On a beach filled with nudist, they stood out. It could have been the way they gazed into the other’s eyes, as if there weren’t hundreds of other naked sunbathers on the beach. Or maybe it was the tender way he tucked a wisp of raven hair behind her ear. But I’m pretty sure what caught my eye as they stood knee deep in surf warmed by the Jamaican sunshine, was they tattoo on his fat cock. The fact that “Bad to the Bone” would even fit on his dick was pretty amazing, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the promise it held.
His cock was about 6′ soft and I couldn’t help but wonder how big that bad bone could get with the right stimulation. He was about 5’7′ with a thin waist, broad shoulders and biceps to match the meat dangling between his legs. She was petite, maybe 5’3′, with tiny breasts that weren’t much more the nipple, and shapely thighs leading up to a firm little ass. They both looked like gym rats, in their early twenties, firm and rounded in all the right places. They were gorgeous and my cock twitched as blood rushed to meet a growing desire
Me, well I’m not too bad in the looks department myself. In my mid-forties, I’ve aged well and was once told I’m a dead ringer for George Clooney, only with a beard. I’m a grower. My cock is usually about 4′ soft, but when I’m turned on, it grows to 9″. More than one lover has been pleasantly surprised by this transformation.
I was there with my girlfriend, Barb, who is about 10 years younger than me. It’s hard to say for sure, because like many women, she was secretive about her age. Age is just a number, right? Her name is fitting since she looks a lot like a Barbie doll. You know the type; tall, blond, big firm tits and perfect round ass accented by a tiny waist. Barb was a party girl who always had a glass of wine in her hand and never met a stranger. We’d been sitting on the beach for about an hour people watching and Barb was itching to socialize.
Me, well I’ve always been open-minded and had my first bisexual threesome years ago. I believe we should include others in our life, not fearfully push them away. I’m mean who really wants a miserable Scrooge existence spent separate and alone. Not me, so I leaned toward Barb and asked, “What do you think about that hot couple making out in the waves?”
Barb gave them a long appraising look and answered, “They’re perfect! What do you say we go and introduce ourselves?”
In typical Barb fashion, she didn’t wait for an answer, but instead stood up, brushed the sand off her ass and gave her nipples a pinch. I stood with her, gave my cock a tug toward the knees for good measure, then took her elbow as we headed for the target. I thought we would splash in the water at a respectable distance, but Barb had other ideas. She slipped behind the chick, leaned in and whispered something in her ear that I couldn’t hear over the crashing waves and the calls of the seagulls.
Evidently, he heard it because he reached up with his right hand and pulled Barb’s into a sensuous kiss. When it ended, the chick turned her head toward Barb and hungrily added her lips to the mix. I was rock hard and wanted in on the fun. As a rule, I never assume anything and always ask first, but in this instance I trusted that Barb had already gotten sufficient permission for what I was about to do. It was risky. Bisexual women are far more accepted, then bisexual men, but thankfully that is rapidly changing.
I took a leap of faith and stepped in close behind him. His back was tanned and hot from the sun. He smelled of sweat and lust. I reached around and gave his bad bone a squeeze. There’s nothing like holding a man’s hard cock in your hand. It never seems to amaze me how it can feel both soft and hard at the same time. It was so full of life and the promise of pleasure to come.
I whispered in his ear, “You are huge.”
His only response was to press his ass against my throbbing dick. Meanwhile, his beautiful Hispanic girlfriend squeezed one hand between us and began gently massaging my balls while also reaching behind with the opposite a hand to rub Barb’s shaved pussy. Talk about the best of both worlds. Damn, it was heating up fast and it was time to move the party to our spot on the beach where we had a shelter set up to provide breaks from the intense sun and a windbreak to ease the relentless ocean breeze.
I caught Barb’s eye, nodded toward the beach and said to the young couple, “Come with us.”
