1. Riviera Rave Sex Vacation (Part 1)


    Date: 4/16/2016, Categories: Group Sex, Author: Lisaberich, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    shoulder-length, thin, blond hair was bleached by the sun with a pink dyed streak underneath. She had thick, black eyeliner on her lids, but soft pink lip gloss on her mouth and a small diamond nose ring. Her name was Karine. She sat on the edge of Tom's lounge chair and spoke to us in French until my highschool French didn't hold up any more and she figured out we were American. "You are brave to go topless," she said. "Most American women on these beaches don't." "Really?" I asked. "I'd think they'd welcome the chance - we don't have much of this back home." "No, they stare and giggle, but most women still won't do. Is sad. Bodies are beautiful and made for the beach and water," she replied. "I couldn't agree more," Tom said and gestured down my nearly naked body. I waved him away a little. He went back to peeking at her rather exposed breasts through the deep arm hole of her tank. "No, he is right. You are beautiful. I'm glad you are showing your body," she said, and then catching him gazing at her, said to Tom, "And, you look like a regular Frenchman," referring to his tight swimwear. Glancing down, she raised her eyebrows with a smile and said, "Well, maybe better than average?" and gave the waistband of his suit a little snap. We all laughed and chatted some more. "Have you been to swimming?" she asked. "A little," I replied. "Not together. Not sure about leaving our stuff on the chairs while we are in the water." "Ah yes, but this is not good swimming here. The beach ...
    is rocky and there are too many childrens to have any real fun," she said. "There is a place my friends and I go in the hills. There is a small...how do you say? Running of water?" "A waterfall?" I asked. "Oui, oui - a petite waterfall and very clear water. It is in the forest, no one around. We could swim naked there. Everything would be safe. Would you like to going? I can take you." Properly cautious but completely tempted, we left anything truly valuable on the yacht, and met up with Karine later that afternoon. She took us up into the hills to this lovely little waterfall - not a big thing like Hawaii, but really remote and with a clear pool of water that continued down a little rocky river afterwards. Karine stood on a large flat rock and pulled off her tank top and pushed down her shorts. That was all there was to her outfit. Her body was petite, but long and lithe. She was very thin and her triangular, pointy b-cups that had looked enticing before as her nipples tried to pierce through her tank top now hung perfectly on her small naked frame. My eyes ran down her body to the small patch of trimmed bush she had just above bare and prominent outer labia. "What do you think?" she asked, "beautiful, non?" She meant the river. "Yes, very!" I didn't. Karine jumped in the still water with a little scream. I was only wearing a wrap and the same bikini bottoms so they disappeared in no time and I jumped in as Tom peeled down his Daniel Craigs and followed me in. The water was ...
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