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The time I [31M] watched a couple [FM] have sex on a nude beach
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This is from a few years back now, but is a story I really love to recount. A number of years ago I discovered that there was a nude beach local to me, and having been deeply fascinated with the idea since I was young I jumped at the chance to go check it out. I can still remember the first time I walked onto the beach and seeing naked people just walking around outside; it was like a dream and I couldn't believe such a place was real. I've now been trying to go as often as I'm able when the weather allows (which isn't oven in the pacific northwest).

I'll begin by saying that this (and all) nude beaches are first and foremost places for non-sexual nude relaxation. And that's one of the things I like about it: it's a great feeling to just be able to get naked outside, in public, and hang around a bunch of other naked people. It's very freeing and something that feels amazing in its own right. But I'll also add that yes, being in a place where nudity is so front and center also sometimes invites less innocent activity. While I spend most of my time just relaxing and reading a book, I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy the "hidden side" of the beach, in which people will sometimes sneak off into some trees or bushes to have more adult-oriented fun. This is a story of one such time.

It was getting towards sunset, and I was on my towel underneath some trees, reading a book. The beach was largely clearing out at this point and I think I was the only one in my immediate visual range, though there were others further up the beach. While I was lying there, a couple walked past me heading towards the opposite end of the designated nude area. She was a petite Asian woman, maybe 5' 5" and in her early 30s, while he was of a similar age but maybe hovering around 6' with a fit build and a shaved head. We smiled and nodded hellos at each other and they continued walking. Like I mentioned, the beach was sparsely populated at this time and the direction they were heading was further from the entrance and exit points. Let's just say I had a hunch what might have been on their minds.

I gave them a few minutes to get some distance so I wouldn't be immediately tracking on their heels like a horndog even though my tactics were just those of a somewhat more cautious planner of a horndog. Once I thought they'd had time to get further ahead of me I set my book down and stood up to wander in the direction they had gone. I had no idea at this point if my hunch was correct, but my heart was pounding with anticipation all the same. Perhaps unsurprisingly for a nude beach goer, some of my turn-ons of choice are voyeurism and exhibitionism, and the prospect of being able to bear witness to what I suspected was about to happen was exhilarating. It was something I'd had the fortune of doing before, but the thrill of it is - blessedly - still plenty strong.

So I was walking around in the fading golden light of sunset, totally naked, and just trying to enjoy the walk without getting my hopes up too much. But fortunately for me, my hunch turned out to be correct. After a few minutes of walking, I came around a corner blocked slightly by a copse of trees and sure enough, there they were. They were only partially hidden by that corner, but not what I would call "hidden"; they were mostly in the open, with her on all fours and he on his knees fucking her from behind. I stopped for a moment as they came into view. This is the delicate moment: while I describe myself as a voyeur, the element of consent is important to me. There is an important distinction between "watching" and "spying" and I'm only interested in the former. So there is a kind of dance that happens in these moments in which you try to gauge their openness to an audience without either a.) being a creep or b.) completely ruining the vibe. Just as you don't want to be the guy leering from behind a shrub, you also don't want to waltz up and say "hello, would you perchance allow me to bear witness to your coitus?". Either poses a risk of ruining their fun and you look like a dope at best and a danger at worst.

So we performed the dance. I walked a little more openly into their line of view until it was clear I was there; staying at a respectful distance but not verbally announcing myself so as to let them continue or halt the exchange how they wished. They saw me, eyes met, I nodded a hello again and they both smiled slightly and did not stop their fucking. That's the kind of permission signal you want to see. I took a couple steps closer but still stayed well out of their personal space. They continued fucking in front of me occasionally shooting brief glances and a shy smile or two in between small moans.

Needless to say, this whole scenario was *incredibly hot* and I'm standing fully erect in front of them at this point. Not able to help myself any longer, I reach a hand down and begin gently rubbing a hand over my cock. She lifts her head up and looks at me slowly beginning to stroke myself before looking up and meeting my eyes and giving me another quick smile. This is maybe the moment I remember more than any other, as it's the perfect scenario for someone who likes watching: the acknowledgement that they see you watching, they welcome it, and they're happy that you're getting turned on and getting off to them. It's a genuinely amazing feeling to have people welcome you as a viewer in this way.

I picked up the pace at this point, and so did they. For the new few minutes, this was how we continued: the fading light of the day cast a soft glow on everything, including our own naked bodies. We stood and knelt in this light, completely naked, them fucking, me masturbating, completely in the open air. I was now just as much a part of this display; anyone that stumbled upon the scene then would have been witness not just to their fucking, but also my masturbating. We were all engaged in a shared sexual display, open for the world to see if they so wished. And the feeling in this moment was incredible. As much as I would have liked it to have gone on forever, the inevitable was well on its way.

I took a few steps closer and increased the pace of my stroking, my hand flying back and forth over my almost painfully hard cock. They noticed that I was getting close and I was treated to another one of those smiles. Then she looked me directly in the eye and licked her lips. It was a small gesture but it was enough. My knees began shaking and I thrust my hips forward as I came, shooting ropes of cum onto the sand in front of them as I had what has to be one of the top five orgasms of my life. I took a moment to catch my breath, as they slowed the pace of their fucking seemingly to let me recover.

There is a part of me that wishes this story continued. I often think back and wonder if I could or should have taken this longer or further, asking if she would have been willing to take me into her mouth and we could have fucked her together, or if I could have at least recovered for another round. But either some iteration of post-nut clarity or simply a desire to not press my luck and respect their space led me to gather my wits back about me, thank them both, and then head back to my towel. I laid back down and simply reflected on what had just happened. Maybe 10 minutes later they walked back past me again, we smiled at each other, I thanked them again and wished them a good day, and was treated to a wink in return. I didn't stay much longer, collecting my things and heading back home.

As I said, that was maybe 3-4 years ago. But it is still quite possibly the memory I return to the most in my fantasizing. It's the kind of moment I always long to re-create whenever I go to the beach, either as an audience member again or as the one putting on a similar show. With summer back in the northwest, it is front of my mind often and I hope it's brought some enjoyment to anyone reading this. If ever I have a similar experience, I'll be sure to share it here, as this was my first post in this sub but I enjoy recounting these kinds of stories and hearing them from others. Hopefully this brought somebody else some enjoyment as well.

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