Searching for the Right Men in the Dunes
I walked through the dunes, the sand still warm beneath my feet, until I spotted a few men scattered along the way. Most were older, naked, and clearly submissive, but none of them caught my attention. I wasn’t looking for the weak or timid. My body craved someone dominant, powerful, and well-endowed.
The Moment That Caught My Eye
As I moved further along, I saw them — two men standing together, chatting casually. One was around 65, white-skinned but impressively well-preserved, his body still showing signs of vitality. The other was taller, darker, wearing only swim shorts that could barely contain the impressive bulge pressing against the fabric. I slowed my pace, pretending to admire the sea, but my eyes never left them.
Inviting Myself Into Their Desire
I laid down my towel a few steps away, undressed completely, and stretched out, making sure to show off every curve of my body. I could feel their eyes on me. The older man reached down to touch himself, an unspoken invitation. Soon after, the taller one did the same, and my breath caught at the sight of his size. I ran my hand along my own body, teasing my buttocks for them to see. The older man nudged his friend, pointing me out, and in that instant, I knew exactly where I belonged. I picked up my towel and walked over.
Oral Pleasure Between Two Dominant Men
They greeted me with casual questions, testing the waters: “Here to enjoy the sun?” “What do you like?” Their eyes, though, betrayed their hunger. The older man was the first to act, pulling out his already-hard cock and offering it to me. I dropped to my knees, my lips wrapping around him eagerly, tasting his need. The black man couldn’t resist. He freed his thick shaft, and my mouth left one cock only to surrender to the other. I sucked with hunger, both men feeding me their desire as my body ached for more.
Moving to a Secluded Spot
The dunes offered little privacy, so I suggested a quieter place. They agreed, leading me into a wooded patch nearby. Towels were spread, bodies bared, and I was given exactly what I wanted: two cocks, one mouth, one submissive fantasy.
Submission and Double Penetration
The older man licked me, his tongue exploring, while the darker one fed me his shaft until my throat burned with pleasure. Then they switched. Condoms came out, lube improvised from spit and heat. The black man pressed against my ass, his size almost too much at first, but with patience, I opened for him. Every thrust loosened me further, pleasure flooding every nerve. The older man fed me his cock, and soon I was lost in the rhythm — one taking my mouth, the other my ass.
Overwhelmed by Pleasure
When they switched again, I surrendered completely. On my back, legs raised, I was penetrated deeply, filled until I couldn’t think, only feel. My body betrayed me, overwhelmed by the intensity, but I didn’t care. I was theirs, open and aching, desperate for more.
The Final Release
Finally, they finished me with their cum. The older man released first, his warm jets covering my face, a taste I swallowed hungrily. The black man followed, harder, faster, until he erupted, spilling thick streams across my mouth, chest, and face. The smell, the heat, the sheer rawness of it left me dizzy with lust. Exhausted, I couldn’t come myself, but I didn’t need to. My orgasm had been in the surrender — in giving them my body, my holes, my face. I lay there, drenched and used, and I whispered only one word to myself: good.
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Erotic Tale FAQ
Is this story real?
Some secrets stay between me and the sheets Whether real or fantasy, the arousal is always real.
Why are outdoor encounters so arousing?
Because the risk of being seen makes surrender even hotter.
Can I try outdoor play myself?
Only if it’s private, safe, and consensual. Fantasies are free — but reality has rules.
What’s the best way to enjoy this tale?
Close the door, let your imagination wander, and don’t be afraid to let your body follow along…
