I was travelling past the area and took the opportunity to stop at a certain riverside nude beach for a break. I took an old blanket that was in back of the car and followed the trail to the sandy beach area. Being a warm Saturday afternoon, the beach was comfortably busy.
This story happened to my wife and I while visiting a local nude beach for the very first time. We have been married for past 34 years and have talked in length about going to a nude beach for some time now, so we finally decided to take this day and make it happen. My wife is 56 years old and still keeps up her very nice figure.
I was nude on a naturist beach in the south of France. There were a few nudists near me when I became aroused when I saw a lovely nude girl near me. Like most nude ladies on the beach her pussy was shaved.
I had taken Friday off work with the intention of going to Cobblers Beach for the first time this summer, and was pleased when it turned out to be a hot, sunny day. I got the bus there, arriving at around 11am, and as I made my way down the rocky slope which leads to it, there was as usual a tight feeling of anticipation in my stomach. I reached the beach and saw that it was quite crowded with perhaps fifty men, women and a few children, almost all of them naked. I took off my shoes and socks and walked onto the sand, casting around for a good place to lay my towel.
A young woman escapes to an exotic island resort in an attempt to forget her cheating ex, and finds herself enthralled by a mysterious stranger on the beach. Her imagination runs wild with visions of lustful escapades. Will her fantasies become reality?
The day most Americans love to consume hot dogs, drink cold beer, and watch the blockbuster attraction of the fireworks in the dark sky. I wanted to share this true story of the first time my wife went topless on a beach. This happened in the summer of
Beatrice, aka. Bibs, entered my life, bringing with her joy and happiness, and lots and lots of sex. Well, the winter came in and I felt that we need some respite from the biting cold of Chicago, so I have shut down my business for a month of a warm vacation in Florida.
It was a hot December day in Melbourne, Australia. A Christmas party at work was well under way, chicken and champagne breakfast, beer and some spirits had their effect on most of the people. My cock was well strapped in a pair of jeans; just as well, as my excitement was at its peak and the rubbing of the rough material against the head of my erected prick was slowly bringing me to an orgasm.