My wife Vicky and I were near the end of a two-week vacation in Spain. We'd spent ten days sightseeing and fucking all over the country. I had eaten her pussy on the beach, we had fucked in a highway rest stop and had almost fucked on a beach in Portugal. Two earlier stories told of our adventures at a little café in the mountains (Vino & Vicky 1 and 2). Vicky had exposed her pussy and diddled herself to orgasm with the restaurant owner watching and then when we went back for dinner, the owner gave us a tour of the restaurant which culminated in he and I both fucking my wife.
We had journeyed south to Sevilla and the surrounding area for a few days. That morning, we left our hotel room in southern Spain and set off in our rental car for the day's adventure. Vicky was wearing just a floral print dress and sandals. She had eliminated underwear from her wardrobe at my insistence. Watching her walk around, going in and out of shops, knowing that she was naked under her dress was highly erotic and I rewarded her with passionate sex every night. She loves it when I eat her pussy.
"Where are we going?" she asked as we drove into the countryside.
"Let's go see if we can see the Rock of Gibraltar. I think I know the way." Off we went.
Two hours later, we were at the coast and as we drove to the top of a hill, we could see the rock, faintly, in the distance. There was a beautiful Mediterranean beach spread before us. I took a few photos and then we drove to a parking lot I had spotted. There was a path access to the beach. "C'mon" I said as I grabbed a tote bag full of drinks and beach stuff from the back seat.
"Where?"
"The beach." I answered.
"I need to get my suit out of the trunk."
"No, you don't. You'll see."
"Okay if we aren't going in the water."
We walked about one hundred yards and came over the dunes. Before us was a beautiful white sandy beach with a scattering of people. As we got closer, my wife knew what was up. It was a nude beach. In the distance, we could see men and women sunning themselves and walking around bare-assed naked. I had talked about getting my wife to a nude beach. She had resisted. Vicky wasn't thrilled about letting a bunch of people see her naked (she thought).
We walked down to an open spot, not close to any other people. I said "Lift your arms." When she did, I pulled her dress over her head, leaving her bare-assed-naked in the bright sunlight. I was glad I had talked her out of wearing any underwear earlier in the week.
We laid on the beach on two towels I had brought. We had water and sunscreen. Vicky was lying on her front so only her ass and her back were visible. She was beautiful, her flesh immaculate.
I rubbed suntan lotion all over her bare back and legs and then the soft mounds of her ass. I asked her to roll over. She did, reluctantly, and I rubbed the lotion over her arms and legs, then over her breasts, her firm stomach and her hairy pussy. She was getting more comfortable with being nude. Seeing the bright sunlight brightening my wife's body was making my dick get hard. I laid on my stomach. My dick was trying to bore a hole in the sand.
Then Vicky got up and rubbed lotion all over me. She made me roll over and put lotion on my rock-hard prick. She teased me about getting erect so easily. How could I help it, she was moving around, naked, with her tits jiggling with each movement of her arms. The other people on the beach could see her. I had to flip onto my stomach to hide my arousal and to keep from getting my prick sun-burned.
All was quiet for an hour or so. My wife wouldn't get up and go in the water, so I went alone. The cool Mediterranean water felt good on my bare body. My cock floated in the water. I watched other couples cavorting in the surf. The women were casually naked and the men were unassuming with their dicks flopping around. They were speaking languages I didn't understand. My wife watched me walk back to our spot with my semi-hard dick bobbing from side to side.
As I was getting to where my wife was sitting, we noticed another couple walking toward us. The beach had gotten a bit more crowded so it seemed okay when they asked if they could sit nearby. They picked a spot about ten feet away. It seemed rather close, but it was an open beach.
After a few minutes to arrange themselves, the couple introduced themselves, Daniel and Charlene from France. They spoke English pretty well and explained that they too were nearing the end of their vacation. They'd been to this beach before and were making one more visit. They visited it every year.
