Clearwater Beach is not where you go for a meditative connection with the sea. You don't find calm, inner solitude. You don't hear the pelicans and sandpipers as they flitter about. You squeeze into whichever 5 sq ft patch of sand you find unoccupied and let the clouds of cannabis smoke and the sounds of Top 40, blasting from a Bluetooth speaker, crash over you.

My wife Sarah [28F] and I [30M] arrived at the beach later than we anticipated. We drove around the packed the parking lot for a few minutes before deciding to park in the back and just hike it with our beach chairs and cooler. I pulled into an empty spot and noticed movement in the car beside me. There was a phone on the dashboard and a woman slouched way down in the seat with her knees up. I stepped out of the car and could see she was completely naked and curled into a ball to hide herself from me. A horrified look on her face. My eyes widened as I realized what I was looking at and then quickly walked to the back of our SUV. I met Sarah back there as she was opening the hatch.

"I think that girl in the car beside us was masturbating" I said.

Sarah tried to subtly peak over my shoulder towards the girl. I turned back too and saw a shirt being put on. The car door opened and we both snapped our heads back to unloading the car. I could hear the girl opening and closing doors behind me. Sarah would peak over every so often. After we finished unloading, we stripped to our swim suits and started applying sunscreen. Sarah and I both like showing skin at the beach. I wear 4" inseam swim trunks that show a lot of thigh and Sarah like to spill out of her bikini top. We go through a lot of sunscreen. I turned to let Sarah put sunscreen on my back and faced towards the girl who was currently rifling through her car trunk in an oversized, vintage Olympics t-shirt. She glances over at me, gives a small embarrassed smile, and then pulls out a red bikini bottom. She steps into the bikini and pulls it up under her shirt.

"My turn" Sarah says wiping her hands on a beach towel.

I turn back around and start lotioning Sarah's shoulders and lower back. I'm feeling generous and lotion her ass cheeks too and she gives me a playful moan and I give back a playful slap.

"Hi, could I bother one of you?" says the girl behind me.

Sarah and I turn to look at her and the girl is holding up her bottle of suntan lotion.

"Could someone get my back? I'm so sorry" she says.

I look at Sarah and she holds up her clean hands.

"I just wiped them off. That's on you, lotion hands." Sarah laughs.

I turn to the girl and hold out my hand for the lotion. After handing it to me, she turns her back and takes off her oversized T-Shirt. She's not wearing a bikini top yet, but covers her breasts with her hands and looks forward. She has black, patchwork tattoos all over her arms and body. This close, I see little golden hairs and beads of sweat forming. I squirt lotion in my hands and start at her shoulders. She flinches from the cold lotion.

"Sorry" I say.

"I'll survive" she responds.

I work more lotion into her mid-back studying the various tattoos. I feel Sarah come up behind me and put her hands on my hips. Then she slide her hands to the front of my swim trunks above my waistband.

"I really like your tattoos. How many do you have?" I ask the girl facing away from me.

Sarah slides her finger tips down my waistband and I can feel her playing with my trimmed pubic hair. I feel myself getting a little hard.

"Over 30. I haven't actually counted them in a while" she responds.

I do a final squirt of lotion in my hands and apply it to her lower back sliding my finger tips under her bikini bottoms. I feel goosebumps. I also feel Sarah's hand slide down further, grip the base of my cock and give me one slow, tight stroke before pulling her hand out.

"All done" I say.

"Thanks" the girls says and without turning around puts on her bikini top.

I look back at Sarah who is deviously grinning at me. I can see her hard nipples poking through her bikini. She looks down at my penis, smiles, and then turns to finish with the beach gear. I look down at my cock. It's not pitching a tent, but there is a clear outline of the shape and head of my cock. I hear the trunk close behind me and turn around. I meet eyes with the girl again. She slowly lowers her gaze down to my shoulders and chest, then my abs and finally to my swim trunks. She is not hiding that she is checking me out. The corner of her mouth breaks a slight smile and then she turns and walks towards the beach. I watch the jiggle of her ass as she leaves.

Sarah and I comb through the beach looking for a spot to squeeze into. Canopies, chairs, sand castles, and sun bathers litter the beach. We eventually find a small area to carve out as our own with a small strip of sand in front of us for sun bathing. We set up the chairs, grab a couple drinks from the cooler and sit back to the relaxing sounds of two different songs playing over each other. Sarah and I laugh to at the absurdity of it all and when the laugh dies, I watch beads of sweat roll down her neck and between her tits. She circles a finger on the skin above her clevage for me. She drags the finger down to the edge of her bikini top, hooks a finger under, and slowly pulls the bikini top away showing me the edge of her areola before snapping it back and nodding in a direction.

"Your friend looks lost" she says.

I look in the direction she's looking. The girl from the parking lot looks like a Roomba in a hoarder's living room. Bouncing from one direction to the next. Changing paths and turning around. We laugh at the sight of her, but she eventually comes near and recognizes us. When she does, she makes a B-line towards the sand strip in front of us.

"Ughh, This beach is too crowded. I'm sorry, but do you mind if I grab this spot" She asks.

Sarah and I look at each other and shrug.

"yea, that's fine" Sarah says.

"Thank you again and I'm sorry to keep bothering you" she says.

"It's no bother. Plus, it gives him time to count all those tattoos" Sarah laughs.

"Oh he won't be able to count them all, but I do want the tally when your done. I can add the hidden ones to it later" the girl responds with a smirk.

