I’ve always had an affinity for the seashore. I like the threshold it symbolises between the hustle and bustle of the town on one side, and the contrasting, open expanse of the sea. I’ve always felt that these kinds of thresholds between one thing and another are the spaces where stimulating and exciting things can happen. I have always enjoyed the intensity and excitement of being on the cusp of an orgasm; the exhilaration and anticipation of catching the first glimpse of a woman’s body as she flirts; running my fingers down the seam of a woman’s knickers and teasing these sensitive areas around the inner thigh, in anticipation of pulling them to the side to reveal the full glory and taste of a pussy; breathing in to catch the aroma of a beautiful woman as she passes me by. These moments are sensual and stimulating… they encompass things like transitions, thresholds, ambiguity, and the feeling of being near the boundary between two states, and can be missed by those who just want to dive straight in! This story is about the enjoyment of being in this moment, on a quiet beach, in Sussex, with two strangers.

 The sun beat off my skin with intensity as it revealed itself from behind a cloud. Moments before, a breeze in the shade of a cloud caused my skin to produce prickly goosebumps, I felt the caressing warmth. My eyes were closed, and my head nestled in a comfortable concave in the shingle of the beach. My sundeck shorts had risen up slightly, but still comfy, and I felt the sun on my upper thighs, which felt delicious.

Footsteps. They were the first I had heard since I arrived an hour ago. This is the joy of such a secluded beach. While it’s not a huge beach, I was surprised at how close the footsteps approached and stopped. I rested the urge to look up in favour of enjoying the curiosity and I didn’t want to interrupt the relaxation. I heard the gentle shuffle of the setting-up at my three o’ clock. Towels going down and a parasol maybe? Definitely some kind of equipment. Zips opening and closing, and then just the sound of the waves and a gull calling out for attention.

I drifted… with no idea how long, but a thirst came to me that needed quenching, so I gradually sat myself up and reached to my left for my bag. The water was still cool in the massive insulated bottle and I took four giant gulps. Cool water escaped and dripped from my chin, down onto my chest, circumnavigated my nipple and came to rest on my stomach. I wiped across my nipple, enjoying the cool sensation so much that I put some more water on my hand and did it again with the other one. Both of my nipples responded by becoming firm. I was in the moment and had forgotten I had neighbours, so when I looked around I was taken by surprise in seeing a couple, around my age… maybe late forties or early fifties, set up just about 7 metres away, and the rest of the beach empty. I thought this was unusual. The man appeared to be sleeping, and the woman was propped up on her elbows, and looking over towards me. I gave her a little wave to say hello and smiled, and she returned the gesture, with a grin, and scrunched her nose up a little in a cute way which said “Isn’t this lovely!”.

The guy wore long, blue surf shorts and the lady wore a bikini, which had a triangle of fabric covering her breasts and string to keep it in place. She had very shapely boobs, probably a D cup size, and her sitting position made them hang down and separated in a very alluring way, so that some cleavage was still very present. The small triangle of fabric revealed plenty of skin down the side of her breasts, and held them like a sexy sling.

On the bottom, she wore a sarong wrap, brightly coloured in red and orange flowers, on a white background, and as I looked she lifted her leg to cause the wrap to separate and reveal a well-toned, smooth-skinned leg, all the way up to her thigh. This gave me a glimpse of the shadowy area between her legs. I was subtle and took her all in without coming across as leering at her. She seemed to like the attention my eyes were giving her. I smiled again and looked away and out to sea.

They were too far away to talk, but close enough for me to have seen the body of the lady really clearly, and she was very attractive. I wanted to look back at her in a subtle way… but as she was directly on my right, it was hard for me to look back without being too obvious. I shuffled, so that I was leaning on my right arm, lay my right knee of the shingle and raised my left knee which gave me a good support and an ideal angle to take a sneaky peek at the lady whenever I wanted. I looked up and saw that the guy was now on his side, with his back to me, and the lady was still leaning on her elbows and looking out towards the horizon.

This gave me some time to study her some more. She had a lovely face, smiling with the enjoyment of the sunshine moment, wavy, mousy brown, shoulder-length hair with highlights, tucked behind her ear. Her breasts were a beautiful shape from this angle, and could make out the shape of her nipples under the material of her bikini. She had switched legs and now had her right leg raised and the sarong had fallen apart considerably more than before. I could see the shape of her pubic mound and I could see a triangle of wispy hair. She wasn’t wearing any bikini bottoms! My eyes were glued on this lovely sight for a while and I began to imagine what it would be like to see her naked.

