Naughty Beach, Again

NAUGHTY BEACH PART 2

"That's it baby, right there. Ooh, that feels good. You're so nice to me. Ooh, keep it up."

My husband's face was in my pussy. He is a marvelous lover. He likes to eat me out and I love the way he does it. My toes curl and I see stars when he makes me come.

"Put your tongue inside me. That's it. Please don't stop."

He knows all the right spots to stimulate. His hands were on my breasts, fondling them and pinching my nipples while his face was buried in my crotch. I joke that he's losing his hair, going bald, from rubbing his head on my pussy. I have a full muff of pussy hair that I don't trim because my husband likes to put his face in my hairy cunt and eat me.

"Ooh, that's nasty. Don't do that." I didn't mean it. His tongue was probing my asshole, arousing the very sensitive nerve endings. He likes to lick the little spot between my anus and my vagina. I think it's called the perineum.

My pussy was so wet; I could feel the juices pouring out of me. Phillip (my husband) likes the way I taste and the scent of my pussy. I'm glad he does because it draws him like a bee to honey.

I decided to add some provocative comments. He likes it when I talk about doing nasty things.

"Just think. Your best friend's cock is going to be where your tongue is tomorrow."

Yep, that aroused him. He attacked my pussy with renewed enthusiasm. Sometimes he just does too much and I have to make him stop for a few moments.

"Alan's going to put his dick right where your nose is. Lick inside me and imagine my cunt being full of his cum."

Alan and his wife Cammie were going to visit us the next day and I was giving Phil a preview of what I was going to be doing. I was going to be fucking his best friend. Of course, Phillip was going to be fucking Cammie too, but he likes to hear about what I'll be doing.

"Think about me with my legs spread like they are now and your friend is in the saddle, fucking your precious wife. I'm going to let him have what was only for you. He'll do me bareback. I want to feel his cock-flesh rubbing inside me. His cum is going to shoot up inside me, where only yours has been."

Phillip was getting me close. He moved up, kissing my tits on the way and he slid his prick into my vagina. He was lying on top of me, his body covering me, his hips pumping to drive his penis into me. I love his scent, the feeling of having him between my thighs. I love everything about him, particularly, the way he makes love to me.

I watched his face as he got closer. His expression twisted like he was in pain, but he was straining as his body reacted to the charge of semen that was traveling up his penis. I felt the warm gush of his jism inside me, so warm, so wonderful. Having my man come inside me is the ultimate pleasure. It makes me feel so like a woman, desired, vulnerable, taken. His primitive urge to impregnate me drove his passion, resulting in him pouring his sperm into my uterus.

His orgasm drove mine. My body quaked and shook. I bit my lip to keep from screaming. My nails dug into his back, scratching him. My thighs pressed together against his hips while my legs wrapped around him, capturing him, holding him inside me until he was empty.

We kissed and he held me while I recovered. My breathing slowed, the tension in my body relaxed a bit. I laid there with my legs spread apart. He had ravished me. It was wonderful. I put my arms around his neck and held him tightly.

His dick softened and a bit of his semen leaked out of me, running down onto my perineum, into my ass crack. I love being naked with this man, my man, my husband.

But we had expanded our horizons recently. We had included our friends Alan and Cammie in our love making. My husband had made love to Cammie and, as told in the first chapter of this story, Alan had made love to me during a recent visit. Now, our friends were coming to visit for a few days and we anticipated more sharing.

Alan and Cammie had lived near us before moving to Cleveland a few years ago. We continued our friendship. We both had families with kids the same ages. They had an older son and a daughter who was a year younger. We had the reverse, with an older daughter and a younger son. The four kids were fully grown and off on their own, all doing well.

Our trips to the beach in North Carolina had been the catalyst for increased intimacy. When we went down there without the kids, we went bare, walking down the beach in glorious nudity.

Alan had visited a month earlier and I had let him screw me for the first time. He and Phillip took turns with me in the sand dunes and then we continued when we were back home.

After years of approaching intimacy, Alan and I finally consummated our relationship. I went into his bedroom and screwed him, then brought my sloppy pussy back to bed with my husband. I made him eat his first cream pie. I sat on his face while his friend's cum filled his mouth. It was wonderful and I looked forward to a return engagement when Alan visited again, this time with Cammie.

I had learned that Phillip had fucked Cammie a few times. It just worked out that they went further than Alan and me. They'd had a threesome one time when we visited them while I was at the mall with the kids.

On his previous visit, we'd driven down to the outer banks with Alan and stopped at our regular beach spot. I invited Alan to go first and then Phil. They both fucked me in the bright sunlight, with the sea breeze wafting over us. Then Alan fucked me again. It was marvelous. Having two men's semen inside me was a unique pleasure, one I hoped to experience again.

While preparing the house for their visit, I was on the phone with our daughter Tricia. She's married and lives near D. C. We talk frequently.

I told her that the Reynold's (Alan and Cammie) were coming for a visit in a few days.

She shocked me when she asked, "Are you guys going to go to North Carolina and get naked on the beach?"

I hadn't realized that she was aware of our nude adventures with our friends. We had never included the kids. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, come on Mom. We all know about how you and the Reynold's get naked when you are down there. They took us along one time."

"What do you mean, they took you along?"

