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Nude Beach Threesome

I go to a local nude beach a couple times a week to work on my tan. It's a very private place, with several small sandy beach areas strung together by wooded trails lining a river bank. As I'm sure is the case at any nude beach or camp, there are usually a lot more guys than gals hanging around so I tend to keep to myself and listen to music or read a book. Last week I went there and had an experience that blew my mind. I had forgotten my towel and it was really hot that day, so I was in and out of the river every five minutes or so to keep from getting burned by the hot sand. After each dip, I'd lay back down and drift off in the heat.

After a few of these trips to the river and back, this guy in his late thirties walks by coming out of the same upstream trailhead I'd used to get to my little spot, and carrying a duffel bag. He asked if I had seen any cops (I don't think it's actually 'legal' to sunbathe nude at this place but everyone does it anyway). I said, "Nope, haven't ever seen any here," and he said with a huge grin on his face, "Perfect!" I thought it was kind of an odd response, kind of like he had a plan. It made me a little nervous because again this place is very secluded, but I figured I could handle myself if he started some trouble. He continued on across the beach and into a trailhead on the other side, downstream.

I dozed off for maybe twenty minutes while laying face down and was awoken by the sound of a twig snapping, coming from the upstream trail. It sounded like someone else, maybe two people were coming through the woods to my little area. I didn't think much of it and settled back into the sand. The sounds of footsteps and brush being moved continued for a minute, but wasn't coming any closer or going farther away. It was a common enough occurrence; usually someone with a dog would eventually pop out onto the beach. Being somewhat of an exhibitionist I never mind being appreciated and adjusted my tanned body. My nine inch cock always hardens a little at the thought of being seen naked by someone I don't know, and this case was no different. Trouble was, I was still face down. Ouch.

While I was contemplating going out for a quick dip to cool my jets, the sounds from upstream got louder. Within a minute the same guy walked onto the beach, only this time with his extraordinarily beautiful wife coming down the trail behind him. He still had his bag, which I now saw was open and filled with towels and suntan lotion, and he was moving at a faster pace than she was. They were both tall, tan, very attractive, both naked and his wife's body had been recently oiled and was glistening in the sun. She had shorter blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, and full pouting breasts that were to die for. I thought I caught the glimpse of a smile and a wink as she passed, but the sun was shining right behind her head as I looked up. It was hard to tell. Turning my head to enjoy more of this exotic creature while she walked by me, I could see she had a small but tasteful lower back tattoo right above her heart shaped ass. I followed the curve of her shapely legs down to the sand and then back up as her and her husband disappeared into the trail downstream.

"Was that a wink?" I asked myself. Did they want me to join them?

"Would you want some horny guy you've never seen following you around on a nude beach?" I thought to myself, and frowned. Still, it seemed like an invitation by her.

"I'll give them some time to settle in and see what happens," I decided.

By now I had a full on erection and it was causing some serious duress, as I was still laying on my stomach. I resolved to get back into the water. Being June, the water was still a little cold from the spring runoff, but it felt amazing. "Just what the doctor ordered," I thought and felt the pulse between my legs lessen a little. I soaked in the river for longer than usual, letting it run over my body and watching the current slide around me. After a few minutes, the cold water had its desired effect. I had come back down to reality but I was still buzzing with erotic thoughts of this guy and his wife.

I laid back down for another fifteen minutes, my thoughts never leaving the image of the two of them walking by. The curve of her breasts against the sky and slope of her back as I looked up was burned into the mental movie screen in my head. Still-frames of the super-fine sun-bleached hairs at the small of her back, and the gentle sway of her naked hips... The imagery began to become overwhelming and I felt myself harden all over again. It took every ounce of willpower not to take matters into my own hands, so to speak, and end my torment right there in the sand.

It was just then that I heard a soft cooing from the downstream trail. At first I thought it was an owl; they perch in the trees lining the river all the time, but this was definitely a female voice. It was rhythmic too, repetetive, which could really only mean one thing. This man and his wife were enjoying themselves somewhere within earshot of me.

"If they really wanted some privacy, they could have found plenty of it further down the trail," I thought, and decided to check it out.

My cock partially softened while I gathered my things. I picked them up and walked downstream, my ears straining for any sounds. As I got closer to the trailhead the noise became louder, and I felt my pulse quicken, my dick throbbing back to life. I entered the brush, walked around a small bend in the trail, and into another small sandy clearing. The couple was indeed there, and they had spread out a small blanket on the beach. The blonde was bent over on all fours with her head thrown back and her husband was giving it to her from behind. Sunbeams shone through breaks in the trees and it looked like something from a movie. I stopped for a second, not quite sure if I should interrupt this perfection.

She had her eyes closed, and would reach down between her legs with one hand from time to time to rub her clit. I saw the glint of her wedding ring as she put her hand back to brace herself against the thrusting she was taking. Her husband saw me walk into the clearing and his eyes lit up. He had a hold of her hips with each hand and motioned me over with his head. They were both glistening now as a result of the effort they'd expended so far. He took one hand away from her hip and slid it up her back, moving beads of sweat as he went. As I approached, he nodded at me and then nodded again toward his wife's head. She opened her eyes and saw me, and her mewing became more insistent.

My hips were now a foot away from this goddess's face. We heard her husband's hushed voice behind her as she looked up at me, saying, "Suck his cock... Suck it." She looked down at my stiffening hard-on and back up at me. I noticed her freckles just then for some reason, and she became even more beautiful in that moment. I remember noticing she had pearly white teeth, and she parted them as her head sank back down to evelope me in her mouth.

My eyes rolled back in my head and she devoured my dick with her lips and tongue. I leaned back to enjoy the view, and her cooing became full on moaning as her husband's pace quickened. Her mouth felt so hot against my skin. She brought her left hand up to slowly stroke and twist me while her lips worked the head of my erection. I again noticed the big diamond on her wedding ring. That this woman would suck a complete stranger's cock while her husband encouraged her was unbelievably erotic to me. The force of his ramming would push her entire body forward and she would sometimes gag on me. She put her right hand up on my hip to brace herself, while still working my pole with her left hand and mouth.

I reached down and grabbed her right breast with my left hand. It felt so firm and its nipples were rigid and erect, exactly how I'd imagined they would feel. The angle was difficult, however, so I slid my hand up to her face. A bead of sweat ran down her back toward the tattoo and her husband's cock. Holding her chin with my left hand, I moved the head of my pole along her lips. Her tongue darted out a few times as if to catch it. I felt the breeze off the water hit the wetness her saliva had left and it was cold. I sank my dick back into her hot mouth and her moans became more insistent, even sometimes coming out as a yelp. I can't say for sure, but I felt as if she came pretty hard because her mouth tightened around me and she breathed heavily through her nose a few times and trembled.

She let me fall from her mouth for a second while she caught her breath. For the first time since I had entered their clearing, I looked at her husband. He asked if I wanted to come. I said, "Sure!" with a big smile, and asked where. "Anywhere you want," came his reply. I still don't know why I didn't ask her, it just seemed in the moment like I should ask him. I touched the blonde's beautiful face with my hand and put my dick back in her mouth. She sucked me off with pure abandon while her husband worked her pussy from behind. I felt a flash of heat in my head, my vision started to tunnel, and I told her I was going to cum. She sat up, closed her eyes and worked my cock with both hands, milking my seed onto her heaving breasts.

As much as I would have loved for this story to continue, there was not much more to it than that. I wished I had left them a way to contact me, or gotten their phone number. I would have loved to, at the very least, take a turn inside her while her husband watched us. If you live in Washington State, and this story sounds familiar (or even if it just turned you on), send me a note! I'd love to hear from you.