She lays out her towels right in front me and lays down on her stomach. Her feet are inches away from mine and her head is towards the water. I have an unobstructed view of her ass. The girl slightly spreads her legs as she settles in. Sarah and I give each other a look. The girl's bikini back is a string running down her ass crack barely covering her asshole. In fact, I can see very clearly where the skin starts to darken around her anus. Beneath that, her pussy mound is only partially covered. I can make out pubic hairs that have been shaved and are starting to regrow. I feel myself getting hard again. Sarah adjusts her bikini bottoms beside me pulling the front down until her own pubic hair begins to poke out the top. She smiles at me and lays her hand on the skin of my upper thigh. We relax like that for a while just staring at the sweat bead up and roll off this girl. Sarah occasionally squeezing my inner thigh.

After 10-ish minutes, the girl pushes up off her belly and sends her ass back towards me before turning around and sitting cross legged at my feet. For a split second, her asshole was completely visible. Sarah doesn't move her hand from my thigh and I'm hoping the girl doesn't see the outline of my cock two feet in front of her face. I can't tell where she's looking due to the sun glasses she has on, so I play it cool.

"Since you're both already doing me so many favors, could I ask another?" she says.

"What's up?" I ask

"Can I put my water bottle in your cooler? It's gotten hot out here in the sun." She says

"Yea, of course. Do you want a cold water right now?" I ask

"Really, you don't mind?" She says

Sarah reaches into the cooler, grabs a water, and leans over towards the girl lower than she needs to. She knows her tits are spilling out. I grow slightly harder watching them glisten in the sun. The girl take the cold bottle of water and rubs it against her chest. She lets out a little moan and then takes a deep swig. I watch as some of the water spills down her breasts and stomach. Her nipples firm at the cold water.

"Thank you so much" she says and lays on her back.

She starts adjusting her bikini to maximize tanning potential. The front of her bikini bottom is that draw string type where you can pull it wide or make it narrow to show more pelvic area. She pulls it as narrow as it can go revealing pale skin, the edges of her trimmed pubic hair, and a small crescent moon tattoo. She lifts her head to me.

"Don't forget to count this one" she says pointing to the tattoo just outside the narrow strip of fabric concealing her most private area. She then adjust the bikini top too making narrow slits that just cover her nipples. I'm in awe at the perfect, glistening body laying at my feet. I look over at Sarah and she has one hand down her bikini touching herself and the other gripping my thigh. Her chest rising and falling heavily. I look around the crowded beach and everyone is lost in their own world. To the right and left of us, our neighbors have canopies up with tapistries hanging that block the view of them. In front of us, is one of the half dome beach tents. I'm in shock that this girl is naked in all but pussy and nipples and that my wife is masturbating beside me. Sarah bites her bottom lip at me and I feel her hand slidedown the waistband of my swim trunks. Her hand wraps around the shaft of my cocks and she starts stroking me. I look down at the beautiful girl laying at my feet. With her sun glasses on, I have no idea if her eyes are open or if she's even looking at Sarah and me.

Sarah pulls my dick out of trunks and I look around nervously. No one seems to notice. She lets go of me for a second to rub the sweat off her tits and uses that for lube as she resumes the hand job. I'm fighting back moans.

"Sarah, what are you doing?" I whisper trying to keep the girl from hearing.

She looks down at her hand under her bikini and pushes the bikini down so I can see the fingers sliding in and out of her creamy cunt.

"Cum on your chest for me, baby. Cum with me" she whispers back but not as quietly.

I look back towards the girl who still shows no awareness of what happening. I can't help but stare at the pubic tan lines and hair wet from sweat. The areola poking out the side of her bikini. I feel the pressure building and trying to hold on for as long as I can.

"I'm going to cum" I whisper to Sarah.

She nods and smiles. She angles my cock down towards the sun bathing girl. My eyes go wide. I still have time to push Sarah's hand off and change the direction. I can cover my cock with my hand. I don't do either of these things. I spread my legs wider and slide towards the edge of the chair and the pressure builds until I erupt all over this girl. I watch as the first rope arches across her belly. The second and third landing on her tits. More on her belly and pubic area covering the tattoo she pointed out. Rope after rope of cum covering this girl. I hear wet smacking sounds beside me as Sarah grunts out her orgasm. Sarah and I both painting waiting for this girl to react to the glazing of her body.

Slowly, she raises one hand and brings it to a puddle of cum in her belly button. She lifts her head to look at the strands of glue connecting her fingers then lowers her hand back to her body and works the cum shot into her skin like sun tan lotion. Smearing it over every tattoo, in her arm pits, down her bikini and into her pubic hair. She's knocking fabric aside without care. Nipples hard, pink, and circled in ink. Writhing her hips. Pussy lips bared and red and covered in cum. I hear my wife cumming again in the chair behind me. The girl sits up straight. My cum and her sweat coated body glistening uniquely in the afternoon sun. Her cheeks pink.

"Are there showers here?" the girl asks.

"Yea, I'll show you the way" My wife says standing up.

The girl rises. Her bikini unfixed from the self massage. Pussy lips visible and dripping my cum in front of my face. With my pointer finger, I wipe a drip of cum off her clit and lick it clean. I put my cock back in and stand up.

"65 Tattoos" I say walking behind the girl staring at her ass.

"You missed one." She says not turning around.