"When Grandma was sick that one time and you and Daddy were away, they took us along to the beach and we all got naked."

I was stunned, "Really?"

"Yes. They thought that you included me and Richie (our son) and that we all went nude when we went down there."

We hadn't included Richie and Tricia. We always stayed clothed (minimally) when they were along. I asked my daughter, "So you were naked with them?"

"Sure. We did it twice that week."

Alan and Cammie have a son Tricia's age (early twenties) and a daughter Richie's age (nineteen). I asked again, "So you were naked with them?"

"Yes. Greg and his dad saw me naked and Richie saw Aunt Cammie and Cindy naked."

That was quite a revelation. My young daughter had been nude around our friend Alan and his son Greg. Our son Richie had obviously seen his sister, Cammie, and their daughter Cindy naked. The thought was unsettling. It was one thing for Alan to see me naked, but my daughter? I visualized the scene, Tricia with her young, full breasts and her thick patch of pubic hair walking around in the dune with our friend and his son watching. I couldn't grasp what I was hearing.

"The three men were looking at you?" I asked.

"Yes. They saw everything I had."

Tricia added some information, "Richie was embarrassed because he couldn't hide his excitement."

"What do you mean?"

"His thing was sticking up all day."

She was telling me our son had a hard-on all day while with his sister and young Cindy. Of course he would.

I asked, "What about Alan and Greg? They must've been excited too?"

Tricia laughed and said, "Oh yeah. It was weird at first, but then it turned me on to have them both with hard-ons because of me."

"Weren't you embarrassed?"

"I was at first, but then it was kind of cute. Mr. Reynolds had always gawked at me in my bikinis and I could see the bulge in his suit sometimes. Seeing his thing at full size was interesting." Then she said, "Greg has a pretty big one."

"What?"

"Greg, he has a big cock."

I couldn't believe my daughter's comments. I was shocked.

She added, "Oh come on, Mom. Greg and I had dated and I'd seen his dick before that."

"I wasn't aware of that."

She said, "Greg and I went for a walk down the beach and I took care of him up in the dunes."

"What?"

"I got him off so his dick could relax a little."

'You used your hand?" I presumed.

Tricia was giving me too much information, "I used my hand and my mouth."

"You sucked his dick?"

"Yes, Mother, I sucked a boy's dick."

"You shouldn't so things like that."

"Mom, I've seen you sucking Daddy's dick and I suck my husband's cock all the time."

I was shocked and torn between wanting to end the conversation and wanting to hear more. It was arousing to hear about my daughter having sex.

She said, "I didn't fuck him, if that's what you're worried about."

"Oh!" Was all I could say.

"Not then, anyway."

She was implying that she fucked our friend's son at another time.

She went on, "You should ask Richie about he and Cindy. They went off by themselves too."

"Oh, really."

"Yeah, when we came back, Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds were doing it on their blanket."

"You saw them?"

"Yeah. Greg and I stayed hidden and watched his mom suck his dad's cock and then fuck him."

"Your language is atrocious." I said.

Tricia laughed, "It's good she took care of him because he was eying me all day."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, Mr. Reynolds was keeping an eye on me and his dick was hard."

Wow. Our friend Alan had been checking out our daughter.

Tricia said, "I like Mr. Reynolds. I'd had a few fantasies about him fucking me."

"What? That's outrageous."

"Oh, come on Mom. Don't you have fantasies? Haven't you fantasized about different men fucking you."

I didn't want to tell her the truth, that I did. "No, of course not."

She laughed, "Right! Like I believe you." Then she said, "We all believed that you and Mr. Reynolds were doing it. We knew, Mrs. Reynolds and Dad were."

"How do you know that?" By my question, I had confirmed her suspicions.

"Cindy caught them one time. Her mother swore her to secrecy, but she told us other kids one night when we were smoking weed." She went on, giggling, "She walked in on Mrs. Reynolds riding Daddy's cock in their bedroom when they thought she was at volleyball practice."

I was absorbing all I had heard.

My daughter asked me, "Have you and Mrs. Reynolds been doing it?"

"None of your business." Again, my answer revealed the truth.

"I thought so. He has a nice-looking cock, doesn't he?" I shook my head in disbelief. Our daughter was commenting on other men's cocks.

It was all so disconcerting, I didn't know what to say. I mumbled something like, "I guess so."

My daughter continued, "I've imagined what it would feel like to have that bad boy inside me."

I was shocked, "Tricia!"

"How did his cock feel inside you, Mom?"

She was getting very personal. I wasn't in the habit of keeping things from my daughter. We had a trusting relationship. I finally said, "If you must know, yes, he has a nice cock."

"I'll bet you've sucked it."

"Well, Yes." I admitted.

"Tell me, was Daddy there?"

I came right out and told her, "The last time Alan visited, I took-on him, then your father on the beach."

Tricia laughed at the information she was getting from me, her supposedly straight-laced mother. "I like hearing about you fucking Daddy and Mr. Reynolds. Did they spit roast you?"

"What does that mean?"

She explained, "Did you have one cock in you mouth with another in your vagina?"

"Well, yes."

"Did Mr. Reynolds eat your pussy?"

Why not tell her everything. I admitted, "Well, yes he did."

"Ooh, I'm imagining what that looked like with him down between your legs with his face buried in your crotch."

"Tricia, that's gross."

