I'm 54 years old and relatively new to all this, having been introduced to a more uninhibited attitude to sex by Jerry, earlier this year. I'd known him for a number of years, and been good friends with him while I was married. We'd flirted, sometimes quite outrageously, but it was always in fun. I told him things in confidence, certain they'd go no further. I found him easier to talk to than many of my female friends. He knew I'd had an affair some years previously, got pregnant and had an abortion, something I'd never told anyone else, least of all my husband. Equally I was the only person who knew that he'd been going on holiday to the Cap d'Agde naturist resort and to Maspalomas. Although he didn't say explicitly what he got up to, he said enough for me to guess it involved sex. He's a year younger than me, tall and slim. I found him attractive and would have let him fuck me even when I was married. He went out with other women, but wasn't in a relationship and though I dropped a few not very subtle hints, not once did he hit on me, while I was married. I went to bed with him within a few days of separating from my husband of almost 30 years. What a contrast, and a revelation. Besides the fact that he has a much larger, wonderfully thick cock, just over 8 inches long, he knows how to use it. He can fuck for ages without cumming and ensures that I climax, often more than once, before he cums. Several times I have had multiple orgasms while he's been fucking me. It was without doubt the best sex I'd ever had. We'd been fucking fairly regularly for about 8 weeks when he asked if I wanted to go with him to Maspalomas for a week. Before I accepted I asked what happened on the beach. He was quite open about watching couples fuck, guys inviting men to have sex with their wives and partners and that he had, as I had suspected, joined in. It was up to me if I wanted to participate or just watch. Curious and secretly excited at the prospect of watching people having sex I accepted. I was less sure about having sex with strangers. But as the holiday got closer and he told me more, usually while he was fucking me, I found the idea of behaving in such an uninhibited and debauched manner tantalising and attractive. I was a bit nervous about being naked in public. He assured me that once I was naked along with everyone else I'd soon forget I was nude, which turned out to be true. At least it would save me the trouble of trying to find suitable swimwear, always a problem. I'm tall, 5 ' 9” have a curvaceous, fuller figure, long legs, strong thighs and a bum in proportion to my body. I think I'm still quite attractive, though the first thing most men notice isn't my face, but my 40 inch tits. It used to offend and embarrass me, but now I enjoy the attention they get me. Depending on the lingerie company, type and style of bra, my tits vary between 40FF and 40GG. I've always bought good supporting bras and it's paid dividends as by tits are still round and firm. I didn't think a week without a bra would do much harm. By the time we travelled I was looking forward to being seen naked, particularly by men, in the knowledge that I would be revealing absolutely everything after he'd persuaded me to start shaving my pussy. There'd be nothing to hide my fleshy pussy lips or my prominent clitoris. My clitoris peeps out from under the hood, even when I'm not sexually aroused. When I am aroused it pokes out like a mini penis close to an inch long. We arrived at our apartment, close to the beach, late afternoon. By the time we got settled it was to late for the beach. We sat out on the balcony until it was time for dinner. I showered, afterwards standing naked in front of the mirror, looking at myself. I'd dieted and my tummy was a bit flatter. I ran my hands over my body, cupped my breasts, fingers brushing my nipples until they stiffened. I moved my hand lower, over my tummy to my pussy. I'd shaved it in the shower, liked the smoothness, the feeling of complete nakedness now I was accustomed to being hairless. I'd discovered that I enjoyed displaying my cunt and masturbating in front of Jerry, moved my hand lower and began to stroke my clitoris, dreamily wondering what it would be like to be naked in front of other people. I felt my clitoris responding, the hard button poking out and stopped rubbing myself. I turned side on, my heavy tits, standing proud and firm, nipples still hard, rising and failing as I breathed. Jerry had told me I'd got the best pair of tits he'd seen, so who was I to argue. I turned again, looking over my shoulder at my bum and legs, not to bad and at least I didn't have any cellulite. I sat carefully applied my make up, a redder, tartier, lipstick than I normally wear, a little eye shadow and mascara. I'd chosen to wear a light white cotton dress, which I normally wore a slip under because in certain light or the sun behind, it was practically transparent. I left the