I must have dozed off in the dunes as the warm rays from the sun soaked into my young, naked flesh. Still In a dreamlike state, I became aware of a distant, deep thudding sound that awoke me gently from my slumber. Adjusting my eyes to the initial brightness, I could see an older couple close by setting up their windbreak; the thumping sound came from a rubber mallet as it drove wooden poles into the soft sand. They were looking in my direction, smiling. I smiled back but realised they weren’t looking at my face.

Suddenly, a wave of panic took hold. My penis felt different—it felt incredibly powerful. I knew all too well I had an erection. Glancing down, I could see my swollen, rock-hard shaft sticking up proudly for all to see. The gland was fully enlarged, forcing the foreskin back over the bulbous head. My hard cock twitched in synch with each pulse of my pounding heart. Instinctively, I rolled over in an effort to conceal my initial embarrassment. This was my first visit to a nudist beach, and being an innocent nineteen-year-old, I wasn’t completely comfortable displaying my hardness so blatantly.

My heart raced faster and faster; being caught unaware and so openly aroused was a new experience, and one that really excited me. My cock throbbed hard and felt uncomfortable squashed between my belly and the ground. I had a strong urge to roll over and show my hard cock again, but I lacked the courage. Even though the adrenaline rush was so intense, I was hard and rampant and keen to expose myself.

I watched as the couple undressed; the guy was tall, maybe six foot, with a slender build. His heavy testicles hung low, stretching the clean-shaven sack down past his semi-limp shaft. By contrast, the woman was very short and curvaceous with large rounded tits and a fleshy ass; her flaming ginger hair looked vibrant against her pale skin. As she turned, I caught my first glimpse of her hairless pussy. A large fleshy hood covered her clitoris; fleshy labia lips peeked out from her vulva. Rounded breasts hung heavily to either side of her chest; her nipples stuck out thick and hard from the soft pink areolas.

I hadn’t seen many naked people, women at that point in my life, and so it was a very erotic experience to be so close to naked strangers, but for some reason I felt a little dirty gazing at their flesh. I questioned if it was wrong to be turned on by watching; I quickly dismissed the idea. As a hot-blooded teenager, I knew my sole purpose for being at the beach was to leer over naked bodies. I hadn’t really put much thought into flaunting my own body, but the sensation of being so hard and the thrill I’d received from displaying my erection, albeit unintentionally, was exhilarating; the look of appreciation on the couple’s faces was encouraging. I knew I wanted to find an excuse to do it again.

I watched like an owl studying its prey as the redhead lady knelt on her towel. She bent over purposefully so that her pussy was in full view, taking time to straighten the corners. I studied every inch of her shaven mound and the meaty lips that dangled from her fleshy folds. Her pussy looked soft and inviting; the outer lips had parted slightly, just enough for me to see the moist entrance to her vagina. Lost in my own daydream, I imagined what it would be like to taste those juices and feast on her soft folds. My cock felt even harder as it throbbed against my belly. I had a strong urge to roll over and expose myself again, to show her how aroused I was from seeing her pussy, but she was looking away from me. As I lay there watching her naked body, I wondered if she had been excited by my erection; I imagined her dampness was caused by it.

After a period of time my penis had deflated enough to consider going for a stroll, and I was eager to see more naked bodies. Wandering through the dunes, I was very conscious of my semi-erect penis flapping around with each step, and I enjoyed the sensation of being so free. With the fresh sea breeze caressing my nude body, it was a thrilling experience to walk by other nude people lounging in the sun; I felt incredibly alive and sexually energised. I enjoyed the variety of cocks and pussies and took the time to observe their sex, feeling like an old pervert. The people must have known I was leching, but since they were there to exhibit their bodies, it seemed reasonable.

I’d stumbled upon a secluded area of the dune surrounded by tall grasses and stopped, stunned by what I could see in the clearing past the grass. A guy lay flat on his back, his body glistening in the sunlight, covered with oil. My eyes were drawn to a hugely overdeveloped erect phallus. He wore a silver cock ring around the base of his shaft, causing his heavy balls to swell in their droopy sack and the veins along the shaft to bulge. I’d never seen anything like it before; I was shocked by its size and also by how much I enjoyed looking at it. I was transfixed and unable to take my eyes off its presence. I recalled how charged I felt lying there exposing my erection and knew just how good he felt exposing his thick nine-inch-long sausage. I felt my cock swelling uncontrollably as I spied on him. He seemed to enjoy having me as a voyeur.