"Ooh, but Momma, I'll bet you enjoyed it."

"Well, if you must know, of course I did."

"Does he eat pussy better than Daddy?"

"How do you know your father does things like that?"

"Oh, come on. Mom. I know he eats your pussy."

"Well, your father is quite good at it, actually." I laughed at the conversation I was having with my daughter. I wanted her to be proud of her father, so I told her he was good at cunnilingus. I went on, "You wouldn't believe how good of a lover your father is."

She laughed, "Isn't it a shame that parents can't pass on their sexual tricks to their children."

"No, It's not."

She was goading me, "I mean, wouldn't it be nice if Daddy could teach Richie how to eat pussy and you could've taught me how to suck cocks?"

I was shocked by her nasty talk, "Stop it. This is vulgar."

She asked, "Can you deep-throat Daddy's cock?"

My head was swimming, not quite believing the conversation we were having. I answered her, "Well, yes. I do that when I want to treat him special."

My daughter commented, "See, I had to learn that on my own when my mother could've taught me."

I said, "Well enough of this talk. You should be ashamed of yourself."

"Why, for asking my mother about her sex habits."

"Yes, it's personal."

She continued to talk, telling me things I didn't need to know.

She said, "We're friends with this couple, Rita and Dave. You've met them, I think."

"Yes, I remember them."

"Well, we swap with them. Kerry likes to watch his friend fuck me. Does Daddy like to watch you fuck Mr. Reynolds?"

"Well, we've done that."

"Does he have photos? Kerry likes to video me fucking other men."

"Tricia!" I was shocked, but how could I object to my daughter doing the same things I did.

She changed to another topic, "You know, Cindy and I would look in your and her mother's nightstands and find your vibrators and such."

"What?"

"Yeah. We did it first at her house when she showed me what her mom used. Then, when she was visiting, we found your drawer full of toys. I was amazed at that big black penis-looking thing that you had."

I didn't know what to say. I never thought that my daughter would go exploring her mother's private things, but they were in the night stand, not hidden away anywhere. "You shouldn't have done that." Was all I could say.

Tricia went on, she always did overshare with me. "I used it myself a few times until I got my own vibrator."

"You had a vibrator?"

"Sure Mom. I'd come home all horny after a date and need to relieve the tension. I'd get so worked up with boys wanting to fuck me. If I didn't have my vibrator, I would've let them have me."

She asked, "Were you able to get that black vibrator all the way inside you? I couldn't. My vagina wasn't big enough."

"No. I can't fit the whole thing." I told her; I'm not sure why.

She said, "I hear the baby crying I have to go Mom."

"Okay honey."

"Say hello to the Reynolds and fuck Mr. Reynolds for me. I'm sure he would've liked to do me."

"Tricia!" I said as she hung up the phone.

I sat there for a few minutes, absorbing the flood of unexpected information about my daughter's sex life. I reflected and thought that she was just a typical young woman, enjoying her sexuality, enjoying being a woman with men desiring her. I trusted her to be careful and use good judgement. I knew her husband was a horny young guy. I'd seen him looking down my blouse and ogling my ass in a bikini. The thought of fucking my daughter's husband flashed through my mind. I mentally filed it for another time.

Well, Alan and Cammie arrived and came to our house for dinner.

After dinner and a few bottles of wine, our tongues were loosened.

We talked about our families. I noticed the interest that Alan had when I told him about our daughter. I imagined that he was remembering seeing Tricia naked.

A few minutes later, Cammie said, "Alan told me about you three going to the beach during his last visit. I'm sorry I wasn't there."

I nodded, not saying anything.

She added, "Although, you undoubtedly drained them, so there wouldn't have been anything left for me anyway."

I nodded and smiled. I had drained both my husband's and her husband's cocks. I remembered feeling the semen from two men swishing around inside me.

Cammie said, "I'd like to watch my husband fuck you."

I didn't say anything. I looked at my husband, Phillip, who nodded. He said, "I'd like to see that too."

I had been drinking and facetiously asked, 'Where do you want us to do it? Right here on the dining room table?"

Cammie looked at her husband and said, "Why not. You could bend her over the table and fuck her while we have dessert."

Her comment was so outrageous and I was in the mood for excitement, so I stood and went over beside Cammie's husband. I was wearing a sleeveless blue dress that stopped above my knees. Alan's hand slid under the hem and rested on my panty-covered ass. I felt good when his fingers slipped under the leg band and touched the bare skin on my cheek.

"Take them off." I told him. If they wanted a sex show, I'd give them one.

He used both hands to pull my panties off my hips and down my legs. When they reached my knees, they fell to the floor. I stepped out of them and my shoes.

Alan's hand returned to my now bare ass cheeks. He was gently caressing my skin, tracing finger down my crack.

"How does her ass feel?" Cammie asked.

"Nice and soft." Alan replied.

Cammie looked at me and said, "Take your dress off."

I did as she asked, pulling my dress up over my head, leaving me wearing just my bra. Alan used one hand to unclasp the back and I let it fall away. Now I was completely naked with the others fully clothed. I was in a really naughty mood and was behaving outrageously.

