With a nice, voluptuous Latina

As you look around for targets of interest much like you usually did after months of enjoying your freedoms, you take notice of a rather breathtaking olive-skinned Latina girl sitting on one of the benches at the other end of the boardwalk. Her neatly straightened black hair flows with a gust of wind as her light brown eyes look around the area almost anxiously, her arms crossed under her large breasts. Her white one-piece swimsuit seems like a tight fit, her exposed thighs accentuated as she crosses her legs and continues looking around.

Were this your first week, you’d probably be fighting a hurricane of thoughts about how to approach. However, this is not your first rodeo anymore. Or your second. Or your third, for that matter. Without a worry, you weave your way through the oncoming traffic of beachgoers as you approach her.

“Hey,” you open fairly casually as you sit down next to her. She looks at you with a clearly neutral expression, probably expecting potentially undesired flirting. This would have fazed you a while ago, but not anymore. “Everything alright? I work in that souvenir shop over there and saw you looking around. You’re not lost, are you?”

“Oh, no, not at all,” she answers, her expression shifting to a much more positive one. “I’m just waiting for my friend. We were tanning a bit and decided to get something to eat, but she went to get my bag from her car for me. It had my phone, so I’m kind of a sitting duck. Doesn’t help that a bunch of guys are trying to hit on me…”

You give her a small laugh as she rolls her eyes, likely recounting encounters before her current one with you. “Explains that look you were giving me. I understand, though. I just wanted to make sure you didn’t need directions or anything, uh…?”

“Alejandra,” she introduces herself as she catches on to her hanging tone. “Is that part of your job? Looking out for tourists? Or are you just on your break, uh…?”

“John,” you clarify as she emulates you. “I just got on my break, yeah. Wasn’t the first time I saw someone looking around very confused, so I thought I should just check to make sure you were alright.”

“Well, I appreciate it. Thank you, John.”

The conversation comes to a slightly awkward end as she sighs lightly, gazing past you towards the parking lot on the horizon. It’s very clear Alejandra is more concerned with the return of her friend and the eventual filling of her stomach with fresh food. It’s no surprise she probably hastily turned down a number of excited men who tried to talk to her. Thankfully, you can bypass that entirely and fill her with something else in the meantime.

“Your friend sure is taking a minute,” you think aloud, putting your phone back into your pocket as you and Alejandra exchange a look. “Think she got caught up with something?”

“She might have went and gotten the food without me, actually,” Alejandra suggests with a bit of a grimace. “Sweet of her, bless her heart, but she knows I don’t have my phone…I’d have no way of knowing where she is without it.”

“Yeah, that’s rough. Stuck here bored on the beach and fending off guys…let’s hope she turns up soon.”

“You’re telling me…”

“Hey, by the way,” you continue, your eyes falling to Alejandra’s cleavage. “On an unrelated note, would you mind if I fucked you for a bit?”

“Definitely not an unrelated note as I was just about to ask you the same thing,” Alejandra quickly confesses with a smile. “I was thinking that if Victoria was going to take this long, I might as well kill time by having sex. I just wasn’t going to ask one of those dumbass fuckboys who approached me only to try to score. I don’t mind if it’s you, though, John. You think people will care if we do it on this bench?”

“Oh, not at all,” you disagree as you slide closer to Alejandra, eagerly pulling your shorts down to your ankles as your member springs to life. Without much direction, Alejandra brings her plump lips inches from your cockhead, letting a good amount of her saliva fall onto it before grabbing it with her hand.

She turns her head to you and gives you a warm, kindhearted smile as she begins to idly rub your cock with her hand, lubing it up nice and slow. “How would you like to fuck me, John?”

“No preferences on your end?”

“Not particularly,” she answers with a relaxed tone. “You’re the one doing me a favor here, after all, helping me pass the time by having sex with me. So, yeah. Surprise me and pick a hole.”

You feel your body relax as Alejandra’s smooth hands continue to work your shaft, her peaceful smile welcoming any possible act you could ask of her. As per usual, the general public went about their day with little regard to your current activities. That might change after the act as it usually did, but for now, it was still business as usual.

With a beautiful Hispanic woman’s body at your disposal, how do you ultimately decide to make the most of your break?