This is the moment she caught me looking! As my eyes remained fixed on her body, she shifted position, so she could shake her head and adjust her hair with her hand. As she ran her fingers through her hair, she caught my eyes before I had a chance to look somewhere more ‘innocent’!

I had a moment of panic, and felt embarrassed, but instead of looking cross, she smiled at me, glimpsed around at her partner (who was still facing away) and adjusted her position so that she was resting on her side, with weight on her hip, and one elbow, and lifted her free leg so that I could have a full view of her pussy. She wanted me to look and invited me to by running her fingers from her knee, up her inner thigh and across her pussy, gently nudging her lips so they separated a little and I could see her fully. She seemed turned on by having this stranger look at her and admire her, and I could see wetness glistening around her lips and the opening of her vagina. I was being flashed by a stranger on the beach and it was wonderful.

At this moment, her partner turned and sat up, stretched his arms into the sky and yawned. The lady pulled her sarong closed and turned to him innocently. They kissed and smiled at each other. I was surprised to see him grab his bag and pack his things into it. He then turned back to her, ran his hand through the lady’s hair and gave her a passionate kiss. Their tongues were entwined as their lips kissed and sucked at each other. He ran his hand down her back, around to the opening of her sarong, and pushed it firmly into her crotch. She parted her legs, inviting him to rub and finger her, which he did in gentle circling motions. I could hear her groan with pleasure.

I felt that I should look away, but I couldn’t and I noticed myself becoming so aroused by this scenario that my cock pressed hard against my shorts and my breathing became deeper and more intense. I felt self-conscious, unsure whether to look or not, but at the same time, they seemed to accept me being there, and carried on regardless! The lady pulled his cock out and stroked gently. I’m straight, so the view of his cock didn’t interest me, but I was enjoying watching the lady play. She was firm enough to make him gasp, but not so much that he became overwhelmed with the urge to penetrate her. The couple put on this sexy show for a couple of minutes, masturbating each other and kissing passionately. The lady pulled away and then adjusted her position. She turned again to face me and spread her legs, so that I got a full frontal view, and this enabled the guy to reach from behind and push his fingers into her pussy. She returned the favour and reached behind her, grabbing his erect manhood and continued to rub and stroke him. This allowed me to see her beautiful breasts shake and move as her hand wanked him off. Her nipples we’re now clearly hard and the fabric of the bikini had shifted slightly so that one of her nipples had escaped and her boob was loose and swinging.

I didn’t take my cock out fully, but I rubbed it as I enjoyed the sexy show being put on privately just for me! The lady was clearly deeply enjoying being watched and desired by another man. The guy didn’t pay me any attention but seemed to like me lusting after his partner because when he noticed my erection and my rubbing, and my staring at her body, he pushed more firmly into his partner’s hand.

My shorts were still riding up, and my erect cock caused the end of it poked out from my shorts… and as it did so I could feel the cool sea air against it. I made no effort to put it away and the lady looked at me with a quiet giggle. The harder I became, the more it made its way out and I used my pelvic muscles to make it throb an extra bit so she should see it move.

They stayed like this, the man reaching in from time to time to kiss her neck, and as their movements became more furious and urgent, I saw the lady clench hard at the man’s fingers, which were soaking wet and dripping. This caused a chain reaction, causing the man’s cock to pulsate and spurt cum all over the lady’s body and partially land on the shingle between us. The two smiled at each other and sat back.

In no time at all, and quite abruptly, the man checked his watch, made an astonished sound and seemed to give his sexy partner a final kiss, smiled at her knowingly, gave me a quick, friendly, acknowledging look, grabbed his bag and quickly made his way back up the beach.

I lay down on my back, just reviewing the situation and smiling at the sensual and arousing experience. This had never happened to me before and I felt like I had been a part of the experiences of the two strangers, and yet not having joined in, I was separate at the same time. It was a pleasurable sensation; unusual; slightly uncertain even. I glanced over to the lady who was left on her own. She seemed to be doing the same as me and so we seemed to relax and close our eyes in synchronicity.

