Svetlana sprawled on the bedspread, bent, bulging pubis. From the path only he is visible, and her dark brown nipples resemble two overripe cherries. Her backpack is near, in the grass near the beach mat. The woman is hot, sweat accumulates in the navel hollow, flows down rare paths along the neck. It is all in its droplets, as if it just came out of the water, but it is not. Not only from sweat it is wet. It flows, the vagina shines. Svetlana, the only naked woman on a wild beach. She is surrounded only by men and old men. Not a single woman around, not a single pair.

Early in the morning the glade was completely deserted. But the girl did not sunbathe for long alone. Less than an hour, as the neighborhood was filled with males, a certain direction, seeking, like her, single women. And now, more than a dozen men attracted by strawberries hung around to her.
“Well, we gathered, so we gathered, what do I need? In the end. This is a nudist beach, where are they still to gather, if not here. Why are they afraid of me, let them look, they won't lose anything from me. ” Light rather like them here than vice versa. She loves her body and does not hesitate to demonstrate it. Her thoughts are here, she is interested to observe the behavior of the voyeurs. And their immodest looks excite her. This forced immobility, this sensation of accessible prohibition, excites her even more. But men keep their distance, do not pester, and she is not particularly worried about what they think about her. Just lying bored, tired of the book ...
She wants to gossip a little, demonstrate, so to speak, all that she has and see what impression this will make ... She recalls her last visit to the geneticologist and a pleasant shiver runs through her body.
“All the same, a very interesting man, this Sergey Sergeevich ... But as he reverently examined me, it seems that even his hands were shaking. I wonder how old he is? I'll have to make an appointment with him this week. ”
But these thoughts go away, she returns to reality. Here she is alone and she is the center of attention.

While Svetlana keeps herself decently, she suppresses a sudden whim, but for now ...
" Why not. No one here knows me, and if he does, then what of it. This hour of inaction is depressing. What is the use of simple contemplation? It's boring, I want to drive, flow of emotions, intrigue ...
What is it with me? Head baked or what? After all, what desires awake suddenly ... "- she pulls herself.
In the crotch just burns, you need to do something, somehow relieve tension. But men are not as harmless as it seemed at first. Someone is already frankly jerking off, someone is walking around with an erection who is just looking. She does not know how to react, and decides to “ignore” these excesses.
To lie still for an hour under the scorching rays of the sun is a feat. Light rises. The men hastily look away. She is funny, she knows that a second ago they were all grazing eyes in her crotch. To her right, a man with tattoos on both shoulders clearly does not belong to this strange group of "observers." She trusts him to look after things.

The girl enters the water slowly, enjoying each step, until the river reaches the nipples, and dives. Having made several sweeping energetic movements with his hands, he sails from the coast. The water is warm, the body is not cool, but still it is nice. With gentle trickles, she glides along her body, closing in small whirlpools far behind him, and freezes, as if there was no one here even a moment ago. Three minutes is enough for a girl to swim, wash away the unbearable heat and heat.
Sparking drops in the reflections of a thousand suns, Svetik goes ashore. She lies on her stomach. Now Sveta has a plan, the first plan for this day ... She will try to do now the forbidden thing ...She covers her face with a T-shirt from the sun. Svetik sunbathes like that until the heat and wind leave a drop on her velvety, dark brown skin.
A woman, napping, or desiring a look. Bends the leg at the knee, freezes ... Now the review to her charms is fully open, which is what the blonde is seeking. She's excited, she turns it on.
But this is only part of her idea: now she runs her hand under her stomach and reaches out with her fingers to the entrance to the vagina. Fingers, parted lips, together with his hand back.

The effect it expects is not immediately apparent. But her trick succeeds, and soon everyone notices this. "Men" are fussing, getting closer and closer, the degree of their excitement is increasing.
It seems a woman is sleeping or slumbering. From under the shirt she can see everything clearly, Sveta is watching the observers. She is excited, she flows. What flour lie still, pretend to sleep.
She is holding herself back. It seems to her that if you only touch the tip of your clitoris, an inevitable orgasm will blow her up from the inside. Many people notice her excitement. She can no longer cope with herself: her toes are clenched and unclenched, her muscles are tense, her breath is intermittent, her fists are clenched. She longs for sex. But in the midday heat of the summer day in August, in front of everyone ... she is ashamed, she tries to hide her true feelings.
Time stops, the breeze does not blow, the chirping of birds ceases, even annoying flies and wasps disappear somewhere. The girl hears only his own breath, but sounds shuffling through the grass of steps.

But not so good. Svetik feels this even a minute before the event. Inexplicable excitement, mixed with fear, covers her. At that very moment, she feels like someone big covers the sun with her shadow.
She raises her head. Above her, squatting, an unshaven man of Caucasian appearance hangs, all covered with thick blue-black hair, like a primate from the zoo. But the first thing that catches her eye is a huge phallus with a bloated crimson head that almost touches her nose. The stranger says something with an accent, but she does not listen, she is a little scared. The girl turns away and again covers her head with a shirt. She wants to be left alone. But this person is not so easy to get rid of. He steals up from the other side, without stopping to mumble something. The sharp unpleasant smell of a member finally breaks the relaxed atmosphere reigning here. Sveta turns away and defiantly wraps herself in a towel. Only now having understood that he is openly ignored, the stranger rises, and, in impudent, starts to masturbate directly above the girl. To tolerate all this rudeness she does not want.

The end of the day is spoiled by this freak. Men just stand and look at this scene, doing nothing. It infuriates her even more. The young woman is not going to ask for help, nor be rude to this impudent person. She no longer needs anything, all the desire to stay here instantly disappears. Even without a swim, she picks up things, and without dressing, with a backpack on her shoulder, quickly leaves ... After a moment, her delicious tanned ass is already hidden behind bushes.

WILD BEACH. UNLESSED DESIRE. •• Chapter I ••

“It’s been a good day, but it’s not over very much ... It will have to be repeated, and more than once. I did not expect such a breakthrough from myself. Here you just want to fuck, very much! But after all, the living member was near, where did you look, what did you want? ” - the blond reproves herself.
"Rather, get to the house, and in the shower ...", - with these thoughts Svetlana walks barefoot along the path, the memories of the past day haunt her. The warm breeze pleasantly cools the wet little hole, blowing under a short bell skirt. This is also an asphalt road, it is much more convenient to walk on it ... The girl decides not to wear shoes here either. She scrolls past moments again and again. Crazy thoughts swell from crazy thoughts. Light feels like it is increasing, becoming wet at the bottom. She wants passers-by to know that she goes without panties.But the skirt, although short, reliably hides its charms.
"What if... ?" - she awkwardly, theatrically throws up her hand like she is ...