Jim and Ben tore through the sand dunes close to the beach, laughing and shouting. First week of summer vacation from college and they were happy and excited. The sun beat down on their already well tanned, young bodies causing a sheen of perspiration to glisten in the late afternoon light. Putting an adequate amount of distance between them, the two boys began to hurl a frisbee back and forth. Wearing only shorts, they threw and caught the plate shaped projectile with ease and delighted in the way their toned, athletic muscles bulged with each diving catch. As the time went on, the boys began to get more adventurous, putting more and more distance into their throws and leaping high into the air to make impossible catches.
"Try to get this one if you can!" shouted Jim to his friend as he launched the frisbee high into the air.
Ben watched the disk float and turn in the air, like a small bird caught in a sudden updraught. Up and over his head it flew, well beyond the reach of the tallest man. Ben turned quickly and, keeping his eye on the frisbee, sprinted after it, closely following its erratic flight path.
"Over there, Ben," called Jim, pointing. "It's gone over that dune!"
Ben could feel the tight muscles in his legs begin to ache as he tried to sprint up the high sand dune. The sand was deep and, as he pumped his thighs, he could feel his bare feet sinking further with every stride. The natural erosion of this coastal area had created some strange shaped sand dunes, but this one seemed mountainous and it was several minutes before he collapsed, completely out of breath, on the sandy summit. Wiping the sweat from his brow, Ben looked around for the frisbee. He could see his friend, many feet below him, looking up at him and waiting for the game to resume. Ben could not seem to find their toy anywhere and, turning back to his friend, held out his arms in a non-committal fashion and beckoned for Jim to join him to help search.
While Ben waited for Jim to climb the dune he continued to look for the lost frisbee. From his position atop the high dune he could see down into all the rolling undulations of the lower areas. As his alert, young eyes traversed the sand, he spotted a movement some twenty feet below him. At first it was difficult to make out what it was, but as he crept closer, the shapes solidified into two human forms. Ben's eyes immediately stood out on stalks. He was looked at a couple in the throes of lovemaking.
"Hey, man. What's going on?" Called Jim breathlessly as he finally joined his friend. "Where's the frisbee?"
"Shhhh! Look at this, Jim."
Crouching down next to his friend, Jim looked in the direction that Ben was indicating.
"Jeez, man! I think she's about to suck his dick!" whispered Jim.
As they began to watch, the boys could clearly make out a pretty woman in her thirties leaning over a large man of about the same age. From the conversation that they could overhear, it became apparent that the couple were married, and that their lust had just overtaken them where they were sunbathing. Both the husband and wife were dressed only in swimming costumes, and she was taking great pleasure in easing her husband's swimming trunks down his legs, revealing a huge and erect penis. The two boys gasped in unison as they saw the size of his member, and almost cried out loud as they watched her pretty, pink mouth slowly open and envelop his large glans.
Jim could feel a stirring in his shorts as he continued to watch and looked over at his friend. By the look of Ben, he was also feeling the same tension in his groin and Jim could see the unmistakable shape of his friends erection as it pressed against his shorts. They looked at each other, both wondering if they dared to do what they obviously both wanted to do. Jim was the first to move, and with a grin, slipped his shorts down to his knees and began to rub on his rapidly stiffening penis. Seeing his friend's lack of inhibition, Ben did the same and they both settled down to watch the couple as they jerked their cocks in unison.
The woman was now kneeling over her husband and was taking his cock deep into her throat. The man was moaning quietly, his hand pulling at the pants of her bikini and trying to get at her pussy. The boys watched closely as, for the first time in their young lives, they saw a naked vagina come into view before their eyes. This erotic sight was too much for Jim and with a stifled moan his cum shot from the tip of his throbbing cock and splashed on to the sand creating small, white indentations. Ben was torn between watching his friend ejaculate and the older man grunt his way towards his own climax deep in his wife's throat. Ben and the husband both reached orgasm together; Ben spraying his seed on the sand alongside his friend's, and the husband pulling clear of his wife's mouth and unloading his large, heavy balls over her pretty face.
The two friends sat very still. As Ben had climaxed, his groan of pleasure had obviously been overheard by the couple. The woman was sitting bolt upright, her husbands excitement dripping lewdly from her chin as she looked around for the source of the noise.
"Shit!, She's seen us." Whispered Ben.
"It's too late to run," replied his friend. "Look, she waving to us."
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Abby and her husband Frank had always enjoyed outdoor sex. They were both extremely broad-minded and were always on the lookout for different ways to satisfy each others strong needs. She had brought her husband to the dunes that day for the specific purpose of giving him a nice outdoor bow job, but now, seeing the two boys spying on them, another idea had begun to form in her mind. With Frank's cum still glistening on her lips, she was hotter than hell and wanted these boys with a ferocity born out of pure lust. She could see them hiding in the dunes a few feet above her and was waving to them, encouraging them as she watched them come down towards her.
"Well, I hope you two nice boy's enjoyed the view!" she said with a grin when they were finally standing before her.
"Er..y..y..yes ma'am." Ben replied for them both, stammering his words slightly.
