After a light continental breakfast of pastries, fruit, and coffee at the hotel, we headed to the Half Moon Bay Marina area. This area has seen some development over the years and now has several restaurants, many shops, and a brew pub. We spent a couple of hours window-shopping before heading to the bike rental shop.
The late-twenties guy at the bike shop gave us the required fifteen-minute safety lesson on using the e-bikes, fitted us with the neon green safety vests and helmets, and sent us on our way.
Our first stop was a deli we had seen the day before when entering town. They had a sign reading, “Charcuterie Boxes, Picnic Lunches, etc..” so we figured we’d pick up something to take down to one of the state park beaches.
After selecting sandwiches, water, and a few beers, we hopped back on the bikes and headed south on the twenty-foot-wide asphalt path. The HMB Coastal Trail was miles long and connected all the parks and beaches for about ten miles, five miles north and south of town. This path allowed for four lanes, each four feet wide, and a center red-painted lane that functioned as a buffer zone between the two bike lanes. Walkers were on the outside lanes and had an additional three-foot decomposed granite shoulder area.
The bike shop guy, Drew, had given us a few suggestions when Crystal asked about quiet areas where we could have a picnic lunch. He told us to try the Francis Beach area. Drew explained that there was a small amphitheater, and two hundred feet away, a state parks building with full restrooms and showers. He told us to lock up the bikes at the amphitheater and to walk fifty yards back to the north. He said few people go in that direction on the beach due to the cliffs and thin beach area.
Once Crystal and I arrived, we did as he suggested. We walked seventy yards but found a nice area with flat sand. I put down my large beach blanket from my backpack and we set up camp. Crystal stripped down to her bikini and I took off my shirt since it was a beautiful “Indian Summer” late September day.
After we ate lunch, she asked me to apply her suntan oil to her arms, legs, shoulders, and tummy. As my hands rubbed Crystal’s shoulders with the coconut-scented oil, I noticed her nipples became erect. I squirted a bit more oil into my palm, rubbed my hands together, and softly slipped my hands under her bikini top. I began caressing her boobs as she leaned back against me and my growing manhood.
“Oh, you are such a fucking tease,” she moaned.
I replied, “Your nipples were begging for attention.” I then nibbled on her ear and kissed down her neck.
“If you keep that up, you’re going to need to rub my clit and get me off. I’m getting horny,” she sighed.
Taking that as a request, my right hand slid into her bottoms and gently rubbed up and down her pubic area. I dipped one finger into her slit and felt her moisture, so I knew she was ready. I added a second finger and slowly entered her pink tunnel of love.
After a few in-and-out finger bangs, I zeroed in on her clit. I rubbed in a circular motion causing her to moan.
“I think we should fuck right here, right now,” she moaned.
I looked up and down the beach, and there was no one to the north and only a few people about one hundred yards to the south. I continued rubbing both her left breast and teasing her engorged pleasure nub.
“I’m down for it, if you are,” I told her.
Without saying a word, Crystal untied her bikini top and tossed it to the side. That was my cue to get out of my shorts. My cock was fully erect by the time she slid off her thong bottoms. She was still sitting in front of me, so I suggested she turn around and she could sit on my cock, in a Lotus position. This was a position we’d done in the past. We enjoyed the closeness, plus, it allowed us to kiss as she rocked on my love stick.
After a few minutes, Crystal said, “I want you to fuck me in doggy. We can both look out over the ocean, plus keep an eye out for beach walkers.”
With her on her hands and knees, I rubbed my throbbing head up and down her juicy pussy. She begged for me to stop teasing her, so I grabbed her by the hips and buried my cock deep in her love tunnel. As I paused, I appreciated her tight, wet, twenty-six-year-old pussy.
We soon were in a good flow, with me thrusting and Crystal pushing her fine ass back. The view of the Pacific Ocean was amazing, combined with the sound of the crashing waves, took the entire experience over the top. I could feel my orgasm building, so I kicked it into overdrive, pounding her ass with everything I had.
Crystal took notice, “Keep fucking me! Faster! Cum on my back!”
