Three Times a Charm

Three Times a Charm by Raj As some of you know, one of my favorite masturbatory methods in a nice solo session out by the a quiet beach. Because of El Nino this year, our weather in California, as well our beaches havent returned to normal yet, so Ive been waiting patiently to have my moment in the sun. Well it finally came in a weird way. I work as an independent consultant, so at times I have months off (hence why Ive been here a lot) I recently landed a two month gig which would take me away from my desk and free time. I had gotten use to being able to lounge around naked for hours at home and visiting with the gang here at TMHP. But all during the past four months off, I had never taken the time to go hiking or driving out of town because of weather or just enjoying being home while everyone else was working. When I found out about this new assignment, I knew my free time was going to be limited for awhile so I took the opportunity to rent a car and drive south to the hiking trails and beaches that I love. It was a typical summer pea soup foggy day as I began my journey. But I was satisfied to just get out of town, smell the air and see some open space. I didnt expect to see the sun given the condition and thickness of the fog. But I did bring my towel, oil, beer, food, book and smokes with me to relax should the weather get better later in the day. Well it did. The coast was completely fogged in until I reached the Santa Cruz county line which was about 75 miles from my starting point. This has happened before, but I wasnt expecting it this day. Bam! The sky just opened up. There is something about this area that the fog burns off and leaves a big circle of sunshine that few people would know about unless you live or frequent there. The coastal road traffic was even unusually light because of the weather. So after a couple attempts to find a beach that had easy access, I settled down in one of my favorites that was easy to get too. I must preface this story for those of you who are not familiar with the Northern California coastline, just so that you dont think Im one of those sleazy pervert who jerks off on the beach for all to see. Our coastline here is a serious of cliffs and coves with small to medium sized beaches dotting the edge. Depending where you are, you have to climb down to the beach from the road above. Hence the difficulty getting to some because of El Nino which has washed away some access trails and paths. Most beaches once you get down to them have a series of rock outcropping, dunes, driftwood and wide cliffs, that make it easy to strip naked (on the clothing optional beaches) and not feel too exposed to miles of flat sandy beach like most of the nation. The day was better than one could ever expect. Because of the wet day, most people were not out cruising the coast, so very few people were on the beach. I suspect, they were folks like me who stumbled across the blue hole in the sky by accident. I found my spot between a rock outcrop at the far of of one of the widest beaches in the county. Spread out my towel, stripped down and prepared to relax. God it was great. As many of you know, my masturbatory session take on a more spiritual side and I had just experience shaving my cock and balls. I was eager to feel what it was like outdoors (Ive been called a tantric (?) masturbator, which is fine by me). Though not completely liking my shaved crotch, I have taken a liking to my shaved balls. I couldnt keep my have off my smooth ball sac.With my spot somewhat shield from others unless you were directly in front of me, I was able to see most of the beach sitting up. I was happily massaging my balls while observing the birds doing their thing, a baby seal wondering the beach and hearing the waves crash. There were others around, but a distance away. So i sat up against a log, opened a juice, massaged some oil on my body and extra on my cock and balls to make it nice and slippery, I settled back to just rest and fondle my crotch slowly hoping not to feel rushed. Eventually I was sporting a ragging boner. Legs open, feet drawn up almost to my balls and my dick pointing 45 degrees to the sun, oily hands around my cock, what a pleasure. I love seeing my cock jutting out from my crotch, but now that it was oiled and hairless was even more of a turn on. I began to think about of an old girlfriend who didnt mind my j/o and watched as she fiddled her clit laying down in front of me. As she was about to cum she would ask me to scoot forward, stick my dick in and not pump but just sit and feel her cunt milk my dick as I came too. So I spread my legs thinking she was there, my dick forced down to me parallel with the ground and wanking away feeling the sun on my skin. I shot a load past my feet. This went on for about 20 minutes. Then to just fall back and relax after a smoke with my cock still oozing cum onto my stomach as I laid down on my back. About an hour into sleeping and laying down, I decided to take a walk along the waterfront to stretch, collect some rocks, cool off and check out the scenery. You could see at the distance, the fog still out there along the coast and inland about 3 miles away, so unless you were there, you would think this was not a beach day, Oh but it was. As I was laying down, I didnt notice more people had shown up, but it was still a small amount over the wide beach. Possibly 10 more. As I began my walk, several coves away (about 75 feet) I noticed a mountain bike leaning against the rock, I just figured it was someone taking a break from the cold wet fog to rest, but as I got closer, I noticed the biker was doing more than resting. Hey, he was into the warm sun as much as I was. The dude was sporting a boner and working it as I had earlier. I just passed him leaving him to honor his moment in the sun. It was cool to see someone enjoying the scenery as I had, but I didnt want to ruin it for him as I wouldnt want someone doing it to me by standing around watching. So I kept on going on my little naked beach hike. When I returned to my spot he was still going at it. We somehow acknowledge each other and our common interest even thought Im not sure if he saw me during my session. But a kept going leaving him to his pleasures. The site got me going again, by the time I got back to my towel, I was sporting a second hard on. I brushed myself off, oiled up again, puffed on another smoke and sat down for another slow session. I was content in celebrating being male with my dick in hand wanking away. Knowing someone else was doing the same thing a few feet away added to the excitement. Spurt, spurt I came again with cum on my hands that I massaged into my stomach and fell on my back to feel the sun bake my chest. It was beginning to be mid afternoon and was thinking about heading back home when more people began showing up. But a good looking couple showed up and went pass me to the far end of the beach where they couldn't go any farther. They were a good looking couple and I had a hunch about them. Sure enough, my hunch was right. They were looking to have their romantic moment too but they knew I could see them. He was a stocky muscular guy, she was short bigged boned with big tits. They were a great combination. They knew I kept looking over at them even as I was laying on my back. I figured they put themselves in my line of site, so anything was possible. They were very huggy huggy so I knew those the the signs to something coming up. Sure enough, she got on his back as he laid on his stomach and eventually the positions were reverse. The site of them playing got me going again. They eventually rested on there sides on the spoon position. He had his hands on her breasts while I could see she reached around to massage his dick. When I suspect he was good and hard, she made her pussy accessible to him and she slipped his cock in from behind. They were doing a slow grind. While this was going on, I was sporting a boner while laying on my back that that could see from a distance. I grabbed a hold and massaged my cock while watching them. After about 10 minutes I came again, too horny and too glad at the surprise day and treats I had. They were still going at it when I had to leave for an appointment I had back at home. But as I packed up, I could see we were looking at each other acknowledging the moment. I wanted to say Have fun, but was to far. I came home fairly rested, and satisfied about my day, laughing how the rest of the Bay Area was in fog as I had the opportunity to connect with nature and watching others do the same. Three times is a charmer.