We'd had about a week of hot weather and it promised to stay hot and sunny for a week or more. I was cutting our front hedge when June strolled by with a shopping bag. She asked if I'd fancy coming with her and the gang to the beach on the Saturday. Of course I agreed, but I was a little intrigued because the things that happened the last few times the gang got together couldn't happen on a public beach! You shouldn't think that June and I didn't have one on one sex! We did, but infrequently! We were both married and were happy that our relationship remained casual and secret. In fact I was a bit relieved that she didn't ask me to fuck her all that often. Two reasons really. Firstly June was an athletic and powerful lover and, although her orgasms were incredible, it took a lot of work with fingers, mouth and cock to get her that far and a lot of restraint not to shoot my load before I got her off. Secondly my wife would smell a rat if I stopped screwing her and I needed to give my dick a rest from time to time.
Saturday also worked out fine because my wife was visiting some girlfriends that day and was staying with one of them overnight. That meant that I had the car for the day and so was able to pick up June at the shopping centre for the drive to the beach. She looked absolutely stunning in a mid-thigh flouncy summery dress. I was pretty sure she was not wearing anything underneath and as soon as she got into my car she confirmed my suspicion by putting my hand between her legs whilst she kissed me on the lips. The drive was short and there was some traffic, so there was no opportunity for a 'warming up' session.
When we arrived we saw the a few of the gang had already arrived. Sally, Jon, Jacky and Les were there. The girls were similarly dressed to June, different patterns and different cuts but still light summery dresses that would be easy to remove. Sam and Barry turned up with Roger and Fee almost at the same time we did. Sam and Fee wore jump suits which invited one to speculate what was worn underneath. Sam's was pale blue and zipped down the front, whilst Fee's was pale green, sleeveless and zipped down both sides. If I only describe the girls clothes it's because the guys, myself included, were all in shorts and T-shirts.
We chatted about nothing in particular. The guys about the last baseball game and the girls about clothes. None of us knew what the plan was, because Sue and Tom were the organisers. About 10 minutes later they turned up together with Sandra and Gerry. Louise and Pete were late again but no-one was too surprised. Louise wore a wrap around skirt and a tank top. She clearly wasn't wearing a bra. Sue was wearing jeans and a T-shirt. She and Tom had beach towels in a large holdall. Tom asked me to help him carry it. They also had eight plastic bags that apparently contained the swimsuits we were going to wear. I don't pretend that I didn't have misgivings. This was a public beach and I knew the proclivities of my group. It sounded like jail bait. But cummon - no risk - no fun! We walked quite a way down the beach to where there were very few families with kids.
When Sue thought we were in the right place we laid out the beach towels and then Sue said: "OK guys and gals it's time to get the swim gear on. Everyone in a circle please so that we can change in privacy. Lets have June and Marc first. June here's the plastic bag with your swimming gear."
June and I moved into the centre of the circle made by the other fourteen. June kicked off her flip-flops and in one smooth movement she lifted her dress over her head and stood there stark naked in the centre of our circle. She slowly turned round to let everyone have a good look at her and then she put on the speedos that had given her. Shiny black and fitting every curve. Also they had her name on them over the left breast. Planning! It was quite a sight! It was my turn next so I stripped off my T-shirt and then stepped out of my shorts and jocks. There were a few giggles from the girls because looking at June had caused me to become tumescent. Not a full-blown boner, but the signs of arousal were obvious. I was glad to get my speedos on. They also had my name on, but on the arse. They were white and also didn't leave much to the imagination. I also had the suspicion that they would be almost transparent when wet. We went back to our places in the circle, leaving our clothes in the plastic bag that had contained the swimwear.
The next couple to be called up were Sam and Barry. Barry seemed unable to wait to get out of his togs and into his speedos, but Sam made a show of slowly unzipping her jump suit and fondling her breasts as they became exposed. She decide to put the jumpsuit into the plastic back before putting on her speedos which meant she bent down in front of Barry. He just couldn't resist and started fondling one of Sam's breasts with one hand while exploring her crotch with the other. In about ten seconds his speedos were round his ankles. He was as hard as a rod and thrust into her, apparently, already wet pussy. So there they were in the centre of our circle fucking like rabbits on a public beach. I think we were all getting excited thus encouraging them to climax. I suspect they didn't want to finish yet because they stopped screwing after a while and when Barry pulled out he was still as stiff as a board. When he put his speedos on it became clear that any erection in this swimwear would be VERY obvious.
When Sam and Barry returned to the circle it was the turn of Sandra and Gerry. Under Sandra's short wrap around skirt, there were apparently no panties. However when she hoisted her tank top over her head it seemed she was wearing a bra. That didn't surprised me too much, because Sandra had somewhat heavy breasts. Gerry, you might remember, had a dick that may have lacked in length but made up for it in width. I wondered if Sue and Tom had deliberately got him speedos a size too small, because he really looked as if any small movement would precipitate his dick out of them.
Whilst Gerry was struggling to achieve a degree of decency Sandra had her back to Jon who started stroking her butt in a sneaky manner. She turned round and said to him: "You'll get a chance later. Behave yourself!"