I sometimes get the notion into my head to take a drive down the shore and listen to music, walk along the beach and enjoy the sound and "feel" of the waves crashing on shore at high tide just about any time of the year. Well, with the temps today in the 50's I jumped at the chance since the roads were clear and traffic was minimal. I stopped at Starbucks, got myself a latte and put in a CD (the Black album..) and off I drove with the window down. Yup, I love being outdoors whenever I can.
I work from my home so rides are very soothing and cathartic as is music..my first love!
Anyway, my husband decided to spend time with his brother, watching "FIRE", in his brother's pit in the backyard and I drove to the shore. It was about an hour away and at midpoint I felt the need to pee but for some reason did not stop, allowing for the unusual feeling of arousal for some reason? The more I felt the need the more I could feel myself getting turned on by the thought of going under the boardwalk to relieve myself.
The sensible part of me kept telling me to stop and use a bathroom but the sexual inner me kept getting aroused by the thought of dropping my pants, exposing my pussy and peeing under the boardwalk knowing I would be alone, so I drove the last 15 minutes with my fingers in my pants massaging my pussy and getting more and more turned on by the minute.
I drove slowly through town looking for a clear metered spot and in I pulled, scrambling for quarters. I found 4 which gave me 40 minutes and I grabbed some tissues from my glove box and maneuvered across the street, through the narrowly shoveled sidewalk and onto a barely shoveled boardwalk. I was mildly surprised to see others there but not so many I couldn't walk further to a less traveled spot to go onto the beach and walk as nonchalantly as my aroused insides would allow.
I walked on the beach and came to the pilings under the boardwalk and proceeded to wander slowly, deeper into the darkness but still able to see the light of the sky and my surroundings. I was so excited by that time I didn't pull my pants down; I took the damn things off and leaned against a piling knowing I would regret it later but too damn aroused to let that stop me..My fingers found my clit and the pussy juice that had started to drip down my legs and I gave myself the most amazing orgasm. I would not have cared at that point who walked by because I needed to be fucked and I was going to finger my pussy until I squirted all over my hand.
Forgive me I have to take care of myself just writing this is getting me excited!! Now where was I? Oh yeah, I decided to maximize the experience and as cold as it was, and 50 isn't warm, I gathered my things, sand and all and walked a little further into the darkness and took off my sweater and my bra..standing there naked except for my shoes and socks!!! Was I nuts?...no I was fucking horny and even forgot I had wanted to pee!!