An Unexpected Pleasure

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An Unexpected PleasureMy wife and I met Colin and Jayne quite a few years ago. We were visiting some friends in Edinburgh who were hosting a Sunday lunch party and chatting with them we found that we had lots of interests in common: theatre; music; literature; and ballet, for example.They lived locally but had a holiday cottage about 40 miles from where we lived. It was pretty basic they said, but they were gradually doing it up during the summer holidays. They were both teachers, so they had plenty of opportunity.Over the next couple of years, we became good friends with them, and with their two c***dren. We stayed with them when we went to Edinburgh (very useful during the Festival) and we often met up when they were at their cottage, sometimes staying the night rather than drive home after drinking quantities of wine and whisky. You know you are “part of the family” when, for example, you breakfast together in your night-clothes or top up the bath for each other with kettles of water heated on the fire. Did I not say? No running water and no electricity. They were right, it was basic.One year we were enjoying warmer weather than expected so when Colin phoned (from the pub) to ask if we wanted to join them for a picnic on the beach the next day we were happy to say yes.We drove over to their house and piled into their Range Rover before heading south towards a secluded beach a few miles away. “There’s an area of rock pools at the north end of the beach” said Jayne, “and with all this sunshine the pools will have warmed up nicely”.As canlı bahis soon as we reached the beach we changed out of shirts and shorts and plunged in. It was glorious. Warm and windless. We all spent a couple of hours splashing about, diving for shellfish, and generally enjoying ourselves.Then we adults changed out of our wet swimwear and pigged out on a splendid lunch, accompanied by lots of cold prosecco from the cool-box. By this time, I think we were all ready to doze in the sun for a while, but the c***dren had other ideas and so accompanied by Colin and my wife they went off to explore rockpools further along the beach.After clearing up the detritus of lunch Jayne and I lounged in the sun for a while, sipping the sparkling wine and chatting. After a while I said “I’m getting a bit hot now, might be an idea to have another swim to cool off. Do you want to join me?”. “No thanks, I’ don’t want to get my hair wet again it’s just about dry now.”I reached over for the bag containing my trunks and went behind a rock to change. “Bloody Hell”, I moaned “I hate putting on wet, sandy trunks”.“Well don’t bother” came the response “Just go skinny dipping, it doesn’t bother me”.Which is what I did. There is something so exhilarating about swimming in the nude. It’s not just the feel of water flowing around your cock and balls. I can’t really explain it, but it is quite arousing too.When I’d had enough I called over to Jayne “Can you bring me a towel over please?” and hauled myself out of the water onto the rock ledge.“I can see you enjoyed bahis siteleri that” she said, nodding towards my semi-erect cock. I drew the towel towards myself and started to rub myself dry.“Oh fuck”, I said.“What’s the matter?”“I’ve got sand all over my cock and balls. I should have checked the towel had been shaken out.”Jayne laughed. “It’s not funny,” I whined “It’s bloody difficult to get it all off and I can assure you sand under your foreskin is not nice. No wonder the Jews and Arabs went in for circumcision.”“Try washing it off” she said, reaching for one of the k**’s buckets. “That’s no good”, I said, “It’s been used to build sand-castles, and anyway there’s sand suspended in the water now I’ve been splashing about. Is there any bottled water left?”“Yeah, there’s plenty. It’s a bit cold though” she giggled as she took a half-full 2-litre bottle from the cool-box.“It’ll have to do.”As she watched me I splashed the cold water over my genitals, pulling my foreskin back to try and remove the sand. “Have I got it all off?” I said, and Jayne lent forward to examine my by now rapidly hardening cock.“Not quite,” she said, and taking my cock in her hand she poured some more water over me and worked her hand up and down, taking my foreskin with it, then massaging my balls to get them clean. I was enjoying this immensely. “Is that clean enough?” she said in an innocent voice “Shall I stop now?”“Don’t you bloody dare!”She laughed. “OK, here we go then. Just don’t make a noise when you cum. Sound travels and even if the k**s don’t bahis şirketleri recognise an orgasm I’m sure Anne and Colin will.”So, there I was, hard and horny in the warm sunshine as this lovely blonde lady pleasured me. Her grip was firm and her strokes hard and even and at the same time she gently massaged my balls and teased my ass-hole with a finger.She kept me on the edge for what seemed like an eternity, taking me to the point of ejaculation before drawing me back but I knew I couldn’t last much longer. Clearly she knew that too and so next time I came to the edge she pulled me over.I had to bite my lip to stop myself crying out as she held me tight so that I could feel the contractions as my spunk spurted out of my hard, red-headed cock and I had to brace myself against the rock to stop myself from falling over as the waves of ecstasy flowed down my thighs and my knees almost buckled.“Mmmmm,” she said, “you DID enjoy that, didn’t you?”“Yes. Fuck yes.” Was all I could mumble through my pleasure.“My turn now then,” she said unfastening her shorts and pulling them down a little exposing a nice hairy bush.I slipped my hand inside her shorts feeling the rough hair under my hand and then as I slid further down I came to her moist, soft smooth pussy lips. I felt her open at my touch and she said, “just rub my clit hard please”. And of course, being a gentleman, I did as she asked.I rubbed, squeezed and teased her amazingly engorged clit and it didn’t take long for her to explode in a shuddering orgasm, silenced by her burying her face in her forearm.“Oh. I needed that,” she said, looking down at my still hard cock “I need some of that too,” but it’ll have to wait till another time. I think the k**s are coming back now, little buggers!”.Ah. Happy days.

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