Indian Wife and Young Frenchmen by rupanita-Completed
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Anita was left alone as her husband went off on business and with a full day in front of her the thought of lying on the beach in fine weather in the south of France was tempting. She accessed the hotel's internet connection and was drawn towards the sites that indicated the presence of nude beaches in the area. She found one that was rather isolated and attracted her but she was not sure if she had the courage to go there all alone. With her husband she would have gone..………in fact he would have insisted, she thought with a smile.....but alone?She wondered whether that was a good idea. The thought sent a little frisson of fear, excitement and anticipation through her shapely body.

She had a rented car....a map....why not go and see the place? If there were a lot of people or something she didn't like it she could always go somewhere else.

Still undecided she stripped and took a bath. Emerging from the bathroom she admired her nude self. The slender neck, the flawless satin skin, the shapely breasts capped by chocolatish brown nipples with small aerola, the sparse hair in the shaped pussy which did not do much to hide the lips of the labia, the long and lovely legs and her nail polished bare feet. A light golden chain in the neck with appropriately designed bangles on her wrists and a cute pair of anklets to adorn the bare feet. This would be what she would be offering to the voyeurs on the beach. Would it be too irresistible for them? She dismissed the thought! There are any number of gorgeous females coming from all over the world. This is nothing but silly vanity! And the beach is, in any case deserted. Who would be there to watch? How wrong Anita would be proved shortly?

She picked up a towel, suncream and a book.....a moments hesitation....yes...she would go....the decision made, she set off.

The beach was quite hard to find and when she saw the rough road down to it and then the walk through the trees to reach it , she almost had second thoughts , but this morning she was in a determined and adventurous mood so she carried on. The journey was worth it. A little cove at the bottom of an incline backed by the forest with white warm sand protected by rocks on either side giving the appearance of one’s own private beach.

Anita was delighted and found a lovely spot close to one of the rocks so that if anyone else came she would have her privacy. She lay back down in her bikini; the one that had been presented to her by her husband on their last wedding anniversary. She enjoyed the hot sun on her body until she needed a swim to cool off, the perspiration like little pearls on her stomach ,gleaming in the sunlight. The water was cooling and then she wondered to herself if she should swim naked. After all , no one was there and the opportunity was too good to miss. Undoing her top she stood there for a moment her nipples
dark and erect from the cool water and the light breeze. Perhaps only topless! But then she thought why hold back from something one had always wanted to do? Why indeed! Why not fully nude? She then slid the bottom over her buttocks and stepped out of it , carefully picking them up in the waist high water. She drank in the scenery , the blue sky, clear water and the backdrop of sand and forest and felt so free...almost back to nature. With her bikini clutched in her hand she started to swim.....the first thing she felt was the water over her body and sliding sensuously between her legs....what a delicious sensation... how the absence of a few bits of clothing could turn a swim into such an erotic experience was a mystery...but it was true...she moaned gently to herself as she twisted and turned in the water , wanting to feel the caress of the gentle tide over her body.

She slid a hand down her body and touched herself and was not surprised to feel that her pussy was wet , but as if waking her from a trance , the sudden jolt of desire that passed through her body as her fingers ran over her hooded clitoris made her slightly afraid. Just for a moment but enough to make her return to the towel laid out on the sand.

The beach was still empty and to walk naked back to her towel as the warm breeze caressed her body was a pleasure to be savoured. She lay down on her back facing the sun and oiled her body to protect it against the rays and liked the look of the oil giving her skin a sheen in the hot sun adding to the sensuality she felt. Once in a while the rays of the hot sun reflected in the shine of her anklets which was one of the few things that still adorned her body. As she applied the oil on her inner thighs and over her outer lips she felt a liberated feeling that made her wish that perhaps it would be nice to have someone watching her , even if , or especially as, she was nude. The thought made her wet and the way she caressed the oil into her was making her even wetter. Half expecting to see someone watching her she looked over her shoulder. She did not know whether she was relieved or disappointed to find nobody.She lay back and luxuriated in the heat parting her thighs as if offering herself to the
sun whose presence could be felt.

Daydreaming of the sungod coming down and ravishing her , it was difficult to stay still and her fingers langourously stroked her smooth skin inevitably arriving at her mound as if following the sungod's instructions as her other hand stroked her breast , the delicate fingers playing with her thick nipples now erect with anticipation almost waiting to be sucked. Her arousal was getting stronger as her fingers were coated
with the juice from her desire and in a moment of lust she brought them to her lips and tasted herself in the fresh air. Mmmmmm , she thought , nice...and as she licked her finger clean it was as if it was a little cock that she had placed between her lips and the thought added to her arousal.

Getting too hot now, she stood up and stretched. It really was wonderful to have this place to yourself, she thought. Leaving her bikini behind, she re-entered the water and it calmed her a little although the swirling water still gave a gentler stimulation to her sensitive skin. She swam out further this time almost to the end of the rocks and felt the tide was stronger as she was more exposed to the sea. Suddenly she was moved out beyond the rocks and she started struggling to get back. It seemed as if the water was dragging her out to sea and she tried but failed to reach even the rocks. She tried to shout for help but there was nobody there and her voice echoed off the rocks that she couldn't reach.

Trying to stay calm she trod water and attempted to at least not go further out to sea when she heard a noise. It sounded like an outboard motor....it was indeed an outboard motor.

She screamed out and eventually she saw it come into view. She waved and shouted and they saw her. They headed towards her at speed and as they pulled up along side Anita clutched feverishly at the strong young arm that reached for her. He lifted her into the boat,his strong arms pulling her on board as
his friend kept the boat steady. She sat down shaking and as they put a towel around her she was able to look at them for the first time. They were both about 25 years old....one blond the other dark ...both strongly built young men.....and both naked.

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