Erica gets a little tempted

The deep shade of blueish-green was a calming one, as she looked at the ocean. It extended out as far as she could see, without so much as a boat disrupting its waters. Waves of varying sizes lapped against the sand, the sound hushing away any fears. Instead, Erica felt as if she was one with nature, free and untamed.

She sat down in the sand, warmth enveloping her legs and naked bottom, earning a little giggle while she continued to admire the view. Erica had walked quite far from her possessions, so much so that the gently rolling landscape of the sand obscured the view of her things. It was as if she never brought them, like she came here naked. Like she was always supposed to be naked.

Without so much as one greedy eye, Erica smiled and laid back in the sand, letting the sunlight kiss her skin. The wind tickled every curve, and made her squirm on occasion. She felt so natural and free as she just enjoyed the tropical weather. Erica ran her hands over her smooth stomach, and down the little slope towards her hips.

She smirked as her hand drifted to her hairless crotch. Her fingers caressed her soft labia, squeezing it and applying pressure. A little blush returned, but this time joined by a content hum. Erica opened her legs, just enough so there was more room for her loving hand while her fingers tickled her entrance.

Her toes curled up as she bit her lip. That idea seemed a little more risky. But she was able to skinny dip and tan nude, all without one soul noticing her. Why not go for it?