Summer fling, nude beach edition

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Summer fling, nude beach editionThis story goes back exactly twenty years, I was fresh out of college and working in Santa Barbara California, a jewel of town on the coast of California and YES, I was fortunate. I lived in an area between Santa Barbara and Goleta, not far from a beach called More Mesa. Upon moving there I’d heard that the beach was clothing optional and quite popular with locals and UCSB, a hidden gem for beachgoers. I started visiting soon thereafter and really enjoyed it although it did take some getting used to at first, especially strolling down to the water, dick swinging for all the world to see and trying not to be too self conscious about it. After a while I became quite comfortable and would think nothing of strolling the length of the beach, a quarter mile or so before the rocks cut off the access. The other direction was south and you’d run in the Hope Ranch area which eventually became a clothing beach. I will share my encounters from this first year there since there were many and all involved some very striking young ladies. Nudity is the great equalizer and once the clothes are off we are all even. I feel that this was probably a big reason that my experience was so positive and the sexual vibe was so strong at the that time. Lots of those memories are still strong and I fall back on them when things are not going well.JENNY – a goddess from the water.They say the “first” is always the best, in regards to this beach, it might be true. It was a typical perfect afternoon at More Mesa and I was almost ready to head home. I remember thinking to myself that there wasn’t much going on that day, not a lot of activity to observe for some reason. The volleyball area was quiet, I guess that crowd was elsewhere and no frisbee players either. I made my way to the water to cool off and while walking back I made my way past a young lady who seemed to be checking me out. We made eye contact and she said hello, I reciprocated and made my way over to chat. I’ll never forget our initial conversation, me standing there stark naked not sure what do do with my hands. At one point her eyes diverted and she gave me a quick once-over although she tried to disguise it. Finally, I asked he if it was okay if I sat down and she said sure. Jen was twenty-one, a pre-med student at San Francisco State spending the summer with her parents while working at a local hospital. It as obvious Jen was some sort of athlete and sure enough, she played volleyball in college, specifically as a libero which is a defensive specialist. She was about 5’7”, slender but muscular. As we sat there talking I was able to steal glimpses of her breasts and I was quickly smitten by what I noticed. Best described as distinctive, they were champagne glass shaped with very noticeable puffy nipples and a light brown aureolas. We carried on a light conversation for a while then she asked if I’d join her for another dip. How can I say no? Jen was wearing swimsuit bottoms, red from what I remember and T back style that really showed off her ass cheeks, which by the way, shaped as if a sculptor created them. We get out of the water, Jen is slightly behind me as we chat, I glance back and she’s looking at my ass this time. Turnabout is fair play I guess, I have no problem with that. Jen had an evening shift at the hospital that day and had to get going. I ask her if possibly we can get together again soon and tells me sure, why not this weekend, same place at 11 am. Of course I reply, already looking forward to it. Saturday rolls around, a few days later, and I show up at the beach a little early. It’s another glorious day, mid 70’s with a high of 80 in the forecast. The beach is still sparse but there are a handful of people at the volleyball court which is about 25 meters from my spot. Still dressed, I walk over to say hello. There are three women there and one older guy. I’m guessing that the women are in their 30’s the guy older, at least 50. They are part of the core group that plays there, along with a dozen or so others I guess. They also play weekdays at East Beach in Santa Barbara, the epicenter of beach volleyball, known around the world I guess. I mention that my friend, Jen, plays and they tell me we’re welcome to join for a game later on when more show up. They play a lot of “4-man” format. I thank them for the invite and head back to my spot nearby. Not long thereafter, I spot Jen on the way over. At first I don’t recognize her because she’s wearing a ball cap, but the body underneath the cap gave her away. She had a small backpack as well and was outfitted in a sports bra running top and rather tight fitting running shorts. All in all, sexy as hell I thought to myself as she sauntered over