Young Lover

Several years in a row we went to the same place at the seaside. We would always rent a suite at the first floor of a house at the edge of the place, with a view on a pine forest. We sunbathed at different beaches, but somehow we preferred a rocky beach nearby, where we were able to sunbathe and swim completely naked. It was not an official nude beach, but almost a half of people there were naked. The others were wearing swimsuits, and some women were topless. Sometimes there were many people, but the beach was spacious, so it was never too crowded. We had our place at the end of the beach, where there was some shade. I was always free at the beach, just as if I had been wearing a swimsuit. Often I noticed young men looking at my body. I did not care if my legs were close to each other or not, or when I bent over my pussy would peep among my buttocks. I had to admit it I liked men looking at me. I would get chills down my spine if I saw them getting erection when they were looking at me. I noticed that my husband was glad that men were aroused when looking at me. He was turned on by the idea that they saw me naked and fantasized about fucking me.