The night is warm and the sky full of stars. The dinner with Alan at the restaurant just in front of the sea is very romantic. I met Alan a week ago and my heart and skin are now deeply tattooed with his passionate Mediterranean burning love. Each gaze or word that escapes from him is a hot lava bullet that hits each sensual fibre of my offered body, of my conquered soul. He knows the power of his eyes, the power of his deep and sensual voice and the power of his love. He knows how to play with his hands and mouth on my all curved body instrument and the music he plays tonight is a great love and erotic symphony that awakens all of my senses. Surrounded by the wave's sound and the holiday's fragrance while in front of this gorgeous sensual and feline man, along with sweet wine, the magic of love, burning desire… and you will understand that I am in paradise.

Today at the beach, he asked me to remove my top. The beach was crowded and not a single woman was topless. I could not accept it… but Alan insisted so kindly, asking me to do it for love of him, to show him that he was more important than the other bathers' gazes and opinions, that I should not hide my perfect breasts but rather be proud to show them in full view to all and… and… and… I did it.

At the beginning I could not avoid to hide my ample breasts with my hands or by lying on my belly. I felt completely naked, as if all men around us were only looking at me… and indeed, they were. Later, I began to act more naturally, and Alan stood up and asked me to swim with him… topless. I hesitated but finally I stood up, my breasts hidden with my palms. But that clever guy asked me to give him my hand and walk with him, hand in hand, towards the sea. I blushed deeply and boldly decided to let my breasts sway freely in front of all.

I have to say that my breasts have always attracted men, round, ample and firm, perfects breasts with rosy nipples. Alan was so proud to walk among these men with me, to show them he was the owner of such a beautiful female. I was also proud to be HIS as he is so gorgeous and I began to walk more sensually, my hips rolling in harmony with the sway of my breasts. What a show! The pressure of Alan's hand in mine told me how pleased he was.

Like a goddess among her male beach worshippers, I went into the water with Alan and we swam. But just some minutes later, the desire, the lust created because of my breasts exhibition, was too strong and we melted in a passionate embrace. Then, Alan took off my swimming trunks and, as aroused as he, as wet as his sex was hard, unable to say no, only able to beg him to take me, I opened wide my thighs to let him plunge his erect penis deeply into me. We made love in front of all the people on the beach, no one could see anything as just our shoulders were outside the water but anyone could guess that our embrace was too passionate to be merely a kiss…
 
Making love in public aroused me a lot. My climax was huge and I am grateful Alan sealed his mouth on mine to muffle my moans of ecstasy.

Before leaving the water I asked Alan to give me back my swimsuit trunks but he told me that I did not need them, that he wanted me to give a show on the beach. I begged him tenderly to give me back my swimsuit and at last he gave it back but… only allowing me to hold it in front of my pussy, without wearing it...

There was a huge silence on the beach when we left the water. Alan was holding my hand, so I could only hide my pussy with my swimsuit trunks with the other one. I was probably brick red but no one was looking at my face. I could feel the burning gazes on my breasts and buttocks, as I could not look at people, only fixating on the sand at my feet while walking, so embarrassed. Alan's warm hand and strength comforted me because otherwise I would have run back to the sea with the speed of a comet to hide my nakedness.

I felt protected by him but also so exposed at the same time. His smile and his tender words of admiration and love did the rest and only then I began to breathe again, to relax and dared to look at the bathers. Males were smiling me but most of women's gazes were aggressive, except from the youngest ones.

I was happy to dry my body with my towel, hiding it at least from the men's eyes. But Alan had other plans and he as soon as I was dried, he spread out my beach towel on the sand and asked me to sun with him without hiding my body. At the beginning I was cuddling against his body to hide at least my breasts and pussy and after I was mostly lying on my belly. But in any position, Alan's hands were always caressing me, spreading the sun cream, massaging, pressing, touching… This was so embarrassing and so erotic at the same time. I must admit that an hour or two later it was easier; people were not looking at me as intensively as before and, little by little, being fully naked on the beach began to be more… normal as I felt so well under the sun, purring under Alan's hands and kisses.

If men's eyes were still glued on my nude body, I could also see that most of women's were glued on Alan's hard erect sex showing through his swimsuit trunks as the head of his penis was showing outside of it most of the time. But Alan visibly did not care and on the contrary was pleased to have this female audience. This is also probably why I began to act more boldly, not hiding my body anymore to avoid any other woman to steal my man.

We have remained on the beach until sunset. Only two young couples were still on the beach with us in twilight. Alan's caresses began to be more patently obvious. While in the afternoon he dared not to touch my breasts or pussy, now it was only sexual caresses. I began to moan under his expert fingers. The two couples were looking at us but more interested than shocked, and quickly they both began to tease sexually each other.

