Accidental Voyeur

For Sophie one of the pleasures of holidaying in Cornwall was the opportunity to take early morning walks along the cliff tops before everywhere became too busy. This morning she was out even earlier than normal after a restless night's sleep in the unusually high temperatures. As she set out at 6.30 a.m. the thermometer was showing 24 degrees. Deciding it was certainly not going to get any colder she set off wearing only a short pair of denim shorts and a little white crop top.

Strolling along the cliff top path she had a sense of wellbeing springing from a combination of a fit healthy body, fresh air and the sun on her back. She was reasonably familiar with this route, but after about 20 minutes she noticed what appeared to be a faint track leading to the cliff edge. Sophie had never noticed this before, and her sense of adventure made it inevitable that she would follow the track to see where it led. Shortly she was at the cliff edge and there she saw a path of sorts leading down the cliff to a rocky beach in a secluded cove. The path looked challenging in places but by no means insurmountable, so, having nothing better to do with her morning, she decided to follow it down to the beach.

Without ever feeling in any sort of danger she reached the beach with a sense of achievement and exhilaration following her efforts in negotiating the route down the cliff face. Now she was down Sophie decided to take a walk around the cove, checking out the rock pools for signs of life. So absorbed was she in search for nature that she was almost didn't see the two men wandering up the beach after an early morning swim. Aside from the fact that the beach did not look that well frequented, the sight would not have been particularly remarkable except for the fact that the two men were naked.

Instinctively Sophie ducked down behind a large rock. Peeking out over the top of the rock she could tell that the men had not seen her, as they continued walking up the beach towards their towels and clothes. She knew that she shouldn't be looking, but they both looked in great shape, and she couldn't see any harm in just a quick glance. Oblivious to her presence they bent and picked up their towels to dry off. At this stage Sophie was debating whether to try and beat a silent retreat back the way she had come, or make some "innocent" loud noise to alert them to her presence before she came walking round the corner.

This internal debate was cut short, as her jaw dropped and her eyes widened, when the two men started to dry each other off. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Their burgeoning erections confirmed that this was no innocent event, but the worst thing from her point of view was that the sight was actually turning her on. That couldn't be right. They were two gay men engaging in the first stages of foreplay. How could she find that exciting? Whatever the answer, there was no doubting the fact that she was excited by it.

At that moment she came up with a third option. Stay hidden and watch what they did. What they did next was to move closer to each other and reach round to dry each other's backs. She could no longer see their cocks as their groins were pressed so closely together. They both dropped their towels and embraced, their naked bodies pressed together from top to bottom. For a moment Sophie thought they were going to kiss as they looked into each other's eyes, but then they both eased their hold on the other and started to let their hands wander.

Now that they had parted slightly she could see that they were both fully erect. As they ran their hands over each other their cocks kept coming into contact. The sight was one of the most erotic that Sophie had ever seen, but even that was surpassed when the guy on the right took both of their cocks in his right hand and started to wank them both simultaneously. His hand worked expertly as he slowly and firmly stroked up and down their shafts.

For a moment Sophie thought he was going to keep going until one or other of them came, but his friend had other ideas, as he loosened his grip and then knelt in front of him. As he took the tip of the other man's cock into his mouth, Sophie's hand involuntarily strayed between her legs and began to stroke through her shorts.

She increased the pressure of her fingers as she watched the cock disappear inside the welcoming mouth. With slow movements of his head he worked on the full length of the shaft, taking almost all of it into his mouth then backing off until just his tongue was in contact with the tip of the helmet. Sophie's shorts were now round her ankles as her finger worked between her pussy lips, stroking her clit one moment and sliding inside the next.

The man giving the blow job was now playing with himself as well, and Sophie gasped involuntarily as she saw him start to come. He was evidently extremely aroused, judging by the amount of cum that shot out onto his friend's legs and feet. Sophie watched in amazement as he broke off from his act of fellatio to lick his companion's legs and feet clean of his own cum. His friend was wanking while having his lower limbs licked clean, and arched his back as he too came. As he started to shoot he gave a strangled cry which alerted his friend who looked up just in time to receive most of his load in his face, before obligingly sucking him dry, until he could take no more and had to push his head away.

It was all too much for Sophie, who felt her own climax start to take over her body. Somehow she managed to stifle her moans as the orgasm swept over her, and eventually her fingers ended their work of stimulation. Licking them clean of her own juices she was relieved to see the two men settle down on their towels to soak up some sun. Deciding after all that a silent retreat was the best option, she retraced her steps back up to the cliff top. As she strolled along the main path she wondered what were the chances of her husband doing something like that for her to watch.