While we watched and talked with them, they stripped. I didn't know whether to look away, but they kept the conversation going. Daniel pulled off his shirt and then dropped his shorts. My wife kept talking, but she paused for breath when Daniel's prick flopped out. Charlene removed her beach robe and was left wearing a t-shirt that didn't do anything to conceal her nice little nipples. She pulled it over her head and then dropped her shorts. Their time in the sun was obvious as they were both nicely tanned all over. Charlene had nice tits, not as large as my wife's, but very nice. She had well-toned legs and a cute little patch on her pussy. Daniel was arranging their things with his dick retracted in his public hair. I knew my wife was looking at his cock like I was looking at his wife's pussy. Her head was turned so she was gazing at another man's dick.
After a few minutes, I noticed that my wife, who would talk with anyone, was now sitting there, nude, talking to a couple of strangers. She had forgotten about her reluctance to be seen naked. She was facing them in a sitting position with her legs open in their direction. One knee was to the side and the other was crooked. I could tell that Daniel was eyeing my wife's pussy and that his dick was becoming erect. It was interesting to see another man get a hard-on looking at my naked wife. I was having the same reaction, looking at his and my wife.
After doing and redoing the sun tan lotion, we all went into the water for a dip. I walked behind so I could see my wife's ass and watch people eye her when she walked by. The men tried to be discreet, but they couldn't hide that they were checking her out.
Once in the cool water, we waded out to where the water was chest deep. I kept near my wife and grabbed a few feels under the water. She grabbed my hard cock and asked me why I was so excited.
"You like looking at her pussy, don't you?" She asked.
"I like looking at you and having all these people see what a pretty wife I have." I replied.
"It's kind-of hot, letting other people see me naked." She said.
"Do you see his dick getting hard looking at you?"
She blushed and nodded.
"All those men were looking at your naked ass when we walked to the water. They're going to get the front-view on the way back."
She said, "Does that make you hot, having people look at my naked tits and pussy?"
She grabbed by dick and laughed, knowing the answer.
After some time in the water, we walked back to our spot. Daniel and Charlene had gone before us. I walked beside Vicky and sensed her breathing more heavily when she walked by couples and single men, knowing they were seeing her naked. I could tell she liked exposing herself and she was turned-on.
We returned to our spot and after a while, Charlene asked my wife to walk down the beach with her to "take in the scenery". My wife wasn't bold enough to do that by herself, but gave in when Charlene insisted. "C'mon, love. I don't want to go alone. Someone might think I'm looking for trouble. We can look at all the cocks and pussies".
I nodded that she should do it. Off they went, wearing nothing but sunglasses and visor hats. I ogled my wife as she walked away, totally naked for all to see. Her ass cheeks bounced in cadence with every step she took. She looked back at me, making sure I was watching her inner exhibitionist emerge.
Later, my wife told me about their walk. She felt oddly excited. People were looking at her with all her assets on display. It fed her ego to have people ogling her naked body. She would sneak a glance at the many cocks and thought that some of them were standing up a bit as they passed. The idea of men seeing her naked was titillating for her. The two women walked and talked casually as if they were just walking in a park somewhere. Charlene mentioned that she and Daniel spent one week a year in Spain and cut loose of their inhibitions. They rationalized that they didn't know anybody and wouldn't see them again, nor would they see all of her again, so why not enjoy themselves. When she said that, my wife raised her arms and spun around, relishing the feeling of freedom.
When they were nearly back, they walked past a young man sitting alone. "You speak English?" he asked in an accented voice. Charlene replied that they did and mentioned that she was trying to learn more Spanish. The young man explained that he was a student, was studying English at the university and was eager to find someone to practice with. The two ladies stopped and began a conversation, exchanging some common phrases. I could see them a few yards down the beach. Vicky was casually standing in front of this young man, just talking, not covering herself at all. Her tits and her pussy were brightly lit by the late afternoon sun. He was sitting with a direct view of her pussy only a few feet away.
After a few minutes, three more young men came out of the water and joined them. My wife told me she was amazed that she was standing in front of four men, chatting, naked. She had never imagined this would happen in her wildest dreams. The two women were standing while the four men sat with their eyes level with the two beavers in front of them. Their pricks were rising and my wife noticed.
When one of the young men suggested that they all go in the water to cool off, Charlene agreed, without asking my wife, and ran into the surf. My wife followed. Tits and peckers were bouncing all over the place.
I was watching this from afar and became concerned watching my naked wife run into the surf with a group of young men with hard dicks chasing her.