with a cute smile. She apologized for being a little late, something about work the previous evening that she had to tend to. I told it was okay and that we were invited to play volleyball later if we wished. I pointed out the group, which was now about ten strong. Upon further examination Jen made some exclamation and ran over, apparently she knew one of the players. Sure enough, one who I had previously spoken with, Diedre, had been her coach while she was on a junior team about six years prior. They hadn’t seen each other for at least four years since Jen was no longer living in Santa Barbara. Jen flags me over to introduce me to Diedre officially. The rest of the group is hanging out, some peppering (volleyball warmup drill) and mingling. Diedre is nude, full body tan and looking quite good for a thirty-five’ish year old. Before we head back to our spot Diedre tell invites us to play later, Jen say maybe and that’s she’s so rusty she’ll embarrass herself. That draws a laugh from Diedre and she tells me that Jen could wake up with a hangover and outplay almost anyone, even some guys. We head back to our towels, both of us still dressed, and sit down. Right off the bat Jen removes her top and grabs the sunscreen, applying it to çanakkale escort those specular pointy tits. I try not to be obvious and watch but it was damn hard to avoid it. God damn her nipples were amazing. Right after I removed my shorts she remarked that it was about time or something to that effect. I think I blushed but part of the reason is that I was a bit hard when she arrived and needed to wait for my semi-erection to subside. At this she gave me a wry smile and said something to the effect, someday you’ll be glad that you easily get hard, it’s not a bad thing. We sat together for a while chatting just enjoying ourselves. It was fun finding out out Jen and her impressive background, sports wise and academically as well. The one “bad” thing I learned is that Jen had a BF back in San Francisco. They’d been seeing each other for six months of so, were not really serious but she felt obligated to be somewhat faithful to him. I interpreted this as that I did have some sort of a chance, I could only hope. As we sat we got the call from the volleyball area, Diedre to be exact, that we were up next for a game. We’d be playing 4-man, four people per team, mixed gender, first team to 11 wins. Simple enough I thought. I hadn’t played since last year but I had been playing since I was quite young although I never really pursued the sport that much. I had good leaping ability although I wasn’t sure how hard I should go if I played without shorts supporting my cock/balls. I’m not small in that area, ~7” and luckily I don’t have saggy balls and have been told that they are “perfect”, whatever that means;) I had started shaving my pubic area clean not long before and this accentuated my cock size and attractive balls. Yes, this caught peoples attention. Jen wants to play, coaxes me and I agree. As I mentioned earlier, Jen was a great athlete but hadn’t bee
n competitive in volleyball for quite a while. I thought it would be interesting to see her and Diedre to interact, the teacher and pupil together, this might get fun. As we’re getting up to walk over for the next game Jen said something to the effect, “when in Rome, do as the Romans do”, stood up right in front of me and pulled her shorts off, yes, she was but naked now for me to finally admire. Needless to say, I began to get slightly hard, something she also noticed. With that she says, “well, we might as well get this out of the way”, and turns around to give me a view of perfection, her tan lines and ass were a thing of beauty, no other way to put it. The slight thigh gap view from behind was one thing, the smallish ass cheeks were another but it was just so fucking firm I remember thinking and as I walked behind her to the court there was no jiggling whatsoever, just a nice hip sway. Jen was shaved and her pussy lips were but a precious slit, not really prominent and only slightly puffy. When we assembled at the court to decide teams all eyes were on us. There were six other people who were up with us, one of them Diedre, three other women and two men, both a bit older than everyone. Diedre introduced us to everyone, a bit awkward to meet them standing stark naked while the women glanced down at my manhood, some with longer glances. One of the women there I hadn’t noticed previously and she was striking, not at Jen’s level but nonetheless amazing. I’m guessing early 30’s, on the tall side 5’10” or so and she had that girl-next-door look which I find very attractive. She was also super friendly and touch-feely, we actually hugged which was interesting. Tonya was her name and she was a high school teacher which gave her lots of spare time during