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Nudist B&B Day 5

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The story continues with another encounter on the beach..

The day after the party I got up early to clean up outside. The sun was already up and shining into my room, so it was hard to stay asleep. I didn't feel too hungover, but my cock felt thick and heavy. All of us had been too drunk and exhausted to put anything away last night. The early morning air was chilly so I wrapped a small towel around my waist and went outside to clean up. I cleared the plates and glasses back to the kitchen, put the lawn chairs away, and put out what was left of the fire. The morning sun was out. Not a cloud in the sky. I checked around the yard for anything else that needed to be cleaned. Lenna and Reef had forgotten their bottle of massage oil which had fallen into the grass. I grabbed it and headed down to the beach where I knew I would be alone. I lay the towel down on the sand and sat down. I pumped out some oil into my hand and rubbed it on my cock. The memory of the previous night made me horny; I had been masturbated in front of an audience and then been part of an orgy where Josh and I played with each other. My breathing quickened just thinking about it. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensations of the night as I lay back on the towel and massaged my whole body with the oil. The sun on my body felt great. I got up and went into the water for a swim. I was in the water for a few minutes and when I came out, someone was waiting by my towel. I couldn't see very clearly, but when I came out of the water I could see it was Josh. He was wearing shades, a golf visor, and white shorts. I smiled and waved. "You're up early," I said to him. "I thought a swim might help the hangover," he muttered. He slipped off his shorts to reveal he was naked underneath and waded out into the water. I sat down on the towel and watched him. He only waded out waist-deep, stood there for a while, then came back out. I laid back and put my hands under my head. "That was fun last night, wasn't it," he said as he got up close to where I was. I replied that it was. Without warning he grabbed my cock and started tugging on it. "I wanna see you shoot a load again," he said. "I don't know if there's anything left," I half joked, but I wanted him to try anyway. "I think I can get you to cum for me you sexy motherfucker." He plunged his face into my groin and started licking and sucking on my cock. It felt great. He took the whole shaft into his mouth and slid it in and out, holding tight with his lips and sliding his tongue along the underside. He was sucking hard and moving fast. "Whoa, slow down, cowboy!" I told him, gently lifting his head away from my pelvis. "Ahhh, so you CAN cum some more. Heh. Okay, a little slower." He stuck out his tongue and flicked it along the underside of my shaft. Teasing bastard! My cock lurched straight up. Josh licked his lips, then saw the bottle of oil. He drizzled the oil on the head of my cock. The oil ran down the shaft onto my balls and then down into my ass. He made a ring with his index finger and thumb and slid it slowly up and down. With his other hand, he massaged my balls and slowly slid a finger down towards my anus. He went around the rim of my hole, slowly and gently. It was driving me wild. "I'm going to cum," I managed to gasp. "No, not yet," he said and squeezed hard at the base of my shaft. My erection softened a little and the urge to shoot subsided. He let go and let me catch my breath. My cock was still throbbing and sensitive, but not fully hard. "Let's see how much you can take." After my cock had relaxed, he started again with his hands, stroking the shaft, playing with my balls, and tickling my asshole. After a few minutes, I was hard and struggling to relax. "Are you close," he whispered. "I think so," I replied. He squeezed me again and let me relax. He did this five more times, bringing me to the edge and not letting me release. I was getting tired and my body was aching for release. "Now do you want to cum," he whispered. "Yes, please," I replied. I found myself adding, "Please," as if I was begging! He started slow, tickling my cock with one fingertip. It immediately rose to attention, and I could feel the tension building in my pelvis and spine. I didn't know how much longer I could last. I was moaning out loud. We were so intent on what we were doing, we didn't notice an older gentleman had walked all the way down the beach to where we were. He was watching us intently, fondling himself through his white bikini briefs. I looked up at him helplessly, my cock throbbing, red, and ready to burst. The stranger knelt down in the sand close to us, pulled his briefs down and started to stroke himself in the same rhythm as Josh was stroking me. I was groaning under the pressure of the orgasm building up. My whole body tensed up from my feet to my neck. With what sounded like an audible explosion, the cum came flying out of my cock in huge gobs. I'd never seen so much come out of me before. It splashed everywhere as Josh kept stroking hard. The stranger held his breath, his face flushed, and he shot a load onto the sand. Josh immediately grabbed his own cock in time to aim his cum straight up onto his chest. He fell back onto his ass and laid there holding his cock tight as the cum dripped down his sides. The stranger pulled up his briefs, nodded, and continued on down the beach. We never did get his name. Josh pinched one of my nipples. "Yeah, man! That's how it's done!" He chuckled then ran a finger through the puddles of cum on my torso. "Glad you chose to stay here," he said in a more serious voice. "Me, too," I replied. We went down to the water and cleaned ourselves. Back on the sand we made small talk until he decided he would try to make me cum again. He coaxed another hardon from me and stroked for what seemed like an excruciatingly pleasant eternity. He was so intent, all his focus on my cock, waiting for it to squirt again. When I finally did, the sensations were powerful, but the cum oozed out this time and ran down the shaft. We dozed in the sun and then headed back to the house where Bobby was up and drinking coffee. The condition of both our cocks let him know we having fun. We all had coffee and then I started my work for the day.

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