Barb took the hunk’s hand while I wrapped my arm around his girlfriend’s waist and we led them to our shelter where we would have our way with them in front of the nude sunbathers who enjoy watching. The first time I had sex in front of an audience was challenging. It’s similar to the fear of giving a speech in front of classmates, times 10. The trick was to get out of my head and into the body. Nobody was judging me because they were too busy being turned on by the live porn show. They loved what we were doing, and frankly, they were busy touching themselves, faster and faster until they came hard and loud. When I took a moment to look around, I could see how hot it is to watch an audience pleasuring themselves. Pleasure feeds pleasure and it’s all about the pleasure.
I love oral sex. In fact, I love eating pussy so much I must have been a lesbian in a prior life. For me, putting my mouth on another’s genitals is the most direct and intimate way to get to know them. It’s similar to the way dogs get to know each other by sniffing butts. So, it comes as no surprise that I laid Tiny Chick down on our beach blanket and dove head first between thighs not much bigger than my biceps.
Meanwhile, Barb had Bad to the Bone moaning like a porn star as she bobbed up and down trying her very best to swallow the whole thing. I didn’t think it would ever happen, but you got to give the girl credit for trying. She knows me well and laid him on his back right next to us with his horse cock within easy reach. They were so close I could smell his pre-cum. Looking sideways at his dick got me wondering how he could ever fit that thing into Tiny Chick’s tight pussy. Barb has a big clit, but Tiny Chick’s was so small it wasn’t easy to find. Fortunately, I must have been close enough because she came hard, squirting love juice all over my face.
Bringing someone else to climax is one of the most satisfying things in the world, second only to a random act of kindness. Sex is fun, but showing love to the random people who cross our path is the ultimate joy. It is an expression of the best version of oneself. In fact, I would I would venture to say it is the only real version of oneself. It is the divine within us all.
I heard clapping and cheering from our growing audience and would have taken a good-natured bow, but Barb called switch. She was ready for pussy and I was ready to see if I could handle that big dick. Barb pulled Tiny Chick’s face between her legs and wasted no time before her moaning started loud and clear for all to hear.
Bad to the Bone was grinning from ear to ear as he said with pride, “That’s my girl. Show her what you got, Babe.”
I realized in that instant that this guy was special in more ways than one. I really liked him, so I leaned in and kissed him full on the mouth. His hungry response surprised me. It was if he’d been waiting all of his life for this moment and he wasn’t about to miss a thing. I needed him bad and wasn’t sure where to begin because I wanted to do it all. The answer to my dilemma came from him.
“I want you inside of me. Will you fuck me…please?” He pleaded.
Well, the answer to that could only be a resounding Yes! Damn right I would fuck this beautiful man-boy. I consider myself to be an experienced lover and pretty damn good under pressure, but in that moment, I must have been speechless, because instead of answering I had this weird mantra running through my head, lube, condom, lube, condom, but for the life of me I couldn’t remember where I put them. Things might have gone south real fast, but a Good Samaritan stepped out of the audience and handed me exactly what I needed.
With a kindly pat on the back he said, “Give that young man what he asked for.”
“Let me,” said Bad to the Bone.
He first took the king sized condom from my hand, dropped to his knees, and rolled it onto my throbbing erection. Then he squirted a large glob of lube onto his hand and spread it on me. Finally, he turned, dropped to his elbows, lifted his ass as high as he could and waited. I wasn’t sure how long I’d last since I was more turned than I can ever remember. On one level I knew it didn’t really matter since time is an illusion. The present is all there is. I took a deep breath, centered myself in the now, and then slowly pressed the mushroom head of my cock against his asshole. I paused, took another deep breath, and then penetrated him with a swift thrust, much like you might take a virgin’s hymen quickly to get through the pain and onto the pleasure. He gasped and then moaned.
One of the great things about group sex is there is always someone in the group who can step up if another player has to tap out for any reason. I fucked him hard and fast. It only lasted a few minutes, but we both exploded with intense orgasms. On the other hand, the girls played on. Tiny Chick proved to be a voracious lover. Barb had her hands full with that one. The crowd masturbated together. There was even a few of them who put on a show for us, fucking with total abandon. I noticed our Good Samaritan was buried deep inside an Earth Mother while he took her husband’s cock up his ass. No good deed goes unrewarded. This was only day 2 of our 10 day vacation. Life is good.
~ HungDaddi