Kimiko Oneda fumed as their driver drove her and her wealthy, Japanese parents to their villa in Cap Ferrat. The scent of expensive leather filled the car, and as Kim stared out the window, a delicious memory of Helen's father's hand on her thigh flickered through her mind. I should be in Corfu with Helen and her father. She'd been looking forward to her independence and some sexual adventure for weeks, until three days ago, when her father forbade it.

“You're not to see Helen again,” he had told her. “That slut is a bad influence. The staff saw you dancing. In a pub with a man.”

Kim knew she had looked guilty, but was glad he didn't know the man was Helen's father and that he screwed her regularly - her own secret defiance against her father’s crushing authority. And he understood her in ways her parents had never even tried to.

“So, no more sleepovers, and you're coming on holiday with us.”

Her heart sank. So much for her three weeks of sun and forbidden sex. To compound her misery, her father suspended her allowance and stopped her cards.

As the car neared the villa, Kim’s spirits rose slightly. At least her prison was a gloriously glamorous location, with a beach just below their pool. She smiled. Perhaps she could find a handsome tourist to console her; without money, though, she wouldn't be able to take advantage of the newly appealing nightlife. On her previous visits, she'd been a timid virgin, ashamed of her curvaceous body, which she had hidden beneath baggy, unflattering clothing.

By the time the car cruised along the Avenue Louise Bordes, past the service entrance, and swung around the tight turn into the main driveway, Kim had convinced herself she would enjoy herself and avoid her stifling parents as much as possible.

The following morning, Saturday, Kim hardly spoke a word to her parents over breakfast, declining their offer of a trip to Nice. Instead, she decided to sunbathe on the narrow beach below their terrace with its large, private pool. The beach wasn't great, pebbly and covered in seawrack, but it was away from the servants, and most importantly, her parents. She picked out a tiny blue bikini that she knew barely concealed anything and smiled. Her father would be mortified if he saw it. Always be modest, Kimiko. His mantra when she showed the least hint of flesh. She covered herself for the short trip through their enormous villa and across the garden to the beach with a blue, flowery summer dress.

She descended the zigzag stairs down to the narrow beach, aware that her father would never approve of her exposing herself on the public beach. The beach was relatively quiet beneath the twenty-foot wall of their terrace. She picked out a suitable spot and laid out her beach towel.

She started to pull off her sundress, but hesitated, suddenly nervous. She looked around. No one was looking. She sighed, unaccountably relieved. She shook her head in irritation. It’s my body; let them look. Still oddly nervous, she lifted the dress over her head, folded it neatly, and put it into her bag, all the time painfully aware that people might be watching. She looked around. A man smiled at her as he played with his young son. Kim blushed. She shook her head, furious with herself. Why, all of a sudden, am I shy? I should be proud of my body.

If only He was here. She never lacked confidence around Helen’s father, whom she adored. She grinned. The night she seduced him and he fucked her for the first time, they had walked hand in hand back from the pub, with her half-naked in a skimpy sailor suit, stained with his cum. She looked around the beach again, feeling deeply nervous and self-conscious. Several men ogled her discreetly, staring at her mammoth boobs.

Kim endured as long as she could, expecting her timidity to fade. Instead, it increased each time she glanced around. After a couple of hours, she quickly packed her things, donned her modest sundress, and fled to the safety of their villa above.

She shut the door to her suite and leaned back against it, recovering her composure. What is wrong with me? I’m told I’m pretty, and men stare at my body. She forced herself to strip naked and examine herself in the floor-length mirror. Her long dark hair shone, her huge tits didn’t sag, and she liked her large areolae and prominent nipples. She smiled, remembering how Helen’s father had trimmed her black pubes. He likes me enough to fuck me, repeatedly. And in every orifice. Sure, he was the only person she’d had sex with, but so many times, even once in a threesome with her older cousin Aiko.

Aiko was twenty-one, three years older than Kim, and far more experienced with men. With everything. Even she’d told Kim she was beautiful. Kim stared at herself in the mirror. Yes, I am good-looking. Satisfied, she showered and dressed. But doubt lingered deep inside. She vowed that tomorrow, she’d try the beach again. And this time, she’d relish any male attention she received.