After a little while he patted the sand next to him, inviting me to sit down with him. I was conflicted; his enormous display had me very aroused, but I was also terrified. Nervous because I had never been with a man before. Despite my overwhelming need to touch his enormous cock, my nerves overcame me, and after giving his amazing erection one final yearning look, I set out once more to see what else I might find.

Further along the dune I found a small clearing in a patch of grass. I sat for a while watching the sea sparkling in the distance like brilliant diamonds. I felt alive as my erection throbbed; I enjoyed walking through the dune fully erect, displaying myself, thinking of the old guy I had seen brazenly flaunting his cock. I decided to make my way back to my towel, passing several couples and a few single guys, all in various states of arousal. One guy was fully erect, but his cock wasn't as impressive as the monster I had seen earlier. It seemed odd to me that nearly everyone on the beach had shaven genitalia. I found the whole smoothie thing so incredibly sexy. I wondered if the women had shaven their pussies with the sole intention of exposing their sex openly for strangers to gawk at.

On the way to my towel, I passed one very plump lady who unashamedly flaunted her open cunt at me while her partner dozed next to her. I could clearly see the pink walls inside of her vagina through the gaping entrance as she stretched it open for me to look at; her pussy seemed well-used and ready for action. The sexual tension was electrifying; I stood there for a few minutes stroking my cock as I watched her fingering herself until I noticed the slender guy in the distance strolling towards me, so I moved on, heading towards him, not caring that my cock was rock hard.

“Hello, I’ve not seen you here before,” he said, pausing for a chat, extending his hand. “I am Paul.” He was looking directly at my erection.

I took his hand. “A pleasure, I am James,” I said with a firm grip.

Feeling slightly uncomfortable about my erect state, I added, “It’s my first visit to this beach; in fact, I’ve never been to a nudist beach before.”

He and his wife had been nudists for years, and we stood talking about the beach and where I had travelled from. Paul was incredibly affable and approachable. He soon put me at ease by cracking a few jokes. I soon felt that we had been friends for years. He asked if I’d seen any action on my walk through the dune; I shared my encounters and recalled what I had seen. It wasn’t long before Paul's cock started to grow; he was similar in length to me, over average, but not as thick. What a bizarre situation, I thought, standing there talking to a virtual stranger, both of us fully erect, talking about other naked people and how I had seen a huge hard cock in the grasses. Out of the blue, Paul swung his erection towards mine as if to engage in battle; his shaft slapped against mine, which felt good.

“Why don’t we head back to Alex and grab something to drink? She’ll like to see your hard cock again and hear about your adventures on the beach.”

We strolled slowly back to their windbreak; our erections had become less intrusive by the time we arrived. Alex was stretched out on her back reading some kind of steamy romance novel. Her large breasts hung heavily on either side of her chest; thick nipples stuck up hard and erect. One leg was raised, and the other bent to one side on the ground. Her thighs were parted just enough to reveal clear juices leaking from her vaginal slit, down along her perineum. My cock instantly inflated as I imagined sliding it in and out of her inviting pussy.

“Look whom I found roaming along the dunes, gawking at people.” Paul’s voice startled Alex, who jumped with surprise. “James, meet Alex. Alex, James.”

Alex looked up from the pages of her romance novel with a warm smile. I melted in the gaze of her bright blue eyes as she examined my body closely, pausing on my erect penis and licking her lips seductively, letting me know she approved. My heart started racing; I could feel my cock throbbing. The veins bulged as the blood pumped harder; it was fully engorged, the largest I had ever seen it grow. I watched as her pussy twitched, causing a bigger flow of juices to leak from her beautiful fleshy pussy. I felt a little awkward at first and wondered if I should try to cover myself, but the feeling of exhilaration was overpowering. Alex broke the uncomfortable silence.

“Don’t be shy, James; it’s quite natural to get an erection on a nudist beach. You should be proud to have such a nice hard cock,” she teased.

Slowly she parted her legs so they were as wide as possible, the outer pussy lips stretched wide, revealing the pink folds of her entrance as trickles of juice leaked from the open hole. Her clitoris was very swollen and stuck out from its hood like a miniature penis. Paul was now fully erect too, enjoying the view of his wife exhibiting her body to me. Alex squashed her tits together and pinched the nipples, moaning quietly, all the while her eyes never leaving my erection.

“I am so horny, James; this story has me all hot and flustered,” Alex said, gazing longingly at my cock.

“Why don’t you bring your towel over and sit with us?” Paul said as he opened the cool box in search of drinks.

“How old are you, James?” Alex enquired.

“Almost twenty,” I said hesitantly, worried she might think I was too young.

