My Girlfriend Gave Head to a Stranger on the Nude Beach

Everyone who knows Vanesa knows she has a wild side, and few things turn me on as much as seeing her give in to that nature of hers, let herself be looked at, and, if the situation calls for it, much more than that. This story is brief, because the encounter was brief too, but no less intense for that.

We came to Formentera for a few days with a very specific idea in mind: put her on display properly, have people devour her with their eyes, have someone dare to go even further. I didn’t put it to her in those exact words, but she knew me well enough to read between the lines.

The second day we ended up on a nude beach Vanesa had found on the internet the night before, lying on the bed in the apartment with her phone in front of her face and a smile that was already promising trouble.

It was late June and the cove was almost empty. At first I thought my hopes were dashed. Four scattered towels, an older couple dozing off, and not much else.

I was so entranced by Vanesa’s body, running my eyes over it from top to bottom as if I didn’t know it by heart, when I saw in the distance a guy approaching who looked Norwegian or Swedish.

It was obvious he was cut from the same cloth as me, an exhibitionist to the core, because he was already nude, with his beach bag under his arm, sunglasses on, and a look of self-satisfaction you could spot from thirty meters away.

—Vanesa, look at that guy —I said to her under my breath.

She propped herself up on her elbows, lowered her sunglasses a couple of fingers’ worth, and sized him up without even trying to hide it.

—Fuck —she murmured—. He’s almost as hot as you.

The truth was the guy looked like a Greek sculpture. Well-defined muscles, tall, not an ounce of fat, broad back, huge arms. The only difference from those museum statues was what hung between his legs, quite a bit more generous than any chisel would have dared carve.

—Look at the blonde one —Vanesa went on, not taking her eyes off him.

She had turned onto her stomach, her breasts peeking out over her crossed arms, her eyes nailed to that body. She wasn’t hiding it at all, and the foreigner was obviously loving it.

He must not have felt this desired in a long time, I thought.

He walked past us slowly, savoring every glance. Vanesa gave slight nods, as if approving what she saw, and bit her lower lip. I mentally christened him Erik, because his face was practically begging for a northern name.

He took his time spreading out his towel a few meters from us, and from where I was I could see that thing swelling just from feeling my girlfriend’s eyes on him.

—You really are bad —I told Vanesa, and slapped one of her ass cheeks—. You’ve got him half hard without even touching him.

—What do you want me to do? —she replied with a little laugh—. He’s gorgeous and he’s just walking around with that out in front of us like it’s nothing.

She wasn’t wrong. The other girls on the beach had glanced over too, but Vanesa had been the boldest by far, and the hottest by miles. The tiny bikini she was wearing, see-through at the sides and just the right shade of bright red, was an invitation walking around.

Looking at that body always gave me the same tingle in my groin. The idea of seeing her on her knees in front of Erik started growing inside me, and I couldn’t stop it.

—Don’t be rude —I whispered in her ear—. You’ve been eating him up with your eyes for a while now. Go see if he needs help with the sunscreen.

She looked at me over her shoulder and gave me that smile of hers that never means anything good.

—I don’t know… I’m a lady —she said, pretending innocence—. He might take advantage of me.

—And you’d have such a terrible time, of course —I shot back, giving her another swat that drew a soft moan from her.

—Okay, Bru —she relented—. But if anything happens it’s your fault.

***

She stood up without thinking twice and walked over to him. Her hips moved in a hypnotic way, her ass cheeks pushing against each other with every step, as if competing to see which one was rounder. I stroked myself over my swimsuit at the sight.

The blond didn’t take his eyes off her for a second as she approached, and greeted her with a huge smile. That half-hard cock showed no sign of going down.

They exchanged four lines in broken English on both sides, Erik sat down, and Vanesa started rummaging for the sunscreen in her bag.

She wasn’t exactly the queen of subtlety. With her legs stretched out, she practically planted her ass in his face while she searched around unhurriedly. Far from annoying him, the foreigner kept reaching for his own sex, squeezing it and biting his lips. Vanesa took her time, enjoying the effect she was having.

When she finally “found” the bottle, she started rubbing sunscreen on his back, massaging him with both hands. She asked him to lie down and kept going down to his ass and the backs of his thighs.

What a shameless girl. She spread his legs a little under the pretense of putting sunscreen on the inside of his thigh, and that was where she took the chance to brush, as if by accident, against what he could no longer hide at all.

The trick worked. When she asked him to turn over, that half-hard cock had turned into one of the biggest cocks I’d ever seen in my life. Porn-star level.

Vanesa stared at it, genuinely surprised, and Erik seemed delighted with her reaction.

