Beach Party
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Many years ago I spent my summer in one of the coastal cities of South Carolina. My uncle owned a big electrical supply house there and offered me a job for the summer between my sophomore and junior years of college. I figured why not go? I was sick of weeding the greens at the local golf course, and when I wasn't working I could spend my time at the beach.
Of course, being a northern boy, I didn't know about the heat and humidity in Carolina in the summer. Try spending your day lugging around bundles of 1" heavy wall conduit in 100 degree heat.
I was a summer fill-in guy, and handled the job of anyone who went on vacation. So though I usually worked in the warehouse, sometimes I was taking orders and I even did some deliveries. That's how I met Mary Lou.
She worked for some small outfit and would check the orders I delivered to her company. Mary Lou was a very small girl, about 5'2" and maybe 95 pounds. She had this lush honey blonde straight hair that fell half way down her back and she was extremely cute. But her voice was the clincher. She had a little girl voice with a perfect southern accent. The first time she spoke to me I was hooked. (Remember that cartoon with the wolf sitting in the nightclub listening to the singer and howling? That was me.)
Now I had always thought of myself as a breast man, but Mary Lou's breasts were pretty small as far as I could tell. (She dressed rather conservatively, and her clothes didn't reveal much). I didn't care. I just wanted to look into those green eyes and listen to her speak.
Within a week of meeting her, I asked her out. Before long we were spending all our spare time together. Her voice may have been childlike, but she had an iron will and was very intelligent. She was just fun to be with. It was only later that I was to discover that she had the most perfect ass in the south. And her legs were to die for. Two out of three ain't bad.
I am a small person. I'm only 5'4" and weigh only about 150. But I was a relatively big-time athlete. I was a three year starter on our college wrestling team (and one year we placed in the top ten in NCAA Division I). So I was small but mighty.
Fortunately I guess, my prick is disproportionately large for my frame. It's 7 1/2 inches long when angry. I'm not one to measure, but there was this townie girl back at college (we called her the sword swallower), who was determined to go down on one mile of cocks before she died. She actually kept a journal and carried a tape measure. Every guy she went down on got a place in her journal with the number of inches. She wasn't expecting much from me, but got well over half a foot of cock for her trouble. Last I saw her she claimed to be past 1600 feet. You have to admire a person with goals. Anyway, even though 7 1/2 inches isn't huge, on my small body it looks like a python.
Mary Lou was 19 at this time. She had two friends she had been with since 7th grade. They got together about twice a week and spent most of their time together drinking, laughing, and talking dirty.
Emily was about 5'8", with red hair and freckles, an hour-glass body and above average looks. She was a party girl type who I never saw in a bad mood.
Wanda was a really good looking blonde, maybe 5'5" with a great figure. The effect was spoiled when she opened her mouth. She was originally from some hick town in the boondocks of Georgia and had this back country southern accent that to my ears was barely intelligible. Every sentence she spoke contained some derivation of the word "fuck". And she wasn't real bright. Still, she was funny and fun, and if she kept her mouth shut she was quite easy on the eyes. After meeting her I knew that if I hadn't been dating Mary Lou, Wanda would have been a prime candidate for a night of drink and debauchery.
After I had been dating Mary Lou for over a month, she decided that I should be a part of one of her little parties with her friends. Emily and Wanda were both 20 and both married. Mary Lou explained to me that down South, if a girl didn't plan to go to college (and few of them did from her socio-economic level), she got married.
Both girls had been married immediately after graduation from high school. Mary Lou almost had done the same thing until she had an attack of sanity. Emily's husband was an almost stereotypical southern jerk. He was a sexist racist asshole who mostly was interested in hunting, fishing and drinking. He was about a foot taller than me and must have outweighed me by a hundred pounds, but at least forty pounds of it was beer. Wanda's husband was a low-life, pot-smoking, pale-faced, skinny reprobate who had never held a job in his life. She paid for everything and he sat on his ass and got high.
Neither of these two were ever invited to the girl's parties (Mary Lou couldn't stand either of them), so I was surprised when she insisted that I come. Actually they came to me, 'cause I was staying at my uncle's vacation cabin on the beach, about 15 miles north of town. Back then the beach was totally secluded, with only a few houses and fewer people.
When these girls got together they usually drank rum and coke, and I mean they put it away. I wasn't much of a drinker, so I suggested we do some grass as well. None of the girls smoked (even the one with the stoner husband), so I thought it might be interesting to do honey slides.
For the innocent among you, honey slides are made by cooking a quantity of cleaned pot in a skillet until the stuff starts to smoke. Then you pour it onto a tablespoon of honey and suck the stuff down your throat.
The cool thing about honey slides is they don't work right away. It might take half an hour, sometimes even an hour before they hit you. After a while you're thinking "shit, we didn't cook it enough, this isn't going to work". Before long you forget you even did it. Then it hits you. But the effect isn't gradual, like it is when smoking. It's like: "I'm straight... I'm straight... I'm straight... I'm shit-faced!" The stuff hits you like a ton of bricks and lasts forever.
We had been playing some board game (seems to me it was "Aggravation"), and the girls were drinking. Now all along, the girls had been kidding each other about their significant others. (Even though Mary Lou and I had only been seeing each other for a little while, I was graciously included in the mix). Emily and Wanda were both saying how hung their husbands were. And they were kidding Mary Lou that she didn't need that much because she was so small, which according to them was lucky for me.
I was like "hey girls, don't hold anything back just because I'm here". Mary Lou is normally quiet and is very reticent to talk about sex so she didn't come to my defense. The talk had gotten pretty risqu (which is the way these girls usually talked to each other during these get-togethers apparently). Then the honey slides kicked in.
