Last summer my wife and I took our first trip together to the beaches of southern California to relax and get away from it all for a few days.
During our first day on the beach I mentioned that when I was a student I had gone to a nude beach not far from where we were and skinny-dipped in the Pacific Ocean. We decided to see how we felt tomorrow and that perhaps we could try the nude beach down the road.
After a good night’s sleep, I was lying naked on the bed when Karen emerged from the shower with a towel over her shoulder and presented me with a can of shaving cream and my razor. At first I thought she meant that she was now done in the bathroom and I could shave, but instead she cupped her hand in front of the shaving cream can and released a small bit into her hand. I watched as she slowly lowered her hand to her beautiful, soft bush and pressed the shaving cream against her mound. She broke into a smile when she glanced down at my quickly lengthening cock. She spread the towel on the bed and plopped herself down, legs spread wide before me. We then proceeded to shave her soft mound.
Karen was wet by the time we got done, so I ran my tongue across her smooth mound, occasionally drawing her lips and clit into my mouth until she begged me to let her come. I spread her wide open with my fingers and pressed my mouth firmly against the swollen flesh just above the entrance to her pussy. My tongue flicked unmercifully at her clit until she grabbed my head with both hands and locked my mouth against her clit. I pressed firmly on her clit for a full minute as I peered up to see the ecstasy on her face, framed by two beautiful, heaving tits.
Her body soon relaxed and she released her grip on my head. We dressed and were soon in the car headed for the beach.
I think we both had butterflies in our stomachs as we climbed down the steep road leading to the beach, wondering what we would find once we got there. The beach, fairly wide and several miles long, lay edged along a bank of two-hundred-foot-high cliffs. The only convenient access was through the path we had taken. This tended to keep a lot of “watchers” away. We walked down the beach for several minutes until we met the first sunbathers. I could see Karen’s face flush a bit with excitement as she looked at the cocks of two men who lay on their backs. She looked at me and smiled. We continued down the beach and passed perhaps two dozen more people before we found a somewhat secluded spot, with a small sand dune on one side and a large boulder on the other. We spread out a large blanket on the sand and set up beach chairs as we looked at each other with anticipation. We were both excited. Finally, I pulled my shirt over my head and yanked down my shorts. Karen was hesitant at first and sat on our blanket for a few minutes just looking around before she stood up and peeled her tank top over her head to reveal two scrumptious tits. She slid her shorts down her long, lithe legs and my cock began to rise in response to the sexy sight before me. Her long hair flowed down her back and her perfectly formed breasts stood like ripe melons above the contour of her firm stomach. My attention was drawn to her completely smooth mound and the exposed slit beneath it. Karen quickly ran her hands down the length of her torso. I saw a quick chill run through her body as one hand brushed the pouting lips of her pussy as it made its way across her hairless snatch. I could take no more and announced I was going to take a dip. Karen lay down on the blanket as I headed, hard-on leading the way, for the water. From the water I observed some of the others on the beach. One couple walking hand in hand down the beach casually checked out the crowd. As they approached Karen I noticed she was sitting so that her legs blocked the view of her precious pussy. After the couple passed I swam into shore and sat down beside Karen.
“Look at that guy over there,” she said motioning to a well-hung guy laying on his back about fifty yards up the beach from us. “His cock is almost hard, but not quite.”
“I bet if he saw a little action his cock would get rock hard,” I said.
Just then the guy got up and made for the water. He waded in waist deep and splashed himself before emerging and shaking the water from his limbs. His thick cock was now hanging straight down and was perhaps six thick inches. He started to walk along the water’s edge in our direction and we tried not to stare as he passed us. After he had passed a good fifty yards further down the beach, Karen asked, “Don’t you think he’ll get hard just looking at all the naked bodies?”
“I think you get used to it. I haven’t seen anybody walk by with a real hard-on yet. I bet you could give almost every guy here a hard-on if you wanted to, though,” I said.
The way she had been sitting hid most of her body. Her arms were crossed over her breasts and her legs were closed tightly in front of her.
I got off my chair and down on my knees behind Karen and pressed my lips against the side of her neck. “Look at how you’re sitting. Try to relax a little.”
She raised her arms and placed them around my neck.
“That’s more like it,” I said as I looked down at her large breasts jutting softly out. “Open your legs and feel the ocean breeze against your bare pussy,” I whispered as I slid my fingers up her torso toward her breasts. I cupped them in my hands and lifted them gently as my thumbs stroked her nipples. Her nipples responded immediately by hardening. She relaxed her legs and let them fall open. Slowly she slid her feet outward until her shaved pussy was fully exposed. I noticed that the guy who had passed earlier was headed back our way. Returning to my chair I said, “Here comes that guy again. Relax this time.” Karen put on her sunglasses so that she could observe him secretly.
