At full mast

You awaken from a really, really nice dream. A thick, gorgeous pornstar was riding you right there on the beach. Still drowsy, it takes a moment to realize the raging hard-on poking out of your new swimsuit.

"FUCK," you think, loudly. Having brought nothing to cover it, you bring your knees to your chest and look around to see if anyone's paying attention. You make eye contact with an older woman about 20 feet away who is clearly disgusted - you realize she's there with her family. Then there's a group of giggling teenagers (great), and a creepy old dude who gives you a wink. What a fucking nightmare.

You decide that once this thing goes down, you'll have to get up and leave. That doesn't take long, because of the shame. You stand up, trying to act casually, and wrap yourself in the towel again. It's getting dark; you'll have to try your luck with the ladies tomorrow.

But after only a few steps, you notice someone who wasn't there when you walked in. It's a Brazilian goddess, with glorious plump tits stretching the fabric of her bikini. Your dick immediately begins to grow at the sight, but again you worry about looking like a creep, and so move your gaze quickly. But as you walk by she stretches out her toes and taps you.

She lowers her sunglasses and you make eye contact, both smiling. "Hi," you muster, elegantly.

"I like that suit," she says. It's clear she was there for the show. You realize that her booty shorts are about three times the size of your skimpy thong, and they need to be to cover all of that ass. Time to make a move. Except she's already looked away, as if you'd left.