I fucked a guy I met on a nudist beach (1 Viewer)

Epicskeller · 2024-01-06T01:43:55+00:00

Last summer I went on vacation with a friend, and as we were in a beautiful beach area, I knew there had to be a nudist beach nearby so we set out to look for them. Of course, you would think Google would help, but the really good nude beaches are quite hidden, at least in that area! Believe me, I tried twice with Google before trying other methods. Luckily, I had some swinger acquaintances from there, and I talked to them about it. They recommended me to a guy who, apparently, was not attractive at all but he knew the beaches perfectly, and he didn't want anything in return for showing them to me, just being able to see me naked was enough. So I called the not-so-attractive guy, let's call him Bob (M42-44, I'm not sure). He called me "love" and "princess" a lot, but apart from that, he did seem chill and not-pushy. I was clear on what I wanted (just a guide) and he seemed thrilled to oblige. He even gave me a ride in his car, and I swear it wasn't awkward, we talked about our jobs hahaha. So, finally on a Monday I arrived at my first really cool nudist beach. It was so hidden, that no one was there at first (around 3-4pm). After almost an hour of Bob clearly having a quite small erection on his towel quite far away from me, a couple and a couple of guys arrived - all of them older and uglier than Bob. I was still... Quite horny. They DEVOURED me with their eyes, and I was dripping wet. I think even with the distance, Bob was perfectly able to tell that I touched myself slightly from time to time, just a bit. After a couple of hours, I was horny enough to fuck anyone... But I had another day to spare, and one last attempt. I promised myself that, if I didn't meet a reasonable guy on my last day, I'd literally fuck anyone. And so I went to be that day without even touching myself, preparing myself to just fuck whoever was lucky enough to go to the beach the next day! I woke up quite early, had a looong walk on the beach, a nice breakfast, I rested for a couple of hours in my room (watching some porn, tbh), went to the gym t feel as pretty and desirable as possible... And finally at 3pm Bob once again came for me, he seemed a bit more "eager" this time, as if knowing I was prepared to fuck him if no one else appeared. I bet he was counting on the idea... He started talking about sex more and more (my body count, preferred position, some fantasies...) and he shared, directly, that he knew he didn't have a chance with me, and he didn't even want it - but he'd kill to watch me have sex with someone. Honestly, he had been nothing more than amazing and super helpful to me, so I promised him that he was allowed to watch me fucking whoever was lucky enough to appear - as long as he followed my rules without any hesitation if I finally fucked someone (staring from the sofa, recording, going to another room, or even out of the hotel room itself... Anything!). He immediately agreed, and he promised he'd be even further way this time from me, in order not to "scare" potential candidates. And so back we were - same spot as the day before, just Bob further away. This time more people arrived (it was a Tuesday, yes, but also August! Bob told me normally it's not as empty). Three or four couples (one of them was actually quite young, maybe slightly older than me, and honestly I'd gladly fuck them but they didn't even go naked!) and like 8+ guys. One of them was... Gosh, just perfect. Don't get me wrong, he wasn't like a model or anything - anyway I wasn't looking for looks, above a minimum! He was just super charming. Like, as soon as we made eye contact, he smiled at me. He was around 6+ feet, brown hair, quite tanned, clearly a fan (but not obsessed) with the gym, green eyes and, honestly, below-average dick (or so I thought...). I began the classic yet terrible strategy of trying to apply sun cream to myself, hoping he'd notice. He did look in my general direction a couple of times, but didn't make a move!! Maybe I wasn't attractive enough for him (which is okay, I mean, we're all allowed to have preferences. I was just feeling so beautiful yesterday!!!). So I tried to get a bit closer, as if I was removing the sand from my towel. Still, nothing!! I am shy as fuck, but the hornier I am, the fewer fucks I give - so I went to have a swim, as his towel was between the water and mine. As soon as I passed him, I cleared my throat and with the most stupid voice I've heard myself using, I said "dO yOu WaNt To HaV- Swi - gO fOr a -". I swear to God that is basically what I said, but before even being able to finish my terrible sentence-ish he shouted "YES!", apologized for the shouting, and... He was already hard. He was nervous as fuck, but he was hard as a rock. Do you remember when I said his dick was below-average? Well, while I do consider