Seaside Conquest

Seaside Conquest

It had been another hot day on the Norfolk Coast. And even at 8.00 p. m. it was still warm enough for holiday makers and locals to stroll along the promenade or sit on the small wall alongside. Like me, a lot of people at the small seaside resort of Sidesands owned holiday homes or caravans or rented them out week by week. I'm early retired myself and live with my dog Rusty in luxury cabin residence just off the front. Walking my dog gives me the chance to meet and talk with some of the folks down here and that was good because, otherwise, I would have spent a lot of time on my own.

I first met Dave and Jenny at the beach area when our respective dogs began chasing each other and we couldn't get them apart. Soon, we were into conversation, exchanging small talk, and when I encountered them again, sitting on the promenade wall later that evening, we continued where we left off. They were friendly and easy to talk to and like me probably glad of a little company.

Jenny was a fine looking woman. An attractive auburn haired beauty, who I judged to be in her late twenties or early thirties. She was wearing a summer dress that showed off her very ample breasts. It was difficult to avoid looking at them. She was sitting there with Dave, her partner. and, I was standing over them, with one foot on the wall looking straight down her significant cleavage. And when she bent over to stroke my dog, I saw practically everything she had. Her breasts were truly magnificent. After a few minutes of this, I had a firm hard-on, so I covered up my embarrassment by offering to take them for a drink. So, after tying up the dogs outside the pub, we settled in a corner booth. I still had a nice view of Jenny's glorious tits but this time my bulge was out of sight.

As we talked, it became apparent that my new friends were very much "down on their luck." Apparently, various debts had forced them to sell up and rent a small caravan on the nearby site.

"It suited our circumstances fine," said Dave, "so we took it. It was all we could afford really."

Jenny looked on glumly, through wisps of reddish hair, her green eyes glancing between Dave and myself.

I sensed that she was about to cry, so I reached across and patted the back of her hand sympathetically. It seemed to help and between them they related their sad little story.

It was a case of business gone bad, poor investments etc. I was a former bank manager and I had heard it all before. Basically, they were broke and struggling from day to day. I risked another look at that lovely bosom which was heaving up and down with emotion. My cock had still not lost its hardness and my imagination ran wild. A pretty lady so vulnerable and in distress always did that to me.

Dave was desperately looking for a job and I happened to know the owner of a local shoe factory not far away. I promised to put in a good word for him. We parted as friends and they pointed out where they were living on a nearby caravan park. In return, I showed them where my holiday home was situated and told them they were welcome any time. As they walked away, I turned to have a last look at Jenny. She had a superb pair of legs, there was no doubt about that. I also noticed her alluring walk which made her hips slightly sway from side to side. What a sexy girl!

I must confess I had the most evil thoughts as I lay in bed that night, all centring on the physical attributes of the lovely lady I had met that day. I couldn't stop thinking about her.

The next day, after a morning phone call, I was able to call at their caravan and tell Dave that he had an interview at the factory as a machine operator and half an hour later, he was speeding off in his battered excuse for a car, leaving me and Jenny waving him off.

I hung around as Jenny did a bit of clearing up. Their tacky caravan was clearly too small for them, she tearfully explained. Then she was sobbing in my arms as I comforted her and stroked her lovely hair. Her life was coming apart and all I could think about was getting my hands on her firm generous breasts.

That morning, she was wearing shorts and a bikini top and looked sensational. She still seemed upset at things, so I gave her another hug, as she cried softly. Then I kissed her on the forehead and cheekily slid my hand up to her left breast. Her eyes widened in surprise and pushed herself away from me. I was very disappointed, but, then it dawned on me that she had broken away because there was someone at the door. I heard her talk to her visitor, then she came back to me.

"It's the site manager," she whispered. "He wants the rent and I haven't got it. If we don't pay him today, we're off the site. She was looking at me and I knew she was agitated and wanted my help."

"How much is it?" I asked.

"It's £40 per week and we owe him for two weeks."

"So it's £80?"

"Yes," she confirmed.

"O. K then," I said, taking out my wallet and peeling off £80 in twenties.

She put out her hand for the notes, but, I held them back.

"Yes, but what do I get," I asked leering at her cleavage.

The site manager was knocking again, "Mrs Brown? Are you there?"

She made up her mind fast. "Alright," she conceded, tapping her breast lightly, "you can play with these. I know you want them."

"Anytime I want?" I said, driving a hard bargain.

"Yes," she hissed, angry that she was giving more than she wanted to. I gave her the money. She promptly opened the door, gave the money to the site manager and came back with the receipt.

I moved towards her, ready to collect on what she had promised me.

"Wait," she said. "I need a shower."

So all I could do was watch her, as she grabbed a towel and waited for me to leave.

