The Beach After Work Pt 1 – [group] [MFMF] [exhibition] – Followup to “The Flash”

This is a followup story to my first store about “The Flash” which was about 4 mutual friends playing around with a camera flash one evening. Check them out here to understand the background:

* [The Flash [Group] [exhibition] – Pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5ys8ka/the_flash_group_exhibition_pt_1/)
* [The Flash [Group] [exhibition] – Pt. 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5ysp05/the_flash_group_exhibition_pt_2/)

**The Beach – Part 1**

Summary – Four mutual friends have an eventful evening at the beach.

Like the previous stories, this took place about 25 years ago. It was a few weeks after the night of “The Flash”. Please go back and read these if you want to understand the background.

The four of us (Mark, Ann, Linda and myself Peter) all worked for the same company. At times we had worked together in groups, but now we were all in different groups. All of us were single and we regularly wet out on weekends (and some afternoons when the weather was good) and did things like ride bikes, hike, go swimming, etc.

Some times when it had been a hot day, we would go down to the beach after work and have a swim. This evening was one of these. It was organised the day before as we knew that this day was going to be hot.

Our regular routine was to meet up at Marks because he was the closest, then we would head off in two cars. It was about 15 minutes to get to the beach from his place.

But this night it changed. Ann said she wanted to go to another beach instead, but she wouldn’t say which one. No one objected, so off to the new beach we went in Ann’s car; she knew where she was going – we hoped.

As I said, the usual beach we went to was just 15 minutes away. I thought she was taking us to one of the other beaches near by, but instead she got onto the freeway and we were heading down along the bay further and further south. We kept asking, but all she was saying was it would be under an hour.

Finally she turned off the main road after about 50 minutes of travel. We were out of the suburbs and were just out f one of the trendy towns we were passing through. We were heading towards the coast down a narrow dirt road. After another minute we were at the end of the road at a car park.

Usually when we went to the beach, we would change into our bathers at the local shower and change room beside the beach, but surprise, surprise there wasn’t one there. Ann said there was one up the beach.

We grabbed our gear and went down to the beach. There Ann told us we had to walk up the beach, passed the rocks to the next beach. We said it had better be a good beach as it was already getting late.

We passed a few people on the beach as we walked towards the rocks. We got to the rocks, climbed over them and looked up the next, long, beach. It was a nice beach, but no better than the one we had just walked along. Right up the far end we could make out a few people in the distance.

Here Ann stopped and pulled out a folded page from a magazine. She unfolded it and said this is where we were. On it was a map and some photos of people on the beach. The people were nude. Ann had brought us to a nudist beach. On the page is said that the protocol was to cover up along the first beach we had walked along, but once you were around the rocks, it was time to strip off.

(Remember this was 25 years ago. There was no real Internet as we know it. Ann had once picked up a nudist magazine that amongst other things had the nude beaches in our city.)

We all looked at Ann. Then we looked up the beach. It was a loooong way up to the other end where the others were. Linda climbed back up onto the rocks and looked back down the previous beach we had come along. Apparently no one was following us to our beach

Linda was talking about heading back to the previous beach and swim there – in her bathers. Mark was not against this either. It was still hot, and I wanted to go in, so I was just wanting to do what ever was the fastest.

Finally Ann said that we had seen each other more than just naked, so what was there to hide? No one else was near by, and it was only getting later. Also, there was no change rooms near by anyway.

Even though we had well and truly seen each other naked and we were adults, it was a strange feeling knowing that we were going to strip and have a skinny dip together.

We decided that the easiest was was to all face away from each other and take off our clothes. Then we all turned and ran down into the water and headed in. I remember looking as we were running to the water and I could see nice bouncing boobs of Ann and Linda. Yep, those giant areolas of Ann’s hadn’t changed from how I remember them.

The beach was a shallow one, so our running stopped out in thigh deep water. We were all now just wading out into deeper water. Eventually it got deep enough to dive in. I caught a quick flash of Linda’s hairy pussy as she dived in ahead of me.

We worked our way out further until the water was up to our shoulders. This made us feel a little more relaxed with each other so we regrouped and stopped moving further out. In the bay the waves are pretty small, so we weren’t being pushed around.

