This story is based on real events which occurred a couple of years ago. Names have been changed. If you are offended by stories containing public sex between a man and a woman, or two men, do not read this story.
For the past few years my girlfriend Caroline and I have been going every summer to a quiet seaside resort in the south of France. The reason we go there is that there is a good nudist beach just next to the resort, and that is where we like to hang out. Neither of us could ever figure out the point of wearing bathing suits. We also always go at the beginning of June. The weather is warm, and the place is not yet over-run with tourists.
The beach is very wide, so by being next to the water, one can be a long way from the dunes at the back of the beach and the road behind, which is great for getting your own private space away from voyeurs. There is no clear line between the nudist beach and the textile' one along side, and no-one gets stressed if a textile' wanders into the nudist part or vice versa. The one problem is that the open- air showers and the cafe are well inside the textile' patch, so the nudists generally put on their bathing suits or at least put a towel around them when they want to go and buy a drink or wash the sand off. There's no point offending the textiles' and destroying the harmony of the place.
Well we were on the second day of our ten days at the beach. We had been swimming and sunbathing for a couple of hours when Caroline decided that she was bored and wanted to go into town to do some shopping. We picked up our things and I pulled on my bathing suit to go and shower and then walk back to our hotel. Caroline put on her thong, which was the maximum concession she was prepared to make to non-nudists. We walked to the showers at the other end of the beach.
As we stood under the open-air showers washing the sand off, a young woman - early twenties I guess - came up and started washing under the next shower to Caroline. The young woman was wearing a full-cut one piece black bathing suit, and I immediately sensed Caroline's tension - she was offended by the extreme covering up of what would otherwise be an attractive body. Before I could reach out a hand to calm Caroline, she swung around to face the young woman and demanded to know whether she had a serious skin disease. The young woman looked completely startled, and shook her head.
- `So why are you covering up your skin like that?' Caroline demanded.
I had heard the routine before, so I knew that Caroline was about to launch into her speech on the benefits of nudity.
- `Take that silly costume off. You'll feel and look much better' Caroline barked.
The young woman just stared at Caroline.
Turning to me, Caroline went on `This bathing suit thing is nonsense. I'm not wearing one any more'. And with one quick movement she removed her thong and threw it aside.
- `Well, aren't you going to take it off?' Caroline asked the young woman, who looked as if she was recovering her composure.
Having realised that Caroline was not completely mad, the young woman introduced herself as Suzanne. She was on holiday with the boyfriend Marc. She quite like the idea of trying nude sunbathing, but Marc was firmly opposed, so they stayed on the `textile' side of the beach. Having finished the introductions, Suzanne glance around and seeing that no- one was looking at us despite Caroline being nude, she quickly took her bathing costume off and dropped it at her feet. A look of triumph came over Caroline's face.
I saw that Suzanne did have a really good body - slim without being skinny, nicely rounded hips, small firm breasts, and a neat triangle of light brown public hair. In spite of the fact that I had had a long satisfying fuck with Caroline just a couple of hours before, just before we came down to the beach, I found myself beginning to get hard at the sight of Suzanne's body. Caroline noticed at once, and got a malicious glint in her eye. - Well, you're the only one wearing a costume. Aren't you going to take it off?' she said.Oh, to hell with it', I thought, and pulled the costume down over my half-erect cock, which immediately sprang to a full erection. Caroline smirked, and turned to chat with Suzanne. I grabbed my towel and started to dry off.
Just then, a tall well-built guy, maybe late 20s, came striding up the beach towards us. I immediately guessed that this must be Suzanne's boyfriend Marc. - What are you doing naked?' he asked Suzanne. - Oh Marc, don't be so boring. I was just chatting to my new friends. Caroline and I are going back to the nudist beach to sunbathe. Why don't you come?'
So we headed back to our sunbathing spot on the nudist part of the beach. Caroline and Suzanne in front, chatting away together as if they had known each other all their lives, me a few steps behind, trying to look nonchalant about my huge erection, and Marc behind me, still wearing his bathing suit, which also had a noticeable bulge in the front. I guess that the sight of his girlfriend nude in public was turning him on.
