Chapter 4: Enjoying masturbarion
She couldn't help but feel the heat between her legs
, the moisture gathering there. And she knew what she needed to do to relieve it.
Karen's fingers trailed slowly down her stomach and under the edge of her bikini bottoms. She let out a low moan as she felt the wetness between her legs. She began to massage her clit in slow, circular motions, building the tension slowly. She imagined it was Jake, the young man she met at the convenience store last night. He was tall, muscular, and had these piercing green eyes that made her melt.
He was nothing like Tom, her husband, who was balding and had a beer belly.
Karen imagined Jake's hands on her, his fingers inside her, as she rubbed her clit faster. She bit her lower lip to prevent herself from crying out. The thought of him fucking her hard from behind, his balls slapping against her ass, turned her on even more.
She slipped a finger inside her pussy, imagining it was Jake's cock. She began fucking herself, her breasts bouncing with each thrust.
But she soon realized it was too apparent what she was doing. A family had set up their blanket a few feet away from her, the man lying down with a suspicious expression on his face. Karen removed her fingers from her bikini bottoms and sat up, trying to act natural. But the heat in her cheeks and the dampness in her bikini were proof of what she had just done.
She glanced around, looking for Jake. She could still feel the need clawing at her from the inside. She spotted him a few feet away, buying drinks from a vendor.
For a better position and that it wasn´t so apparent what she was doing she lay herself on her stomach.
Karen felt a bead of sweat trickle down her back as she lay there, still buzzing with excitement from her earlier encounter. She glanced at Jake again from under her sunglasses, watching as he sipped on his drink, his eyes scanning the beach.
She let out a sigh, her body still craving the release she had come so close to just moments ago. She couldn't help but feel a little brazen, knowing what she had done and where she was doing it. It was risky, but it was also thrilling.
Karen felt her heartbeat quicken as she watched Jake, the tension between her legs building once again. She imagined what it would be like if he was lying beside her, their bodies entwined as they made passionate love under the hot sun.
She slid her hand under her hips to reach her pussy again as she laid on her stomach her bum covered by her towel.
She let out a low moan as she felt the wetness between her legs, the throbbing of her clit. Her heart started racing as her fingers dipped beneath the waistband of her bikini bottoms, her breaths growing shallow.
Fuck, she was soaked. She didn't need to look down to know what she would see. She started tentatively toying with herself, her index finger swirling around her sensitive nub in a slow and irregular pattern, as she tried her best to focus on not attracting attention and that she didn't look suspicious.
Her other hand, under her belly, found the waistband of her bikini bottoms and slid them down, just slightly but enough to gain her better access.
Oh, fuck, Karen thought. I can't believe I am doing this here. But the thrill had already ignited her lust, and she found it next to impossible to stop now. She couldn't see Jake anymore, but she imagined him watching her from somewhere, his eyes drinking in her nakedness, fueling her fantasies with his leering gaze.
It didn't matter that she couldn't see him, his presence was enough to push her towards the edge of her limits.
She began touching herself more boldly, sliding two fingers inside herself, and slowly pumping them in and out.
She moaned softly, feeling a blush creep up her neck as she tried her best to muffle her pleasure. She knew she could get in trouble for what she was doing, but fuck, it felt so good. Her clit throbbed with an aching need, as her fingers drew lazy circles around it.
Karen couldn't believe she was doing this, but she couldn't stop herself. She was too far gone, the raw desire pulsing through her veins.
She eased her fingers down to her pussy, which was dripping wet. Parting her swollen lips, she slipped two fingers inside her slick hole. She moaned softly, unable to contain her pleasure. Her entire body trembled with the sheer force of her arousal.
Karen imagined Jake behind her, his strong hands gripping her hips as he plunged his cock deep inside her wanting cunt.
She slipped a third finger inside herself and began to pump them in and out at a steady, almost brutal pace. Her moans grew louder, more urgent, and she bit down on her lower lip to keep from drawing unwanted attention.
She saw a few people glancing their way, but they quickly cast their gazes elsewhere, having mistaken her lust-filled moans as sighs of pleasure from sunbathing. She smirked beneath her sunglasses, relishing the thrill of being caught.
Her entire body was trembling with need, every nerve ending firing as her orgasm neared. She slid her fingers out of her slick pussy and began rubbing her clit in slow, deliberate circles.
Karen glanced around making sure that nobody suspected what was happening.
The beach was bustling with people, all preoccupied with their own fun. Some were building sandcastles while others swam and splashed around in the water. But nobody paid Karen any attention. She had always been good at blending in, and today was no exception.