Those reassuring words were all I needed. With my mind at ease, I felt my cock about to explode. I pulled out and instantly began shooting ropes of jizz all over her back and ass. I had five good blasts, each accompanied by a loud grunt from me.
“Holy shit,” I muttered. “That felt great.” After catching my breath, “Hand me a few of those lunch napkins and I’ll wipe up the cum.”
Instead, Crystal handed me a spoon from our lunch. “Scoop up the cum so I can eat it.”
I chuckled a bit and started scooping up my baby batter off her back. Once I had a good amount in the spoon, I had her lick and suck the cum off the utensil. Crystal had three servings of my spunk.
Just then, we heard a female voice yell, “That was so hot!”
Startled, I looked up and down the beach. I didn’t see anyone.
“Up here. Above you,” said the voice.
Crystal and I turned to see a young Asian woman about thirty sitting on the edge of the cliff, forty to fifty feet above us.
“I’ve been watching for a few minutes. You two were on fire!” she said. “Have a good day.” And with that, the mystery woman sat up and walked out of our sight from the beach below.
“We better get dressed,” I said.
An hour later we had our clothes on, finished our lunch and beers, and were ready to get back on our e-bikes. We cruised south about two more miles until the paved trail ended, turned around, and headed north. Once past the marina area, we stopped at several spots where there were parking lots and beach access. Our last stop was the bike shop where we returned the bikes to Drew.
As we made small talk with Drew about our trip on the bike trail, he stopped us. “You two were the naked couple, right?” he asked.
“Naked?” Crystal said in fake surprised tone of voice.
Drew tilted his head, his eyebrow raised, and said, “The Japanese woman is my girlfriend. She described you two perfectly, and she saw the two bikes locked up.”
I took a step closer, and in a whisper said, “Yes, of course it was us. Why?”
“My girl, Ellie, thought you two were hot. Would you like to have a foursome or swap tonight? She’d love to have some girl-on-girl action,” Drew said.
I looked at Crystal and she had a tiny smile on her face. I knew of her bisexual desires from our discussions, and, naturally, I’d love to have a threesome with the girl from the cliff.
“What do you think,” I asked her.
“You know I want to play with another woman. And one or two of you could join us,” she said softly.
“Just to be clear,” I said to Drew, “I’m not bisexual.”
Drew laughed, “Good. Neither am I.”
We quickly made plans to meet after Drew closed the bike shop. The three of us agreed that the women would start off in the shower, and while they started on the bed, Drew and I would individually shower.
“Ellie and I will meet you in the Hyatt bar about 5:30 pm,” Drew said.
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After one round of drinks, it was decided that Crystal and Ellie would head up to the room first, shower, and then “do girl things.” Drew and I would go to the room twenty minutes later.
The girls were both enthusiastic about the play date, talking on the way about what they both enjoyed sexually. When they reached the room, their clothes came off quickly and they entered the large, luxurious shower.
Ellie started soaping up Crystal’s back and butt, then spun her around and leaned in for a simple lip kiss. The girls kissed several times before they kissed passionately for a moment. Ellie then applied the shower gel on Crystal’s breasts, slowly caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples. After rinsing off, the women had a short kissing session while their hands roamed over each other's bodies. Crystal then repeated the sensual, soapy washing of Ellie.
“I really enjoy how you kiss,” Ellie whispered in her ear, trailing kisses down Crystal’s neck, ending at her left breast.
Ellie licked, kissed, and sucked on both breasts while starting to finger the lovely Latina. She then stood up and kissed Crystal again, and the two were engaged in a slow, sensual, and erotic kiss for over a minute.
“Let’s dry off and move to the bed,” said Crystal. “The guys should be arriving soon.”
The women were on the bed kissing, licking, sucking, and fingering each other for twenty minutes when the boys finally entered the room.
Drew and I walked in and stopped to watch the girls. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Ellie’s pussy and browneye were in full view the way they were positioned on the bed. And there was the mild-mannered Crystal on the bottom of an intense sixty-nine double pussy licking.
“Holy shit! That looks so fucking hot,” I said.
The End – Chapter Three.
End of the “Crystal” series.
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