Sex on the beach: a true account of explicit displays of exhibitionism and voyeurism

by Mark Golding

  I watched as the couple walked their kids back up the beach a bit to where they sat down to join another couple and their children of about the same age. After a while the first couple got up and began to walk towards where we were sitting, leaving their children temporarily in the care of the other family.

  They came and sit down on the beach near to us, but closer to another couple of about their own age that I hadn’t really taken that much notice of before. The woman from up the beach was a bit on the chubby side but quite pretty and with a reasonable figure. Her husband, a well built man had a very small penis. They sit right opposite the other couple who are physically completely different from them in every way. The woman is tall and slim with very small breasts and the man has the most enormous prick, long and thick and hanging down onto the sands where he was sitting. I have a feeling that although they don’t actually know each other these two couples have sat together like this before.

  The slim woman sits facing her husband with her legs wide open both of them facing the other couple and he masturbates her shaven pussy, pushing three or four fingers right into her while the other couple watch them intently. He removes his fingers and the wife takes his prick into her mouth and sucks him off until he his penis is even bigger still and rock hard. The other two seem to be so mesmerised by this action that so far they have done nothing except watch.

  There is a slight lull in the proceedings when the children come walking over from the other beach to ask their mother something, but she ushers them back firmly before they can see what might be going on. As soon as the children are out of close up, the slim couple return to their play. Still sucking her husband’s penis she kneels to reveal her pussy to the other couple, while still giving them a view of her mouth bobbing up and down on that gigantic cock.

  This prompts the husband with the small prick to begin masturbating his plump wife who joins in enthusiastically, using her own fingers to arouse herself while her eyes feast enviably upon the big penis being sucked only feet away from her.

  Both couples are now moving furiously towards some kind of climax and first is the husband with the large penis. His wife takes her mouth away just in time to allow the other couple to see his penis jerk as she directs his hot spunk over her tits. Opposite the other couple are still wanking each other, trying desperately to reach an orgasm before they get another visit from their children. Deciding that help is required, the slim wife deliberately looks over to them, licking a few drops of spunk from her mouth before taking the limp penis back into it solely for the benefit of the other couple. The plump woman supported by her husband’s arm, with head thrown back and her fingers stuffed deep into her pussy suddenly orgasms with a cry so loud it makes other people nearby look over in amazement.

  After a very short rest for recovery they get up on their feet, nod goodbye to their sexual playmates and begin to make their way back to their children, waving to them in the distance as they go.

  Don’t Fence Me In

  When Belinda and I lived nearby we would usually spend a few days each week on what I call the adult beach. It is a voyeur’s and exhibitionist’s paradise with just about every kind and level of sexual behaviour imaginable taking place in one part or the other. On the beach itself things are normally fairly discreet, except during the peak two weeks in August when there are so many bodies about it is impossible to tell what is going on further than about three yards in each direction from you. More explicit sex usually takes place in more privacy in or behind the dunes which just lately are now patrolled during the five or six weeks of the peak season. But if the spirit is willing the more enterprising of us will find a way.

  Between the beach proper and the open grassy treed area behind it is a kind of dividing barrier. Actually it is a hilly section about ten feet or so in depth which is partitioned off here and there using the old fashioned kind of split chestnut fencing. Every so often there are paths leading through it to the old vineyards and open spaces behind. Some people sunbathe there out of the wind, others go there just to show off, to observe or even like me occasionally just to have a pee.

  I was doing just that one day when as I parted the bushes to make sure I wasn’t pissing over someone I saw a line of heads about five or six feet ahead. They belonged to a small group of men lined up against the back edge of one of the fenced areas, but from my position I couldn’t see what they were looking at.

  When I’d finished I moved around to the front of the clump of bushes that I had been peeing into so I could get a better view. A couple, perhaps in their forties or fifties, had got right into a fenced off section and because of the rise in the ground they could not be seen at all from the beach.

  In fact just about the only place they could be seen was from where this small group of men were now standing.

  It was obvious from the arm movements of those in the front line that some kind of sexual play had been going on before I came on the scene and by the present position of the two main players I could imagine what it was. Right now the woman was kneeling down, legs slightly splayed with her bum in the air facing the audience. Her man was just to one side, lying on his back and propping himself up one elbow. As I joined the watchers he put his hand under her belly and up between her legs and began to fondle and stroke his wife’s open vagina. Only a few feet away from the wanking voyeurs and looking directly at them, he began to urge them on with a few chosen words.

  He had two or three fingers inside her now and from the state of his cock he was enjoying himself as much as anyone else there was. There was a lot of movement going on now both inside and outside the fencing and I could see that the timing here was going to be crucial. Even as amidst loud cries and groans of ecstasy she threatened to come, the man stopped masturbating his wife and slipped quickly underneath her, his prick now standing upright like a thick scarlet rod. He clasped his hands around her buttocks but she needed no guidance at all and his hard cock was up inside her in an instant.

