Hi, my name is Joe White and I'm newly retired at 56 years of age. I have recently taken up hiking as a hobby to help me keep in shape and fill some of my days. Despite my age, the physical nature of my past job and my various activities since have kept me trim and in good shape. I'm proud to say that my 6'1" frame still carries a decent amount of lean muscle on my broad shoulders and thick chest. My abdominals don't quite have the well defined six pack I once sported, but what do you expect at my age. I keep my salt and pepper hair short and my beard well trimmed. While my startling blue eyes have dimmed some with age, women still comment on them as being one of my most remarkable features.
I pulled into the empty parking lot at the trail head, parked my car and stepped out into the mid-morning heat. I hadn't expected many other hikers being mid-week in the middle of June. Most vacations were still a few weeks away, once the kids were done school. I felt sorry for the working stiffs for missing out on this glorious day. The forecast was for nothing but sunshine and warm temps. In fact, it was for this reason that I had chosen this particular hike. The trail, though quite difficult, followed a meandering river through a steep river gorge. The draw, in this particular case, were the numerous deep pools that were accessible along the trail. If you became over-heated, you could simply go for a swim to cool off.
I was headed for what, in my mind, was the hidden gem of this trail. A number of years back, during a week of particularly heavy rain, the rushing waters of the river had cut off one of the river's loops. The trail had to be rerouted, essentially cutting off that small section of the trail. This now abandoned trail section just happened to include one of the nicest swimming holes along the river. To access the beach, you had to traverse the now very rocky dry-wash left behind by the flood. Unless you knew the old trail was there, you just followed the path and skipped this section of river. In the many times I had been there since the flood, I had never seen another sole at this swimming hole. I now considered it my personal piece of paradise.
I had just strapped on my carefully packed knapsack and was heading for the trail when I heard a car coming up the narrow dirt road to the parking lot. It wasn't so much the car I heard, but the loud music rolling from the open the windows. "Hmm," I thought to myself, as I turned to the trail, soon dismissing the intrusion from my mind.
I arrived at my little piece of paradise after a hard 3/4 of an hour hike. As I said, it's a challenging hike and I was in a good lather of sweat. Stripping off my pack and all my clothes (yes, since I consider the beach mine, I made it clothing optional) I immediately headed for the water. Now, being on the East coast of Canada in June, the water still had some bite to it - perfect for this situation. When I walked from the water five minutes later, my normally medium-large package was shrunken beyond recognition, with my balls pulled tight up into my body. I figured it might take a while for the sun to warm me back to normal. I spread out my beach blanket and started to cover my body with suntan lotion, applying a generous amount to my cock and balls. Between the heat and the rubbing, my package was finally returning to its normal dimensions. Pulling a beer from my small cooler, I was just laying back when I thought I heard the sound of girl's voices drifting on the breeze. I really didn't think much about it as I sipped my cold beer and stretched out on my secret beach.
It was about five minutes later when I was brought out of my half-doze state by a whispered female voice.
"Jen, there's a naked guy on the beach!"
" What! Where? Let me see!," responded what I assumed to be Jen.
I decided that the best response in this situation was no response at all, so I continued to lay there with my eyes closed hoping these intruders on my solitude would move on. I continued to hear them whispering back and forth, but couldn't make out what was being said. After some whispered discussion, a call came floating from the bushes.
"Excuse me! Naked guy on the beach!
I leaned up on my elbow to acknowledge hearing them, and looked in the direction of their voices.
" Ummm, Hi! Jen and I were wondering if you would mind sharing the beach?"
By this time the two girls had stepped out from the bushes and I thought "Wow!".
There stood two very prototypically hot young women, probably late teens or early twenties. Both stood slightly above average in height, with slim athletic builds. One girl had long blond hair tied in a pony-tail and perky, medium sized tits. The other girl was a brunette with shoulder length hair pulled back behind her ears and slightly bigger breasts. The girls both wore string bikini tops that showed off their firm young boobs and barely covered nipples. Like carbon copies, they each had long, slim athletic legs extending from tight booty shorts that accentuated firm, round, well developed bums.
I realized, after a long pause, that we were having a mutual stare down and I hadn't answered their question.
"Hey," I responded, "I have no problems sharing the beach, as long as you don't mind sharing it with a naked old guy, cuz I don't plan to dress."
The girls faces lit up and they started walking towards me. The beach wasn't very big, but I still didn't expect them to come right up beside me and lay down their towels.
"Hi, I'm Wendy and this is my friend Jen."
Jen's smile lit her beautiful face as she gave a small wave and said, "Hi!"