the summer to pursue her pursuits – volleyball, surfing, hiking, ultimate frisbee and travel. More about Tonya later.Teams were chosen and somehow I ended up with three women, Tonya, Diedre and another, Jill I think her name was. Jill was probably in her late 30’s and not the best of the players but had LOTS of hustle, it was cute to see how hard she tried. Also, she was rather large up top, C cups I’m guessing with a nice physique and great ass. We all peppered a bit before starting, it was hard to keep my eyes off Jen across the net warming up but Tonya and I were having fun joking around and it was getting obvious that she was flirting with me as well. At one point before we started the game Tonya whispered something to Diedre (about me I think) and they both giggled. The game was sensory overload with all these women to admire whilst I tried to play volleyball. It was low key and fun, I was very impressed with Jen, her effortless play, she made it look so fucking easy, such great control and her body from across the net was priceless. Myself and my women teammate had loads of fun, high-fiving and such, Tonya even slapped my ass at one point which was interesting. I didn’t mind and luckily Jen didn’t notice. My team ended up winning 11-9 but instead of holding court Jen and I went back to our towel to relax and enjoy the afternoon of sun and relaxation. Before we left and without Jen seeing, Tonya slipped me her business card. Hmmmmm, I thought as I looked at the card, massage ther****t as well.Jen and I had a wonderful rest of the afternoon. We chatted, got to know each other better and she even admitted that this was her first “totally nude” time at the beach and was apprehensive about it at first. I congratulated her and told her she did great, she had nothing to be ashamed of, rather with such a body she should be proud to display it. She was pleased to hear these comments from me and told me that it was cool that I had exhibitionist tendencies and that I should be proud of “equipment” as she put it. We both laughed and I think I might have blushed a bit. She leaned over and give me a little peck on the cheek at that point and I kissed her back. With that, I began to harden rather quickly and her nipples were also hardening. We both noticed, and kissed again, still lips only but longer. We escort çanakkale moved closed and laid down on the towel but still propped up on our elbows. We kissed a third time, a bit of tongue action and my hands moved around her back. By now I was 3/4 erect and I pulled another towel to cover it. She pulled the towel to the side to get a better look and her eyes widened. We had to end it at that point and regroup, this was NOT an adult beach and there’s a time and place for everything, we had to be patient and keep our eyes on the “prize”.After about ten minutes when my erection was nearly gone I grabbed her hand and ask her to join me in the water. We ran down to the surf, jumped in and frolicked for a while the went for a “nude stroll” down the beach, customary for couples at that beach. On the way back both Tonya and Diedre were exiting the water and we walked together for a while. They went over to our spot and Diedre mentioned that we should do this again and that there’s a group she plays with during the week that we’d like. We agree and Jen tells her that she’ll get in touch. Jen has plans that evening with a couple family members so I walked her to her car. Jen tells me how great of a time she had being nude with me, playing volleyball and learning more about me. We hug and kiss again, a very nice embrace to be exact and I was already longing for more of her, just imagining how she tasted, how she would feel as I first entered her and her reaction(s) as I pleasured her and worked my “cock magic”. We weren’t able to get together again for a week or so, scheduling conflicts and such but had texted (and semi-sexted) during that time. I didn’t send any cock pics but did send a nude photo that was taken by a professional photographer a few years back. The B&W photo featured dramatic studio lighting and featured my ass, one of my best assets. Jen in turn went to her bathroom mirror, stripped all the way down, covered her pussy with one hand, smiled and took an absolutely gorgeous portrait. The lighting somehow accentuated her amazing perky breasts, pokey nipples and just her overall slender physique. I kept hearing about Jen’s place, situated in the foothills of Santa Barbara and always able to escape the fires and floods that have struck that unfortunate area. She had a studio unit, private entrance and parking on a rather large estate. I’d been told it was designed as a caretaker unit but never used. It was surrounded by lush landscaping, huge oak trees and even had a manicured lawn in the front. The owners of the house