It was one of those sweltering summer days when it was almost too uncomfortable to be on the beach. The sun blasted down on my oiled bronze body with a hot white intensity and the air was void of any breeze. Even the natural vegetation of the area was bleached white by the unusually warm weather of the Oregon summer. The white sand reflected the light and he...
CHAPTER ONE Giggles surrounded me as I slung an arm around a cute brunette, whispering sweet nothings into her ear. It was almost like a dream, being surrounded by such beautiful women, tending to my every need. As I leaned down to tuck a hibiscus behind her ear, some annoying insect buzzed around my face. I tried to swat it away, but to no avail. "This fuc...
My name is Dave, and I finally made it to beach. I had been saving the past year for this excursion. I was so burned out from work I decided to treat myself. A week at a private beach was what I had in mind. I wasn't staying at some large hotel either. This place had a handful of beautiful huts situated on an exclusive beachfront. The beach directly in front...
I was visiting friends I had hooked up with more than 2 years ago before I moved away for work opportunities in a mining town. Back then, there were about 20 motorcyclists and some of their girlfriends riding away from the city every other weekend to escape the city cops, speed restrictions, traffic cameras etc, and to breathe country air. It was a chance to...
Although several bisexual experiences in my late teens and early twenties opened me up to a new side of my own sexuality, it wasn't until my late twenties that I embraced my own personal sexual revolution. I absolutely love women, but my experiences with men made me rethink who I was sexually. That's not to mean I thought I was gay, but rather that a deeper,...
It was hot. Probably around 80 degrees and unusually humid for southern California and considering that it was only 8 a.m., it was going to get even hotter and more uncomfortable as the day wore on. I decided to go to the beach. It was 9 a.m. when I arrived and it was hot at the beach too. Probably pushing 90 and even more sultry, it was overcast with a thr...
This story's events are fictional - the setting isn't. Will - Pedaling in what passed for early morning coolness near La Manga, Will didn't have any problem with kicked up dust on the gravel road leading to the beach. Unlike the evening before, riding to check out the beaches of the regional park. The trip had not only been challenging in terms of hills an...
Following on from my adventure at Papayago Beach in Lanzarote I decided to see if there were other nude beaches I could try. I went on line and found one called Charco del Palo Beach. It was a bit of a drive from me but I wanted to see what it was like. It is actually a full on naturist resort similar to where I live in France. After going down a long wind...
***This is mostly a true story*** I had recently moved to Spain for work, but would be returning back to the States in a few months. I was fortunate to be close to the beach so I could begin turning my white body into a nice tan one by the time I went home. I am 26 years old, 6 feet, slim yet muscular. Brown hair that likes to stay styled on its own and b...
BEEP BEEP! A honk sounded from the road and I jumped, startled by the sudden noise. "Fuck," I swore, stuffing my spare clothes into my beach bag and hurrying to the door to slide on pink flip-flops. They were my sister's, not mine, but she said I could borrow them as long as I was going to the beach. I figured real men wear pink so hopefully they didn't ea...