Kim shook her head. Don’t lie to yourself! Helen’s father wasn’t quite her only partner. Her riding instructor, Ken, had deflowered her on her eighteenth birthday, but he’d fucked her only that once. And last week, two men had fucked her in London. She smiled. Helen had been so desperate for a dick in her backside that Kim had sold them both to two businessmen in a hotel bar, just so her best friend could try it. The sex had been great; not just the anal, which she loved, but Kim had been double penetrated for her first and only time. So far.

That evening, already feeling lonely, knowing a long five weeks were ahead of her, she summoned her courage over dinner in Beaulieu. “Can Aiko come for a couple of weeks?” she asked her stern father. “Some female company would be nice.”

She was surprised when her father smiled and nodded. “Yes, she’s a sensible girl and will keep you out of trouble.”

Kim fought to keep a straight face, remembering the threesome with Helen’s father, when they’d played sex games and he’d fucked both their backsides. She couldn’t help herself and messaged Aiko immediately, again surprised that her father didn’t tell her to put the phone away. Kim was in bed when Aiko replied.

Flights booked. Arrive next Saturday. Let’s have some fun xxx

The following day, she kept her promise to herself and returned to the beach. Sure enough, men stared at her boobs, but this time she forced herself to preen, thrusting her chest out proudly. She still felt uncomfortable and nervous. But it was better, and she stayed the whole day, alternating between the beach and the sea. Afterwards, back at the villa, a brief chat with her maid offered an alternative: a small, private beach further down the peninsula, where she could defy her father and sunbathe naked.

“The owners are never there. I don’t know why they keep the villa; they don’t even let it out,” the maid had told her.

On Monday, she packed a few essentials into a bag and drove the three kilometres to the address the maid had given her. The gates opened when she entered the provided code. Five minutes later, she had descended the steep path to the tiny, pebbly beach. It was deserted with a great view of the azure bay. She scanned the steep slope behind her. Nothing overlooked it. Kim found a spot near the water’s edge and spread her towel. She stripped naked and settled down in the sun. The silence was broken only by the sea gently lapping at the shore. Perfect! Soon, she found herself dozing.

Kim awoke with a start. Pebbles crunched behind her, making her jump in surprise. Her heart pounded as she rolled over and sat up. A man gasped. He was young, perhaps her own age, deeply tanned and blushing scarlet. “Mon dieu!” he said. Her heart skipped a beat when his dark eyes briefly caught hers before fixing on her massive chest.

She was too sleepy and startled to be timid. Emboldened by the adrenaline coursing through her, she laughed and thrust out her chest. “Do you like them?” she said, adding further sexual tension to their encounter.

The young man, clearly French and Parisian from the accent, shook his sun-bleached head and, blushing bright scarlet, wrenched his gaze from her bare breasts. “Pardon, I mean, sorry.” He turned around, facing out to sea.

Kim’s shock faded, and she sighed. She hunted for her skimpy bikini and quickly put it on. “Okay, you can turn around now.”

The slim youth turned to face her, still blushing, with his dark eyes firmly fixed on her enormous chest.

“What are you doing here?” Kim asked. “This is a private beach.”

His eyes finally left her chest, and he smiled nervously. “Sunbathing and a swim.” He paused. “Sorry, I really thought there was no one here. Do you want me to go?”

He looked fit, and his obvious erection was big enough that the tip of his dick was just visible above the waistband of his swimming trunks. She shook her head, giggling. “No, stay. I shouldn't be here either.” After a heartbeat, she remembered her manners. “By the way, I'm Kim.”

A smile lit up the young man's handsome face. “Maxime. But only my parents call me that. Just Max.” He reached out a hand as if to shake, then laughed and pulled it back. “Let me sort my boat out.”

She watched as the young man dragged his dinghy onto the beach and furled the sails.

“Do you mind if I join you?” he asked.

After their abrupt, sexually-charged introduction, her nerves had vanished, and she felt comfortable around the reassuringly nervous youth. Kim smiled. “Please do, Maxime.”

Max laughed. “Just Max, please.” He pulled a towel and a book from a bag in the small boat. He spread his towel as far as possible from Kim’s.

Kim laughed. “Over here, you idiot.” She tapped the pebbles next to her towel. “I won’t bite, and I could do with some company.”

