Rinsed and refreshed we return to our blanket. It must be getting to be late afternoon as the shadow of the cliffs behind us has almost reached the water's edge. Suddenly, both Talia and I realize we're both hungry. We had only brought food for lunch that we ate several hours ago. And although we would both prefer staying naked on the beach for a couple more hours before darkness falls, we decide to gather our things and head back to the car.
There aren't nearly as many people around any more but as we walk past, some of them look like they won't be leaving anytime soon. It makes me wonder if some will be staying the night, sleeping on the beach, naked under the stars.
We haven't walked more than a hundred yards or so when we hear our names being called. Looking to our right, we see Steve walking past us in the opposite direction. He's carrying a large jug of water.
"Are you two leaving?" he asks. "How did you enjoy your first day as nudists?"
"Yes, we've had a great day but we're all out of food and getting pretty hungry," I tell him as we approach one another. Talia and I are now completely at ease with our nakedness and with Steve's. "Thanks for helping us get over our first-time jitters...and for telling us abut The Dunes. We had a wonderful time here." I put my arm around Talia's waist and snuggle her close. "And thank Lynnette for us too," Talia adds with a grin.
"Well, she's just right over there," Steve says. "Come and thank her yourselves. Besides, she'll want to say goodbye.
We turn and start walking with Steve back the way we came.
"I've just been up to the water faucet to get us a refill. Lynnette's been doing her best to dehydrate me all day, if you know what I mean," Steve says with a big smile. To emphasize his point, he cups his limp penis with his hand and holds it out for us. We all smile knowingly.
"That's funny," Talia replies. "I've been doing the same thing to Roger." And she reaches over and lifts my soft prick in her hand.
It isn't long before we come to where Lynnette is stretched out on her back on a huge blanket in the sand. Her bronze body shining with sun oil, long legs pointing toward the ocean, her round breasts with their hard nipples riding high on her chest. She doesn't hear us approaching so Steve moves around and quietly kneels down astride her head. He lowers his hips so his large, saggy ball sac comes to rest on her forehead and his rubbery penis extends down to the tip of her nose. Lynnette stirs slowly and without even opening her eyes, she tilts her head back, extends her long tongue and starts licking the tip of Steve's cock. It starts to swell and lengthen and Lynnette tries to capture the plump tip with her lips.
"We have guests, Lynnie," Steve says, and Lynnette finally opens her eyes. "Talia and Roger are heading home and wanted to say goodbye."
Lynnette rolls onto her left side and looks up at us. "I don't mind an audience," she says slyly. "Especially these two."
"We wanted to say how much we appreciate your advice to us earlier today," I say. "It really helped to get us over our nervousness. As you can see, we absolutely love being naked now!"
"You've both been really sweet," Talia says. "And we can't thank you enough for telling us about The Dunes. I never would have thought such a place existed. This is a dream come true!"
Steve has been running his fingers through Lynnette's silky black hair. He looks up at us and says, "Hey! If the only reason you're leaving now is because you're hungry, we've got some food here we'd be happy to share. That is, if you two would like to stay naked a while longer before you head home. You're welcome to stay and eat with us!"
Talia and I look at each other in agreement.
I look back over at Steve. "And get re-hydrated?" I say.
"Exactly!" Steve says with a hardy laugh.
Settling down on their big beach blanket, Talia and I are offered food from Steve and Lynnette's cooler; sweet bread with guava jelly, cheese, bananas, mango, pineapple. Being as hungry as we all are, there isn't a lot of small talk. Only once we've begun satisfying our appetites do we start comparing notes about our day at the beach. Lynnette's cheerful brashness is so refreshing.
"So," she says brightly, "did you two do a lot of fucking and sucking today?"
Talia and I laugh. "We did our share," I reply.
"Oh, listen to Mr. Modesty here," says Talia. "I couldn't believe how horny Roger was today. I think he has a nude beach fetish. Every time I'd turn around, he'd be sporting another hard-on."
"I hope you didn't let any of them go to waste," Says Lynnette.
Talia just grins and acts coy. "I think he enjoys having other women look at his cock too. I noticed that," she says.
Lynnette directs her gaze on me and says, "Is that right, Roger? You like women looking at your cock?"
I'm sitting with my legs outstretched and leaning back on my arms. My limp penis is resting comfortably against my left thigh.
