Please be gentle, this is my first story. I've read several as I'm more than a little sexually frustrated at home. You know how it is when you have teenagers at home and we're both in early 40's, me at back of peak and him not. 1-2 times a month is not enough.
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I'm 43, 5'6", and just under 200 lbs. - down 40 since February - Yay! My husband either is interested in sex or isn't interested in me. I'm pretty and carry my weight well, at least I think so. As a stay-at-home mom, I have always babysat kids for extra income. The little ones arrive before mine head to school and some are still there when my two are home from school. I get little or no time alone or with my man except for my gym time.
As I said, I'm in my peak, well I am horny all the time so I masturbate 2-4 times a day. Usually get myself off in shower every morning and a time or two thru the day I'll sneak a quickie while the toddlers are either napping or with my daughter in afternoon. I know how to touch myself just right for quick or slow with bigger shuddering orgasm and I have couple of relatively small toys.
One vibe is magic bullet (thin and 4"), a purple cocktail shaped vibe about 6" and thicker. A couple months back, I found that tip of magic bullet in my ass is very nice as purple fills me up. Anyway, back to my daily routine.
Today, I get up at 5:30 to shower and please me before kids start showing up at 6. I feel much better lately, but the weight loss makes most clothes my very baggy. I do love my evening workout, swim, and occasional tanning. I've bought new jeans, and some yoga pants, and couple short sleeved tops as I don't want whole new wardrobe until I reach my goal of 155 or less. I do have few items I kept from when I gained the weight.
As a result of weight and being rushed, I typically just wear my robe when kids are dropped off until time my kids and older ones I watch are on bus. I'm usually in yard with the dog when the first kids are dropped off.
It's a mad rush from shower to greeting, feeding, and rushing kids to get dressed to meet bus. By time last kid is on bus, it's just me and three little ones. One is babe in arms at 5 months - I seriously thought I was done with diapers. The others are twin boys a few months shy of 3.
The boys are in midst of being potty trained, so Jenna asked if I could help. Of course I said yes since they are like my own even though she is their mom. I have them our in yard for couple hours a day they can run around outside with long shirts and no diaper so they recognize the signs. It does work as they always run to same tall bush to pee, but they insist on being out side as soon as others leave.
Today, like most days, they're out the back door as last kids are out the front door. Of course, the baby has been fed her bottle, new diaper, and is fast asleep in my arms. This means, I'm going to be on the back porch in my robe until lunch yet again. Fortunately, living in S. Alabama it been warm enough out in the mornings, but lately it's been getting somewhat hot by 9:30 - hot and humid! I really don't mind the shade as the boys wear themselves out.
Our yard isn't that big, but we live in Cu l-de-sac so neighbors cannot really see into the back yard and we do have a fence , so we won't be bothered by nosing neighbors. I usually get boys to stay on porch, where I can see the little buggers while I get my laptop. Then I let them strip off naked and play in yard and sandbox - it's easier to clean them this way.
Babysitting, and not being from this city, I haven't had time to make any close friends. I have a lot if acquaintances and am fairly private person anyways. I surf the net, check out my high school and college friends lives via Facebook, email, news, etc while watching the kids out of corner of my eye. I should mention we have basement walkout, so the baby is out of sun in the morning and I let baby sleep in stroller. Christy works part-time for a dentist, so I only have the her on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday - and today is Thursday!
It's about this time, I get pulled into my wicked ways. I'll read some "adult literature" on few sites roses if there is anything new and different. After a while, I have few tabs open looking at videos, pictures , and stories. With heat (both my heat and outside temp ) I usually have robe untied and falling open to cool off and steal some light strokes on my wetness and needy pussy. I sometimes get carried away and orgasm out there before the baby wakes, but today I'm feeling like a slow build, wicked slow.
I read all types of stories, but my favorite topics are spurned/neglected wives, cheating husbands with revenge sex, anonymous sex with strangers, cougars , exhibitionists (men and women), and bisexual men. With my slow build, I want to try exhibitionism but am shy, though a little ashamed of my body, and brought up taught that is wrong.