It's hot even at night on the beach in South Carolina in August. We were all dressed in shorts and tee shirts, but were still feeling the heat (me more than them, they were used to it).
Finally Wanda said, "These fucking clothes are making me stew. Let's go swimmin'." Everyone suddenly realized that we were almost magically and instantly totally fucked up, and we started laughing hysterically.
Mary Lou said, "Wanda, you know we don't have our bathing suits!"
Wanda just laughed. "Who needs suits? We skinny dip all the time."
Emily agreed. "Honey, you ain't got nothin that everyone here hasn't already seen. I'm stewing too. Let's get out of these sticky old clothes and cool off."
Mary Lou wasn't through. She said, "But what about Joey?"
Wanda stuck her elbow in my side. "Ya'll don't care if we all go skinny dippin', do ya?"
"Who me", I asked innocently?
Wanda replied "I didn't think so."
I was more than a little surprised here. I had known these girls for more than a month, and like every normal guy, I had been trying to envision what Emily and Wanda would look like sans clothing. In my mind's eye they looked pretty good. But I was must have been ready to see the real thing, 'cause my shorts were starting to feel real uncomfortable.
Really, it wasn't that sudden. Sitting around for an hour watching three sexy young girls speak Southern and talk dirty had already gotten my interest.
These girls had never seen me in a bathing suit, and I always wore loose fitting shirts, so when I took the lead and removed my shirt, Emily's and Wanda's eyes looked like saucers.
Truth be told, I was chiseled back then. I already had a wrestler's body and had put on twenty pounds of solid muscle over the summer carrying around that fucking conduit. My weight class jumped from 134 as a sophomore to 150 as a junior. Emily was used to seeing her beer-bellied loud mouth. Wanda slept with a skinny wimp.
Let's face it: one of the effects of honey slides in my experience was to make you horny as hell. Almost anyone looks good to you when you are fucked up on honey slides. Ergo, I looked good to them.
I paused after taking off my shirt, obviously demanding that the girls follow suit. Of course, Wanda was the first to go. She gave me a sexy look, then grasped the bottom of her tee shirt and just pealed it right off. I was very pleased to see that (as I had figured) she was not wearing a bra. When her shirt came off, there were her 36 C's sticking out and those round brown nipples were pointing in my direction. I felt them beckoning to my lips. My shorts seemed to be getting tighter.
Emily shrugged her shoulders and slipped out of her shirt. She was wearing a bra that must have been industrial strength to hold up those monster boobs. Her cleavage poured out the top of her bra, making me consider what I might like to stick there.
Mary Lou was very business-like in taking off her shirt. She reached around and unclasped her bra, looked at me and defiantly dropped it to the floor. Those perky little 32B breasts looked like they needed a mouth to cover them up.
Finally Emily showed some mercy to that over-worked bra and released the clasp, unleashing those prodigious milk-white red speckled breasts. That did it for me.
My prick felt like it was trying to bore a hole through the fabric off my shorts. It was painful. Maybe that's why I didn't baulk when Wanda turned to me. She was starting to breathe a little heavily (so was I).
She said, "Well hell, it's 'bout time you went ahead and took it all off, Joey. I've seen everything these other two have to show, but I'm sure as hell eager to see what's been pushing up those shorts of yours."
All three girls' eyes were riveted on me as I slid my fingers under the waistband of my shorts. I hooked my underpants at the same time. I turned my back on them and stripped. When I turned around my prick was sticking up at a 45 degree angle and it must have looked like it was a foot long to the girls. All I know is, to me it felt like a piece of steel. I heard Emily gasp and Wanda said "My fucking God!"
I guess I've never had three sets of female eyes on my dick at the same time. It seemed to like the attention. Wanda hurriedly pulled down her shorts, revealing that she wasn't wearing any underwear at all; and revealing a dark blond neatly shaved bush that was designed to highlight her protruding cunt lips. Oh, yeah!
Emily quickly followed suit. That's right, she's a real redhead. She had lots of soft red curls covering her pubic area. Mary Lou slowly pulled off her shorts and then her conservative cotton panties. But though she was last, she still was the best. Her cuntal hairs were almost platinum. They were sparsely growing around her cunt, but Christ, she looked like a little girl.
My cock looked and acted like a divining rod, standing straight up in the air, and then pointing to the nearest cunt. But in the end it pointed at Mary Lou. That perfect small, round ass; those slender, muscular legs; that moist warm, glove-like pussy, all made me want to cancel the rest of the evening and push her into the bedroom.
But Wanda had other ideas. " Let's go swimming" she said.
So I turned the lights off inside the house and we sneaked out on the porch to see if anyone was on the beach tonight. It was the middle of the week and only a couple of the houses had people staying. We had the beach to ourselves.
Emily and Wanda ran down to the water, while Mary Lou and I strolled behind, me trying to clandestinely goose her. I cupped her left ass check and massaged it, working my hand closer and closer to her center. But just as I thought I might slip a finger in from behind, Mary Lou reached back and slapped my hand.
"Please don't do that Joey" Mary Lou said quietly.
I wasn't very apologetic. "Baby, you're driving me crazy. If we don't get together soon for some serious humping and thumping, I'll lose it."
"I know", she said. "I'm so aroused. I just can't wait for you to fuck me."
I figured she must have been aroused, because that's the first time I heard her use that word in any context. I leaned closer to her and her hand accidentally brushed my dick. It felt good. Then her hand rubbed my dick again, and I realized it wasn't accidental. She was doing what she could for me as unobtrusively as possible. It didn't make matters better. It made them worse.
