Invitation After Caught On Nude Beach

After graduating college and enjoying many opportunities to stroke my cock in front of my fraternity brothers during porn nights, my new life after college did not offer any porn nights with others.

I did enjoy being nude as much as I wanted. After graduating college, I moved away and lived in an apartment alone. My lifestyle did not allow for a roommate. I was a nudist and would spend much of the time while at home stroking my cock to keep it hard most of the time. I mean, if I was naked, I was stroking my cock. If a hidden camera was there, you would have seen me walking around or sitting with one hand continually stroking and enjoying my cock. It was a version of “Green Eggs and Ham,” but with a cock stroking hand.

“I will stroke my cock on the couch. I will stroke my cock on the bed. I will stroke my cock in the shower. I will stroke my cock when I eat. I will stroke my cock while turning in to sleep. I will stroke my cock here and there. I will stroke my cock anywhere! “😂

I decided to look up if the area I lived in had any nude beaches or areas friendly to nudists. To my delight, there was one. I made the intention to go there on the weekend.

I woke up excited that Saturday and took a risk. When I was in my car, I undressed and drove to the nudist destination naked. The excitement caused my cock to grow hard, and I stroked it during my drive.

When I arrived, I did not see many cars and I did not see anyone walking around. I left my car with only my sandals on and entered the walking path leading to the nude lake beach area. This took the risk a bit further, because I was assuming I could be naked in the parking area and along the trail. I knew I made the wrong assumption a hundred yards from the parking area, as I passed some people with clothes on--the nude beach was a hidden beach section down a path off the one I was walking! Thankfully, I only passed college-age kids. Now I must return to my car naked too. I left myself no other option. This made me nervous and excited at the same time. I let the concern go and looked forward to the nude beach.

As I exit the trail, I am alone on this section of beach. The lake view is not much, because this is not the main lake. It is a hidden tributary. I think this is a nude beach because it is hidden and secret. Now I know why everyone on the main trail wore clothes. I am not on a true nude beach. If I am caught, it will not be a good situation.

I put it out of my mind and lay down on the sand. The warm sun feels good, especially on my growing erection. I decide to throw aside any remaining caution and start stroking my cock. The feeling of the warm sun and the sight of the sun glistening off my cock ring sends an arousing thought, seducing my mind. I intend on shooting my orgasm all over my chest and stomach.

As I cum all over myself, and relax. I hear a branch crack. I sit up and look around. There is no there. Time to go. I have pushed my risky behavior beyond what I thought possible. Maybe this was a huge mistake, I am naked with cum all over me and I need to walk back to my car.

I walk back carefully scanning for people as I get to the main trail. No one is around and I do not hear anything in the distance. I quickly walk back to the parking area and check if anyone is there. Only my car remains. I walk back to my car relieved and get dressed for the drive back home.

I notice something under the windshield wiper. It is a postcard with an invitation to a masturbation club.

I did hear someone when the branch cracked: someone saw me! And based on the postcard left, that person watched me jack off and cum all over myself while I was on the beach.

I saw a garbage can nearby and was going to throw the invitation away and leave this experience as a one and done, never to do it again. But my curiosity kept me from throwing the invitation away. Here was an opportunity to stroke my cock in front of others like I did at fraternity porn nights.