I've made up my mind, today I'm going to be naked outside! I'd built up the boys to getting used to seeing me naked. I started taking off robe to give the baths to clean off sand. I slowly worked up to leaving it off inside for longer and longer until I got dressed after lunch. Jenna picks up the twins at 2 or 2:30, then kids start getting back around 2:45.
It's nearly 10 and so far I've only untied and let my robe breathe a little. If someone came along, they'd see some cleavage, see the robe is open, but between table and laptop couldn't see between my legs. I took my left arm out of sleeve. I was so nervous , kept looking around like at anytime I'd be on the local news. One of the boys called out for water.
I didn't think, but I sat there for full ten seconds with blank stare. I slowly stood up, my right arm coming out of sleeve and robe falling Ito seat of deck chair. I was naked!! I did it! I walked over to the outside sink and got the boys a sippy cup full of water and called them to come get it. They didn't even blink at me as I handed them their water.
Not one to usually jump I with both feet, I checked on the baby, then walked out into yard. The sun was warm and even the grass felt odd on my bare feet. I get to go to gym after last kid is picked up, after dinner , and have made a point to use some extra money on getting a tan at one of those indoor tanning salons - another self pleasing opportunity.
The sun didn't exactly reflect off my skin, nor did I have any tan lines to show that this was new, even though it is very new to me. I strolled around the yard looking at my flowers thinking about weeding that I needed to get done. I was starting to get a little comfortable.
I picked up the baby and asked the twins to follow me. I went inside to get my beach towel, and I headed back outside to get some sun on the lounger. I moved the baby a little bit closer under a shade tree and set up the chair a little bit away from there to get in the sun.
The boys were a few feet on my right and the baby was a little bit off to the left. I was thinking I could get used to this! I sneaked a quick touch to myself and found I was extremely wet. My mind is wicked, but I knew it would be better if I were to use my imagination now and my fingers later.
I started thinking of sex of all things, not just me but my need to have someone show genuine interest in me. I deserve it, though the only one other than my husband to reach third base was a guy I dated for three years, and that was junior prom. I was virgin on my wedding night at 27 - late start. He was much more "active" early on. His was the penis I've ever touched though never tasted.
I sat up to survey myself. Overweight and losing is good, but my tummy hangs way to low. The girls are doing better, one of the first places I started losing weight - not quite perky tear drops, but you can see firm shape behind small fat. No stretch marks and not too much sagging - my boobs are almost as good as my dazzling smile and deep brown eyes. Legs and arms look good enough for. 43. I need to tone my rear asset.
I didn't get in sun much when I was younger. Even though, I have German ancestors (blonde hair) I got some good things from the Indian squaw - my grandmother on Dad's side - dark eyes, naturally tannish skin, and almost no body hair. My head and pubes are only places I can't maintain with a shave every week to ten days.
I got up and got play-pen from the porch as the boys played. The baby was stirring and was going to need toys soon. Quick check of phone and it's hard to believe its 10:45.
I changed the diaper gave her some water in a bottle. No more than ten minutes later and I could lay back down, this time mostly on my stomach so I can see all three if them playing. They look so innocent playing with the baby toys and giggling.
I knew it was too good to be true as I heard her clearing her throat. I turn to see Christy standing there. She was smiling one of those big knowing grins. I froze, but decided to play it nonchalant.
"I wish I knew sooner!" She sounded a little excited. "I never would've thought you to be a casual nudist."
If my heart beat any faster or my eyes widened, she didn't let on. I had been so busted and my fear was I could never babysit again.
"The dentist keeps Thursday afternoons open for emergencies. We only book on Thur morning. When we got to the office, he let us know he was golfing with his Dad today and we were free after morning patients. Looks like a lovely day to be off!" Her eyes never left mine and her smile never faded.
This was torturing me in two ways - fear and excitement. I bet I left a good sized puddle on that beach towel. It 's good I was on my stomach when I heard her as I nearly wet myself too. I still couldn't speak.