Once she’d recovered, she went on spreading sunscreen over the blond’s chest and arms, swaying her breasts in front of his face. The bastard was in heaven.

His hand slowly slid to Vanesa’s ass and stayed there, trying to encompass a cheek he couldn’t even cover with his whole palm. I started rubbing myself over my trunks, watching my girlfriend in the middle of her performance.

When she finished with his torso, she moved on to his legs, positioning herself so that she was offering him her ass on a platter. Vanesa let him grope her, and that thing kept getting bigger and bigger.

Knowing her, I knew it was only a matter of seconds before she got it into her mouth.

***

She finished the sunscreen act on his legs and her hand slowly climbed up to grab that monster that even with both hands she couldn’t fully encompass. She said something in his ear while she jerked him off gently, licking her lips. She couldn’t have been more provocative.

She smiled at him and started licking him from the base.

Unbelievable, I thought while I worked myself over the fabric. I was insanely turned on watching my girlfriend give herself over to a complete stranger’s cock.

Her breasts swayed slowly while she sucked him. Erik grabbed her hair with one hand to hold it out of the way, and with the other he never let go of that cheek. Vanesa was positioned almost perpendicular to him, so she reached him with no effort.

She licked and sucked, tracing the full length from base to tip on either side without taking her eyes off his. The blond, who surely hadn’t imagined a day like this that morning, didn’t know where to put himself with pleasure.

At one point, Erik gently pulled her away, stood up, took her by the hand, and led her to a more sheltered spot behind some rocks. I followed them. I’d been on the verge of finishing just from watching.

When I got there, the guy was still leaning back against a rock and my girlfriend was still sucking him without pause.

She spat on that gigantic cock while sucking and gasping. She tried to tame it with both hands, but it was impossible.

Erik looked like he was holding back, teeth clenched, fighting not to come too soon, wanting to stretch the moment as long as possible.

Vanesa took it out of her mouth and slapped her tongue against it. You could hear the wet smack against her tongue and her panting. I was rock hard and had no idea how much longer I could last.

As if she knew I was behind her, she turned her head, found me with her gaze, and whispered for me to fuck her while she kept doing her thing.

Obediently, I moved in with my cock in my hand. Erik looked at me in surprise, but said nothing.

I pulled her thong aside and started to slide into her. She was soaked.

I grabbed her hips and started thrusting hard, while her head moved up and down and her moans broke off with every attempt to take him deeper.

I wanted to throw off her rhythm with my thrusts. I loved seeing that flesh trembling and settling back into place after every blow.

I drove into her savagely, trying to tear apart that ass that had been driving me crazy since the day I met her.

The foreigner kept holding her by the hair, teeth clenched, muttering things in his own language. I gave her a few spanks, teasingly punishing her for being so shameless and for having such a provocative body.

—God, you’re such a wild animal —I panted—. I can’t handle you.

Vanesa moaned with every smack, but never took him out of her mouth for a second.

Now she was working him with both hands, faster and faster, and you could hear the sucking sounds on that cock, completely slick with saliva. She was determined to get everything he had inside him out of him.

The clash of flesh against flesh was getting more and more violent. The situation had me completely out of my mind until I couldn’t take it anymore and, for a moment, I heard and saw nothing. A jolt ran up my whole back and carried me into another dimension.

—Fuck… —was the only thing I managed to say.

I emptied myself inside her, but I kept thrusting with my eyes closed, hearing her suck him nonstop. I didn’t feel myself go soft.

Vanesa had an orgasm without stopping jerking him off, shaking all over against me, and the blond told her in English, through clenched teeth, not to stop, that he was almost there.

When she finished coming, Erik grabbed her head with both hands, buried himself in her mouth, and started to jerk as he came.

He filled her mouth, but Vanesa didn’t swallow. She let it all run down over the foreigner’s cock while she kept sucking him and he panted for breath.

I pulled away, still hard, and my girlfriend finished cleaning him with her tongue while letting the rest spill out of her mouth, not quite taking him out yet, and the blond tried to catch his breath.

—That was incredible —he said in English—. You’re a goddess.

—Thanks —Vanesa replied with a little smile—. I get told that a lot.

With my cock still dripping and her thighs running with juice, we went into the water to wash ourselves off a little, leaving Erik slumped against the rock, marked by his own surrender and recovering from the best blowjob of his life.

***

As soon as we got back to the apartment, I put her on all fours and fucked her again, grabbing her hair and calling her every name under the sun while she laughed and moaned at the same time. Another brutal orgasm for me, and several in a row for her.

After that we lay there, sweaty and breathless, laughing like two kids.

—Again tomorrow? —she asked me, her head on my chest.

There was no need for me to answer. We both knew the answer was yes.