It’s just too big to hide…

My girlfriend and I were at crowded sandy beach, really crowded. We had a blanket spread out and a cooler with water, soft drinks and snacks.

My girlfriend and I had been seeing each other for about 3 months, had about 20 dates, prior to today. I liked her. She was fun to be with and she loved sex, especially she loved giving head.

As soon as we got situated and settled into our spot, she started staring at my crotch and I knew she wanted to suck my dick, again. She always wanted my dick in her mouth and I always loved the warmth of her mouth on it. I like her, in part, because of her constant horniness. It matched mine. She didn’t say anything about sex but kept looking at my crotch all the same. I couldn’t help it. The more she looked at my crotch, the harder I got. The harder I got, the more she looked. Shortly, I was rock hard and, because of my size, it was like trying to hide a flagpole in my swim shorts. I had to adjust it so the head of my cock wouldn’t poke out from under the waistband of my shorts. A precum spot was forming, becoming apparent, at my cockhead’s new adjusted location.

She suggested that I let her rub some sun screen on my back. She caressed as she rubbed the lotion on. Her touch was intimate, meant to give me pleasure. I thought she was don and laid down on my back, still sporting my persistent erection but, she didn’t stop with my back. She used the sun screen as an excuse to continue caressing me, in front of everyone there. She made love to my chest and shoulders with her hands. It was so hot to be surrounded by people, while she expressed her desire for me with slow sensual strokes. Her hands reached my stomach, her fingertips reaching an inch or two into my shorts with each stroke, missing contact with my dick by centimeters. My cock throbbed, my precum oozed and the wet spot grew. She quickly pressed her fingers to the wet spot and rubbed it and pulled her hand away. She made eye contact with me and smiled. She put her finger tips in her mouth and, for a moment, sucked on them, as if they were my cock head. Yep, all she was thinking about was getting my dick in her mouth.

People were continuously walking by, some as near as 3 -5 feet from us. Two guys walked by. There was something about them that said “gay” to me. That perception was confirmed when one of them noticed my dick straining against my shorts and his jaw dropped. He stumbled a bit but, thankfully, they kept walking. I was lying on my back, propped up on my elbows. This position allowed me to survey our surroundings. I noticed a couple of young women on a blanket 10 to 15 feet away from us, closer to the water, which meant that they had a view of my crotch, if they looked back toward the parking lot. One of them turned over on her stomach and looked toward me and my girlfriend. Of course she noticed and her jaw dropped. Maybe, I should have warn baggier shorts. I like attention but I also like controlling how much attention. The young woman that had been staring at me whispered something to her friend and, now, they were both on their stomachs sneaking glances. My girlfriend saw them, as well. She moved closer to me and rested her hand on my thigh to warn them off. She was protecting her claim on me. It was cute.

The day continued on. After my erection subsided, we enjoyed a walk along the shore. We walked into the water, up to our chests. I did this mostly to wash away the dried precum spot from my shorts. My girlfriend hugged me and gave me a kiss. It was a romantic setting and why not have the full experience. Soon, she was moving her hand down my body to my crotch. Then, inside my shorts and I felt her grip around my dick. Here we go….it was getting hard again. I imagined the stares I would get, if I came out of the water with a boner and wet light colored swim trunks clinging to it. I didn’t care. My girlfriend always made me feel so good. She kissed me again and she stroked my ever hardening cock. She pulled my shorts down below my genitals, freeing my junk from restraint. It felt good as my cock and balls moved with the movement of the water. By now, I am completely stiff again. She hugged me, positioning my cock between us and she squeezed it between our bodies. I enjoyed the pressure on my cock. I pulled her close, reached down to my cock and rubbed it on her stomach so she could feel its size and firmness. She loved the feel of my cock, inside her or outside. She reached down, took my cock in her hand and stuck it between her thighs. She continued to hug me as she squeezed me. It was amazing, not like being inside her but, amazing to be so turned on,with so many people in such close proximity, people in the water, crowds on the beach. Her tits pressed against my chest, adding to my delight.