Max dragged his stuff over and laid out his towel a few feet from Kim’s. She tutted, but he was close enough. She smiled inwardly. He was certainly handsome. Perhaps, he could console her for the loss of her Corfu adventure. Before he settled down, Kim picked up her suntan lotion and waved it at him. “Can you do my back, please?”

Kim was short —just five feet tall —so Max towered over her. When he took the lotion bottle from her hand, she turned. His hands nervously rubbed oil onto her back, barely touching her skin. Finally, someone more nervous than me. Kim laughed. “You'll have to rub harder than that.”

“Sorry. No one has ever asked me to do this before.” He snorted. “Except my mum.”

His hands rubbed harder, slowly spreading the oil across her back, avoiding going anywhere near the bikini bottoms she had reluctantly donned. Kim enjoyed the feelings as his strong hands massaged the oil into her smooth skin. As his hands oiled her lower back, Kim turned quickly, so his hand brushed intimately across her stomach. She leaned towards him, wanting more. Her huge boobs pressed against his chest. He towered over her, so she had to crane her neck. “Do you like me?”

Maxime looked terrified, jerking his head up and down. “I don’t really know you.” He paused. “I think you’re beautiful.”

“Then kiss me, you idiot.”

Max looked hesitant, so she pulled his head down towards her and kissed him on the lips. Her tongue probed at his lips. He slowly responded, letting her tongue inside. His mouth opened, and she felt his boner pressed against her stomach as they kissed passionately, their tongues entwining playfully.

Kim’s hand reached into his swimming trunks, feeling his hot, rigid shaft. Kim smiled to herself. He feels big. She pushed him away. “Do you want me to suck that?” she asked, wanking his boner slowly as she stared into his eyes.

Max looked shocked. “Would you? No one has ever done that to me before.”

Kim had already decided he was inexperienced. She grinned. “I’d love to.” She paused. “You have had sex before, right?”

Max nodded his head, blushing. “Yes, just twice.” He paused momentarily. “Once, properly.”  He smiled. “Does this mean we’re going to make love?”

Kim realised that, though she’d had limited partners, this time she was the more experienced one. She leered down at his crotch, where her hand still slowly wanked his shaft. “Obviously. But I think I should suck your dick first.”

Max watched with his eyes glued to her cleavage when her hand reached behind her back and untied her bikini top. When she lifted it over her head, the youth gasped. His hand reached out, but pulled back before touching her.

She giggled. “You are allowed to touch them, you know?”

Both hands reached out this time, gently feeling her enormous, firm tits. The hands cupped her breasts gently, then covered her large areolae before tweaking her hard, sensitive nipples.

Max finally looked up at her face. “They’re wonderful.”

Kim pulled her hand out of his trunks, giggled, and dropped to her knees in front of him. She tugged on the black trunks until they were around his knees. His rigid boner brushed against her nose. The uncircumcised dick was an inch or two shorter than Helen’s father’s, but bigger than any of the others she’d fucked. Her left hand grasped Max’s hot, fat shaft again and wanked it slowly. She smiled up at him as her hand moved to his tip. Max gasped in surprise when she tugged hard on his foreskin, slowly exposing his shiny glans. A drop of pre-come glistened at the end. Her tongue flicked out and licked it off, toying with his glans as she closed her lips around his tip. Max moaned softly as Kim gently sucked, bobbing her head back and forth as her hand wanked his shaft.

Almost immediately, Max groaned and his hips thrust forward. His dick spurted hot jizz into her mouth, far more than her usual older lover produced. She swallowed, but jet after jet filled her mouth to overflowing, and spunk oozed out, dripping off her chin and running down her cleavage.

Her head pulled back, her mouth still full of cum. When she looked up, Max was blushing furiously. “Sorry, I didn't mean to do that.”

Kim licked his jizz off her lips and swallowed. “I really don't mind.” She grinned. “Shall I try again?”

Max smiled, still looking nervous. “I'd like that.” He tried to grin. “I’ll try not to come so quickly this time.”

His dick was still like steel. This time, she established a proper rhythm as she sucked his fat weapon.

“That feels incredible,” Max sighed.

Kim smiled to herself. She pushed her head forward, spluttering slightly when his dick grazed her tonsils, not stopping until her lips pressed against his wiry, dark pubes.

“Oh my god,” Max said, sounding surprised, as Kim held herself against him. “I didn’t even know you could do that.”

