Curves on the Topless Beach

Curvy Megan has just met the man of her dreams, and he's a billionaire! When he invites her to his private beach, she knows she's in for a great time!





This is a short sequel to "Curves on the French Riviera". It contains some topless sunbathing, playing in the ocean, and a newly confident Megan ready for some fantastic beach sex!





He smiled, then leaned in for another kiss. After the kiss, he leaned her back and cradled her in his arms. “Now, the shark will bring his prey home for the feast.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he moved towards shore. As the water became waist level again, she thought that he would put her down and have her walk the rest of the way, but his huge pectorals bore her weight with ease. His eyes were fixated on her, occasionally looking up to make sure he was still headed towards the parasols.





When he finally set her down, they were back at the beach chairs. He grabbed her towel. “Before I get these, you have to take off the rest of your swimsuit.” His green eyes were dark pools of desire, and she knew exactly what he wanted. She turned around, bent over slowly, and pulled her bikini bottom down. She figured that her ass, wet and bare, probably looked pretty welcoming at this point. When she got it to her feet, she stepped out of it. When she turned around, her towel was hanging on him.





She giggled. “Give me that!” she said as she grabbed at it. He pulled it away.





“Stay where you are,” he commanded. He walked over to her with the towel, grabbed it in his hands, and gently patted her face clean, then her breasts, then her belly. He moved to her upper back, working his way down, until he was rubbing her buttocks. He got on his knees, wrapping each of her legs and drying them off, all while her bottom was in his face. As he worked his way back up, one hand stayed on the towel while the other hand moved up the inside of her leg...