Mature fun at nudist beach (South Coast UK) - Sex Stories

Mature fun at nudist beach (South Coast UK)

You may not know this, but there's a little nudist beach at the far east side of the city of Portsmouth, on the south coast of England. It is actually tagged onto the end of a little town called Eastney, but the beach all runs together into the city and the harbour front. The beach is actually big pebbles and shingle so not very comfortable and the nudist area is right down one end away from the main public area and overlooked by nothing more than an old radar station, which looks like it hasn't been used for donkeys years. I try to go there at least a few times a year, to enjoy the sun, show off my cock to the ladies and have a good perv at their naked bodies in return. What I really like best though is seeing ladies turn up and undress, often from their normal underwear, but that's just the voyeur in me enjoying a free strip show. Anyway, a couple of years back, I had a free day in the week and it was a bright sunny morning and I decided to head of down there. I got there for about 10.00am and it was already hotting up nicely. There is a car park only 100 yards walk to the beach, so I parked the car and headed off with just a towel under my arm and a rucksack with a few essentials in over my shoulder. When I got to the beach, there were already a lot of people down there. As always, a lot of single guys, but a few couples as well and a very small smattering of single ladies. I always walk the length of the beach before choosing a spot, having made the mistake of getting ...

... seated and settled before realising that there was some hot bit of totty further down the beach. This particular day, I chose my spot well. When I walked the beach, I was disappointed to see there were no single ladies with any space near to them, so I chose a spot with a few clear spaces around me. I'd just got settled when a middle aged, I'm guessing late fifties, couple ambled onto the beach and, after a quick look around, picked out one of the spaces about 10 yards away from me. We exchanged "good mornings" with a slight nod each as they started to unpack their kit. They had all the usual stuff, and it turned out they had a little beach tent as well as wind breaks and other paraphernalia, to give them protection from the wind and, it turned out, a modicum of privacy. They messed about setting things up for a few minutes and eventually, their little blue tent was up and the windbreaks were in place, set to allow the maximum sun in. I had a perfect view into their tent as well from where I was, as long as I lay on my stomach. I rolled over and watched the strip show through my sunglasses. As is always the case, the guy had his kit off fairly quickly and without any showmanship - us blokes are all the same deep down I guess and can't wait to show it off. He dropped into his place on his towel, just inside the little alcove they had created, with his head and shoulders backing into the tent. On the other hand, the woman was all for teasing and enjoying being watched. She was I ...