slip in my bag and dressed, a sexy white bra and matching panties under the dress. I looked in the mirror, the bra and panties were visible through the thin dress. I went out onto the balcony to show Jerry. He said I looked very sexy, but would look even sexier if I took off my bra and panties and went out to dinner naked under the dress. At 54 years of age I really should have known better, but I went back inside took them off and went back out to show him. He approved. I caught sight of my reflection in the patio window and though I wasn't quite revealing as much as I feared. The sun was low in the sky, sunlight shining through the dress. I could see the shape and outline of my large breasts, my dark nipples more noticeable. I looked lower, the material moulded against my shaven pussy in a “V”, a small lump, I realised was my clitoral hood. Served me right for playing with myself a little earlier. I moved my legs apart slightly, the light shining through, clearly revealing my legs and the shadowy silhouette of my fleshy labia, hanging either side of my cunt. Despite my reservations, I felt incredibly horny. Can't we stay in and fuck?” I suggested. “Not a chance. Plenty of time for that later” Jerry replied. He gave me a wicked grin, took me by the arm and before I knew it we were out of the apartment, going down the stairs and outside, walking along the street. The side street wasn't to busy. The main street was busier, but it was dusk the lights just coming on, and though I got a few looks, I wasn't revealing much. That changed when we reached the restaurant. It was brightly lit and as we walked in I could tell from the expression of the guy who greeted us that he could see just about everything. His eyes moved from my face, lingered on my tits, then my pussy, only looking up when we were a few feet away. Jerry asked for a table. I felt a moment of relief when the waiter indicated a table in a corner near the door. Jerry said we wanted a table on the other side of the restaurant, on a raised area near the busy bar. I realised that in the lights that perhaps a hundred or more people could see me and the dress would hide little, I might almost as well have been naked. I felt myself blush, reached for Jerry's hand, gripping it tightly. He smiled at me and we followed the waiter to our table. I stared straight ahead, but was aware of heads turning, eyes following me, on what felt like the longest walk of my life. By the time we reached the bar I was glancing at people, guys looking at me appreciatively. I caught sight of myself in the mirrors behind the bar. I could clearly see my tits and I was certain that my pussy was almost as visible. I felt proud of myself for having been so daring, my confidence soaring. The table next to us was taken by six young men, who kept looking at me. After a couple of glasses of wine every time they looked I stuck my tits out. After the meal I insisted on staying for drinks at the bar, and discovered that by moving I had some control over how much I was revealing. My pussy had been getting wetter and wetter and I could feel my juices soaking the tops of my thighs. I pushed the dress between my legs, the material became transparent as it soaked up my juices, I spilled some of my white wine on it, the patch got larger, and I sat with my cunt visible to the surround group of men. Jerry intervened at that point and insisted that it was time to leave and I walked back to the apartment with the wet dress stuck to my skin, revealing my pussy. If anyone had told me 12 months earlier that I could behave in such an exhibitionist manner and enjoy it I wouldn't have believed them. By the time we got back to the apartment I was desperate for Jerry to fuck me and looking forward to going to the beach and Maspalomas dunes the following day. I awoke next morning with a bit of a hangover, still buzzing from what I'd done, no morning after regrets. I doubted if my behaviour had shocked Jerry after all it was his idea for we to go out in the dress with no bra or panties. I wriggled down the the bed, sucking his cock to wake him up and swallowing his spunk when he came in my mouth, something I never used to do with my husband. Over breakfast he told me he'd been surprised but delighted at how I'd behaved the previous night and had only intervened to stop me getting to carried away. “I think my problem will be getting you to keep your kit on, not persuading you to take it off” he joked. I was eager to go to the beach, he told me it would be better to go later and anyway we needed to go shopping. It was passed lunchtime when we eventually went to the beach. I'd taken some bikini pants and a selection of sarong dresses, which tied above my boobs. I had enjoyed being out with nothing under my dress the previous night and just wore the sarong to walk to the beach. As soon as I saw other women topless, I undid the sarong from above my boobs and tied it around my