Some years ago now, I had just joined AMM and I had attended a house party or two. House parties were ok but I was more of a one on one type and preferred meeting in the bush or under a bridge or behind a toilet block. Yes, I know, a bit on the sordid side but I have had some really good roots behind toilet blocks and with some real ladies.

But I digress, I hadn’t had my tool inside a woman for some time and while my hand had served me well, it was time for some pussy. Almost in desperation, I messaged one couple who ran a group, about a house party but it was a little too debauched for my liking. The woman I spoke to gave me her phone number and after a brief intro she told me that she was planning a beach hand job/ mutual masturbating gathering behind a beach in the sand dunes in a few weeks time that was a little more laid back and she suggested that might be more to my liking. My dick and I nodded our heads, she didn’t see that as we were on the phone, and I told her that I would be there at the suggested time. She gave me the impression that rooting wasn’t on the menu, simply mutual masturbating. I didn’t mind that as I certainly didn’t mind a handjob but I really liked feeling up a horny woman and enjoying the curves and texture of her body and all of its bits.

The day rolled around and not a day too soon as I was randy as a stud bull and I had been abstaining from my daily masturbating so that I would give a good blow. I showed up eager and raring to go at the beach she mentioned. There weren’t many cars in the car park which was a good sign. I started down the track, taking the turns she mentioned (some were a little obscure but I suppose that was a good thing and I managed not to get lost) and there she was, just as she said she would be, stark naked and standing with her hand wrapped around the cock of an equally naked fellow, in a little clearing in the broad sunlight of a lovely sunny beach day.

She had a lovely white skinned body nicely padded as most women delightfully are to the male eye. I was getting aroused just looking at her body. She wasn’t built like a super model, the tits weren’t huge not even big but they had a nice shape and her nipples stood out. She had a nicely shaped arse that formed up near her waist and sloped down deliciously to form her buns which in turn formed the slightest hint of a roll over the tops of her legs. I could have eaten them or at the very least licked, nibbled and sucked on them as she watched over her shoulder.

There was a guy fully clothed in shorts and shirt (that I later found out was her hubby and co runner of the group) standing off to the side about four of five metres away. She had a nice middle age body smallish to average tits that hung forward nicely as she stood face to face with this naked guy, pulling slowly on his pud. He was feeling her tit rolling it around in his hand, not so much pinching the nipple but just squeezing it and squelching it and feeling the texture. It certainly looked enticing and I really wished it was my hand doing the feeling.

There were two fellows fully clothed, standing off the track next to each other just watching. I looked over, hit them with a weak smile and then we all looked back at the action. One other guy, skinny, with an unkempt beard and long straggly hair, naked except for a pair of board short, was off in the shade to the side almost out of sight and masturbating his tool furiously as it stuck out of the leg of his board shorts. He was watching the woman and the guy and really laying into himself, bending his knees, holding onto a poor little sapling he was standing next to for support, causing its leaves to rustle somewhat. He came with a grunt shortly after, giving his tool those final violent post ejaculation sporadic desperate jerks. I couldn’t help but wonder whether I looked like that when I did a standing wank. I probably do. He pulled his shirt back on and after lighting his cigarette, disappeared off down another little track to I know not where as I wasn’t familiar with this beach.

The other two guys standing together seemed to know each other maybe from the group. One of them had his dick out and was stroking himself. I took his lead and opened the front of my shorts. I pulled out my fully engorged tool and stared to pull myself . I had worn a pair of shorts but no undies and so I had by this time amassed a large wet spot in the front of my shorts. It didn’t seem to matter as we all knew what we were there for and who, after all, was looking at the front of another guys pants when there was a naked woman standing there in the sunshine, the lovely white skin of her tits, arse and pussy on show for all of the male sex hormones to go wild over.

Leaving his mate to his tool pulling, the other guy stepped forward and approached the woman and the guy she was pulling, taking time to strip off his top and shorts before standing a metre or so away making himself obvious to them. To be fair the woman had been wanking this guy for some time and they had been talking with the occasional chuckle from her and while he was probably having a lovely time, he was clearly not concentrating on his orgasm and so it was surely someone else’s turn.

