05 Sex At The River

05 Sex at the River

After a few weekends on the crazy swinger's nude beach by the river, I decided to take two weeks off from work. The weather forecast was great, so I could get a few nice days and hopefully some good sex on the beach. As I had run out of drinks, I quickly went to the local supermarket to get some.

At the check out I noticed a guy I had seen somewhere before. Before I could think any more, he said "Hi again". Then I noticed it was one of the single (wanking) guys at the river. He introduced himself as "Peter". He asked if I was back on the beach anytime soon, and I told him "yes, today".

He told me he was also going there a little later, after completing some shopping for his ill mother. We both went our ways, and I thought no more of it, except that he was a quite good looking guy in his thirties.

I went home, had a shower and quickly decided what to wear. My inner me told me to wear something really hot. After a while I decided to wear a very short black dress. The top of the dress barely covered my books, great big cleavage for everybody to see.

I drove to the car park, already feeling the moisture in my pussy, thinking of all that went on the last few weeks. Being a Monday, the car park was rather empty, only a few cars parked.

I walked down to the river through the forest and found only two couples and one single guy around.

I settled down in my usual spot, undressed and lay on my back. I thought, just soak up the warm sun and get a tan. So I lay there with my legs apart and shut my eyes. I must have fallen asleep, as I suddenly woke up hearing a voice saying "Hello, again" It was Peter, I met in the store earlier that day. I offered him to lay on my blanket and after he got undressed, we started chatting and drinking beer he had taken along.

I had a good look at him and thought, he was quite a handsome guy. His cock was also nice to look at. I saw him looking between my legs a few times. I did not mind at all. He then asked me if I would mind applying some oil on his back. I told him to lay down and started squirting some oil on his back. I gave him a gentle massage on his back legs, even taking some time oiling his rather nice buttocks. When he sat up again, he offered to do my back.

I lay down, while turning over I noticed his cock had grown, now semi erect. Nice sight. He did my back, my legs, my shoulders. When he did the inside of my legs, I parted them slightly to make it easier for him,

Every Time his hand came up my inner thighs, I felt a finger brushing over my pussy. That turned me quite on. When he finished and I turned around, I saw his fully hard cock. Wow.

I told him to do my front now, which he happily agreed to. He spent some time massaging my tits and the inside of my legs, again brushing one finger over my pussy. I felt the moisture in my pussy building up, my God, I was horny as hell. I reached out and started touching his hard cock. Slowly stroking up and down at first, playing with his balls. By now he was fingering my pussy and rubbing my clit.

I then fancied some 69 action, I told him to lay down on his back. I crawled over him, sticking my pussy right in his face, while I started sucking his big boner. I noticed the couple near us were fucking. Nice. Peter licked my clit really good, sticking a few finger in my wet hole now and again. He also played with my anus, slowly inserting a finger deeply in to my asshole. My God, I enjoyed that. It had been a while, since I had cock up my ass, is it gonna happen today?

We kept on sucking and lick for some time, i must have come two or three times, cunt juice was dripping all over his face. I felt that he was also ready to cum, I sucked him really hard and soon his cum was squirting in my mouth. I enjoyed every drop of it, swallowing the lot.

After that hot 69 action, I wondered if I was turning into a slut now? I was having sex with a stranger in public. But, I enjoyed it. That's all that mattered.

We chatted for a while. I told him all about my marriage, including sex once a fortnight. I believe I am enjoying my freedom right now.

He told me that he is married, but their relationship is going downhill at the moment. They both go their own ways, and he strongly believes his wife is shagging another guy.

After another beer we decided to walk along the river for a bit. We chatted to a couple laying further down the river. Peter later told me, that couple were serious swingers, both bi-sexual as it happens.

After walking for a bit I noticed Peter's cock coming back to life. Walking along the river with a semi-erect stranger turned me on. I stopped, knelt down and started giving him head. His cock was soon hard and we decided to walk back. Peter walked past couples and other guys sporting an erection, that really switched me on.

As soon as we got back, I started sucking him again. He then said he wanted to fuck me now. I told him to lay down. I slipped over him and slowly lowered my pussy on to his erection. I started riding him, his hard cock felt so good inside me. I raised my pace and rode him like a bronco, while he played with my tits.

I came twice, my pussy releasing juice in big squirts. Then he threw me off and told me to kneel down. He fucked me from behind, while playing with my anus. He slid a finger and deep fingered my buthole.

I was going mad with lust, I told him to fuck my ass, but please be gentle. He slid out, applied some pussy juice around and in to my asshole, then I felt his dick rubbing in asshole. He slowly inserted his cock in my ass, bit by bit. After getting used to it, I screamed "Fuck my Arse".

He now was hammering his cock in my wet asshole, while i was fingering and rubbing my clit. I came twice again before Peter slid his cock out and sprayed his cum all over me. My God, that was hot. Beeing fucked in the ass by a complete stranger must have been my sexual highlight of all times, well at least up in the top five.

Before I decided to pack up for the day, Peter asked me out for dinner. I politely said no, I was not ready to do that. He was a married man after all, so no, no thank you.

Also I was not ready for dates, especially as I enjoyed my sexual freedom at the moment.

I was more ready to be a slut at the moment, rather more than getting involved in a relationship.

I kissed the guy goodbye and left for home.

Sitting in the car, my arse felt rather sore. Never mind.

***** Story continues in next Chapter *****