Caroline and Suzanne spread out the towels, and the four of us lay down - Marc and me both face down, on our erections. I was feeling incredibly horny - the kind of feeling where you just have to fuck right now or you'll burst. Caroline had always refused to have sex on the beach, but I guessed it was worth another try, and maybe the presence of Marc and Suzanne would be a turn-on for her. I picked up the suntan oil and moved over to where Caroline was lying, and started to rub oil into her back. When I had done the back, she turned over, all the while still chatting with Suzanne, and I started to work on her breasts, discreetly massaging the nipples, so she knew exactly what was on my mind. I worked my way down her stomach and then onto her firm clean-shaven mound. She continued to ignore me and talk to Suzanne. I bent over a little so my erection rubbed up against her side, and slipped a finger inside her hole. She was very wet. I gave the clit a little tweak, and felt a tiny shiver through her body. But she kept talking to Suzanne and ignoring me.
I could see that I was not going to get anywhere with Caroline, so I thought I would up the stakes and try with Suzanne. Without asking, I turned to her and started to rub suntan oil on her stomach. Taking her cue from Caroline, she ignored me while I got more adventurous and started to massage those firm little breasts. Still massaging her breast with one hand, I moved the other hand down to the patch of public hair, and started to massage gently. There was no longer any pretence of putting on the suntan oil. Suzanne started to writhe gently, and I felt pre-cum begin to ooze from my cock.
Suddenly Suzanne jumped up and ran into the sea. I ran after her. As soon as we were chest deep in the water, she grabbed my around the neck, wrapped her legs around me, and impaled herself on my throbbing cock. Her lips locked onto mine as she ground herself against me. She was like a hungry animal. We came simultaneously after only a couple of minutes. She then relaxed, but kept her legs around me with my cock inside her. Only then did it occur to me to turn around and see what Caroline and Marc were doing. Caroline was now in the sea, floating on her back about ten yards away from us. She had a wide grin on her face, and had obviously enjoyed the show. Marc was still lying face down on the beach, and I couldn't tell whether or not he had watched me fucking his girlfriend in the sea. - Will Marc be angry?' I asked Suzanne. - Probably. Unless, of course, you want to give him the same treatment, then he wouldn't be able to complain, would he?' - What do you mean?' I asked. - Suck him off, of course. He's got a huge erection and he's desperate for relief. He doesn't care who does the sucking - one mouth's as good as the next, he always says'
I thought about it for a second. I had sucked a couple of cocks before, and had mine sucked by guys, usually while we were drunk at frat house parties. Marc was an attractive guy, and getting sucked in public would certainly put an end to his prudish attitude towards nudism. I let go of Suzanne and swam back to the beach.
Marc was still face down, but he had removed his bathing suit. I guess the pressure of the erection had just got too much. I hoped that he had not cum as a result of watching me screwing Suzanne. I grabbed the suntan oil and walked over to him. - Hey Marc, how about some suntan oil?' He turned his head towards me. - Yeah, OK' I started working the oil into his back, and then down over his buttocks. They were nice and firm and almost hairless. I decided to push my luck and work the oil as far into his crack as I could. He didn't say anything, and I was sure I felt a little shudder. He didn't resist as I turned him over. `Yes!' I though to myself. The huge erection was still there - at lease 8 inches of it, and he was making no attempt to hide it. I massaged the oil into his chest, and then quickly moved down to his inner thighs. I spread his legs apart and knelt between them, still massaging the region around his cock. Marc was relaxing. I guess he thought that I was going to jerk him off. He closed his eyes and started to rub his cock gently while I continued the massage. I stopped massaging and moved his hand away from his cock, at the same time bending over and taking the first couple of inches into my mouth. Marc opened his eyes with surprise, then grunted and lay back, and started gently thrusting up into my mouth. I took the whole cock into my mouth, gently massaging with my tongue and sucking at the same time. I could see out of the corner of my eye that we had attracted an audience. About a dozen other nude sunbathers had gathered around to watch, and one of them was calmly masturbating while he watched us. No-one seemed to mind. I turned my attention back to Marc.
He had a beautiful cock. Just the right size to suck without gagging. I withdrew my mouth, and started to run my tongue up and down the cock. Then I grabbed it again and sucked hard. Marc could not hold it any more, and shot four massive spurts of cum deep into my throat. I swallowed hard, then gently sucked him dry. The onlookers started clapping, and as I got up I saw that Caroline and Suzanne were now among them. As the crowd dispersed, we picked up our things and walked back - nude - to our hotel. Marc and Suzanne were staying at another hotel a bit further along the beach, so we left them when we arrived at our hotel. - See you tomorrow' I said - Same time, same place'