Not-So-Private Beach (F)

This story is a fantasy (F).


It’s hard sometimes to get hard. We both wanted sex — to meet each other’s need for it in the best way we know how. But hubby’s penis wasn’t cooperating.

“Tell me a story,” he said. So I made up this one: 

Where the public beach ends, a row of huge homes on the water spreads for a mile. The sand is narrow there with a mixture of natural vegetation and landscaping, almost reaching the water. In the summer, the residents have headed north and the homes are shuttered closed. It’s rare to see anyone on the entire stretch, especially on a weekday.

The lifeguard wasn’t watching, so we hopped over a small barrier. After a few steps, we rounded an outcropping of sea grapes, and she couldn’t see us anymore.

The sun was bright and warm. Like two kids on spring break, we couldn’t wait to skinny dip. We walked a safe distance and off came our suits. Then down went our blanket. A look to either side and we ran into the water, giggling like kids.

The water was deep enough to cover my husband’s rapidly hardening cock and my hairless cunt. We kissed and enjoyed our bodies as the waves lifted and moved us. I wanted him inside me right there. But we feared the water quality and headed back to shore. We strolled further down our private beach to let the warm sun dry our naked bodies.

“You are the sexiest wife a man could ever hope for,” my amazing husband said. Right then it happened.

Through the trees, we could make out the back of a red-haired woman. She stood in front of a man sitting on a blanket. His hand was stroking up and down on his rather lengthy cock. It wasn’t exactly the fight or flight instinct, but we froze in place watching.

Without thinking, my hand took hold of my husband’s cock. He was as hard as any pill had ever made him. We couldn’t make out what she was saying. As she spoke to him she moved just enough to see one hand on her perky breast. It was small but ample and topped with a dark chocolate nipple. The fingertips on her other hand glistened in the sunlight as they moved up and down the length of her cunt lips.

I must have been as wet as she was because my husband’s fingers slipped in with ease. My other hand went to my own breast, mimicking her. Suddenly, strands of cum shot from the man on the blanket. His wife came at the same time, collapsing to her knees from pleasure.

My knees were weak as we withdrew to a safer distance. My husband said, “I’m not sure I can stay hard until we get back to our blanket.”

I was glad he felt the same urgency I did. So I bent over in front of him, spreading my legs just enough. He adjusted the height by moving some sand below his feet. His cock aimed at my hole, and he drove into me deep and fast.

It was such a thrill to feel his hard cock ramming into me. He quickly filled me with hot cum. I wish I could say I had a tremendous climax. But the feeling of him filling me was satisfaction enough.

By now, we were both on our knees in the sand. Suddenly, the brush behind us moved. We heard the woman’s voice: “Thanks for returning the favor.”

All I could see of her was that chocolate kiss of sexy nipple, her husband’s hand cupping her small breast, and a bit of her red hair.

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6 replies
  1. Stephen Lynn says:

    What a great fantasy. Stories like these which we tell each other are what creates and maintains sexual excitement through the decades of marriage. Thanks for sharing!

  2. BillAnthony says:

    Delightful story, SecondMarge! I especially like the way you naturally use the word “cunt” in your story – just a personal preference of mine. I love reading your submissions.

    • possibility says:

      I too love how the word "cunt" is naturally used. When I was very young and used it as a swear word, I was told off by my parents (quite rightly so). I now realise it is a beautiful word in the sexual context and conjures up lovely erotic images!
      Lovely fantasy story, SecondMarge.

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