1. How I met my exhibitionist wife, Chapter 2


    Date: 10/11/2014, Categories: True Story, Black, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, massage, Voyeurism, Wife, Author: rueyov, Rating: 73.3, Source: sexstories.com

    play with her. It turned out that they got along fine. While back east I had described the nude beaches west of the peninsula that I had found, the Red, White and Blue beach, Pescadero and Grey Whale Cove. She was fascinated with the concept of spending the day at a public beach with nothing on and I promised that we would check them out. I was curious how she would respond being naked in public all day. The Red, White and Blue beach is about 5 miles north of Santa Cruz on Hwy 1. It’s named that because the only sign marking the entrance is a Red, White and Blue mailbox on Hwy 1. We turned off onto a narrow dirt farm road between fields of artichokes. After about a mile of bumping along raising a cloud of dust we came to a small shack where an old geezer took our money, about $10 as I recall. Already you knew this is it because there are people walking around the grounds all naked. It’s often not a pretty sight. Many of the men and women are pretty dumpy but occasionally you see a good looking girl or couple. This is a family beach and there are kids running all over naked. You can camp overnight here and there are tent sites and spot for motorhomes with hookups. Apparently some people spend their vacation visiting nudist beaches. Ann and I camped there at a later visit and had an interesting time. I’ll tell you about that later. Going to a peninsula beach in the summer is a crap shoot. It can be beautiful by the bay but as you crest the skyline ridge you often descend ...
    into fog which hangs around all day. It can be cold and miserable. This is caused by the strong onshore summer breeze which causes an upwelling of the pacific and a circulation of cold water from the depths to the surface. As the wind and cold water mix, fog is produced and blown ashore. However today was beautiful. We parked and got out our cooler, blanket and towels. We descended a small cliff to the beach passing couples, families and some singles both male and female, all nude. The regulars build a wind fence of whatever is around to block the usually stiff afternoon breeze. We found a sheltered spot beneath a small cliff and put out our blanket, securing the corners with rocks. There were singles and couples on either side of us, the closest maybe about 10 feet away, also sheltering under the cliff. Everyone covertly watches the newcomers strip. Some guys also secretly film you and publish the shots on the web. Ann was wearing jeans and a button up shirt which she unbuttoned and took off. She was wearing no bra and the cool breeze made her nipples erect like pencil erasers. Our neighbors were all watching her strip. She unzipped her jeans and stepped out dragging her panties half way down and those came off at the same time. She bent over exposing her ass and folded her clothes neatly. I stripped with not as much attention from the neighbors. Ann wanted some wine and I poured a generous slug in two cups. She tossed it back and wanted a refill. Her small set of inhibitions ...
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