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Marco posed nude for a MILF

I had another day free in Boston after a work trip, so I visited Herring Cove nudist beach in Cape Cod again, hoping for more romantic encounters like my previous visit (see our other story ‘Fucked by a park ranger.’)

After getting off the ferry at Province town, I took the longer but scenic route to the unofficial nudist beach. It went pass sand dunes followed by miles of deserted beach. A few people from the ferry were doing the same route, but when we arrived at the dunes, we were soon dispersed. I stripped to my skimpy G string immediately when nobody was in sight but I did not want to go completely naked until I got to the naturist part of the beach.

After I had put my clothes in the rug sack, I noticed from the corner of my eyes that the young couple walking behind me earlier were hiding behind a bush peeping at me, obviously enjoying it. Not wanting to bust them, I not only pretended not to have noticed them, I also put on a little show for them by putting tanning oil on myself, knowing tanning oil emphasizes my trim body as I had received many stare and complements on beaches. My muscle contours are more defined and my skin glistens in the sun. I recently bought a new bottle that had a brown tinge, making my tan look even darker. I applied it slowly in a sensual way. When I got to my G string, I initially worked the oil round it, putting my hand in occasional to oil my cock to tease the young couple, but after a while I simply took it off to oil my penis until it was hard. I made sure that they were still watching and gave my cock a generous covering of tanning oil before putting my G string back on. While continuing to walk towards the beach, I noticed that both of them were naked, having al fresco sex in the dunes. Must have been made horny by my little striptease. Glad to have done a good deed.

After the dunes was the beach. Miles and miles of deserted beach, white sand, crystal clear blue water and a few white clouds in the sky. The beach was adorned by drift wood that had been bleached by the sun and weathered by the Atlantic, making the palace most idyllic. I really wanted to strip naked but resisted in case someone comes.

I walked along the beach, soaking up the atmosphere. I noticed someone in the distance walking towards me. It was too far to tell whether it was a man or woman, young or old. All I could tell was that the person was wearing blue and had a straw coloured hat on. I was glad that I had my G string on.

It took a long time for us to be close enough to see that it was a woman. She was stopping to take photographs. güvenilir bahis siteleri She was also carrying a bag of drift wood. As we approached each other, she spoke first, but it was a simple ‘Hello’. I had forgotten how skimpy I was dressed and gave her a nice smile in return.

She was in her late thirties or early forties. Very elegant looking, big eyes and light brown hair. Her body was tall and slim, the blue dress was thin. Gushes of wind blew it against her body, defining the shapely contour of her breasts.

Curiousity got the better of me and I asked “What is the drift wood for?” I probably would not have asked if I had remembered my state of undressness as most women would feel uncomfortable talking to practically naked strange men. I feel so comfortable being naked, especially in scenic places that I easily forget that I am wearing less that I should.

“They are for my studio. I turn them into crafts such as picture frames or lamps to sell in my shop. You may have walked pass it in Province town on your way here. It is called Kate’s studio.” She said shyly. I then realised that it was because I was half naked. “Yes, I stopped and looked at the shop window. I hope you don’t mind me wearing a G string.” I replied. “I also noticed photographs for sale.” I continued.

Realising that I actually had noticed her shop, she became more relaxed about my semi nakedness. “I sell photographs of the Cape to tourists, that’s what I am out here for. As for your sexy G string, you have made my day. You have a very sexy body. Simply eye candy for a lady.” She replied.

We sat on the sand near a large tree trunk that had been washed up onto the beach and shared a soda (soft drink in English). I laid down flat on the sand to soak up the sun, legs slight apart. My yellow G string was hugging my penis, showing off its contour and left little to the imagination. You could even make out the ridge at the base of the crown. At the top, it did not even cover up all of my bush. I noticed her staring at my body. That made my cock grew and I could see it pulsating with each of my heart beat. I am sure she could see it too. Not wanting her to see my full erection, I turned around. Then I realised that my arse was in full view.

Later, she took more photographs of the sea, sand dunes and clam shells. The sun was strong so I sat on the tree trunk to apply some more oil discretely so that I did not appear to be seducing her. But that was, in fact, my exact intention.