So there we were. The four of us taking a skinny dip together one night after work.

It was then that my eyes started to roam. I could see both Ann’s and Linda’s boobs were floating up under the water. They could see I was looking, and also that Mark was doing the same. Linda asked the obvious question “…and what do you think you’re looking at?” All I did was smile and raise my eyebrows.

Ann said “It’s not fair. We can’t see you.” With that she dived under and took a look around.

When she came up, her immediate response was “Hey. They float too.” referring to our cocks. “Take a look Linda.”

She dived under, came up and agreed with “Yep. They float.”

We just chatted, and actually, we all got very relaxed with each other. So relaxed that there was no sexual tension between us.

We went out deeper and actually did some serious swimming. I guess we swam a few hundred meters parallel to the shore.

After this swim we were tiring and decided to get out and up onto the beach while there was still some sun to dry off in. It just seemed so free and natural to all slowly make our way back up onto the beach to where our piles of bags and clothes lay.

We lay our towels out on the sand and sat down on them, sitting side by side, facing the setting sun over the bay. Heaven.

Mark was joking when he said he hope he doesn’t get sunburnt while looking at his cock and spreading his legs a little to catch more sun. As a joke I threw him a bottle of sunscreen and said “Well, put that on then if you’re worried.”

“OK. Thanks.” He said with a laugh, and put the bottle down.

Ann said “No. You really should. You would hate to get burned.”.

It was all in jest because the sun was very low and there was no chance of getting any sunburn.

Hamming it up Mark responded “If you’re so worried about it, then you do it.”

“I don’t think so.” was her reply.

“I knew you’d say that.” was his retort. With that he pushed out his lower lip and pretended to have a sulk. “You don’t care if I get third degree burns.”

With that she said “There. There. I don’t want to see him all burnt.” while wrapping her thumb and index finger around it and gave it a gentle shake. It slapped against his thigh.

This was the first time anyone had “touched” anyone else.

“ANN!” was Linda’s outburst.

“Don’t worry. It won’t bite” was Ann’s reply and did it again. This time with his balls in the palm of her hand. She giggled.

Mark said “And we don’t want these getting burnt either.” while gently cupping and jiggling one of Ann’s boobs.

“Oi. Don’t do that.” Ann said “Or I’ll do this.” where this time she put her whole hand around his cock and gave a gentle squeeze.

“Then I’ll do this!” and Mark slid his hand down between Ann’s legs and stroked her pussy.

It was on now. They were side by side, each with a hand in each other lap and teasing. Ann closed her legs, but Mark kept his hand in there. Mark had closed his legs too, but Ann still had a grip on him. Check Mate.

They each squirmed and wiggled about, but neither lost their grip. Ann was working Mark’s cock, while he massaged her pussy. It was getting a little rough. Eventually they called it off and released each other.

“Nice to see you were getting wet.” Mark said.

“Well. Look at you.” was Ann’s reply.

Yes. Mark was hard.

Linda looked up the beach and said “The people up the other end are coming back this way.”

They were still quite a way off, but they were walking our way.

We sat in silence as the others walked up the beach. As they got closer we could see they were an older couple, probably in their late 50s.

Mark was still hard so as they approached he picked up his bag and put it in his lap, pretending to look through it.

As they approached they said something about how it was a nice night and a lovely sunset, and how it was good to see younger people at the beach. I didn’t think we were that young. But compared to them we were younger.

We saw them get to the rocks where they slipped on some clothes. He put in a pair of shorts, and she a short dress. They climbed over the rocks and were gone.

Where we real nudists now? We have been seen by strangers now.

Linda, being the cautious one amongst us, went to the rocks and climbed them to see what was on the other beach. She came back and said the other couple were walking back to the car park and there were only a few people left on the beach. She sat back down with us as we looked back over the bay. Mark put his bag down.

**Part 2**

* [The Beach After Work Pt 2 – [group] [MFMF] [exhibition] – Followup to “The Flash”](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61f75z/the_beach_after_work_pt_2_group_mfmf_exhibition/)

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