The guy being wanked must have sensed the other fellow standing there and so resigned himself to his tool’s fate and turned away as she released his tool and stood back. The other guy approached and stood in front of her. There didn’t seem to be any recognition. I don’t know whether she knew him or not but her hand wrapped around his tool, (that amazingly wasn’t erect – I was as hard as a rock and I wasn’t anywhere near her body) as he bent down and sucked on her tit. I moved in closer and watched unashamedly as my lust took over. This guy was heavily bushed in the pubic area, had a gut that hung out noticeably, well I noticed it, and couldn’t leave her tit alone, forcing her to really extend to reach his cock. He had a chunky cock, I remember that and she had a good grip on the shaft as his foreskin ran back and forth over the knob. He finally left her tit to its own devices and stood up to concentrate on her working on him and that, had finally woken up his flaccid dick. As she pulled on him I noticed that the back of his thighs (his hamstrings?) were quivering. Maybe the strain was telling. It didn’t take long before he let out a quiet, truncated “aaaagh” and a big goopy dag of cum dripped out of the eye of the partially foreskin covered knob, dangled down and eventually broke off and hurtled to the ground. She pulled him a few more times and he backed off. He ran his finger along the underside of his tool to expel the remaining cum and shook it off before wandering away back to where his clothes had been hurriedly discarded. I was getting anxious at this point and wanted her hand wrapped around my tool a soon as possible. I looked over at this guy’s mate who seemed content to just watch as he wasn’t making any moves towards her (he had been there before me after all) and so I stepped up.

I said hello and identified myself to which she showed recognition. As we talked I couldn’t control my lust and so placed my arm around her waist and pulled her to me. I placed a hand on her tit and felt her up running my hands all over her back and arms and shoulders as my hand squeezed her tit. She had a lovely smile on her pretty face and ran her hand over my chest as she looked up into my eyes. My excitement took over and I stripped off my shirt, shorts and undies and pulled her naked body to me once more, rubbing my erection and balls into the side of her leg. She proceeded to now wrap her hand around my very thankful shaft. We spoke for a second or two as if we had met on the street and were discussing the weather. I couldn’t help myself and my hands moved over, under and around all over her breasts as I looked her in the eyes as we talked. She was a sexy woman! As she thrust out her breasts, pushing them into my hand she told me she was glad I could show up as they were always glad to see new members. The double entendre was lost on me at the time. Yeah, I know, I’m a bit slow at times. Anyway, she had hardly stopped talking when she promptly bent over at the waist and holding my balls and the base of my shaft, slurped down my knob and half of my shaft. I was, shall we say, extremely grateful for that gesture. It was really swooning, pass out material. She finished her fellatio of me and stood upright again. It was an all too brief session of sucks and despite thrusting in and out of her a few times I had managed not to explode into her mouth. I thanked her to which she nodded acknowledgement and smiled an almost motherly smile. I hadn’t seen anyone else get their cock sucked and so I felt privileged. Her hand returned to my cock and I couldn’t decide whether to feel her tit and again or return to feeling her between the legs.

Unlike my predecessor, I was cleanly shaven as was she. Her deliciously plump little pussy lips formed a perfect slit framed by her nicely padded thighs (that I dearly wanted to lick all over) and topped off with a very slight middle aged belly.

