A day at a nude beach with a friend turned into an incredible weekend of sex [MFF]

A few years after my wife and I got married we moved to a new state. We didn’t have a lot of friends in the area but we were closer to an old friend of mine named Leslie.

I had been friends with Leslie since college. The first year we lived in our new home Leslie was in between relationships and didn’t have a lot going on so she would travel a couple of hours every few weeks to come visit us.

At the beginning of the summer we had discovered a nude beach just outside of town. It was an unofficial spot: not designated on any official nudist location but was very popular with people around the area. From our first visit to this beach my wife and I embraced the lifestyle and to enjoy the freedom that just being socially nude and swimming offered. It wasn’t sexual at all. The beach was full of ordinary folks who were enjoying the sun and the water. Just without bathing suits.

Leslie was an avid runner and had a build that matched. She was tall, very slim, and had small aa cup breasts and long strawberry blonde hair. But despite her slender figure, she was very self-conscious about her body. My wife reassured her that she had the same concerns about going at first but it was a very liberating experience being there and nobody cares what you look like.

Fast forward a couple of weeks and we had a weekend where the weather was looking perfect. Leslie made the trip to visit and we planned a day to go to the beach. Ironically, Leslie insisted on buying a new bikini on the way. She wanted to have something on hand just in case she was uncomfortable.

We arrived at the beach and it was as popular as ever. There was maybe a hundred people just laying out enjoying the day. A handful of people were in the water and a dozen or so playing volleyball. Not unlike any other beach you’ve been to. We laid out our blanket and chairs, and I looked at Leslie and my wife and just said “Well, if you don’t mind, I’m gonna go ahead and do this.” I pulled my shirt over my head and slid my shorts off, and became fully nude for the first time in front of my friend.

Leslie wanted to “wade in” to the experience, so she kept her swimsuit on, and my wife did too just so she didn’t feel uncomfortable. Because at the nude beach, while some people have suits on, you definitely appear out of place.

After about thirty minutes of just people watching and enjoying a beer, Leslie felt comfortable enough to take off her top. She reached to her back, untied the top, and out came her small, but very perky breasts. She had just a bit of a puff of an areola and her nipples were very hard and looked fabulous. My wife joined her, letting go of her top and exposing her C-cup breasts as well.

I could see Leslie getting more comfortable about the whole experience and the conversations weren’t different than we would normally have anytime we were just hanging out. Another drink and about 30 minutes later, we were getting hot and the water was looking really inviting.

“Alright, I’m ready to get in the water. Anybody else?” I asked. My wife replied “Yep, sounds good to me.”

We weren’t but maybe 10-15 feet from the water at this point and my wife was already close to the shoreline. Leslie got up and walked towards the water while I was putting on some more sunscreen.

I overheard Leslie tell my wife “I guess it’s time I go all in on this place.” My wife then asked “Are you ready to take off your bottoms?” “Yep, let’s do this. On the count of three?”

I overheard this conversation and I glanced up just in time to see both my wife and Leslie bending over and slipping off their swimsuit bottoms. Leslie’s butt was just so tiny, and when she reached all the way down I could see her tight pussy lips just peeking at me between her legs and a cute little butthole on display for a moment.

They must have caught my stare because the next question I heard was “You done? Are we getting in?”

From then we spent the next few hours just chatting, relaxing, and sunning ourselves. I took every opportunity to steal a glance at Leslie’s beautiful body. She had red hair, and so to speak, the curtains matched the drapes. She had trimmed pubic hair that was a fiery red color but she was shaved around her vulva. As I said, her body was very slim and she didn’t have a lot of curves, contrasted to my wife’s average build and hourglass figure.

My wife and I had been in a couple of threesomes before when we were dating but group sex wasn’t a huge priority for us. They were opportunities that had come up and we had fun with them, even if they didn’t repeat themselves. We never really got the vibe from Leslie that she was interested in something like that, she always seemed conservative when it came to sex.

But that didn’t stop my mind from exploring the possibilities. Admittedly, I had to hide an erection a few times because I caught the perfect view of Leslie’s body and I was getting ideas.

It was getting late in the afternoon and we were all getting hungry and tired. The worst part about a nude beach is putting on the clothes to return home.

On the car ride back Leslie was talking about how much fun she had at the beach and how it was not like she expected. She felt good about herself and thought it was more fun than a regular beach. She was definitely interested in joining us again.

I had left the AC off at home and when we got back it was still pretty warm. We were all eager to take showers. Leslie had her own guest room and bathroom and before we split up Leslie just casually asked us “Since we’ve seen each other naked so much already would it be weird to just hang around the house the rest of the day without clothes on? Would that be OK? Cause it’s OK if you don’t want to. That was just a lot of fun today and I’m just really enjoying all this.”

