‘Look to your left but don’t let him see you.’ Sen hissed out of the corner of her mouth. ‘Who?’ I tried to nonchalantly but quietly reply as we walked past the scrub in the middle of the dunes. Of course, it wasn’t at all obvious that we were now loitering as I walked back and forth trying but not trying to look where she was clumsily motioning with her eyes. All of a sudden there he was sitting in the undergrowth, stark naked sitting upright on his towel, in the middle of a bush!!! He was nicely tanned and had a nicely tanned cock too, I noted. Of course, we now started to walk away as he’d clearly clocked us and on a number of occasions before I’d clocked him. I mentioned his nice soft brown cock when we were making the very long walk back from the dunes towards Maspalomas. ‘Soft, soft?’ Sen snapped back; ‘It was like a fucking ramrod when I saw him, and he was stroking away nicely until you started your inspector Clouseau impression you twat!’
We continued our long walk back to the hotel giggling and discussing each other’s experience of the desert rat and his cock.
We had taken that unexpectedly long walk, well trudge to the nudist part of the beach that morning because yours truly just had to get the naturist experience for the very first time and I loved it, it’s me to a T. Ok, so we only made it to the gay nudist park of the beach but we were knackered by now and anyway if any gay chaps were interested well that would just turn us both on all the more.
Now back at the hotel we obviously had a wank and discussed going back. Sen wasn’t too keen as; it’s a bloody long way and anyway that soft sand is knackering to walk on.’
We left it a couple of days and then decided we’d have another go, so we packed our huge blanket we’d bought of the looky looky man the day before, some water and not a lot else. We parked up near the Riu Palace hotel and started the long walk through the dunes along the path marked out for those heading to the sea front. After about fifteen minutes we ducked under the rope keeping us on track and, like a couple of kids headed into the undergrowth. It took some time, but we eventually found what we were looking for, a nice flatish patch of sand among the undergrowth in the dunes, but also very close to the path, as this was very important.
We laid out our blanket and quick as a flash I was as naked as the day I was born and lying very horny in the midday sun. There’s nothing like the sun beating down on your bits to get you going. Sen was a little more reticent and kept her costume on for a while. I was already stroking away and loving the feeling of liberation, wanking away for all to see in the sunshine. The fact that there was no one there at this point didn’t really seem to matter. After probably fifteen minutes or so Sen decided to disrobe to my great pleasure and we by now were gaining a bit of an audience. Not many but a few. I started to finger her quite vigorously, she loves it this way and she flicked away at her clit with her fingers and she soon came to a shuddering orgasm, she was loving the public nature of our fun in the sun. She leaned over to me and asked in a hushed voice; ‘Did anyone see?’ ‘Oh yes darling they saw.’ She told me she was going to wank me and give me a blow job and she was going to swallow my load for our audience. ‘Be my guest.’ Was my gleeful response, so I laid back and thought of, no not England, but the gathering bunch of pervs we were now playing for.
One chap walked almost hurriedly past and clutched his cock as he reached where we were. Now we are newbies and have no idea about dogging etiquette so I just said Hola and hoped he might stop, he didn’t. Still not to worry as Sen was now stroking away and I was part lost in that, but also keeping an eye on our audience. The problem with that was that she was going to make me cum far too quickly, but rather like a little schoolboy having his first encounter, this was too good to stop.
The sun was beating down, we had our small audience and Sen was sucking and wanking and I was cuming and there was nothing I could do. Now I could use all sorts of metaphors of erupting volcanoes and the like but let's just say I exploded down her throat and she guzzled on it, no spillage and she kept sucking driving my into a sensation I just had to stop, it was too much. But I wasn’t going to let it stop and held on tight while she continued to suck on my cock until that unmanageable feeling became manageable again. Unfortunately, I had got completely lost in that incredible moment and Sen was too busy to notice our audiences response and like a pair of numpties we forgot to bring our camera to record this experience for posterity.
As I came back to reality, I was able to see the spread out audience just beginning to depart, presumably to have a good old wank of their own. And why not?
We plan to do it all again, hopefully next January but next time we’ll let you all in on the experience and not just in words either.
