As I got on the the plane to go to California, I just knew that this was going to be worth taking a vacation for.
I looked out the window at the clouds and realized what a big world that we lived in.
The attendant came on the intercom saying that we were almost to our destination and to buckle up.
I smiled, being afraid of heights I stayed buckled the whole flight.
As we touched down, my stomach lept up.
I grabbed my bags and went inside the airport.
I did not have any other luggage, preferring to pack lightly.
I had what I needed, a couple of pairs of clothes and a bikini.
I went to the rental cars and saw a Mustang. I nearly jumped for joy. Mustangs were my dream car. I went to the cashier, glad that I had money saved up for this vacation and asked for the Mustang.
I filled out the paperwork and paid for it and she handed me the keys. She told me that I made a good choice.
I smiled as I got in the car and started it.
The rumble of the engine was music to my ears.
I pulled out of the airport and went to a hotel nearby and signed in, getting a room with a king sized bed.
I slept for the night and when I woke up I asked the front desk how to get to the local beach.
They told me how and I got in the Mustang and made my way there after changing into a bikini.
As soon as I got to the beach, the aroma of salt and the ocean permeated the air.
I made my way to the water barefoot. The feel of the sand running through my toes soothed my mood.
I put my feet into the water feeling that it was cool, I got out and went to sit down and watch the ocean.
Wave after wave came, disappearing into white foam as it came to the shore and went back out.
A shadow appeared over me and I turned, seeing the woman from the car rental place in a bikini over me.
Her breasts filled her top. She had to be at least a C cup.
I said hi. She looked down at me and asked me if she could join me.
I told her of course, and she sat down next to me.
I asked her, “Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?”
She said go ahead.
“Do you like women,” I asked, surprising myself with my bluntness.
Yes came the response.
“My name is Ava, by the way,” she told me.
I leaned into her kissing her lips.
Her lips were so soft and full, I could swear that I could kiss her all day but I wanted more.
I opened my mouth and so did she and our tongues met, sending an electric shock through my body.
I reached up and massaged her tits with my hands. I looked around and saw that we were alone on the beach for the moment.
I reached behind her and untied her top around her neck, unleashing her top from her breasts revealing firm tits with hard nipples.
I resumed massaging them and leaned forward and nibbled on her earlobe.
“Oh God, please,” she moaned.
I pulled her bottoms off of her, kneeling in front of her.
She automatically spread her legs.
She was shaved and I saw that she was soaking wet.
I nibbled her thigh, making her squeal in delight.
I then started to lick around her pussy lips, tasting her.
Her hips moved up, but I pushed them back down.
I held her hips as I continued licking her lips, purposely avoiding her clit.
“Please lick me, suck me, what but I need you on my clit,” she begged me.
I quickly licked her clit, making her moan.
I loved feeling her hard clit under my tongue and what I could do to her by licking it.
I brought it into my mouth and started to suck it as I moved my tongue over it.
She moaned and said, “I’m so close.”
I nibbled on her clit softly and that was enough to send her over the edge.
She screamed my name and came so hard.
I licked her juices up like a child licking ice cream that was melting.
I could not get it all, but I wanted more.
She finally stopped and I realized that a few people were on their way down to the beach. I told her and she quickly put on her bottoms and I helped her tie her top in place.
She looked at me and said, “I wish that I could return the favor.”
I gave her my cell phone number and told her that I would be here for the weekend.
She smiled and kissed me softly and said, “I will definitely call.”
Then she got up and left.
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