Alan's fingers probed between my legs. I moved my feet apart to give him access. His fingers found my vulva, stroking my clit for a moment before searching for the opening to my vagina. When his fingers slid in, I gasped and the other knew what he was doing. His fingers explored my inner chasm and I felt the juices emanating from my pussy and wetting his hand. My ass was elevated and my husband could see his friend's arm between my legs, finger-fucking me.

It felt so good. I wanted him to continue. I leaned forward over the table and spread my legs apart more, brazenly exposing myself for him. His fingers pumped in and out. I was panting and my skin was flushed. I was nearing an orgasm. I looked into my husband's eyes as he watched his wife get molested before him. I saw Cammie watching too.

I needed something more.

I asked Phillip, "Should I let him fuck me?"

He nodded.

I turned my head and said to Alan, "Fuck me. Please fuck me."

I heard him opening his pants and then felt the spongy tip of his prick rubbing against my ass cheeks. He used his fingers to spread me open and then pressed forward with his cock. It slid into my lubricated channel and pushed deep inside me. I groaned and looked at Phillip while his friend fucked me, using my married cunt for his pleasure.

Cammie and Phillip watched as Alan pumped away. I pushed my butt into him to increase my pleasure. He was ramming away, absent tenderness. He was just fucking me, like a buck taking a submissive doe. His cock felt good inside me and I neared an orgasm. I liked it, being fucked with others watching. I liked having my husband see me come with another man's cock inside me. I wasn't sure why, but it was erotic. I hoped that it would drive him to want me more.

I said to Phillip, "I like this, having you watch me get fucked. Do you like seeing another man fuck your wife?"

He nodded. His hand was below the table. He was rubbing himself.

Cammie said to her husband, "Fill her slutty cunt with your cum. Fuck her in front of her husband."

He did as she asked. He pushed in deep and stopped. His cum spurted into me; the warm fluid filled the recesses inside me. I felt some of it leaking out of me as he withdrew his expired cock.

I looked at Phillip and said, "Now it's your turn. I want you to fuck me too."

He rose and undid his pants. He approached me.

I said, "Taste me first. Show them how you like to eat my sloppy pussy after another man has fucked me."

He knelt on the floor and puts his face between my thighs. I was still leaning over the table with my legs spread, the white cum was leaking out of my swollen vagina. When his face pressed against my pussy, I arched my back to give him better access. His tongue probed, licking around the opening to my love-hole. He put his mouth over my vagina and sucked, pulling his friend's cum from inside me. His tongue teased the rim of my vagina. His nose was pressing into my asshole. It was marvelous. I exploded in another orgasm as my husband sucked his friend's cum from his wife's unfaithful cunt.

Then, Phillip stood and rammed his prick into me. I was so wet and slippery that I barely felt it at first. He pumped away, fucking me like he was possessed, reclaiming his wife, reclaiming my pussy. I pushed my ass back into him, wanting him to fuck me deep and hard. His cock felt like it was on fire, hot and hard and inside me. He was poking my cervix. My cunt was completely spread open for him.

Then, he stopped moving and another flush of semen poured into me. It was amazing. I shouted in ecstasy as our friends watched my husband fuck me. I was his and craved his cock, wishing he could go even deeper inside me. I wanted to consume his cock with my vagina and take him completely into my womb. I was jerking as my orgasm continued. It seemed like it would go on forever, but I finally finished. It was the most powerful orgasm I'd ever had. Having two men fuck me and finishing with my husband fucking me was amazing. I was completely naked, completely exposed, open and available for his cock and his sperm.

Phillips stayed with me as I calmed down, stroking my back. He pulled away and I felt a trickle of his and Alan's seed running down my leg.

Camille came over to me and leaned over the table. She kissed me. We hadn't done that before. Her tongue probed my mouth and I responded. I was exhausted, but her soft lips felt wonderful.

"You're amazing." She said. "I've never seen anything like that, not in a porno flick or anything. You're amazing."

I meekly said, "Well, you said you wanted to watch your husband fuck me."

She turned and said, "Let me clean you boys up."

She sat in her chair. First Phillip, and then Alan approached her. She leaned over and took each cock in her mouth, cleaning my nectar from them. She sucked her husband's cock until it got erect again. She led him away into their bedroom.

Phillip took my exhausted body into our bedroom. I peed, feeling the cum leaking out of me while I pissed. I crawled into bed, naked. Phillip nuzzled behind me in the spoon position and I fell asleep, with the semen from two men inside my vagina. He held me tight, with his hand on my breast and his cock against my butt.

The next day we drove to the outer banks. There was no doubt that we were intending to sunbathe nude and fuck in the dunes. Cammie and I wore sundresses with no underwear. We sat in the back seat and every time one of the husbands looked back, we raised our dresses to display our pussies. We both have hairy muffs with pink slits that attracted their attention.

We stopped to eat at a nice little crab shack. After a few minutes, I noticed that some men at a table across from us were checking out my legs. Cammie was facing a different way, but saw them too. I casually let my dress slide up. My legs parted as I got up to go to the ladies room. I'm sure my admirers got a brief glimpse of my treasure spot. When I returned, I sat with my dress pulled up underneath me. I would occasionally cross and uncross my legs while pretending not to notice the look on the two men's faces who were ogling my crotch.

I saw that they were getting ready to leave, so I gave them a nice final view of my goodies. I scooted forward on the chair and let my legs part. I looked at them, letting them know I knew they were looking and that I wanted them to see my pussy. Then, I closed my legs and smiled at them as they left.

