I [F]50 gave Husband [M]50 a BJ in front of strangers

With COVID issues still with us we did a staycation in the UK along the east coast. We did a mixture of B&Bs, Hotels and holiday homes.

We worked our way up, starting from Clacton. As it is so near we checked out the local naturist beach. People from Essex will know where I mean. After quite a trek, the first bit of beach is a mix of sand and shingle. Generally more men than women but is safe and friendly. Couples tend to be further up, keeping their heavy petting away from the families. The breeze was a bit fresh so we set up in the dunes where it was warmer. We had no intentions of swimming anyway but the dunes do tend to attract the voyeurs and less salubrious behaviour. Other than one other couple sun bathing in the shelter of the dunes, it was quite empty. We only saw a couple of guys prowling about. I don’t mind them getting a free show but they are not the types we would play with.

We found a patch of soft sand amongst the grassy mounds. Set up our blanket, stripped off and lay naked bathing in the sun.

It wasn’t long before I noticed a head pop up and bob down behind a mound of grass topped sand, before reappearing somewhere else for a better view. I was laying on my back, feet parted and knees in the air. From behind my sunglasses I could see him perfectly lined up for a good view of my pussy. I could feel the breeze on my parted pussy lips. He was getting a good view. I could see his shoulders just above the dune, jiggling up and down as he stared at me.

He seemed to be satisfied after a while and disappeared. A few other heads appeared from time to time but they all kept away.

Having hubby with me generally keeps the weirdos away. It wasn’t until later in the day when hubby got aroused, that a guy approached. Hubby had been dozing and I noticed his member swell into a lazy lob. It gently rolled up his leg and settle in the crease of his hip towards me. I couldn’t resist helping it on its way and lightly run my finger tips up and down the underside of it playing close attention to his veiny gland which was pushing out of his foreskin.

I moved so I could lay with my head on his chest, watching his cock.

He moaned encouragement as more blood pumped into his shaft which was soon pointing up towards my face making a gentle arc away from his belly. He seemed to enjoy my gentle teasing and rubbing.

His hard cock seemed to be a signal that we were more than just naturists and was deemed an invitation for guests. An old guy appeared through the dunes and came towards us. I carried on rubbing as I looked up at him. He stopped about 6’ away.

He was probably in his 60s. He wore a shirt and straw hat. His skinny bare legs led down to his feet in sandals with a small fat cock peeping through the tails of his shirt with heavy grey haired balls hanging low between his legs.

“He’s my husband”, I told him. Making sure he understood this was not a service for anyone.

He nodded without saying anything but didn’t move. I guess he figured that because I hadn’t stopped rubbing, we were ok with him watching. I was and so was hubby.

Hubby was fully awake by now and running his hand through my hair. I knew what this meant. I slid my face down his torso until my lips met the tip of his cock. I kissed it gently before parting my lips and taking his helmet into my mouth. I looked up and the old guy was rubbing his own cock between fingers and thumb, rolling the fat soft flesh like he was making pea shapes out of playdoh.

I run my fingers up and down the raise ridge running the length of hubby’s cock while my tongue swirled around his helmet trapped in my mouth.

Hubby is about 6” long fully erect. When on his back and his balls sagging between his legs he looks much longer. Old guy was barely 2” from where I was looking and he was struggling to get it up. Maybe he had bashed it too many times that day or Hubby had scared it into submission.

I rubbed my mans smooth balls and caressed them, feeling their weight. He lifted his knees and spread his feet apart. My fingers wandered to his anus. They circled it before returning to his perineum and applying some pressure. There was no way he was going to appreciate anal fun with sand about, but he did enjoy the rubbing close by. This also allowed me to slip his cock in my mouth deeper. The old guy would now be able to watch my cheek distending with cock as I slurped and sucked.

I turned onto my knees beside him without letting his cock free. In this position I could freely move my head up and down his shaft. I started slowly, sinking my lips down to the base, his helmet filled the back of my mouth. The pressure on the back of my tongue forced me to have to hold back my gagging reflex. I slurped my way back up until there was a loud pop as his cock fell free from my sucking wet lips. I repeated this a few times until hubby held the back of my head and held me so only half his length was in me and my tongue was free to lap and swirl around him all the while sucking hard the way he liked it.

I don’t know what he had been dreaming of, but he was quickly ready to pop. His groaning got loader and his hips gyrated as I pleasured him.

From this position, I couldn’t see the old guy but I could hear the slapping sound of wanking close by.

My tits hung from my chest, gently swaying with my movements. My nipples lightly brushed against the blanket. They were aroused and hard. I could feel the breeze on my ass. My pussy felt cool as the moisture evaporated from my horny lips.

My hand felt his groin contract. I wrapped my hand around the base and gripped tight. His balls pulsed as he groaned in pleasure. I felt the pressure in his cock grow with each pulse until I released and his load shot into my mouth. I couldn’t contain it. I swallowed hard but still warm wet cum run down his shaft and down my chin. I licked up the spills before sucking the last remains from his throbbing cock. I then moved up his body so we could share his creamy fluid in a hard passionate kiss.

After a short while, I laid back down beside Hubby. Three guys had assembled. The old guy was still stroking his cock straight in front of us. He was hard now, maybe about 5” and his hand was gripping hard, yanking his foreskin up and down.

The other two guys were together. Both completely naked and in their 40s. They were both in semi states of arousal. They were to one side. They would have been behind my while I gobbled on cock. They would have had a great rear view of my pussy and ass as I worked my magic although I suspect they were more interested in the cock I was sucking on.

When I looked up at them they turned and moved on.

Old guy was still yanking away so I parted my legs and reached down with one hand. I closed my eyes and felt the warm sun on my flesh. My right boob wobbled on my arm as I slowly massaged my wet horny pussy. Just fiddly my clit with two fingers and every now and again collecting warm wet juice from my gaping hole to lube the smooth hard knob of sensitive flesh.

I wonder who came first. Me or the old guy.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/po2ccw/i_f50_gave_husband_m50_a_bj_in_front_of_strangers