Svmgm-015 Magic Mirror Hard Boiled Summer Vacation – Bea C

Title: **S SVG-015: Bea’s Hard-Boiled Summer Vacation**

The scorching sun beat down mercilessly on the crowded beach, nothing but miles of sand, sea, and endless bikini-clad bodies as far as the eye could see. Among the throngs of beachgoers, Bea C., a voluptuous Japanese milf, lounged on her beach towel, the salty breeze caressing her smooth skin.

Bea was a voracious woman, always hungry for more – be it food, drink, or pleasure. Her curvaceous figure, litigation-worthy ass, and perky breasts were a testament to her insatiable appetites. Today, however, she was feeling particularly antsy. The usual thrill of sunbathing had lost its luster.

As she languidly took a swig of her frosty beer, her crotch started to itch with arousal. With all these sensual bodies on display, it was inevitable that Bea’s thoughts would drift to things of a more carnal nature.

Casually adjusting her sunglasses, Bea started to scan the crowd. Her gaze lingered on a group of young, strapping men playing volleyball not too far away. Their strong, tanned bodies glistened with sweat as they dove for the ball, muscles rippling.

Bea bit her lower lip, feeling her arousal grow stronger by the second. Her bikini bottom started to feel restrictive, the dampness seeping between her bikini strings. She needed relief, and she needed it fast.

With a graceful movement, Bea rose from her towel, smoothening her beach wrap. Systematically, she started to make her way towards a section of the beach that was less crowded, all the while eyeing her potential prey.

Her pulsing pussy led her to a particularly secluded spot behind a rocky cliff. Once hidden from prying eyes, Bea shed her wrap, revealing her gloriously naked body.

She leaned against a rock and began to touch herself. Her fingers were like magic on her sensitive skin, caressing every curve and dip. She cupped her heavy breasts, kneading the abundant flesh. Her nipples hardened under her touch, rising to pert peaks.

Bea leaned her head back against the rock, hips undulating. Her hand drifted lower, over her flat stomach, until her fingers brushed against her moist folds. A gasp escaped, echoing off the rocks.

Two fingers slid into her sopping cunt, pumping in and out in a forceful rhythm. She used her other hand to tease her clit, rubbing the sensitive bud mercilessly. Bea’s body writhed, her hair tousled by the wind and pleasure.

Her pleasure was rising fast, nearing the pinnacle. She needed something to send her over the edge.

With a moan, Bea reached into her beach bag. It was her well-hidden secret, a massive, realistic dildo. Whispering a chant of gratitude to whoever invented sex toys, Bea lubricated the shaft with her copious juices.

The head of the toy teased her folds before Bea plunged it into her cunt with a throaty cry. It stretched her, filled her so utterly that stars seemed to dance before her eyes. She began to fuck herself with urgency, hips bucking against the silicone shaft.

Within minutes, Bea was coming undone. Her body convulsed in a shattering orgasm, pussy clenching wildly around the toy. A scream of bliss escaped her lips.

Once the aftershocks subsided, Bea withdrawal the toy, watching bewildered as thick, creamy semen dripped from her well-abused hole. In the haze, she forgot how worked up she was, unable to place the source of the strange ejaculation.

Shrugging, Bea cleaned herself and packed up, her business done. She gave a wistful smile – maybe next time she would find a warm, virile body to sate her lusts. But for now, a peach ice cream from the nearby snack cart would have to do.

As Bea walked away from her lewd tryst, a pair of lust-filled eyes watched her leave – the eyes of one of the volleyball players from earlier. He had seen her entire ordeal, eradicated by his own masturbation. Maybe next beach trip they would play.

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