We giggled on our drive as I related to the men what had happened. Cammie was amused by my boldness and said she'd have to top it somehow.

We arrived at the beach. We parked and climbed the dune on the opposite side of the road, making our way through the difficult sand that moved under our feet with each step. The men followed with two blankets, a cooler with drinks and a bag with lotion.

Once we settled on the dune, with our blankets spread on the sand, Cammie and I stripped, pulling our dresses over our heads and standing in the cool sea breeze, with the sun warming our bodies, completely nude except for sun glasses and hats.

I looked at Cammie's naked body with her light pink nipples and her sandy-colored bush. Like me, she didn't trim her pubes. She had a taut belly with a nice little navel midway between her tits and her pussy.

I have nice tits, too. My nipples are darker than hers and my areolas are a bit larger, half-dollar size. I have a little bit of a tummy, but Phillip says I look fantastic. He likes to get me naked whenever he can. He loves to look at my hairy pussy.

The men were hot to trot and wanted to fuck, but Cammie and I wanted to make them wait so they would be more eager.

She suggested we take a walk down the beach. The men offered to go, but we wanted to go alone, two nude women, walking casually along the edge of the watch on the hard sand. It was erotic and a bit risky.

Cammie and I laughed as we talked and walked, not paying much attention until we noticed four people coming our way. We continued, the daring aspect of being seen by strangers was part of the fun. People who we would never see again would see us buck naked. As they approached, we could see it was two couples.

We stopped for a moment to say hello. One of the women noted that we were naked. Cammie told them how good it felt to be completely free in the wonderful sunlight with the sea breeze. I suggested that they try it. They declined and went on their way.

A bit later, we spotted two men running on the hard sand, coming toward us. They were undoubtedly military men. Their physiques were remarkable. They were tanned and muscled. They were just wearing gym shorts and shoes. I looked at Cammie as they approached. I felt my body tingle as I anticipated these two men seeing me naked. My exhibitionist tendencies were arousing me. I felt warmth in my pussy as they got closer. I remembered meeting two men during a previous beach visit; I had squeezed both of their cocks while thanking them for their service.

They stopped, of course, to be polite. They were very attentive and talkative, wondering where we were from and asking about us being naked. We told them our husbands were up in the dunes. One of the men asked if we were afraid that someone might take advantage of us, but we said we weren't worried.

I said, "One time I was here before and met two guys like you. I convinced them to strip and run naked."

The one taller guy, his name was Barry, looked at me and then his buddy. He smiled and said, "Maybe on the way back."

I said, "I hope so."

The thought of seeing these two wonderful specimens of manhood aroused me. Cammie was affected too, agreeing that she hoped they would come back naked.

"I saw the bulges in their shorts." She said.

I noted, "They have big hands. You know what that means."

She giggled.

We turned around and headed back to where our husbands were waiting. We'd lost track of time and had walked quite a way.

The two couples were approaching again. As they got closer, we could see that they had taken our advice and had stripped. They were a bit older and not in peak physical condition, but it was still nice to see their naked bodies. The women's tits sagged against their bellies, but they both had full crops of pussy hair (as did Cammie and I).

The men were interested in us, ogling our bodies as we chatted with their wives. I noticed their dicks were getting larger and by the time we left them, they had semi-boners. Cammie and I laughed as we walked on.

We waded into the water and pranced around, enjoying the feeling of freedom and the cool water on our legs. It was a beautiful day. The white waves contrasted with the deep blue sea and the cloudless sky. After a few minutes, we resumed our walk.

Well, you guessed it, the two Navy men were returning. We casually glanced up as they approached and saw them stop to remove their shorts. They were naked except for their running shoes.

They were almost to us, so we turned toward them. I was fascinated and impressed with what I saw. They were like male models, all tan and rippled with muscle. Their dicks were flopping back and forth as they walked. I wondered if it hurt to run with a hard dick.

They stopped and we talked a while. They told us where they were from originally while Cammie and I told them about us. I kept glancing down at their cocks, two pieces of lovely man-meat. As we talked, I saw their eyes exploring our naked bodies. Their dicks were responding. I tried to be discreet, but they caught me looking a few times.

Finally, I couldn't resist. I reached out and grabbed one of the dicks, Barry's. The other guy was named Mario. He seemed to be Hispanic or something by his skin tone and his accent. I grabbed his dick too and said, "We'd like to thank you for your service." I held their two pricks in my hand and they expanded almost to their full combat length. Barry reached out and put his hand on one of my breasts. I didn't object. Mario took Cammie's boobs in his hands and squeezed them.

Cammie dropped to her knees and took Barry's cock in her hand. She explored it, blowing on it and then putting her tongue on the tip to taste his precum. I continued to fondle Mario's prick, stroking it along its entire length. We were staring into each other's eyes, sharing our lust.

Not to be left out, I dropped and took Mario's cock in both hands. I examined his meat as it grew larger. It had a helmet shaped head and there were thick blue veins bulging out along its length. It was very hard and very smooth. I was impressed, never having seen a specimen of this size. My hand couldn't wrap around it; it was too thick. I'd seen big dicks in porno movies, but thought such impressive slabs of manhood were quite rare.