One girl took off her top, followed by the other one. Some minutes later we were all naked and Alan's sex was buried deeply and powerfully inside my fully offered pussy while waves of ecstasy were overwhelming me. We came together shamelessly in front of the two other couples. The night was now deep and we could not see clearly the other couples but I could hear their moans of pleasure.

This was the first time I had made love in public and I must admit, even if still embarrassed just at the thought of it, that I loved it. Alan was as happy as me and when we left the beach, I was wearing just my dress without underwear.

Thinking again of what we did together this afternoon, facing Alan in this romantic restaurant, I can still feel his hands on my breasts, his sex deep inside me, his hands kneading my body. My nipples are hard and erect, showing through my dress's thin silk material and Alan looks at me as if he would like to take me again, right now.

The waiter has just left us and to thanks Alan, I slowly lower my dress's shoulder strap to expose my right breast. Alan smiles in awe. But I cover it again as a lonely old woman, sitting at the next table, has seen my erotic display. I blush.

"Excuse me, I thought… you were looking the other way."

But she smiles me:

"Don't apologize; I would like to have your age and passion to be able to do the same. Do all you want, dear."

Perhaps she has done that herself with her husband or lover…

We are in a secluded corner of the restaurant's terrace, facing the sea, our table just lit with candlelit. I smile her back and let my both straps slide down to uncover my both breasts. Alcohol, love, desire… the remembrance of my nude display on the beach and our lovemaking in public has freed my mind and vanquished all of my inhibitions. I feel so hot, I feel so desirable, I feel so female. I can see that Alan is melting in front of me while the old woman just adds: "Your breasts are beautiful."

I blush, smile her back and tantalizing, I cup them and ask Alan:

"Do you agree with the Lady?"

"Oh, yes Judy, they are great and you are great too. Oh, beware, the waiter is coming back."

"And so? What's the problem? Would you like me to hide those breasts you love so much just because of the waiter?"

Alan smiles, delighted to see how daring I have become.

"You are right, show them proudly, they deserve it and you know how much I love to show you naked in public."

The waiter is now facing us. He takes his time to serve the dinner, smiling, joking... looking. I feel so hot and horny, I feel so wet too with no panties to stop the juices flowing freely between my thighs. I discreetly dry my drenched pussy under the tablecloth with my napkin.

We eat in silence, my breasts still in full view as a courtesan of old times. My nipples are so hard and my pussy is so wet that if Alan would ask to make love to me right now on that table, I would accept it. Our eyes are burning with desire, with passion, with lust.

The food was delicious, the wine wonderful, and I feel more and more horny. The waiter is back with a little bottle and two coloured glasses.

"May I offer you our local liquor, it's named "Lady Rose", a tribute to your beautiful… rosy nipples."

I blush under the bold compliment. He blushes too.

We are alone now, the lady is gone, as the waiter. I pour a drop of liquor on each of my nipples and ask Alan to lick them. He bends over the table and I shiver under his tongue's licks on my hard erect nipples.

Alan sits back and, checking if we are still alone, he opens his pants and pours a drop of liquor on the head of his engorged sex. I kneel in front of him and lick it, then take his penis's head in my mouth and I suck it gently while he fondles my bare breasts. Oh this is so erotic, so arousing…

After these sexy liquor licks and drinks we walk sensually side by side to the car and Alan, as a gentleman, opens me the passenger's car door, bending:

"My Lady Rose, please…"

But I don't want to go back to the hotel, not now, not like this. I am too aroused, too hot. I need more, I want more, I want this night to be… special, as special of our day. All that happened today has been so erotic, so intense that I cannot imagine ending our sexual games here.

I face Alan, still handing me the door, and slowly, very slowly, I begin to slide up my dress… along my legs, my thighs, my hips, showing him my pussy, my belly, my breasts until I take off the dress completely and throw it on the back seat. Alan is breathless and ready to take me against the car, but that's not what I am looking for.

"What about a little walk through the streets, Alan?"

With a bright and beautiful smile followed by a huge bulge showing through his pants, he takes my hand and we begin to walk together in the warm night.

I can see his eyes running along my body, admiring my swaying breasts, I feel so female, I feel so offered, so fully exposed in the night, exposed to his eyes, to anybody eyes, offered to his desires, to his passion and lust.

Walking naked hand in hand with a clothed man is very erotic. I feel so much HIS that way, fully HIS, fully open.

Somebody is coming. It is two women, speaking and laughing together, they have not seen us yet. They look at me with surprise; I take Alan in my arms and sensually press my body along his.

They don't say a word and walk past us, turning their head back from time to time. Not to disappoint them, Alan fondles my breasts and caresses my pussy hair in full view. We laugh together.

But I want to do more, I want to tease Alan to extreme, I want to show him how daring I can be for him.

There is a little shop still open at the corner of the street.

"Please Alan, give me some money and stay here while I walk into the shop. Just watch in silence. Don't come in yourself."

Alan looks at me, puzzled.

