| Girls in the nude girls non nude the advantages of living in a sleepy young village near the sea is that you have miles and miles of empty beaches to enjoy. Some months back, just before I went off to university, I was walking along the beach, enjoying the quiet and the late summer sun.
I came up to a sea wall; a huge pile of rocks stretching the whole length of the beach. It was built to stop the sea washing all the sand right along the beach. I looked up at the wall of rocks, climbing fifteen feet above me. As teens we had always been told not to climb these girls in the nude the loose rocks could slip and fall, taking you with them. But young men like to ignore danger and I started to climb up the large stones.
As I got to the top of the wall, I looked over at the next stretch of beach. The sea had pushed the sand against the wall and the drop on the far side was only two feet or so. As I climbed over, I noticed that the beach wasn't empty.
A naked woman lay on a blanket, sunbathing. She was very close to the wall, which was girls in the nude I hadn't seen her earlier. She looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties. She wasn't exactly beautiful but she did look good. Her hair was long, peroxide blond, with a hint of dark roots. She had large, ripe tits. Her body and limbs were firm and I guessed she must work out to keep her figure looking that good.
As I stared at her, my foot slipped, sending a rock clattering down the side of the wall to the sand. Her eyes flicked open and gazed about, looking to see what had disturbed her. Her eyes settled on me, perched atop the wall.
"Spying on me, young man?" she asked. There was no girls in the nude of challenge or accusation in her voice; it was a simple statement of fact. |