Kept face covered
I have taken naughty revealing photos of my wife for more than 40 years. I wondered how upset she would be if she was recognized. About 30 years ago when we were active nudists we decided to go to a few nude beaches.
At my office one day a friend brought me a Cherie magazine and suggested I look through it. I quickly found a story on Black’s Beach, north of San Diego. Prominently in the story was my beautiful shapely young wife full frontal nude talking to a nude guy sitting in the sand building a complex sand castle. You could only see him from the back. The lighting could not have been more professional to make out her face, her perfect breasts with rock hard nipples and her curly haired triangle with her lips visible if you looked carefully. Her legs were parted enough that you could see to where the pubic hair stopped, but not lewdly. It looked like the guy sitting directly in front of her was staring at her delicious pussy, maybe three feet from his eyes. It was a fantastic photo.
Even my wife agreed when she saw it. “Well at least I looked my best but I wish I had my sun glasses on”. She remembered she was 25 on that trip and this was before having kids. She said that the guy was maybe 18 or younger and was handsome with a cock that grew from about 5 to 8 inches while they were talking. It poked up and almost touched his belly button and soon was pulsing and jumping. She complemented him on his very attractive penis and he asked if she could spread her legs. She moved her feet apart slightly and moved her right hand down like she had an itch and ran a finger up her lips from the bottom to the top flicking her delightful clit. He moaned and asked if she was wet. She showed him a very wet fingertip.
“I will squat down and show you more if I can see your balls” she offered and he pulled out a large dark red scrotum from the sand. My wife could feel herself getting needy because she loves balls. The boy said the sand was hot and made them hang really low. She stepped closer to him and squatted with her knees pointing south and west, at least at first, but as they kept talking her knees were spreading farther apart almost to a north south position. She had purposely stepped over a scoop he used in sand so he had to reach for it and with his hand so close, he slipped fingers in her very hot wet love tunnel. She felt herself rocking forward and back on his digits nearing a cum. “I told him I had been fucked three times that day and needed to again” He had a plastic
sand shovel leaning on a knee and she reached for it and dropped it on his cock. She apologized and ran a hand under the sand near his balls letting it have a feel of his egg shaped nuts. He moaned again as she lifted them and then slid her right hand further under him and when she slipped a finger up his asshole his cock spurted up on her breasts and hitting her chin.
She fell backward and he stood over her, cock still dripping. He apologized but she was on her back in the sand with her legs spread wide open, showing him all she had to show. Using her left hand, she wiped up his jism and sucked her fingers into her mouth, which took several times. She made no effort to bring her legs together or cover her pink nakedness, even when a few more guys came over and enjoyed her show. She got ready to get up and saw four hard cocks pointing between her legs . Her last action before standing was to reach between her thighs and supposedly wipe off sand while actually spreading her lips further apart. She asked the guys “do you see any more sand I should wipe off?” giving them an excuse to get on their knees and look even closer into her wet lips. The smallest boy suddenly shot a substantial load of sperm partly on her upper right thigh, missing her pussy by inches. He was embarrassed and the other boys were laughing.
I walked up to the sand castle carrying a cooler with cold drinks and sandwiches and saw my wife in the surf up to her waist. She was surrounded by 5 or 6 boys who were helping her wash off sand. Evidently there was a lot of sand on her private parts because they seemed to be a focus of their hands and she seemed to be helping each boy individually wash sand off their cocks from the way her hands were moving under the water. At one point she was sitting so only her head was visible above the water with the boys all around her. She seemed happy so I just got comfortable on a sheet the sand castle maker had been using.
Soon they all came out of the water and were laughing. She introduced me as her husband who “will be fucking me soon”. They all were giggling and explained there would be a contest at their school the next week building sand statues. I asked if that was something new at college and they laughed and told me the name of their high school.
We left to eat and drink before I had to return the cooler to the guys who lent it to me when I bought the food from them. The people were beginning to leave when we went back to our first spot and found our towels and sun lotion had been stolen. Everyone was either putting on a swimsuit, towel or t-shirt for the long climb up the steep cliff back to the parking area we used. We did it nude and several guys spoke to my wife, usually complementing her. The steep climb meant she was taking some long climbing steps and anyone behind or under us got a clinical look at my wife’s secret areas. She asked two younger guys who were staring if they wanted to take a photo, being sarcastic. It turns out someone DID take a photo!
The parking lot was full with many voyeurs who were looking down at the beach and watching folks get dressed at their cars. My wife got a lot of attention from males old and very young. At one point, she cowered and covered her nakedness but I told her that just would draw a bigger crowd.
We had not checked into our hotel yet so we had to dress for a dinner with friends which was no big deal for me but my wife put on a garter belt and stockings which got lots of hoots and hollars, before stepping into her half slip and bra(no panties!!) and eventually into her light summer dress. Stockings? Yes, because I like them and she did not have much of a tan .
Dinner was great and my wife was my dessert!
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