The clear fluid leaking from the slit at the tip of his meat attracted me, so I tasted it. I looked over to see Cammie already engulfing Barry's dick in her mouth. I did the same. I took Mario's cock in my mouth and pushed my head forward, trying to take as much as I could. My hand fondled his balls, feeling his testicles. He was running his hands through my hair. I wet his cock with my saliva and backed off, captivated by the shiny thing. I looked up at Mario and smiled. Then, I pushed my head onto his cock and moved back and forth. He moved his hips, fucking my mouth with his big prick. As it grew, I realized that it was much bigger than my husband's cock, considerably so. I wondered if I could take the thing in my throat. I saw Cammie trying to do the same thing.

I pushed forward and the big head of Mario's cock pushed through my gullet. I relaxed my gag reflex and felt his dick slide into my throat. I choked on it so I withdrew before trying again. It was so big that it hurt when it expanded my throat. I bobbed my head while Mario caressed my scalp. I bobbed back and forth, withdrawing again. I looked up at him while catching my breath. He was fixated, watching me worship his cock. I tried again, taking him deeper, feeling his prick expanding my esophagus. I knew I would be hoarse after taking his monster in my windpipe. I backed off and tried again, getting closer each time. I put his dick in my mouth once more and pushed my head forward. Mario helped by holding the back of my head while he pumped his hips forward. My nose pressed into his pubic hair. I had done it. I had sucked his entire cock in my mouth. I was proud of myself and remained there for a few moments. I couldn't breathe, choking on his cock-meat. He was holding the back of my head and then he erupted. His spunk poured into my throat, going directly into my belly. I pulled off and the final spurts filled my mouth. I liked the taste. I am not embarrassed to admit that I like the taste of cum.

I rasped, "Thank you for your service."

As I regained my breath, I saw Cammie was lying on her back on the sand with Barry between her legs. I watched as his big cock slid into her vagina. Her pussy lips were invitingly spread apart. The tip of his big cock disappeared into her. Her vagina gripped around his penis as he slid deeper. I noticed a few wads of cum on her pretty face.

I hadn't intended to fuck Mario, but with Cammie giving herself to his friend, it seemed like the appropriate thing to do. I began to settle onto my back, but Mario wanted me on my hands and knees. Unbelievably, he was already hard again. He knelt behind me and aligned his cock with my pussy. I reached between my legs to grab his tool and aim it at my opening. It was a big cock and it pried me open. I could sense how big he was by the way he spread my vagina apart. He slid forward and began to pump back and forth, fucking me with his marvelous tool. He wasn't all the way inside me, but I already felt so full of cock.

For a moment I reflected on being fucked on a public beach by a stranger. I had certainly come a long way from the demur housewife and mother I had been.

This hunk of manhood was pushing his prick into my married cunt and I was loving it. I lifted my butt, inviting Mario to go deeper and he did. He was slowly working his cock into me with each stroke. It took a few minutes, but finally I felt his pelvis against my ass. He was all the way inside me. He paused to let us both absorb and savor the sensation. I've never had anything so big and thick in my cunt. If felt the sensation along the entire channel of my vagina. I squeezed his cock with my inner muscles and enjoyed every stroke as he purposefully fucked me.

I leaned forward onto my hands with my ass raised. He stood up behind me with his knees bent. Now, he could put the full force of his hips into each stroke. He slammed forward and I grunted. He did it again, then again. I liked it and told him to "Fuck me harder." He did, ramming his cock, slamming into me with each stroke.

Then he came. I was surprised by the amount of cum he had after he had previously dumped a load in my belly. He held me there for a few moments as he emptied his balls into my unfaithful cunt. He pulled out and some of his cum dripped out of my hole.

I fell forward on the sand, recovering. My recovery was interrupted by Barry. He rolled me onto my back and moved between my legs. I couldn't believe that he was still going, but I felt his hard prick slide into my sloppy cunt. We made a squishing sound with each stroke. He leaned forward and sucked on my tits. He kissed me too. I laid there, overwhelmed by all that was happening. I felt myself coming again.

I looked over and Cammie was sitting on Mario's prick, cowgirl style. She was rocking on his marvelous cock. She looked at me and we both smiled. I could see his meat where it was stuffed up into her cunt. Their pubic hair meshed together.

Barry bit my one nipple, which returned my attention to him. He folded my legs up over my shoulders, bending me in-half. He was doing pushups into my cunt and with each down stroke, the tip of his cock pressed into my cervix. It hurt with some of his thrusts, but as he continued, my vagina adapted to his size. If anything, he was bigger than Mario. My fantasies about being fucked by a huge cock were coming true.

I saw the look on his face, the look that men get when they are about to ejaculate. Then I felt his cum gush into me, adding to the mess that was already inside me.

Then he was done. He leaned back on his heels. He thanked me.

I watched, dazed as the two men stood and put their shorts on. Cammie was lying beside me, we had both received the fucking of our lives. Cammie croaked, "Thank you for your service." Her voice was hoarse from having a cock rammed down her throat.

We sat up, dazed.

"Holy shit. That was something." She croaked, an understatement. "I've never been fucked like that."

I commented, "They each came three times." I was amazed, but understood that they were in peak physical condition.

"Their cocks were so big." Cammie said, "It feels like they are still inside me."

I had the phantom feeling too, after having been stretched out so much.