The girls had waded out to about where when a wave came in the water was up to their waists, but when the wave receded I could see both of their cunts. Now this is my idea of skinny dipping.
Mary Lou and I went out to join them. Of course they were splashing water on us all the way out. Then we were just doing what everyone always does in the ocean. Swimming, splashing, dunking, laughing.
Suddenly one of the girls grabbed my butt and we all started playing grab-ass. I was getting to cop a feel off all the girls and they were copping a feel off of me at the same time. What started as a small step over the line soon took on a life of its own. We were no longer splashing or laughing, but we were feeling. My hand first came up from the water to fondle Emily's boobs, tweak the round red nipples, just massage those milky whites.
Emily said "Joey, that's my weakness. Don't do that to me. It makes me crazy!"
But I noticed she wasn't pushing my hands away. All four of us were tightly together, facing each other in the water. I had a tit against each side of my chest, but the tits belonged to two different women.
My right hand, as I said, was busy with Emily's tit. My left hand worked its way down to Wanda's ass and just squeezed. Mary Lou was facing me, but so close that she was boob to boob with both of her friends. Suddenly a hand cupped my cock and fondled it lovingly.
That was the contact I had been looking for. I had a hand on my cock and I didn't know whose it was. My cock was gripped firmly. Now that hand was jerking back and forth, back and forth. The hand sped up. A second hand took hold of my balls. I could feel myself starting to lose it.
"Hey boy, what's going on down under that water. You look like you're 'bout to have a stroke! We better get back inside before you make a fool of yourself."
Wanda's broke the spell for me and I smiled sheepishly at her. I said, "Yeah, maybe we should go on in."
All four of us walked back out of the water and across the sand to the house. My dick hadn't lost any of its hardness. It pointed the way back, and the girls seemed willing to follow. There is something inherently sexy about watching a naked woman walk. It's a least three times as sexy watching three naked women strolling across the beach.
We returned to the living room and sat down and continued the party, but this time without our clothes. Nobody made any attempt to get dressed, so it certainly wasn't my place to bring the matter up.
I realized that the living room seemed to be filling up with a musky odor. I could smell each of them, it seemed. My prick was starting to bob up and down and three sets of eyes were following its movement.
Mary Lou took here eyes off of my cock long enough to turn to her friends and ask "Are your husbands bigger than that?"
Emily just shyly shook her head, but Wanda said "Hell, no. I've been fucking a pencil."
I guess I was kinda wondering what we were going to do for an encore, when Wanda yelled, "Hey! Emily has something to tell us. Tell us what happened at your house this week, Emily."
Emily frowned and said to Wanda, "Will you shut your mouth!"
Mary Lou looked puzzled. "What have you been doing that you haven't told me, girl?" she asked.
Emily had turned redder than before. Her freckles seemed to come together and her tits were turning from white to pink. Finally she said "Okay, I'll tell. But each of you has to tell something on yourselves, too."
Emily's Story
"Mary Lou, you know that guy that lives behind me at the trailer park? I swear he's been making passes at me for months. I just didn't know what to make of it.
And Johnny's been drinking so much lately that we hardly ever make love. If he wants to do it, he just climbs on, sticks it in, climbs off and he's done. I guess he's never been that good in bed.
So when David in the back kept coming on to me, I wanted to. I knew it was wrong and that God would strike me down dead if I ever did it. But I couldn't help myself. I really wanted him to make love to me!
Last Wednesday I was just being lazy, lying in bed and thinking about David and well, you know. I was getting kind of worked up. Now I don't lie around the house in the mornings playing with myself, so you just forget I ever said that.
I was horny is all. David works nights, and he always knows when I'm home. Well hell, my car sits parked right next to his window.
It must have been about 11:30 in the morning when I heard a knock on my door. I was still in my baby dolls, so I cracked open the door a bit to see who it was when David just pushed his way into my house!
He looked me up and down like I was the door prize at the bingo parlor and said 'my, my sweet thing. You are what I've been looking for all my life.'
I was already excited and you know how I am, I can't hide how red I turn. And those pajamas are so thin, my chest was sticking out almost as much as it is right now. I didn't know what to do, I swear.
He just stepped right up to me and took me in his arms, and kissed me. I do like kisses that don't smell like beer. And his hands were all over me. He grabbed my behind. Then his other hand was on my chest, pinching my nipples. You know how it affects me when someone fondles my breasts!
I just figured if God wanted me to stop, he wouldn't have put me into the situation in the first damn place. I thought I was going to climax standing just inside my door. Then I realized we were standing there with the door open!
I broke away from him and slammed the door shut. But he came up behind me and cupped both of my breasts in his hands. I closed my eyes and felt like swooning.
He was kissing my neck, and I could feel him, you know, hard against my back side right through his pants. I swear, right then and there I would have done anything that man wanted me to do. I just couldn't help myself!
He led me into the bedroom. It's right off of the living room, you know. This man was having his way with me, and I hadn't spoken one word to him. He slipped down my bottoms, and lifted up my top.
I was standing there in front of David in my altogether, just like I am right now. Joey, I have to tell you, you are only the third man that's ever seen me naked. And it's been two strange men in just a few days! I am such a harlot!
He pushed me down onto the bed, and I just laid there watching as he got undressed. I thought he looked great until I saw you, Joey.
I really didn't need any preliminaries; I don't think I had ever been so ready for it before. I expected David to just stick it right in like Johnny does. Instead he started kissing my thighs! He pushed my legs apart and kept kissing closer and closer to my, you know."
"It's a pussy, you stupid bitch" shouted Wanda.
"Okay, my pussy. There's no need to talk to me that way. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. He put his mouth right on it. And he stuck his tongue inside me. I was so hot! I couldn't help it; my hips were moving with his tongue. And he started sucking on my, you know."
