About five years ago now, my wife and I took ourselves off on holiday to Majorca and as always, prior to the off, I went online to check out any nudist beaches we could visit whilst there. Plenty. Thought it looked like the best one was about an hors drive from our hotel so one day we went for a drive and I headed to Es Trenc beach. After parking up we walked along the front to a bar, got ourselves some provisions and continued to a concrete bunker type structue. Along side this was a staked fence which had seen far better days and had been trampled down to allow access to the dune area behind it. I took this as a protected area but noticed both men and women taking a stroll into it and coming back a few minutes later though most men seemed to just disappear. After a short while, nature called and I too wandered off into the dunes for a piss. I came across a woman squatting and relieving herself. Without batting an eye, she looked at me, smiled and carried on. I was a bit flabbergasted but my need was great so I just stood and let go, sending a cascade of gold ahead of me. She commented on how I must have needed that and I agreed. She then said if I was looking for some fun, why not go for a stroll further back and head up to the woods, an area I had not noticed from the beach. With a sly smile she said good luck and 'maybe I'll see you up there later'..... So, stark bollock naked I strolled up to the edge of the woods and couldn't help but notice how many men were moving around, darting in and out of the trees and bushes. Wow. Nirvana! Having been gone long enough and not to raise any suspicions I went back to the wife and continued sunbathing with her for the rest of the afternoon, cursing to myself and wanting to explore further. Late afternoon came and we packed up and headed back to the hotel. Now, as luck (or fate) would have it, my wife had lain in the sun too long and was having a hard time with a touch of sunstroke, bright red and sore with a banging headache. By morning she was feeling like shit and declared there was no way she would be going anywhere today and for me to feel free to do what ever I liked for the day. I casually mentioned how much I had liked the long sandy beach we went to the day before and she agreed I should go saying she'd see me later that evening. Beach bag packed with water and a sarong, off I went and got there about an hour later and as before, headed along the beach til I got to the broken fence. A little way in I took my shorts off and wrapped the sarong around myself into a dhort mini skirt affair and climbed the hill to the woods. I found a tunnel in the bushes and crouched low and wound my way along til I came to a path anf followed it to a cross road and there stood against a tree, stark naked and sporting a gorgeous hard on was a guy, completely shaved just like myself so as I approached him I casually took the sarong off and put it in the bag and walked up to him. No sooner had I reached him than he knelt down and started to suck my rampant cock. Lovely. There were other guys of all ages passing by and looking and I felt the occasional hand on my bum as they walked past, one even putting a finger straight onto my hole entrance. After I had reciprocated giving my new found friend a suck and wank I made my way further up and wandered around checking out all the guys, some clothed, some wearing just a tee shirt and some like me, stark naked. So spoiled for choice and incredibly horny. There were small areas where people had made swings, tables etc and groups of guys were either sucking or fucking to their hearts content. Incredible. During the day I must have sucked and wanked at least 20 cocks, there was so much going on. Towards the end of my trails I came across a path leading up to a very small area with a low bough overlooking the dunes and stopped for a fag,, watching the antics of guys fooling around. I had hung my bag at the end of the branch and was slowly wanking, leaning against the branch when I heard people approach and looking round noticed an older gent, grey hair, tall slim and also fully shaved and with him was the woman who I caught having a pee earlier. He said hi and can I spare a cigarette? No problem, so we all stood there chatting, I had changed position and was facing away from them with my arms in front of me resting on the branch and he gradually moved behind me and started to stroke my back and shoulders. The woman was making soft sounds of encouragement and II could feel his cock nudging against by bum and slowly I started to wriggle my arse back and forth and sideways getting him harder and letting him know I was by now gagging for a nice steady fuck. He took the bait and within seconds had produced a tube of lube from his own bag and applied it to his cock and returned to rubbing himself against my arse. We continued thus for a short while until he got his cock right in between the top of my thighs and I stuck my arse out and he gently started to insert his cock into my bum. A slight pop and he was in, moving ever so gently and getting deeper on each push. God, I just love being fucked when standing up! We were at it for a good half hour, his companion was touching and wanking my cock every so often and when he finally came he shot loads into me, he was such a heavy cummer. I too started to cum and emptied my load into the womans hand which she slowly and with obvious relish, licked up and swallowed. I had to go soon after but managed to get in a couple more sucks and about three handfuls of cocks wanked to completion. Into the sea for a wash off and back to the car. Unbeknown to me my previous companions had followed me to the car park and were parked just a few cars away. I looked over and they were smiling away. I opened the car door and was starting to put my shorts back on when he came over and handed me a piece of paper with their hotel details written on it. Turns out their hotel was about 20minutes away from mine so we arranged to meet up again before my week was up and having got the wife absolutely plastered one night, made my way to theirs and had a fantastic replay. If you ever go to Majorca and want guaranteed cruising of the finest, get yourself off to Es Trenc. Can't recommend it enough!