At the beach

Stories and fantasies about rainwear.
Post Reply
JellyMan
Posts: 1112
Joined: June 23rd, 2019, 6:47 pm
Location: South of England

At the beach

Post by JellyMan »

Jerry awoke to find he was looking at the sea. The evening was still swelteringly hot; as the day had been. He couldn't move his hands, they appeared to be tied, then the heat hit him hard. Droplets of sweat ran into his eyes and the saltiness stung. He peered down as best he could and he saw that he had been stripped of his clothes, placed in a clear plastic suit, and tied to a wooden frame that was stuck firmly in the sand. His feet were bare and hot. He squirmed to get free and felt the delicious vinyl tugged at his nude form. A slight breeze caught his face and for a moment he felt relief from the intense heat that was beating down from straight ahead. He felt a hand sliding over the smooth material in the dampness that covered his right buttock, then Sharon appeared from behind him. She was, to all intents and purposes, naked, as the glass clear bikini that she was wearing offered no privacy at all. She had a riding crop in her hands and played it over his body with the occasional thwack. She slid the shaft between his legs and rubbed his balls.
The cove was deserted except for the playful couple. High cliffs all around made it difficult to get to unless you knew the narrow path from the north end, which when viewed from above, looks like it ended at a shear vertical rock; not much chance of being caught, although maybe...
Sharon walk in front of Jerry and bent over with her legs partedto give her boyfriend a view of her arse through the transparent plastic, but he couldn't see much as she was well steamed up. The thought of what it must be like in her bikini bottoms right now made him forget the heat and he watched mesmerised as she gyrated her bottom in his direction as the palms of her hands lay flat on the hot sand.
The last thing he remembered was drinking the coke at the restaurant that lunch time. The staff had all sung happy birthday and he vaguely remembers his girlfriend insisting on paying the whole bill.
She didn't turn around, but stood up and walked backwards until she was laying against his front and she continued to gyrate - especially in his crotch area. He could smell her damp hair right in front of his face and longed to be able to grab her - but the ropes had other ideas. His cock was as hard as it could be and the plastic formed a tight mountain over it as it struggled against it's vinyl prison.
She turned and kissed him once on the lips before delivering a hard thwack to his inner thigh.
A cool breeze caught his face and finally the sun dipped behind a cloud to give some relief from its burning. The suit shimmered and little droplets of sweat inside sparkled, mimicking the waves that were breaking not far out from where he was imprisoned.
Sharon moved her head down below his chin and grasped his waist with her hands, her hair got into his mouth and he had to blow it away.
After a couple of seconds it became apparent what she was doing, as she slowly undid his front with the zipper end between her teeth, and her nose rubbed over his damp, bare, chest as it went downwards.
Jerry was pleading in his mind for her not to stop, but to continue until she reached his cock. She proceeded so that he could almost make out each individual 'click' in the zip mechanism - the anticipation as to what would happen next was intense.
Suddenly there was a sound of wood splitting and Jerry found himself falling backwards with Sharon on top of him, the posts dug into the sand were not up to the task of taking both their weight and failed. The pain was brief, and luckily the sand was soft enough as the back of his head hit the hot surface. He found he could move his arms a little with the postsnow lose.
Sharon hardly paused as she hit Jerry when they fell, and continued down his front, delighting in the combined aroma of his damp body and plastic outfit, until she reached the bump in the material that signalled the climb up towards his helmet struggling for freedom a few centimetres away. Jerry became aware of the slight pain caused by the parting zip as she reached his shaft, but wasn't about to say anything for fear that she might stop.
Within moments his cock head was feeling the familiar warmth of the inside of her mouth as her tongue played around his purple helmet that was as hard as a rock.
He tensed his body, feeling the wonderful suit tight against his arms and legs, and a cool breeze played over his bare chest for a moment.

His girlfriend had obviously been planning this event for a while. Earlier in the day he had asked what the small, heavyish, but pliable package was that she had had delivered was. She had told him not to be so nosey! It was unlike her not to give him his present in the morning, but lunchtime was the the first time his 30th had been mentioned, and he started to wonder if she had forgotten; somewhat understandable as they were away on holiday now. Things had started to improve, as she emerged from the small bedroom in their rented caravan, wearing a white blouse, oversize chunky earrings and black PVC leggings.
"oh are they my birthday present?", he had asked, pointing to her trousers.
"What! These old things?", she teased, "no I just fancied dressing up for lunch a bit, that's all".
He found the thought that she was wearing smooth shiny leggings as a casual afterthought a huge turn-on, and they squeaked delightfully as she bent over to put on her black patent shiny short boots to complete her ensemble.
He couldn't take his eyes off her swaying bum as they walked into town from the holiday park, and noticed several men staring as they went by; one walked into a tree as he wasn't paying attentions on to where he was going!

Sharon continued to suck his dick as she swivelled her body round. Jerry felt sand fall into the open suit front as her bare foot past his face until she was sitting astride him.
She reversed slowly, still paying great attention to his cock.
He could see her arse coming towards him and was desperately trying to make himself not come before he could plant his face in her plastic clad bottom. The view, and the feeling on his dick, coupled with her ample chest rubbing his bare stomach with her plastic bikini top was almost too much to bare.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, her arse hole was directly in front of his nose and he pushed his head forward to make full plastic contact.
The smell of her damp pussy and the vinyl bikini bottoms were exquisite.
She pushed her bottom back hard oh his face so he could no longer breathe, but he didn't care. If he was going to die this surly had to be the best possible way to go.
The elastic around the leg of her pants caused the plastic to ruffle up and he was able to nudge garment aside until his tongue could just about reach her clit with something of a struggle, forcing his nose into her bottom and adding to the shear delight.
She played her lips around the edge of his exposed helmet as he licked her clit as hard as he could muster whilst trying to get some air and take in her wonderful smell.
She moved her hands between the small space between their bodies and grasped the two sides of his open garment, then pulled them tightly closed with as much strength as she could.
He felt the slipperly feeling of the plastic enveloping his stomach and chest once more as he craned to push his face as hard as he could into her plastic pants.
One extra strong suck on his dick he and arched his back as he exploded in her mouth.
She didn't stop her action on his manhood straight away, ensuring that he was entirely drained of spunk before she stopped.
She sat up, pushing her bottom hard into his face and wait for a few wonderous moments. Sharon turned and bent over Jerry, her ample breasts pushing hard against his chest and gave him a big kiss on the lips to remind him that he had come.
She sat back and smiled, "happy birthday darling".
Kinky-In-Scotland
Posts: 418
Joined: July 3rd, 2015, 7:38 am
Location: Dundee, Scotland
Contact:

Re: At the beach

Post by Kinky-In-Scotland »

My kind of social distancing :)
Wearer of Waterproofs & Waders - as often as possible!
hotwilly
Posts: 2339
Joined: March 17th, 2011, 9:03 pm
Location: Scunthorpe

Re: At the beach

Post by hotwilly »

That's the kind of birthday present I would enjoy 👍
Broad minded enough to acknowledge we all enjoy different things:)
Post Reply