When she needed to breathe, she pulled back and gasped for air. She leered up at him. “Did you like that? Not every woman can do it.”

Max nodded, his eyes wide.

Kim grinned. “I’m going to suck you again.” She paused. “You’d better not come in my mouth again, I want your spunk inside me,” she ordered, trying to sound stern.

Max nodded, looking serious.

Kim opened her mouth and leaned forward. She took a deep breath of the warm, salty air, aware of the uncomfortable pressure of the pebbles under her knees, as she wrapped her lips around him. She quickly established her rhythm again, but this time, she deep-throated him every few bobs of her head. Max moaned and sighed in pleasure until, after a respectable time, he spoke. “You'd better stop or I will.”

Kim leaned back and smiled up at him. “Okay, your turn to arouse me.”

The boy looked puzzled. “What do you mean?”

She laughed. “You need to use your tongue and fingers on my pussy. Surely you’ve watched porn?”

Max laughed and nodded. “Of course.” He paused. “I guess I can give it a go.”

Kim pulled off her skimpy bikini bottoms. Max stared at her neatly trimmed, glossy black pubes. She lay on her back on her beach towel and leered up at Max. “Come on then.”

Max stepped out of his swimming trunks, which were now around his ankles, and knelt naked between her knees. He smiled nervously at her. “Here goes. If I get it wrong, you’ll tell me what to do, won’t you?”

Kim laughed lewdly. “Oh yes.”

His head dipped towards her pussy, and his tongue probed inexpertly for her clitoris. “Lower. Further. Yes, just there,” she instructed him, sighing when his tongue finally stimulated her love bump. “Now flick your tongue around it.”

It took more instruction, but soon his tongue stimulated her adequately. A bit more instruction later, two fingers moved in her pussy as he tongued her prominent clitoris. “Hook your fingers.” She gasped with pleasure. “Yes, like that. Faster,” she urged him.

Finally, the boy got it right, and his fingers moved faster inside her, stimulating her fantastically. Kim's arousal grew quickly as his inexperienced fingers stimulated her pussy and clitoris. She gasped and moaned loudly, whispering occasional encouragement. “Yes, just like that.”

“Bloody hell,” she yelled when her climax hit and pleasure coursed through her body. Her hips bucked upwards against his amorous tongue. Max lifted his head, looking worried. “Don't stop,” she gasped, “it's marvellous.”

His face, wet with her juices, dropped back to her hairy pussy, and his tongue resumed its filthy work as her muscles quivered in ecstasy. When her orgasm abated, she exhaled a long, satisfied sigh. “Now, you can make love to me.”

He lifted his head, grinning broadly, looking proud. “Can I? Really?”

Kim laughed lewdly. “After all this, I’m not letting you escape without fucking me. Hard.” The youth looked uncertain. She spread her knees as wide as possible. She urged him on, craving physical satisfaction but aware that her desire for independence drove this act of defiance against her father. “You’ve done this before, surely? Just crawl towards me, then ram it in.”

He awkwardly moved up her body until his handsome face was above hers. Though he looked nervous, his head dipped, and they kissed passionately for a moment. Kim pushed his head away, breaking the kiss. “Fuck me. Please?” she whispered.

She felt his rigid dick press between her hairy outer lips, inexpertly seeking the entrance to her wet minge. Kim smiled up at Max and reached down to grasp his shaft, guiding his dick to the right spot. “Just there,” she whispered.

She sighed as his large dick slowly pushed into her. He felt small compared to Helen's father, but still stretched her cunt nicely. “Oh yes, that feels great.”

His dick paused deep inside her and then began to slowly move. It almost left her moist grotto before smoothly plunging back in. It felt divine. Kim sighed. “Keep that up.”

A few long strokes later, Kim felt her arousal start to build. She grinned. The youth's dick might not be huge, but it still worked the usual magic. She was about to urge Max on when he pulled back too far, and his slimy dick popped out of her cunt. She giggled as he fumbled briefly before his dick plunged into her once more.

Max shook his head above her. He smiled ruefully. “Sorry.”

Kim laughed. “Fuck me harder.”

Max's dark eyes widened. “Really?”

She simply nodded. Max grunted, ramming his stiff rod hard into her cunt. “Yes, like that,” she whispered.

