Beach Memories
To me reading about real happenings is a much better turn on than reading someone’s imagination. The following story is absolutely true and did happen as written. It may be small and even seem a bit ‘so whatish’ to some people, but oh well its my memory.
Here I was, a virile 17 year old at the time of this adventure in my life, was a thin male, 6ft tall, and still a virgin. Had a fingerfuck experience with a girl earlier that year but that was it.
It was a very hot and humid day in sunny south Florida. I had driven to my favorite beach located next to a state park in southern florida. This beach area does not have lifeguards or ordinances against dogs or drinking or anything for that matter.
I had been drinking all the way there and was feeling pretty good. I had just finishing the remains of an old ‘doob’ I had found in the ashtray from the day prior, when I turned off the main highway onto the dirt access road to the beach. I parked the car in the designated area and gathered my small cooler and towel and walked down towards the beach. I scanned the area for people that were in the buff.
The only nude people I saw were men. I want to make it clear that I am not nor ever been gay, but I figured what the hell, I don’t have to get too close to them. I walked down to the edge of the beach and laid down my towel and sat down. Needless to say my dick was rock hard at the anticipation of baring it all in front of god and everyone.
Well here goes nothing I figured. I pulled my shorts off along with my underwear and oh what a feeling, that breeze blowing thorough my nuts. I was at the edge of the beach so I could not see what was going on behind me. I was sitting down with my legs drawn back into a comfortable position. I could feel my hard on throbbing and bobbing between my thighs. I looked down and saw a string of precum stretched from my thigh to the source like a spiderweb. I looked around and some naked guys were eyeing me with lust, but I turned away not wanting to have to tell them to go fuck off if they came over. To my delight, two couples had just arrived at the beach and came down to within fifteen feet of me to my left. The women were topless and the men had on shorts. They were throwing a ball around or something.
I couldn’t believe this, here I was stark naked, with two women seeing me there. I dropped one leg flat to give them a birds eye view of my raging hard on. I kept looking out to sea and strained one eyeball to see them. The women giggled a little and I caught them looking over at me. This made me want to explode right there. I stood up and walked into the water, my dick swinging with the rhythm of my walk. I sunk into the warm water and swam out a little and stroked my dick ever so slightly and wham, the fish had been fed. I’m sure that even Ray Charles could see what I was doing, but I did not care at the time. After a few minutes of self afterglow (god what an orgasm) I walked back to my towel and put my shorts back on and left.
I’m married and have two kids now. I’ve experienced other sexual events with other women along the way, and I’ve yet to find another experience that matched the excitement I felt that day (not that I haven’t enjoyed the hell out of other things..don’t get me wrong here), but this event remains pasted on the walls of my mind and I often think about it and masturbate in the bathroom (as most married men do). Aren’t some memories great!
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written by joystick
