bronzed busty blondy at seasideOne of the advantages of living in a sleepy little village near the sea is that you have miles and miles of empty beaches to enjoy. Some months back, just before I went off to university, I was walking along the beach, enjoying the quiet and the late summer sun.
I came up to a sea wall; a huge pile of rocks stretching the whole length of the beach. It was built to stop the sea washing all the sand right along the beach. I looked up at the wall of rocks, climbing fifteen feet above me. As children we had always been told not to climb these walls, the loose rocks could slip and fall, taking you with them. But young men like to ignore danger and I started to climb up the large stones.
As I got to the top of the wall, I looked over at the next stretch of beach. The sea had pushed the sand against the wall and the drop on the far side was only two feet or so. As I climbed over, I noticed that the beach wasn't empty.
A naked woman lay on a blanket, sunbathing. She was very close to the wall, which was why I hadn't seen her earlier. She looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties. She was not exactly beautiful but she did look good. Her hair was long, peroxide blond, with a hint of dark roots. She had large, ripe boobs. Her body and limbs were firm and I guessed she must work out to keep her figure looking that good.
As I stared at her, my foot slipped, sending a rock clattering down the side of the wall to the sand. Her eyes flicked open and gazed about, looking to see what had disturbed her. Her eyes settled on me, perched atop the wall.
"Spying on me, young man?" she asked. There was no hint of challenge or accusation in her voice; it was a simple statement of fact. She smiled slightly and asked, "Why do not you jump down and get a closer look?"
The surprise must have shown on my face. "Come on," she urged. "There is nothing wrong with looking at a sexy body. What is the point in looking good if men ain't allowed to look at you?"
I did not need to be encouraged any more. I jumped down off the wall and walked over to her. I stopped about two feet away, my eyes taking in her ripe boobs, her slim waist and the flare of her hips, the triangle of dark hair at the top of her legs that pointed to a barely glimpsed treasure. Her skin had been bronzed by the sun and her long blond hair was fanned out around her head, making her look like some beautiful, reposing goddess to my young eyes.
She sat up and my eyes were locked on her chest, watching her tits as they flowed from round disks to full, pendulous globes. She noticed my stare and giggled.
"Never seen a naked woman before then?" she asked.
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