His fat dick pistoned quickly in and out of her tight twat. Kim sighed with pleasure, enjoying every moment. As her enjoyment mounted, she started moaning softly as Max pounded her. She was usually fucked brutally hard, and loved it, but this gentler rhythm felt fantastic, so she let her climax approach slowly. When it arrived, in gentle waves of ecstasy, her hips bucked beneath him, forcing the dick as deep as possible, as her snatch clamped around it. “Bloody hell,” she moaned softly. “That feels wonderful.”

Max continued his enjoyable rhythm, seemingly oblivious to her orgasm. Kim giggled. “Thank you,” she whispered, “You've just made me come.”

“I knew you were enjoying it.” Max beamed down at her. “I didn't realise I'd given you an orgasm.”

Kim laughed lewdly. “Yes, and it was great. I think you should make me come again.”

Max smiled. “I hope I can.”

He still sounded unsure of himself, so she smiled reassuringly. “I’m sure you will.” She leered up at him. “Pull your dick out of my pussy and lie on your back so I can ride you,” she ordered.

That drew a laugh. “I’ve always loved watching the girl’s boobs bounce.” He smiled. “I can’t wait. Yours are so huge.”

Kim felt his rigid pole withdraw. Max positioned himself on his own towel, just next to hers. She crawled over to him and briefly sucked his dick clean, then she straddled Max's hips. Her hand guided the lad's dick, wet with her juices and spit, to its target, as she slowly sank, impaling herself blissfully on the rigid weapon. She sighed with pleasure and wiggled her arse. She smiled down at him, staring into his dark, sexy eyes. “That's nice. I love your dick inside me.”

His hands reached up and fondled her massive tits. “I love your tits.”

Kim lifted herself slowly and then sat once more. She sighed. “Lovely.” Soon, she was doing a slow rising trot on the throbbing dick that stretched her damp minge, savouring the sensations.

Max’s hands clasped her waist. He sighed with pleasure. “You feel so tight.” He grinned. “Not that I have much to compare you with.”

Kim leaned forward and planted her hands on his smooth, hairless, yet muscular chest. She rocked her hips faster as she lifted herself. She sighed softly with pleasure each time she impaled herself on his engorged weapon. Her arousal grew slowly as she rose and fell. Max’s hands slid down from her waist, clasping her bum as she slammed herself onto his rigid pole. She stared down at his face. She grinned when she saw his eyes were glued to her chest. She sat up and cupped her heavy boobs as she rode him. “I’m glad you like them.”

Max laughed. “They are fantastic. So big and perfect.”

His hands reached up and fondled her chest. Kim leaned forward once more, further this time, so that her boobs pressed against his muscular chest. She kissed him briefly and then stared into his eyes. “Fuck me harder. Make me come.”

Max laughed. “I’ll try.”

Kim lifted herself slightly and felt his dick ram hard into her pussy. His groin slapped audibly against her bum. “Yes, like that. Again.”

A few vicious thrusts later, Max established a rhythm. Kim sighed in ecstasy as his dick repeatedly pistoned in and out of her cunt, matching the brutal rhythm she adored. Max grunted with effort, and sweat beaded his body. Kim sat back slightly and rested her weight on her hands, forcing the dick deeper into her tight minge, and her arousal quickly crescendoed. As sudden, intense ecstasy swept through her, Kim threw back her head, sending her long black hair flying, and thrusting her huge boobs forward. “Fuck, yes,” she yelled.

Max's hips bucked beneath her, almost unbalancing her. She felt warmth flood into her tight teenage cunt as his dick erupted. She shuddered in ecstasy as his dick repeatedly slammed up into her. A few moments later, Max exhaled heavily and stopped his assault. “That was wonderful,” he sighed.

Kim leered down at him, feeling cum ooze out of her hairy cunt onto his groin. “Marvellous. I love that we came together.” She leaned forward and pressed herself against his chest again, with his still-rigid dick deep in her twat, and they rested there, catching their breath.

After a minute, she reluctantly lifted herself off his dick. She was soaked with sweat, and her pubes were matted with jizz. “Let’s have a dip and cool off.”

She stood and walked naked out into the sea. When the water lapped at her pussy, she turned and grinned at Max, who still stood at the edge of the water. She thrust out her chest. “Come on in, you idiot.”

Max laughed. “Aphrodite emerging from the waves.” He grinned. “If she were Asian and had huge, perfect tits.”

