"I want you to fuck me," Abby said. "Right here, right now on the beach! I need you inside me, so bad." This was definitely "the horny Abby" speaking.

I pulled her closer to me to kiss her and my cock poked into her abdomen. She reached down to place my cock flat between us and then we resumed our close embrace and kissing, standing there in the bright sunshine on the sand. She could barely stand it.

"Spread out that towel," she told me and I stepped away from her so that I could spread it on the ground. It was a nice wide and long beach towel. She had me lay down on my back, my feet pointed towards the river. She then stood above my head and I was looking up at the two plugs inserted in her. She knelt down so they were directly above my face, and then leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth. I realized what she was about to do as she positioned herself. Her hand reached back to grasp and then popped the plug out of her pussy.

There was a gush from her pussy as her juices and my cum was released from behind the plug. She didn't let it just drip out. She dropped lower to my mouth and started grinding down while I sucked out those juices. She stopped sucking my cock, raised up, and arched her back as my tongue and mouth sent her to an immediate orgasm. My face was at point blank range to her butt plug. I reached forward and around her breasts to cup them, squeeze them and gently squeeze her nipples between my fingers. That just continued the orgasm she was having.

I don't think she even waited for it to subside before she raised up of my face crawled on her knees down my body, grabbed the base of my cock, and when she got into position over top of it, slid down cock until I was all the way in. As soon as she bottomed out, she was thrusting her hips forward and back. All I could really do, was grasp her hips as she faced away from me. It was a marvelous view of her ass thrusting to take my cock in her pussy and I had a great view of her butt plug tucked in her butt cheeks. The motions began to form impressions in the sand underneath us and the towel.

If I thought she had been horny the previous couple of nights, this was at a completely different level as she rode me. She didn't ride me in this (reverse cowgirl) position for long, though. She raised up and allowed my hard, wet cock to flop out of her and onto my abdomen before repositioning herself to be on top with us being face to face. This time she slid me in much more slowly rather than trying to slam herself down on me. And we started a much more intimate level of lovemaking. Lots of kisses and nibbling and sucking her breasts and nipples gently (and not so gently). She moaned and whimpered a bit, sometimes with her eyes closed, sometime looking deeply into my eyes. As she drew me closer to cumming, she told me "I can feel you getting ready to fill me again."

I really hadn't seen her quite like this; so horny and so passionate in a way where she seemed like she just couldn't get enough (of me?). Clearly, I was the focus of her love and her lust. As the minutes passed and I was getting closer to cumming she was telling me what she wanted and needed to extend our passion. Things like "I need your seed in me," or "My pussy needs to feel and squeeze that cock of yours," or "I want you to cumpletely fill my womb with your cum," and "I need you to cum in my ass."

I was getting really close and our movements on the sand (through the towel) were making even deeper indentations in the sand from our combined thrusts. "Tell me when your about to cum," she said, "because I want to feel you cum from first squirt to the very last." It wasn't long before I felt myself at that edge. I reached up and gently clasped Abby's head and looked into her eyes.

"Abby?" I said.

"Yes, my love," she said.

"I'm about to cum for you...yes, about to shoot my cum in you..." Abby pressed her hips down on me to have me in her deep and then she sat upright. I didn't think I could get any deeper in her but in that moment it sure felt like I was deeper than I had ever been. It must have been the "custom indentation" in the sand that allowed for the sensation of being deeper, whether I was or not. Abby reached around behind her and squeezed my balls to further encourage and feel the flood of cum I was about to shoot into her.

"Yes, yes. Oh, Abby, I'm cumming for you, I'm cumming...for...you!" And then that first big contraction and first big squirt fired into her.

"Ohhhh...I feel it...I feel it...I feel your cum in me (or was it "I feel you cumming in me". I don't know for sure). Many times, Abby would cum at this point, but it seemed like she was trying not to cum to take in the sensation of each new pulse of cum that was filling the far reaches of her vagina. After the first 15-20 seconds, the spacing of my contractions started to get longer and the contractions were weakening. She released my balls. She was still sitting upright on my cock, her arms pulled tightly to her chest, her hands clasped under her chin, her head tilted back slightly, her mouth open, and her eyes closed. There was no predictable rhythm to my contractions any longer, just random pulses and one of them, more than a minute after I first started cumming in her, she let take her over her edge and she started quivering and then shaking as her orgasm overwhelmed her. She was moaning and breathing hard as she shook above me, but not loudly like she had earlier in her house.

