On the beach

[lifeonmars73d]

Reading some of these stories has reminded me of one experience on the beach among the dunes near Ainsdale in Northwest England. At the time i probably didn't really understand what i was seeing and hearing. I was about 12 at the time and playing hide and seek with my younger brother and his nervy friend. Whilst hiding i came across a couple lying on a bathing towel and kisssing. They even noticed me and waved and smiled. For me at the time they were old people, but thinking back they were probably only 30. I moved on but sneaked back to watch them carry on snogging. Soon my brother and his friend found me and we went back to our parents for a snack. (no, not a beer at that age) Later i was getting really curious and sneaked (about half an hour later) back to see if they were still there. sure enough, but funnily enough they were now hiding themselves under that blanket or bathing towel. Not sure i really understood what they were doing, until some people walked by from the other end and they were suddenly interrupted, hiding themselves from the other people, but from my side i could clearly see their swimming trunks down around their ankles. They were naked. Soon they thought they were safe and carried on, he was on top of her and heaving faster and faster. I remember being taken aback from seeing the size of his penis. Soon, i was afraid of being seen and hid myself behind the large dune, scared to move or even breath. All the time i heard them getting louder and louder. Until they obviously came and were suddenly very quiet. I moved away and risked a glimpse, seeing her legs wrapped around his waist and them still kissing. It was quite a hot experience and i will never forget the noises, which i had never heard before.
It was also hard not to be able to talk about it with anyone, until i did to a schoolfriend months later who shared another secret with me. will tell you about that one another day, if anyone is interested.

[bennoman57]

I remember Ainsdale lots of courting couples and things to look at. Carry on.

[sonar]

Great story.
Thanks.

[Ironman]

I'm definitely interested.

[sc0tt-uk]

Is it another day yet?

Fun read, thanks for sharing.

[lifeonmars73d]

I was surprised anybody replied at all to my story, thought it was just a small boring teenage experience.
OK will try to post the other one by Friday.
Am out most evenings this week, but should manage it by then.
Thank you for your patience

[lifeonmars73d]

OK have just heard Paul McCartney on the radio, so today is ANOTHER DAY
Well my story took place only a few months later after i confided with a girl my age at school about the beach story, who was obviously a bit more open in this respect. Told her my story and she was interested and said, well you should come round and see my neighbours on a Sunday evening. She told me the story, i had seen them a few times when i came round to see her, they were in their mid-20's, he was a long distance lorry driver, quite muscular and tall and usually left Sunday late evenings, sometimes only coming back at the end of the week. she was blonde, busty about 5 ft 6 and always dressed as if she was on her way to a wedding. I did not like her because she shouted at me for leaning my bike on their garage wall.
Seems they had this ritual of having sex before he departed and my friend had only noticed this by chance one evening from her back garden. she noticed them closing the curtains and became curious as to why, as the sun was not shining. well, she told me how she had heard them moaning and groaning and managed to persuade me to come over. She said she would ring me if she thought something was going to happen. Did not have mobiles in those days, so when the phone rang the whole house was listening and i just answered with yes or no. haha Well, i was not really expecting much or anything at all.
well that evening we sneaked over the small fence to their adjacent bungalow in the close and tried to get a glimpse through the curtains, but you could not see anything, only hear him huffing and puffing, the bed squeaking until they eventually came. My friend was cramped down on the floor, rubbing herself, when they started again, but to be honest my neck was aching and i suddenly had an idea. at the side of the house i noticed a window and climbed up using my bike to peak through. (my friend was not the cleverest and hadnt thought about this) At the time i thought it was the biggest wardrobe in the world, but it was a changing room next to the bedroom and you could actually see them (well part of their bodies - her back when riding and his legs) banging away on the bed through a large mirror on the wall. This is where the story turns into a bit of a comedy. we would take it in turns, one would listen and the other one would watch and tell the other which position they were doing. Have to laugh at that now, but back then it was really hot. These sessions would last about an hour and all the time we had to be on the lookout and not get caught by passer bys. so, it was quite thrilling in both senses.
The story took a turn when i suddenly got a phone call on a Wednesday afternoon, right after school. My friend said "You've got to come...straight away..." Well, of course i got on my bike, only took me 5 mins and we listened and noticed straight away that it was a different man. I looked through the side window and saw it was the owner of the cafe where she worked. WOW....this really turned us (well me mostly) on. Not sure if we actually witnessed her first betrayal with him, but they were hot. He really hammered away at her fom behind, it was really frightening. After that i dont know what happened. We eventually lost touch, but i think we witnessed her banging 3 men in the next 3 months. To be honest most of that is a blur.
Oh well, hope some of you enjoyed that. It certainly brought back lots of memories from those times, but we certainly grew up that long hot summer.

[sonar]

That was a great-great story I ever red in the last half year.
You are a real adventurer. The best part when you climbed into their changing room. But I lost the thread: is your gf climbed in with you or she left outside and rubbing herself remainly?
(Honestly, I would have given her more, because a real human girl is better than any heared or watched - but this is just my opinion.)
Penetrate into somebody's home is a real dangerous venture, especially if the male is a quite muscular and/or she is a shouter.

But we, males can do many things for our passions.

Thank you for shared this greatful story!

[lifeonmars73d]

Thank you Sonar, that really made me smile.
Although i thought it was almost a comedy.
No, i did not break into their home. They are houses in an estate, virtually side by side, only a small path inbetween my friends house and their house. Anyone could have looked through that window, especially someone taller than me.

It was really hot, when we saw her having sex with someone else. We never told anyone though. even then i think we were aware of how dangerous that could have become.

Have a nice weekend.
M

[sc0tt-uk]

Ooh, exciting stuff!

[lifeonmars73d]

Thanks Scotty,
it really was at the time. Did not want to go into too great detail, in case i bore you all, but i think even then we noticed that sex when betraying was much hotter. The cafe owner was really desperate. We honestly thought the bed would collapse.
It probably did one day.

[nofuturekid]

thats a real story - i like it