What Leslie didn’t know was that was what we usually did when we got home from the beach. I wouldn’t call ourselves nudists, but we enjoy not wearing clothes from time to time. Today, though, it seemed like there was a tension building. An electric undercurrent that was leading towards the possibility of something more than just casual nudity being the entertainment for the evening.

“I think I could be OK with that.” I replied, trying to play things cool. “Sure, if you’re game I am too” My wife said.

After about 30 minutes we all reconvened back in the kitchen. Freshly showered, smelling nice, and wearing no clothes. I was super excited about spending the rest of the day getting to admire Leslie’s beautiful attributes and what more may be in store.

We have a fairly private backyard with a patio out back and after I made dinner we all just sat around the table, drank, and talked for hours. It was pretty surreal to be doing this with our friend.

As time went on the more glasses of wine were consumed, the more our conversations turned towards sex.

Leslie had a friends with benefits situation that went on for several months but ended a few months ago. Which she admits was the last time she had gotten laid.

“Hey at least you got your vibrators, right?” My wife asked.

Leslie just got quiet and her face got very red. After a moment she just quietly said “Um, I don’t do that.”

“Do what?” My wife replied.

“Play with vibrators. Or masturbate, really. I’ve never really been into doing that stuff.” Leslie said.

I’m rather puzzled at this development. “You mean to tell me you don’t ever masturbate? Like ever? Why??!?” I asked.

“I dunno, I just like the touch and the intimacy with someone, even if it’s just a casual hookup. I mean, I can get myself off but I kind of feel emotionally empty afterwards” she said.

My wife and I just look at each other with a look of disbelief. Who doesn’t masturbate?

Leslie followed up “I know it sounds weird. I guess I get sex regularly enough that it’s never really a big issue. Although sometimes between guys it can become quite the desert. Kinda like now. It’s…been a while.”

My wife looked at Leslie with a very curious look on her face: “Fascinating. So when’s the next opportunity coming up then?”

Leslie shrugged “I dunno. Maybe I’ll get on Tinder and find something. But I am gonna need to get laid here pretty soon.”

It felt like I was looking down a busy city street, and every stoplight in sight just turned green in front of me.

“I’m gonna go grab a refill. Need anything while I’m up?” I asked. “Oh, I’ll come with you, because I want to see if we have any more of the marshmallow vodka!” My wife excitedly said. “Cool, hurry back, cause I’m game for shots!” Leslie said.

When we got back into the kitchen I just quietly asked my wife “Are you getting the same vibes I am from Leslie? Are we heading towards a threesome?”

“Yeah I’m feeling that too. And I’m totally game. I am having a lot of fun and it’s super sexy just sitting out there naked and talking about sex with her” my wife replied.

“OK, so we’re on board if this happens you and I are good?” I asked. “Yep. Good to go.”

We returned back to the patio and I found Leslie looking at her phone, but she had basically lifted her legs up to sit in the chair, and her tight pussy was now completely spread open for my wife and I to get a perfect view. She must have caught my stare because she looked up at us and put her legs down with a “Oh, whoops sorry, haha”

“No apologies necessary. Make yourself comfortable” I said as we poured shots.

We pounded them back, and I figured I’d get the ball rolling by just being direct. “So, wanna play truth or dare?”

“Hell yeah I do. Who wants to go first?” Leslie asked.

Most of the truths were benign question about past sex partners, losing virginities, and the dares were pretty tame things considering we were already naked.

But leave it to my wife to be direct. When it came time to ask Leslie the next question she said “Have you ever been in a threesome?”

Leslie took a moment to give her answer. But as she was thinking she looked at the both of us with this realization that she knew where this was about to go.

Then she let out. “Yes. A couple of them with a guy I was seeing and a mutual girl friend of ours. They were really fun.”

Jackpot.

The next dare was my wife’s, who had to give me a lap dance. Which was super sexy, and I could feel how wet she was getting. Leslie just watched the whole time biting her lip. There was definitely no hiding my 7 inch erect cock as my wife rode her pussy on top of it.

Next time around Leslie asked for a dare. And I told her to give me a lap dance. Her face lit up at the opportunity and she quickly got up and threw her leg over my lap and slowly lowered her naked body on my lap. When her pussy met my rock hard cock I could feel how wet she had gotten. It was the perfect lube as she grinded her and pussy against my cock, my legs, and the eye contact she was giving me seemed to indicate she wanted nothing more in the world at that moment that to fuck me.

She turned around with her back facing me and looked at my wife and got herself into a rhythm where she was clearly riding my cock to get herself off. I was perfectly OK with this, because I got to watch her tight butt grind itself against me and with how wet she was it just felt like we were fuckling. She opened her eyes for a moment, looked at my wife, and asked “Is it OK if I kiss him?” My wife, who appeared to be extremely turned on, replied “Please do.”