I looked at my friend's cunt. She was leaking the white fluid onto the sand. Sand was encrusted on both of our bodies; we were both coated from our heads to our feet. It was fortunate that a grain of sand had not gotten in the wrong place.

"We should go in the surf and wash off." I suggested.

We waded out into the waves. The cool water felt wonderful on our skin. Having it touch every part of my naked body was refreshing. I was always amazed at how good it felt to have the breeze or the water touch my delicate places. The cool water swirled from the waves, churning against my pussy, washing away some of the cum from our two lovers.

Cammie approached me. I laughed and said, "I was only going to suck the guy's cock, but then I saw you fucking your guy."

She said, "Yeah. I had to have that prick inside me. It was so big and juicy. I've dreamt about being fucked by a huge cock."

"Well, your dream came true."

She said, "I don't know if my cunt will ever recover. They were so big, so thick."

I said, "Makes you feel safe that they are protecting us."

She laughed and said, "That's for sure."

She came closer and for some reason I leaned in and kissed her. She kissed me back and we were soon entwined together, kissing and holding each other. We had become soul-mates, best friends, fucking buddies. We had fucked each other's husbands and it seemed natural for us to love each other. Our breasts were pressed together in the water. Our hair was soaked and hung tightly to our scalps. Her hand explored my crotch, finding my opening. Her fingers slid inside me as we kissed. Another wave of excitement welled up in me. I was amazed at myself. I was totally consumed by wanton desire. I put my fingers inside her, sliding along her delicate inner flesh, lubricated by the semen of two strangers. Our legs were entwined, pressing into the other's crotch.

Our fingers pumped harder. I squeezed her wrist between my thighs as another orgasm approached. Our mouths were locked together as we both reached our climax. My body spasmed and my toes curled in pure pleasure. She was coming too. It was amazing. Never had I felt so alive, so sexual. The waves were rushing around us, two nude women, alone in the surf, pleasing each other.

We walked out of the surf, water dripping from our bodies. It was cold and goosebumps covered us. My nipples were so hard. My pussy ached a bit from all the attention. Cammie and I held hands as we walked down the beach, strolling together without a care in the world.

We finally approached the dunes where our husbands had been resting. We wondered what they had been doing, certainly not what Cammie and I had been up to. We had mostly dried in the sun, but we were both apparitions of beauty as we approached with wet hair on our heads and on our pussies. Our nipples were hard and the sunlight glistened on our wet bodies.

The two men were naked. I was surprised to see them with hard-ons.

I asked, "What's with your hard dicks? Have you guys been playing together?"

Phillip said, "No. We've been watching you two through binoculars."

"Oh. What did you see?"

Alan said, "We saw those two guys fucking you and the two of you in the surf."

Phillip added, "Looks like you enjoyed your walk."

Cammie started to explain; good luck with that, but Alan shushed her. "We both came while watching you."

I thought for a second and pictured the two men, standing side by side pumping their dicks while looked through binoculars.

I asked, "Did you stand side by side and jack off?"

Alan said, "Yes." Then he added, "Sort of."

Cammie asked, "What do you mean?" Then she asked, "Did you help each other?"

The men sheepishly nodded.

I asked, "Did you suck each other's cocks?"

Phillip meekly nodded.

Wow. My husband had sucked antoher man's dick. I'd always wanted to see that, but I had missed it. Cammie had too, based on her comment that she "Wished she had been there to see that."

I kissed my husband and asked, "Is there any cum left for me?"

He said, "I think so."

I said, "Those Navy guys had three loads each."

He asked, "Really?"

"Yes." I told him. "The one guy came in my throat and then in my cunt. Then his buddy fucked me too and put another load in there."

His dick was hard. I asked, "Wanna see?"

He nodded and I pushed him onto his back on our blanket. I straddled his head and lowered myself onto his face. Much of the cum had been washed out of me in the surf, but there was some left for my husband to swallow. Cammie was doing the same thing to her husband. We both guzzled a bottle of cool water as we rode our husbands' faces. I looked at Cammie. Her tits were jiggling as she sat with her sloppy cunt on her husband's face.

I pulled Phillip to his knees and directed him to get behind Cammie on their blanket. I held his dick and directed him forward while easing Cammie off her husband's face. Phillip slid his cock into her juicy cunt while it was just inches above her husband's face. Alan was getting an intimately close-up view of Phillip fucking his wife. Alan licked the two of them, licking the sheen from his friend's cock when he pulled out of Cammie. Phillip pulled his dick back and rubbed it on Alan's face.

I moved down and straddled Alan's hips and lowered myself onto his hard cock. His tool wasn't as big as the Navy men's, but it felt good inside me. I looked at Cammie as we both fucked the other's husband. Phillip was pumping faster, nearing an orgasm. I watched his face contort as he dumped his load into my best friend's cunt. Alan was watching from beneath his wife's pussy, so he erupted too, his warm semen pulsed up inside me. Some of Phillip's cum dripped onto Alan's face. Cammie lowered herself and rode her husband's face with her cunt full of fresh cum.

I pulled my husband over to our blanket, reclined with my legs spread and invited him in. he knew what to do and feasted on my sloppy cunt. Three men had come inside me and he was lapping up their deposits.

