Clothed Orgasm By The Seaside, With An Audience

It was beautiful and sunny out earlier today and since I had the day off work, I thought it would be a waste not to spend it enjoying the great outdoors. I decided to drive to a beach area about half an hour outside the city. I didn't actually want to go swimming, but this beach was nice because it had a trail that runs along the shore and has a lot of beautiful views. The beach there isn't technically nudist or clothing-optional, but there is a popular nudist campground up the shore from there, so it isn't uncommon to see naked people passing through. Most of the users of the beach are aware of this and fine with it.

After arriving at the beach I walked along it for a short while until the sand stopped and I came to a large grassy hill rising up from the shoreline. I walked up hill to the top and spread out my beach blanket to rest there. In front of me was a steep drop of about 8 feet down to the water. I had seen a few other people on the beach and the path while walking, but now there was no one else in sight. I pulled a beer from my cooler and laid down on the blanket to enjoy the sun and read my book.

A couple cans of beer later and I was still lying in the sun reading my book, feeling super relaxed. I also happened to have a semi-erection starting to rise in my shorts. Nothing sexual had happened (and no, the book I was reading wasn't anything erotic in case that's what you're thinking), but I'm sure everyone here knows how those unexpected spontaneous erections work by now. Feeling my member swell in my shorts did start to arouse me, though, and soon I was absentmindedly rubbing the bulge as I continued to read.

I still wasn't fully hard, but it felt really nice running my fingers back and forth over the length of my shaft through the silky fabric of my shorts. I was still mostly focused on reading, so I didn't really register that I was essentially openly playing with myself until my eye caught some movement in the water. I quickly pulled my hand away from my shorts and looked up to see a few girls floating by in boats from the direction of the nudist camp.

There were three women, all looking to be roughly in their late twenties to early thirties. All three women were topless. I guess they could have been bottomless as well, but at the moment the boats they were sitting in were hiding their lower bodies. There was a blonde sitting in the front of a canoe, with a voluptuous figure and very large breasts. Behind her sat a brown girl with short hair and a slim build. Her little nipples poked out proudly from the small mounds of her breasts. Following a little bit behind them in a one-seater kayak was a girl with long curly brown hair. She was wearing a life preserver at first, however as they floated by she stopped paddling and slipped it off, revealing that she had large natural breasts, too, though not quite as big as her blonde friend's. She turned around to lash the PFD to the back of her kayak, causing her tits to jiggle around a lot, which sent me from semi straight to full blown hardon. I subtly tried to close my legs and hoped the ladies hadn't noticed what I was doing when they arrived.

The girls looked in my direction, smiling innocently. The blonde called out a greeting and I responded politely. I saw the girl behind her lean forward and say something quietly and they both giggled. They then began turning their boat in my direction, as the blonde asked me "You been out here all afternoon?" and began making small talk. With the canoe turned I could now see down into it, revealing that the blonde girl was in fact bottomless, and also totally hairless. I didn't have as good of a view at the girl behind her, but she spread her legs slightly and I could make out the hints of a thick black bush.

I chatted with the girls a little bit longer and eventually mentioned how this was one of my favourite trails to walk for the nice views. "Yeah, always nice views around here" responded the blonde girl, and with this she also spread her knees wide and wrapped a hand around her mound. I could see her fingers start wiggling around as she toyed with her sex and realized that these girls had seen exactly what I was doing when they first paddled up. I flashed a mischievous grin at the girls and eagerly started running my finger over the bulge in my shorts again, and they all seemed to grow more excited at this. The blonde girl's fingers stopped wiggling and began a rhythmic up and down motion, making it clear she was fully fingering herself now. My view of the girl behind her was still frustratingly obscured, but I could see enough to tell that she too was fingering herself. The kayak the brunette was riding in was fairly enclosed and didn't offer much of a view beneath her waist, so she cupped her boobs and started rubbing her nipples, tracing slow circles around her large areolas and gently sighing in relaxed pleasure.

Her friends began vocalising their enjoyment too, clearly putting on a show for me. As I heard the trio of soft whines and moans from the water I felt myself drawn towards orgasm. I hadn't intended for things to get this intense this fast, but to be honest I hadn't cum for a couple days at this point and was very easily exciteable. Quickly, an orgasm overtook me and I didn't even have time to pull my penis out of my shorts. I just kept stroking my huge bulge that was now tenting out my shorts as it began to throb and shoot out cum. The thin fabric of my shorts and the boxer briefs I had on under did little to stop it and it poured through in a thick white stream. The moans of the girls turned to laughter as they watched my unexpected orgasm. My dick throbbed and shot over and over again as it released my pent up load. It felt amazing.

When my orgasm and the girls' laughter subsided they hung around for a second before the girls in the canoe just paddled away without another word, glancing back and smiling at me. Their friend in her kayak stayed around for a few seconds longer, casually rubbing her nipples some more before saying "I'm glad you had fun" in a sweet, friendly tone. She then paddled away after her friends.

 Luckily I had brought some paper towels with me, so I cleaned up the best I could, which was not very well, and laid around in post orgasmic bliss for a bit longer before working out how I was going to get back to my car. A very obvious wet spot had formed in my shorts. I had brought a sweater to put on in case some clouds came out and it got cool so I thought to use that to cover it. The sweater didn't hang low enough to cover it if I wore it, but I tried tying it around my waist (which always looks really weird but was my best option at this point) and tried to move it around in the front to cover the wet spot as much as possible. It didn't do much to hide it. I decided I'd just have to try to walk back to my car as fast as possible and hold my cooler in front of me if I passed by other people. I packed up my stuff and folded up my blanket, which would need to be washed now, and started back to the parking lot. A few groups of people did pass me on the path, and some people probably did notice the wet marks on my shorts, but nobody said anything so I just kept on back to my car.

The drive home was uneventful. I spent it with images of those three beautiful ladies swimming through my head. By the time I got home I was hard again and leaking precum like a faucet. As soon as I got in my door I sat down on my living room couch and started masturbating, through my shorts once more. The wet fabric felt so nice on my cock head. I gripped my shaft through my clothes and started pumping it. In my head I pictured lying on top of that blonde girl, thrusting deep into her and shooting my load inside. In literally seconds I was cumming again, absolutely soaking my shorts. Then I just sat there for a while and enjoyed the feeling of my mess sitting in my lap, slowly soaking into the fabric of my shorts and underwear more, before eventually showering off and finally changing into some clean shorts. All in all, I'd say it was a day well spent.

Corvin