More Beach Fun

After our erotic encounter with Dominic, we had a relatively quiet few days until we ended our trip with another taste of things to come. We had explored some of the beaches in the area around Narbonne and Beziers but had not, until the last day of our trip, ventured to Agde. I'm not sure why we left it so long, given that the reputation of the place sounded like good fun, but anyway, we found ourselves on the beach there. Because we had ambled in along the sand from the textile beach to the East we weren't quiet in the centre of the action as it turned out. It was perfectly pleasant laying there, checking out all the naked flesh being paraded before us, and marvelling at the fantastic variety of beach-going body-forms. From wannabe poseurs to golden oldies; a range that made us, a couple in our early fifties, feel not out of place. After a couple of hours soaking up the rays, we noticed that there was a crowd of people all standing together a little way further along the beach. 'Maybe it's a Punch and Judy show', one of us suggested, hilariously in retrospect. We decided to investigate so we made our way through the sea of naked flesh to check out what was going on. On closer inspection it didn't look much like Punch and Judy - more like Suck and Fuck! Once we had been able to wriggle through the three deep crowd and get a look see, we were entertained to find it was two couples, one pair buried in each others groin, licking and sucking, the others just good plain fucking. Our beach attraction crowd turned out to be a 'spectacle' as we later discovered they were called locally. Certainly beat the 'end of the prom' type amusement we had been naively expecting. The crowd was an eclectic mix of single guys and couples, many openly playing with their cocks, or caressing their partners, while they appreciated the explicit show taking place before them. As Ann and I stood watching, I felt her hand close around my cock and gently start wanking my shaft. Anywhere else, this might have seemed rather out of place, but here it seemed to be expected. I sure as hell wasn't complaining... This went on for a few minutes before I felt Ann nudge me and gesture for me to look down at her other hand, where from somewhere she had found a nice, tanned cock to play with. This was her first experience of 'beach skiing' - we were certainly having an enlightening holiday! I moved my hand down over her lovely bottom and sought out her pussy from behind. As I delved into her most private place I was very amused to find I hadn't got there first. The guy whose cock she was playing with had his fingers rubbing slowly but firmly over her clitty and as we realised each others presence, we grinned at each other like two naughty school k**s caught with their hands in the sweet jar. All around us, rudeness was in full flow. Ann leaned her head towards me and whispered that she was going to come and to hold on to her because her legs had gone weak. I felt her judder as she came and her pussy noticeably dampened. Our new friend grinned ever wider, seemingly pleased with his handwork. The show was coming to an end and we cracked up when the assembled crowd politely applauded the couples as they climaxed; what a bizarre sexual wonderland we had wondered into. We nodded to Ann's skiing partner as we followed the slowly dispersing crowd back towards our towels. 'Better than Punch and Judy' suggested Ann as we sat down to soak up the afternoons last sunshine. Our sexual senses were now on full alert but somehow we managed to lie down on our towels and relax again, although we were now starting to be aware of all the stroking, poking and fondling going on around us. The sort of behaviour that would outrage the average prudish beach goer in good old Albion seemed to be de rigeur in this particular stretch of our European neighbour. Absolutely fine by us, we agreed, still smiling from our recent fun. As the afternoon wore on, the numbers on the beach eventually started to thin out, although small knots of people remained. Remaining naked, we reluctantly gathered up our towels and wandered along the beach, being nosey as to what might be still happening. Two very attractive, and interestingly pierced, women were starting to caress each other, playing to the small collection of guys sat and stood around them, although much less numerous than the tightly packed spectacle we had earlier witnessed. We stood there enjoying the sight of two very smooth pink cunts being licked and fingered, while the small crowd registered their approval with a fine display of erect cocks being slowly wanked. I was captivated by the erotic tableaux, to the extent that I hadn't noticed what Ann was up to until her soft lips closed around my hardening cock. That was a nice surprise, the sexually charged moment completely overwhelming the last twinges of reserve I might have felt. Her tongue was running over and around my glans and as I glanced down I could see that her spare fingers were rubbing her soaking pussy lips, obvious between her crouching, spread thighs. Despite being utterly captivated by the glorious hornyness of the situation, I was aware that we had attracted the attention of two or three guys, who were