"Your fucking clit! It's a clit, you clit!" Wanda had had enough of Emily's roundabout way of speaking.
"Yes, he was sucking on my, uh, clit. I was close, really close to my climax, when I heard a car roll up next to the house! Johnny had to choose this day to come home over his lunch break!
I pushed David away from me, I was frantic. I pointed him towards my closet and in he went stark naked, holding his clothes in his hands. I got back into my pajamas and put on my robe quick as I could.
Just in time, because Johnny walked into the house just then. He said 'baby, don't you ever get dressed during the day?'
I told him I was just being lazy that day, and that I hadn't expected him to come home or I would have had his lunch ready. He said he hadn't come for lunch; he was going to pick up something at Hardee's on the way back to work. He just came by to get some car magazine he had promised to lend to a friend of his.
And then, I swear to God, he says 'hey baby, how about a little afternoon delight?'
What was I supposed to say? That I wasn't in the mood? I've never been more in the mood in my life (till now). He led me back into the bedroom and started taking off his clothes as fast as he could.
What could I do? I took mine off too and lay on the bed. He climbed on top of me, just like always. And you know what? I looked over at the closet and there was David, still naked with the door partly opened. I could see he had his hand on his thing!"
"His prick. It's his prick" screamed Wanda.
"Yes, well there he was moving his hand up and down, masturbating right in front of me while Johnny was sliding his into me. I was so wet! Johnny lasted longer than he ever had before, because I guess I had never been so open before.
He was pounding into me, and I was looking David in the eyes, and then watching him jerk his cock up and down. Again I was ready to climax. Finally I was going to climax! Johnny started groaning. I was moaning and then, oh, I'm so embarrassed, I started screaming. I never scream.
I saw David close his eyes, push his hips forward and suddenly he started shooting this white stuff onto the floor of my closet. I grabbed Johnny's butt and tried to pull him deeper into me and I started to climax. I was pushing into Johnny and screaming when finally Johnny gave out that little groan that means he is done.
I saw the closet door slide shut just as Johnny said 'girl will you be quiet? That guy next store can hear you from here.'
I don't know, I just thought that was funny. I started laughing till I couldn't stop. That damn fool just got up, got dressed and left.
David opened the closet door and walked back into my bedroom. I never got a real good look at him when he was all the way hard, but he was all the way soft now.
You know, the first words I spoke to that man all day long were 'you'd best go on home. God's gone and showed us that He don't want this to happen.'
I don't think David was that disappointed. From the looks of it, he wasn't gettin' it up again any time soon anyway. So I guess I've been wondering since then, does a tongue count as being unfaithful?"
I guess you could say there were at least three people who were breathing kind of heavy at the end of that story. Emily was giving out a distinct musky odor, and my prick seemed to point in the direction of that odor. I could see dampness starting to run down her thighs. She was definitely turned on.
Emily said to me. "I know you're not a regular at these here parties, but since you're here, you've got to do your part. Tell us a story about one of your conquests, young man."
I had been trying to think of some story that would be worth telling. For a minute I thought I was going to have to tell the story of the sword swallower, cause I don't have that many experiences to brag about. But then I remembered one that was pretty good.
So I said, "I guess I could tell you about the time I was raped."
Joey's Story
This happened last Christmas. We had a fraternity Christmas party off-campus at some semi-nice hotel in town. We rented a ballroom for the party, and each guy had a room at the hotel for himself and whatever girl he invited to the get-together.
I was dating Barb, this chick I had met in English 201. She was pretty and nice and smart, characteristics that work for me. We had been seeing each other for a couple of months by this time, and the relationship had become somewhat strained.
We had been to a party in November and Barb had had a few drinks and then gone ballistic, swearing and screaming at me for no reason I could discern. I wrote the whole incident off as being caused by the drink. But then at the Christmas party, the same thing started to happen. She started slurping down those Manhattans or whatever the hell shit she was drinking and before long she became totally abusive. I finally realized that in vino veratis.
Wanda had had enough of this. "What the fuck's that supposed to mean? Can't you speak American like the rest of us?"
So I said, "Sorry Wanda, it means in wine there is truth."
Wanda wasn't satisfied with that. "That doesn't make any more fucking sense than that French shit."
" Let me get back to my story and I'll try to be clearer", says I.
The truth was that she was a bitch on wheels. She only let her guard down when she got shit-faced. She showed her true colors when she drank. I saw no reason to spend the evening being insulted, so I downed several drinks very fast and kind of drifted off to my room.
Truth be told, I was drunk as a skunk. I don't even remember going to bed, which is unusual for me. I've only blacked out once or twice in my life, and this was one of those times.
I woke up the next morning horny as hell. Barb was lying on the other bed so in an ecumenical spirit of letting bygones be bygones, I fucked her senseless (which for her wasn't a very long journey). That was, by the way, the last time I dated Barb. As far as I was concerned, we were through.
Emily said, "That's not much of a story, Joey. Here I am telling you these intimate secrets, and you tell us some awful story of how you were emotionally raped. I mean, I guess I feel sorry for you, but you will admit that it isn't very exciting."
Ah, but I'm just getting to the point. The president of our fraternity is one of those real annoying type guys. He gets straight A's, he's in the college choir, and he always talks like he is speaking to an audience. I don't think I've ever heard the word 'fuck' come out of his mouth, which is almost unbelievable in a fraternity. He's just annoying.
This guy, Wally, was engaged to this chick Amanda. Most of the brotherhood was invited to their wedding which took place just after they graduated.
