Private Beach — Trinity Lee

At the age of twenty-two, Megan has never been to Europe, so she seizes the chance to spend a week in her new Facebook friend's apartment in the South of France. But there's one catch: she'll be staying in a nude beach resort where anything goesAdvisory: This short story (approx 4500 words) contains graphic sexual content. Not suitable for under-18s.ExcerptShe stepped lightly up the sandy path and disappeared into a clearing. But before she had a chance to take in her surroundings, she felt hot breath on her ear and a silky blindfold was slipped over her eyes. Megan almost yelled, but something in Marc's voice, the way he said her name, calmed her. She felt vulnerable, standing there naked, without being able to see what was going on around her, but she could feel him and smell him close to her. She felt a hand run down her front, grazing her nipples, which were hardening again. It was a warm, dry hand, and when it cupped her breast and gently squeezed, she could feel herself becoming wet again. The hand took hers and gently guided her into a sitting position. The sand was soft and warm. Lips touched hers briefly and retreated, teasing. Her full lips were open now, searching for the soft mouth that had just kissed hers.A man's voice whispered her name. An American voice, with a hint of a French accent."So glad you like the apartment, Megan. You made the right choice. And now you are here, let the games begin."What games?"Ssshhh."The man's face was close to hers now, and she could feel the warm breath on her face. She was longing to tear off the blindfold and gaze into his eyes, but not being able to see what he was doing made it somehow more exciting. And then his mouth was on hers, his hot tongue inside her mouth, plunging so deep that she felt she could swallow him whole.