She moved her hand faster, making sure to match the rhythm of her racing heart. She closed her eyes and allowed her imagination to take over. Jake was behind her, his muscular body pressed up against hers. She could feel the weight of his erect cock between her ass cheeks, waiting to plunge into her slick pussy.
Jake's hand snaked around her body and started to toy with her aching clit in time with her own ministrations.
She slid her fingers inside her pussy, coating them in her slick wetness before returning to her clit. Jake's ghostly fingers joined hers, urging her to move faster, harder.
Fuck, it felt so good. Karen's hips bucked off the towel as she chased her orgasm. Jake's lips pressed against her ear, his stubble scratching against her skin. She could feel his breath hot and heavy against her neck, sending shivers down her spine.
"That's it, Karen. Come for me, baby," he whispered.
Karen couldn't hold back any longer. Her orgasm tore through her like a tidal wave, leaving her gasping for air. Her body shook and trembled with the sheer force of her climax. She felt Jake's hands on her hips, holding her steady as she rode out the waves of pleasure. She knew it was only imagination but it felt so real.
When she finally came down from her high, she lay there, spent and sated. She was too embarrassed, too ashamed of what she had just done.
Her mind was reeling, trying to process what had happened in the last 20 minutes. She had never been so bold, so daring before. It was like an out-of-body experience, watching herself pleasure herself on a crowded beach, knowing full well that any moment someone could catch her.
But she hadn't been caught. No one was any wiser to her illicit act, save for the man she had been fantasizing about. Jake. The stranger she had just met last night at the convenience store. And that made it worse.
The taboo of it all. Fantasizing about a stranger, a man she barely knew, and doing it in such a public setting. Her cheeks grew even hotter at the thought. She glanced around again, but still no one seemed to have noticed. Maybe she could get away with it. Just this once.
She slipped her hand back under her towel and let out a soft gasp as her fingers brushed against her sensitive clit. She was still swollen and wet from her earlier orgasm, but the need was still there, gnawing at her from the inside.
Karen couldn't resist the urge to touch herself again.
She hasn't masturbated for years now. With Tom, she didn't have the freedom to
explore her own sexuality, but now that she had tasted the sweet release of solitary pleasure, she wanted more. And she wanted it fast.
Karen looked around the beach again, making sure that she was still incognito. The family that was near her before had moved further down the shore, and Jake was nowhere in sight. She let out a sigh of relief, and at the same time, disappointment.
She missed the feeling of his ghostly hands on her, guiding her through her orgasm. Karen knew she could never have him, so her imagination would have to suffice.
She slipped her fingers under her bikini bottoms again, feeling the wetness coat her fingertips as she drew lazy circles around her clit. She imagined it was Jake who was touching her, his rough fingers manipulating her sensitive bud as he watched her withhunger in his green eyes.
"Fuck, Karen, you're so wet," he whispered in her ear. "I need to taste you."
Karen bit her lip as Jake's ghostly tongue trailed down the nape of her neck, leaving goosebumps in its wake.
"Please, Jake," she begged, her voice barely audible. "Fuck me."
Jake didn't need any further encouraging. He hooked his fingers inside the waistband of her bikini bottoms and tugged them down her legs, leaving her bare and exposed on the beach towel.
Karen felt a rush of excitement as she exposed herself in broad daylight, aware of the fact that anyone could see her if they just so happened to look over. It was thrilling, knowing how forbidden it was to make love in such a public place, but Karen couldn't help herself.
She had been craving the feel of a man's touch for so long, Tom's indifference had taken its toll on her.
Karen's body ached for release, and she was willing to take the risk just to have that emptiness inside her filled.
"Mom!
Are you coming?" Karen heard her daughter, Sarah's voice. She quickly sat up and blushed, hoping that no one had seen what she was doing.
"Coming, honey! Just give me a minute," Karen called back, trying to compose herself.
She glanced around the beach once more, but Jake was still nowhere to be found. She let out a sigh of disappointment as she realized that she wouldn't get to feel the thrill of his ghostly touch again.
Karen stood up and adjusted her bikini bottoms, feeling self-conscious about her wetness.
She picked up her beach bag, glancing around one last time before heading towards the ocean to meet her family.
She waded into the water, feeling the cool waves wash over her bare feet. Sarah and Jamie were already playing in the shallow waters, their laughter ringing through the air. Karen's heart swelled with love for her children, but she couldn't shake off the desire that still simmered beneath the surface.