Kim laughed, appreciating both his compliment and the classical reference. “I must visit the Uffizi and see that Botticelli sometime.” She smiled, putting her right hand across her boobs and her left covering her pussy, mimicking the painting. “But you’d better come and worship this goddess, right now.”

Max laughed and splashed into the sea. When he got close, his hands splashed her. Giggling, Kim splashed him back. Their water fight quickly turned physical as Kim grabbed Max and pulled him close, kissing him deeply. They messed around, goosing each other and groping intimate places, until simultaneously, they paused and stared into each other's eyes for a moment. Kim took his hand and they walked, pressed close together, back onto the beach, lying down facing each other, still holding hands.

Soon after, Kim realised she was ravenous. Her lack of allowance momentarily angered her. She smiled at the handsome youth lying naked next to her. “Buy me lunch.” She leered at the boy's crotch. “After that, I'll let you fuck me again.”

Max slowly shook his head. “We're miles from anywhere.”

Kim laughed and pointed vaguely up the steep slope. “I've got a car, silly.” She stood up, naked. The lad stared at her boobs. She smiled. “You can play with them later. Get dressed, I'm starving.”

A few minutes later, Max had retrieved shorts and a T-shirt from his dinghy. Kim led him up the steep path, still holding onto his large hand. When they reached her car, he looked around, taking in the villa and its pool.

“Is this yours?” he asked.

Kim laughed. “Oh no. My maid told me it was empty and gave me the codes.” She gestured towards Beaulieu. “Ours is over there somewhere.”

As they drove the few short kilometres towards Beaulieu, Kim grabbed Max’s right hand and pulled it to her crotch. She drove past the Villa Kerylos and was lucky enough to find a parking space right near the marina. They strolled hand in hand along the seafront. Kim stopped at the first decent restaurant, which had outside tables overlooking the crowded marina. She was relieved when Max didn’t even blink at the prices.

Kim selected a dry Sauvignon Blanc, and Max chose a beer. For food, Kim ordered moules marinière, a favourite, and was surprised when Max ordered a burger. He grinned. “My parents never let me order fast food.”

She found him easy to talk to and soon discovered that his parents, like hers, were very wealthy. He lived in Paris but aimed to attend university abroad, although he hadn’t decided where, even though the term started in October. They shared a love of art, though he would be studying physics. Kim found herself liking the young man, though he was no substitute for Helen’s father. She found herself briefly wondering what he was up to in Corfu before dragging her attention to the young man across the table. Max will do for now.

Once the table was cleared, Kim leered at Max across the table. “Let’s head back to the beach. I want your dick inside me.”

She could hardly wait, and Max was just as impatient. He quickly paid the bill, and they rushed back to her car. Minutes later, Kim parked the car, and they hurried hand in hand down to the pebbly beach. Once there, Kim quickly spread her towel. She lifted the flowery sundress over her head, exposing her enormous tits. Max's left hand reached forward and massaged her massive right tit as he struggled one-handed with his shorts.

Once they were both naked, Kim pressed herself against Max and kissed him passionately as she decided what they would do. Finally, she broke their kiss. “Doggy style, I think,” she whispered.

Max smiled and nodded, so Kim got onto her hands and knees. She leered over her shoulder as Max positioned himself behind her. “Slam it in. Hard,” she ordered.

His tip pressed gently between her hairy outer lips. She sighed softly as the engorged boner slid slowly and gently into her pussy. His dick stretched her nicely, especially when it started to slowly piston in and out. But she craved more stimulation. “Harder,” she urged Max.

The youth snorted. Kim felt an immediate improvement as his dick moved faster, sliding faster into her tight grotto. Her arousal increased, but it still wasn't enough. She giggled. “Don't be so gentle. Pound me, please, as hard as possible.”

Max laughed. “You asked for it.”

His groin slapped noisily against her pert bottom each time his dick slammed wonderfully into her grateful pussy. She moaned. “Perfect. Keep that up.”

Soon, Max grunted with effort as his rigid sword thrust violently into her from behind. Kim knew her climax was imminent and urged Max on. “Just like that, destroy me.”

She savoured the sensations as his dick repeatedly and enjoyably stretched her cunt.

“Not yet. Not yet,” she heard Max mutter quietly behind her.

