Jeff Goldblum Nude Beach Novels & Stories

Jesse finished cleaning her face off with the towel, "Mind? Fuck no. We talked about being watched, but we've never done it. I loved it. How about you, d.. um, George?" I ignored her second faux-pas, "I've only watched another couple once. It was hot to join in." Tammy smiled, "I'm not sure Tom agrees, but with me riding him, he coped well." They both laughed. Tammy continued, "So, why are you two walking the beach at night, naked, with a blanket? You don't have a house?" Jesse smiled, "Yeah, we do, but I wanted to do it out here. You two locals?"

You're embarrassing me by being here. Tears spilled down Stella's cheeks. At that moment, Micah didn't seem like her father at all. I was also stunned and stood rooted to the spot. "Moonrise Bay is my private beach, Micah. How could you—" "That's enough!" Micah exclaimed, shooting an annoyed look at Stella and me.

The beach was private, but the thought of being out there naked with three huge bodyguards using me made my pussy clench around Marcus's dick. He kicked the door open and carried me down the wooden steps to the cool sand. The ocean waves crashed loud nearby. The moon was bright enough that I could see everything. Marcus dropped to his knees and laid me on my back right there on the beach. Sand stuck to my sweaty skin and cum-covered tits. "Spread your legs," he ordered. I did it fast, pulling my knees up and open so my soaked pussy was completely exposed. Marcus looked down at me like a hungry animal. His cock was still rock hard, shiny from my juices.

Just pure, filthy freedom. We take a private golf cart down to the secluded beach. The cove is perfect: soft white sand, turquoise water, tall cliffs on both sides that hide us from the main resort. A few discreet staff members set up an oversized lounger with thick towels, a chilled bottle of champagne, and a discreet black bag that I know contains toys. Then they disappear. Sophia drops her cover-up first. She’s completely naked underneath, body toned and glowing, full breasts with dark nipples already tight. She lies back on the lounger like a queen, legs spreading lazily. The sun kisses her pussy — smooth, pink, already glistening.

he sang out and I couldn’t help but giggle at my silly mate. “So when are we going to the nude beach ?” I asked while propping myself on my elbows. “Never,” Ty replied and closed his eyes while snuggling deeper inside me if that was anymore possible. “What ?! Why ?” I asked in shock. Weren’t we supposed roam and fool around in this amazing place ? “Because …. ,” Ty lingered on the word. “Uh hun. Because ?” I asked without curiosity bursting inside me. “Because I don’t want anyone else to eye what is mine and that too naked,” he stated and went off to sleep !

* Lawrence * The sun was high and merciless, but under the shaded lounge area of the beachfront Magnolia, life was good, too good, maybe. I leaned my back in the woven hammock chair, sunglasses slipping down the bridge of my nose, one arm lazily draped over the cold bottle of beer resting against my stomach. Waves crashed gently in the distance, mingling with the thud of bass from the Bluetooth speaker. My two best friends, Nico and Marcus, were lounging nearby, equally shirtless, equally sunkissed, and equally careless.

We both realized early on there was a lot more than sex between us and we promised to settle down and just make each other our recreation. One morning that summer Jack mentioned to me it was National Nude Day. I'd never heard of it and after some joking around we decided to go to a nude beach. We stayed there all day, enjoying looking and being looked at. Well in some cases, as we learned that not everyone who was walking naked should have been, but in general it was a hot time. At one point we went back to the car and fucked in the back seat. We were pretty sure people could see us, and that turned us on even more.

Some cabins were hidden among the trees, and it would be hard to find them if there weren't the signs of agritainment hanging on the side of the road. The car had been moving south for more than 20 minutes before arriving at the famous Gem Beach. Probably in order to entertain Ronald, the beach was decorated. There was music, a deck chair, a beach volleyball, a buffet, and a bikini beauty. "Mr. Marquez, Ms. Hubbard." Oliver showed up with a big smile, holding a coconut in his hands and wearing beach pants. "Mr. Booth, aren't you sleeping in a hotel?" Elizabeth was shocked to see him.

Susan said, taking a deep breath of the ocean air. "Is this place as stuffy as Grand Cayman with the no nudity laws?" Krista asked. "I'm afraid that it is," the bellhop replied, "but if you really want to be topless or whatever on the beach, you can go to Spot Bay on the northeast corner of the island, after the end of road. There's a really nice beach there, Long Beach, and everyone knows that it's a nude beach at the far end where the bluffs begin, but nobody bothers about it because nobody causes any trouble. Now, there are gangs of local young men that hang out there hoping to meet a tourist who might be looking for a bit of excitement, so if you go there, don't be surprised if you're ap

We opted to leave anything valuable at home because we don’t have anyone to keep watch when we get into the water. There are a few people walking on the beach, some with their dogs but it’s overcrowded like most public beaches. “This is incredible.” Golden says walking in front of me. She’s wearing a white bikini top with matching white shorts. I have spent the last 5 minutes trying not to stare at her beautiful flat stomach and smooth legs. I think this was a very bad idea; I catch myself looking at her too long every time she turns to look at me. “It really is.” I say staring at the ocean beyond; I need all the strength I can get to survive these couple of days.