(A mostly-true story, one or two things changed to make it read better. I'm bi, this was a straight encounter. Part 1)

It was a hot June afternoon. I was walking along the nude beach to meet Them, so nervous I wasn't sure I would be able to get my cock hard. We met online, both of us cruising the want ads for sexy nude beach friends. We only spoke a little, and unsure what to expect my nerves were running away. I was electrified with anxiety and anticipation when I read his text a few minutes before –“hurry up, Tess is already naked lol”. My balls pulled up tightly despite the warm breeze caressing them as I left hurried footprints in the damp sand along the shore, passing one moaning couple in an intimate embrace and then another laying face-down in the sand. I wondered if they were Them, but looking at her lusciously large ass I knew it didn't match the picture They had sent me. I kept walking until a voice called out my name.

They looked, well, normal. He was in his early 30’s, wearing only short running shorts and speaking in a slight Australian accent. She was American or Canadian, 27 or 28, and layed out fully nude before me, on her stomach.

“Hey mate, we were beginning to wonder if you would show up.”

“Yea, sorry I’m late. I was at the other end of the strip (the cruising/public sex area), closer to the rock. I should have asked where you guys usually like to come.”

“It’s alright, we’re just glad you actually came. We’d still like to have our fun”

"Me too, I wouldn’t miss this if I had any choice. It always feels good to have a release after a long week of class.”

“You study then?”

We spoke for a while about personal things, school, work, sex, drinking, drugs, mostly he and I, although she occasionally joined in. It was a very natural conversation, honestly, and since we were all a little nervous it helped us relax. After a few minutes we got back to the topic at hand.

Geoff leaned over and whispered into Tess’s ear, just loud enough for me to here “How about if Ian gives you a little massage?”

She rolled over and purred “yes”, telling me her shoulders and ass were tight.

“I can see you have a tight ass”

“Cheeky” said Geoff, then whispered something into her ear and left.

I looked her over, in detail for the first time, seeing her tight, lean body from the dirty blonde hair across her shoulders to the soft-looking soles of her feet, pausing at her taught, round bum, a perky mound of enticing muscle. Not wanting to seem to eager I started on her shoulders. She encouraged me as I ran my hands firmly across her smooth skin, telling me to press a little harder. I did, working my way down her back over about five minutes until my hands caressed her butt, spreading it slightly to reveal the tight rosette of her anus, quivering as I spread her, and my first sight of her womanhood, long pink lips protruding past her outer labia. I could imagine them enveloping her clit and its pierced hood that I had seen in the photos as I took in the first smell of her, my hands kneading her firm buttocks and hamstrings as she let out her first low moan. I could feel myself swelling as the sensual, visceral, sexuality of nude bodies meeting in open air enticed us. She arched her back, pushing her firm, slightly androgynous ass into my strong grip. Warm in the sun I could feel a powerful erection stirring from the very base between my tight anus and now-lowering balls when Geoff silently put a hand on my shoulder, whispering in my ear that I should take the lube out from Tess’s small beach bag and make sure to care for her needs properly. As he sat down on the towel beside us I noticed he had taken his shorts off and was also exposed now. Tess turned her head to the other side to look at him.

In an apologetic tone he told her “sorry, just had to take a leak.”

After a second’s pause he asked if I had been taking good care of her.

“Oh yes, but he’s taking his time” she replied.

I took that as my sign to move on and trickled a few drops of the cool, clear lube across my fingertips. My hand slid between her and the towel, and she shivered lightly as my hand found her piercing, rolling it over her hot clit. I was tantalizingly slow, making her spasm and moan for nearly ten minutes before finally giving in to her vocal desire to enter her with my fingers. When they went into her warmth I found the roughness of her g-spot and circled it slowly until I felt her tense and brought her to an orgasm with a few short, rough strokes. A heavy drop of precum rolled from the tip of my now-hard cock onto the left side of her ass as I leaned back to sit.

Geoff spoke first - “She’s multi-orgasmic you know. You could’ve kept fingering her for hours if you’d wanted”

“Stop it Geoff, I’m not ready just yet. That was a big one.”

“Well then you could at least roll over and look at what Ian’s packing.”

I looked over and realized he had been stroking himself, his cock just a little longer but not quite as thick as mine. Of course, I didn’t have long to look as Tess finally rolled over to show her cute face and deep green eyes. She let out a small sigh and I imagined her lips enveloping me, thinking how it would feel to cum in her small mouth before my eyes moved across her perky b-cup tits and pierced nipple, across the tight stomach that showed her lowest rib and culminated in a mons venus, smooth without the landing strip from her pictures (unfortunately) and finishing on her painted toes and the small tattoo at her ankle. Her eyes settled on my engorged cock, precum-covered tip glistening in the sun. For a second we were all silent, then her hand reached out…