What I Should Have Done

Just today I was just sitting, thinking, enjoying the sun on [the nude beach]. Now, most of the people I see on our beach are 'well-behaved.' But personally, I'd like to see more sexual activity there. Well-behaved doesn't interest me. After all, sex among humans is natural. But today, I saw something entirely different, and I almost shook my head, like a cartoon character, to be sure what I was seeing was real. Along walks a couple. She was perhaps 35 years old, short and just a bit rounded, with long, very long black hair that reached down to the top of her butt. She might have been of Southern Italian or Mexican descent. He was a tall white dude, maybe around 35 years old also, bald except for a reddish-brown beard a good three inches long. He was kind of pale in his genital region, and on his feet, like he hasn't been to the nude beach very much, but must do something outside that usually involves shorts, shoes and socks. They were totally naked, which I appreciate. I don't like coming to the nude beach on a warm day, and see prudish people wearing their clothes. Like, what the hell? But here's the thing: I first noticed it with her. She had her hand on her hairy pussy as she was walking along, and her fingers were moving rhythmically. She was masturbating as she was walking along! Right there in front of everyone. Then, and I don't know how I missed this at first - I noticed his penis was hairless, long, straight and hard, the tip glistening in the sun, and he was walking and wanking too! They walked right past me. I averted my eyes, as if it would be impolite not to give them privacy. As they passed, and now all I could see was their receding beautiful butts, I finally figured out that I could have stared. Should have stared. They were obviously exhibitionists, and wanted people to see them. That's why they were doing that on a crowded Sunday afternoon. As you know, our beach is fairly short. When they reached the end, they turned around and came slowly back. Still a-wanking and a-walking. And they passed me again, of course. This time I more-or-less stared. I took it all in, and by gosh, my own penis started to rise up a bit. Oh, not a full erection. To get an erection on a nude beach is still a scary thought, to me, at least. It's something about my upbringing. One doesn't just have erections in front of everyone. But, when I think about it logically, I don't know why not. But today, I didn't get fully hard, to my relief. Although I must say, I enjoyed the exciting feeling of erecting a little bit in front of the twenty or so people around me. They were probably 40% older men, 40% younger men, and 20% younger women. The usual nude beach mix. And when that fantastic couple reached the other end of the beach, what do you suppose they did? Right, they walked back down, and right past me again. I noticed that no one did anything special. No one particularly averted their eyes, yet no one pointed, or said anything either. After a couple more passes up and down the beach, they sat down under a big umbrella, each reading ebooks or something with their smartphones. Soon his erection faded, and they became just another couple on the beach. OK, so now that I've had a few hours to think about it, here's what I should have done: I should have walked up to them, said "Hi," and joined them on their walk back and forth. And of course I should have jerked off as I walked right along with them. It didn't occur to me at the time - at all. But if I had thought of doing that, I probably wouldn't have. Oh, if only I had the balls to have done that.