It was well past noon when Bridget and Dewayne got into the car and headed for the “adults only” beach. They stopped along the way for sunscreen and a few things for the cooler.

The drive seemed as if it would never end. Kent and the hotel clerk both said that it would take about 15 minutes to get to this secluded location – and they were right. Probably it was closer to 20 minutes. When they were just about convinced that somewhere they made a wrong turn and were lost, wah la there it was. A very small sign saying “Private Property – Restricted Access,” exactly what Kent said. They turned onto a road that took a sharp turn behind a tall sand dune. There was a small booth.

The attendant at the beach entrance seemed like a friendly fellow. He collected the steep $50 each admission fee after seeing ID proving Bridget and Dewayne were at least 18. He also explained a few rules of conduct because they had never been there before. The main rule was that everything had to be consensual. Lifeguards and attendants observed conduct from afar. The owners would prosecute any violators. Beyond that there were really no other rules. The attendant stated that beachgoers mainly went there to sunbathe nude, be voyeurs or just for the thrill of having sex in public. Seldom did people pick up casual sex partners there. Most of the group sex action came as a result of pre-planning.

The parking lot was another quarter mile drive on an unpaved road and still behind the tall dunes. Being as is was the middle of the workweek, the beach was not exceptionally crowded – perhaps only 50 people at most. They came in all shapes and sizes from every ethnic and social background. They were probably the youngest people at the beach, but no one looked over 45.

Everyone was completely naked. Several were engaged in various forms of sex. Those having sex were vocal and unashamed. That included a group of three lesbians and a couple of gay fellows.

Bridget wanted a spot near others. Opening the beach umbrella and laying down the beach blankets took a back seat to first getting completely naked and kissing.

“I’m glad we waited,” Bridget said as she knelt on the blanket under the shade of the umbrella. “This is where the new Bridget wants to fuck the new Dewayne – right out in the open so God and everyone can see.”

After another long kiss with heavy groping the couple got into a 69 on the beach blanket. Bridget ran her tongue along the smooth skin of Dewayne’s lower stomach. She moved her tongue down to his now hairless balls and began sucking.

“Fuck yeah, this is so goddamn fucking much better than I’d had ever fucking imagined,” she said loud enough for those around her to hear. “Oh fuck yeah! Eat my fucking pussy raw you son of a bitch in front of anyone that wants to watch. Let everyone see how much we fucking love each other and how proud we fucking are of our bodies.”

Meanwhile Dewayne was enjoying a taste of shaven pussy for the first time. He let his tongue explore the area previously covered by a neatly trimmed triangle of hair. He rubbed the exposed flesh while fucking her pussy with his tongue.

Not being in a rush, both Bridget and Dewayne savored the openness of their surroundings, occasionally looking at their new neighbors doing essentially the same thing. They wanted the moment to last indefinitely.

Running her tongue into Dewayne’s asshole was something she never did before. Now she was tossing his salad while jerking him off and enjoying it. Knowing that his wife’s first anal sex was moments away, he too concentrated on her backside, while also rubbing her clit. Alternating between the pussy and ass seemed to keep Dewayne occupied while his cock was getting rock hard and extremely wet.

After a lot of foreplay, Bridget mounted Dewayne cowgirl style giving him the first view of her new pubic nakedness.

“I want to show everyone,” Bridget whispered a few minutes later.