“Would you mind if I took some photographs of you for the collection in my shop? I must admit that I found perabet güvenilir mi your toned and athletic slim body irresistible. Sorry that I stared at you earlier. You have a very photogenic figure. I am sure that they will be very popular with the ladies, and gentlemen. Tall, dark handsome body like yours with oiled muscular body in a G string basking in the sun. Province Town is an open town as you know, we do get a lot of LGBT visitors. Your photographs will be very popular with them too.” She asked in such a sincere way that I could not resist. “I have always thought about selling erotic pictures of beautiful bodies in addition to scenery photographs in my gallery but had never gathered enough courage. Your openness with your body has made me wanting to start with you.”

Although I am straight, it excites and pleases me to know that others, be it men or women, find my body sexually attractive. I would have done it for free, but she offered to share the profit with me and give me a framed print using the drift wood that she found. There could only be one answer.

She asked me to stroll slowly along the water line while she clicked away. I kicked the water to make splashes, bent down to pick up clam shells, anything to make me look sexy. She then posed me on my beach towel and on the tree trunk.

I was really enjoying it. Wondering what the pictures would look like. “Are you ready to pose naked for the camera to show off all of your gorgeous body? Erotic but at the same time artistic pictures may sell very well. I would make sure that there is not a hint of pornography.” She asked.

I did not need any persuading. Less than half a second later, my G string was off. “No, no, no, no no! I need some photos of it half off to tease the customers.” I did as she said and she was right. I was as sexy as fuck.

I eventually got to strip off. She directed me to get into all sorts of erotic positions and must have taken several hundred photographs. “I want some for the back of my shop, shots of a full erection.” She said encouraging.

I found my own body really sexy and had a hard job resisting an erection till then. Showing my hard cock to appreciative people is one thing, having photographs of it on display and for sale is another. I was genuinely shy about that, even with my exhibitionist mentality. I had previously had hard core erotic photographs of me taken by my girlfriend Julie before (see our other story ‘Three virgins went on holiday, one came back’), but that was for her own enjoyment, occasionally sharing them with her best friend Laura.

“You perabet giriş are very desirable and I know that your pictures would be appreciated by many and adorn many deserving walls.” Looking at my ready for action cock as she said it. She then encouraged me by stroking my cock playfully. That was it, I could not hold back my erection. My penis answered her request for me.

After a while, I stared to enjoy it and did all sorts of poses for her. Front, back, lying down, covered in sand, emerging from the water and many others. With me completely naked while she was fully clothed made me fell more horny and I was really enjoying the CFNM experience. Then I looked round and to my horror, two young teenage girls appeared. The were holding hands and giggling away, obviously in response to my nude photographic session. They made no attempt to hide their interest and had their eyes fixed on my body. As they got nearer, they stopped, put their bags on the sand and put sun tan lotion on each other. Obviously an excuse to stay longer to admire the scene. By then, I was enjoying showing my hard cock to the camera so much that I did not care when two more people watched. In fact, I was flattered. They returned the favour by rubbing each other in a sensual way, putting their hands inside each others skimpy bikini, with flashes of nipples and pubic bush at times. They took a few photographs of themselves and of me before they left. I had already gone pass shy by that stage.

I had never made love to a MILF before, if I were to start, Kate would be the one. But we were on US government federal land. Getting caught sun bathing in the nude incurs a fine. Getting caught making love Al fresco can land me in prison. Hard as it was, I resisted.

Time for her to go and I put my G string back and carried on in the opposite direction to the nudist beach. She did give me a long passionate French kiss with a hand on my butt and wondered it forward to my cock to give it a little fondle. I liked that.

On my way back to the ferry, I walked passed her studio and shop again. It was shut, but she had already printed one of my fully nude photos and framed it with a drift wood frame. It sat as the main display at the shop window. A group of tourist were looking at it. I went up to take a closer look, wondering whether they recognised me as the naked model in the photograph.

I had a little time before the ferry departed so I sat outside the cafe opposite to watch to people going pass, looking at my debut as an glamour model. I felt so proud to have the courage to do it.

A few weeks after I got home, as promised, a drift wood framed photo of me arrived through the post. The one of me lying on the tree trunk, showing off my torso, bush and penis, asking to be caressed and admired. There was also a 250 dollars cheque, a share of the proceed. Not bad for an afternoon’s work!

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