I wanted to gently pull her down on top of me, but I knew that would change the angle and depth inside her. Besides, it was wonderful watching her cum like this, the way the sunlight shone on her and cast such wonderful shadows. And then I saw a couple of tears.

"Are you okay?" I asked. Her head was still tilted back slightly and her eyes closed. She didn't answer right away as she was still quivering slightly. She finally tilted her head down to look at me. It was just a couple of tears in her eyes.

"Yes," was all she said. I gave her a moment.

"Why the tears?" I asked.

"You make me feel SO GOOD! You don't know how much I wanted this...to cum with you on a beach. To feel you cum in me; I wanted this since the first time we came here. You make me so happy," she said. They were tears of joy.

I opened my arms so that she could lay down on me and we cuddled on the beach, my cock still inside her. I occasionally moved my hips under Abby to slide in and out of her slightly, trying to keep my cock hard inside her and not slipping out. The strength of my erection was diminishing, but I was still erect enough that I wasn't going to slide out of her right away.

"You know you aren't done," Abby whispered to me. I did know that. There was a butt plug to be removed and a rectum that that needed to be filled, first, with my cock, and then with my cum.

Abby was laying on me with her head at my right shoulder, my head at hers there in the afternoon sun. A couple walked down the beach from the other direction and other end of the island at the water line. Because of the tree trunk to my right side, I didn't see them until they were past us. Although we were back up the beach from the waterline maybe 40 or 50 feet, with Abby laying on top of me, there was no way they could have missed the view of my cock inside Abby and the view of her butt plug. They looked like they might be in their early 40's. They were probably fifty feet beyond us when I saw them out of the corner of my eye.

I didn't say anything to Abby at first. I continued to watch them walk away. They were naked, barefoot, without towels, and walking holding hands and with insulated drink containers in their other hands. They looked back at us a couple of times but continued walking away from us before they turned away from the waterline onto the broader expanse of beach. Suddenly, they stopped and turned to each other. They were both looking our direction while facing each other and I could see they were saying something to each other. His cock was erect as they embraced and started kissing on each other.

"I think we inspired someone, again," I said to Abby. She raised her head to look at me and I pointed in their direction down the beach from where we had walked. We watched them "make out" on the beach and then watched this woman drop to her knees and take his cock in her mouth.

"We must have that affect on people. They came from the other direction and must have gotten a nice view of my cock in you and your butt plug as they came around this tree," I said. Abby looked down at me from above and smiled. We turned our heads back to look at them. While she was sucking his cock, the guy turned his head to look towards us to see if they were being watched. I raised my right arm up in the air and gave him a "thumbs up!" He didn't respond as far as I could tell. Yet, watching them going at it made sure my cock wasn't going to go limp. Abby could feel me enlarging inside her pussy.

"Apparently, watching others has the same effect on you, too," she said.

It's interesting to consider what constitutes "personal space" on a nude beach, particularly when it comes to sex on a beach like this. I had observed this same type of thing on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. How close is "too close." As two couples who were strangers to each other, we were probably just on that edge of "too close."

In this position, my head was higher than my feet on this spot of the beach as we watched the other couple. Abby and I were having some erotic fun talking about the other couple and what we were seeing. By its nature, being on a nude beach with other people encompasses a degree of exhibitionism and voyeurism. Choosing to have sex on a beach raises that to a higher level, and choosing to be relatively nearby another couple engaged in sex, is higher still. One thing was certain, I was once again fully erect in Abby's pussy and ready for another round. So was Abby. This round, however, was for her ass.

