Performing in public. Part 4

Some years ago, when my job involved driving all over Europe, I spent a mandatory weekly rest break at Armação de Pêra in Portugal. I was parked up on the East side of this little town, a stone’s throw from the beach, on a piece of what was then waste ground next to the town football pitch. In recent times it appears to have been somewhat developed commercially and has a car park on much of it. The beach is a beautiful white sandy strip, several kms long with sand dunes and open countryside behind and a golf course at the far end. There was a small, rather rustic restaurant fronting onto the beach where you could enjoy a simple delicious meal of fresh sardines, salad and bread, all washed down with a bottle of locally produced red wine. It was warm, sunny and totally unspoiled.

Having nothing to do until the following day,  feeling somewhat fruity and spotting the potential for finding some naughty activity in the dunes, I took a walk along the beach for about a km or so, to get well away from the smallish number of families enjoying themselves closer to the town, found a nice spot to spread my towel out on the sand, stripped off down to the little white knickers I was wearing and settled down for a spot of relaxing sunbathing as I was keen to acquire a sexy white tan line!

After some time I became aware I was being observed; there were several guys scattered about within about 20 to 50 yds of me, where the beach and the dunes met. All I could see of them were their heads or the top halves of their bodies but my antenna told me they were interested in me so I decided to put on a bit of a show for them. I was wearing one of my favourite pretty hot pink shades of nail varnish on my toes so, together with my panties, I was giving them all the right signals to encourage their lustful interest.

I stood up, looking directly at them, then turned around, ran my thumbs round the edge of the leg openings of my panties to adjust the fit across my bum, giving a little wiggle as you do.....hehee, and walked carefully and slowly towards the sea to have a swim, stopping a couple of times to bend down as if examining a shell I’d spotted, in order to give them a good view of my bottom.

Dip completed, I walked back to where I’d left my towel. The watchers had now been joined by a couple more, so now there were six I could see and perhaps one or two others I’d not spotted. From the movement of their arms and hands it was pretty obvious they were nicely aroused and pleasuring themselves happily. Loved it so decided to milk myself off for them, first of all by laying down on my back and slipping my hand into my knickers to play with myself. In those days I wasn’t growing my tits with hormones and hadn’t grown my hair as it is now so, all in all, not really quite the girlie girl  I aspire to being today but no matter.......I’d been well broken in and used by then by perhaps 20 or 30 different cocks; not quite sure of the exact numbers.

Feeling somewhat drowsy from the effects of the sun and increasingly like getting back to my truck for a nap, I decided to bring myself off for them and call it a day so I wriggled out of my panties, got up onto all fours into the doggy position facing away from them but with my legs spread to give them a good view from behind me as I pulled my clitty downwards and back towards them, running my clenched hand up and down it’s length.....then turning back round and kneeling facing them, I finished by milking myself off into my panties. 

I was quite surprised when a couple of them gave me a round of applause and a thumbs up when I’d finished, but it was a great feeling. I’m not sure how many of them shot their load whilst watching me.....nowadays I wouldn’t have wanted to see so much go to waste. I’d have offered myself to them to receive the loads like a good bitch but never mind, it was mutual fun for all. What I did do though was to put my jeans back on and leave my knickers behind as a present for them! I’m not sure what happened to them but after walking a little way back towards the town I did turn round to look back but couldn’t see them in the spot  where I thought I’d left them. I hope they were made good use of.

Later that evening, after a lovely meal at the restaurant I’d mentioned earlier, eating the delicious sardines and drinking the wine whilst watching a beautiful sunset, I retired to my bunk, happy and tired and quickly dropped off to sleep thinking back to my thoroughly enjoyable afternoon’s activity and how much fun I’d had and the pleasure I’d given to my audience.

Hope you’ve enjoyed reading this. All my stories are real events. Next time in Part 5 I might tell you about another similar naughty location I frequented several times close to the beach and just near Alicante airport in Spain. There’s another one also, very similar, but near Malaga airport.

Kylieesha xx

• Add Comment
• View Blog