A Trip to the Nude Beach (Featuring a Special Guest Blogger!)

A couple months back, my boyfriend, Adam, Laken, Jefferson, and I all went to the nude beach. I had such a lovely time. So did my boyfriend. (Shocker.) I told him to write about it. And here is the end result! I loved his own account of our nude beach excursion so much, I thought it would be appropriate to post it here. So here's an extra-special glimpse into the adventures of Janie Blooms and friends--as told by her boyfriend. Enjoy!!!

“If Jefferson and Laken don’t pack sandwiches for themselves, I swear…,” said Janie, shaking her head.

“Relax,” I said, surprisingly firmly. I’m sure some girls get even more upset when you tell them to relax, but not Janie. She just chuckled and said, “You’re right.”

I knew why Janie was nervous, and it had nothing to do with whether our friends would be bringing sandwiches for the beach. It was that the beach we were all going to go to wasn’t just any beach. It was a nude beach.

Neither Janie or I had ever been to a nude beach, though it’s something I’ve had on my list since I was 16. And even though I haven’t been to the gym in over a year and have started to gain a small belly, I wasn’t really concerned about letting a bunch of strangers see my still body from head to toe. In fact, I was pretty excited.

Janie was excited too. But I knew it was a bigger deal for her than it was for me. Janie’s lost 30 pounds or so since we first started dating, and if she blew my mind when we first started fucking, it definitely hasn’t changed for the worse. But the idea of baring it all in broad daylight for all to see – her tummy, her large breasts that get approving hoots and hollers from the Latin guys in her uptown neighborhood, her thighs, her ass – for her was both stimulating and nerve-racking. But she knew it would represent a momentous step in how she sees her body. Plus, between the two of us, it was her idea.

We met Jefferson and Laken on an agreed-upon corner in Jefferson’s neighborhood. As we saw them approach, 10 minutes late on account of what we figured was a morning fuck, I was already feeling a little flirty. After all, the four of us had slept together on a previous occasion, which I had enjoyed a great deal. Plus, Jefferson and I had spent at least half a dozen nights together alone, during which he always gave me a good assfuck. Janie and I had agreed beforehand that we weren’t going to have another foursome that day, but still, it would be impossible for the energy in the air to be simply “platonic.” Laken and I hugged a little awkwardly, but Jefferson and I kissed on the lips, and the morning seemed full of possibilities. Would we agree to just get naked in the car on the way to the beach? Would Janie and I be able to find a secluded spot to fuck to release the tension when it was too great? Only time would tell.

Ironically, as Janie had predicted, Jefferson and Laken had not prepared any food for the trip, and asked Janie if she had enough for all of us. She explained that she didn’t, and we agreed to stop in one of the local supermarkets to pick up some things. I put myself on beer detail and grabbed six-packs of Corona and Sam Adams Summer Ale. Noticing that the signs advertised 15 limes for a dollar, I filled up a bag with more limes than we would ever need for only 12 beers. After paying, I noticed across the street an even better deal. “17 for 99 cents! They fucked me!” I exclaimed. Everyone chuckled, and even though we were getting a later start than we wanted, we were all in good spirits for the day ahead of us.

Walking to the car, I confessed that one thing I was looking forward to was the prospect of seeing lots of bush. “I just never see it, that’s all. Every girl in New York seems to shave herself like a porn star.” I knew though that I should be careful not to make this seem more than a passing fancy, since Janie had already teasingly threatened to let her bush grow out completely, which she said is like a jungle, extending to her thighs.

The way to the beach was pleasant but tame. Laken and Jefferson entertained us with story after story about what it’s like growing up in the American Deep South, while we listed to Nick Cave and MGMT. After realizing we missed our exit over 45 minutes after we passed it and then backtracking to fix the error, we were all extra eager to get to our destination.

Arriving at the beach, we were surprised to see everyone outside still had their clothes on. A round of jokes began about how funny (but not funny) it would be if it was just a regular, clothes-required beach, after all the anticipation. Jefferson suggested we head toward the beach while he parked the car. I volunteered to carry the larger, filled cooler by myself, which I strained to keep holding as we walked down the surprisingly long boardwalk. Arriving at the edge of the boardwalk, and still slightly confused by the lack of naked flesh, we decided to wait for Jefferson and all go to the beach together.