If I slipped out of Abby's pussy, gravity would play a role in having my cum drip out of her. For the moment, I was holding gravity at bay because my cock had gotten hard again and was an effective plug for all the cum I had shot into her. But we had two problems. First, and probably most important, we were trying to keep sand from getting to critical places where it might stick and give us a sandpaper-like experience. The fact that we had a nice wide and long towel was a real plus and thus far we had limited the amount of sand on the towel to the area around our feet. Second, Abby wanted to keep as much cum in her as she could when we switched to anal sex. I pointed out that she could rinse the plug with the some of the water we brought with us and then pop the plug in right after I pulled my cock out of her.

"Why didn't I think of that?" Abby asked.

"That's why you hire an engineer," I replied. "Hire an engineer" has been one of my lifelong mottos and sayings.

Abby carefully picked up her vaginal plug and held it while I poured water over it and her fingers to rinse it sand free. Abby positioned the plug on what would normally be the underside of my cock and moved forward on my cock as I pulled my cock part way out of her. Once she was ready, in one quick move, she moved the plug forward and popped the plug in as the head of my cock popped out of her. She did it smoothly and not much of my cum was lost in the exchange. Abby stood up and was ready to turn around to face the water so that her ass would be higher than her head. She stepped out of the way so I could get up, being careful not to get sand on my pussy wetted cock. I stepped away from the towel to allow Abby to reposition herself.

We hadn't been paying attention to the other couple while we were preparing Abby's plug. When looked over after we stood up, they were fucking in the sand in much the same position that Abby and I were in when they must have walked by us; her on top, him underneath. The were really going at it, too. Abby straddled the towel with her feet and then got down on her hands and knees. With her head pointed towards the river, she lowered her head as I got in behind her between her legs. The advantage of a sand base under the towel was the ability to "adjust height" to access Abby's ass. Abby turned her head to look at the other couple. They were looking over at us and I'm sure they could see my cock ready to enter Abby. Abby waved her hand at them over the sand.

I tugged gently at Abby's butt plug. "Are you ready for this?" I asked.

"Oh, yes!" Abby exclaimed. With a pull and a twist, her butt plug came right our of her ass. I made a great show of holding the butt plug up to inspect it so they could it. I placed it on the towel between Abby's knees and then positioned the tip of my cock where the butt plug had been just a moment earlier. Abby had a bit of a gape that I wasn't going to waste. I popped the head of my cock through that open anal ring. Abby rose back up on all fours to help my cock slide into her. I was glad my wet, cum, and pussy juice covered cock was both wet and slippery so that I could easily slide my cock all the way in Abby's ass. I was completely in her by the third stroke, grabbing her hips with my hands to pull us together.

I looked over to the other couple as she was bouncing on her male companion. Her breasts were really bouncing even though he had his hands up under and around them. They stopped for a moment, she got off him and then she got on all fours and he got in behind her and started fucking her doggy style. I told Abby I thought they were copying

or mimicking us. She turned her head to watch them. Much further down the beach to my left (west) there was a group of three people walking our direction that I thought might have been Steve, Stefanie, and someone else. I was sure even at that distance, that they could tell there were two couples on the beach fucking doggy style.

Watching our neighbors, he was really pounding her quite hard and rapidly. Watching each impact ripple through her body and through her breasts swinging under her was quite a sight from our position under the bright afternoon sun. Mine was a more leisurely stroking in and out of Abby that had more to do with how resilient Abby could or would be with anal sex.

"I think they're cumming or getting ready to," I said to Abby. She looked at them and saw what I saw, too. Moments later there were the telltale signs of those last thrusts and the sounds and moans of someone, certainly him, cumming. She slid forward on the sand, him landing and laying on top of her obviously cumming inside her. Abby, in the meantime wanted me to stroke her a little quicker and harder. I turned my attention back to Abby, first grasping her hips a little tighter and then placing my legs outside of hers to have a little more upward thrust as I slid my cock in and out of her ass.

"That's it. Just like that," Abby said, as the angle and depth of my stroke changed for her. It did feel really good to me because the tip of my cock was rubbing the "back" of her rectum and I am guessing that I was getting a little extra pressure sensation from the way her back muscles and spine were supporting her rectum.

