My Favourite UK Beach

If you have never been to Ross Sands on the North East Coast of England then you should, it's beautiful and very quiet. I have to drive over 40 miles to get there and try and do so as often as I can during the short English summers. There is no car park as such, just a long lane that comes to an end which provides ample parking for those who are then prepared to make the walk of a mile or so to the beach itself. There is really only one path in and out and once you arrive you have two options half a mile of wide expansive beach to the south or two miles to the north. Heading north you will come across the nudist section after about half a mile, although you may not know it as most people will stick to the dunes at the back of the beach - mainly for shelter rather than being shy. The beach is used by a few dog walkers so there is always some passing traffic and no one likes to offend anyone. Having said that, there are occassionally people who will sit on the main beach.

Typically when I arrive, I tend to head north but do so along the top of the dunes rather than on the beach. It's harder going but it does mean that you get to see who is already in the dunes. I'll head along until I'm about half a mile from the entrance and at that point I will lose my t-shirt and shorts, give my cock a few quick strokes to wake it and then carry on naked. Unfortunately, men always outnumber women but there is usually at least one woman each time I visit and wherever possible I try to find a spot close to them, if it's not possible, I keep on going.

There is a larger dune after about three quarters of a mile and that's where the regular men seem to congregate. They are friendly enough but I have no real interest in them but when walking through naked I do see some of them check me out and one or two will be sporting semi's and idly playing with their cock. This doesn't really bother me as I just keep heading along and down the other side where my favourite spot is.

A couple of hundred yards on from the large dune is a gate to a small path, I'm not sure where it goes and it rarely seems to be used. I have a spot at that point which affords me a view of the beach looking north and, if I stand up, I can see most of it looking south. I can be seen from the beach but I'm usually a distance from the waters edge where the walkers are. It's here that I like to lay my towel, have a drink of water, put some sun tan lotion on and then start to wank.

Over 50 now, I can sometimes take a few minutes to get hard but once I do I have 7 inches to play with and I like to edge and maintain an erection for as long as I can before I cum. I'll keep an eye on the beach in the hope that someone, either a female or a couple, is walking along, I can always see them before they see me so that gives me a chance to lie in a position that looks as though I'm wanking without me knowing they are there. I'll lie back with my knees up, legs spread and my fist slowly pumping my cock, always with an eye on the walker. Half the time they don't even see me and of the people that do, most will just turn and look the other way. Surprisingly, it's couples that take an interest, although so far that's always been in the form of one of them pointing me out to the other and then smiling before carrying on.

Within the first half hour or so my excitement can often get the better of me and having wanked and licked as much precum off my fingers as I can get I will often cum at the simplest of things, usually a young woman walking along the beach. I shoot my spunk so that it flows over my hand and on to my belly before licking my fingers clean. I like my own cum but only in small doses so I don't tend to try and catch every drop. I'll then clean up, pop a viagra (I am now over 50) and rest for an hour to allow it to take effect.

During that hour I will eat, drink, read or go for a bit of a wander, either down to the water or along the beach if it's really quiet. The beach isn't signposted as a nudist beach so I try not to approach people who are dressed so as not alarm them or put them off. I do think that a couple of signs would actually encourage more people to give nude sunbathing a go.

After an hour I will try and coax my cock to life again, gently squeezing and pulling it until it returns to it's full size. The viagra certainly makes it feel stronger and as my erection no longer needs constant attention to stay hard it gives me one or two more options. I can now stand and walk about a bit more and I've even walked down to the waters edge with a full hardon bobbing up and down in front of me, although not in sight of anyone, to my knowledge at least.

On occassion, I have other nudists, usually men, within 20 or 30 yards of me and I don't mind them seeing me stiff but I don't want any interaction with them. Once I was lying wanking and hadn't realised that two guys near me had packed up and were heading home - not until I looked up to see one of them watching me and smiling. I sort of covered up and they headed off but I since wish I had just spunked over my belly instead to give them a bit of a thrill.

I can edge for a lot longer the second time and I'll also get a bit more daring, I'll sit, or kneel, to wank when people go along the beach so that they know that I'm wanking and can see them if they spot me. On one or two occassions, I've even just stood up and blatantly stroked my stiff cock but I tend to only do that at quiet times and when one or more females are passing, even then I can never be sure they are watching.

Eventually, though I will take myself over the edge and cum for a second time, sometimes standing or kneeling I'll let my spunk shoot in to the sand but more often than not I will be on my back with my fist furiously pumping my cock up and down until spunk starts to fly. It will hit my chest, belly, legs and it once hit my face. I'll lie to recover for a minute or so, licking my fingers clean of spunk once again and as I'm hornier perhaps gathering one, or two, of the other bits of cum to eat before rubbing the rest in to my body. I will usually pack up and leave shortly after this.

When I head back to my car I once again do so via the top of the dunes just to check to see if anyone interesting has arrived while I have been at my spot. It's very rare that anyone has as it's usually getting quieter but this is also the time that I have stumbled across one or two of the guys getting frisky, most memorably walking past two guys in a 69 position. None of us batted an eyelid, they didn't stop and I just kept going. There was also a couple where he was licking her pussy but they stopped and covered up as I approached, despite the fact that I was also naked.

I will continue to walk naked back along the beach until I see someone dressed, that's when I cover up again, although I did once stumble across a woman (dressed) in the dunes who gave me a huge smile when she saw me naked - unfortunately, her husband and sons were very near so I smiled back and carried on before getting dressed when I was out of sight.

So, that was a fairly typical trip to Ross Sands, I have had slightly more exciting trips and I'll write those up when I can.