"I'll come to your place, later." she said, showing me out and locking the door.

I went across to my cabin and waited for over 40 minutes, a frustrated man.

I had begun to think that she was going to let me down, when I heard a light tap on the door. I opened it up and let her in. Her perfume wafted up to my nostrils and my erection returned with a vengeance. She had fastened her hair up high and was still wearing her shorts and a bikini top. She looked wonderful.

"What about a drink," I offered.

"Oh, white wine would be nice," she mumbled, nervously.

So, I got us a couple of glasses from a bottle I had in the fridge. I felt it was important to get things on a civilised footing.

I let her drink half of it, then went and sat beside her on the sofa. I tried to take my time, but I was too excited as I fumbled with her bikini top hook and got it unfastened.

There was a glorious moment as her large breasts tumbled free and settled back on her chest. I licked my lips and stared at them, mesmerised. She was blushing, profusely and barely heard her say something....

"You must think I'm a proper tramp trading my body for rent money like this," she told me, shamefaced and blushing. "I swear I've never ever had to do anything like this before."

At that point, I suppose a gentleman would have apologised to her and released her from any obligations. But, I was no gentleman and as I have told you, the sight of a damsel in distress, just gives an edge to my lust

"Look," I said. "Just think of it as a kindness between friends. It won't go any further I can assure you."

This seemed to appease her, although, inevitably, the tears were running down her cheeks.

So, without further delay, I took one of them in my big clumsy hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. My dream had come true. And the next half an hour were like a blur as the red mist of lust descended on me. I squeezed them, stroked them, licked them, kissed them, teased and tormented the life out of her hard nipples. On and on I kept on handling them, until finally, she stood up.

"I think Dave's back. I've just heard his car."

She got dressed quickly, replacing those beautiful breasts back into her bikini top. Minutes later, I watched her skip across the site between the houses and caravans and back to her own. I watched her delightfully shaped arse sway invitingly as she ran.

"Wow!" I couldn't help saying to myself. "That was great, but, I want more of that, a lot more."

It transpired that Dave had got the job and was a happy man. He insisted on buying me a drink and I met them later at the pub. He was in a good mood and told me he was starting work the very next day. I looked across at Jenny and our eyes met. I was still reeling from the close examination I had given her chest just a short time ago. Her eyes told me that she knew that I wanted more.

Apparently, she had already covered the business about the rent. She had told him that she had borrowed the rent money from me, but, that I was happy about her paying me back as and when. What she didn't tell him was it wouldn't be with money.

Dave worked night shifts and that meant he went to work around 9.00 p. m. When he got home at 4.30 a. m. he had to unwind for an hour or so and then slept until about 2.00 p. m. It was no life for a grown man, but, it was all he could do. He had been lucky to get the job in the first place and there was nothing else available. On the other hand, it wasn't a bad wage. However, after paying something off his credit cards and settling other debts, there wasn't a lot left. Then again, Dave was also a gambler and money just seemed to ooze out of his fingers.

Over the next week, Jenny did her best to keep me at bay, but, it was a small place and inevitably I managed to get my hands on her for more delightful half an hour feel up sessions. She was always hard up and I always had a hard on for her. One morning it all came to a head. The Site Manager insisting that she pay a month in advance. Apparently it was the new rule. Too many people skipping off without paying. So, now it would be £150 month, and the same thereafter. It was the same for everybody.

So Jenny, short of cash as always, did the only thing that was currently open to her. She came to see me. This time she was wearing a pretty summer dress which left little to the imagination. It was a short one stopping several inches above her knees. I breathed in her seductive perfume as she came in through the door. God, she was so fuckable.

I could see that she was nervous, by the way she looked down and fiddled with her nails.

"I wondered if you could give me a loan," she began. Her green eyes fluttering and bewitching me.

"What did you have in mind?" I countered. My eyes combing her luscious body. She must know by now how much I was lusting after her. That was why she was here.

"What about £250," she asked hopefully. I could see that would cover the months rent and something for groceries.

By this time, I had already unhooked her bra and was again helping myself to handfuls of her magnificent boobs.

"Tell you what, I said, I'll give you the £250 and some money after that, but, I get to sleep with you, whenever."

Crudely put, I know, but my hardened cock was doing the talking. I just had to have her. My lust for her was spilling over and if money was the key to her charms I was more than ready to pay.

She opened her eyes in mock horror, but, I knew it must have crossed her mind that sex was what I would want.

"I'll have to think about it," she said. "I've never been unfaithful to Dave."

Apart from letting me have access to your tits, I thought, but, I suppose she wasn't counting that.

And I knew that she had cheated on her ex-husband before she ran off with Dave. I had learnt that much from him over at the pub, one night when Jenny had not joined us.