Amanda is kind of hard to describe. She is extremely smart. She is going to grad school in some techie subject or other. She's in the top 10 in the class in G.P.A. That's Grade Point Average, Wanda. But there is something sensual about her. I never could see her with Wally. She is cool and he is a Nazi.
She looks like a Cheshire cat, all furry and soft and round. Her lips were huge (so were her boobs). I only knew her vaguely, since Wally and Amanda were senior big-shots and I was a lowly sophomore. But I must admit that once or twice I had pictured those huge soft lips wrapped around a certain part of my anatomy.
Wanda had to chime in "They must have been huge if you thought they could wrap themselves around that cock."
I said, "Thanks for the vote of confidence."
Several days after the party I was lounging around the living room in my fraternity waiting for the next round of "Oh, Hell" to start. We had two pretty much constant card games going in our living room, one with Bridge and one with Oh Hell. I always thought the Bridge guys were a bunch of pussies.
People joined or left the game as classes started or ended. There was a break for dinner, and then the games usually went till two or three in the morning. This is pretty sexy stuff, right?
So I was in the living room when Amanda walked in. She looked worried or something and she walked in my direction.
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I felt like Ralph Cramden, you know going 'ahubada ahubada ahubada'. I had no idea that Amanda even knew I existed let alone would have any interest in talking to me.
I finally blurted out 'What do you need to see me for?'
She looked uncomfortable and looked around. There were one or two guys setting up things at the card tables and more guys drifting in from the dining room.
'Would you mind talking to me up in your room?' she asked.
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Beach PrincessFriday night I read Peter Pan's If the Shoe Fits. Over the top, of course, but I couldn't help being caught up in the sheer bawdiness of his tale and the delight in loving the beauty of young women that energizes his writing. His stories always rekindle my own lusts, fantasies and memories of the gorgeous young creatures I've been close to, or wished I could have know more intimately.Saturday morning I went to the Post Office. As I entered the Mail Box area to pick up my "junk...
"This is a sex vacation," Tommy said."You know what that means."I was quiet and did not reply feeling both excitement and trepidation atthe prospect of another beach vacation."I know you know what that means," injected Tommy into the silence."Yes," I said."So be prepared."Tommy had purposely given me 10 days notice of his intentions. 10 days towonder. 10 days to speculate. 10 days to be anxious. 10 days to thinkabout our past two beach vacations. One thing I knew for sure: I would be naked...
Patrick and his wife, Alissa, recently had a wild sexual experience that has totally changed the dynamic of their relationship. They were both madly in love with one another, both were so full of life. Alissa is a stunning brunette who is quite shy and very reserved. Patrick had always been very proud of his sexy bride. Pat would constantly encourage her to dress in revealing clothing so other men would envy what a gorgeous wife he landed.Alissa, being the loving wife that she was, would...
Introduction: First time on a nude beach I thought Id share my latest erotic experience. As background, my daughter just graduated from high school last spring and for one of her graduation presents we decided to go to a beach for a weekend in the sun last summer. We looked on the internet for a fun beach. Padre Island looked promising, Daytona beach looked interesting, but when we read about Haulover beach, we decided that it would be fun to try it since it would be a new...
Mistress loved the beach boasting to me what better place to discipline someone in a session. Our favorite beach called “R Beach” is far enough away from civilization and voyeurs that we can do pretty much anything we wish. We liked going to the beach right after breakfast around 9 o’clock and stay till noon while there’s not a lot of people. Depending upon what we want to do we make sure we packed food, water, toys, sunscreen, perhaps an umbrella or a beach tent for some privacy. There’s...
I don't know how many of you have read about the skiing vacation I took last last winter. It was a rather boring until my boyfriend Dave and his friend Jim decided to do some very kinky things to Jim's girlfriend Cathy and me, of course. None of the individual activities were new to me, but the combination of things did get me very excited. Cathy on the other hand was quite innocent of these kinky entertainments. The vacation turned out to include her first assfuck, her first time naked in...
I had heard that a beach called False Cape State Park was a good place to go for alternative beach activities. So I told my wife we were going to VA Beach for the weekend and were going to try a new place for some nude sunbathing with the possibility of other recreational activities. She was only to happy to pack the cooler and bag, then put on her jean mini skirt for the 3 1/2 hour ride down. My wife is a petite 53 year old Asian with an adventurous spirt, high sex drive and a sex body. At...
I don't know how many of you have read about the skiing vacation I took lastlast winter. It was a rather boring until my boyfriend Dave and his friend Jimdecided to do some very kinky things to Jim's girlfriend Cathy and me, ofcourse. None of the individual activities were new to me, but the combinationof things did get me very excited. Cathy on the other hand was quite innocentof these kinky entertainments. The vacation turned out to include her firstassfuck, her first time naked in front of...
This was officially the first day of the 2019 summer and we noticed that the temperature at the beach was the highest one up to the date. Although there were some clouds on the sky it was a good day to be at the beach, as I said the best one we had this year. We reached the beach and as always I made my boyfriend strip naked as soon as he put a foot on the sand, while I keep my clothes on. Once he was naked I started to put the lotion over his skin, this always takes some time that I enjoy...
Patrick and his wife, Alissa, recently had a wild sexual experience that has totally changed the dynamic of their relationship. They were both madly in love with one another, both were so full of life. Alissa is a stunning brunette who is quite shy and very reserved. Patrick had always been very proud of his sexy bride. Pat would constantly encourage her to dress in revealing clothing so other men would envy what a gorgeous wife he landed.Alissa, being the loving wife that she was, would...