I closed my eyes and recalled the events of the day. I remembered deep throating Mario's big cock and then how he pounded my cunt with his cock. Then, his buddy had me too. We'd made their day. They'd been working out, happened upon two horny housewives and fucked us in the sand.

I remembered embracing Cammie, kissing her soft lips and putting my fingers inside her. Finally, Alan had filled me with another load of cum while I watched my husband fuck his wife.

My husband Phillip moved up and slid inside me, in the missionary position. His cock felt so good. I'd had three other dicks in my pussy, but his was the best because it was attached to the man who loved me.

I asked him, "Did you see those two studs fucking Cammie and me?"

He told me, "We walked down the dunes a hundred yards or so, looking to see where you were, since you'd been gone for a while. We were on an elevated dune and could see way down the beach. We saw the two of you talking to those guys. I had binoculars and when I focused them, I saw that the two dudes were naked. Before I could even hand the binocs to Alan, Cammie had dropped to her knees and then you did the same."

He was continuing to fuck me while he told the story.

"I was surprised when you two let them fuck you. Alan was amazed."

He continued, "We were sharing the binoculars when I noticed that his dick was hard. So was mine. I knew that he liked watching his wife get fucked and he knew that I had the same kink. It was natural for us both to start rubbing our dicks while we watched those two studs fuck both of you."

"Which part did you like best?" I asked.

"I liked seeing that stranger stand behind you and ram his cock into you. He was just using you for sex, satisfying himself with your cunt."

"I liked being used like that. There was no love or tenderness involved. He was just fucking me, fulfilling his instinctive desires."

"He sure hammered you. Then I was surprised when the other guy took you too."

"They had three loads of cum. They were in fantastic shape and just kept fucking us."

"You liked it?"

"Yes. My only regret was that you weren't there watching."

"I was watching."

I asked him, "Tell me about what you two did with each other."

Phillip said, "Well, we were handing the binoculars back and forth and it just seemed natural to grab the other guy's dick. Alan grabbed my cock and it felt better than me doing it to myself. So I grabbed his dick too."

My mind pictured my husband and his friend, holding the other's dick.

I wanted to know, "What else happened?"

My husband continued, "Well, I had an urge and I acted upon it. I went to my knees and put his dick in my mouth. I just sucked on the thing. It was there and it seemed to fit what was going on with you and Cammie. I'd watched you suck that guy's dick and I impulsively decided to do the same."

Wow. I had fantasized about my husband sucking another man's dick. Guys aren't the only ones who imagine their partner with someone of the same sex. Imagining Phil sucking a dick just turns me on.

I asked my dear husband, "Did you make him come?"

"Oh yes. I could tell he was close so I finished with my hand and he shot into the sand."

"What about you?"

"I was doing myself while I sucked his dick, so I shot off just after he did."

"So, did he suck you dick too?"

"Nah. We had both come and were watching you two playing in the water. I owed him one anyway."

I wondered, "What do you mean you owed him one?"

"One of the times when he and I both fucked Cammie, he sucked my cock before I put it in her. She wanted him to do it and he did." He paused and added, "He's not as good a cocksucker as you or Cammie."

I said, "That's so hot, thinking of you with his cock in your mouth."

Phillip was inspired too. I was squeezing his familiar cock with my cunt muscles.

He said, "You are so loose and slippery. It feels very different to fuck you after you fucked other men."

"Do you like it?"

He said, "I do. It's so nasty thinking about you sharing your married cunt with someone."

"They're getting something had had been reserved for only you. I like sharing my pussy and bringing the mess back to you."

As we renewed our focus on the sex, I noticed that a couple had climbed the dune and was standing about fifty yards away. They were watching us. I liked being watched. Having others see my husband fuck me, letting them know how good he is at it, pleased me. The guy took a photo and then they moved on. I wondered if they were going to get naked and fuck like we were.

I hooked my feet around his thighs and pulled my husband into me. I massaged his cock with my inner muscles. I knew he was getting close. His cock was sliding amidst the semen of three men. He added his load. His face tensed and he released. It was wonderful. I can never get enough of him coming inside me.

I was proud of him. "You've come three times, just like those Navy studs."

It was true. In recent years, Phillip had lost his post-marital vigor and could only come twice a night, but seeing my performance inspired him to have a third load for the first time in years.

He stayed inside me. My vagina was so sloppy; his dick just stayed in the gooey mess. He kissed me tenderly and we both said we loved the other.

When he rolled off of me, I laid there with the sun beaming down on my naked and well-fucked body.

Cammie and Alan were sitting, watching us finish.

After a few minutes we prepared to leave. I felt really odd to put my dress on after being nude for so many hours.

We trekked down the dunes and put everything in the car. Cammie and I sat in the back seat and quickly fell asleep.

Once we were home, we quickly went to bed. My pussy was sore and I was exhausted.

I woke in the middle of the night. My husband was behind me in the spoon position. His hand was on my tit and his cock was slipping between my cheeks, searching for my vagina. When he slid in, it was heavenly. I liked having him inside me. Other men can fuck me, but he's the one who loves me.

We woke in the morning and I went to take a shower. Cammie joined me and we took a little extra time washing each other.

We had another day ahead of us. I asked her, "What would you guys like to do today?"

She said, "Why don't we just lay around and watch a movie?"

That sounded good to me. My pussy was sore, but I knew that it was in for some additional attention