  The woman was back to making the noises again now and I wondered if they could be heard from the beach side, but no-one else seemed to care. As the woman rode up and down on her man’s throbbing penis she turned her head so that she could face the small band of onlookers (of which I was now one) who were now making almost as much noise as she was. Separated by only a few strips of thin fencing, the heaving fucking couple were no more than three feet away from six erect cocks every one of them being wanked in a frenzy. Suddenly, in a kind of crescendo of sound, they all came at once, or almost at once.

  Spunk from a couple of the younger men shot through the gaps in the fencing splattering over her back and bum as the woman gave one last shudder of pleasure before collapsing upon her partner.

  The crowd gradually drifted away to let the couple recover, and most probably to start planning their next adventure.

  Photo: Belinda the Maid

  This picture was taken as part of a private photo shoot made purely for fun in my very early days as a model. It’s clearly a completely different outfit, but includes what does appear to be the same string? But maybe it wasn’t.

  We laughingly entitled the series “He Maid Me Do It”.

  I don’t know about laughingly – he probably did make me – although in those days I rather enjoyed being dominated. It was all part of the thrill I think.

  Now I’m not quite sure of that, but I must say that I have never done anything over the years that I wasn’t absolutely comfortable about. My cat doesn’t seem too happy about it though.

  A Girl’s Best Friend

  There is a woman lying at the back of the beach near some bushes with two men. She is quite young, late twenties I suppose with a dark complexion and very hairy pussy and underarms. The men are much older than her, both around fiftyish I would say.

  She is has a statuesque figure with long flowing dark hair and is very beautiful. There is a small terrier type dog with them, on a lead which one of the men holds.

  It has become very hot in
the midday sun and the woman lies on her stomach while one of the men tips water over the upper part of her back. Some of it lies in a tiny pool in the small of her back. The dog begins to lick the woman, using the droplets of water as his lunchtime drink.

  Starting at her shoulders the dog scents the odour from her armpits and pushes his head down to get to one of them. The girl raises her body slightly to give him access to one underarm, but stops him when he tried to lick her tit. He moves to the other armpit and again the girl lets him lick there, but not her tits and also covers her face when he tries to lick there.

  The man is still holding the lead as the dog systematically works his way down the girl’s body, eventually reaching her delightfully curved bottom. The man adds a little more water to her bottom and the dog licks both golden brown globes very thoroughly then starts to put his nose right into the crack of her bum. Snuffling and licking like mad, the little dog tries to push his snout deeper into the girl’s bottom and she parts her legs very slightly to allow him a little more access. The girl lies there silently while the dog continues to lick and push his nose into her bottom, hardly moving at all except for her heavy breathing which I can hear from several yards away.

  Eventually the man pulls on the lead to bring the dog’s head away from between the girl’s bum, but still allows him to carry on licking all the way down both legs and even her feet. Finally the girl sits up, strokes the dog’s back, murmurs something and lies back to continue sunbathing, while the dog moves into a shady position under the bushes.

  Photo: Belinda’s stick

  What on earth is that strange looking stick – and what am I doing giving it such a seriously lascivious licking?

  It’s a mystery that readers will have to wait some time to see unravelled, as this strange tale will not make it into the first volume of A Lifetime of Pleasure. Hopefully all will be revealed – and I do mean revealed – in the second volume.

  It’s Not What You Think

  I was taking my regular afternoon stroll when I noticed a nice looking couple lying in a hollow at the back of the beach just inside the dunes area. I sat down on a nearby log and without appearing too intrusive took a closer look at them. The girl was in her early twenties with a very nice figure and the man with her quite a bit older - probably in his late forties - and quite handsome in an Italian sort of way.

  I had only been sitting there for a minute or so when they began to play about a bit. It was only kissing at first but by the time she started to play with his cock they had already attracted a small gathering of onlookers. I took a quick head count and saw that there were now ten of us in all, a mixture of couples and single men, but everyone keeping a reasonable distance away so as not to put them off in any way.

  As soon as the small crowd had settled down to watch, and they realised that it was safe to do so, the couple begin their sexual play in earnest. Just like a real performance show—which of course it was—the couple took great care to position themselves so that everyone can see them before they begin to kiss and masturbate each other energetically.

  The man had a huge thick circumcised prick which soon got really hard and the girl had her legs wide open so that everyone could see her dark fleshy pussy lips begin to swell as the fingers of her man dipped in and out of her vagina.

  Back amongst the crowd, some of the men start to wank themselves off and the women onlookers seem to be almost as interested in them as they were in the exhibitionist couple. One deeply sun-tanned voyeur had the most enormous penis and was already rubbing it like a mad thing, drawing admiring glances from a woman close to him.

  The girl moved position, to kneel with her bottom in the air towards us while she greedily sucked at her man’s penis, carefully twisting her body and looking around at us to make sure that she was not obstructing anyone’s view. The horny couple carried on like this for some time and it was obvious that the audience, as well as appreciating the action were also admiring the self control of the man who was being very expertly sucked off.