We decided to go back to our blanket on the beach. We wanted to dry in the sun and, then, walk to the nearby bar for a cocktail. I pulled up my trunks and, as I expected, when we came out of the water, there was no hiding my flagpole boner in wet shorts. There were stares. In regular circumstances, people frequently notice my bulge but not like this. I would never trade my cock for a normal sized one, so attention is something I have to accept. I started to pick up the pace, to get back to our spot, so I could, at least, lie down. My girlfriend took my hand and slowed our walk to a meandering stride. It took me a moment to realize what she was doing. She was showing me off. She wanted everyone to see her boyfriend’s big dick. She was proud. I figured what the hell, If she was enjoying the exposure, I would too. Then, I didn’t even try to make my erection go down. In fact, I flexed that dick muscle to make it throb, to make it as hard as I could make it. A guy was walking in the opposite direction. I could tell, by his expression, the moment he saw my cock. He stared, as he walked toward us. He looked up at my face, as we were passing. I smiled and said to him, “How you doing? I hope you are enjoying your day. I certainly am.” He looked like he’d been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. It made me chuckle.

We got to our spot, I lied down and thought of anything but, sex. Finally, my erection subsided. It was late afternoon, now, heading toward evening. The temperature, still warm and pleasant. I put on a T-shirt and flip flops. My girlfriend put on a wrap. We deposited our belongings into the trunk of my car, on our way to the bar. We enjoyed the music and people watching. We sat at one of those tall bar tables, up against two walls, in the corner of the room. As my girlfriend was finishing her second drink, her hand started reaching for my dick, under the table. Uh, oh, she is experiencing yet another wave of horniness. The table was high, which would have made my crotch and her hand visible to anyone sitting near by but, the bar was fiercely crowded, standing room only. Our backs were to the corner of the room and people were standing all around, inches from the other side of our table, blocking anyone from seeing what my girlfriend was doing. My dick, never unwilling to perform, jumped to attention and was straining to get out of my shorts. What a day for teasing! With all the horned up episodes, through out this afternoon, I was ready for that anticipated blow job and ready now.

I was so turned on with my girlfriend massaging my cock through my shorts, with college age women and men standing close enough for me to hear their bar room conversations, mostly flirtations and sexual innuendo. I reached under the table and pulled the leg opening of my shorts up, freeing my dick and balls. My girlfriend gasped at my boldness. A smile appeared and, then, broadened. She was all in, ready for some fun.

The group of people that was near us had their backs to us, for the most part. Occasionally, someone would turn around and make momentary eye contact with us. I’d exchange a smile with those strangers, as my girlfriend continued to gently and slowly stroked my cock and fondled my balls under the table. My cock was getting slippery in her hand as I pumped out more and more precum. I thought about shooting but didn’t want it to end yet. It felt exciting and naughty and I wanted something more to happen, something even more thrilling, maybe more risky.

The cocktail waitress fought her way through the crowd to ask us if we wanted another drink. She was standing right there, talking to us, while my girlfriend’s hand was actually holding my cock. She had stopped stroking, as the waitress approached but, she never removed her hand. The waitress was wearing a low-cut top, flattering to her full breasts and the outline of her nipples was delightfully visible. I smiled at the waitress, made my cock throb in my girlfriend’s hand, while I ordered more drinks. The waitress left to fill our order.

My girlfriend continued to stroke. Then she pointed my cock straight up, toward the ceiling. I looked around nervously because the head of my cock was, now, above the table height. It was visible, if anyone turned around and looked. She let it lean against the table edge, my head still above the table top, by about an inch and a half. She moved her glass in front of it to block the view of others. I liked it. My boner was in its glory. I pulsed it to send precum to my cum slit. That always drives her crazy. My girlfriend stared, as I forced precum to ooz. She ran her finger over my head collecting it. As she brought it to her mouth, a silver thread stretched from my dick to her chin and broke, as she licked and sucked her finger. She gave me a short kiss, my dick, all this time, leaning against the tables edge. The waitress returned with our drinks. I didn’t move but, watched her face, looking for any sign that she sees my dick. I guess the alcohol made me a little too bold. My girlfriend interceded by putting her purse on the table in front of my cock, blocking the waitress’ ability to see. My girlfriend had been very happy to show me off, earlier today but, maybe she was right. All the same, after she finished this last drink, she was the one being pretty damned obvious about stroking my cock.

A college aged guy noticed. At first, his reaction was one of astonishment. He looked away but kept glancing back. My girlfriend avoided making eye contact with him but it turned me on for someone to see her worshipping my dick. I whispered to my girlfriend that our activities had been discovered. Soon enough, two guys were glancing back at us, intermittently, and then a young woman and another woman. They were there with a group of six, 3 guys and 3 women. They didn’t appear to be couples, more like a group of college acquaintances. Within 10 minutes, they were all, not merely glancing but, blatantly watching.

