The Sandbar
 by Christy

Driving toward Sanibel, there’s a sandbar off the left side of the causeway, about 300 yards out.  We’ve anchored our boat just off of it at low tide before.  It’s a great place to watch other boats going under the bridge or to let dogs run, which is what we used it for.  The other day I was driving home from Sanibel, looked out the right side of my car and saw the spot where the sandbar is.  It was high tide but you could still see the sandbar through the clear blue water.  It gave me an idea!

We spoke it over and decided to take the boat out.  We picked a day that the weather guy said clear skies, sunny and about 88 degrees.  We read the paper to see when low tide was, lotioned up, threw on our swim suits, packed a cooler with snacks and a few beers and set off on our adventure.  The boat engine cranked right up, we untied from the dock and off we went.

It took us about forty minutes to get there.  The sun wasn’t at its highest point yet and there was a slight breeze coming in from the Gulf, it was a beautiful day!  We anchored the boat, popped the top on a couple of cold beers and enjoyed the view.  The causeway stretching from the mainland out to Sanibel, the lighthouse off to the left and all the other boats coming and going. 

After we finished our beers we decided to wade in to the sandbar.  The water felt awesome!  I decided to swim out for a while before crawling up to the sandbar.  It’s always been a dream of mine to swim with dolphins so it was really me and wishful thinking.  My partner was calling me in; he had been excited all morning and couldn’t wait to get his “public” taste of my milk.  I wasn’t sure exactly how this was going to work out, after most nursing sessions we followed up with having sex. 

He was sitting about in the middle of the sandbar.  As I got close enough to him, he grabbed my hand and pulled me into his lap. We kissed and told each other how much we loved one in other.  His kiss was so passionate and gentle.  He always knows just how to kiss me so I’m willing to do anything.  I was getting so excited just from his kisses, I felt my milk let down. 

We stopped kissing so we could get into a more comfortable position for nursing.  I sat down with my left leg stretched out and the right bent up at the knee, my left arm resting in the sand behind my body, the right waiting to embrace my partner.  He sat down facing me, half on his side, with his chest pressing against my stomach, his left arm wrapped around my body, the right ready to move my swimsuit over to expose my right breast. 

As he pushed my bikini top over, I felt his erection grow and push into my leg.  I was tingling with anticipation awaiting his mouth to reach my breast.  We took a quick look around to see if there were any boats near by, the only one we could see was already going under the causeway away from us.  I kissed his forehead as he latched on to my breast, a soft moan came from within me.  The warm milk flowed from my breast into his body, he swallowed every ounce.  He started to grab and massage my left breast; milk had been dripping through my swimsuit.  I was aware of myself breathing heavy; I wanted him to take me right there! 

After he had emptied my right side, it was time to change positions.  It was nice sitting in the sand, the ebb and flow of the salt water was just hitting our feet.  The sun was higher in the sky and it was definitely getting hotter.  I put back the right side of my swimsuit as we adjusted ourselves into another comfortable nursing embrace.  Just as he was pushing the left side of my bikini top over, we heard a car from the toll plaza honk its horn.  We both felt a rush of excitement come over us, knowing that someone saw what we were doing.  Not that they could have known exactly what we were sharing from that distance.  It was still a turn on! 

We kissed, more lustful then before, I knew he would rip off the rest of my swimsuit if I told him to.  I closed my eyes, enjoying the glow of the sun.  He kissed my nipple, teasing me for a moment, then latched on.  I told him after he was finished emptying my left breast that we should push off and find an inlet to have sex.  Somewhere that people could hear us but not see us.  He unlatched and told me he knew just where he was going to take me.

By this time I saw a boat coming our way from under the bridge.  I didn’t say anything; I wanted them to see us.  I wanted them to see his head buried in my chest.  As soon as he heard the boat engine, I felt him grind his cock into my leg.  It was such a turn on to know that someone might be watching us. 

It is common courtesy to wave as you pass by another boat, which is what the other boat was offering to us at that very moment.  I raised one arm up to wave and the next thing I knew I was flat on my back!  My partner was so excited he had pushed him self up and on top of me in one motion.  I was breathless.  He turned his head to watch as the boat drove off, then kissed me as he thrust his cock against the wetness of my swimsuit. 

We both knew that it was time to leave the sandbar.  Time to wade back to the boat and find that isolated inlet.  My partner was already in the water, half way to the boat.  I stood up, stretched my legs and started walking down the sandbar.  It was such a beautiful day, I felt so alive knowing that other people saw us and had to have been wondering what we were doing.  We’ll definitely return to this sandbar again, soon.....

Christy
May 15, 2008

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