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NUDE BEACH FIRST DTE

This is the way I remember of my first date with a woman I will call Gloria - I figured that taking someone to a nude beach as first date would pretty much set the theme for our relationship - it did. I didn’t feel like embarking on the whole pretend romance thing, so i put an ad in Craigslist entitled Wanted: Nude Beach Companion. As much as I enjoyed having sex with strangers, at Cobblers it was nearly always with other men, and I was craving some vaginal pleasure. I didn’t get any sex at home, even when she was younger my wife wasn’t much into sex. Despite promises that she would improve – she in fact became less sexually inspired. So, I did what seemed natural – if you’re not getting it at home, go and get it somewhere else. For a long time, I was one of the M’s in a very happy and active bisex MFM. The other two where a couple, he couldn’t get an erection (I assumed a prostrate operation – I never asked), she loved sex, and being sexy. We spent a lot of time cavorting at Cobblers Beach in Sydney – it was fun. But, at this time, they were away on an extended trip to Asia – so I was feeling sexually lonely and increasingly horny, and bi-sex just wasn’t doing it for me. I had quite a few replies – but, because I wanted to go to the beach mid-week, that weeded out a few ; a few others dropped out when they realized that nude beach companion also means sex partner. Finally I settled on one person and we arranged to meet the next day at a café in the suburb near Cobblers ...

... Beach. As I walked towards the café there was a athletically lanky woman with a mop of red curly hair, wearing a simple cotton sundress sitting at one of the outside tables we had agreed on. She was wearing large sunglasses – which she had said she would be wearing - she had a pleasant healthy face, she smiled, “Hello Andrew?” she gave it an inquiring lilt. “Yes, I’m Andrew. And therefore you are Gloria?” “Hi” she replied and without standing held out her hand to shake. At the same time she opened her legs a little wider to provide a glimpse of a pair of full lips nestled between her legs – I raised my eyebrows “Nice view” I said, Gloria smiled a bit more. We ordered coffees and sat together in the spring sunshine chatting and getting to know each other. It turned out that her home sex life was almost identical to mine – except it was her husband who wasn’t into sex – he also traveled a lot. All the time I was thinking “Wow, what a waste”, as far as I could see so far, this woman was very man’s wet dream. As far as I could see Gloria was wearing just one garment – the short sleeveless dress. I couldn’t see her tits, but it was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra and I could see quite easily that she wasn’t wearing panties. She was very discrete, each time the waiter came near, she would casually close her legs and each time he turned his back and went inside she would let her legs drift apart – I had a nice view of her smooth shaved lips and by the time the coffees arrived I had to ...