  At that point I noticed that the man standing watching just in front of me had one hand down between the cheeks of his wife’s bum and was clearly having a little play with her as well. Just then a man on his own sitting close to them lost control and shot a thick stream of spunk into the sand. That’s his lot I thought as he slunk away. What a pity, as he will miss the best bit.

  The girl moved again to lay down beside her partner, this time with her bottom towards him and reached behind her to take his cock in her hand again. It was just as hard, if not even harder than it was before the sucking and it glistened in the sunshine from all the spit and saliva she had left on it. She let go of his prick as the end of it began to slip into her and moved in closer to him, pushing her pert little bottom right up against his belly.

  We could see all their body movements as they both wriggled and pushed about trying to get into the most comfortable position to fuck, but now of course we had lost sight of their sex organs. Their sex play began in earnest as the man moved back and forth slowly and deliberately until we could see from the look of pure pleasure on her face that his huge cock was now lodged firmly up inside her.

  After playing with her tits for a while—he was in a good position for it—he reached down and slowly lifted her right leg up in the air until it was at about a 45 degree angle from her body.

  There was a loud gasp from a woman lying on my right and a few more grunts and groans of pleasure as the mixed audience of onlookers got a full and completely un-obscured view of this remarkable sexual joining—but it was not at all what anyone was expecting to see! The girl’s little pink pussy hole was partially open and glistening wet with the excitement of the moment, but his prick was not in her vagina at all. Her lover’s great fat penis was moving very slowly in and out of the girl’s arsehole – and everyone watching had the most perfect view of it all.

  The girl held tight onto the arm that was wrapped around her with her eyes closed, while the fingers of her other hand rubbed rhythmically away between her legs, somewhere in the region of her clitoris.

  Still holding her leg high up in the air he whispered something in her ear and without either of them stopping their sexual movements she opened her eyes to have a good look around at those watching her. But before laying back and closing her eyes again the girl looked directly at the tanned man, her mouth slightly agape with pleasure almost as if she were urging him on to greater things.

  Not long after that, the man clasped the girl tightly towards him and gave a loud groan. He had obviously come in her bottom but remained still, his prick half in half out of her bum while the girl continued to masturbate herself. As her fingers quickened she opened her eyes once more, just in time to see the tanned man spurt a thick stream of spunk over the sand right in front of her. Seconds later, with a long strangled cry of pleasure the girl came herself.

  The party was over but the couple still lay there with their eyes closed, locked together in a close embrace while the onlookers, their own sexual appetites also sated for the time being gradually drifted away, and so did I.

  Photo: Belinda and Girlfriend

  I am just rehearsing here with a friend’s wife for a few pictures to include in an album of very erotic Italian prints called “Girl Friends” that I had bought in Paris to sell in my shop.

  We took quite a number of pictures in varying positions and states of undress and I think her husband got a bit over excited by it all. He wanted it to go on forever and kept on dreaming up new ideas and poses.

  It was fun to begin with but got a bit tiring after a while, although all in all I did rather enjoy it.

  Le Club

  In the middle of the summer I spent about two weeks at the naturist village helping out a friend that ran a French based travel agency. One of his staff had left suddenly, I later found out that he had gone off with a very sexy lady at the end of her holiday, and I had to stand in while a replacement was found. Having lived a few miles away for seven yea
rs I knew the area well, especially so the night life at the village as we were regular visitors there all summertime.

  One particular nightclub is a really luxurious place whose owner must have spent a fortune making it into a kind of Romanesque temple. He also owns the adjoining swimming pool, restaurant and oyster bar. The club is on three tiers. The top floor is bright and airy and has nice comfortable wicker style settees and chairs to sit and drink and look around to see who else is about. The next floor down is the disco where you can sit up at the bar or at high tables with 1920’s style stools or take to the small dance floor. On each side of the dance area are a couple of small display tabletops with mirrors where the dancers can jump up to show themselves off if they are so inclined.

  Go down one floor more to find a little maze of passageways leading off to small areas with beds, mattresses or large settees with peepholes set in the walls at convenient places where all kinds of exhibitionist and voyeur sex takes place. It’s all very tastefully done and all very clean and luxurious and is on a par with the best in Paris, Amsterdam or probably anywhere else you can find this kind of thing.

  One day, just as a part of general conversation I was telling some clients about this special place and later on they asked me if I would take them there for the evening. They were a couple aged about 45, very middle class and amazed at what they might see, but a little afraid as well. There was no need of course, because as I told them “no-one will ever do anything to you that you don’t want them to”.

  We started off with a pleasant drink in the al fresco lounge. I sensed that my clients, now my new friends, were anxious to get on so we went down one floor where I left them in the disco section at one of the tables sipping their drinks rather nervously as they tried to take in this quite amazing scenario, and took a wander down below.