Upon frequenting a nude beach in Long Island many times alone I asked my open-minded girl friend at the time if she wanted to accompany me. She said yes, which wasn't a surprise to me. In fact, she found it quite exciting. We enjoyed a great sexual relationship as my mistress. She was very open to try new things. Our attraction to each other was undeniably intense. She always was attracted to me and called me "unattainable", prior to our hooking up. I'm 11 years older than her and much more experienced. I wasn't really her type of man though. She preferred the big burly type. I'm tall, slim and lanky and have the body and complexion of the Mediterranean type. After all, I am Italian.
Whenever I drove, with her in the passenger seat, she would always occupy her hands between my legs. Lots of touching, teasing and playing. And she had an affinity fetish for fellatio while I was driving. I never got into an accident or even swerved. This happened on many occasion. She would then stop and after a while "our friend" was at ease. She noticed our flaccid friend and said to him "I've never seen you that small before". As she said that he awoke to attention. She was amazed how he practically had ears and responded so eagerly.
We got there, parked and walked a considerable distance to the nude section. When we got to the clearing, just after the dunes, we saw some naked bodies walking around. Mostly men and rather unattractive fat men at that. I peeked over to my girl to see her reaction. No big deal. OK. So we walked a few steps and found a comfortable spot to lay down our large, orange beach blanket. We really didn't say anything to each other. It wasn't a crowded spot, but it wasn't barren either. There was a spattering of people around. Men and women but no kids. When we first settled ourselves on the sand and placed the blanket down, we sat down together and faced the powerful Atlantic Ocean.
I took my shirt and shorts off and sat there naked. With my knees bent to my chest. I instantly got a hard-on. I turned to her and she had taken off her T-shirt and shorts and had on a cute little bikini underneath, which she didn't tell me about. She wasn't the type to wear a bikini. It was pretty with blue and yellow flowers. Being smokers at the time, we lit up. For some reason whenever you walk a little or exert some energy, you get the urge for a smoke. Still silent and after a few puffs, I turned to her, and to my wonderful surprise she had taken off her bikini without me seeing or noticing. Fucking awesome!
I gave her a big kiss of reassurance. Judging by the look on her face, she looked a little awkward but yet confident. We both sat next to each other naked under the hot sun. She sat with her knees closed and pressed against her chest as well. My hard-on grew harder. I complimented her about being so brave and bold to willingly and instantly take off her bikini on her own. She didn't even own a bikini. She had borrowed it from a friend.
Jane was 26, tall, and big boned with long, straight natural blonde hair. Very well proportioned and very pretty. I then stretched out my legs, it was too hot and sweaty keeping them together. And of course, I was still proudly erect. Was I shy or embarrassed by it? A little. But with Jane next to me, it made no difference. Once I stretched out and spread my legs a little, she did also.
There we were stretched out naked together. The hot summer sun kissing our naked bodies. A soft breeze blew by and gently quenched some of the heat off of our sweaty bodies. But it wasn't enough. We stood up, held hands and ran over the hot sand to the cold ocean water. The strong and overpowering waves hit our naked bodies hard. Usually, I walked in the water slowly and gently acclimated my body to the drastic temperature. But when you don't have a bathing suit on, there's nothing to stick to or restrict your movements.
Total freedom.
My tender and tight balls were dangling in the salty water and got very firm, very fast. Now I cannot swim and was always intimidated by the water, whether it be a pool or the ocean. On the other hand, Jane is like a fish. She dove in to the oncoming waves headfirst. I just ran in fighting the current with my thighs. I kept walking past the breaking waves to meet Jane. She was floating and bobbing to escape the high waves. As I reached her, I stood next to her. She held my hand to help support me up. Together we rode the waves before they broke. What an exhilarating feeling being naked underwater with your girl riding those strong waves. After a few minutes, you do think to yourself what if something small that swims thinks of your dick as bait? You quickly try and get that out of your head.
We then put our arms around each other, faced each other and rode the waves sideways while standing. A huge wave was approaching and was about to break.
