1. Irene's story - Chapter 8 - adventure at La Mar Bella nude beach


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    closed most of the day today." Oscar left for work. The girls departed for school leaving me alone. I took a nice, leisurely bath, shaved my legs, arm pits and my vulva. I put on a little make-up. Pulled my hair back into a ponytail and I donned my favorite sundress. It was a red and white striped halter that came just below the knee. I wore a pair of red silk panties underneath. I examined myself in the mirror. Objectively speaking, I looked good, and much younger than my forty two years. My nipples were erect and evident under the thin material of the dress. Yes, I could still 'turn heads'. I packed up a beach bag with some fruit, cheese, a plastic wine glass and a bottle of my favorite merlot. I folded a large beach blanket and towel together and walked to the metro stop. It was nearly eleven in the morning when I arrived at Poble Nou metro station. I walked down Carrer del Litoral Blvd. and within minutes arrived at La Mars Bella beach, a lovely beach near 'old town' Barcelona. La Mars Bella beach had a 500 meter stretch that was somewhat secluded and was 'swimsuit optional'. Although I had been aware of this nude beach since my youth, this was the first time I had actually visited there. Before entering the beach, I texted Oscar. 'Where are you?' 'In my office. You?' he responded via text I took a picture with my cell phone of the sign at the entrance to 'La Mars Bella Beach' and sent it to my husband. 'You're at a nude beach?' he responded immediately. I texted back, ...
    'The adventure begins.' I put my cell phone away, but could still hear it 'bing' as Oscar texted me several more times. I ignored him for the moment, smiling inwardly, knowing how distracted he must be right now. The sand was a bit coarse as I made my way to the 'swimsuit optional' area of the beach. It was isolated from the regular sections of the beach by a large, man-made sand dune. Since it was relatively early on a Tuesday morning during the school year, there were only a few people on the beach when I arrived. Most of them had suits or 'cover ups' on. I only saw two young girls sunbathing topless. About 100 meters down the beach, I saw two handsome young men kicking a soccer ball back and forth in an area away from everyone else. They were both blonde, very muscular, and appeared to be in their late teens or early twenties. They were still wearing their swim trunks despite being on a swimsuit optional beach. I spread my blanket out on the sand about ten meters from them. They slowed their soccer ball tossing somewhat as they watched with keen interest as I prepared my sunbathing site. I definitely had their attention. I placed my bag on my blanket, took out the bottle of wine, the glass, the cheese and the fruit and arranged them nicely for my lunch. I sat there, and removed my sandals. Nervously, I stood up, turned to face these two young men, and while smiling directly at them I untied the halter top of my sun dress, and slowly lowered it, exposing my perky and erect ...
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