A special encounter

One year after I had gotten into a relationship with my married teacher, my mom took me on a 2 week vacation to her aunt in Northern Germany. By now, my tits had developed into a DD which looked enormous on my relatively slim body. In the beginning, my vacation was boring like hell. My mom would sit in the kitchen with her aunt Hilde all day in this small Eastern German village, drinking coffee and eating cake, and they would talk and talk and talk… On the third day they finally realized that this teen right here might prefer some action. Hilde gave me her bicycle. I put her address in my phone and took off, looking for a beach that, according to Hilde, was very close. After about 15 minutes I had found what I was looking for: a beautiful beach with light brown sand, some dunes with grass on top and the sea! I was so excited that, at first, I didn’t realize that nobody was wearing any clothes. When I did, I was shocked at first, because after living in the US for almost two years, I was just not expecting naked people in public! I recovered quickly from the shock, though. This was Germany, of course people here were much more liberal than at home. Plus by now I was used to showing my naked body to men, which I enjoyed mostly. I saw people packing up stuff, getting dressed and leaving. It was almost 6 p.m. I looked at the sea again, it was warm still, about 80F. I decided to go for swim. I took off my denim shorts, crop top and string and put everything next to my bike. When I looked up, I saw an older man staring at me. He was probably around 60 years old, with a bit of a belly and grey hair that was clearly starting to fade. I smiled at him, went to the water and jumped in. It was really chilly. I turned to the beach to keep an eye on my bike and saw the old man stand there. He still looked my way. I decided to give him a little show and let myself float on my back. My nipples were hard due to the cold water. I squeezed them a bit. I hoped he was enjoying the view. After about 10 minutes, I was getting cold and decided to get out. I noticed that the old man was following every step I took. Before I put on my clothes I tried to rub the water off my body. It didn’t work too well so after I had put on my clothes, my white top was wet and you could see my nipples through the fabric. Before I left, I smiled at the old man again who was clearly hard and staring at my tits. When I got home my mom was a bit upset that I was cycling with wet clothes and told me to take a towel next time. Which I did the next day. After dinner I jumped on the bike and went back to the beach. It was later than the day before, probably around 8, when I arrived at an almost empty beach. I parked my bike, took off my clothes and there he was again: my friend from yesterday, probably 5 yards away, staring at me again. I smiled again and said hi. He walked towards me and started some small talk: where was I from, what was I doing here, how long was I going to stay. I politely answered his questions while he was staring at my tits almost non-stop, then I asked if he wanted to swim. He nodded and we walked into the water. I noticed that the beach was empty now. My friend and I didn’t talk much. He just checked out my body and, just like yesterday, I couldn’t help giving him a little show by floating on my back and touching my boobs. When I was doing some breaststrokes next to him he turned towards me, put his arms under my body as if to lift me up a little. Of course it was an accident that his left hand landed exactly on my right boob. I acted like nothing was wrong and kept smiling at him. He really started massaging my tit now and squeezed my nipple. With my nipples being super sensitive I noticed that I was getting wet. I’d had my very first orgasm 3 years earlier because of intense nipple play so having my tits groped automatically sets my pussy on fire. I started moaning a bit. He pulled his arms away and pulled me more into the deep water where he put my hand on his hard cock. He started exploring my pussy with one hand while the other was playing with my tits again. “You’re a tight little slut, aren’t you?” he said while fingering me slowly. I just nodded and kept massaging his cock that actually was pretty big, slightly bigger than my teacher’s, whose cock at this point had been the biggest I’d had. (I’ll tell you about more experiences I’d had with other men during the period between my first time and this moment at the German beach in another story). Anyway, my friend suddenly took my hand and walked back to the beach with me, into the dunes. He kissed me and made me kneel in front of him and being the good girl that I was, I started doing the job. At first, he was stroking my head and calling me “a good girl”, but the hornier he got, the more aggressive he became, until he held my head tight and pushed his cock deep into my throat. The “good girl” had turned into a “teen whore”. I loved how excited he became and I was proud of my skills. He obviously didn’t want to spend his load yet because he stopped fucking my mouth and told me to lay down on his towel. Then, he sat on my belly, grabbed my tits and started fucking them. Once again he stopped before he’d come. Now, he paid attention to my pussy again. I was soaking wet by now and enjoyed his licking and fingerfucking so much that I came almost right away. That’s when he turned me around, pulled up my middle and pushed into my tight little hole. He really felt huge! “That’s a good little slut, you were made to be fucked by real men, and you love it, don’t you, you little whore.” He worked hard to get all the way in and then started fucking me hard. He grabbed my hair to pull back my upper body and groped my tits hard as well. I came again, trying not to scream, it was probably more of a squeaking sound, but my knees started shaking so I collapsed onto the ground. He turned me over, made me open my mouth again and released his big load into my mouth, onto my face and my tits. He laid down next to me to catch his breath while I started cleaning my face and tits with my finger and licking it off. After a while I got up and got dressed. When I went home I knew I’d go back to the beach every day until my vacation was over.