Beach Babe By Jennifer White Hi dudes. I'm Linda, and I'm a surfer chick. I love to be on the beach every day, and catch some waves. Dude! It is such a rush! If you can learn how to get up on your board, it is like so cool. But I wasn't always a surfer girl. I used to be a guy. My name was Chuck, but everything changed. *** Back then, I was a normal surfer dude. I had the good tan, long messy hair, I hung out at the beach, like all the time. If I wasn't in the water on...
Taylor looked around the small, sparsely furnished beach house he just walked in to. He had never been to Rick’s place before, though he had been to this particular beach many times. The house was a lot like this beach; not too big, rather shabby, and pretty clearly outdated but with a comforting sense of seclusion. Taylor knew it belonged to Rick’s grandparents, and he guessed it hadn’t been refurnished since it was purchased. The rest of the people there were Hunter’s friends. Hunter...
It was one of those rare sunny days in the South of England so Mark decided to make the most of it and go to the beach for the day. He knew exactly where to go, since he had discovered the enjoyment of being naked in the sun he had been going to his local nudist beach as much as he could.After the short drive to the beach, he parked up his car and made the walk down the path to the cliffs and scrambled down them to reach the beach. Ok so it may not have been Hawaii but it did allow for some...
It was early September and i usually try to hit a beach for my birthday treat.Im a naturist so made my way down to a famous nude beach about five miles away from where i live.Waiting for the ferry to cross the Harbour entrance i noticed a good looking couple in their car waiting in the queue also, looking like they were beach bound.I thought nothing more as we all drove onto the ferry in the bright sunshine, gulls screaming and sailing boats passing in the tidal entrance.I got out of my car,...
I don’t know about you guys, but I love going to the beach. And I don’t care if it’s a regular beach or a nudist one. I’ll go to any beach to have a good time. I can go there to approach girls to have sex with, to swim, eat ice cream… I don’t know; it’s just a really fun time. In some ways, I enjoy nudist beaches more because I can show off my huge cock and girls usually can’t take their eyes off of it. On these kinds of beaches, approaching any chick ends with her asking for my number and we...
Reddit NSFW ListNext thing I know, I’m walking the beaches of a beautiful, warm, and exotic beach resort. And fortunately, there are plenty of college girls around here, too. I was recently single at the time, and open to just meeting new people and having fun. I’m not bad looking, a tall and thin swimmer. I feel comfortable walking around the hot girls on the beach. And yeah, I’m discreetly taking peeks at the girls in their small bikinis. I could tell it was going to be a fun trip. I met a few people my...
It had been a long, hot day in South Central Los Angeles and the A/C in the building where Cathy worked had been out since before noon and she had spent much of the day working on her computer with streams of perspiration running down her back and cleavage, soaking the back of her white, satin blouse and outlining where her bra cups stopped and the swell of her breasts rose out of the lace that strained to contain her round, plump "C" cup breasts.The mid-fifty redhead was still very pleasant to...
It had been a long, hot day in South Central Los Angeles and the A/C in the building where Cathy worked had been out since before noon and she had spent much of the day working on her computer with streams of perspiration running down her back and cleavage, soaking the back of her white, satin blouse and outlining where her bra cups stopped and the swell of her breasts rose out of the lace that strained to contain her round, plump "C" cup breasts.The mid-fifty redhead was still very pleasant to...
Unlike my previous stories, this is purely a fictitious one. All characters in this story are fiction and the concept is a replica of my sexual desire. About me, I’m 32-year-old male, Madhusudhan from Chennai working in one of the reputed Indian company. I love sex and I love married ladies. :-) Back to story after this small intro of mine. My work timings are from morning 9 am to 6 pm every day. I love roaming alone. So, every day after office hours, I used to go to Marina beach and be there...
Beach House Sissies by cc My wife Chelsea and I were spending a week at Myrtle Beach, which if you've never been there is crowded, noisy and fun. We had a time-share condo close to the ocean, and I noticed a couple staying across the street. I don't know if their place was a time-share or a vacation home, but there was an expensive car parked under the house (This close to the beach all the houses are built atop heavy ten-foot pilings and everyone parks their cars beneath them.) and...
Cathy and I stand beside the sign that says Nude Beach: No Photography. We strip off our bathing suits and put them in the holdall with our mobile phones and sun lotion. Two naked men approach, one short and dark, the other tall and blond. Both sport large penises.The blond introduces himself as the beach master with a hint of Scandinavian in his English accent. He says the nude beach is on his private property, at least the access to the beach is his land, so he makes the rules. Unlike most...
Thought I'd share another story about an experience on a beach a few years ago...A few years ago I spent some time living and working in Spain, near Tarragona in the north west. I used to visit the local beaches as often as I could and found a few quieter spots that I liked to go to. Sometimes I'd strip off if there was no-one about and I had a great all over tan!During one of my more fem phases I decided to go to the beach. I'd admired all the lucky girls who got to wear little bikinis and go...
It's been an interesting couple of weeks, lots going on at home and at work. I really love my life right now, my husband lets me, and encourages me to explore my wilder side, and I have really gotten into it. I love sex, all types, and have been trying many new things these past couple of years. Up until about 5 years ago I was a nice middle class housewife living in Hawaii, than my hormones got the best of me and I started flashing guys,this leading to blow jobs, than getting fucked, to...
---------------- The Close family: Beach Vacation I -------------Cast:Stepfather: FritzStepdaughter: EllenGrandson: MarkFritz had taken his young stepdaughter Ellen and her teenage son Mark to the beach for a holiday. On the drive to the beach, Fritz had suggested that they take a single motel room to save on expenses. Enjoying the wonderful weather, excited about her first vacation in months, Ellen agreed without hesitation. She hugely appreciated her stepfather taking her and her son on...
