After our busy Summer in Colorado, we got the opportunity to return home to California in Late August. We had quite an eventful June, July, and early August. A wet t-shirt contest, playing with adult toys, anal and oral sex, and an MFF threesome, not bad in our first year of marriage.
My parents wanted us at the big family reunion and sent us a travel stipend. We needed another piece of luggage so we stopped at Target. Sue found what she wanted and then stopped at the camera section. She was looking at the newest small video cameras. I was surprised since her last video experience was a disaster.
Sue said she decided taking videos with her approval would be perfect for our vacation. Family memories, and scenic sights.
Oh boy, then put in a box never to see the light of day again.
She smiled with her naughty, sexy, little girl look. “If you can be a good boy, I might consider some X-rated action!.”
Oh boy, here we go again. You have to love her.
So we fired up the VW bug and headed west. We went over the Rockies and stopped at Glenwood Springs, high in the mountains. Right on the Colorado River, there is a large public mineral pool and several smaller health pools at the namesake resort.
We went to soak in one of the smaller more intimate pools and Sue decided that we should lose our suits. Which to her was no big deal since she was wearing an obscenely small micro bikini that covered virtually nothing. So I ditched my shorts and enjoyed seeing her tits and smooth pussy floating on the surface of the pool.
She was happily keeping me entertained by playing with her pussy, spreading her lips just out of the water. Our bliss was interrupted when another couple came around the corner and approached the pool.
They had on normal suits, but Sue was not phased, standing up and announcing it was a suit-optional pool.
The couple had a shocked look on their faces. But the husband never looked away and even started to untie his suit. His wife, who was not overly attractive, called Sue a slut and punched him in the ribs to get his attention. I stood up, but with my cock sticking out I doubted it would have a positive impact on their decision. But I nicely invited them to join us. He looked willing but she would have none of it. She pulled him away, with her saying lots of derogatory, unkind things and that we should be reported.
Sue was unphased, but I suggested we put on our suits and head to another pool. We were good from then on and got out of the hot springs without getting arrested.
The next day we headed out of the mountains and into the desert heat of Utah. The 72 VW did not have air conditioning, so the sunroof was open and the windows were down. Sue decided to take advantage of the sun and work on her overall tan. There was not a great deal of traffic, I-70 was not a major truck route and terminated in the middle of nowhere, Utah.. A few cars reacted to Sue’s unencumbered tanning and honked. A couple of girls flashed their tits but all in all, it was pretty boring. The scenery was an ugly desert but Sue’s naked body was a plus. It was as hot as the gates of hell and we stopped at a reservoir and went skinny-dipping. The female attendant at the gate checked our ticket when we left and complimented our wise choice to stay in the buff. She opened her shirt and exposed her breasts.
“Here is your receipt!”
We were glad we put towels down to keep from sticking to the seats and burning our delicates.
We drove until midnight and made it to the outskirts of Vegas. My contacts were blurry and I stopped at the first motel sign we saw. It was not a fabulous spot and I stumbled into the office. The guy asked if we wanted the films and how long we were staying. I said until the morning and whatever. It was cheap and he handed me a key. We pulled up to the front of number 7 and went in. It was a disaster. The bathroom was filthy and the bed had plastic sheets. The films were grainy porn and we about died from embarrassment. We were so tired that we just slept on top of the bed. Everyone else must have just paid for a couple of hours, cars drove in and out and doors slammed all night. We peeked out the window and it looked like a TV vice show. We lasted until 6 AM then got the hell out of there. We drove to Lake Mead and pulled into the campground to take showers and check for bugs. We felt like stupid Midwestern hicks. We were glad we would make it home to the Central Coast by evening. We decided to not tell the family about our night in Vegas.
Both of our families were still living in the area. Sue and I grew up within thirty miles of each other, although we did not meet until college. We knew the Central Coast turf and were excited to check out our old haunts.
My families big event was over the weekend so we decided to stay with Sue’s mom for the first couple of days. We stopped by to see her at work in Santa Maria. My grandparents also lived there and we stopped by to see them, too.
Back on the road again, heading north thirty miles to San Luis Obispo to see my folks. Then reversing direction, headed back to Santa Maria.
It is a curse and a blessing for parents to live so close to each other. Short travel times but both sets want you to stay with them the whole time. You feel like a push-pull toy with no way to make everybody happy.
Sue’s mom worked at the county fire department until six, so we had the afternoon free. We unloaded the car and planned to head to our favorite beach.
Sue had that naughty look on her face and said, “Are we going to check out the rumors about the Cove?”
“We can, if you are up for an adventure!”
“For sure!”
“But you owe me, paybacks are rough. Your turn to be videoed. I think you should shave your cock and balls smooth before heading to said rumored nude beach. We could be twin smoothies.”
“This time I get to video the shaving since it was so crucial for you to secretly watch me. Let's see how you like it, but you get to know you are being videoed. Not an undesired surprise.”
