It’s finally warmed up here and I’ve been missing the nude beach so much that I decided to pack my bag and head off down to the coast for the day to spend the day naked in the sand dunes. I arrived early because it was the first sunny Saturday for ages and I had a feeling it might get quite busy. I like walking along the crest of the dunes and being able to choose my spot, normally a nice secluded sandy clearing with a nice view down over the beach.
I arrived at the beach and began the mile-long walk from the car, up the sandy track that leads to the clothing-optional beach. As I had suspected it was already busy and as I approached through the back of the dunes I could already see lots of naked men walking around in between the paths and bushes that lead through the dunes.
It was at this point I needed to make a decision. Should I head right at the top and go down towards what’s regarded as the “family and couples” end of the beach or should I go left, towards the gay and more “liberal” end of the dunes where I’ve seen all kinds of wild sexual behaviour in the past? The couple’s end is fine if you want a quiet purely naturist day where any sexual behaviour is frowned upon but today I decided to be a bit more adventurous and I began walking down towards the more sexy and exciting end.
I’d noticed in the past that the end of the beach where I was headed was frequented overwhelmingly by naked single men, many of whom were gay and looking for cock. I have to admit that I’ve watched them having sex with total strangers in the past and I’ve become so sexually aroused watching them sucking and fucking that I’ve ended up masturbating myself after seeing them. Mixed in with the gay guys are the straight and bi-curious men… some are probably married and looking to suck another man for the first time but also men looking for couples and single women that like to put on open displays for the horny voyeurs. On more than one occasion I’ve seen a couple surrounded by 6 or 7 naked men all stroking their hard cocks and thought how exciting it must be for them.
Eventually, I reached a great-looking little spot. It was almost a perfect circle of fine white sand surrounded by the course beach grass that grows there. I opened up my bag and took my large white beach towel out and laid it down so I would be facing the sun and have a view down onto the beach itself. You may be wondering why I don’t lay out on the beach itself but I’ve always preferred being in the dunes where you can do whatever you want without worrying about what the beachgoers next to you will think.
After laying out my towel I stood there overlooking the bushes and taking in the beautiful scenery around me. As I looked left and right I could see the tops of heads of naked men walking around looking for whatever it was they were into and I felt a little rush of excitement at the thought of taking my skimpy white beach dress off. Eventually, I plucked up the courage and, still standing, pulled my dress up over my head and stuffed it back into my bag. I turned back to face the beach completely nude and felt a huge rush of excitement as the sea breeze drifted over my naked body making my nipples stiffen until they stood out hard as bullets. I get aroused every time I’m naked outdoors but seeing all the nude men wandering the sandy tracks around me just made it even more intense and I could feel my pussy beginning to tingle.
I turned and lay down on my back now sheltered from the breeze by the thorny scrubby bushes around me and immediately felt the heat of the sun on my skin. It wasn’t long before droplets of sweat began to trickle down my skin from the heat of the sun and I shivered in pleasure as a droplet ran down my shaved pussy making me shudder a little as it passed over the top of my protruding clit. It was at this point I heard the faint sound of feet scuffing along the sandy track that ran along the front of my little clearing linking all the little sunbathing spots together and I knew at any moment someone would appear.
I lay back with my sunglasses on and pretended to be asleep. The men at the beach are generally very well-behaved and are wary of being too obvious of pestering women and couples so as not to draw attention from the beach wardens that occasionally patrol the beach discouraging any excess lewd behaviour. As I looked up I saw the top of a man’s bald head approaching and I lay there waiting to see what kind of reaction he would have.
Sure enough, moments later a tall tanned naked man stepped into the foot of my little clearing.. he stopped and had that slightly nervous look about him. He stood still no more than 6 feet away from me and spent a good few seconds getting a good close-up view of my nude body before nervously looking away and pretending to look at the beach and out to sea. Every few seconds I could see his head move to catch another glimpse of me. I saw him reach down to his large soft cock and briefly fondle himself as he partially pretended to be dusting off sand or something. I watched and lay still until he became nervous and continued walking along the track clearly worried about being overly voyeuristic.
I watched through the gaps in the grass as he walked a little further down the track until he eventually stopped and looked back towards my spot, clearly deciding how long he should leave it before his next pass. It was then I decided that should he make an obvious return I would give him a little more encouragement that I was quite happy for him to perv on me.
I looked on at him standing there knowing he would casually walk back anytime soon pretending he was merely returning to wherever he was sunbathing that day I opened my legs wide and let my hand drift down to my already wet slit as I began circling a finger over my soft pink pussy lips and I lay back in intense excitement at the uncertainty of the next few minutes.
Once again I heard the sound of sand being displaced by feet and for a second I stopped masturbating out of fear of being caught. But I didn’t. I kept gently stroking my hard clit with my index finger and running my nail up and down the length of my damp slit. I could feel beads of sweat running down from my hard pointy tits and I began to feel very aroused at the thought of being watched.
At that moment my new admirer appeared out of the bushes and stood there watching, briefly surprised and shocked at what he saw. I continued looking at him through my shades and he clearly was still a little nervous not knowing whether or not he had disturbed a private moment. I gave him a small smile. Just enough to reassure him I knew he was there and that I was ok with him looking. His demeanour instantly changed and after a look about to make sure the coast was clear, he began stroking his now twitching tanned cock.
I watched as his cock began to grow in his hand. It really was very big and I could feel my cunt becoming wetter and wetter as I watched it grow from semi to fully erect in his hands as we both silently enjoyed watching each other get more aroused. Using two fingers, I parted my pussy lips giving him a good close view of my pink wet slit and after one last look about he knelt down very close to my feet, by now his huge engorged cock fully erect revealing his big hanging balls.
I slipped a finger inside me and with my thumb, I began to flick my clit softly moaning as I did. I felt his hand touch my toes and watched as he stroked his big veiny penis faster and faster.
(More soon)