spent a lot of time at their other houses and gave Jen a discount in her rent for watching over the property. I got there about 6pm, it was a little difficult to find but freaking amazing, even more than she described. It’s summer and it’s a perfect 80 degree day, slight breeze, the kind of day California was known for. I’m greeted as I park by Jen, she’s wearing flip flops, tight cut off jeans and a rather tight tee shirt, bare midriff style. Yes, she looks sexy as fuck. Her hair is pulled back and no makeup (its not necessary) except for a bit of mascara. We greet, hug, kiss then holding hands she shows me the property. First of all, her unit is at least 50 meters from the main house. In between there a small pond, a pool which is close to the main house, a grove of citrus & avocados along with a rather large vegetable garden, ~1/4 acre? The path meanders down the hill and overall it’s amazing. As we make our way back up the path to her place she stops and tell me she has a surprise. We detour to a small path through some trees and end up at the pool. It’s not huge or anything but is done to appear as if it’s part of the landscape, even with a small creek running into it. There’s a handful of chairs around it and an entertaining area though very low key. Jen smiles, steps back and undresses in front of me and jumps into the water. I follow quickly, our clothes laying in a pile at the side. The water is perfect, about 80 degrees and we frolic together
, both of us is ecstasy, as if we’re on a deserted island. I do a couple nude dives to impress Jen and she’s clapping, admiring my form and then asking me to turn around on another dive so she can get a better rear end view. She’s at the shallow end now, sitting on the edge of the pool and beckons me over. Her legs are together and as I near close she spreads them slightly to tempt me. I stand there in four feet of water to my waist, my hardening cock still not obvious. I kneel down and begin to kiss her knees as she slowly spreads her legs for me and leans back to take it all in. Her arms are back on the pool deck and her perky breasts and hard nipples are jutting out now, a sight that I take in and sear into my memory. I’m now kissing the insides of her legs making my way to the promised land. Her smooth pussy is obviously turned on, a bit puffy as I slightly spread her lips and being to tongue the area. Her soft moans are now turning me on and I reach down with my other hand to stroke my cock. I continue my handiwork for at least fifteen minutes until she tells me we gotta switch right away. I don’t argue. We kiss first then switch positions in the pool. I’m at rock-hard level now, 7” proud although it felt like 10” for some reason. At one point Jen remarks that’s its beautiful and that she’s been waiting to put it in her mouth. She begins by examining my shaft, gently touching and feeling my shape and it’s texture, cupping my balls and telling me again that she likes balls. As she cups them she gets underneath the sack and begins licking and sucking them. Her hand proceeds to slowly stroke me. Making her way up, her tongue moving along my 7” and stopping at my tip, tracing the outline of my mushroom stamp. Her oral on me lasted at least twenty minutes and was some of the best head I’ve ever had. She got me close to ejaculation, back off then went ever further, at one point moving a finger near my asshole just to çanakkale escort bayan tease me. When she knew I was close she tells me that she’d rather have me cum while I fuck her rather than shooting a load at the pool of respect for the owners. What a nice girl;)We each gather our clothes, put on our flip-flops and walk naked up the path, me following her, trying not to keep my eyes off her perfect ass. We get to her studio and put our clothes on a chair in her living area, she then goes into the adjacent kitchen area get us a glass of wine with munchies she had pre-prepared. Already, we are very comfortable with each other’s nudity as we walk around, nibbling on cheese, veggies, salmon and hummus. The wine for now is rose but she also has bubbly and red if necessary. Our conversation is still light, we talk about the volleyball match and that Jen had observed my teammates ogling me and that Tonya probably wanted to suck my cock then and there that day. Huh, I responded. We both laughed and Jen tells me that every woman there probably would have sucked me. I ask Jen about her boyfriend and she finally opens up. They still communicate on an almost daily basis, she is somewhat committed but there’s a certain “spark” this is missing between them. I guess that’s why she came onto me so quickly, without abandon, what the hell she’s not officially attached or married. At this point I’m thinking, what the fuck, if it’s gonna be a fling, make it a great fling. Life