Bellevue Beach in Denmark is one of the nicest, cleanest, most beautiful beaches in the world. It features swimming beaches and excellent sun. It features swimming and fishing and campfires and warmth. It features a dreamy azure ocean capped by white fluffy clouds rolling by in the blue, blue skies. Bellevue Beach is one of the most picturesque beaches that I had ever seen. We pulled up crammed into this tiny little European car, a fuel efficient little hamster cage of a vehicle that sputtered along at seventy miles an hour but the view from the metropolitan parking lot, the blue and the sand and the action, made the somewhat harrowing trip all worth while, and I was with Svetlana, this beautiful blonde twenty-two year old girl I met that was as wholesome looking and hot as you could possibly imagine. My God was she hot. To b honest, she may have been the reason that the surroundings looked so great. Her eyes were every bit as blue as the water or the sky. We grabbed our cooler and the chairs and our towels and bags and headed down to the waiting beach. It wasn’t really waiting. It was happening without us. People were playing volleyball and Frisbee and enjoying the sun and the sky.

We hit the beach and I started to set-up, but they all motioned to me to follow them, so I did. I would have followed Svetlana, and her equally hot friend Eva, anywhere. We trudged on for a ways until we found a more secluded parcel of beach, but there were no bathrooms and we were fully clothed.

“Where do we change?” I asked aloud. That was when I noticed a totally nude couple walking down to the surf. They were completely naked, and that girl was hot too. I don’t know what it was in that part of Europe, but all the girls were built as if they were built by Playboy. Eva popped her top off and her breasts spilled out. I couldn’t help but stare. Svetlana was down to her underwear and was staring at me, smiling. She began laughing. She didn’t say anything though. My god, when her body hit the sun I didn’t want to swim anymore.

“Come on Silly.” She said. She began undressing me as I was frozen by the turn of events. I’d never been naked in public before. I stopped her as she started on my pants. The others were already in the water, calling to us.

“Not ashamed, are you, B-I-G Amereecan?” She teased. I wasn’t. I was a bit nervous, but I was in good shape. The problem was I had an erection from the view. “Ohhh!” She said. Bellevue Beach was turning me on. Svetlana was turning me on. Bellevue Beach would have turned anybody on. She laughed again. “Don’t go to the north end.” She warned. “Not with that thing. It is the gay part of the beach.”

I frowned. I didn’t know what to do. “I know what can take care of you.” She said. “Get your clothes off and follow me.”

That did it. I stripped out of my clothes erection or not. Bellevue Beach ruled! I was naked and free at last. I followed her down to the water and we jumped in. It was ice cold. My erection disappeared and Svetlana laughed. She was right, she took care of my problem, just not the way I had in mind.