My Black's Beach Baring


Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Heterosexual, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: My boyfriend keeps bringing up things that I don't want to do, like show my body to other guys. Finally, we went to a nude beach, he said I didn't have to do anything if I didn't want to. I still don't believe it.

I met Alan my last year in college. He was getting his MBA and we were introduced by a girlfriend of mine who I'd gone to high school with. What got me interested in him, even before we met, was that Alice had told me he was the best guy in bed she'd ever had. And Alice was a very popular young woman, as far back as seventh and eighth grade.

So, when she introduced us at a party, I just knew I had to see if she was right.

Now, that sounds pretty bold, maybe even a bit slutty. Well, that's not quite right, actually, I'm pretty shy when it comes to sex, when I met Alan, I'd only been with three guys in my life. One of them was only one time. So, I'm not some hot babe out trolling for guys.

He was handsome, six-one, nice, solid build, wavy brown hair, hazel eyes, captivating grin, just a nice-looking guy. I was certainly drawn to him and, trust me, it was more than what Alice had told me, it was what I was seeing when we both stood there at the party, each sipping our wine.

We had a few dates, I really was liking him, when he made a move one evening and I just decided to let him.

We were at his apartment and were making out nicely on the sofa when, during a kiss, I felt his hand on my breast. I decided right then not to stop him from anything he wanted and was soon under him in his bed having the best sex I'd ever had. Oh, Alice was right.

So, now I've had four years of excellent sex with Alan and I'm thankful to Alice for first introducing us.

I've already said that I'm a lot less experienced than Alan and much less adventuresome in sex. He's told me several times that he wouldn't mind sharing me or having threesomes or foursomes and, while I find it erotically stimulating to talk about while we're having sex, I've told him I just couldn't see myself doing such things. Yet, he does keep bringing it up.

Another thing he's brought up is showing myself to others, especially men, in public. I love him but he's just got this thing about sharing me with the world. I mean, in a way, it's a compliment, I suppose, that he thinks I'd turn guys on.

I realize that I've told you about Alan, I guess I should tell you about me.

I'm blond, not natural, I wish, long, down past my shoulders, often in a ponytail, nice skin, brown eyes, dimpled chin, 36-C (just), narrow waist, pretty legs, I guess that's enough. Oh, breasts are nice and firm, curved up a bit with small, pink nipples that get really hard when aroused which, being with Alan, is quite a lot.

Yes, he is attentive. Maybe I should say horny, he's wanting me all the time, and, well, that does turn me on and I have become much more responsive since we've been together. I guess his horniness makes me horny. Go figure.

One of the things he's kept mentioning is Black's Beach which is not far from here and it's a nude beach. Well, clothing-optional. He tells me we should go and I can always keep my bikini on if I want. Well, I keep telling him the pool here at our condo is just fine.

But, Alan is also persistent. So, finally one weekend, I finally relented and told him, yes, I'd go.

"Just don't expect much, Alan. You can hang your cock out for all to see but that doesn't mean I'm showing anything, not even my boobs."

"But you have such perfect boobs."

"Thank you, but that doesn't change anything, sorry."

"At least be open to trying something new, if the mood strikes you, okay?"

"Okay," I answered sullenly as we drove up Torrey PInes Road toward the beach. We got there, parked and took our towels and a cooler and I followed Alan who, he told me, had been here many times, even in high school.

The beach looked nice and relaxed and people seemed to be doing normal beach things, then, we began down a path that had a sign, "Clothing-Optional Beyond This Point." Aha, we weren't there yet.

Then we crested a dune and came out onto a wide, open beach filled with people in every stage of dress and undress imaginable. We walked on through to the far end as I saw hundreds of cocks and boobs and pussies. I have to confess, seeing all those cocks was a turn-on.

I had never seen that many naked men before and some, well, even soft, they hung down eight or more inches. A few were semi-erect and there were dicks everywhere.

As we walked to a less populous area, there were couples laid out on the sand and just beyond; Alan sat down the cooler and we got on our towels to sun.

"How's this, hon?" he asked, "Remember, no pressure. Do just as you feel like," Alan said as he stood up and stripped down to nothing, his cock looking about half-hard.

People were doing normal things, surfboarding, barbecuing, sunning, tossing Frisbees, just the normal things, just doing them naked or almost.

As strange as it was to me, even more unexpected was the friendliness of the people. Most spoke to you with a simple, 'hi' or whatever, in a lot of ways it seemed quite normal.

Alan and I enjoyed the sun, him naked and me in my bikini. I must say, I was rather enjoying being with my lover naked next to me as we chatted about this and that. And, yes, it was arousing. I have to admit that.

In fact, it had turned me on enough that I sat up and reached around my back, asking him, "Sure you don't mind if I take my top off?" as I pulled the strings loose.

"Not at all, babe, oh, see, you look so good."

I sat there for a few minutes watching people go by, cocks and breasts swaying, people smiling, nodding, it felt so sexy. I knew they were looking, admiring me.

"Okay, just don't gloat, but I'm really liking this. What a turn-on. My nipples are so hard and am I wet. I can tell a lot of the men are checking me out and, well, I have to say, I'm doing a bit of checking myself."

"Like all these cocks, do you?"

"I just never knew they came in so many sizes and shapes."

"See any you'd like to sample?"

"Well, yours, of course. You mean other guys, right?"

"Sure. You know, if you wanted to, I wouldn't mind. I've told you I'm pretty open about stuff like that."

I lifted my hips up and pulled off my bottoms and lay there, legs tightly closed, leaning back on my elbows.

"God, this so so sexy. I just need to remember to keep my legs closed. Just like Mom always told me."

"So what if someone sees your pussy, hon. There's a hundred more out here on the beach. I really don't care what anyone sees, I'm the one that gets to stuff my cock in your pretty pussy."

A few more minutes went by and I opened my legs a bit which felt nice, the cool beach air now just wafting across my labia. Yes, it felt sexy to expose my most intimate part to the men and women along the beach. I spread wider as I saw more smiles come my way.

I rolled over on my back, making sure I was wide enough for my pussy to show, yes, now I was putting myself on display, wanting the beachgoers to see me, see my pussy.

I knew I was wet, even felt little drips once in a while. I was more turned-on than I'd ever been before, just sexed to the max.

I turned again onto my back as Alan was on his side watching me, his cock, I could tell, hardening as the afternoon sun began to lower over the ocean. People were leaving, it seemed, the beach was emptying.

One man did walk toward us, then sat down in the sand just twenty or thirty feet away, he had walked by us earlier. He was angled somewhat toward us and I knew he was looking right up between my legs. He was perfectly positioned to do just that.

"Alan, that guy's looking right at my pussy."

"Well, if you're uncomfortable, we can leave, it's starting to get late, anyway. You tell me."

"You're not going to believe this but it so turns me on having him looking at me, at my pussy and my tits. I am so wound-up. This is incredible, god, am I hot, I want to cum so bad, I can feel how wet my pussy is."

"Well, go ahead, have a little fun, there's no one else around that I can see but him. Why don't you go ahead and get off, give him a show?"

I sat there, legs open, leaning back on my elbows, never more aroused in my life, just crazy, at this point, with desire, wanting the release of an orgasm more than I'd ever wanted before.

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