“You also have to masturbate, a complete duplicate scenario from when you spied on me!”
We scrambled and found scissors, shaving cream, and my razor. I liked the idea of going smooth. Exhibiting my cock and balls hairless would be exciting. Her watching and videoing was an added thrill. I tried to act like I was getting punished, but my erect cock said otherwise!
We trimmed off my longer pubic hairs, then lathered up my crotch and I carefully shaved myself. Sue helped around my anus, shaving with one hand and holding the video camera with the other. My cock was fully aroused and Sue fingered the precum oozing out of its head. An illegal additional participation, but having her shave my perineum had already broken the rules. I finished the required last act, masturbating my shaved organ for her. It did not take long before cum jetted from my cock.
“So sexy and it all is on my video!”
Never underestimate the wrath of a scorned woman.
Avila Beach was awesome with a single break and the warmest conditions on the central coast. Our families spent lots of summer days there. My brother and I learned to surf at Avila, on a 10’ balsa wood surfboard!
When Sue and I were in College we spent lots of nights fooling around on the beach. Ocean activities include grunion runs, crabbing, clamming, beer bonfires, lots of kissing, and exploring exposed body parts. We both were amazed at all the cracks and crevices sand could find its way into. A major health hazard!
I had lived in the area all my life and knew the way from Avila to Pirates Cove, a high school party site. We had heard that it had become a nude beach and of course, Sue wanted to check it out.
It was only a mile away and the parking area was down an unimproved dirt road that was hardly used. That was then, today there were a ton of cars above the little bay.
A fairly long, steep trail led to the party cave and then down to the beach. There were a lot of gawkers on top and just a few nudists that we could just barely make our way down on the beach. Pretty sad that there were so many deviant cowards.
We decided to walk down in sturdy shoes with our suits on to not reward the thrill seekers. We were glad we had good footwear since the trail was rocky, narrow, and steep. The nice thing was the cliff provided a visual screen halfway down that blocked the bozos peering from above.
We met a nude couple coming up from the beach at what the locals referred to as the dressing junction. We removed our suits and they put on their cover-ups. They smiled appreciating some kindred spirits. They commented that we were the first smooth couple they had encountered and they loved how sexy we looked. They headed upward toward the circus and we headed down to the beach.
The beach was not huge, a hundred-yard crescent about twenty yards wide. The local sun lovers were kind of a mixed group. There was an unappreciated couple of gawkers who were being asked to leave, but the rest were mostly nude couples of both men and women, not more than thirty people. We decided to go to an open area at the far end of the beach, behind a rock outcropping which provided a little privacy. Sue was feeling frisky and started stroking my cock. She sat on a rock, spread her legs, and slipped her other hand between her smooth pussy lips.
A couple of guys walked up and stopped to watch. They asked if it was okay with us for them to watch and masturbate. They were foreign students, judging from their accents and dark complexion. Sue smiled and invited them to come closer. She noticed they were uncircumcised a particular facet she liked and decided to give them something to write home about. Sue told them to skin their snakes and let us see their shiny one-eyed pink cum spitters! Both guy's cocks were average length but with tiny circumferences. Dark brown skin-covered pencil dicks. They slid their foreskin back and forth teasing their tiny sponge heads. Both guys moved like they were in a trance, eyes locked on Sue’s sexual ministrations. She exaggerated her sucking, looking at the boys and telling them how much she loved cum.
They got within an arm's length, giving Sue a great view. Sue told them that she was going to suck me dry, but since they were so nice, she would love to have them cum on her tits!
It was kind of awkward for her to suck my cock, watch the boys and have her tits accessible for being covered in cum. It did not take long before a group gathered with most of them playing with themselves. A nice blend of jerking cocks and long fingers buried in wet vaginas.
Sue doubled down, sucking and pumping with her little fist clasped around my engorged staff. I erupted, cum slipping out the corners of her mouth. The boys came in second, but size does matter and their cum dribbled onto the sand. Sue laughed which caused her to choke on my slurry. My cum splashed on her tits.
The crowd applauded our performance and booed the dribblers. They were friendly and considerate and quickly dispersed, leaving us a straight shot to the ocean to clean off. When we left the water most of the sand was gone and Sue’s cum burp was washed away.
A tall blonde gal with huge tits came running up to me and said, “Hi Bill, it's me, Janet, from high school.”
It brought back a flood of memories. Six years ago, she was a stunning, beach bunny and we dated our senior year. A transfer from Mission Catholic High School she was a cute, cross-wearing, big-boobed virgin.
I discovered she also had no experience with alcohol and was a lightweight drinker. Our second date was a free-flowing beer bash at the beach and she did not know her limit. I was not smart enough to recognize how quickly she became inebriated. It hit her hard and she passed out.
Bummer! Party over, nothing sexy about your date puking her guts out.
