A young man leaves home for college. Tempted by the local nude beach he goes and discovers his exhibitionist side.
Alex Thompson stepped off the plane at San Diego International Airport with a mix of excitement and nerves churning in his stomach. At 18, he was finally out from under his parents’ roof, ready to dive into college life at UC San Diego. The warm California air hit him like a promise of adventure, but Alex was no party animal. Back in Chicago, he’d been the quiet type—good grades, track team, but socially awkward, especially around girls. Pretty ones made his tongue tie and his face flush; he’d never even kissed anyone, let alone lost his virginity. What he did have going for him was his body: slim but athletic, 6’1” and 170 pounds of lean muscle from years of swimming and running. His abs were defined, a six-pack that he admired in the mirror, and his chest was broad without being bulky. But his real pride was hidden—his cock, a thick 10 inches when hard, with a girth that made his hand look small. Soft, it hung at 6 inches, veiny and heavy, something he’d discovered during lonely high school nights of exploration. He fantasized about showing it off, but shyness held him back.
Settling into his dorm, Alex navigated the first week with wide-eyed wonder. Classes were intense, but the campus vibe was laid-back, full of surfers and beach bums. It was in his introductory biology lecture that he first heard about Black’s Beach. “Man, if you’re new here, you have to hit Black’s,” his classmate Jake said during a break, leaning back in his seat with a grin. “It’s this nude beach right below the cliffs. Total freedom—no clothes, no rules. Chicks from all over, dude. Hot as hell.”
Alex’s heart skipped. Nude beach? The words echoed in his mind all day. That night, alone in his room while his roommate partied, he Googled it on his laptop. Black’s Beach: a mile-long stretch of sand north of La Jolla, known for its clothing-optional policy, hang glider launches, and stunning views. Photos showed naked bodies dotting the landscape—men, women, young and old, all bare under the sun. Alex’s cock stirred in his boxers as he scrolled. The idea of being naked in public, his massive length exposed for anyone to see, sent a thrill through him. He imagined girls staring, whispering about his size. His hand slipped under the waistband, gripping his shaft as it hardened to its full 10 inches. He stroked slowly, picturing the breeze on his skin, the waves crashing as his cock swayed freely. Faster now, pre-cum beading at the tip, he came hard, semen splattering his abs in thick ropes. Panting, he knew he had to go.
The obsession grew. Every night, he’d jerk off to the fantasy, his shyness warring with desire. By Friday, he couldn’t wait. Skipping his afternoon class, he threw a towel, water bottle, and sunscreen into a backpack, then drove his old Honda to the Torrey Pines Gliderport. The parking lot was packed with cars, and the hike down the steep, sandy trail made his legs burn. Halfway down, he caught glimpses of the beach below: golden sands meeting turquoise waves, bodies scattered like sun-worshippers in a painting. His pulse raced— this was real.
At the bottom, the beach opened up, vast and inviting. The air smelled of salt and sunscreen, the sun hot on his skin. Alex walked north, away from the clothed section, into the nude zone. Immediately, he was surrounded by bare flesh. Cute girls his age—18 or 19, college types—lounged on towels, their bodies toned from yoga or surfing. One had perky B-cup breasts with pink nipples, her pussy shaved smooth, lips plump and slightly parted as she read a book. Another group played frisbee, their asses firm and round, breasts bouncing with each jump. Older women, too—sexy in their mid-30s to 40s, with fuller figures that exuded confidence. A brunette with heavy D-cups and a trimmed bush walked by, her hips swaying, pussy mound prominent. Alex’s cock twitched in his swim trunks; he was already semi-hard just from looking.
He found a spot midway down the beach, spreading his towel near the water. Sitting down, he scanned the scene, trying to act casual. But stripping? His hands trembled as he untied his trunks. What if people laughed? What if his size drew too much attention? With a deep breath, he stood and pulled them off in one swift motion. His cock flopped free, hanging heavy at 7 inches semi, balls low in the heat. The breeze hit his exposed skin like an electric shock—he felt naked, vulnerable, like every eye was on him. A few were: a girl nearby glanced over, her eyes widening before she smiled and looked away. An older couple 30 feet off nodded approvingly. Alex lay back quickly, his face burning, but the thrill was intoxicating. His slim body soaked up the sun, abs glistening with sweat, and his cock lay against his thigh, threatening to harden.
After 20 minutes of lying there, heart pounding, he decided to explore. Standing, he brushed sand off his ass, feeling incredibly self-conscious as his huge cock swayed with each movement. Walking south, he kept his eyes ahead, but couldn’t resist stealing glances. A hot 20-something with long blonde hair and tan lines around her C-cup breasts spread lotion on her legs, her pussy lips peeking out, inner folds pink and inviting. Alex’s shaft thickened, reaching 8 inches before he willed it down by thinking of math problems. Further on, a group of cute girls his age laughed in the surf, water dripping from their nipples, asses wet and shiny. One had a pierced clit hood, sparkling in the sun. His cock bobbed semi-hard, swinging like a pendulum, drawing a few stares. “Nice day,” a guy said in passing, but Alex mumbled a reply, shy as ever.