waist, experiencing the freedom of exposing my naked breasts to the warm sunshine for the first time. It was further than I expected to the nude section. Finally I saw people sunbathing naked and could hardly wait to join them. We went a bit further, laid out our towels and I was able to remove my sarong. Naked in public at last! I lay on my front while Jerry smoothed lotion onto my back, bum and legs. I rolled over and sat up and did my front, lingering over rubbing lotion onto my boobs when I noticed I was being watched, I did the front of my thighs, then my pussy, without displaying too much. I lay back, propped up on my elbows, watching people passing, men and women, old, young, slim, fat. I couldn't help comparing all the different cock sizes as guys passed, wondering what it would be like to be fucked by some of the larger ones. It was gratifying to see the number of men who looked at me, most looking at my large tits. Others looked at my pussy and I felt relaxed enough to open my legs, unembarrassed at displaying my cunt and prominent clitoris. After a while I asked Jerry where people went to have sex and he pointed to the series of dunes behind the beach. I asked if we could go and look but he reckoned we should wait until later. I waited impatiently, watching a few people, mostly men it seemed, but also couples, walking in the direction until he eventually said we should go to see if anything was happening. Well, not to put to fine a point on it, it was an anti climax. We saw two couples, hidden in some shrubs, having sex, but when we stopped to watch, one of the women waved us away. We saw a woman with two men, arriving as they were finishing, just in time to see one of the men cumming over her and the other pulling his cock out and his cum dribbling from her cunt. We strolled through the dunes for a while longer and saw nothing else happening. Jerry asked if I wanted to have sex, and see if anyone watched. At that point I wasn't really ready and wanted to watch others first, get have a better idea of the things people did, so we decided to return the next day. The next day turned out windy, we walked as far as the beach but decided it was a waste of time. We had lunch out, went shopping and I bought a see through blouse and a wrapover skirt to wear that night. My tits were even more visible than the previous time, and the soft, fine mesh material brushing against my nipples kept them permanently erect. A light cotton jacket, which I wore unbuttoned, allowed me to conceal or reveal my tits as the mood took me. The wind had dropped, but it was still gusty. I wore the skirt with the wrapover at the front. Each time there was a gust, unless I held it closed, the skirt blew open, flashing my pussy. Later we sat outside a café/bar, having drinks. My tits had already got the attention of a group of guys in a corner. The table and a low wall hid what we were doing, from the other customers and people passing. I felt Jerry's hand on my leg, parting the front of the skirt as he stroked my thigh. I slid my bum to the edge of the chair, and as his hand moved higher, opened my legs slightly, letting him slide his hand between my thighs. When his hand was almost touching my pussy, I reached down, loosened the belt, unfastened the button, pulled the skirt open at the waist, creating a gap of about 6 or 7 inches, uncovering my shaven mound. I had a quick look around, other than the group of guys, no one had noticed, or was in a position to see. I moved Jerry's hand out of the way then slowly opened my legs wider and exposed my cunt to the intently watching guys. With one hand holding the skirt, in case I needed to cover myself quickly, I moved the other until my fingertips touched my clit hood and drew it back uncovering my clitoris. I began rubbing my clit, feeling it rapidly swelling and hardening under my touch. I moved my hand lower, a finger either side of my clit, so it poked out between them as I slid the two fingers into my hole. For the next 5 minutes I sat masturbating, biting my lip hard to stop myself crying out when I came. I quickly tidied myself up, grabbed Jerry's arm, ignoring his suggestion that we invite the guys to join us, and practically dragged him back to the apartment. We didn't get as far as the bedroom. He fucked me, bent over the table, in front of the patio doors with all the lights on, in full view of the apartments opposite. I told him afterwards that several people had seen us and watched. Being watched masturbating and being fucked were the horniest things I'd ever done. Even after we'd had sex I still felt randy and regretted not listening to Jerry and inviting the the guys back to fuck me. I prayed the wind would drop by the morning and we could return to the dunes. In the morning the wind had dropped. The frustratingly little we'd seen first time had whetted my appetite and I was eager to get to the beach, particularly when I realised we