Sex on the beach had always been a fantasy of mine, but I never thought it would be something my wife would go along with. We were on our last day of vacation in the Caribbean and wanted to try out one of the local nude beaches. Waking up early, we packed our towels and walked the quarter mile to the local cliffs that descended to a small deserted beach. We found the perfect spot – a little private cave in the shadow of the limestone cliffs that rose above us on either side.
After laying out our towels, I (6’2”, 190 lbs w/ salt and pepper hair) quickly kicked off my swim trunks. My wife (5’7”, 135 lbs, w/ highlighted blonde hair with B/C cup breasts) wasted no time in removing her black bikini top, but left her bottoms on as she adjusted to the feeling of the fresh air on her now textile-free breasts. It didn’t take five minutes, though, for her to remove her bikini bottom and enjoy the total freedom of her nudity.
The idea of just the two of us inhabiting this isolated beach excited me as I stared at my beautiful wife lying next to me with nothing on but the satisfied smile of being free of her bathing suit. My excitement became visible to my wife. Watching her stare at my cock excited me further, causing it to thicken and grow to its full 7” length and 7 “ girth.
While we’ve been to a few nude beaches, my wife likes to keep our sex life private and mostly in the bedroom. Looking up and down the small beach, she asked if I thought anyone would be coming around soon. Hoping I knew what she was thinking, of course I replied, “No”. With that reassurance, she immediately leaned over and took my cock in her mouth. She encircled the head with her lips and worked her tongue around the sides, slowly bobbing up and down the top half of my organ, helping me get even harder. The sight of her profile – with her RayBans on and her blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail, going up and down on my now fully engorged cock with the Caribbean Sea in the background – was an image that will be burned in my memory forever. She took her right hand and worked the base of my cock while cupping my balls with her left hand. I was overwhelmed with the sensations. I wasn’t getting close to orgasm, though, so after a while her jaw started to hurt and she took a break.
As she lay back down on her towel for a breather I was curious to see if she was turned on by our beach action. When I felt between her legs I found her pussy to be soaking wet. I started to finger her with one, then two and finally three fingers easily, rubbing my middle finger up against what was becoming a hard walnut of a g-spot. I lowered my mouth to hers, and our tongues aggressively explored each other’s mouths. I licked around her right nipple and took her soft breast into my mouth, sucking and licking as I continued to finger her and stimulate her g-spot. I pulled her over to my towel and told her to climb on top of me. I was still extremely hard and her slick pussy had no problem sliding right down on my thick pole. She started to ride me, easily sliding up and down on my cock, and judging by her face the pleasurable feelings were intensifying quickly. She was so wet I wasn’t getting the friction I needed so I just decided to let her do her thing. With her hands planted on the towel next to my shoulders and her breasts dangling in front of me, she ground her pussy up and down against the base of my shaft. With her neck extended and her eyes closed, her whimpering and moaning becoming louder and louder as she came closer to her orgasm. Finally, she had the release she had been working for. With one final high-pitched loud moan her muscles tensed for several long moments before she relaxed. She looked down at me with a smile and said, “I wasn’t planning on that”. I had a huge grin on my face as I looked up at her and told her how happy it made me.
I suggested a break at that point, so while she relaxed in the afterglow of her orgasm, I walked down for a dip in the warm Caribbean waters. Looking back, I admired her lying there on the beach and thought how lucky I am to have this wonderful woman as my wife. After we cleaned off and repositioned our towels, I leaned over to kiss her. We explored each other’s tongues again and I sucked on her breasts while stroking myself to my full size again. She then pushed me back onto my towel and positioned herself on her knees between my legs, leaning forward to engulf my cock with her soft wet mouth. She took turns working her tongue with firm pressure on my sensitive frenulum and bobbing up and down – taking in as much of my cock as she could. She went at it with such enthusiasm and desire to fully play out this fantasy we were living. She worked my shaft with her hand as she slurped at my cock, her saliva dripping, working up and down the shaft. It didn’t take long for me to feel the orgasm building. I let her know I was getting close, and she took me as deep in her throat as she possibly could, gagging on the last inch that she could take – and as she pulled off, the cum exploded out of my cock. With a tremendous pulsating orgasm, I let out a moan that was probably heard on the next island.
We both collapsed after that, with the satisfaction of a fantasy fulfilled – one I had thought about for a long time, and one she didn’t know she had. About 15 minutes later, the first visitors came walking past. Our beach was private no longer. Knowing a secret that they didn’t, we just looked at each other and smiled.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ti1q8b/mf_sex_on_the_beach
My main question is did your penis taste like the salty water of the ocean or what?