One of the woman finally came closer, looked into my eyes, as she said to my girlfriend, “Girl, if you are not going to suck his dick, I’m going to do it for you.” I was shocked. My girlfriend was shocked. I recovered from the woman’s audacious remark, grinned from ear to ear and leaned back in my chair, displaying my big, thick, raging-hard cock for our new friends who were surrounding our table and blocking everyone else’s view. One of the guys, the instigator, said softly, “Suck it.” Then, in a whisper, another guy repeated, “Suck it.” The forward woman said to my girlfriend, “Do it!” The guys were watching my girlfriend to see what she would do and the 3 women were all staring at my dick. I made it bounce up and down for entertainment purposes, precum oozed out of my cum slit and dripped down my cock. I loved the attention.

My girlfriend suddenly made up her mind, turned toward me and took the head of my cock in her mouth. It took her a minute or two but, soon, she was in cock sucking mode and was worshipping, sucking, licking my cock, while fondling my balls. She was into it and she wanted to be watched. She stood to the side of me as she made love to my cock. Our six friends, who stood around our table, shoulder to shoulder to each other, to make sure others couldn’t see. They were watching us intently. I watched their expressions as I enjoyed the soft warmth surrounding my cock, engulfing my head and moving as far down my shaft as she could go. One of the guys made eye contact with me and gave me two thumbs up. One of the women focused on my cock being serviced and squeezed her tits through her blouse. My girlfriend started using her hand while she sucked. Hand and mouth engaged my entire cock and felt incredible.

The instigator guy, who was the first to say “Suck it”, said in that same low voice, “Shoot.” The woman that was squeezing her tits, looked into my eyes, “Shoot”, she said. It wasn’t like a chant. They did not speak in unison. All six were repeating, “Shoot.” I realized that my girlfriend and six other people, all, wanted my load. All were focused on my cock, wanting nothing more than sharing the experience of my orgasm with me. They wanted to see me spew in my girlfriend’s mouth, on her face, hell maybe I’ll shoot the last couple of spurts on the table. It was mind blowing.

I started feeling the first sensations that told me that I was on my way toward cumming but I was still holding off from reaching the point of no return. Every 20 seconds or so, one of the group, sometimes a woman and sometimes a guy, would encourage me. “Shoot” they would whisper. I felt exhilarated. I felt that familiar tingling in my groin, the feeling that was always a precursor to the first spurt. I moaned softly and everyone’s eyes got bigger in anticipation. I put my hand on the back of my girlfriends head, something I always did to give her a warning that her mouth was about to be filled. I groaned and everyone moved closer yet. My whole body spasmed and I groaned again, more loudly than I thought I would. My cum hit the back of her throat and she gagged but eagerly went back to mouthing my cock head. I shot about 4 times in her mouth before I pulled her off. Still cumming, I stood and shot the rest on the table. When the spurting finally came to an end, I milked out every last drop. I had to make it a good show. I didn’t want anyone to be disappointed. The titty squeezing woman’s eyes were lazer focused on my cock and the puddle of cum I’d left on the table. She reached passed my girlfriend, gave my dick a quick tug. She said, “Nice, very, very nice.” She immediatley turned to the table and licked up my cum, making a slurping sound. I laughed, mostly out of amazement.

I sat back down. My erection will slowly go down, now that I’m spent. My girlfriend didn’t like the woman touching me or eating my cum but she held it together well enough to maintain an air of friendliness. She excused herself to go to the restroom. I wiped the cum from her face before she left the table. My cock was barely flaccid enough to get it put away now. I did so, while wondering what a performer does with one’s audience after a sex show.

I asked the guy who instigated and encouraged the blow job to call the waitress over and I ordered 3 pitchers of beer and some fried bar food to share. My girlfriend returned about the time the beer got to the table. She was fighting embarrassment. Her manner was not quite as free as usual.

Conversation and socializing continued with the group, as if nothing extraordinary had happened. We stayed for about 45 minutes after the food arrived to be polite and, when we were getting ready to leave, two of the guys gave my girlfriend their telephone numbers. I wasn’t jealous: I really liked my girlfriend but I wasn’t in love and I’m pretty sure she totally loves my dick and is only in like with me. Besides, the three women all gave me their numbers, when my girlfriend was in the bathroom. As we were walking away, the instigator guy stopped me and gave me his number, too. He said in case I want to catch a game or something, sometime. I thought to myself, Dude, you can watch but no touching. I knew what he meant by “something”. Too funny.

That was my favorite blowjob of all time. Surprisingly, not because of the blowjob itself but for the circumstances. I’ve realized that, for me, sex is always incredible but, sex feeling the joint electrifying lust of a crowd, is something more. I’ll take it anyway it comes but, I’ve got to say, I love an audience.

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