were already half way through the week. Jerry was certain there was no point in going to the dunes until late afternoon, based on the previous time he'd been. We spent the morning on the beach sunbathing nude, went back to the apartment, lunch, bed for a couple of hours before showering and going directly to the area we'd tried before. There were more people about this time. Jerry pointed out a group of 5 or 6 men standing near clump of shrubs. As we got closer I could see that at least two of them were wanking. Why became clear when we could see through a gap in the shrubs. A woman with three men, one fucking her while she sucked on the others cock, the third kneeling next to them, stroking his prick. We stood back, watching for about 15 minutes, my excitement increasing when, the first guy came, and was replaced by the guy who'd been kneeling next to them. By then I think all the guys watching were wanking, Jerry certainly was and I began softly stroking my clitty, hardly moving my fingers, but it was enough for some of the guys to notice and keep glancing between the sex action and me. The second guy came and the guy she was sucking appeared to have cum. The woman and one of the men settled on their mats, the other two stood talking, show over. Several of the men who'd been watching were looking towards us, waiting to see if we were going to do anything I guessed. Jerry's cock was still erect. I'd stopped playing with my pussy, before I'd cum. He turned to me and asked if I wanted to find a spot and see what happened. He must have read my mind or more likely my body. My clitoris was still poking out, my nipples hard, I was flushed and feeling decidedly hot and horny. I linked my arm through his and told him to lead the way. We walked about 150 yards, passing another couple being watched, who we hadn't even noticed before. We found a circle of shrubs, open on one side which seemed ideal. It looked as if at least some of the men had followed us at a distance. We laid out our towels. I laid on my back, Jerry on his side next to me fondling my tits, sucking my nipples. I reached for his cock and began stroking him, whilst looking through my sunglasses to see if anyone was watching. Jerry began stroking my thigh, I opened my legs and his fingers moved to my pussy. I could see three guys, one sat about 30 yards away partly hidden, two others standing closer, either side of the gap in the shrubs watching. Jerry whispered in my ear, asking what I wanted to do. I told him I wasn't sure. He asked if I wanted him to fuck me. “Not yet. What do you think I should do? I asked. He thought for a moment, then reminded me what I'd done the previous night and suggested that I should masturbate and invite them closer to watch. I'd enjoyed being watched wanking and agreed. He stopped fingering me, I placed my hand on my pussy and began caressing my protruding, engorged clit. My cunt was already nice and wet from the attention it had already received. I slipped three fingers in started to masturbate. I was rewarded by the sight of the three guys holding their cocks and wanking. Emboldened, I waved them closer with my other hand, spreading my legs wider as they approached. Naked on a public beach, wantonly masturbating in front of three complete strangers was more erotic and arousing than I could ever have imagined. Using both hands, the fingers of one to frig my clit, the fingers of the other flashing in and out of my cunt, whilst four guys, including Jerry, wanked, I rapidly brought myself close to climax and the point when I wanted to be fucked and watched. I looked towards Jerry, “Please. Fuck me now” I gasped, reaching for his cock to pull him on top of me. He got between my thighs, pushing my legs back, his arms behind my knees. I realised why as his cock touched my cunt and I knew that the watching men could see my gaping hole and his cock about to enter me. He didn't immediately, but rubbed the tip of his cock against my clit. I begged him to put it in and fuck me. He grinned down at me, teased my clit with his cock for a few more seconds, then slid the tip between my pussy lips and drove his cock into me hard. I gasped, turned on knowing the guys could see his cock in my cunt. I dug my nails into his shoulders, lifting my bum as he pulled out then thrust his cock back in again fucking me deep. “Yes. Fuck me hard” I moaned, looking over his shoulder as shadows fell over us. I was pleased to see that another couple of guys had joined us and were watching me being fucked while the initial three had moved, one either side the other by my head. While Jerry continued fucking me I was already wondering what I should do next. To be honest four of the five I didn't really fancy having sex with, overweight, one had to be in his sixties and limp, another was smoking, a real turn off for me. I decided I might toss them off or let them wank over me. The other guy looked fit, about thirty and had