Sex stories

Next morning, we wake up slow — cuddles, shower, chill breakfast.
We head into town for a walk, grab a nice lunch together.
In the afternoon, we decide to check out a gay nude beach. Took us a while to find it, but finally we get there. The second the towel hits the sand, I’m already naked. We’re checking out the guys, their cocks, their asses.
My man’s eyeing a blond twink.
Me: “That blond twink turning you on?”
Him: “Yeah, he’s got a nice ass.”
Me: “True. If he heads into the dunes, go fuck him!”
Him: “And you? Not going into the dunes? Lotta people around.”
Me: “You coming with me? Wanna fuck me in public?”
Him: “Nah, go ahead. I’ll catch up later.”
I get up, head into the dunes along the pine paths. I run into a dude, maybe 50, leaning against a tree, dick hard as fuck. Massive.
I walk up, grab it, swallow it. I work his cock, he groans. A mixed-race couple passes by, watching us — watching me. The older guy dumps his load straight down my throat.
I keep walking. Run into my man with the blond following him. As I pass, I whisper:
— “Bust that twink’s ass wide open.”
I move on, and spot the mixed-race couple a little further away, making out hard. I sneak closer, watching. Two thick hard cocks.
Them: “We were waiting for you! Come here!”
I drop to my knees, grab their dicks, stroke them, slide their heads over my tongue, then start sucking them one after the other. One grabs my neck, the other strokes my nips, my back. I arch, showing off my ass. A hand runs down, brushes my hole. I spread wider, arch harder. Spit smeared over my rim, then a finger pushes in. I moan while still xxxing on cock.
One pulls his dick free, moves behind me, presses his head to my ass. I push back, impaling myself, while still sucking his twink. I slide down that fat cock.
Him: “Fuck, what an ass, what a bitch!”
Me: “Yeah… fuck me, fuck me!”
One is pounding my ass, the other drilling my throat. We’re all groaning.
Five or six guys crowd around, drawn by the noise. Three jerk off and blast across my back. Two want to fuck me too, but the Latinos aren’t sharing. They spray their loads all over my face instead.
After a good 20 minutes of raw fucking, both mixed guys fill my mouth and my ass.
I head back to the beach, rinse in the sea, then meet my man.
Me: “So, how was your blond?”
Him: “Forget it. His head game was so bad he made me go soft.”
Me: “Should’ve come with me… see those two mixed guys over there? Real fuckers.”
My man stares at them while fingering my ass. He scoops up some cum, makes me lick it off his fingers while locking eyes with them, like he’s saying: “Yeah, you fucked my bitch, and I love it.”
Later in the afternoon, the two mixed guys walk past us, wink.
Them: “Hey men. If you’re free, there’s a street-thug party at the gay club tonight. You in?”
My man: “Why not.”
Them: “Dress code: tracksuits for tops, jocks for bottoms.”
My man: “Nice. One of you gonna be in a jock?”
Them: “Come at 10 and find out.”