"I just never figured you for an open-minded naturist. Oh my! Don't worry about me catching you." She nearly laughed a giggle. "Jenna and I are somewhat naturists too. We've laid out topless and nude since we were 11 or 12."
"You've known each other that long?" It was really the first thing that came to mind.
"Yes, since fourth grade."
"I don't normally do this."
"It's okay. You look like such a natural, I was going to ask if you mind if I join you. I don't have anywhere to be since it is a surprise day off."
I guess I was taken aback a bit. My fear was leaving, but I didn't know what to expect.
"Gretchen, if you mind that I hang out, it's okay too. I'll just grab my shoes."
"I'm sorry, sure you can hang out." I was still a little stunned, but seeing her Crocs and socks sitting on my robe in the chair changed it all. She had seen me and my robe then didn't say anything right away. Christy peeled down her scrub pants and panties and stood to fold them up.
"I'll get you a towel if you want to pull that lounger over," I offered as I stood to go into the house. This was still a little unreal to me. She had her top off and was sliding her bra down her arms as I passed. She has a nicer body than me as everyone does, but still she had her extra baby weight.
Although I was very excited, I didn't bring myself off while getting the towel. I also didn't get to touch myself the rest of the day. It was very frustrating, but I had never done anything with a girl at that point in my life. That's right, virgin at 27 and never "practiced kissing" with any friends - I did a lot of private self exploration in puberty and still do today.
We spent the afternoon outside. Lunch on patio, got some sun and did a bunch of chatting. Christy led the conversation for the most part. I learned that she and Jenna are nudists together and their husbands don't know or haven't figured it out. They get together at least once a week, including kids, and just hang out. I did not disclose my arousal as her conversation indicated it was completely non-sexual.
She did pique my interest when she told me about an unofficial nude beach near Grand Bay. It was interesting in that it was not "official", there were several people there on weekends and many on weekdays, but most interesting was she warned me away from the southern most portion and back by the cliffs as there is a lot of gay men cruising there.
We were naked out back when Jenna arrived. We did manage to get everything on before my son got home, at 14 he was first home and the last one we wanted to catch us. Apparently, those two go to very private spots once or twice a week. They both knew local access to privately held land and had permission to use it. I was invited to go next time both of them were off work at same time. I said I might try it.
Christy said she had fun and Jenna was jealous - she even playfully scolded us for not letting her know. We packed up the kids and said our goodbyes after Jenna's other daughter got home with my daughter. Christy hung out a little longer, I got the impression she was a hinting at something.
Finally, she asked me if I'd like to take the little ones to Grand Bay on Friday. She said she would take the twins home and we could tell my daughter we were shopping, so she could watch the older daughter when they got home from school and Jenna wouldn't mind. It was a big leap, but I said yes without giving it much thought.
It was time to make dinner before she left.I set up the arrangement with my daughter and son - he's a year older so he's technically legal and together they would be fine. I was so horny, all the talk, being naked, looking forward to tomorrow, hadn't got off since so early. I was frustrated and decided tonight had to be different that gym, shower, tan, home to sleep.
After dinner, I put on my loose yoga pants, sports bra and tee shirt, grabbed my workout bag and headed for the gym with panties in my bag. My plan to get off in car was blocked by call from my mother. I was walking into gym too soon and too horny having been worked up all day.
I set my stuff into locker and begin my workout. My heart rate is better in just these few weeks , but my mind is preoccupied by naughty thoughts. What a nice smile he has, I bet his tongue could work wonders! Nice buns on several guys. I wish baggy shorts weren't in for them so I could see their bulges. Then a completely delicious idea popped into my head. I'd head to the pool area, there's always at least one swimmer down there in Speedos and I would sit in the hot tub and masturbate.
The thought made me speed up a little on the elliptical. It would work. Hardly anyone used the hot tub in the pool area as there is one in each locker room. I have my two piece tankini and can easily peal the bottoms to the side and be hidden in the bubbles. I had read a couple of stories on similar topics and decided I could pull it off. I was in a hazy funk, determined, yet cautiously thinking everyone around me knew what I had planned. I quickly pulled off my clothes as I entered the locker room and began to get ready.