a nice hard cock. Jerry, as usual was bringing me to orgasm, fucking me steadily. I wanted him to cum inside me, then be fucked immediately after by the guy I fancied. Between gasps and moans I whispered to Jerry what I wanted, telling him to to pull out as soon as he came. He obviously liked the idea, began fucking me faster and harder, waited until I climaxed before shooting his load inside me. He gave a couple more thrusts, emptying his balls and pulled out. I beckoned to the guy to get between my legs. He slid his cock into my sodden, spunk drenched cunt. I wrapped my legs around him, drawing him in, thrusting back as he rammed his cock up me. I orgasmed again before I felt his cock twitching, pumping his spunk inside me, and I experienced the glorious sensation of being fucked and having two different guys spunk inside me. It felt wonderful. I'd have quite liked more and almost changed my mind about the others, but didn't. I tossed two of them off, and the other two happily wanked and came over my tits and I let them rub their spunk in. They realised that was their lot and left us after. We stayed for a couple more hours, I sucked jerry's cock and he fucked me again before we left. Disappointingly we only had another two days when we could go back. Having been fucked by a stranger once I found it easy the next day. We didn't mind guys watching and wanking from a distance, but I was a bit more choosy in who we invited to actually join us. The following day I started by masturbating again in front of several men. It gets me in the mood and I enjoy being watched. Two guys fucked me, one from behind and I rode the second. Later another guy fucked me while I sucked another guys cock. The last day we met another British couple in the dunes, it was a shame we hadn't met earlier. We had a fantastic day. She was an absolute slut, said she didn't mind who fucked her as long as they had a hard cock and must have been fucked by at least a dozen men. I felt proud of myself fucking less than half that number and sucking off a couple more. After an experience like that, when we returned to the UK, I didn't want to stop, I wanted more cock. Jerry suggested we try dogging. I liked the idea of outdoor sex with strangers, it seemed as close as I'd get to repeating what I'd done on holiday. The only problem the weather. We had to wait several weeks until the recent good spell. We went out 3 or 4 times before we actually saw anything, then just watched and got talking to some of the people who gave us some good information. We went out to a suggested site a few days later, could see several cars and a few people standing next to them. I was only wearing a dress I could easily take off. We parked up, leaving the side lights on. I half lowered my window so I could see and hear better, pulled my dress over my head, reclined the seat slightly, sat back naked. With one foot on the dashboard I started to masturbate, watching as shadowy figures approached. When they were close enough to see in Jerry put the interior lights on. Within seconds several guys were looking in, I invited them to get their cocks out and when one offered me his cock to suck I lowered the window fully and took him in my mouth. Not for long, I decided it was to uncomfortable and got out of the car. I'd just resumed sucking him when another car pulled and parked about 50 yards away. I had a quick look, a man and woman got out so I ignored them. I gave the guy a blow job, then moved to the front of the car where there was enough light from the sidelights to see me clearly. There were several very rude, but complementary comments about my tits and more comments about my large clitoris. One guy wanted to suck it, so I rested my bum on the bonnet, spreading my legs for him. While he performed cunnilingus on me, two other guys sucked my tits while I played with their cocks. Between them they made me cum and I found myself agreeing to someones suggestion that they could all fuck me. There were nine altogether and six had fucked me, either bent over the bonnet, or laid back on it. The seventh had just entered me and was fucking me when I heard the woman who arrived earlier. She loudly said that I was an old Slut who should know better and couldn't imagine why anyone would want to fuck an old tart. I ignored her, and carried on and let the last two guys, one who can't have been much older than twenty, fuck me. Although I ignored her, it's played on my mind since. Was there an element of truth in what she said, perhaps I am to old to go out dogging. Jerry has tried reassuring me, pointing out that a guy of twenty had fucked me, and that he had seen her trying to get some of the guys to go with her, they'd refused because they wanted to fuck me and she was jealous. I'm not sure if he's saying that to make me feel better. I'd really like to go again, but it really knocked my confidence. Is 54 years old really to old to go Dogging?