Although divorced I still take summer holidays with my ex for the sake of the children. One a lovely day we took a family bike ride through the dunes and salt pans of a very attractive French Island off the Atlantic coast. As we were cycling along a back road a French guy beckoned us over asking the way to the Luzeronde beach. With map in hand I was only to happy to help but noted to myself that this was the local naturist beach and that the guy, aged about 45 and his blond partner aged about 35 were clearly seeking release from their clothes. With a little mischievous twinkle in my eye I acknowledged our mutual understanding to the French guy and wished them a good day on the beach. I immediately intended that I might use that beach for a bit of snorkelling the next day to see if I could bump into them again, I cycled out mid afternoon the next day and found the beach only half of its normal volume because of higher winds. That said there were 200 people or so, single men and women, couples and families but with gaps of 40 or 50 yards between each. I walked along the beach hoping to catch a view of the couple from the previous day but to no avail. In order to not appear a pervert I placed my stuff well away from the naturists and went snorkelling as I intended (with swimming shorts on) After a good hour I was in need of a rest so came out of the sea and as I had drifted a good 400yards down the beach walked back to my stuff. In order not to appear too out of place I removed my shorts and walked along the waters edge. Half way to my kit I met the couple from the day before, both naked and sitting on the firm sand letting the water lap on to their legs. My enthusiasm returned and I engaged them immediately, ‘Glad to see you made it’ I said and it was a clear 10 seconds or so before the guy realised it was me from the day before. ‘Sorry’ he replied, I didn’t recognise you without your clothes on’, we all laughed. Sensing the ice was broken I engaged in chat about the beach and weather but not wanting to push too hard I bid them bye and walked back to my kit. As they passed me on their way back to their encampment they asked if I would like to join them as they enjoyed the company, I agreed and took my stuff to their place complete with a small beach tent breaking the wind and giving a little shade. Claude was the guy and Birgitte the very lovely lady who I now new was Dutch. We chatted about mutual interests and best places to visit etc for what seemed ages. I couldn’t help myself admire Birgitte as we chatted and always watched intently as she shifted position for more comfort. She was as brown as a berry, very trimmed below with medium size but firm breasts. Claude was a fit guy too and his dick appeared average size but I was only interested in Birgitte. Conversation did move on to sex eventually as we talked of previous sexy adventures on beaches we knew. This talk aroused me enough to get Brigitte’s attention and it was now her who was watching my movements and I helped by adjusting my position for her and thinking erotic thoughts so that I developed a near full erection. I feigned apology but they both quickly insisted that it was OK and Birgitte was glad I found the company stimulating. Claude remained flaccid bit I sensed that he was egging me on with Birgitte. I decided that I had to talk to one of them by themselves in order to find out if there was any possibility of fun and so decided to go for a cool off in the water so that one of them may join me of so they could talk themselves of what might happen. Claude grasped my idea and came with to the sea me and immediately said that Birgitte was getting turned on and I should try and move the situation on. I asked if we should not adjourn to somewhere better, but as I had family with me I couldn’t help and they were sharing an apartment with another couple. Claude suggested that intercourse was out of the question because of no condoms and sand but if I played it right Birgitte would blow me. Claude very much wanted to watch her. I took the hint and when we went back I asked if I could get some shade in their beach tent. They agreed and we all adjusted ourselves with Birgitte near my feet. Claude then started stroking her legs moving up to her thighs and then caressing her breasts and stomach while I watched. Birgitte parted her legs inviting Claude to seek her clit which he did immediately. She was turning into a pressure cooker very quickly and the sight of all this got me stiff and straining which she noticed with a gleam in her eye. But for the time being Claude gently rubbed her clit and breasts causing her to shorten her breath and grind her bum into the towel she was sitting on. As she came she threw her head back and forced her legs closed as though she could not take anymore contact on her clit. After a few minutes her composure returned and I was still stiff anticipating her reaction. Claude just said ‘ James looks like her would like to have some of what you have just had’ and Birgitte needed no second invitation before she grabbed my cock and sucked it all in to her mouth as though she was licking an ice pop that was melting. She got on to her knees between my parted legs and then stated an expert blowjob. Claude watched and encouraged giving small instructions that I could not understand but it was clear that Birgitte did as she withdrew my cock and licked the rim of my bulb before running her tongue down the shaft to my balls. She probed my arse with a finger and then asked me to get on all fours as she tongued my arse. It was incredible as her warm tongue flicked around my puckered bum while she wanked me slowly with a free hand. She was enjoying herself too and while I was still on my knees got under me in a 69. I gorged myself on her sweet tasting pussy as she went flat out on my cock. I was keen that she orgasm again and although I was pumping my cock into her mouth from above was lapping furiously at her clit. It was working as she started writhing and bucking beneath me and as she came she squeezed my head so hard I had to pull away. But she kept on sucking my cock and it was now a real face fuck as I pumped as hard as I could into her. As I came she withdrew my cock and wanked me on to her face and tits. I was not sure if that was because she was not a swallower or for Claude’s benefit so he could see the money shot. But he loved the sight almost applauding the pair of us. I would like to say we met again and that I fucked the lovely Birgitte but both our holidays conspired not to have us at the lovely nudist beach together again. But I am always hopeful of other adventures. All this happened last week.