DATE WITH HELEN PT3

We quickly got dressed and left the changing room, heading towards the beach. The sun was high in the sky, and the beach was buzzing with people enjoying the warm weather. Helen and I found a nice spot to set up our beach towels and laid down our things.

Helen was looking stunning in her new white thong bikini. Her curves glistened in the sunlight, and it was clear that she was turning heads as we walked by. I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as I held her hand, knowing that she was with me.

We decided to start our day with a swim. The sea was cool and inviting. She took the lead and ran towards the water, her laughter filling the air. I chased after her, and as we reached the water's edge, we both jumped in, the refreshing waves washing over us.

We swam and played in the water, splashing each other and laughing like carefree kids. Helen had a contagious energy, and I couldn't help but be swept up in the joy of the moment. We swam out deeper into the sea, and I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close.

"Having fun, beautiful?" I asked, my lips brushing against her ear.

She turned to face me, her eyes sparkling, "I'm having the time of my life, Brian. Thank you for this. I don't remember the last time I laughed so much..." She said, her eyes never left mine, "God, I wish the day didn't have to end," She added, pressing her firm, wet breasts to me.

Her words touched me. I knew she'd been lonely after her husband's death and had to raise Gwen all alone. Seeing her happy again made me realize that perhaps today wasn't just special for Helen, but maybe also for me.

The gentle roar of the waves around us seemed to fade away as I gazed into her eyes, and suddenly, the world seemed like a wonderful and magical place. I leaned in and kissed her softly, and as our lips touched, it felt like all was right with the world.

There were so many things I wanted to say to her, but it seemed that no words could convey the depths of my feelings in this moment. Instead, I simply held her in my arms, savoring the warmth and closeness of our embrace.

The swim turned to playfulness as Helen grabbed a big ball from our baggage, and we started playing on the beach. I could sense her competitive streak shining through. She ran so fast, she looked like an exquisite gazelle, while I looked more like a walrus. Still, the joy on her face gave me the strength I needed.

The thing that got my attention was how other men, mostly athletes and folks in their late twenties, ogled Helen when she moved. Well, considering her age, she was easily mistaken for her early thirties, making her an impressive head-turner. Also, her bikini hid none of her ample curves and toned muscles, adding to her beauty.

Pairing with a woman like that at the beach? I sure had everyone's envy.

"Come on, slowpoke!" She taunted me as she jumped up and down, my mouth instantly getting dry at seeing her big, round breasts jumping around as well.

Finally, she managed to score a few points, putting me behind. Or, more like I let her, but who was I to ruin her fun like that?

As the sun rose higher and the day wore on, it began to feel hotter, prompting us to move back to our towels.

"Let me grab some cold drinks. What do you want?" I asked her.

"Actually, I'm craving some ice cream. Blueberry one... Can you get me one?"

"Sure, my lady," I said, shooting her a smile.

I headed back toward the entrance of the beach, arriving at the nearby ice cream cart. I patiently waited in the line. Kids were running all over, getting their portions of vanilla and chocolate. The queue was long, taking longer than expected, but the heat wasn't worth risking a move. Finally, I came up to the front of the line.

"Two... uh, blueberry ice creams, please." I politely asked the vendor, "And better put them in two cones."

"Right away, sir," he smiled, going on with his job. After a moment, he finished, "Here you go."

Paying for the sweet, icy desserts, I immediately walked back to the beach area where Helen was awaiting.

The scent of the salty air mixed with the sweet smell of the blueberries rising to meet me, invigorating my senses. As I approached her, I couldn't help but notice how the sunlight glistened off of her skin, highlighting her curves even more. I swallowed hard as my mind raced, wondering what lay beneath those tight, little shorts of hers.

"Here you go," I said, handing her an ice cream cone.

"Thanks, you're the best." She softly smiled, immediately digging into her ice cream.

Smirking, I could almost see her lips shiver when the coldness of the ice cream hit her. She licked the length of the dessert, rolling her tongue around the tip before sucking the whole thing into her mouth, her eyes fluttered closed as she sucked the ice cream.

"Brian!" She chuckled, "I know that look..."

"What look?" I tried to play it cool, but I was unsure if the bulge in my swim shorts was a surprise to her.

She just shook her head, smirking, "You know I can see it, babe... Sooo... Tell me what's on your mind?"

I came closer and sat down next to her, "Can't a guy just gaze at his girl without an ulterior motive?"

"Come on... Stop teasing me." She playfully punched my arm, "Spill the tea. Now. I want to know what kind of new pleasureful stuff did you have planned now."

I let out a laugh, then shifted closer, "Well..." I traced a finger along her thigh, "I was just thinking about putting some cream or ice cream on someone's nipples and sucking them... Then..."

"Uuummm... Then?" She licked her lips in anticipation.

"Lick them clean and then I am going to put some on her juicy pussy and lick it again."

"Oh my God," Her eyes flashed with excitement, "That's..."

"Who's this certain someone?" She whispered near my ears. I can feel her breath, letting me know that her heart is racing as well.

"Her name is Helen Stacy," I turned my face toward her, "And I am gonna do just that with her tonight. Do you think she will enjoy it?" I asked. Our lips are less than an inch apart.

"I am sure she will be screaming tonight," She smiled, quickly pressing her lips to mine.

Helen opened her mouth and my tongue entered her mouth, playing with her slippery tongue. They tangled and turned around each other, creating a whole new level of passion within my soul.

"Mmmmhhhh," she moaned softly, swallowing all my moans.

"Look at you two. Is that how people eat ice cream?"

A group of young women seemed to have stumbled onto us and was standing a few feet away, mockingly looking at us. Their expression was that of surprise and curiosity. The women were giggling with shy smiles on their faces. They looks like those groups of protesters who always tries to get into other people's business. 

Helen raised her middle finger in the air, breaking off our kiss. She looked at the girls again, showing a 'So what?' expression on her face, "Go fuck yourselves, sweethearts!" She shot them a smile as well.

They gasped, astonished. And one of them said, "Bitch."

"Ah! Look at you jealous bunch of bitches... Why? Don't your man kisses you or makes you cum? Oh, wait! I forgot, my bad. What am I even saying to a group of hook-" I blurted out, causing Helen to press a hand to her mouth in an attempt to hide her chuckle.

They frowned a bit, huffed, and hastily walked off.

"Haha... The look on their faces..." Helen whispered before kissing me again.

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