“Have you ever been in a threesome with a couple before?” Alex was very forward, which surprised me.

“No,” I felt my cheeks flushing at the thought of fucking her.

“Paul likes to watch me being taken by other men; he’s orally bisexual and enjoys sloppy seconds.” Confidently she went on. “We love sucking on a hard cock together, Paul loves the taste of hot spunk, and I love double penetration.” Alex stared into my eyes, waiting for a response.

I was completely stunned, and it showed on my face. I had never heard a woman speak so openly about sex before; it was as if she had deliberately intended to shock me, to see my reaction, to see if I would want to indulge in their sexual exploits. I was very turned on by the things she had said. Alex then pushed her pelvis forward, gyrating it slowly; she took great pleasure in exhibiting her cunt for me as she slipped three fingers deep into her willing hole, covering her fingers with creamy pussy juice. Alex offered her hand up to my mouth for a taste. I could smell her musky aroma as I sucked slowly on each of her fingers, slurping up the divine sweet juices.

We chatted for a while, mostly about sex. After several glasses of wine, I was feeling very relaxed and uninhibited. I enjoyed exhibiting my erection to Paul and Alex, proudly showing it off. A couple walked by and got a great view. I was sprawled out on my back with my cock sticking straight up, looking between Alex's parted thighs; her pussy was open, fully on display. Paul was also rock hard, resting back on his arms with his legs parted. The woman took a good long look at our erect cocks and said something to her partner, who was busy examining Alex’s pussy. I revelled in the moment; I was so incredibly turned on by the woman's gaze and wondered what she must have been thinking. All of a sudden Alex jumped to her feet, offering me her outstretched hand.

“Will be back soon, darling; just taking James for a stroll,” she said to Paul.

Hand in hand we strolled along the dunes like boyfriend and girlfriend, stopping occasionally to kiss in the proximity of onlookers. I steered Alex towards the long grasses and small secluded area where I had seen the guy with his monster cock. I was delighted to find he was still there and eager to see how Alex would react to seeing such a large, throbbing cock. Stopping, I pointed past the grasses; we peered into the clearing to see his cock hanging heavily between his thighs, resting against his large balls; the shaft was still exceptionally thick even though he was flaccid. It looked just as impressive limp as it did hard.

“Hello Rolf, meet James; he’s my new toyboy. Isn’t he just too delicious? I can’t wait to get him home.” Alex continued, “Haven’t seen you for a very long time; where have you been hiding?”

Alex was already very well acquainted, and I soon found out that she’d been impaled by his massive cock on more than one occasion. As we sat next to each other opposite Rolf, I felt the soft flesh of Alex's leg resting against mine; the feeling of flesh on flesh sent a bolt of pleasure racing through me. Rolf went into a long explanation, saying he’d been travelling for work and rarely got a chance to visit the beach over the last few years. Without warning Alex slipped her hand over my thigh and took hold of my cock. Her hand felt soft and warm as she stroked me gently.

“I love having Rolf’s huge cock buried deep inside me; his girth always gives me multiple orgasms.” Alex squeezed my cock hard, making it swell. “Paul took a great video of us fucking in the garden; you really must see it, James.”

Alex and I watched as Rolf's penis inflated to enormous proportions. Looking down at my cock, I saw pre-cum dribbling down the shaft. I scooped up the juice with my forefinger and placed it at Alex's lips; willingly, she took my finger into her hot mouth, sucking it, moving it back and forth slowly as though she was sucking a cock. Rolf took hold of his mighty cock and started stroking the full length with slow, steady strokes. Alex had parted her legs so he had a good view of her pussy.

“Come and sit on me, Alex.” Rolf was looking desperately at her soaking wet pussy.

“Darling, my pussy is aching to be filled, but you know I don’t have sex on the beach; I wouldn’t want to get in trouble with the warden again.” Alex blew him a kiss.

“James is coming back to our house for the weekend. Why don’t you swing by this evening and see to my needs then?” Alex stood. “Come on, James, let’s go. I think it's time we went home for some fun.”

“I’ll be there around eight, if that’s okay?” Rolf called after us.

We left Rolf stroking his erection and headed off back to Paul. We were soon packed and back at the car park. It was the most amazing first experience, my first-ever trip to a nudist beach, and it opened my eyes to the swingers' lifestyle. Although not all of the people on the beach were swingers, they were all there to enjoy flaunting their bodies and sex to anyone who was interested in looking. The weekend with Alex, Paul, and Rolf was mind-blowing, but that is another story.

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