Teacher's Beach: Nudist Adventures

I didn't expect to see one of my undergraduate students among the sand dunes on spring break.
And I didn't expect to catch him doing that!
I might have to explore that bit of the beach more often.
An erotica story of 4,000 words.
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Extract:
From a distance, I saw a man stretched out, lazing horizontally in the long wild grass. He seemed lost in his own thoughts and didn’t notice me wandering amid the tall beach heather with its pretty little pink and white flowers.

While I was some way off and still surrounded by the thick vegetation, I realized he was stark naked. It wasn’t surprising as it was a glorious day and an isolated spot on a nudist beach.

He’d made himself comfortable with his legs spread wide apart, letting the fresh sea breeze circulate around his body. One forearm rested across his face, presumably shading his eyes from the bright sunlight...

Fortunately. he hadn’t noticed me coming, so I ducked behind a clump of towering sea oats and held my breath, hoping he wouldn’t spot me hiding there.

When I peeked out, I had a clear view of his long, slender fingers running all over his body with a teasing gentle touch. It was like watching a master artist at work on a delicate canvas as he moved the suntan oil over himself.

Having never seen someone caress themselves like that, I was completely entranced. I couldn’t tear my eyes away.