I quickly pulled up the swimsuit and then was stricken with real panic - my modest tankini top was not in my bag. I started to wonder if I was ever going to get off this day, when I had another thought. Quickly around the sink, next to the scales (which I never step on here) there is a small lost and found bucket. Maybe, just maybe, I'll find something. No. No. No. Laughter - I couldn't put on string bikini top. No No. Too small. Too small, and a few more nos. I looked at it again and decided the string top was at least black to match my bottoms. Could I do it?
My lust took over rational thought as I was back at my locker trying to get the small triangles into place. I don't usually wear string bikini top, but it was all I could find in the lost and found and had my tankini bottoms on. I was taken aback when I rounded the corner and saw three people in the hot tub. It was a hot guy around 30, and two colleges girls. I put my towel on the chair and hoped they would be leaving soon.
As I entered the hot tub, I could sense the girls were hoping the guy would leave them alone. He was offering to massage their calves after their swim. I sat to the right and they were on the left on the large group sized tub.
The girls looked like they could be on the swim-team, thin little waifs with pool bleached blonde/brown hail and one-piece suits. The nearly perfectly black haired blue eye man was having no luck even with that great smile and chiseled chest standing in the tub.
As I sat off to the side, my breasts were luckily few inches below surface because the jet bubbles had already bubbled under my top. I was horny as hell and didn't really mind, but didn't want to put on a show for these kids either (yes I considered the 30ish guy a kid too).
I took a seat with jets in my lower back and stuck my left hand into my suit to see that sure enough I was still wet - and could get away with it under the bubbles. They couldn't see, but I took my hand out anyway. I had to re-tie my top for a third time, note to self string bikinis are not for hot tubs if you really want to stay covered.
His soft hand was on my shoulder. "I'll show you girls what a great massage I can give," he said to the girls without looking down at me. His face turned to me and his eyes were penetrating as he smiled and ask, "Can I use you for a brief and free demonstration?"
I sat in stunned silence. I think my wits were gone and I would've rather they left me alone. I just wanted a little privacy. He never took his hand off my shoulder, gently nudging me to turn my back to him as he sat down.
I was facing the girls, shocked looks on their faces as I smiled, well kinda chuckled nervously. His hands were magical as he found the knots below my shoulder blades with both thumb. I nearly jumped when his leg touched my bum as he scooted closer.
"Wow , you really carry your stress in your shoulders. Let me guess, you use a laptop a lot?"
"I guess, it is a big knot there?"
He continued the massage for couple minutes, melting in his hands I my tension relaxed. Up my neck into hair line , then down my arms and up to my shoulders. He worked my upper back really great.
His hand slipped under the water to my middle and lower back. I was practically face in water leaning forward. Thumbs on my spine and fingers to the side he had a magical touch. The thumbs circled lower and lower into my bottoms.
"Do you like my touch?"
I replied something that can only be described as a moan, a positive one though. I would be fooling myself if I said I was quickly losing control, I knew I had lost control while I was on the elliptical upstairs.
His hands were on my upper arms forcing them to my sides. "Hold still like this a sec. I'll get your whole spine this way," he announced to all four of us. With that he untied my top under the water and pulsed his hands up and down the ridges of my backbone.
His hand were all over my back rubbing and kneading. It felt great but I wanted, no needed more. He edged his hands across my ribs and down to my waist. He whispered into my ears for me to untie the string at my neck. The small triangles had already bubbled over and up freeing my breasts from any restraints or cover.
I quickly looked over at the girls, then glanced around to see no one else in the area. I reached up with both hands and undid the bow balling up the small material into my left fist. He didn't waste any time reaching around with his right hand to pinch my nipple while the left slid down my arm taking the suit top into his hand.
