole. I matched the pace with my cock and in less than a minute I could feel her pussy clamping down on my cock on the inward strokes and she was singing her cum song, "Ahhhw, Ahhww, Ahhwww!!! Daddy I'm cumming," she shouted.
I had been holding back and trying to think of other things because I was so close to cumming. While she was still clenching and unclenching my cock with her pussy and butthole, I rammed my cock as far as it would go and spurted my load on the back wall of her pussy.
Maybe I squirted on her cervix. I didn't know what the back of a woman's vagina was called, but it felt so fucking good. I continued fucking her hard for 15 or 20 more strokes while I kept shooting more cum into her from the main load and then there were a couple of small "after spurts."
I slowly pulled my cock out of Lisa's amazingly luscious pussy hole and spread it wide open so I could try to see what I hit with my cum. Her pussy gaped open at least a couple of inches, probably more, but I couldn't see that far in because the sunlight was not pointing in the direction of her butt.
She was about to get up and I said, "Hang on a minute and I'll clean your holes.."
"Just wipe the outside and fold a couple of tissues up and wedge the wad into the entrance of my pussy. I don't want to lose your cum while we're walking back up the trail. I'm going to clean both my holes at the showers I saw," she said.
"I want a man, any man over the age of 40, even if he's with his wife, to see me washing your cum out of my pussy and have it plop out in globs when I push out and aim the water in my hole," she said. "I want you to be by the sinks and wait for me to say, ' JAMES GET YOUR TOWEL AND BLOCK THE VIEW FOR ME!! I'M NOT RIDING HOME LIKE THIS AND THAT'S THE LEAST YOU CAN DO FOR NOT PULLING OUT IN TIME!'"
We got to the top and there weren't that many people around. Either they had all gone down to the beach or were still in their tents or campers. We headed towards the showers and it was empty. Lisa turned the water on the spigot that if she got under it and squirted the water on her butthole, her butt would face the service road. I think that's exactly what she wanted.
She pulled a bottle of liquid soap from her canvas bag and got under the flow of water. She said it was warming up and she squirted some of the body wash in her hand and started soaping up her body starting with her neck. She worked her way down to her chest, shoulders, and arms and acted like she was taking a real shower.
We were both scoping out the foot traffic and so far we only saw one family, a couple of surfers, and a few teenagers. She was down to soaping up her legs and we spotted a man walking by himself about 20 yards away. There were no other people in sight. Lisa must have been prepared already because she didn't do anything different as the man got closer.
She was facing away from his direction and pretending to see if she still had soap on her shoulder stole a quick glance over her shoulder to see where the man was now. He was about ten yards away and Lisa was pretending to look down her bikini bottom by pulling the top front of it with her thumbs out. She put her hand down the front of her bikini and acted like she was trying to get something out of her pussy. "Shit," she said, and bent over, pulled her bikini bottom down and pulled her pussy and butthole wide open, and pushed out hard several times.
" JAMES GET YOUR TOWEL AND BLOCK THE VIEW FOR ME!! I'M NOT RIDING HOME LIKE THIS AND THAT'S THE LEAST YOU CAN DO FOR NOT PULLING OUT IN TIME!'"
The 40 something yuppie looking man was within ten feet of us now and Lisa turned her head to look over her shoulder, pulled up her bikini bottom quickly, and didn't look or say anything to the man. He went straight for one of the four restrooms and went inside.
"Hurry up James!" she screamed, as I approached with my towel.
"What do you want me to do?" I said.
"What do you think? I want you to hold the towel up and block the view of people walking from seeing me trying to wash your cum out of me. I AM NOT RIDING IN THE TRUCK FOR AN HOUR THIS WAY!," she shouted.
I acted like I was sheepishly obeying and held the towel up with both hands horizontally across her butt area so nobody could see her washing my cum out of her pussy. "Here? is this good?" I asked her.
She didn't answer and acted like she was in a real hurry and pulled her bikini bottom down again and squatted down and spread her butt cheeks and was pushing to get the cum to spill out. I was looking away to act like I was giving her privacy, and spotted another lone elderly man walking towards us.
"JAMES!! I'M DOWN HERE NOW, LOWER THE TOWEL AND PAY ATTENTION" she shouted again.
I lowered the towel to block the view of her new position and the old man went into one of the bathrooms and didn't say a word.
The yuppie guy came out and washed his hands at the sink and was looking our way with too much interest. Lisa was putting two fingers in her pussy and trying to pull the cum out of her. She saw the yuppie staring and said, "What are you looking at you pervert! Can I get some privacy, please? I have buckets of cum in me because my bozo boyfriend didn't pull out in time!"
I was holding the towel in the right place so he couldn't see anything. I pretended to slip while changing positions and fell on my ass and the towel fell into the shower water. The yuppie's eyes got bigger and he was grinning now. Lisa was still digging into her pussy with two fingers and turned to face her pussy right at the stream of water coming from the shower spigot and spread her hole wide open.
I stayed down on my back acting like I'd been hurt and finally got up slowly and held the towel to block the view again for Lisa. The yuppie left with that stupid grin on his face.
"Let's go Lisa," I said. It was fun and making me hot, but I didn't want to push our luck any further.
"Okay, can I use your towel to dry off? I think I got most of it out and I'll wad up some more tissue and wedge it in my hole in case there's any more," she said.
A few families with young c***dren walked by one after another, and I was glad Lisa had pulled her bikini bottom up. We put our stuff in the truck bed and took off.
After we exited the park and got on the freeway, I asked her, "So what was the look on the old man's face, and what did he say to you?"
"The look on his face was a look of concern...like he had just walked upon the scene of an accident and was wanting to help the injured but wasn't sure how. He did ask me if I needed some help and offered to carry the surfboard up the trail. His first words were, 'Excuse me miss, are you okay?'"
"The bottom line is that he was a kind and caring old man and I think he really wanted to help me. There's no way he's going to cause trouble for us," she said confidently.
"That's good, I wanted to get your take on that too," I said. "Did it turn you on as much as you thought it would?"
"Oh my God!! Much more than I thought it would and I was so hot and my pussy was so wet! My clit felt like an electric current was running through it. I had to use all my will power to not put my hand down my bikini and rub my clit while the old man was talking to me. Did you notice how fast and how many times I came when I was bent over the rock and you were tongue fucking me then fucking me with your cock and the big vibrator?" she asked.
"I noticed how fast, and you came twice, right?" I asked her.
"Hahaha...you need to get your cum meter recalibrated, I came at least five times! Twice when you were tongue fucking me, and three times when we had the triple stimulus package in place. Your cock in my pussy, Mr. Silver fucking my shithole, and Ms. pink playing my clit like a pro fiddle player."
Note from the author (girlgapeitwideopen): The next part will be 3e with the same title. I couldn't get the gas station scene in this part because it would have been way too long. Please leave me a comment with any feedback you have for me. GGIWO
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