We all walked to the beach—it was really nice, huge and endless, sand stretching far as I could see, packed with people: families, groups, lots of MILFs in bikinis lounging or walking, girls laughing in the waves, men drinking beers, some playing beach volleyball. Man, there were so many MILFs—thick curves in tiny swimsuits, tanning, splashing, chatting. What if I seduced each one? I don't think I'd make it out alive—too many, too tempting, body would give out before I finished.
"Do you see Lily and the others?" I asked Lan, who was closer to me now, our steps syncing slow.
She looked around—shielding her eyes from the sun, scanning the crowded sand—but couldn't find anyone. It was too big an area, people everywhere. "No… I don't see anyone."
Minh and El were ahead—talking nonstop, walking close, leaving us behind like we didn't exist.
Soon we found a perfect spot—closer to the sea, waves crashing soft nearby, some mats and beach chairs scattered for tanning, less crowded here.
"This is a nice place… let's sit here," I said.
Lan agreed—nodding quick, coming over to the spot I picked, looking relieved to stop trailing behind them like an afterthought.
"Honey, you should take off your dress now—we're on the beach," Minh called back loud, turning with El still clinging to his arm, grinning like he owned the day.
Wait, what? Was this guy stupid, asking his wife to strip right here in front of everyone—or was it something else, some weird open thing between them?
"Honey… I feel shy," Lan said soft, voice small and hesitant, glancing around at the scattered people nearby—families, couples, groups—cheeks turning pink, hands fidgeting with the hem of her sundress.
I was just watching them—El still wrapped around Minh even though she knew damn well he was married, smiling flirty up at him, pressing closer.
"Alex, you tell her," Minh said casual to me, like I was his old buddy helping out. "She can get into her bikini now—she's wearing it underneath. She should be properly dressed for the beach like the other women."
Oh—so she was wearing a bikini under the sundress. It was a full, loose dress, flowing light in the breeze, so I couldn't make out any lines or shapes underneath—no hint of straps or ties, just soft yellow fabric hiding everything.
I looked at Lan, who was feeling shy about slipping into a bikini in front of all the people here—standing with her arms crossed loose over her chest, eyes darting to the crowds on the sand, cheeks already pink.
Minh called again loud from ahead, "Honey, don't worry about people! Alex, make her understand—she says she's an older woman now, so she won't look good in a bikini."
Oh, so Lan was feeling inferior to the younger women scattered around—she was early 40s from her looks, but those girls paled in comparison.
She was feeling down for nothing. No younger girl could match her thick curves and tight motherly figure, even though she didn't have a kid—her hips were wide and fertile, ass full and juicy, tits heavy and perfect.
She was built different—real, soft in all the right places, skin glowing warm, every move making her curves shift hypnotic.
Young girls looked skinny and plain next to her.
She just looked at me and blushed deeper—knowing I now understood why she hesitated, eyes dropping quick like she was caught.
"Yeah Lan… don't think like that," I said encouraging, voice low and warm just for her. "You know… Tiffany and the others wore bikinis today too. We can't find them right now, but you'll see when we do—they're all more or less the same age as you."
I wanted to see her body in full glory—thick curves bare under the sun, no dress hiding anything, wanted to do so many things to that body, but first make her feel confident, desired, like the hottest woman here.
"But… I feel watched showing too much skin," she said soft, looking around nervous like every man passing stopped to stare at her figure.
Of course they watched—who wouldn't? Even in the loose sundress, her ass curved out full and round, swaying subtle when she shifted weight, boobs heavy and pressing the fabric, nipples faint outline in the breeze.
Imagine her in a bikini—every man around would lose his mind staring at her. I'm sure some would sneak off to jerk thinking about her thick curves. I would. I had to make sure she felt encouraged so she'd get in that bikini.
"You shouldn't care about people, Lan," I said soft, looking straight at her. "It's your life. Don't you want to enjoy it to the fullest? How can you do that always thinking what others think of you, right?"
She thought for a bit—eyes down, then up at me, feeling like she made her decision. "You're right, Alex… I shouldn't think too much about it. Everyone is dressed like that here."
"Yes, honey, that's what I was saying," Minh called again from ahead, still wrapped in El.
This motherfucker didn't care about his wife—but at least he helped me get her undressed without realizing.
Lan looked at me and blushed deep—cheeks turning crimson, eyes dropping quick then flicking back up, knowing she had to strip now, right here on the open beach with people everywhere watching subtle, glances lingering on her curves.
She turned around slow—back to me, giving herself a little privacy from the crowd but the perfect view for me, body tense but obeying.
Started removing her sundress—hands gripping the hem, lifting it up over her head gradual, fabric sliding smooth over her skin.
Damn—as soon as the dress lifted high enough, I saw her ass from behind. It was a black thong bikini—tiny string disappearing deep between massive cheeks, barely covering anything, the material swallowed completely by the thickness.
Her big ass cheeks jiggled free as she pulled the dress higher—thick and juicy, soft flesh rippling with every little movement, round and full like they were made to grab hard and spread wide, pale skin glowing against the black thong, dimples at the top begging for bites.
My mouth watered instant—dick twitching hard in my shorts, growing fast and thick from the sight alone.
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