One girl winked and gave the keep quiet motion to the other as he tossed the top off to side of the hot tub. His whisper in my ear jolted me to reality of the situation. "I think your audience likes what I'm doing to you," he said as both hands openly tugged and played with my breasts. "Do you like?"
I nodded my head in yes.
"You don't mind if they watch, do you?"
I shook my head no.
"Ask them if they mind!"
He was in control and that's all I knew. The girls both shook their heads no when I asked them.
He floated me off bench and sat me on his leg. He held me kinda around neck with left hand on my right nipple as right hand slid down. His leg lifted me up so I was nearly floating on my back. My breasts , belly all way to knees were at the surface of the water. He was kissing my neck as his thumb looped into waistband sliding his hand inside.
I was very hot to his touch, the hot chlorine water making me a little less lubed than how wet I really was. I was so wet and turned on to be touched and on display. I enjoyed the girls watching. It was exciting to know we could get caught. We, heck I didn't even get this guys first name as his finger slid inside me while thumb did circles.
I was hit by a lightning bolt as my orgasm shuddered thru my body. I clenched my legs together and was panting hard as it flowed and flowed. His hand was gone. I wasn't done and he could tell.
Again the whisper in my ear, "Ask them to keep a look out."
"Will you watch for anyone," I obediently asked.
He released his leg, letting down on my feet. He practically ripped my suit off and guided me to his lap. My suit was tossed onto the chair near my towel. He had pulled his cock out of his trunks. He wasn't very big, though harder and longer than my husband.
I bounced a bit in full heat but he squirmed and tried to go deeper with slower thrusts. It was too much for him as he came violently. His hot fluid splashed my cervix like I've never felt. It was just then I realized I stopped "the pill" years ago when sex stopped.
I was in blissful heaven as shame set in. I acted like something I didn't know, but I liked it. He was out of the tub and walking away before I knew it. The girl who winked hot my suit sand brought it to me. She made sure I was dressed a and ok before heading out.
Thankfully, I didn't see the girls or him as I took quick shower and headed home. I didn't regret what I did. In fact my thoughts were how much better sex is when I'm not alone! I got home with relative ease and found the email reminder about going to the beach from Christy. I don't know but that might have been the best night of sleep I had in quite some time.
The next morning was routine. Jenna brought the twins and her daughter. The other before two before school kids arrived. We were nearly finished with breakfast when Christy arrived with the baby. I had a small bag packed and cooler with lunch and drinks. I guess you don't really need much when going to a nude beach! The kids got off to school and we loaded the twins in Christy's minivan and I followed her the 45 minute drive.
This place was pretty isolated, there wasn't really a parking lot, just a field off the side of the road. There were a few cars here and there, but our time was limited so we go to go early in the day. It was a small footpath thru the trees and we were on the beach. She was right, it was a beautiful spot, white sand and clear blue water with no waves on this tiny inlet. There was a stand of trees behind us and to the south (our left) there was a small mountain with cliffs and overlooks that were part of the wildlife preserve. We found a spot about 20 yars drom the path and that distance to the water.
There was a few couples around, but so far we were the only ones with kids. We set up our towels, applied sunblock to the boys and then it was time to get the clothes off. I just looked out at the bay and peeled my shorts down and off. I lifted my top, removed the bra and for the first time since lst night I was naked where someone else could see me. Of course Christy didn't know about that and I wasn't going to tell her either.
We lay down our towels and got a little sun. We chatted and took the boys swimming. Over the course of an hour, it started to fill up with more people than I thought would be there. There were people of all different shapes and sizes, families and couples. What I noticed the most was all of the single man. I could see some of them staying on the beach, but most of them were heading down to the cliffs.
It was only 10 in the morning when her phone rang. I listened quietly as she said very little, some yes and I understand statements. She closed with "be right there." Where was all I could think.
She looked genuinely upset as she started her apology, "I'm so sorry, gotta go. That was my husband and he just let me know that we're having work company for dinner."
"No need to be sorry," I replied. "We drove separate and I've enjoyed it."
