Goonette memories: Cum beach

Today was a hot day, in every way. 30 Celsius degrees, I really had to leave my house after spending days into it, sweating from intense gooning from rise to sleep everyday, some days forgetting to sleep as I was too deeply connected with porn, all the windows closed so nobody hears the loud lewd stuff that was playing 24/7 in the apartment and a big curtain protecting me from the sun (my multiple screens and other porn devices make light, show me hot stuff and all my life revolves around it, hence these are my Suns) , the air started to get moist and I was slowly suffocating in all this sweat. Also, I wanted to watch some porn flesh outside so I thought that going to the beach was the best idea in these circumstances.

First, I put a lush in my pussy so it keeps getting stimulated while I had to remove my fingers from my clit to put on my bikini, which is purposely way too tight for my body: It pretty much only covers my nipples while all the rest of my big, round, firm fake boobs is wildly exposed, and the bottom only covers my clit, leaving a good part of the pubis visible and pussy and would have get lost deep in my butt if I didn’t wear a 2 inches wide butt plug all the time in my loose hole. Even a little part of the tip of my lush couldn’t be hidden.

In order to avoid dehydration, I prepared two water bottles, making sure to mix some pussy juice into them as I love to think of how nasty and filthy my ruined brain became after countless hours of watching porn while getting silly drooling all over myself. I then thought that wearing an overly tight bikini exhibiting my butt plug, big firm squatting ass and pubis all around would have been too vulgar in some places, like the little promenade in the wood situated between the beach and the parking lot; I unwillingly decided to put small sport shorts, molding my splendid goonette curves, but hiding the skin and the toys. Happily, for me, it added some pressure on my lush, making the vibrations dig even deeper inside my body.

As always, I’m listening to some nasty hardcore porn loud inside my car, feeling the vibrations between my legs. As I was feeling some pleasing irritation on my firm nipples provoked by my overly tight bra, I decided to rub them by doing some small circles around them with a hand while the other one was driving. At some point, I got completely lost in my lusty thoughts and unconsciously lifted my bra over my boob and started caressing it directly. Fuck it was so good! I’ve been massaging myself like that for a solid 10 minutes until I reached a red light. It took me some time to realise it, but suddenly there was some unmoving cars all around me as we all waited the green light to roll again. Rapidly, I put back my bra. Even if my boobs were highly visible, I felt I wasn’t breaking the law if the nipples were still covered. From now, every moment I was rolling I was twirling my fingers around my tits.

When I finally got to the beach, I saw there was quite many people already there. Quite predictable considering the heat wave. I luckily found a place to park without it taking too much time. Equipped with my beach towel, my two pussy water bottles, my tablet and headphones (Always have some porn ready to watch wherever you are!) … my lush and my buttglug, I started stepping through the small walking path that was leading to the beach. During this few minutes walk, I was already thinking of every man’s exposed bodies I would find playing volley or simply walking in front of me that I rapidly started massaging my tits again, stopping when someone was getting close to me. However, I think there is one man who saw me briefly… and oh gosh! My tongue was out and there was some drool that fell on my boobs! Happily, he showed no discomfort and was probably fully erected just after seeing me doing these grotesque aperies.

A few minutes later after this enjoyable unfortunate scene, I arrived at the beach. The first thing I noticed was the group of sexy and athletic men and women playing volley in their sport bikinis and shorts. I was already really wet, but seeing this almost sent me over the edge. I had to stop moving for a while, closing my eyes and wincing as much as my botoxed face allowed me to in order to find back my focus and stay longer on the edge. Carefully, I walked toward a place situated near the volley group where there was several free use longue chairs paired with a parasol. Only one chair was available. It was situated on the extremity of the five chairs row and there was a fit man in his forties aside of it. When I approached the chair, I saw his eyes immediately fixating my body and its assets. At first, he seemed to have some discomfort when I approached the chair, but I’m pretty sure all his anguishes vanished the exact moment I pull down my shorts, revealing my pubis and my amazing booty. His jaws dropped instantly and if it was possible, they would have touched the ground for sure!

From now every now and then his eyes would have been lurking on me and every time I would get wetter even if my attention was mostly directed towards the black muscled guy hitting vigorously the ball in front of me, making me roll my hips so friction from my bikini stimulates my clit even more.

Then he asked me some water. The man told me he finished his bottle before I arrived and he now was thirsty. Maybe I made him overheat from the inside and wanted to get my attention, anyway, when he asked me, I once again almost lost control over my pussy and weren’t able to hide a “Ghhjjjj” moaning slipping through my closed teeth. At first, he seemed to lose his mind like if my moan only was enough to make him spurt in his shorts. Then, a few seconds later, I managed to say: “Mmmhh tayk all w’ter yuh want” still wincing while my eyes were closed. I then gave him one of my bottles and started recentering all my will in order to not cum while he was swallowing all the pussy juice, I gathered during my most perverted goon sessions and diluted in the water. He drank maybe a third of the bottle in two sips, expressed some surprise on his face after feeling the taste, my taste, then gave it back to me, and it is precisely at this moment that some middle-aged slightly fat woman wearing ridiculous pink sunglasses approached the man and told him in an angry and contemptuous voice: “When I ask you to keep my place, I expect it to be free when I come back, not to find a dumb bimbo on it! Let’s get back home.” Pitifully the man obeyed to his wife and left. It was not the first time someone called me a bimbo, but it clearly is the best time I’ve ever heard someone say it in reference to me, my body, my manners. Hopefully, they will divorce and forget their loneliness by watching more porn. It would be fun if thanks to me one of them gets into gooning!

Now the chair was empty, I decided to open my tablet and start watching some lesbian hypno porn. I put the sound so Loud the person two chairs away, a woman in her thirties wearing a white see through t-shirt and a black bikini, could hear some noises from it. As I was already used to edge on multiple devices shooting porn scenes from every angle of my goon cave, I started humping myself while enjoying both my hypno videos and the black guy at the same time. My legs soon started spreading themselves like the petals of a blooming rose as my blown-out clit commanded them to. What was subtle hips rolling humping soon became more expressive back and forth movements as my legs were spread to the maximum my already flexible body was able to reach. I was deep in trance when my lush stopped working. As I know my toys well, of course, I did bring another one, fully charged in my purse. Stealthily, I removed the dead one and put the new lush inside my needy swollen cunt. It was so swollen that small parts of my lips now went out of my bikini. I then got back to my activities until the moment the black guy looked in my direction and smiled at me. All his friends did already notice me but seemed slightly disgusted by my over-hypersexualised outfit. Only him, the strongest, the alpha, didn’t care and expressed interest interest. The thing is, the more he was watching me, the more ample my hip moves would get. Eventually, there was too much tension made on my bikini and I fell one elastic break, then the other one, making my bikini bottom fall just in front of the chair. Rapidly, I crossed my legs and put my shorts to hide my genitals and my toys. Everybody who sat on the chairs (hopefully there was only adults, otherwise I would have settled myself elsewhere) and every volley player noticed it, well, I thought, so I took all my things, leaving the broke bikini as a testimony of my presence on the beach and left as fast as I could before I’d get expelled by the authorities.

I did only reach the little wood path when I felt a hand touching my back. Gosh it was one of the girls in the volley group. She told me she was shy to admit it, but that she was horny about me all the time I was there and me my phone number. I had to admit this young brunette was really hot and fit, had a cute face, some freckles and boobs to die for! So, I gave her my number and asked her if she knew what gooning is. She simply answered: “No, but I really want to know what it is!”

And this is how I became friend with the delicious Mia!