Luckily she lived in a separate little house away from her parent's main residence. I rolled up to her little cottage and helped her get out of the car. She was incoherent and stumbled, and even with my help she barely got through the front door. She was embarrassed and mumbled an apology. I helped her to her bed and took off her coat. Janet was in a ghost-like trance and proceeded to get ready for bed. She proceeded to take off her top and unclasped her bra. Next, off came her pants and panties. She must normally sleep in the nude because she went directly to her bed and as soon as her butt hit the bedspread she was out.
Before me lay a vision of loveliness, sound asleep, to do with as I please. It was the first time I had seen an actual living naked woman. Her breasts were large white orbs flowing out of her tanned chest. I should have left but I was overwhelmed by the visuals. She had nice pink nipples centered in brown silver dollar-sized areoles. I got a washrag to clean off some of the vomit from her lips, but in reality, it was an excuse to still be there looking at her exquisite teenage body if she woke up. I knew it was wrong, but I moved her knee exposing her pussy. She had a fine-haired, brown muff, with big labia. I moved her knee a little more and her pink vagina and the clitoral bump appeared. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath and she stretched out, opening her sex even more. It was a once-in-a-lifetime experience. My cock was getting hard but I decided that I had gone far enough.
I found a blanket and covered her up. I made it back to the car before loping my mule and spraying cum everywhere. It was both the worst and the best date ever. I often thought about that scene, the chance to explore a woman’s body with no restraints but I am glad I did not. I could live with just looking.
It was difficult when we saw each other at school the following Monday. I tried to act normal but her big brown eyes were sad and she looked like she was about to cry. I told her I was sorry she got sick, and I should have been a better date. She said she had no recollection of what happened after she passed out. I told her I took her home and got her to her bed. Nothing happened. She struggled to find the right words, then hesitantly whispered, “Did you see me naked?”
I told a little white lie and said just a little when I covered you up. She said thanks for being a gentleman. But things were never the same. We stayed friends but had no further romantic interaction.
My mind exploded, “Fuck yes, I remember you!! A guy does not forget his first naked woman.”
Her breasts looked the same, only larger. Her shaved labia guarded a bright red vagina, beneath a light brown landing strip. I recovered from my flashback and addressed the girls.
“Janet, you look great! This is my wife, Sue.”
Pleasantries were exchanged, and she said, "I never expected to see you at a nude beach!"
“Well, we all expand our horizons.”
She just caught the end of our performance and complimented Sue on her fellatio skills and a sexy killer body. Janet rambled on, telling Sue about our dating disaster.
“Bill had the opportunity to take advantage of me, but he was so sweet and the perfect gentleman and never told anyone about that night!”
“I would love to have the chance to reward him. I inherited a huge house with a pool up on the bluff. I enjoy sex with both men and women. How about a sexy night at my place on Friday night? Fish and chips, cum filled lips!”
I looked at Sue and she said, "Let me visit with Janet for a minute."
They moved to the edge of the water and discussed something positive, since they both were giggling and very animated.
They came back and Sue said, “We would love to join you.”
Janet gave her a big kiss and caressed Sue’s damp breasts. Sue was looking right at Janet’s pendulous milk bags and latched on to her nipples.
Oh, Bill, she is precious! I will draw you a map of my place. See ya at 6:30.”
We watched her wiggle over to her towel and then return with the map. She looked at my cock and said, ”I should have gone out with you again!”
Sue said, “I thought you were a sheltered country boy. Janet is no choir girl.”
I told her that was six years ago. Look in the mirror. You certainly have changed a bunch since then.
We collected our stuff and headed up the trail. There was a roadblock at the overhang where the nature lovers put their clothes back on, hopefully frustrating the peeping Toms. There were a lot fewer hawkers in the parking area than when we arrived. It was another first-time experience. Pirate’s Cove will never be the same.
We headed to Sue’s mom’s house in Santa Maria, feeling beachy.
We went out to Sue’s mom’s favorite pizza shop. It was great, and we talked for hours. We planned out the next day, deciding to head to Solvang.
We did lots of shopping and ate great Danish food. We had a late lunch and Sue’s mom was tired and encouraged us to have fun at our friend's dinner party.
Janet’s home was part of an original Spanish land grant. It was part of the De La Vega lands (for you Zorro fans, the same family as Don Diego De La Vega, the legendary Zorro). Pretty cool, even if it was a legend.
When we arrived, Janet greeted us naked as a J-bird, showing off her tan. She ushered us into the broad entrance plaza and helped us remove our clothes. Adult beverages flowed and dinner was fabulous. Janet had a smirk on her face and winked at Sue before ushering us toward her spacious bedroom, dominated by a huge king-sized bed. Sue and Janet got me between them, and we spread our kisses all over the three of us. The girls played with each other's breasts, licking and tweaking rigid pink projectiles.