"You like this," she said. It was a statement, not a question. "I feel you getting harder." I didn't feel like I was close to cumming yet. I assumed that it was my reaction to the stimulation of the tip and the head of my cock that had Abby feel me getter harder in her ass. Whatever I was rubbing, the combination of this angle, depth, and speed felt really good to her, too. I looked over at the other couple and they were now laying on their sides watching Abby and I.

"A little harder, " Abby finally said. I increased my pace of stroking and gave a little more emphasis to the end of my stroke into her. Abby put her head back down trying to maintain the right angle to get her to trigger her anal orgasm (with out "assistance" ). She didn't have them all the time, but they were intense and very, very deep when the combination of what we were doing could trigger one. "More, harder" Abby demanded of me. I could feel the tingling beginning to spread from the head of my cock back down towards my balls. At this pace, the characteristic sound of "fwap, fwap, fwap" could be heard as my hips slapped into Abby's ass.

Abby started uttering "You're going to make me cum!" over and over between breathes as I was stroking at a consistent but rapid pace of about two strokes a second. She was right on the edge, like she was caught there and couldn't get over the edge or have something push her over. What it took was changing to slower, long, harder strokes and on the fourth or fifth stroke like that she announced "OH, GOD! I'M CUMMINGGGGGGG!" She started quivering and shaking. I continued to slam my cock into her. All that I could hear, besides the sound of my hips fwapping her ass, was her letting out this low, elongated "OOOOHHHHH!" as she exhaled each breath.

For a short time she kept her ass "up in the air" while her anal orgasm radiated throughout her hips. But she started to slide forward, pivoting on her knees to bring her belly down to the towel. Whether she said "come with me" or "CUM with me," I kept my cock in her ass as she brought her hips down to the towel. My knees and legs were outside of hers and when she landed on the towel, I was able to stay deep in her ass from the prone (bone) position. I slid my hands forward over hers and we interlocked fingers as my weight was fully upon her hips.

"Here I cum!" I whispered in her ear and then she felt the first pulse of my cum and then the next, and the next one. With each pulse, she let out a little "Oh!" I kept myself propped up on my elbows and forearms while our hands and fingers were still interlocked. As the pulses decreased in frequency and intensity, I gradually lowered my chest down to Abby's back and lowered my head next to hers and asked quietly "Is that what you wanted?"

She nodded her head yes.

Now, in those moments where I was trying to get Abby over the edge to her orgasm and then, once she started and then lowered herself down to the blanket, I followed her down to trigger my own, I had (again) completely lost my awareness of the couple next to us. I was so "into" Abby in more ways than one, it was as if there was us and no one else. Suddenly, I was snapped back to reality when we heard applause from the couple next to us. But it was more than that, there was applause from behind us and over our right shoulders and a chorus of "BRAVO! BRAVO!" I turned my head and looked over my right shoulder and saw at least two couples, maybe three, looking over the edge of the downed tree to our right. There were more people behind us though I couldn't turn without significantly shift my position with Abby to see how many. Maybe three or four?

"We have an audience," I said as I turned my head back to lay back on Abby. I could feel her squirm slightly under me. "Just stay still and enjoy my cock in your ass like you always do." She relaxed under me and said okay.

"When we're ready to separate, bring you hips and ass back up to hold my cum in you ass. I'll rinse you butt plug to make sure it does have any sand on it and pop it back in your ass. We might as well make a real show of it!" I said.

"You're such a naughty boy!" Abby responded. She had a broad grin on her face. "I'm no boy," I whispered. "I'm your man!"

We were laying there for about five minutes. Some of our audience started wandering off. "Great show!" "Hot as fuck!" were some of the comments I heard.

I could feel my cock losing its erection in Abby. "Okay," I said. "Time to plug you up." In a very coordinated move, Abby raised up her hips and I carefully backed up to hold my cock inside her. The couple beside us were still there watching us, stroking each other. He was pretty erect. I opened a bottle of water, reached down between Abby's knees and picked up her butt plug and then held it out away from the edge of the towel to rinse it. Satisfied that it didn't have any sand, I pull my cock the rest of the way out of Abby's ass and pressed her butt plug back into position so that it popped back in her."