She leaned her head back as if taking in the sun, causing her tits to stand out from her chest. She spread her legs to give a fair view of her shaved snatch. I picked up a magazine and pretended to be reading as I watched the guy approach. At twenty yards from us he did a double take and immediately slowed his pace. “It’s show time,” I commented quietly.
As the guy approached he stopped every few steps and lifted one foot as if checking it for something he had stepped on. I could see his eyes riveted on my wife’s body. His cock was beginning to grow and already stood out slightly. When he was almost straight in front of us he sat down on the sand and appeared to be checking the underside of his “ailing” foot. I lowered my magazine for a second and saw the guy staring straight at Karen’s bald beaver with obvious desire. He quickly turned his attention to his foot when he noticed that I was looking at him. When I raised the magazine again, he returned his gaze to Karen’s body. Karen had noticed the whole thing too and she decided to play it to the hilt. She sat up and reached into her beach bag to get a bottle of baby oil. She spread her legs wider, offering a perfect view of her pussy as she poured a line of oil across her chest just above her tits. She then applied a small amount to each arm and began to rub it as the oil on her chest slowly dripped down her tits. Using only one hand, Karen began to spread the oil on her chest. She worked on her shoulders first and then between her mounds until finally she smeared the shiny oil across the tops of her breasts. The guy was sitting still, transfixed by Karen’s actions, his foot still in his hand. His cock was now completely hard and pointing skyward. Karen poured more oil directly on her tits and using both hands she worked the oil all over them. Her nipples were hard and she pinched them between her fingers.
Never one to be quitter, Karen once again took the bottle and spread oil on her long, tan legs. She only went as high as her upper thigh on each leg. She then straightened her legs and spread them wide as she leaned back and let a small stream at oil flow onto her stomach. She spread it across her stomach and then with all the finesse of a grade-A tease, she pushed her mound outward and slowly dripped oil on the smooth, bare skin just above her pussy. A small pool accumulated before slowly running down between the slit of her pussy.
I wasn’t concerned with the guy watching anymore. I was watching the show too, and by now I was too horny to care. Karen slid her hand over her shaved mound and the smooth skin glistened in the sunlight. Hidden behind the mirrored glasses, her eyes were staring straight at our one-man audience. She deliberately slipped her middle finger down along her pussy slit. As she drew her finger back she split her pussy lips, offering a clear view of her slick, pink opening. She rubbed her hand up and down the length of her pussy several times before trailing a finger up her torso to encircle an erect nipple. The magazine I was holding dropped from my hand and nearly scored a direct hit on my now hard cock.
The guy on the beach was startled by this and regained his composure enough to pretend to be checking his foot again. Realizing that both Karen and I were watching, he slowly got up, trying to cover his huge erection, and made his way back to his towel. Suddenly I felt Karen’s oil-slickened fingers on my throbbing cock. I turned my head to lock at her as she leaned toward me and stroked the length of my cock. She had a wide grin on her face as she said, “Well, what do you know. You were right.”
“Yep,” I said with a strained voice, “I don’t think anybody could take that show and not. . .”
“Not what?” she asked knowingly as her hand worked expertly on the sensitive head of my cock. I was losing control fast and the sight of Karen’s oil-slickened body in front of me wasn’t helping. Karen got out of her chair and kneeled between my legs. She took the baby oil and directed the stream of clear liquid directly onto the head of my penis. I could feel the oil running down my cock and over my balls and seeping along the crack of my ass. Karen set the bottle down and placed one hand on my balls and the other around my pulsing cock. She massaged my balls while running her hand up and down my shaft. The slickness of the oil felt great. I just sat there with the tension of a tremendous orgasm building in my balls. Karen lowered her middle finger down to massage the skin just below my balls. Then she slid her finger down over my puckered asshole and massaged it with the slick oil. Karen leaned forward and pressed her lips against mine as her hands continued to bring me to the edge. Our mouths opened and our tongues met. The pressure from Karen’s finger against my asshole was getting more intense.
We had enjoyed anal play before, but it was usually me that was working on Karen. This was an exciting switch. Karen began to mimic the actions of her finger with her tongue—each time she pressed against my asshole she would slip her tongue into my mouth. I could feel the entrance to my ass clenching and relaxing with the excitement. After a minute or so of being teased this way I put both my hands on Karen’s head and pulled her mouth tightly against mine as I sucked the length of her tongue deep into my own mouth. Karen took the hint and shoved the length of her middle finger deep into my rectal opening. The feeling was incredible. Karen’s other hand began to slide faster along the length of my steel-hard shaft. She curled her middle finger within the depths of my ass and gently massaged with expert care. My breathing was out of control as I leaned back in preparation for one of the most explosive orgasms of my life. Karen now fucked my ass with her finger, stroking my balls with her thumb each time she buried her middle finger all the way into my rectum. My body began to shake and my asshole tightened down like a vise on Karen’s finger. She worked the length of my cock with her hand, encouraging my come to explode forth.
