Beach Fun with George and Lynne

I had arrived at the Spanish resort in the first week of August on my own and got into a habit of going to the beach for a bit then spending the rest of the days in the bar.

In the mornings I would sit outside at the patio of the bar with a coffee watching the world go by and occasionally I would see this couple that would be there.

Just an ordinary man and wife, nothing glamorous about either of them, they were chubby but not fat (both had a few extra pounds on them like myself).

The woman had a real 'mumsy' feel about her, very affectionate and slightly shy; the man was a bit more bold but not loud and I eventually got chatting to them.

They said to me that it was their last full day tomorrow and they were going to a beach, would I like to come with them? At which point they sort of giggled. Upon elaboration it turned out this was a nudist beach and they were usually regulars there.

I told them I had not been nude in public before and I would be worried if anything embarrassing popped its head up so to speak and it would mortify me if it happened in front of his wife.

They both laughed and told me it would be okay and that it happens and she said that she knows what a stiff willy looks like and that she would consider it a compliment to her if it happened.

George went to pay their bill and when he was inside Lynne leaned over and put her hand fairly high up on my leg and gently squeezed it saying 'you'll be fine, you'll enjoy it' with a wink. When George came back I agreed to go with them the next day but still had reservations about the whole thing.

As agreed, I met them outside the bar and they had hired a car which I got into and off we roared skirting closely to the coastline for a while until we came to an open car park by the beach. I followed them and thought it would be the main beach we could see but they said no, and so came the trek which ended up in dunes further back (much further back actually) from the beach.

This area looked like it had been bombed, with large scoops or hollows that when you stood in them you could not be seen at all if you were laying down and certainly not from the main beach.

They seemed to know where they were going and picked a spot and began to lay out their things which included a small windbreak tent two towels and other small paraphernalia such as specs and sun-cream.

No sooner had they done this than they had their clothes off and I got a good look at the woman; her tits were perky and full with largish areola, as I said before she was chubby and she had a gorgeous bum and a full bush which did it for me. I was also getting my stuff out which wasn't much: towel, sun-cream and specs plus water. Once I had done these I took off my clothes and I had a semi which wasn't bad.

Lynne said to me 'there, you see, stiff willies, nothing to worry about' as she pointed to George who was sporting a boner, she gave him a gentle loving tug and kissed him; that made me grow some more and relaxed me a bit.

I called them George and Lynne because of the cartoon that used to appear in the Sun newspaper in the eighties with a couple that were virtually nude all the time.

"Plenty of cream on your white bits babe," Lynne told me, "especially your cock, balls and arse".

We lay there for what seemed ages, I lifted my head slightly and looked at them, she had his cock in her hand and was gently wanking him, nothing serious, more a loving act. The sound of the sea was distant and the heat of the sun was fierce, I could feel my skin burning.

They turned over onto their stomachs and as they did so, George said 'she needs some cream on her back, want to do it?' and handed me the bottle. I gingerly took the bottle and knelt by her whilst I applied lotion.

George ventured that I should sit astride her on her legs and that way could rub it in better. I did this and my cock nestled at the cheeks of her arse and as I leant forward to rub her shoulders, it nudged its way in slightly and each time I could hear soft moans from Lynne.

I got off her and again knelt by her side as I rubbed her legs and George said 'no mate, if you want to reach her thighs, you've got to come up this end above her head and kneel there with your legs apart.

I agreed to do this and as I reached over her my cock nudged its way against her face until I could feel it was being held by something which turned out to be her mouth.

My cock grew rapidly in her mouth and I looked at George to check whether what she was doing was okay by him, he was wanking watching her which I took to be an affirmative and my cock fully grew and began to throb in her mouth.

She now took hold of it and eased the foreskin back and began to swirl her tongue around the head and tickle the urethra whilst I was massaging her arse cheeks and slipping my hands down to rub her swollen lips.

"Not so shy now then eh?" Lynne said to me as George chuckled. How could I be after she had done that? I laid down on my tummy as she knelt beside me and rubbed lotion on my back kneading my muscles sensuously on my shoulders and working her way down around my arse cheeks which she paid attention to then down my legs before going back up and parting my legs slightly so she could massage oil into my balls which were becoming sensitive to her touch.

"All that oil on your chest and tummy has soaked into the towel now, turn over and I'll apply some more to you", I complied and with that she straddled my face and her hairy cunt was millimeters from my lips whilst she rubbed oil into my body.

Holding her hips and lifting my head up I began to lick her cunt which was moist by now and, using my fingers, parted her lips and probed her warm velvety folds lapping up the thick salty fluid that oozed from her which made her moan as she reached for my cock and began to wank me before lowering her head and sucking me herself.

I forgot about George being there and it was only that I could hear him moan "mmmm fuck, that looks great" as I glanced across he was wanking furiously looking at both of us. "Maybe we should go into the windbreak?" Lynne said, "bit more privacy" so we both moved into the small tent which was like a sauna by this time but shielded from both the sun and prying eyes but which George could still see into.

We began to kiss and properly make love in that tent then, our tongues exploring the other. I sucked gently on her nipples which had grown hard and prominent since taking her bra off and squeezed and kneaded her arse.

