Dunes Stories

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CD Fun Day at the Beach Pt. 01

by candypantscreampie on Jul 30, 2019
Transgender & Crossdressers

It was a warm sunny week day morning in February this year; and i had a rostered day off, so i decided to head to the local nudist beach to catch some rays and take a skinny dip in the beautiful blue waters... I quickly gathered some essentials for the trip, like my bikini, towel, sunscreen and other assorted items... and headed for the door... The drive t...

Any Change Room Will Do

by sandysummer on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Winter is just ending over here. Today was the first sunny day for many months. It was just hot enough to tempt me to visit the gay beach in the next suburb. Over winter the local council has tried to ruin our fun by turning the sand dunes into a well fenced revegetation area. They have installed solar powered lights and remote cctv cameras to stop us brea...

The Light At the Beginning

by bnhmme41 on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

On a hot and muggy Monday night in early August Jerry stood naked looking out over his balcony and saw the light for the first time. Way out there close to where the mangrove gets lost in the horizon it bobbed up and down like a beacon to a ship. In the distance it looked to be a luminescent green but it could also have been blue. Jerry stared at the light;...

The Reunion

by DanniO on Oct 3, 2018
First Time

The three of us hadn't been together in almost thirty years. We had been co-workers in a youth project back in the day, working mainly with teenagers who were unemployed. Here we were, 30 years later, meeting for lunch in Dundrum. It was my idea to get the old crew together again after I'd learned that Triona had recently been widowed and had been through a...

On the Beach

by tazsis1 on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

I was at very low ebb after my wife left me, so I took myself off for a holiday in the sun in southern Spain. Forty-years-old and suddenly alone, I was at some kind of crisis point, needed to think and rest. But when I got there a deep lethargy set in. I read a lot and walked in the Andalusia hills, ate long meals and got drunk alone in little restaurants. I...

A Brief Encounter on the Beach

by sarahloveitt on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Sarah first met Rocco on the internet. She wrote erotic stories and Rocco read them on the internet. He sent her a message to say that he was impressed with her writing skills, asking if she'd like some pics of him. Not expecting anything out of the ordinary, Sarah was happy to receive them - but, imagine her surprise when they were pics of his stiff cock -...

Tents, Trailers, Tits, Condos, Cunts Ch. 06

by LIVINRFANTASIES on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Our Homemade RV and MASTURBATOR MIKE Around 1969 or 1970. I still drove our 1965 Mustang fastback. It was too small to carry our large cabin tent, poles, and camping gear for more than week end camping. Now I pulled a small homemade trailer made of an old truck pickup bed eight foot back half. I'd added a goofy looking wooden box complete with peaked roof....

Caught Nude in Dunes

by SteveZR1 on Apr 17, 2018
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

When I was single I was obsessed with finding a beach where I could sunbathe nude, and more importantly, join in nudity with women. And if I was lucky enough, I hoped to find a girlfriend to share my interests. I had dated quite a few women, and all had very negative attitudes toward public nudity. I have always had both exhibitionist and voyeuristic tende...

The Beach

by exiledmaster on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

The beach is somewhere between Newcastle and Berwick. It's not a secret; just a place whose name you wouldn't recognise, where the sand occasionally has a blackish hue from tiny grains of coal washed ashore, and where the skyline to the south is broken only by a small wind farm, a mile out to sea. It's a long beach; you get lots of day visitors at the south...

Beach Encounter

by charmingMan on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

A much needed break they said. Ha, I thought! What did they know? But before I knew it, I was packed and jetting out. A week by myself and a chance to recharge my batteries. Ok, so maybe I had been overdoing things at the office. Maybe this week by the sea would help clear the cobwebs. Rejuvenate my weary soul and inspire me to greater things. I arrived lat...