BEACHAPT.TXT 1 of 2. by Cindy V. femdom, TV, humiliation "Are you really inviting me to share your apartment at the beach with both of you for a week, for free?" I asked incredu-lously, amazed at my good fortune. Lisa and Nancy smiled at each other. For two sisters who had ordinary jobs and are not models, I don't think there could be two more gorgeous women. Lisa is a secretary, about 28, with long wavy, blonde hair, a beautiful face, and a body that she likes to show off and tease...
The blond introduces himself as the beach master with a hint of Scandinavian in his English accent. He says the nude beach is on his private property, at least the access to the beach is his land, so he makes the rules. Unlike most nude beaches, sex is not only permitted but also required, so if we want to sunbathe in the nude, we will have to show how liberal we are by having sex in front of an audience of nudists. We exchange a surprised look, laugh, flush with embarrassed excitement, and...
I live right on the Atlantic Ocean in Florida and have a very nice beach for my front yard. It is well posted but you really can’t keep everyone out. Like most people that own ridding lawn mowers, snow blowers, and assorted ski equipment I own a beach combing machine that literally combs the beach and removes anything bigger than a dime down to a foot deep. In essence I have one of the best-groomed beachfronts in my area. I had a canal dug along one edge of my property from the ocean all...
The freshly satisfied lovers made their way down the beach hand in hand. Alissa left her husband behind passed out cold. She knew he was exhausted and still way too high to follow them. She was really looking forward to spending some alone time with her new lover. She was hopeful that he would be willing to make love to her once more today, all on her own without the intrusion of her husband.She couldn't believe how out of control she had gotten today, but it was impossible for her to deny how...
"Aw, c'mon, Mom, can I go to the beach? Please?" "As I told you, no. The last time you went to the beach, we had to come looking for you - the problem, kiddo, is that you love the beach too much." I loved this banter. Angie, my nineteen-year old daughter, and Samantha, my 35-year young wife, were veterans at it. I can't quite place the time they started these kind of healthy arguments, but I can assure you, it's always a pleasure to watch the two of them thrust and parry like...
Greetings, This is my first story I am posting on ISS please pardon me for any mistakes. I am jotting down true incident that happened with us on our trip to most happening place of India, Goa. Myself Ashy, Monty, Harry, Chandu went to Goa to De-cafe ourselves from hustle and bustle of our jobs and city life and reached Goa. It was noon when we reached our hotel and sun was beaming hot on our head as we were welcomed by a beautiful lady who garlanded us with flowers and provided a drink to cool...
Beach Blonde Synopsis: A beautiful but troubled blonde seductress meets a young man on the lookout for some fun. Too late, he realizes that "fun is in the eyes of the beholder." I was meandering along the boardwalk one summer eveningwatching the interaction among various groupings of people. Teenagecouples stopped to lean against the aluminum rails and press bodiesagainst each other and neck. Married people were pushing toddlersin strollers. Older people, some in...
The water was cold on my body, causing little goose bumps to rise all over me. I loved the feeling of the sun against my skin, then the feel of the cold water rinsing the suntan oil off. Nude beaches were my particular thing. I liked being a female and naked against the elements. I loved the feel of the wind, the sun, and the water against my naked body; my breasts always became super sensitive on these occasions. It excites me to be looked at, too. I like looking at other people too. I had...
After I got my umbrella set up and a beach chair, I laid out a towel for my dog. As I sat there, it was hard to not look over at the family, because they were very active. Later that morning, it was getting hot, but as I continued to watch this family, it seemed to be extended family, with lots kids, and adults of various ages. As I watched, I figured out they had rented the house that was right by the beach entrance, because every now and then someone either went up the house or came down...
Several years ago, my (now ex) wife and I took my parents to the beach in Florida. It was a purely family vacation and we were having a great time. My dad and I played golf most days, then relax on the beach and go out for dinner together. Despite being on a family vacation, I admit going to the beach ALWAYS makes me horny as hell. In fact, I had been really good lately. I would still see my long time fuck buddy, Pam, every so often. But, due to a variety of circumstances, it had been several...
The sun broke through the mid-morning haze as Brandy and I made our way over the dunes and toward the beach. For the last couple days, we had been camping at Watch Hill Campground on Fire Island. It's a beautiful place, well removed from the hectic pace of the city. Unfortunately, the campsites are placed so close together that we haven't had much privacy in this otherwise intimate setting, a reality that proved insufferable last night.This was my only grievance as we traipsed over the dunes....
The sun broke through the mid-morning haze as Brandy and I made our way over the dunes and toward the beach. For the last couple days, we had been camping at Watch Hill Campground on Fire Island. It's a beautiful place, well removed from the hectic pace of the city. Unfortunately, the campsites are placed so close together that we haven't had much privacy in this otherwise intimate setting, a reality that proved insufferable last night.This was my only grievance as we traipsed over the dunes....
Hi I am Nithin. I am very happy with the responses I got from our dear readers. I was planning to write about my MBA days again. But then this incident happened. So I thought I must share this beautiful experience with readers. I got large number of e-mails from various parts of India. Few are from ladies and a large number from gents. In that too majority were impotent husbands who want their wives to be fucked and get pregnant. I believe in safe sex. I always use condom while having sex. Only...
Well we had such a fun day that we decided to try the beach again and this time we were going to the nudist part that our friends from yesterday were telling us about. I had convinced you to go nude and as we got to th nudist beach there was a big dune and some cabins to get changed in, We had never been to a nudist beach but as we had fucked on a regular beach I didn’t see it being much of a problem.We got changed and wondered out you holding my hand tight as we walked along in the dunes...
