I woke with the sun shining through my bedroom window and smiled. My wife, Hayley and I had discussed going to Cobbler's, our favourite nude beach, that day, but a weather report the night before had said it might rain. It was, however, 'perfect beach weather', as they say.
Hayley was already up. I got up too and walked downstairs to the bathroom. Hayley was in there having a shower. I walked in and had a piss, then turned to watch her.
Hayley and I have been married for three years. One of the first things that had attracted me to her was that she was, like me, an exhibitionist (in fact, on the night that I met her in a bar, I had been watching her dancing when I saw that she had let her blouse fall open so that her tits were hanging out). She loved posing for nude photos (some of which I had posted on the net) and when I told her that I liked going to nude beaches, she told me she had never been to one but was keen to see what it was like. She loved it, of course.
Hayley is 32 years old, and while I'm biased, I think she's gorgeous. She has long, red hair, a wide, sensuous mouth, blue eyes and pale skin dusted with freckles on her face, arms, legs and the top of her chest. She is of slender build, but has large, slightly pendulous breasts with pale pink nipples. Her pussy is naturally covered with a mass of curly red pubes, but she usually has it shaved, especially when she plans on going nude in public, so that her slit can be more easily seen.
Hayley had just finished washing her hair. "Don't forget to shave," I said.
"You want to do the honours?" she asked.
"My pleasure," I said, picking up my razor from beside the washbasin. Hayley stood with one foot on the raised side of the shower, and rubbed a bar of soap over her crotch. I knelt down in front of her. There was about a week's growth of red stubble on it which I carefully shaved away, pressing my thumb over her slit towards the end of the operations so as not to cut her puffy labia. When she was quite smooth, she rinsed herself off, and I planted a kiss on her cool, wet cunt.
"You want to do me?" I asked. I stepped into the shower beside her. I hadn't shaved my cock for a while, and there was quite growth of dark hair around the base of it and on my balls. Hayley soaped me up too, jerking my dick a bit to get it hard, which made it easier to shave. After about ten minutes of scraping with the razor, my dick and balls were as smooth as a little boy's.
We got out of the shower. Hayley dried herself off. She didn't bother to put on any underwear, but pulled on a short, sleeveless, white cotton dress. The material clung nicely to her tits. I put on a T-shirt and a pair of shorts.
The drive to the beach took about half an hour. We parked the car at the small car park above it, walked along the railing of the sports oval adjoining it, then made our way down the rocky slope that leads to the beach. Emerging out of the undergrowth, we walked along the strip of grass (on which there are invariably a few naked men lying) and reached the beach itself. I was thrilled to see it quite crowded, with a good number of women and a few families.
We walked along the sand, examining the bare flesh on show, a thrilling assortment of cunts and cocks. The sun was beating down hotly and we chose a spot near the rocks that gave us a bit of shade. A young couple sat just a few feet away. The guy was sitting up, sipping from a bottle of water. His girlfriend, who had long blonde hair, was lying on a towel on her back, her cute little pussy, shaved with just a strip of hair left, on display.
We laid out towels out on the sand and took off our clothes. I stood for a moment surveying the scene, thrilled to be standing naked amidst a hundred or more strangers. Then, sitting next Hayley, I pulled the blue plastic bottle of sun block out of the canvas bag we had brought with us. I squirted some onto my hand and rubbed it onto my face, arms, chest and legs and a little on my cock and balls. Hayley did my back, and then rubbed some onto herself, taking her time rubbing it over her tits -- something a few guys doing their nude promenading up and down the beach paused to watch.
Hayley and I went for a swim -- the water was wonderful, then had another stroll around the beach, letting our bodies dry off. I took great delight in watching the faces of men as they checked out Hayley's naked body, and she of course she was revelling in the attention. Returning to our towels, Hayley lay down on her back, put her hands behind her head, and spread her legs.
I lay back on my elbows and watched a particularly pretty, full-breasted, olive skinned girl, possibly Greek or Italian, emerge from the water and walk off towards the raised, grassy area near the entrance to the beach. I made a mental note to try and get a closer look at her later. At one point, a skinny Asian guy with a stubby dick and a towel slung over his shoulder came up and stood staring at Hayley. Then he noticed me looking at him and took off.
We'd been on the beach about an hour when a dark-haired guy wearing a striped shirt and black jeans arrived and walked to a spot a few feet away from us. He took a towel out of the bag he was carrying, laid it on the sand, and began undressing. When he was naked, he sat on the towel with his back to us for a moment, then walked down to the water and had a short swim. Emerging from the water, he began to walk back towards us. He had thick black hair on his chest, his legs and above his cock. He knelt on his towel, facing us, and took a smaller towel from his bag and mopped his chest and arms with it. He caught me looking at him and smiled. "Lovely day, isn't it?" he said.
"It sure is." I said. "You been here before?"
He stood up and walked over to us. As he got closer I saw that, while the bush of pubic hair above his circumcised cock was intact, his penis and balls were shaved bare like mine. "It's only my second time here," he said. "It's such a beautiful beach, isn't it?"
"I know, we come here a lot. Hayley loves it. Don't you?"
Hayley had sat up and was cooling examining the guy's body. She had one knee drawn up, her hand resting on it.
"Loves the attention, hey?"
"Maybe I do," she said, and let the leg she had raised fall to one side, giving him a perfect view of her pink slit, which opened slightly.
"Think she deserves the attention?" I asked. He didn't look up, being too busy gazing at my wife's cunt. I began to feel a twinge in my dick, the beginning of a hard-on.
"Oh, yeah," he said softly. Then he snapped out of his trance. "Uh, you guys mind if I join you?"
"Sure," I said. He went and grabbed his stuff, and came back and laid his towel out at Hayley's feet.
"I'm Chris, by the way," he said.
"Mike," I said, "and Hayley."
He sat cross-legged on his towel. "Yeah, just my second time here," he said. "Always wondered what it would be like. I was surprised that there were so many people here."
"Lot of people like to get nude," I said.
"Hey, I hope you don't mind me saying," Chris said to Hayley, "but you've got a really amazing body."
"Thanks," she said. Still sitting with her legs apart, she ran one hand over her breasts, over her stomach until it reached her pussy. Her fingers lingered on her slit for a moment, then pulled it open a little, exposing pink labia wet with her juices.
She looked at me, and I saw that imploring look in her eyes that said she wanted to do something a daring. In fact, I knew exactly what she was thinking about -- something we'd talked about a lot, but had done yet.
"Chris," I said, "How would you like to watch us fuck?"
He tore his eyes away from Hayley's pussy and looked at me. "What, really?"
"Yeah."
