Mid afternoon beach bonk

I was living on the South coast of NSW at a caravan park on the beach with some friends, including my boyfriend.  Because there were always people around, my boyfriend and I weren't getting much time to ourselves.  Whenever we went for a walk someone would come along, or see us as we walked and come and join us.  We'd occasionally have a flirtive grope.  One Sunday we had been to the pub for lunch and had a couple of drinks.  We decided we'd keep walking until noone was in sight.  As we walked we kissed and caressed one another and we stopped from time to time so we could embrace fully.  Each time we stopped I could feel his excitement growing and he could tell I was getting aroused because my nipples were erect.
We had been walking for awhile, both of growing increasingly eager to fulfil our desire for the other.  It seemed as though we would never find a place totally free of people in the popular camping spot.  We did find some dunes and we headed towards them, hopeful there would be nobody lying among them. We were lucky and we dropped to the sand,  our bodies pressed together, our tongues tangled.  He removed my bather top and started licking and sucking my breasts.  The feel of the air on my skin heightened my arousal.  I found his cock and drew it from his boardshorts and stroked it. Meanwhile his mouth was exploring my belly and then, much to my surprise, he drew my swim shorts down and tossed them to one side, spread open my legs and buried his tongue in my vagina.  He cruised my clit, teasing me unmercifully and then licked the juices his ministrations were creating.  He inserted a couple of fingers into my vagina and thrust them in and out while licking me. It felt devine, especially when he stopped for a breath and the cool breeze touched my heated fanny. 

  Nearby I could hear people talking and I got a little tense, but H totally ignored them.  He kicked of his board shorts and then kneeling over me, entered me.  His cock felt heavenly inside me and I became lost to the pleasure.  At one point while he was moving in and out of me I felt a shadow and looked up to see a young man  I had met on the beach a couple of times, watching us. He had his hand on his cock.  I felt both apprehensive and excited by knowing we had been seen but didn't think much about it as I was really quite lost in the whole experience of warm sun overhead, cool sand beneath me, H's weight shifting and his deliciously engorged cock moving in and out of me and my body rising and falling to match his movements until we reached orgasm, almost simultaneously.

The young man never said anything about that day but one day after H and I had ended our relationship, he finger fucked me to orgasm as I was laying sun-baking. . . . . but that's another story!