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I got out of school 2 weeks ago, and I am so siced for summer. Driving down the Bay Way, I'm in my family's Honda we just got after I got my license. Its like 78 degrees out and no clouds. I live for summer, and when summer comes, we go to Ocean City. My names Sam by the way. 6 foot 160, dirty blond and blue eyes. Slight muscle tone. Im not too...
I am a young guy in my twenties walking on a really quiet beach in just my beach shorts with my towel in hand. I find a nice spot to place my towel on the sand and I take a little lie-down. I decide to just relax there, take in the view and listen to the waves roll up the beach. I lay there for a while daydreaming and enjoying the sun. A guy walks slowly, looking like he just is going to walk on by like other people have, but instead he walks up to me. As he comes nearer I see that he is hot...
Gay Male'You want me to flaunt myself in public?!'It was our penultimate night of our 14 day holiday on the South Coast of France. I had deliberately chosen our hotel as it was placed centrally on a 'clothing optional' beach. Despite Julie loosening her attitude to exposure in private (read my Fantasy Photoshoot story) I had yet to persuade Julie to expose herself in public. I had hoped I could persuade her to maybe lose her top at the beach. She would look so hot sunbathing topless! I had even brought...
A solid month of travel, meetings, and incredible project deadlines and I was mentally, spiritually and physically exhausted. I flew home and arrived at my apartment late Thursday evening and immediately passed out. The next morning, I went in and told my boss I needed a break. One look at my face and my boss knew he had one unhappy camper on his team. He smiled at me and agreed I should take some time off. I thanked him for his generosity and returned to my desk. With two phone calls, I booked...
If I only knew then what I know now. It’s a pretty good thing I didn’t, though. I would have been dangerous. I had just turned sixteen, lived in Costa Mesa, California, only four miles from the beach. I had bought a pool cleaning route and was making pretty good money at it. The money I made cleaning pools was spending money too. Since I was on the swim team and water polo team and my parents thought I was pretty industrious they paid for clothes and all that. My dad and I split yard...
She loved going to the beach. Playing in the water was fun and parading up and down the sand was fun too. She didn’t mind if her light brown Latino skin got a little bit darker from the sun although she tried to avoid tan lines and it was legal to be topless here. The little marks from the thong could be avoided by moving it around from time to time as she lay on the beach furniture. Didn’t want to burn her pussy tissues though. She got her boyfriend to bring her there quite often even though...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Zoe, Liz and Jilly wandered down the hill from Liz's home overlooking the Portuguese beach. Zoe and her big sister and niece turned a few heads of the locals as they headed for the beaches only restaurant for brunch. Sunny beaches and golden sands were a theme throughout the sisters lives. Their father had been a servicemen and they't been service 'brats@ brought up on the move on dads overseas postings. Zoe a career woman was at the end of a months...
Erotic[Note: this story involves the same characters as the series ‘Coyoacan Mi Amor.’ I wanted to make it part of that cycle but it can be read on its own. Enjoy!] —— ‘You’re in for a real treat,’ said Bernardo as he steered the Jeep Cherokee over the rutted road. Scrub brush lined the lanes, every few miles they stopped as a cow ambled across. ‘My kidneys are bruised from all the bumping. It’d better be great whenever we get where you’re taking us, Bernardo,’ said Dan Lissner, senior writer for...
My family, which consists of my significant other and his child, planned a weekday trip to Old Orchard Beach, Maine, two weeks in advance. We do this a few times each summer since his family owns a house there. When he allows a friend of his child to join us, it becomes a sexless vacation. The beach is white and the town center has plenty of amusements, games, and restaurants open to all ages every night of the week. I needed adult fun, so I planned ahead to enjoy myself in spite of the...
Straight SexI was in Miami staying at a hotel approximately 1 mile North of Haulover Beach. One morning, I was sitting by the ocean at my hotel when a man my age came up to me and started chatting. His name was Jake and he was from Brooklyn, as we chatted my eyes were not looking at his eyes but at the blue speedo he was wearing. Of particular interest to me was the outline of his penis shaft and its mushroom head clearly visible. Embarrassed I stood up to look at him and it was his turn to stare at may...
Beach BallsMichelle Johnson liked what she was seeing.Her daughter Keesha was getting lots of attention. Now that Michelle was laying face down on the towel, the attention of the men on the beach had shifted from Michelle to the curvy little twelve-year-old who was standing in the sand next to her, undressing.Michelle had chosen this spot because of all the men that were nearby - Michelle loved to be watched. When she and Keesha got out of the car, Michelle stripped to her bikini right away, so...
Reba walked down the beach until there were no more bathers. She was out of sight of any houses or condos. A drift wood log was a good place to stop and sit. She had some decisions to make. She had let her life get in a hell of a shape. Just a little over a year before she had married Howard. She had married a slob, a real bum. Howard was drinking too much. He was drunk on their wedding night and seldom came home from work sober. Reba's salary was almost double the amount Howard made...
My girlfriend Geena is 23 and I just turned 27 and we recently started going to a local nude beach, mostly to people watch but for a little bit of exhibitionism too. It started off innocently enough; Geena found out that it excited her to show off her body to men, so she started going braless while we shopped in our local mall which morphed into letting men see her when she tried on clothes in department and specialty stores. Then going out to a nude beach seemed like the next logical step. At...
This morning (Friday) was a gorgeous day, one of the classic Australian East Coast summer days. About 20C, no wind and not a cloud in the sky. After doing some work I decided to head up to Birdie Beach (nude beach about half an hour north of my place). I’d touch up my speedo tan and do some paperwork. When I go up to Birdie Beach I usually park in the normal carpark just to see what is going on since that is the main nudist area. But then I walk south of the point far enough that I have some...