"Please stay longer if you like. My van has all the car seats and Jenna will be coming over for dinner."
My thoughts were jumbled. I did enjoy the beach and sun and had almost forgot about lack of bathing suit. I was comfortable with Christy though. For the first time since my morning shower Ihad a horny thought.
I helped Christy gather up the kids things as she got dressed. As she got ready, I slipped into my sandals carrying her bag and the bag for the boys and followed her. She turn and shouted as we got to the parking lot, "Oh my God!"
"What?"
"Nothing I guess, just didn't expect toto not have clothes. You look comfy, but it's not common to go to car naked."
I looked around and didn't see anyone, "I'm not going back now and you could use a hand."
We put the kids into their car seats and put stuff away. I assured her, I wouldn't be here much longer. I didn't tell her I planned to quickly touch myself in the tree line before going to the beach. We hugged and she drove away.
I headed to the path, stealing few quick swipes to confirm how wet I was. My clit was in super sensitive engorged mode. I made it to the path, though nervous, that only added to my desires. I easily slipped two fingers in and used my thumb - my goal was a quick orgasm before heading back to my blanket. I would lay out a little while longer, maybe swim then head home.
I was disrupted by a couple of kids running down the path from parking lot and what must've been their parents yelling for them to slow down. I quickly pulled my hand away and stepped from tree line onto the beach. I thought maybe I could wade out a little in the Bay and have my orgasm in front of all of these people, but then I thought that was a little too easy. It was an exciting idea, but I wanted something a little more challenging after the thrill of last night.
I casually made my way back to my blanket and got a water out of the cooler. That's when I saw him. He was a normal looking guy, middle-aged, a little heavy and thinning hair. The thing that made me (and many others) take notice was that he had a semi-erection bouncing as he walked. I looked at his shaved groin and then over him to see that he had just come from the dunes. My curiosity got the best of me as I stood and walked in his general direction and passed him, carrying only my water bottle.
The site before me was thrilling! I had walked between two mounds of sand with brittle grass growing sparsely to walk into what I had imagined an orgy might look like. Well, not quite. There were several blankets most with a couple of men engaged in some kind of sexual activity and quite a few with single guys sitting in some sort of provocative pose. There was a male/female couple way off to my right, who did not seem to be paying attention to anyone else. Almost all around the edges were others standing like me watching, except they were not like me as all of them were men in various stages of arousal stroking their cocks.
I had never given head before. I was a virgin when I met my husband and the little activity we had early in the marriage was missionary sex several times a week, with occasional changes of position, mostly my legs up or out and couple times we tried doggie style, but he kept missing my entrance. The openness and multiple positions and pleasure I was witnessing between two men was nearly explosive. It is good for me to see that men are very exuberant about being pleased and pleasing each other. I watched as one of the onlookers walked up to a single guy and offered his hard rod.
I was in awe as the man sitting on the blanket just took it without so much as a word of greeting between them. Here we were not 20 yards from the other beach-goers and everyone was completely open. The hot sweaty bodies glistening in the sun. A few had tan lines, but most did not. The man who was just offered a cock was again sitting as the other man furiously stroked his meat. He was looking at me as the small load shot onto his cheek and chest. I don't know when it started, but I was quite furiously rubbing circles around my own clit. He winked and me and motioned for me to join him. I got to his blanket just as another got on his knees and took it into his mouth. He waved for me to kneel, then with his hand on the back of my head guided it toward his waist.
I see the head slipping in and out of the mouth. I don't know if the other guy had done this before, but he naturally released the cock as my head got closer. It slapped against his belly as I got closer, sticking out my tongue and licking a penis for the first time ever. He was good at instructing me and I was good at obey his guidance. It was really a command, though I was easily falling prey to my wicked side. I alternated taking that big bald cock into my mouth with the other guy. I watched and soon learned to lick down the shaft to the balls while he took it in and he did the same while I took my turn.