The arousal built all afternoon. Every step, his cock slapped his thigh, the sensation keeping him on edge. He saw sexy older women sunbathing with legs spread, pussies on full display—some shaved, others with neat triangles of hair, lips swollen from the heat. A MILF in her 40s with saggy E-cups and a hairy mound caught his eye, her fingers idly tracing her slit. Alex’s erection sprang full, 10 inches curving up, veiny and throbbing. He dove into the water to hide it, the cold waves shocking but not deflating him completely—it stayed at a semi, ready to rise again.
As the sun dipped, crowds thinned. Back at his towel, Alex noticed the couple nearby watching him—a man in his 40s with an average dick, and his wife, curvy with large breasts and a bushy pussy. She smiled invitingly. The unease hit him, but his balls ached. Sitting up, he wrapped his hand around his shaft, stroking slowly. The couple didn’t look away; she whispered to her husband, who nodded. Alex pumped faster, the public act making his heart race—waves crashing, seagulls crying, strangers potentially seeing. Pre-cum slicked his hand as he twisted the head, abs tensing. With a stifled groan, he came, spurts landing on the towel in white puddles. The woman clapped softly. Exhausted, Alex dressed and hiked up, vowing to return.
The next day, Saturday, he was back, addiction setting in. This time, he stripped faster, his cock already semi from anticipation. The beach was busier—more hot girls, their bodies oiled and glowing. He walked boldly, cock swaying, checking out a redhead with freckles on her tits, her pussy puffy and aroused-looking. Older women flirted subtly, one complimenting his “impressive build.” His erections came and went, but he embraced the thrill, jerking off discreetly in the dunes at day’s end.
Sunday, the same. He chased the high of exposure, seeing naked women fueling his fantasies. By mid-week, he’d skipped class again, becoming a regular. He talked to people—a guy explained beach etiquette, “Erections happen; just don’t be creepy.” That boosted his confidence.
On his fourth visit, he spotted the couple: Emily, mid-30s, tanned with 34DD breasts, dark nipples hard, wide hips, and a trimmed pussy that looked wet. Tom, her husband, was friendly. They chatted about the weather, then Emily offered sunscreen. Her hands on his back were electric, slipping lower to his ass. “You’re so big,” she said, eyes on his cock. Tom smiled. “She gives great handjobs. Interested?”
Alex’s shyness melted under lust. “Y-yes.” Emily knelt, her heavy breasts brushing his thighs, gripping his 10-inch semi. It hardened instantly in her hand, girth straining her fingers. “Mmm, so thick,” she purred, stroking slowly from base to tip, twisting. Alex moaned, abs flexing, as she spat on it for lube, pumping faster. Tom watched, stroking his own dick. The public setting—people walking by, glancing—amplified everything. Emily’s pussy dripped, her free hand rubbing her clit. “Cum on my tits,” she begged. Alex thrust into her hand, balls tightening, and exploded, ropes painting her cleavage. She scooped some up, tasting it. “Delicious.” They exchanged numbers; Alex was changed.
Now seeking encounters, he approached Mia, an 18-year-old blonde with perky breasts and a pink pussy. They talked, then headed to a quiet spot. She dropped to her knees, lips stretching around his head. “God, you’re huge,” she gasped, bobbing, gagging on half. Her hand jerked the base, tongue swirling. Alex’s hands in her hair, he fucked her mouth gently, cumming down her throat as she fingered herself to orgasm.
More followed. A 19-year-old Latina named Sofia with a curvy ass and shaved pussy fucked him in the dunes, riding his cock, her tight walls gripping. “Fill me,” she moaned, breasts bouncing. He thrust up, public thrill making him last longer, cumming inside as waves roared.
Threesomes beckoned. Lisa and Mike, 40s couple, invited him. Lisa’s voluptuous body—E-cups, hairy pussy—straddled him, sinking onto his length. “So deep,” she groaned. Mike entered her ass, the DP making her scream. Alex felt every thrust, her pussy clenching, public eyes on them. He came hard, pulling out to watch his seed leak.
Another couple: he ate out the wife, her juices sweet, while the husband watched, then fucked her doggy, ass rippling.
Group sex sealed his love. Two brunettes his age sucked him together, then one rode him reverse cowgirl, pussy slick, while he ate the other. They switched, orgasms chaining in the open air.
His peak: running into Samantha, Kayla, and Zoe from school. Samantha’s busty frame, freckled tits; Kayla’s petite body, bald pussy; Zoe’s curves, pierced nipples. “Alex? No way!” They pulled him in. In the water, hands explored—stroking his cock, fingering each other. On shore, Samantha rode him first, pussy stretching. Kayla sat on his face, grinding. Zoe joined, licking where they connected. He fucked them all, positions blurring—doggy chain, missionary pile. Cumming on their faces, he realized: public and group sex was his passion.
Alex’s life transformed. Black’s Beach was his haven, his shyness gone, replaced by confidence in his body and desires. The waves kept crashing, mirroring the endless crests of his pleasure.