After twelve years of going to Crystal Cove State Beach to work on my tan, the time had finally come to move on. Being an avid microkini enthusiast and most-of-the-time nudist, I had always been able to count on Crystal Cove as an easygoing environment for sunbathing, but in recent years the number of people “cruising” the beach coupled with dramatic development above has made “adult” sunbathing impossible. Sadly, nudity and even just thonging had become impractical and it was time to start going elsewhere.
Over the past few summers, I’ve had the pleasure of getting to know another Crystal Cove local named Carol. She’s a fifty-seven year old sun worshipper with the body of a fit forty year old. Better yet, she routinely tans in a small thong, very often topless! At about 5’5” tall, 135lbs with shoulder length blond-ish gray hair, piercing blue eyes, magnificent D-cup tits, and a deep rich tan, she is the epitome of the “older woman” fantasy that so many men have. What’s more is that she is very friendly and enjoys speaking openly about sex.
One day, upon arriving at a very busy Crystal Cove, I’d finally had enough. I decided to go to San Onofre –which is far more deserted and actually has a nude beach at its most Southern end- but thought I’d go ask Carol if she might like to join me. Since she wasn’t very familiar with San Onofre, I explained that it was far less crowded and had many areas that are nearly deserted and that she might enjoy the change of pace and the lack of cruisers a half-mile or so north of the “official” nude beach. Knowing that I’ve seen many couples fucking right out in the open of this more secluded area, I could only hope for the best and after careful persuading, Carol agreed.
It was a truly beautiful day and with more than a half mile between us and the next-nearest people, I wasted no time in setting my towel in the sand, stripping naked and applying oil to my body. I’m no slouch at 5’11” 160lbs, with a 6” soft dick that quickly turns to a raging 9½” erection at the slightest provocation, I too possess a deep tan and with my clean-shaven triathlete’s body now covered with oil, Carol was having trouble not staring. As she set her things next to mine and proceeded to undress, I made it a point to give her a clear view of my cock as it began to grow slightly from the oil massage I was giving myself. Carol and I soon settled into our beach chairs and began our usual conversation. I couldn’t tell through her sunglasses, but I could sense that the constant grin on her face was from staring at my cock as we chatted.
“You know, you don’t have to wear your thong at this beach,” I reminded her.
“Yes, thanks,” she replied sarcastically.
“I guess you don’t want me to get an erection,” I implied.
“Why wouldn’t I?” she asked.
“Because I’d have to jack off to get rid of it and you’d be jealous,” I sighed sarcastically.
“Why would I be jealous?” she asked.
“Because you would have to watch as I enjoyed myself without you…unless you’d like to help me?”
I began to get the feeling that maybe I was being too bold and decided to cool it. After all, Carol had seen me nude many times at Crystal Cove and if she wanted to have sex, she probably would have made some kind of move by now.