An unknown amount of time later, I came out my drifting, sleepy daze to the sound of footsteps, making their way down the beach. On looking up, I saw the curvy figure of the beautiful lady making her way to the sea for a dip. She was fully naked. She had quite wide hips, and she had a nice, full bum that wiggled and wobbled with an attractive side-to-side motion. Her hair was gorgeous in the way it hung around her shoulders. Her thin waist meant that she had a slightly hourglass figure and the way she moved made her hips sway suggestively. I watched her shoulders hunch when the cold waves hit her body, and she seemed to take a breath and plunge into the water and then submersed her head under the water, coming up with a shake of the head.

I thought about joining her, but I actually wanted to watch her coming back up the beach, so I waited patiently! At this point, I did something I have never done before in a public place, and took off my shorts, so that I was naked too. It felt free and exciting. I glanced around and there were no other people around, so I felt comfortable enough. The nakedness was quite titillating, and I felt my cock become semi-erect from the thrill. I had done some manscaping the night before, so my pubes we’re nice and short, my chest hair was visible but cut close, and I had shaved the shaft of my cock so that it was smoother than usual. I had trimmed nice and short, so the breeze felt good against my cock and balls. My semi-erection grew a little more and so my cock showed its proper length of about nine inches. I gave it a little stroke, watching the gorgeous lady swim. Once she had caught sight of me touching myself, she look back over to me frequently as she swam. I was enjoying being seen.

The view of the wet, luscious lady walking back up the beach was as good as I had hoped. She was dripping wet and her bosoms bounced excitedly as she walked up the shallow shingle beach, especially when she raised her hands up to adjust her hair. I could see the cute triangle of hair on show. I felt my cock grow and I didn’t feel an embarrassment or shame in showing off to her how excited I was to see her body. She grinned in a friendly and humorous way, to let me know that she knew we were both enjoying the moment in a light-hearted and open way. She nodded towards my cock suggestively as she reached her towel and before she sat down she stared at it with intent, bringing her hands up to caress her nipples as she did so. She teased them between her fingers and pulled gently at them, and while she still stood, she reached down to her pussy and gave it a little tickle for me, like she was showing off to me. I saw she had left a light sprinkling of pubic hair around her pussy, which I love to see because it’s so womanly. She sat down facing me, with her legs spread, so I could see how open her pussy was.

This whole situation was making my cock so hard that it was pulsating, and I let it hang loose so she could see it move, swaying as it throbbed. Her pubes we’re still wet from the water, and droplets still clung to her skin. Several droplets rolled down her inner thigh. Her pussy was open and wet, with her broad  lips making a butterfly shape, that she reached down and parted for me to see. I held my cock and started to stroke it, pulling back on the skin to reveal its head. We caught each others eyes, and held our gaze while we both touched ourselves This went on for a while, with each of us taking glimpses down at each other, watching each other masturbate and pleasure ourselves. This seemed to be a boundary for us both.  She didn’t want us to fuck in this moment, and the feeling of being watched and wanted was overwhelmingly sexy. She wanted me to watch her, and my total immersion and arousal at this made her more and more animated and hot as time went on. She wanted this stranger to be turned on by her showing off. She rubbed her pussy, pushed her fingers in and made them wet so that she could pull them out and tease her clit. All the while, I knelt up so that my cock was pointing out (My cock actually bends downwards, but it’s still big enough to stick out boldly!) and used some hip motion to help me masturbate more suggestively. We both were turned on more and more, each of us making the other hotter and hotter with our display of desire for the other, until we were masturbating passionately and urgently, while staring at each other and watching our little show for each other together. Finally, I couldn’t hold off my orgasm any more and I exploded with a low, groaning release of breath, as my spunk splashed down freely in front of me in several, throbbing spurts.

She responded to this sight by bringing herself to climax, fingering herself straight in and out, deeply, faster and faster, with a long, wavering, sensual set of singing cries that got higher and higher as she got closer to orgasm. I carried on wanking even though I had already cum, and it continued to feel delicious. She finally climaxed and gasped, looking at me with a wonderful facial expression that showed me how amazing she had found it.

I smiled slightly bashfully, and we both laughed to release some tension. There was something great about not conversing… we were communicating completely through our body language. There was no need for talking as we sat closer together now, looking out at the sea. I wiped my brow.

Moments passed and she started to gather her things slowly. It was time for her to leave and I felt a little sadness because I had enjoyed this unexpected encounter. She left with her bag, bikini back on, sarong wrapped tightly around her waist, and still naked beneath.

I decided it was time for me to have a swim and cool off. I wondered if i would see her again.