Time held still for what seemed like ages as my body tensed in the final moment of ecstasy just before release of all the hot come that had swelled in my heavy balls. My balls began to pump and the first shot of come exploded from my cock. It shot at least three feet straight up and came down in the middle of my chest. Karen slipped her finger from my spasming ass and grabbed my balls. She angled my cock a little further upward and squealed with delight as the streams of come splashed against my upper chest and neck. Eventually the spasms subsided and Karen released my balls, slipping a finger down to massage my asshole as the last drops of come oozed from the tip of my cock. Karen leaned forward and pressed her open mouth to mine and I sucked her tongue into my mouth. I felt Karen’s tits against my chest. I sat there buzzing as Karen leaned back and massaged her erect nipples with the come on her tits.
“What about me?” Karen asked with a lusty voice.
“What about you?” I inquired. She laid back on the blanket in front of me, bent her knees and spread her legs. I could see that pussy juice had dripped from her cunt to run down over her precious asshole. The insides of her thighs were wet and her pussy lips were swollen and rosy pink.
“Maybe if I could get a closer look I could determine just what it is you need. Stand up.” Karen bounced to her feet with anticipation. “Let’s try a little self-diagnosis here,” I said playfully. “Turn around and face the ocean. Now spread your legs apart and bend down and grab your ankles.” She complied with my orders and I could see how perfectly the curves of her round ass melded into the delicate slit of her pussy. “Now slowly run your hands up the insides of your legs and concentrate on all the nerve endings. We need to make sure all your nerve endings are in order! Now carefully run your fingertips along those swollen lips,” I directed, totally transfixed by what I was watching. Karen’s body began to shiver as she stroked her own pussy lips with both hands. As she worked her fingers back and forth along the outer lips of her slit I saw small drops of milky fluid begin to make their way out from the bottom of her pussy. “Now reach over your back and run a finger between these mouth-watering buns I’m staring at.” While continuing to run her right hand over her shaven pussy, Karen reached back with her other hand and slowly ran her middle finger down into the crack of her ass until reaching her tightly puckered asshole. She gently massaged her anal opening as I heard quiet moans from her throat.
“You know,” I said, “if that finger were a little moist, say with that stuff I see down between your legs, it would probably glide right in there.”
With that, Karen pulled her hand from her ass and slipped her third and fourth fingers into her dripping snatch. As she pulled them out, glistening in the light, I said, “Maybe you’d better taste that to make sure it’s okay.” She looked back at me and teasingly sucked her two pussy-drenched fingers into her mouth and ran her tongue all over them before slowly pulling them from her lips. Karen then reached back with her two wet fingers and massaged her asshole once again. Suddenly both fingers slid past her sphincter and deep inside her rectum. Her body began to quake before me. She pressed her fingers as deep as she could into her anus as her other hand frantically fucked in and out of her pussy. I could hear her cries of “Oh God! Oh God! Yeah! Yeah!” as her body went through a series of spasms that jerked her back and forth. Finally she pulled both hands from between her legs and fell forward on her hands, her legs still straight. Her pussy was still contracting with small spasms and the skin surrounding her opening was wet with her come. Karen peered back at me between her legs, her head perfectly framed by her spread legs. She smiled and inched her way back, and I took hold of her hips as she bent at the knees, bringing her pussy slowly down on top of my erection. I grabbed the base of my shaft and guided it into her descending hole. Her pussy was burning hot against my sensitive skin as it devoured me. My cock twitched as she slid up and down.
Suddenly she raised herself off my cock, reached back and placed the head of my cock against her asshole. She practically jumped back onto my lap, driving my cock deep inside her anal opening and sending waves of pleasure through both our bodies Karen’s sphincter muscle was spasming uncontrollably around the base of my cock and my hands went to her bouncing tits.
About fifteen yards from shore in the water directly in front of us, the guy with the horse cock was standing waist deep, jacking off for all he was worth as he stared directly at us. I could see his cock between the passage of waves. Karen’s eyes were closed, her head thrown back, moans emanating from deep within her throat. She had stuck three of her own fingers into her pussy and was beginning to fuck herself with the same rhythm I used to thrust into her ass. I peered at the guy in the water and saw him launch a jet of come that arched almost six feet over the surface of the water. “Look at that,” I whispered to Karen as a steady stream of thick white cream began to pour from the guy’s thick cock as he pumped with both hands. The sight sent both of us over the edge and I pumped my own load of burning liquid deep within my wife’s rectum as her body squirmed in orgasmic ecstasy.
We often recall this event and we both get very excited just thinking about what next summer’s trip to the beach will bring. H.B., San Francisco, Calif.