myself a connoisseur of the dick, I can also recognize when I'm wrong - and I was wrong. He was a grower, not a shower. I must have stared at his dick for too long, because he cleared his throat like a couple of times before I snapped out of it. We laughed at the situation, and he signalled the sea, as if inviting myself to go before him (to stare at my ass, I'm sure!) We had a nice swim together, chatted a bit awkwardly while I was clearly trying to feel his dick and his dick was clearly trying to feel me. He finally couldn't resist any longer, and told me that he knew a place hidden in the dunes to have some... Fun. While I might have entertained the idea some day, having sex on the beach was still too... Sandy for me. Flirting? Getting naked? Swimming? Yesss. Sex? Nope nope. So I invited him to my hotel! I explained the Bob-situation, afraid he might get a bit... Surprised (negatively), but he didn't! If anything, it seems he became even harder when I explained that, basically, we had a puppet to play with. So we went to get our things and ask Bob to take me back to the hotel. It seems my new friend (Let's call him Paul, 38M) had arrived at the beach with his motorbike, which was a pity because I offered him a blowjob on Bob's car. He thought about literally leaving his motorbike in the middle of nowhere just to get an early and perverted blowjob... But, okay, it was a quite beautiful motorbike, so he kindly asked me to save that blowjob for the hotel hahahaha. Bob and arrived first, because I asked Paul to give me 20-25 minutes of prep time - I asked Bob to prepare my camera and the room for the event, and then made him wait in the sofa while I had a quick shower. I was SO turned on that I gave a quick handjob to bob - although I used only two fingers, something he seemed to love. When Paul arrived, he was still a bit sweaty from the beach, so I showed him the shower and jumped in with him. I forced Bob to go to buy some lube for us while I showered and made up with him. I didn't know if lube was necessary but... I wanted to get rid of Bob for some minutes. While on the shower, Paul's dick slid several times around my pussy, and even though water is not amazing as a lubricant, my pussy was flowing with love, and his dick was also ready for some action. We went to the bedroom, and I blew him for some minutes... His dick was slightly curved, which is something I love when I'm the one on top, it does reach that perfect spot. So after some delicious oral sex, Bob arrived, and I took some condoms, the lube, pushed Paul to the bed... And demanded Bob to leave the room. He didn't close the door (and I didn't ask him to), so I made sure to scream and moan as loud as possible while I slid that huge cock again and again and again. I still don't know why, but knowing Bob was quietly waiting outside, masturbating alone.... God it felt so good. I came, and I came hard while riding Paul. He decided he wanted to lick my pussy clean and, small piece of information about me, once I've came once... I can't stop. His mouth felt SO good in my clitoris. I don't think he was that good doing oral, I was just the easiest girl in the world at that point. He fucked me doggystyle, he fucked me being on top, he slapped me, he used me, he spat on my mouth... I was so fucking horny, I even squirted a bit (and I'm not a squirter!!). I was Just about to offer him my ass, when he told me he wanted to cum. I snapped out of it, and realized that we had been fucking for more than an hour. My first thought was "poor Bob"(No idea why!), so I asked Paul if it was okay for me to call Bob, to make him watch... He said yes, and we called him. He took off the condom, and informed me that he was going to cum on top of my pussy. God that turned me on SO badly, at that point I just didn't want him to ask, and I'm so glad he didn't! He could use me as much as he desired. He started to rub his dick against my pussy, again and again. He made Bob watch closely, and we humiliated him a couple of times... He asked me (with a very... Demanding tone) to open my pussy with two fingers, and so I did. He kept on rubbing his dick again and again and again, forcing me to BEG for his cum... I begged and begged, forgetting about other rooms, about Bob and about myself. He finally let himself go, and poured all his cum over my pussy, although some of it went inside because at no point did I stop opening my pussy. Without thinking it twice, I pushed Bob on the bed and I sat on his face, scrubbing my pussy (with a lot of cum), forcing him to clean everything. I was out of myself, I wasn't thinking straight - I just did it, and came one last time while Bob was just cumming all over my back and himself. It was... One of the horniest experiences I have had in my life. Afterwards I basically pushed them out of my room, had the quickest shower of my life and passed out in my bed.