Unusually for me, this is not a tale of a gay or bi escapade per se. It does however start with my arrival at a well known gay/family beach area called the Lagoons at El Cotillo on Fuerteventura. If one passes the main area, you come to a very rough parking area and a smallish beach with the obligatory stone bunkers. Having set up camp I went for a stroll, naked as nature intended and needing to piss, went behind the rocks at the end of the beach, keeping an eye open for any oportunity....as you do. Well, after relieving myself I turned around and noticed a guy walking gingerly across the rocks, looking in my direction. I pretended not to have seen him but took a full handful of my cock and balls and gently played with myself, getting harder as he came closer. A brief hello and he was on his knees sucking me as hard as he could. Lovely. Once I had cum, he lost all further interest and went on his way. I returned to my bunker and after getting a quick drink and half a french stick sandwich down me, I felt full enough to stop and go for a paddle in the low warm water ahead of me, it looked really inviting. In this pool there was a young couple splashing about, an older guy holding onto some rocks and moving back and forth with the waves and a couple of kids. (Hold on now.this is not anything untoward,).... Anyway, they were fascinated by the fish so I grabbed the remains of the french loaf and got back in the water, taking chunks off the bread and feeding the fish which were going mental around my legs. The kids were intrigued so I gave both of them some of the bread and off they went to feed them a little way off from where I was stood. I heard someone approaching from behind me and looked around to find a rather good looking woman of around forty with very big breasts and a smooth as silk pussy, heading towards me. Thinking she might want to know what I was up to, I said 'oh hi, just given your kids some bread to feed the fish' to which she replied, 'oh i'm not their mum', I just wanted to get in the water'.... After introducing ourselves to each other, asking 'are you on holiday? Do you live here? etc etc...as one does, we stood chatting to each other, knee deep in the warm current and noticed that the tide was gradually coming in, still warm but with rushes of cold every so often and getting deeper. She shouted to the kids to get out as the water was rising and off they went to wherever they came from. More talking and after ascertaining her husband was with her further up the beach and would I like to join them as I was on my own. I just couldn't keep my eyes off her tits, I was beginning to get a little hard with the water now up to my cock and swirling around, resting on the top of the water bobbing about. Without any hint of embarassment she stated her pussy was getting wet...well it would wouldn't it, what with the water rising. She was giggling every so often saying it felt really nice. Then without warning, she told me she saw me earlier with the guy behind the rocks getting a blow job! She obviously saw the raising of eyebrows and I probably blushed a little but she said it was nice to watch and could she peruade me to let her husband have a go and maybe I could reciprocate? My cock was now tring to leap out the water and slowly and very gently, she reached out and started to stroke my cock, back and forth, moving my foreskin over the head and back again. This was getting too much and I said I needed to get back to my bunker to 'dry off'. I started to get out and invited her to walk with me. She followed on, I just couldn't help myself, my cock was bouncing around, hard as iron and I put an arm around her waist and guided her to my bunker where we laid down and she continued to fondle me, all the while asking me to play with her husband while she watched. Sickener alert!! You can guess the rest!