"Hello ladies. It's nice to meet you both. My name is Joe. Joe White" I responded.
The girls giggled like they shared a private joke as they took furtive glances at my cock.
"Nice to meet you Joe. We don't mind your being naked," Jen said, "and I must say, you look pretty damn fine for an 'old' guy."
" Yeah, we thought about continuing on to another beach, but actually we came here to work on our all-over tan too. We have our high school graduation coming up, and we don't want tan lines," Wendy said. "You don't mind if we get naked with you, do you Joe?"
"Wendy, I'd have to be an absolute moron to not want to share the beach with two beautiful naked women such as yourselves."
The girls giggled at my response and started to strip off what little clothing they wore. Until now my body had been behaving itself, but at the sight of these girls shedding their clothes, nature started to rear it's head - and I'm not talk'n figuratively.
If I didn't know better, I would have thought these girls had coordinated how to strip for maximum effect. They were unabashedly staring at my cock as they took turns slowly removing articles of clothing. Jen removed her top first, revealing full perky C sized tits that stood proud from her chest, topped with puffy dark pink areola and rock hard nipples. My cock started to chub, straightening up to a semi-rigid six inches. The girls smiled, giving themselves the side-eye before Wendy started to remove her top. Wendy licked her lips and looked directly at me as she reached for the bows of her top. She untied the back bow first, as both girls continued to monitor my cock's response. Wendy reached up behind her neck to untie the remaining bow, revealing (in my mind) the most perfect set of firm unturned tits I've ever seen. Slightly larger that Jen's, Wendy's tits were teardrop shaped, capped with small heavily crinkled brownish pink areola and long thick nipples. These tits just begged to be sucked. Throughout this undressing process, my cock had continued to grow in both length and girth, and was now standing almost straight up, six and a half inches from base to tip. I heard a gentle moan and looked up from Wendy's tits to see a look of genuine appreciation and lust on each girl's faces. They looked at each other, gave a small nod, and turned to expose their shapely backsides. Hooking thumbs into waist bands, the girls smiled over their shoulder while slowly sliding their bootie shorts down their long toned legs. Bending at the waist, they took their shorts and bikini bottoms all the way to their ankles.
My first thought was," Holy fuck, this can't be be happening!" As their shorts cleared their gorgeous round asses, two beautiful, clean-shaven pussies were exposed to my view.
" Ohhhhh fuck!," I unconsciously moaned as my lust for these two hotties mounted. My cock had now reached its pinnacle of hardness, pointing its full seven inches directly at my chin.
"Hahahaa," the girls laughed and they turned, exposing the full front of their lush nubile bodies.
"We're sorry we teased you Joe," Wendy laughed, "but we just had to see that gorgeous cock of yours fully hard.
While I've had a number of women comment on how aesthetically pleasing my thick, circumcised cock was, gorgeous was an adjective I have not yet heard applied.
"Come on Wendy," Jen squealed, "let's cool off!" Two naked young women quickly turned and ran towards the river with tits bouncing and asses flexing with each stride they took.
"Aaaaah!," they both shouted as their hot bodies hit the cold water.
"Shit that's cold," Jen screamed!
" Fuck, our nipples could cut diamonds," Wendy giggled.
I totally agreed! What I originally thought were hard nipples paled in comparison to the big, cold-crinkled nipples that stood out from each set of their teen aged tits. They were standing in waist deep water displaying their wares when they turned towards me.
"Hey Joe, are you coming in to join us?" Jen asked.
Never one to turn down an invitation from a sexy naked woman, let alone two, I said, "Yeah, I'll be in as soon as I finish my beer."
The girls swam into deeper water and I could hear whispering between them as I finished my beer and stood. My dick was still pointing at the sun as I entered the water.
The girls giggled as they took in the sight. " Nice cock, Joe!" Jen exclaimed.
"Yeah! It's so big and thick," followed Wendy in a demure but sexy voice. "Nicest one I've ever seen in real life."
"I'm not sure if you'll still think so once it hits the cold water," I responded. As my balls sank into the water, the girls started to swim towards me. I could see their tight young bodies through the crystal clear water, which apparently helped me to maintain my erection, despite the cold. After taking a quick swim, I stood with my mostly erect cock breaking the surface of the waist deep water.
"Hey, I thought you said it was going to go down in the cold water," Wendy said, as she stared at me from a crouched dick-height position a few feet away.
"Well, apparently I forgot to take into account the presence of two naked, extremely sexy young women, and how that might counter the effects of cold water."