It's a little shop with newspapers, tobacco and so on. A young guy is half asleep behind the counter. I say hello. He smiles at me. He looks at my naked body with desire, with lust in the eyes.

"What can I… do, for you?"

"I would like a packet of theses cigarettes, please."

He gives me the cigarettes and I pay him. I open the packet and sensually put a cigarette between my opened lips.

"Have you some fire, please."

"Oh yes a lot, dear, you cannot imagine!"

He turns around the counter and faces me. Without asking he puts his hands on my buttocks and squeezes my body against his, trying to kiss me at the same time. I push him back kindly and tell him, smiling:

"Please don't, I just want… normal fire."

But he doesn't care and he begins to fondle my breasts. My show for Alan is ruined, that's not at all what I was expecting. I slap him and run out off the shop with the guy running behind me.

Alan is in front of us; I cuddle in his arms, asking him to protect me.

The guy stops, Alan is a big guy, slender and muscular, very impressive and the guy understands immediately that he has no chance to try to challenge him.

I am scared and aroused at the same time. Alan smiles and, in the front of the guy, he begins to fondle my breasts, showing him that I am HIS, only HIS. The guy looks at us, intensely; he follows any move of Alan's hands on my breasts.

Alan's hands are lightning fire on my nipples, I would like to close my eyes while moaning but I want to see the guy's eyes too. Alan fondles my breasts, pinching my nipples in front of this stranger, the man is completely enthralled, I am completely wet.

Alan is behind me while I face the guy. He doesn't dare approach us. He intrinsically understands that if he stays where he is, the show will go on.

Indeed, I feel more at ease, aroused by his presence and not threatened by it any longer. Alan's hands are running up and down my body, breasts, belly, thighs, and pussy. His fingers are sliding now between my drenched pussy lips, I open my thighs more, asking Alan to introduce his fingers deep inside me. But he prefers to play with my body, to tease me. My thighs are wide open, he caresses them, my pussy in full view of the shop's guy.

Alan whispers:

"I would like to make love to you here, in front of this guy, would you like it?"

I just moan "Oh yes, take me, please take me now." I am just a wild hot girl craving love and sex, a cat in heat just begging to be taken.

"Put your hands on the top of that bench."

I grip the bench with my hands offering him my bent rump. I can feel his hard sex brushing on my buttocks while he fondles my breasts. I moan louder, pressing my ass against his belly and sex, I crave his sex deep inside me.

"Please Alan, please, take me, take me, take me..."

Alan slides his penis's head between my pussy lips and pushes gently, little by little, deeper and deeper, faster and faster. His hands are on my hips now, to better plunge his penis deep inside my sex. With each of his knockdown blows my buttocks slaps madly against him, my hands hurt as I grip the bench tightly. My breasts sway furiously with each of his wild thrusts.

I can't see the guy as my long hair is covering my eyes. Oh this is so good, so strong, so powerful, I feel so offered, so taken, so female. Suddenly I feel hands fondling my breasts while Alan's are still on my hips. But I cannot stop, I just want Alan to go deeper and faster, I just want to crash my rump and sex against him, I just want to feel his hot cum to spread into my pussy, I just want… blind, little death, hands handing me while I feel so weak, ecstasy, bliss.

I open my eyes; I am in Alan's arms while the guy is stroking my hair. He kisses my nipples. Alan allows him.

Slowly, as drunk, I try to stand up, clumsily, as in a dream. Everything seems so unreal, so coloured, unfocused. I don't know how much time I have been unconscious. I awaken little by little. Alan smiles, his sex is still glistening with his cum and my juices under the street lamp. Half awakened, I kneel and lick it with love; I kiss and caress his sex with love and tenderness. He strokes my hair and helps me stand up.

The guy goes back to his shop, end of the show. We walk to our car, Alan is naked as I, handing his clothes. We meet a couple, the man looks at me, the woman looks at Alan, they say nothing, just go their way… both happy.

I smile at Alan; I have never made love so intensely. What I did for him today is so incredible. I would have not even dare just to think of it. And here I am now, walking naked in a street without shame, walking on a cloud, feeling so female and so his, cuddling against him while walking. Exhausted and happy we drive back to the hotel.

We are on our balcony, facing the sea in the moonlight. I am still naked, as I did not put my dress on when we walked into the hotel's hall. The clerk just smiled us, probably thinking I was drunk. Yes, punch-drunk love.

Alan is behind me and he caresses my back, my buttocks, my breasts… he is so insatiable. He whispers to me:

"How a little nude swim and a full day nude sunning tomorrow on the beach?"

I turn to face him, handle his hard sex, pull on it to make him feel that he is mine too and I reply:

"But this time you will be the naked one, you will be MINE and I will display you as you did today with me. Agree?"

Bending to show his devotion to my sexual desire, he kisses me lightly on my breasts and says: "I would love to, Lady Rose."