is too short not to jump at these occasions. As it got darker we went outside to the patio table and took in the gentle darkening, crickets chirping and darkness taking over the day. Jen proceeds to tell me more about Tonya, the volleyball woman who flirted like hell the other day. Tonya was a world-class athlete had a series of career ending injuries, shoulder & knee and settled into an active life in Santa Barbara. She’d had an affair with a friend of Jen’s mom and another guy who was somewhat prominent in Santa Barbara. As well, Tonya and Diedre were both bisexual and into the Santa Barbara “swapping” scene. I should have guessed that, they were both really open, proud of their bodies and obviously overtly sexual.We’re on the couch now, side by side and Jen begins to fondle my half-stiff cock. We kiss and I begin to knead her breasts. This continues until Jen asks if she can ride me. Of course I reply and she goes down on me to make sure (and taste me again) that I’m hard enough. Of course I am I’m thinking. As she squats, ready to insert my rod, she moistens her finger and pussy so I quickly go down on her to lube it up. We begin to fuck and it’s spectacular. Luckily I don’t cum quick during cowgirl and we keep going for quite a while, move missionary and I begin to pound and she begins going JOI on me, “fuck yes”, “fuck me”, “fuck”, a massive turn-on. We quickly move to reverse cowgirl while I remain inside her. The view of her ass from behind is priceless, I grab both of her gorgeous cheeks as she moves up and down on my cock, a perfect rhythmic motion. I spread her cheeks wider to view her very pretty asshole and begin to lose it, telling her that I’m about ready to cum. With that she quickly moves off, grabs my cock and jerks right as I’m exploding, holding my balls and cock while directing the cum to her chest. Needless to say, it’s magnificent, at least three steams of jizz, thick and white d****d down her nipples and chest. Not done yet, she reaches out and pulls me down, taking my half-hard cock into her mouth, sucking out any remaining ejaculation. I reach back and finger her then reposition myself in 69 with me on top, then sideways. Her taste is wonderful, moist but clean and I go deep with my tongue while fingering her asshole. Within seconds I notice that I’m hard again, she reciprocates and begins to finger my asshole as well as she asks me if I like it. I tell her of course and that I find anal very sexy with the right woman if used sparingly. We continue in this position, she cums fairly quickly then cums again as my finger probes her tight pink asshole. She moves off and positions herself above me and increases the pace of her stroking while keeping her finger in my ass. This is too much to bear and I cum again, this time the cum streams on my stomach, not as strong as my first release but still, impressive. She leans down and gently licks it off my stomach and then taking my cock back into her mouth. We both collapse in each others arms, exhausted and satisfied, what an amazing session. It’s probably about 2am by now and we both falls asleep rather quickly from what I remembered. My dreams that night were s**ttered, unconnected random things and not waking up till about 8 the next morning. The light is streaming in, Jen is up and watering her houseplants still naked. Without her knowing I’m awake yet, I watch and take in her body, her impeccable physique and muscular back and glutes. She looks comfortable now, I think back to last week when she first undressed in front of me at the beach, the look on her face as is to say, “here I am, feast your eyes”, which I sure did. I’m laying there getting hard so I begin to stroke my cock under the covers becoming stiff, level nine within minutes. Still, Jen thinks I’m asleep and saunters over quietly. Slowly she removes the cover and to her surprise and delight she sees my “morning wood”, regardless of how it happened she lays on the bed and begins to lick my cock. Playing the game, I act as if I was just waking up, trying to act surprised. “you know what they say about morning wood?” Jen asks“ I can’t say I’ve heard” I respond“It stays hard the longest” Jen repliesWith that, she sits on top of my rigidity, easing in, her tightness is accentuated by her wetness, her pussy envelops my cock and they begins to slowly fuck me, staring into my eyes, telling me how great my cock is.“I fucking love your cock, you fill me up, I want to sit here and enjoy your manhood” Jen says.We remain in the position for at least twenty minutes and when Jen senses I’m near, moves off, grabs my cock and jerks violently causing a massive ejaculation which reaches Jen’s
face, hair and beyond. “yes, you’re right Jen, morning wood IS the best!” I gasp then fall back.

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