The guy we were sucking laid all the way down and and reach out with both hands. I watched as he took the other cock into his hand. I knew it was coming, but I still jumped a little as he made contact with me. My orgasm was quick and I shuddered through as he kept flicking my tender clit. He did release me for a bit and then he erupted into the mouth as I licked his ball. I could feel his balls constrict as he came into that waiting mouth. The guys switched places and there was another cock at my nose and a hand pawing at my pussy. The first guy groaned. I thought he really enjoyed giving head until I licked my way down to the second guys' balls. I stopped in my tracks as I saw the third set of knees and it hit me that this guy was getting fucked in the ass.
This time as I licked my way up the shaft, I made a point to find his lips and kiss him on and over the cock we shared. Our kissing and licking/sucking continued like this for a few minutes when I felt the weight of a hand on my ass. I was very turn on and nearing another orgasm as the second guy was skillfully bringing me up then down with his fingers. I was in heat and didn't even look up from the second blow job I had ever been giving and just wiggled my ass a little. I felt a little shifting behind be and the cock at my entrance.
He was definitely bigger and longer than my husband and he slid into my well lubed pussy. He slowly filled me, very slowly as he was stretching me wide and going deeper than any dildo or vibrator had ever penetrated me. He kept a slow steady pressure easing in to hit my bottom. His head was firmly against my cervix and the ridge of his bareback circumcised head was giving me ultimate pleasure. I rocked my ass effectively having that ridge tickle me inside to another orgasm. As I was coming down, he held still inside me and then the cock in my mouth erupted like a volcano.
I'd like to say I swallowed it all, but between my surprise and his large load I managed to swallow only half and most of that because it ejected so deep into my throat I couldn't gag it out. The cum was oozing from my face and nostrils as yet another guy fed me his cock. I had this one all to myself as the first guy was now having a new set of knees between his legs. The legs were of an African American guy and the cock must've been huge because he was thoroughly enjoying the pounding he was receiving. I took the third cock into my mouth as the rocking started.
Shortly after he was sliding in and out only a few inches and bringing me more pleasure than I could imagine. Given the size and length I wondered if I was with one of those Big Black Cocks I had read about and quickly looked at the knees behind me to find they were bronzed and toned, but definitely a white guy. It did not take him long to be pounding me the way my friends ass was being pounded. A couple short minutes later he tensed up and shot a huge hot load - I felt it splash into my walls and cervix and everything as he kept pumping and slamming into me.
He eased out and I returned my attention to the cock at my lips. I found the first guy was also paying attention to this cock. I saw the black knees get up from behind him and move around to my side and then behind me. He took his time rubbing my ass and backs of my legs. Just as I felt the tip at my entrance he stopped a second. I felt a pressure and a little wetness moving around on my ass cheeks. I could tell this guy was bigger than the first - it's true what I read about Big Black Cocks.
He didn't waist any time easing in or stretching my out - he just ripped me apart and never stopped his quick fucking. My God, I thought he would tear my childbirth scars. He fucked me like that for a good twenty minutes -I lost count of my orgasm after the pain. The pain never went away and I didn't get used to it - I just sorta started enjoying the ripping sensation.
The next couple of hours were a blur. I got on top and rode a guy while he was giving a blowjob. I was fucked missionary style, but there was nothing missionary about it as another guy was fucking his ass at the same time. I sucked cocks, had my boobs played with (understatement - they were kneaded, tugged, sucked, pinched, and pulled hard and soft). I was exhausted. I made my way back to the path from the dunes and made a beeline for the water as I'm sure I looked a mess. I rinsed off and swam a little back down to where my stuff was on the beach.
That's when the terror struck. The man sitting next my blanket was the same guy who fucked me in the hot tub the night before. More than that he was snapping pictures of me with my phone. I started to yell at him, when he held up his hand and motioned me to look at this. It was a picture of me, well my ass. The scary thing was that there were words written on it "Fat Slut". I learned it was permanent marker and sat down on the blanket not that it'd do any good as everyone around had ample time to see what was written.
He simply said, " I hope you enjoy yourself doing this, because you will be doing it a lot more for me."