"Stacy wait..." I said unconvincingly. But to be honest, I was almost ascurious about what she was uncovering as she was. She pulled at my pantsand ... weakly raised my hips to allow them to slide off. Figuring I mightas well face the music. As she did, the bright pink satin of my pantiescame into view. I looked down and saw them sitting there on my hips.Completely flat against my crotch in a perfect triangle. I stared indisbelief. I did not think it was possible. Even up till this point. I started walking by the sea and saw that he got up and with the beach towel in his hand he headed for the dunes walking in the same direction as me, a few meters after leaving the boyfriend's edge I took off my t-shirt and continued walking even more excited because I felt watched and knew I was going to be fucked soon.A few meters ahead in a practically deserted area, I then went to the dunes where I was already waiting with the towel spread on the sand and standing the man who will eat me.. He asked Master to turn the egg up, sending me wild,groaning, straining and sucking his cock hard.Finally he put hismouth onto my pussy and licked it hard. I arched my back, his cock deep in mymouth I was ready to explode as he flicked my clit with his tongue.He was fucking mymouth hard, moving his fingers from my pussy to my arse, his mouth from my clitto my pussy when the orgasm hit me. Straining hard I groaned and growled,stretching the bindings tightly on the bed. He flicked the egg outof. A short story featuring my usual niche subject - rainwearA young man left alone for a day explores the spare room and a box of oldclothes, the results of which are catastrophic or entrancing depending onyour point of viewJohn was rooting round in the spare room when he came across a box of oldclothes. They must have belonged to his grandma and forgotten when shepassed away. In a desultory way he looked through the contents amused bythe unfashionable garments and faintly disgusted when a few.