[deslusional]

Having come from a religious background, we have had many struggles to engage our sexuality properly. Surprisingly,I think I have had more hang-ups than my wife who was more constrained just on moral grounds. However, we have become a lot more honest in our daily dealings and part of that has been to share our fantasies. This was quite liberating initially and discussions often resulted in some beautiful sex. I expressed that I was interested in going to a nudist beach and maybe some hanky panky there that a voyeur might watch us. In preparation for this event, we visited a nude beach and it felt quite natural and easy. We even chatted with a single chap while out in the surf and again it was very congenial. After more fantasising, we were at another beach noted for its nude status. There are 2 car parks and, being out of the way, it was never going to be heavily populated, especially midweek. So, we found ourselves with a couple of hours to kill and I suggested we go to the nude beach. The wife came along in a fairly resigned fashion, remember it was my fantasy, not hers. We got to the beach and set up our little sun shelter. There was no one at all on our section of sand but just around the rocks on the main section we spotted one lone male nudist. We swam for a bit in the refreshing water and then returned to the shelter. It wasn't long before we were engaging in kissing, fondling and loving sexual activity. After a nice build up, we began to go at it doggy style, one of my wife's favourite positions. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye I saw the lone swimmer walking past, looking at me. I half expected to shrivel in embarrassment but was pleased that I didn't he smiled and I gave him the thumbs up and kept going. He walked on and I told my wife we had just been seen. We stopped and lay down for a bit while I kept looking out to see if the man was coming back. I was a bit disappointed that he was walking further away. Anyway, after a bit more relaxing, I saw him starting on his return leg so began fingering my wife's slit again. Naturally she responded and soon I was working her over well. Then the man came into view, about 60 feet away. He paused. I said to my wife that he was watching, holding my breath as I expected her to call it all off. She didn't seem to want to believe me so I asked her to open her legs more to give him a good show. She gently opened her legs as I continued to tease he hard little slit and slide my fingers into her wet pussy. The man was now licking his lips and walked up to about 15 feet away. I told my wife he was there and she continued to allow me to masturbate her as she seemed to believe I was joking still. My heart was pounding with all the sex, tension and apprehension as to what was going to happen next. As he came closer, I said hello to the man, partly to be polite and partly to confirm to the wife that there really was someone close by and watching her being masturbated with her legs wide open. She didn't flinch and then took up to rubbing her own clit while I kept my fingers working her pussy occasionally holding her pussy lips wide open so our friend could see her whole sex. He was very appreciative, judging by his stiff penis and steady gaze. As my wife approached orgasm he knelt down just a few feet away, watching closely as she vigorously rubbed her clit with one hand pulling her lips apart to make access easier. Finally, she came intensely and as she straightened her legs in rapture one foot touched his knee. Later she admitted this had put her off a bit but only momentarily as she went into a protracted orgasm. It was beautiful to watch and our friend got a great view. As she subsided and then sat up my wife almost apologised for having been so open and quickly went off for a swim. I stayed and chatted a bit then he left. When my wife came back we talked briefly before engaging in more sex again and soon we were at it again doggy style. The man came back and, holding a condom up, indicated he was keen to take my spot. I was quite confident that my wife wouldn't agree as we had already exceeded her previous boundaries and I shook my head. He looked a bit disappointed but we slowed down and before long it was time to go. Shaking his hand and thanking him for his respect shown to our boundaries, we packed up and left. That night we talked about the thrilling event and engaged in more mind blowing sex. It was an amazing event and while it hasn't been replicated yet, I am slowly setting things up for a bit of dogging and/or beach sex with a voyeur present and maybe even allowing some breast touching and mutual masturbation. Don't worry, I will post that story too when it eventuates.