Lil’ Beach Masturbation Story

Mmm. So….I was thinking about a couple summers ago when I went to the beach really early. Like 7am. There was no one there, just people surf fishing way down the beach. I had gone out with friends the night before and I was a little bit hungover. (No clue why I always feel so horny when I’m hungover—why is that?) As I sat there in my beach chair, I dared to brush my nipples ever so slightly over my bathing suit top with my thumbs. They felt incredibly sensitive, and after doing that for a little while I felt my pussy pulse and throb. Even though bathing suits are absorbent, I could feel all the wetness start to really overflow.

I had never masturbated in public before; it’s not a kink of mine. No wild fishermen of the voyeur nature for me; I would have genuinely been mortified. But people were few and far between and a good distance away, and I was desperate. So I moved the crotch of my bathing suit to the side, slid my fingers between my pussy lips and started slowly and gently but persistently rubbing, looking around every so often to make sure that no one was walking up behind me. I was making myself so wet that I kept having to take my shirt to surreptitiously wipe some of it up because my fingers were having trouble making good contact with my clit in order to give her the attention and friction needed.

So I kept doing that for a while, and there was an east wind that day….it felt so strange but good to feel the breeze from the ocean on my wet lips. When I started getting close to orgasm I didn’t even try to make it last longer because I genuinely truly didn’t want to get caught—I just went with it and let myself go over the edge, staring at the ocean. I came really quietly but hard, and after I was done I looked around again to see that no one saw. I pulled my bathing suit back into place and eventually knew I had to clean myself up so I waded down into the calm ocean up to my neck, loving how the gentle waves moved me around, much like the way my own body moves leading up to orgasm. Pure bliss.

And then? My friend eventually showed up to meet me, we spent some time apricating in the sun, then went to lunch. And I never told her or anyone else what I did that morning. ;)