"Well while you are thinking about my offer how about taking off that dress and letting me see what you have to bargain with?"

She shook her head at first, but, she didn't exactly storm out in disgust. Instead, she just stared out of the window and chewed on her thumbnail as she thought about what I had asked. Meanwhile, I just sat in the nearest chair and gave her some time as I waited. A minute or so later my patience was rewarded as she gave me a strip show I would never forget.

Slowly she reached behind her and pulled down the zip on her dress. I gulped as it slid down her body to reveal her beautiful curvaceous figure. "No touching," she emphasised, while she did this. As I stared transfixed, she also unclipped her bra to give me another look at her fabulous breasts. Understandably, she kept on her sexy white lace panties to cover her pussy and leave something for her to negotiate with. But, as it was, her sexy display was enough to take my breath away and reassure me that she was well worth the money I was promising her. What a fantastic body this pretty woman had. I was gobsmacked.

At midnight that night, my light was still on, but she didn't come back. I knew she wouldn't want to give in too easy.

However, 2 nights later, I heard a light tapping on my door. It was Jenny, standing there in a submissive pose. Those downcast green eyes were signalling that I had won and she was agreeing to my offer. My cock twitched to life in the knowledge that this lovely woman was going to surrender her body to me.

As she blushed red with embarrassment, we sat and discussed terms. She was wearing an extremely short white skirt and a matching blouse. She had obviously spent time on her hair and make up as it all looked immaculate.

The upshot of it was that while she was prepared to have sex with me, she wanted to limit it to once a week.

I wasn't going to agree to that.

"Be reasonable," she pleaded, "I'm a............. married woman," she said, her voice tailing away.

I knew she was no such thing. At least, she wasn't married to Dave.

"It's got to be twice a week," I insisted. "And you have to stay at least 2 hours each time."

"That's the deal, take it or leave it," I added.

She sat with her arms crossed in a stubborn pose and pouting. Then she had a little cry trying to get her own way, but I wasn't having it.

"Well. I'm not going to do it," she said huffily and got up to leave. I think her pride just got in the way of our deal.

It was just after eleven, 2 nights later when she was back with her timid little knock on my door. She looked truly sensational in a blue summer dress and her long auburn hair shimmering in the moonlight. I got a hard on almost immediately.

Nothing was said as she walked in, her exotic perfume filling the room.

She just nodded in defeat and that was that.

So, taking immediate advantage, I unzipped her dress at the back and moved it off her shoulders. It slithered down her frame and she stood there in just bra, panties and 4 inch heels. What a superb body she had and I was desperate and excited to have her naked as soon as possible. As she stepped out of her dress, I had her bra off. Then I kneeled down in front of her and peeled down her white lace panties. to leave her naked. It was a significant moment, removing the final barrier between us. As a reward I got a delightful whiff of her sex mixed with her exotic perfume. It was a heady combination.

I kissed her legs and moved them apart. Then I ran my hand up the inside of her thighs and was rewarded with a quiver from her body. Then she gasped, as I ran my fingers over her pussy. It was hairy but tidy, dark red in keeping with the hair on her head.

Leaving that treat for later, I put my hands around her well-shaped arse and savoured the moment. Only now did it fully hit me that she had agreed to my terms. It was time to enjoy my conquest of this lovely young sexy woman.

I led her to my bedroom and lay her on the bed. She did not resist as I lay beside her and began to explore her gorgeous naked body. My hand moved to cup her vagina as I kissed her. She gasped and quivered again at the sensation of it. Then, at leisure, I fingered her sex until she moaned and I felt a moistness start to form.

I checked myself and took it more slowly, after all, I had a couple of hours to enjoy and caress her as it was our first time. She lay back and let me do what I wanted which included French kissing and lots of fingering. She was good in bed, I'd give her that.

Later, when she was panting and desperate, I spread her legs and mounted her. She cried out and arched her back as my cock slid all the way into the depths of her wet pussy. Then I started to fuck her, slowly but firmly at first, then with ever increasing urgency. She closed her eyes and her head threshed from side to side. I knew that now I had plenty of time to enjoy her, tonight and the many times ahead.

Despite getting a decent job, Dave couldn't stop gambling and soon got himself into substantial debt again. One morning he just took off, to get away from it all, leaving Jenny and whatever they had in the caravan, behind............ It wasn't much.

Where he disappeared to nobody knew. Then the debt collectors came looking for him, ransacking their caravan and taking anything of any value. They were a mean bunch no wonder he was getting out of their way.

Luckily, Jenny was with me that night and avoided having to deal with them. As days went by and to save money, she let the caravan go and came to live with me. After two husbands and a lover she was hopefully done cheating and running. Now I was fucking her every night of the week and twice on Sundays.

Jenny was all mine, at least for now. Long may it continue.