His obvious desire to prolong the moment for her pleasure, combined with the intimate stretching of his repeated deep thrusts, drove Kim over the edge. Her arousal peaked, and her cunt clamped around his invasive dick. Pleasure swept through her in waves, emanating from her dilated, wet pussy. “Yes,” she shrieked in ecstasy, thankful her quiet day at the beach had been so marvellously interrupted by this beautiful young man.

When she descended from her peak, she felt his hands clasped against her mammoth tits as he slowly shafted her. “Thank you,” she whispered. “I'm so glad you came today.”

Max sighed. “So am I. So beautiful, so incredibly tight.”

As they had before lunch, they messed around in the sea to cool off, getting clean in a flirtatious, amorous way, before lying cupped together on the beach.

She awoke slowly, feeling Max’s stiff cock pressed against her back. She squirmed and giggled. “I know what you want,” she said, “and I think it’s a very good idea.”

Max kissed the back of her neck. “Only if you want to.”

Kim turned to face him, leering. “I do. This time, I’m going to do the work.” She pushed at his shoulders, trying to turn him onto his back.

When Max laughed and lay flat, she straddled his narrow hips and smiled down at him. Her hand guided his unbending pole as she slowly sat, impaling herself on his cock. She ground her hips against his groin. His hands reached up and massaged her tits, tweaking both nipples.

“I just love your huge boobs,” he sighed.

Kim started a long, slow rising trot, savouring each movement in and out of her tight, teenage twat. She grinned when she saw that Max’s eyes were glued to her chest. She increased her pace, so her boobs started to bounce.

“God, they are incredible,” Max said reverentially.

Kim preened at the compliment. Soon, she moaned softly as she repeatedly impaled herself on the handsome youth’s stiff boner. She felt Max lift his hips in time with her own movements. She sighed. “Oh yes, that feels great.”

Soon they moaned softly in unison. Kim knew it wouldn’t be long before her climax hit. Beneath her, Max again muttered softly. “Not yet, not yet.”

Kim bounced with renewed vigour, determined they’d come to a mutual climax. A few thrusts later, she shrieked as passion overtook her. Her cunt rippled around Max’s dick. He groaned, and she felt the familiar warm rush of spunk inside her. She writhed, impaled on his erupting weapon, shuddering softly. Finally, she leaned forward, still impaled on his cock, pressing her boobs against his smooth, muscular chest, staring into his eyes. “That was lovely.” She smiled and flattered the boy. “The best yet.”

They rested like that for a few moments before Kim reluctantly dismounted.

“What time is it?” Max asked sleepily beside her.

Kim reached into her bag and checked her phone. “About four.”

“Shit, I'm late already.” He glanced out at the enormous yacht moored in the bay. “We've got a table booked in Nice and I'm supposed to be ready by now.”

Max reached for his clothes.

Kim giggled and grabbed his hand. “Swim first. We must stink of sex.”

Max ran a hand down his chest. “I doubt my parents would even notice.” He grinned. “But I'm sure five minutes won't matter. I'm already in trouble.”

They frolicked naked in the warm water for a few minutes, splashing and groping each other, until Max sighed, looking disappointed. “I really do have to go.”

Once back to shore, he pulled on his trunks and tossed his other belongings into the dinghy before turning to face her. Max looked nervous once more. “Can I see you again?”

Kim had enjoyed his inexperienced efforts, and the lad had made her come several times. She smiled. “That would be lovely.”

“Next week? We’re off to Sainte Maxime first thing tomorrow.”

Kim realised that Aiko would be here by then. She grinned. “Perfect.”

They exchanged numbers. Kim watched as Max pushed the dinghy off the beach, raised his sails, and slowly sailed away from the beach. Max looked back at her, mimed lifting a phone to his ear.

“I'll call you,” he shouted as the dinghy sailed away towards the waiting yacht.

She couldn't drag herself away. The small dinghy soon reached the stern of the huge yacht. She watched, fascinated, as Max and a crewman unstepped the mast, swung out divots, and raised the small boat out of the water to hang behind the stern. Kim grinned to herself when he finally disappeared from view. He's nice and has a big dick. Not what I'm used to, but pretty good. And he can only get better at sex. It had been a great day. As she packed her belongings and trudged up the steep hill towards her car, Kim grinned in anticipation. Aiko’s arrival promised more independence from her father and further opportunities for sexual adventure.