obviously impressed at the brazen rudeness of my wife's oral attentions. When I next dragged my eyes away from the two entwined women, I discovered that Ann had found another, large and beautifully brown cock to play with. The owner was a handsome young lad, sporting a tight physique and a broad grin; next second we are giving it handshakes, hugs and introducing ourselves - could this place get any more sexy and laid-back? Pumping the thick shaft of a strangers cock is one thing, but Ann (and I) much prefer people who can hold a conversation, no matter how linguistically limited, to an anonymous grunter. This young man might be old enough to be Ann's son, but he was cute, funny and fit, with the additional benefit of having a very long, hard cock. After a minute of two of gently pumping our erect cocks, she quietly asked our new Spanish-Brazilian friend, if there was somewhere a little less conspicuous where we could enjoy some fun, particularly his impressive member, she might have added! Rabbiting away like old pals we wandered, hand in hand, along the beach until we reached a little corner in the line of dunes. Our friend had the measure of the few followers, who were told to keep their distance in no uncertain terms; we might have been getting well into the naughtiness of our surroundings, but we weren't quite ready to be the centre of a spectacle just yet. Once we had dropped our beach bags and spread out the towels, we began to get better acquainted. Ann reached out and gently grasped the lad's impressive cock before lowering her head to enjoy licking and sucking him into her mouth. He wasn't the only one with a stiff cock, but first I wanted to taste her juices as they seeped from her lovely wet hole. Getting to my knees I leaned over and began to lap at her cunt, fingering her hole while my tongue toyed with her clitty. From her glances I could tell that Ann was really enjoying going to town on his now thick, hard and long cock, before she shuddered to her first cum, further wetting my mouth as confirmation. This continued for a few minutes until I decided that my cock needed some attention, and wriggling round, slide it in to her slippery pussy. I was in heaven, along with, I'm pretty sure, the other two. Ann was sucking and slurping away on the young man's wonderful prick as I slide slowly, slowly in and out of her delightful hole. Looking up, I realised that there were three or four guys sitting around us, playing with their hard cocks, but keeping a respectful distance after our new friend's warning. This just added to the sexually charged atmosphere - they weren't intruding and it was great that our little threesome was providing so much pleasure for everyone. After a while, my cock was throbbing with arousal and I was in danger of filling Ann's cunt a little too quickly with hot spunk. Just then, she decided to move things on a little, shuffling around until her open-legged display enticed our friend to slide his massively engorged cock into her wet and willing hole. I knelt by her head and fed my own stiff prick into her mouth, when she sucked me in time to the thrusts she was receiving in her pussy. It was fantastic to watch his thick member opening her up completely, her lips being dragged in and out with the movement of his shaft. Who knows how long it was, but it was certainly hitting the spot as far as Ann was concerned, and let's face it, the young have a particular rigidity it's hard to maintain with increasing years, although the electric situation had me at totally full hardness. Ann twisted around again, and onto her knees, presenting our friend with her open, dripping fanny from behind. This allowed me to scoot round and sit open-legged in front of her so that she could suck my cock while getting pounded at the other end. Our young friend had certainly found his rhythm and was banging into Ann hard enough for the slap of their flesh meeting to seemingly echo around the whole beach. She was grunting and sighing as she ground through one climax after another, he silently but purposefully concentrating on the pleasure of fucking her as hard as he could. Meanwhile Ann's lips and tongue were caressing my tingling cock end, although the thrusts of the Brazilian were becoming overwhelming. It couldn't last any longer, and he came into her in a mutual explosion of breath and shuddering. He collapsed onto Ann for a minute then gently pulled out of her. She looked at me and mouthed 'Fuck me' - like I needed an invitation, not! I was in her in a flash, pumping her gaping pussy as hard as I could. Ann managed two more cums before I emptied by balls into her battered hole, filling her with far more than the usual measure, before we both fell back with an exhausted smiles. That was something else, we agreed, and after chatting with our friend for a little while until the evening midges appeared, we gathered up our clothes and headed, tired, but still absolutely buzzing, back to our car. Ann slept most of the journey back to the ferry - it was only the erotic afterglow keeping me going; what an end to the holiday. Ann has a Brazil shirt as a humorous souvenir, and guess where we went the following summer, this time primed and ready to rock and roll....