I love middle aged women, I was a middle aged guy (at the time) after all but I don’t think it was that. Middle aged and older women are so much more experienced and laid back and generally take life as it comes. I couldn’t restrain myself and my hand explored her plump lips, taking a handful of her vulva, squeezing it gently several times. My finger penetrated between her lips, rubbing itself up and down in the slippery lubricated crack and delightful it was. We looked into each others eyes and there were quiet ooohs and aaaahs ushering forth from both. She quietly gasped out (almost whispering that made it so much more personal) “finger me” and I complied with absolutely no hesitation, inserting my middle finger into the warm wet slippery depths of her twat. The animal in me tends to cut in at times like that and this time was no exception. I preceded to finger fuck her with some vigour which she seemed to enjoy as she stopped pulling me and just clamped her hand onto my cock. She held onto my shoulder with her other hand, effectively using my shoulder and my cock for support. After a considerable pounding of my hand into her twat, she instructed me to slow down which I did. My finger slid in and out of her, I could hear the squishy sound of her juices as my finger slowly massaged its way in and out of her lovely little box. She had her eyes closed and her mouth open and seemed to hold her breath, tightened her grip on my shoulder and let out a quiet scream that was coupled with a sort of release of pressure as her orgasm exploded. She let it wash over her as she spasmed a few times twitching and milking it for all she was worth. She puffed and panted briefly and then composed herself and laid into my cock by way of reciprocation. She was crushing my knob in an interesting method that had it over sensitized in no time. I moved her hand to the shaft and she resumed pulling my with the foreskin rolling back and forth over the knob far more comfortably than her slippery knob manipulation method. I braced myself, held onto her tit with one hand and ran my other hand down over her lovely curves exciting myself in unison with her hand racing back and forth along my now rock hard shaft, my balls flapping about under my tool and my hamstrings tensed to an exquisite orgasm, blowing my load onto her leg which made her smile a chuckling little smile.

I was breathing heavily but animal drive kept me rooting her hand, thrusting my hips back and forth as she held it still now. She held my balls with one hand and with her other hand, ran her experienced finger along under my shaft expelling the residue of cum. We both looked down watching it drip down, as it exited the eye of my knob, plummeting down into the sand between our legs.

The hubby came over (I had forgotten about him in all of this lustful action) and offered tissues and I peeled off several and wiped her lovely box. I dropped to my knees in front of her wiping my small dag of cum that had continued to run down her leg with the tissue before continuing up to wipe over the lips of her lovely box. It didn’t need wiping but I just wanted to wipe it. I felt the inside of her thighs; the silky smooth texture was so horny.

I licked the inside of her thighs. I could hear her quiet chuckling (almost an embarrassed sound to it) somewhere far above but she hadn’t moved and even parted her legs slightly so I couldn’t have been doing too bad a job. I couldn’t resist and leant forward and kissed her plump twat and licked her lips in turn. It was awkward and nearly cricked my neck but I tilted my head back in an effort to get my tongue up between her legs. I ran my tongue along her slit and then used my thumbs to part them to reveal her clit. I licked and sucked her clit into my mouth. She was getting a little agitated like a frisky mare and stepping around a bit but I stayed with her, holding her legs behind her thighs, continuing my slurping and sucking. I wiped my face all over her twat, pushing my head between her legs. I could feel her holding my head. She ground her lovely snatch into my face and I could feel her lips rubbing over my nose and eyes. I could feel her legs on the side of my face and it got very dark for a second or two before I emerged once more into the bright sunlight. There was chuckling from both of us and a bit of a scream as I blew a playful raspberry onto her twat lips and inner thighs to conclude my assault on her genitals.

I sat back on my haunches and out of the corner of my eye I was aware of another erection hovering at my eye level and terrifying it was. I guessed that I had had my turn and someone else wanted a go. The tool backed off a little thankfully. It was scary to be that close to the business end of another guy’s weapon. I doffs me lid to you ladies. These balls hung down in a loose turkey neck looking sac, the ominous looking purple coloured knob had about as much compassion in it as the cold eyes of a shark and the shaft was as veiny and gnarly as mine is and bounced around before he took it in hand as he staggered around in the soft sand in a frantically desperate animalistic effort to get his tool between her legs as quickly as he could.

I stood up if only to get away from this menacing thing and retired behind her stroking my weakening tool with one hand and ogled her buns and the crack they formed as she turned her attention to this guy and his tool. She had a nice arse but then again I find most women’s arses nice. I thought for a second that this guy was going to fuck her which I had been informed wasn’t going to happen (and if anyone was going to fuck her I wanted it to be me!) She said something to him and he proceeded to hump her leg instead and run his hands all over her body the bastard! It’s alright when I do it but no one else!

I grabbed my shorts and shirt and pulled them on before having a few words with her husband and casting a glance over at her that she reciprocated as her new lecherous git continued his leg rubbing and fondling as he groped his way around her body. I retired back up the track to the car and home and another wank.