"That is so fucking hot," some young woman about my age said as she was standing there, looking over the edge of the log at us. There was another woman with her. "I need to get one of those. Where did you get it?" referring to the butt plug. Abby told her the name of the shop and where it was as she was getting up onto her knees.

"Thanks. You guys put on a great show!" and they turned to walk away.

"Thank you, I hope it was as good for you as it was for us!"

"Oh, yes! It was!" was the reply. I stood up, stretched, and then stepped forward to help Abby stand up. The other couple got up from the sand and came towards us.

"They're right, you put on one helluva show! I'm Harold, and this is my wife, Jean."

"I'm Gary," I said.

"And I'm Abby," Abby said.

"Do you do this often?" Jean asked.

Abby really surprised me by jumping into the answer. "What, come out to the beach or fucking on the beach?"

"Both, I guess," was Jean's response.

"It's our first time fucking on this beach," I said. "When I'm in this neck of the woods, we come out here as often as we can if the weather's nice."

"You're not from around here?" Harold asked.

"No, North Carolina," I said. I didn't volunteer that Abby was local and neither did Abby.

"You surprised us when you got down on the sand and started going at it," I said.

"You surprised us!" Jean said.

"We decided to take a walk down the beach and maybe find a private spot for us to fool around a little," Harold said.

"And then we saw you laying there when we came around the log and we started to walk on. But we were so turned on by the sight of you two that we said 'what the hell! We might as well join you,' and we went for it," Jean said.

"Well, you helped speed my recovery," I said. "Abby can tell you that watching you got me completely hard again inside her and ready for our second round," I said. I wasn't getting hard with this conversation, yet. But I also wasn't getting any softer.

"We noticed," Jean said.

"He did take you anally, dear?," Jean asked Abby.

"Yes?" Abby answered questioningly.

"I told you," Harold said to Jean. The conversation turned to anal sex on the beach though it seemed more focused on how difficult it could be keeping sand out of various body orifices. Harold was getting harder during this conversation. So, was I. But no full-on erections, quite yet.

"By the way that's a really cute plug you have there," Jean said to Abby.

"Thank you," Abby said. "It's the first time I've worn it out here." By this time, Abby and I were standing there, arms around each other's waist. She leaned towards me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I took that as a signal that we she was ready to leave.

"We should be heading back down the beach or our friends will begin to wonder what happened to us," I said. We said our goodbyes and they headed back towards the east end of the island. After shaking off the towel, we gathered our stuff and headed the other direction to the west.

Abby and I had a very amusing conversation as we walked back down the beach about what had just happened and what was going on. In addition, she had told Stefanie that she was going to take me down the beach because she was so horny that she just "had to" fuck me on the beach.

We agreed that it felt like Harold and Jean were trying to figure out if the four of us could do something together and if and how to ask. We would talk about that later but we finally reached the volleyball area. Stefanie and Steve were both playing in a game when we returned. Abby and I headed for our blanket and we laid down next to each other, hand in hand. Our time on the beach would soon come to an end. But, it was time to enjoy the afterglow of sex and just being together on this warm and sunny day.

Stefanie came back after the volleyball game and sat down next to Abby.

"You guys have a good time?" she asked. Abby and I nodded our heads. Abby leaned over and whispered something to Stefanie.

"Really?" Stephanie exclaimed. "You're so good to this girl," she said to me. Inside, I cringed at the use of *girl.*

"She's a beautiful young woman, and she deserves the best I can give her," I replied.

Abby was also a satisfied young woman. It turned out that Stefanie, Steve and another woman had started walking down the beach towards us and they saw two couples sexually engaged further down the beach (Abby and I, Harold and Jean) and turned around about 1,000 feet from where we were. It turned out that while I was playing volleyball with Steve, Stefanie was helping Abby figure out where to go to have sex on the beach. Stefanie knew where Abby was taking me and what she intended to do with me (I'm so easy). It certainly wasn't just the name of a mixed drink ("Sex on the Beach").