My Beach Story (MF, Exhib, Voy, Public Sex)

Hi, I’m James, a closet exhibitionist, 33 year old married male, and father of three. I love my wife Jessica, and have never had the desire to be unfaithful to her, however she doesn’t know my secret, nor would she approve. Sure, she knows that I get a kick out of being naked, she’s always having to tell me to get dressed around the house. I always try to get her to run around the backyard with me in the nude, but she never agrees to, not even at night. I know that deep down, she has a sexual deviant in her, but she rarely lets her inhibitions down low enough for it to escape.

Jessica loves the beach, and we try to go as often as we can, since we only live about an hour and a half away. Usually we’ll take the kids and make a day out of it, but sometimes we’ll leave the kids at home (the oldest is old enough to be in charge for a few hours), and we’ll go by ourselves. On one such trip we were walking down the beach looking for seashells. It was overcast and had been drizzling all morning, so there was hardly anybody on the beach, and we were having an enjoyable time walking back and forth looking for cool things. It was early fall, so the water was pretty warm, and eventually I talked her into going for a swim with me.

The beach that we were at was actually on an island, and we were down at the tip where it was only about 100 meters across. The non-ocean side had a river inlet that slowly flowed down to the ocean, meeting up slightly south of where we had been looking for shells. After splashing around in the surf for a while, we decided to go over to the other side where the river was, and float around in it for a while because there were no waves, and it was actually easier to swim in. We found that we could just barely touch the bottom in the middle of the river, and we could lazily just float there and let the current carry us downstream towards the ocean. It was just like the lazy river at the water parks, except we had to get out and walk back up to where we started. The water was a perfect temperature, and it was really peaceful and serene, with not really anybody around except some people in a small boat upstream fishing. The mood caught us, and we began to fool around a little as we floated along; I would hang on to her from behind as we floated, or she me, and we started fondling each other under the water. One time as we were floating along, I was floating backwards down the river and she straddled me and we started kissing while I was playing with her boobs under her swimsuit. I was pretty hard, and she felt it pressing against her stomach, so she reached down and fished it out of my suit, and started playing with it. With my left hand on her tits, I reached down with my right hand into her suit bottoms and started playing with her pussy. I couldn’t believe how wet it was inside (and it wasn’t from the river!) I slid her bottoms halfway down her thighs to provide easier access while with my other hand I pushed her bikini top up around her neck. She was a glorious sight to behold with her boobs just barely visible above the water. Normally she would be terrified of being seen and caught, but today she was in a mood and wouldn’t have cared if there were 100 people around. She led my cock to her pussy and I immediately pushed it in, amazed by how well it slid in. She had her legs around me straddling me and I had my feet against the ground for support, in a half standing/half sitting with the current position. We were a little clumsy at first, and our range of motion was limited, but it still felt incredible, fucking right there in the open where anybody could see us!

Well it wasn’t very long before we reached where the river met the ocean, and it started to get really shallow (only about 1’ deep) and the water was really rough. We quickly got our suits fixed up and climbed out of the water, breathing hard. We were both still very horny, as neither of us had the chance to come in the short time that we were in the river. We almost laid down right there on the beach and finished, but there were people not to far down on the beach side, and while they were too far to see any details, they were close enough that they would have been able to tell what we were doing. So we ran up the river about a quarter of a mile and got back in. The fishermen that we saw earlier were nowhere in sight, so in no time at all her top was up and her bottoms down and I was inside her again. It felt glorious, like I was back home after being gone for many years. We were rocking back and forth, splashing all over, and going at it like crazy. The only bad part was that my swimsuit kept pushing against the bottom of my cock, and was making it a little uncomfortable, so I just slipped it all the way off and held it in my right hand. We were going at it so passionately that we weren’t really paying attention to our surroundings, and as we had gone around a bend in the river we saw the boat, anchored up against the shore with three men in it fishing. By the time that we saw them, it was too late to hide what we were doing, nor did we care any more if they saw us, which they did. We shifted over to the other side of the river to give them some space, but they were still only about 20 yards away from us, and could clearly see Jessica’s boobs above the line of the water. Right about as we passed them, the bottom of the river came up on a sandbar, and it was only about 2 feet deep there. I grabbed her ass, straightened out my legs, and lifted her straight up out of the water, while still impaled on my cock. Only her feet were left in the water, the rest of her (and me) was completely on display to the men in the boat, who immediately started cheering. I lifted her up slightly, and with one final thrust pushed as far deep into her as I could go. She screamed as we both came together, then we fell crashing into the water. As we came up, we realized that the men in the boat weren’t our only audience. We hadn’t noticed the couple sitting on the bank across the river from the boat, but as we turned we saw them, just a few feet away from us. As we noticed them, we saw that they had apparently been turned on by our show, as he was leaning up against the bank facing us, and she was facing us as well, completely naked, riding him for all she was worth. They were both staring at us as they fucked, turned on by the fact that we were watching them watch us. My beautiful shy reserved wife stood straight up on the sandbar and pulled me up as well, and we stood facing them and watched them. My cock was already hard again as I saw the woman staring at it as she rode her man. The site of him staring at my naked wife turned me on even more. Before long they finished as well, and we resumed our floating down the river.