As the four of us started on the sand, in the distance we saw bodies that were uniformly beige or brown. As we got closer, we passed a sign that said “you may encounter nude sunbathers beyond this point.” As we got even closer, the sight of naked bodies was confirmed, though really without any shock. We saw a naked volleyball game, which included a woman as well. As we reached the more densely populated part of the beach, we set about looking for a spot to lay down our blanket.

As soon as I put down the cooler, I made sure everyone was looking at me, and jumped out of my clothes in a matter of seconds. I wanted Laken to see the semi-hard dick she had once politely sucked. And once I was naked, there was not much for everyone else to do but get naked also. Side by side Laken and Janie undressed, revealing their sexy bodies – Laken, with a very slim body, small but perky tits, and Janie, who is made of curves. As a joke, Jefferson took of his pants and underwear but left his t-shirt on just to show how ridiculous it looked. But off that came to, and just like that, we are all naked in the sun, with nothing much else to do but relax… and put on sunscreen.

Jefferson and I separately began to rub lotion onto each of our girls. Part of the fun of this, I realized, would be to linger as long as possible doing ordinary activities without resorting to something that would actually count as sex. I patiently massaged the lotion into Janie’s back, her shoulders, her ass, her thighs, her calves, her feet. I had already figured out during one of our very first fucks that Janie gets turned on when I rub her back. Having lingered over her backside long enough, it was time to do her front. As far as I was concerned, the practical need for her to have sunscreen on every part of her body more than justified than need to do the globes of her chest. She may have gotten a little embarrassed at some point, but I wasn’t.

I needed some sunscreen on me now, and Janie was quick to return the favor, massaging my shoulders and buttocks. I put handfuls of lotion on my cock and rubbed it in. I didn’t care that I had a paper-white dick – I didn’t want to take any chances about having my dick get burned the first time I bring it out into the sunlight for hours on end. Janie and I kissed, and for the umpteenth time, I felt lucky that she was my girlfriend.

Deciding to refresh ourselves with food and beer, we opened the cooler and the other bags. Laken sat on the blanket spread eagle, and I unabashedly stared at the shaved, pink pussy I had once eaten and still hoped to fuck eventually. I also checked out Jefferson’s familiar cock, and was pleased when I felt the others were looking at me. From nearby, the sounds of the Allman Brothers’ “Whipping Post” were coming out of someone’s boombox. It was a Sunday afternoon and I had felt like I had no care in the world.

Having slaked our hunger and thirst, Janie and I decided to take a walk along the beach. Janie suggested taking a dip in the ocean, but I knew it was cold and had no desire to do so. We walked along the shoreline and passed couples and singles. There were definitely way more guys than girls. It really didn’t bother me any – I wasn’t making more than fleeting glances in anyone’s direction - but it did disappoint Janie some. We noticed one guy who was holding one of those fake Groucho Marx nose-and-moustache get-ups over his dick. When we reported this to Jefferson and Laken, we all agreed that that was silly, but not in a good way.

Returning to our blanket, I decided to lay down and take a nap… on my back. Before nodding off, I mumbled to Janie, “you know, I think I’m a bit of an exhibitionist.” Janie responded confidently, “I know you are.” “How do you know?” I asked, curious to hear my new idea about myself substantiated. “Well, you were the first one with your clothes off this afternoon, and you just really enjoy your body.” “And I guess the naked dancing when I’m high,” I added. “Yeah, that too.”

As I awoke from my nap, I knew what it was time for – time to reapply sunscreen! Janie lay on her stomach as I suggested, and I straddled her ass for maximum lotion-applying ease. As I worked the lotion into the small of her back, I found that I could rub my cock intermittently in the same motion. Janie didn’t know what I was up to, but Jefferson seemed to enjoy the show.

Perhaps in response to the increasing air of excitement, Jefferson put Laken in his lap, and wore a mischievous grin on his face has he worked his fingers inside her pussy. As I already knew from previous experience, Jefferson has some talented fingers.

Well, the ante was set, so I’d have to at least call it. While Janie was sitting with her back mostly to me, my fingers reached around for that magic button of hers. I thought we were being pretty clandestine, but if my arm’s weird position didn’t give me away to Jefferson and Laken, then my hard-on most certainly did.

Maybe the sexual tension between the four of us had reached a peak, or maybe it’s just hard to go back to relaxing after that, but we all decided it was time we should get going. The beach would be closing soon anyway. As we were gathering up our stuff, Jefferson pointed out to me that the couple on the blanket next to ours were now engaged in some play of their own. I guess excitement’s just contagious that way.