Leslie stood up, turned around, lowered herself back on to my lap and made eye contact with me again. She whispered to me “Is that OK with you?”

I didn’t even say anything. I just moved my face to make contact with her and we embraced in a very deep and passionate kiss. Her hips resumed grinding against my body but this time she picked up at a rapid pace and she pulled back from our kiss for just a moment to let out a huge moan as she brought herself to orgasm.

She slowed down, took a huge breath, and gave me a huge hug. My wife was kind of chuckling and said “Feel better?” In between breaths Leslie just let out some “uh huhs” and then kissed me again. She turned around to look at my wife and very quietly said “But I want more.”

My wife replied “Whatever you want.”

Leslie turned back around and looked me in the eyes again. Her hand reached down and started stroking my cock. While maintaining eye contact with me she asked “Can I put this inside me?”

Again, I didn’t say a word and just started kissing her again. She took this as a yes because after a few seconds she leaned her body up, grabbed my cock, and guided it to the entry of her eagerly awaiting pussy. I felt it penetrate her and she very slowly lowered herself onto my cock because her pussy was so very tight. The look on her face as she slowly inched herself on to me was priceless: it was as though wave after wave of pure pleasure and happiness was pulsing through her every moment.

I felt her body hit the base of my cock and I was fully immersed inside her. She began slowly thrusting herself up and down and after a minute or two Leslie brought herself to another orgasm. My legs were absolutely drenched from the juices of the incredible sex we were having sitting in that chair.

My wife came back into the situation by announcing “I think we need to take this to the bedroom.” And so the three of us without wasting a lot of time walked upstairs to our bedroom and Leslie laid herself down on her back. My wife took the opportunity to taste Leslie’s pussy while I sat on the edge of the bed and enjoyed both the view and a beverage. Leslie wasted no time getting into it as her thighs gripped my wife’s head and she bucked her hips as my wife’s tongue danced with her clit. After a moment I reached down and started to rub my wife’s pussy in rhythm to what the girls were doing. My wife was grinding against my hand, which was feeding the energy of her eating Leslie’s pussy, and the two of them were moaning almost in sync.

After Leslie came to another orgasm, my wife stepped back from her pussy and gave me a deep kiss. The taste of another woman’s juices on her lips is indescribable.

My wife then declared “Well, my turn to ride him!” And with that, I laid down on the bed on my back, and my wife hopped on and slipped my cock into her pussy. Leslie laid down next to me as my wife rode me, and I fingered her pussy while my wife came to a pretty massive and vocal orgasm within a few minutes.

We all laid in the bed for a few blissful minutes to catch our breaths and talk about how amazing of an experience it is. But I definitely wasn’t done yet, and I wanted back at Leslie’s tight pussy.

She laid on her back and I stood on the floor at the edge of the bed, put her feet on my shoulders, and entered her once again. From this angle her pussy was so tight and still so wet. I think Leslie’s eyes were in the back of her head as my cock hit deep inside her pussy over and over again. My wife leaned over Leslie and Leslie took one of my wife’s breasts in her mouth, sucking and kissing her nipple very gently while I continued to fuck her.

After a couple of minutes of this I couldn’t help it anymore. I exploded in orgasm with my cum hitting deep inside Leslie’s pussy. I backed out and saw some drops of cum leaking out and licked them up with my tongue. I then brought my wife over for a kiss to let her taste the mixed juices of Leslie and I.

We all just laid there in naked and orgasmic bliss, enjoying each other’s company and bodies until we drifted off to sleep. We woke up in the morning to various configurations of cuddling between the three of us. Neither of us were in a hurry to do anything, go anywhere, or even put on clothes. We spent the remainder of the weekend naked, cuddling, and even having sex a few more times. Including one incident where my wife came back from a shower just to find my cock once again buried in Leslie’s sweet pussy. Or another incident where I was making dinner while Leslie ate my wife’s pussy on the counter.

More than anything, it was just the sensualness and wonderful shared positive experience we appreciated that remained true even in the sobriety of a new day.

Leslie came back a few more times that summer and we shared more experiences like that weekend. It was a fun new dimension to our friendship. We used to spend time at breweries and doing fun activities together. Instead, the moment she would walk in the door she’d slip off her clothes and the three of us would spend most of the weekend exploring each other’s bodies in so many different ways.

But in the fall she met a guy who later became her husband and life got in the way of our friendship. But my wife and I still think back to that summer and still talk about the fabulous experiences we had with Leslie.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i2e5c8/a_day_at_a_nude_beach_with_a_friend_turned_into