Once the adrenalin finally started to wear off Jessica slipped underneath the water and proceeded to put back on her swimsuit. It was then that I realized that I wasn’t holding mine any more. We both looked around for it, but it was nowhere in sight. I figured it had just flowed downstream and was probably hanging out in the churn from where the river met the ocean, however it wasn’t anywhere to be seen once we got down there. This posed to be a problem, as the water was between 8”-24” deep depending on the waves, and the current from the river was too swift to swim back upstream. This meant that every time the waves went out, either my butt or my cock would be exposed, depending on which way I was floating. There wasn’t anybody close by, but I could see some people up the beach a ways. Jessica had jumped out to fetch me a towel as soon as she realized that my suit was gone, but it would take her about 10 minutes to walk back up the shore to where we left our stuff, and about 10 more to get back to me. As I looked around, I saw a couple of teenage-looking girls coming up the beach across the river from the direction of our stuff. I knew that they were coming to play in the surf, and before long they would be able to see that I wasn’t wearing anything, even if I was in the water. I knew that since I was going the opposite direction from them, the sooner I acted the better, so I swam/crawled to the edge of the river and stepped out onto the sand.

I was completely naked, standing on a public non-nude beach, with people in sight (granted, not very close). This was my secret desire coming true. I just stood there for a few seconds, slightly light-headed, enjoying the feel of the air on my skin. I heard a “whoop” from behind me, and realized that the girls had realized that I was naked. Without looking back, I purposefully set off walking up the beach, my rock-hard 8” leading the way. I went in the direction that we had left our stuff, and was quite enjoying the walk, until I started getting close enough to some other people on the beach that I could tell what they were wearing. I figured this meant that pretty soon they could tell what I was wearing too – or wasn’t wearing. At this point there wasn’t anything that I could do or anywhere that I could hide. My wife with her towel to cover me up was somewhere in front of me, and there was nowhere else to go, so I strolled on. As I got closer I saw it was a couple up ahead, and I watched the woman put her hand to her mouth, and then point to me, talking animatedly to the man next to her. I just waved and kept walking on. As I got closer, the man asked if I was OK, and I told him, honestly, that I was just fine, and explained what happened to my suit. The woman couldn’t take her eyes off my cock, and I could tell that she was getting excited by her breathing. After I finished explaining my situation to them, she asked what it was like to be walking on the beach naked, and told me that she and her husband had always talked about going to a nude beach but never had the nerve to. After looking around and not seeing anyone close by at all, I told them that now was their chance.

After only a slight pause, the woman pulled down the straps of her one-piece swimsuit and rolled it down to her waist, exposing her gorgeous breasts. She paused again, then pushed it all the way down her legs and stepped out of it, leaving her standing naked, looking stunning. Her husband, not to be outdone, quickly stepped out of his shorts as well, exposing a hard member not unimpressive. We all stood there for a minute, looking at each other. Over their shoulders I saw my wife approaching holding my towel in her hand, walking quickly. I said to the couple, “there’s somebody coming up behind you, but don’t be alarmed because it’s my wife, Jessica”. They both turned to look and my wife stopped dead in her tracks, realizing for the first time that they were naked as well. She approached slowly, a sly grin on her face, and asked what I had been up to (a solid 8 inches, she joked). I told her, and after considering it all she said she didn’t want to feel overdressed and quickly pulled off her suit as well. I couldn’t believe that this was my wife, she had never done anything like this. Feeling that I should probably take advantage of her willingness, I took her in my arms and kissed her. Hard. I laid down on the sand, pulling her on top of my waiting cock, feeling it enter her warmth and wetness once again that day. The other couple, following our lead, laid down on the sand not far from us and started making love as well. We had never done anything like this before and the act of fucking so close to another couple fucking brought us both over the edge very quickly, and the other couple as well.

We all seemed to come to our senses after that, and the other three got their swimsuits back on fairly quickly, as I wrapped a towel around my waist. We bid farewell to the other couple, never learning their names, and Jessica and I went and retrieved the rest of our stuff and walked to the car. I must be bad at tying knots though, because my towel kept falling off every few yards!

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