George had handed Lynne something before she went in that I found out were condoms which she broke open and proceeded to place on my cock whilst she French kissed me.

She got me to lay down whilst she straddled me and guided me into her letting out a soft moan as she did. Then began slow rhythmic fucking. She changed position so that she was in a squatting position and began to bounce on me, the only noise being our moans and her tits making a 'clop clopping' noise as they hit her chest.

That tent was hot inside and with our activity it added to the inferno, we were both sweating profusely by now and she got off me and assumed an all-fours position. I bent down and licked her swollen red lips, tasting both the juice and the rubbery taste of the condom before easing my cock in again and began to thrust.

Whilst doing this, I parted her cheeks and tickled her arsehole with my thumb which made her moan. Her noise drove me to fuck her faster and I could feel her cunt grip me and eventually she cried out and I felt her internally contracting as she came, this was too much and I filled the bag with my seed, collapsing on her back in exhaustion. We lay side by side after just looking at each other smiling and her giggling.

Then George piped up "seemed like you both enjoyed that" to which we laughingly agreed.

After a while they invited me for lunch at their apartment and I accepted so back into the car, but this time Lynne sat in the back seat with me where previously she was in the front with George.

The trip back was gorgeous, Lynne and I french-kissed and caressed each other before eventually arriving back at the apartment which was fairly near to my own. The lunch was taken 'au naturelle' inside.

The days play, the sun and food took their toll on me and I became drowsy and was going to leave but they said if I wanted to crash there for a while it was fine, so I took their couch and slept soundly.

I was awoken later by noises from the next apartment, where others sounded like they were having a good time by the moans and banging of the headboard on the wall. It was getting dark by this time and Lynne and George were both in the bedroom, they also heard the banging and Lynne came out to see where it was coming from. She came to where I was lying and sat by me on just the edge of the couch, still naked from earlier and removing the sheet that was covering me, began to caress me whilst looking lovingly into my eyes.

"I really enjoyed earlier at the beach," I said and she replied "good" with a grin. I kissed her, our tongues exploring the others'. The small talk whilst this was going on allowed me to find out that they did this type of thing often with strangers, some met on the beach, some, like me, in the bar or in the hotel lobby.

Other things I found out were always safe sex, she only swallowed George's cum. She was very orally fixated, loved French kissing and blow jobs, didn't like anal but loves her arsehole being stimulated.

No kids, they lived in the North of England and had mediocre jobs so this was their release. They both sensed that I was initially a bit shy so George didn't take any part in it, leaving her to give me her undivided and loving attention same as now.

She was a sensual woman in her mannerisms, her soft, affectionate voice was soothing to my ear and her eyes had a loving gaze that captured me.

She got up and went back into the bedroom before returning with a condom, with all the canoodling I was hard again so I sat on the edge of the couch as she got on her knees and sucked and licked my cock, I watched my helmet disappear and reappear between her lips which was mind blowing to see, her head bobbed up and down as she cupped and played with my balls which made me groan.

After slipping the johnnie on, she mounted me and I held her round arse whilst kissing her pendulent breasts and sucking on her nipples as she rode me; all the while the moans from the other apartment added to our enjoyment of that moment.

I felt so joined to her that in my mind it wasn't fucking, we were making love to each other, occasionally we would look into each others eyes and it wasn't lust in her eyes but love.

Her movements became faster and her groans louder until her cunt began to contract and she came but I was still going and she continued to ride me till I eventually spurted and she held me as my face lay against her cool clammy skin.

She went and spoke to George and then came back and said she would sleep with me tonight, the couch was large enough for us to lay together and we slept like that for another few hours. I woke and the apartment was dark by that time.

Even in the gloom I could just make her face out and eventually she opened her eyes and we kissed again. I whispered to her that I was surprised that a married woman could show such love and emotional affection to another person other than her husband.

Lynne replied that it was a need that years ago they both found they had and that although they were bound by marriage, they could indulge in attractions to others without the other being jealous.

For some reason, this turned me on and I got hard, my cock nudged her tummy and I said to her "I want to fuck you right now, stand with your hands against the wall" as she went and did this I groped around for the condom packet and slipped one on and eased into her but this time I fucked her hard, she tried to keep the noise down but couldn't help gasping as I thrust into her.

The gentle lovemaking of earlier was replaced with animal lust from me now as I wanted to force my cock almost into her belly. I squeezed her tits as I bit into her neck and began to grunt with each thrust.

Fuck it felt good, and it made it even more delicious that we were trying to keep quiet and so she had to hold her passion in like corking champagne. Without the outlet of noise, the orgasm that we both had was incredibly powerful.

Afterward, as we stood there panting, I could hear a tap tap noise and found it was my cum that was leaking out of the condom and hitting the tiled floor. We both staggered back to the couch and went back to sleep in each others arms.

There was mutual masturbation in the shower in the morning and then a lot of kissing and hugging. They had to be out of the apartment by 11am so we swapped phone numbers and I agreed to call them.

When I got back to the UK, the number they gave for some reason just rang, I tried it a few times, then it eventually just gave a dead tone. I've never heard from them since but the memory of them and especially Lynne, will remain with me forever.