A Beach Day to Remember

James, a man in his early twenties, goes to a beach and has a sexual encounter that he won't ever forget.

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My name is James, and I had always wanted to visit a nude beach, but my introvert side always won out. The sands and the sunlight were inviting, and the distant noise of people enjoying the beach’s waves were quite nice to listen to. But, it was nerve wracking. However, today was going to be different. That’s what I had told myself when I woke up. Since it was Saturday, I had plenty of time to spend at the beach, and I intended to use it. 

As I pulled up to the beach in my Prius, I came to a stop, parking my car in a sandier spot. It was slightly farther away from the other people leaving their cars. I wanted to shield my face, but I forced my hands to stay by my side after I got out of my car. I popped open the car’s trunk, and I pulled out my beach towel. 

After gathering my stuff for the beach day, I walked down onto the sand, stepping over strewn about twigs in the way. I glanced left and right as I walked, but I didn’t stare, not wanting anyone to feel uncomfortable. I continued until I was near a sand dune where I could easily see most of the beach, but I wasn’t close so it wouldn’t seem creepy. 

As I set up my towel and my cooler, I hesitated for a moment, glancing at my shorts and red t-shirt. Then, I took the leap, and I stripped them off, including my underwear. I laid down on the towel, and I sighed as I looked up at the sun. Then, I applied a layer of sunblock everywhere just to be safe. I rubbed it on my shoulders, my thighs, and even my dick.

The waves continued to lap at the shore as I laid on the towel. It was quite a calming noise to hear in the background, and it distracted me from what was happening. Unbeknownst to me, a man had started walking up the side of the sand dune. I didn’t see him until he was practically next to him. He was well-built with black hair and wide shoulders. He was already naked, and he was certainly packing even without being hard. He had glistening blue eyes, and he was oiled up because of the sun block. He also carried two beige canvas bags by his side.

“Is it alright if I sit up here?” He asked.

“Oh, yeah sure. Go ahead!” I said, adjusting my blanket slightly. He glanced at my body as well. I was skinny in comparison, and he smirked as he set down his blanket on the sand. He laid down on his stomach, and he pulled a book out of his beach bag. As he started to read, I couldn’t help but look at his ass. It was round and seemed like it would be juicy if I touched it. It was clear that he put quite a lot of work into making sure it looked the way that it did. But the work paid off!

Then, my eyes widened as I stared as he turned over to read on his side. He caught me staring at him, and I couldn’t help but glance at his cock before wrenching my gaze away from him. I blushed hard in humiliation at being caught, but I tried to pretend that nothing happened. However, he sat up, and he looked at my body, knowing I knew he was ogling me. 

“Sorry,” I sputtered nervously before looking back up at the sky. I heard footfalls in the sand, and my cheeks turned an even darker red as he blocked the sun and sky from my vision, standing above me, looking down with his cock beginning to swell. 

“If you want it so bad, then touch it.” He smirked, and he suddenly sat down on my chest, straddling me. I gasped and my cock hardened immediately. His thighs kept me put, and he brushed his cock against my cheek. He spit on his hand and rubbed it along his cock, and then he brushed his cock against my lips. 

My lips opened slightly by reflex, and he pushed his cock deep into my throat, holding the back of my head with his right hand. I gagged as he held it there, looking up at him. I couldn’t move, and I almost couldn’t think any longer. But, it wasn’t a bad feeling. I was lost in lust for him, and the feeling of his cock deep in my throat was spectacular. 

I started sucking, treating his cock like a popsicle. His eyes rolled back in pleasure, and he tussled my hair, pulling my head closer. This put his entire cock into my mouth. It must’ve been about eight inches. 

“I’m gonna fuck you,” he said before pulling his cock out of my mouth. It bounced in my air, and I yelped softly in surprise as he flipped me over on the sand. I saw him reach into his bag and pull out a condom before he placed it on his cock. I laid on my stomach as I waited, trembling in anticipation. Then, I felt his chest press against my back as he wrapped his arms around me. I felt his cock prod at my ass for a moment before it started to push into my anus.

I winced and shook my head, and the man paused before applying more lube to his cock and to my hole. Then, I gasped as his cock suddenly thrusted into my asshole. It hurt, but it also felt right. It was an odd feeling of fullness, and it was much better than fingering myself.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” the man huffed, his arms pulling me back onto his cock and closer to him. I yelped as he started thrusting faster. 

“Oh fuck,” I moaned. My eyes rolled back in my head as the sound of his lap clapping against my ass filled the air, and my hands clenched my blanket as I began to lose myself in the pleasure.

I lurched forward in his grasp as he spanked my ass, sending a thrill of intense pleasure throughout my entire body. He saw my reaction, and he continued spanking me, stopping to grip my ass as he fucked me, releasing my chest. 

“You like that, huh?” He asked. It was less of a question and more of a statement, but I nodded along anyway. My body felt so warm that my skin could burn away, but it was the best feeling that I had ever felt. I suddenly felt a tenseness down by my cock and then another instance of heavenly release, and I realized that I just came without using my hands. 

My ass tightened around his cock, and he yelled out as he came. I felt a little sad that I couldn’t feel his come coating my insides, but my sadness disappeared as he spanked my ass a final time before rolling me onto my back. 

“That was amazing,” I whispered. He smirked as he glanced at the blanket beneath me. The wetness from where I came was still there, and it was very telling. 

“You were a very good boy.” He said, reaching out to tussle my hair. I leaned into his touch, and he laid down right beside me. We both laid on our backs, and we looked up at the sky, our chests rising and falling from exertion. 

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