Sexy Fun Times/Laid/Beach/Nudist
As you walk toward the nudist beach you notice that people are wearing less and less. At first, it's just a few topless girls, stretched out on towels getting rid of their tan lines. Then you become aware that virtually all the younger kids, and there are quite a few, are totally naked.
There is no definite line between nude and non nude, but the further you go, the less people are wearing. Someone has set up a volleyball net and half a dozen teenagers, three boys and three girls are all naked. Although you are more interested in the girls, with their perky young tits, you can't help looking at the cocks on show as well.
It's about time that you stripped off, so you peel your T-shirt over your head, step out of your shorts and pack them in your bag. No one seems to take any notice although you think that one of the volleyball girls might have given you more than a glance. You don't have an erection, but there is certainly something going on down there, so you head towards the beach cafe and order a coffee. There are a few tables and chairs around. At one, there are two older men playing chess and at another there is a young couple with two small children, both girls. A little further away there is a young woman with a baby sucking on her breast. Everyone is naked.
"Lift me up mister."
A little girl, maybe five years old, is poking your knee. You look around and then reach down, get your hand under her arms and lift her onto the stool beside you. The old man behind the counter (thankfully wearing shorts) says, "Hi Princess, ice cream is it?"
"Yes please," she says, politely and she puts a handful of coins onto the counter.
She turns to you, swiveling on her seat. "What's your name?"
You tell her and she says, "I'm Poppy."
You hold out your hand and she carefully transfers her cornet from one hand to the other so that she can shake yours. "I'm very pleased to meet you, Princess Poppy" you say.
She giggles and looks down. "I can see that," she says.
"Sorry, I'm not used to being naked with so many pretty girls around."
"Lift me down,” she demands.
You do as she asks and she stands there, feet slightly apart, licking her ice cream and looking up at you. "Are you with your Mummy and Daddy?"
"Mummy's there with the baby," she says, pointing. She catches hold of your hand. "Come on." She leads you over to her mother's table and introduces you.
"Karen, she says. "I hope she's not being a bother."
You sit on the chair opposite. "Can I sit on your lap," Poppy asks.
"This is awkward," you think, and look around. The two old men playing chess are concentrating on their game. Poppy puts her arms up to be lifted and it seems mean not to. You lift her up, siting on your lap facing her mother and she immediately spread her legs apart and wriggles about to get comfortable.
“Do you think I’m pretty,” she says.
You look across at Karen who grins sympathetically. "Prettiest girl on the beach" you reply.
“Prettier than Mummy,” she asks. Her mother, who has finished feeding the baby and has her face down on her lap grind at you, waiting to see what You’d say. She is blonde like her daughter and looks to be about the same age as you. The sun has given her freckles and I think she looks pretty cute. Her swollen breasts with their big brown nipples droop down.
You gulp. “Well, you’re a little girl and Mummy’s a grown-up, so it’s not a fair comparison,” I said. “I think Mummy is pretty too, but she isn’t a princess like you.”
“I hope she’s not bothering you,” Karen says again. If she could see your stiff cock sticking up behind her daughter’s back, she wouldn’t need to ask that question. The ice cream is melting and running down Poppy’s arm and Karen takes it off her. She licks around the outside of the cornet and then dips a finger in and turns the baby over so she can suck it off.
As Poppy takes the cornet back, a small blob of ice cream falls off into her lap making her squeal. She puts her hand between her legs to scoop it up, but only succeeds in spreading it around. A pair of teenagers chooses that moment to walk past and they laugh at the sight of the the little girl who seems to be masturbating on my lap. The boy whispers something in his girlfriend’s ear and she slaps him, but not very hard.
On the other side of the table, Karen is slathering the baby with factor 50. She does her face and then her back, before turning her over to do her legs and then her belly and between her legs. When she has finished, she passes it over to Poppy, who has finished her ice cream. The baby's hand goes straight down between her legs to stroke her slippery little kitty.
Without taking her eyes off me, Karen spreads the baby’s legs apart and starts rubbing her finger between the baby's legs. I couldn’t take my eyes off them, even when Poppy caught hold of my hand and put it down between her legs. “I’m all squishy. You gotta rub it,” she says with a little giggle. It is certainly slippery down there, probably due to the ice cream, and almost on their own volition, your fingers are sliding between her lips.
The baby is gurgling and blowing bubbles, clearly enjoying the sensation she's getting from her mother’s fingers. Your cock is bursting but you don't know how far you dare go, so just concentrate on giving Poppy pleasure. You have no idea that girls that young can climax, but climax she does, her whole body tensing up and her vagina clamping down on your finger which seems to have slipped inside. You sit still until it's over and she relaxes again. She turns her head to look up at me and smiles. Your finger comes out with a little plop and you suck it clean as she wriggles around, gets her feet and stands up with her arms around your neck to offer her ice cream smeared face for a kiss.