It had been only a week since I had every man's dream, a threesome with two women servicing me. Why couldn't I have had this kind of action when I was a young stud? I got a call from my sweetie Sophia that turned out to be one of the more bizarre ones yet, she never fails to surprise me. I really unleashed something in her and it's growing like a weed.
She wanted to know if I had ever been to the nude beach, part of a beach about 30 miles (ca. 48 km) from us. I told her I have not but have heard various things about it. None of the things I heard really drew me to the place. As an exhibitionist I am not sure what thrill I would get from being naked at a place where it was OK to be naked, kind of takes some of the daringness away from it all.
I had also heard that there was a lot of guys up there, creeping on women and couples, and masturbating while watching them. Now that does not sound like a turn on to me.
She seemed to have her heart set on it, and had a good chance to get away as her husband had to fly to his parents side, his mom was in the hospital. I told her I would try to come up with a plan and get back to her the next day.
Well there were logistics involved, the difficult part of an affair with a married woman. I did not want to do anything that would get her caught.
Friday morning I called her and ask her if she heard from her husband, and she replied his mom was doing better, but he could not get a flight back until Monday from such a small airport.
This fit right into my plan. I suggested that instead of just going there for the day, why don't we get an oceanfront room in the beach town near there, and stay one night, so that we could have a nice dinner and maybe have a little, Wild Monkey Sex. That interested her and I explained that a Saturday would be the best day to go as more young people should be there. My plan was to again leave her car somewhere and ride together, or have her meet me at the hotel. All was set, all I had to do was get a room for one night in the off season. It was not a problem.
She decided to meet me there, so we set a time to meet in the hotel bar. I got there early and checked in, then headed to the outdoor bar by the pool. She arrived shortly after that.
We met another couple there about Sophia's age, we talked briefly while we had a drink. Pretty much general stuff, not getting into anything personal, but a nice chat. They introduced themselves a Rob and Grace. We were enjoying the conversation, but were anxious to get to our room, and excused ourselves. I said, "I hope we might run into you at the bar again, and they agreed saying it's always fun to meet new people."
Sophia and I went to her car and got her night case, and then to mine for my bag and a cooler with water, and some other more important beverages.
We wasted little time there and set out for the nude beach. Sophia came out of the bathroom with a bikini cover-up on and said, "I bought a new bikini that is a bit too brief for the public, but would be OK at a nude beach"
I did not bother to tell her that she brought me here, she is getting naked if I am. I just put on some trunks and a tee shirt, and we were off.
It was almost a 15-min drive to the National Seashore where the nude beach was, it was just part of the almost 30 miles (ca. 48 km) of beach. There is no federal law against nudity, but I was told there were warning signs on that part of the beach warning family's and anyone else offended by nudity.
We parked the car in the north end of the parking lot as I was told it was a shorter walk from there. We gathered our beach stuff, towels, a blanket, cooler and of course lotion. Do not want to get burnt in any sensitive places.
I offered to put Sophia's cover up in the bag I was carrying, but she said she was not ready to debut the bikini. We walked and walked, and finally seen the sign, and as I was warned we seen some naked older men and a few couples.
I could not help but goad Sophia saying, "well there's your audience, might as well take your cover-up off now." I got a look that said it all, so I did not pursue it, I had been married and know that look, it means drop it.
I then told her not to look over at the sea oats, and of course like anyone she looked. There was a guy with a big belly, wanking his weiner to an older MILF that had her legs open and her fingers working not 5 ft. away from him. The MILF seemed to be enjoying it, I think she could get a better audience, then again she could probably out run the old guy if he got too weird. We kept walking and walking.
As we walked further down the beach and it seemed that the further we walked the younger the nude couples and singles were, it made sense, and I was getting tired of walking. When we got to younger people she gave in and handed me the cover.
"WOW!" "That's a brief bikini for sure," I said.
"I know," she said, "you can see why I did not want to wear it in the hotel lobby."
"Well this is a good place, we are both overdressed here." I told her that when we find a place to spread our blanket it all has to go, or we do.
We set off again and it was not long before we reached the 20s thru 40s crowd, she was my ticket to not be a gawking dirty old man there. I hoped no one thought she was my daughter, my plan was to at the very least, apply her suntan lotion.
It seemed like we had walked long enough that the crowd had thinned out, and I was ready to sit, so we spread the blanket out by the dune. She asked me if I wanted to get wet, and I said not yet maybe later. I pulled my trunks off as I was starting to be ashamed of being dressed. As she trotted down to the water I could get a good look at the G-String that was her bottoms, with just a little piece of cloth to cover her snatch. Love that ass, and the way it wiggled as she ran.
I laid back on the blanket and waited for her. When she came back and into my view I could not help but to laugh, and she said, "Oh You, what's so funny now."