Stories about my past  

myfingersmells1 42F
575 posts
11/30/2005 11:35 am

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Stories about my past

I went to the beach with my roommates and friends. It started with my roomates and the northern connection, but the group got larger. It was a way to get out of the city during the weekends that was easy. We would leave early on Saturday, surf and swim and sun on the sand. Sometimes we would spend the nights drinking and partying and having fun. Crashing in small hotels and palapas on the beach was our standard practice.
I found the hot sand sensual and beautiful. The blue sea was a clean crisp line that defined my space from water, the land from liquid. I loved the sea.
I began to body board ‒ with fins and a new board. It was fun and I got pretty good. I also began to surf. I had to borrow a board from one of my roommates. I enjoyed the water sports and found myself free to try almost anything in the water.
On many trips I had chances to have sex. Offers were everywhere ‒ chances abounded. Many of us would just do it and then run to the ocean for relief. It was a wonderful time! Oh to be so carefree again!
I associated the beach with the hot sun, some drinks and hard-bodied men. It seemed to make my cunt desire a man inside it!
Perhaps I was more aggressive when I was at the beach. I found it attractive to see lots of skin showing. I loved a man’s body (in a different way than before!) I guess I also let my body become more available to men when I was there. I would pee in the sand without a thought. I would strip off my clothes there when I would not at home. I questioned if the group made the difference or if the drink got me going, or the sun ‒ or what it was, but I it was wonderful!
I had one weekend where I fucked a man whose name was the only thing I knew ‒ no other facts about were familiar to me. It was fun ‒ in the sea ‒ at night ‒ sex in the waves seems so natural! Maybe I was using the sun as my aphrodisiac. Perhaps I was just trying to find an explanation for the way I acted. I was so much more relaxed about my body, and I believe it was more apparent when I am at the beach.
Maybe a few trips to the nude beach that an old boyfriend had mentioned would be fun once I return back to home. I wonder what that would be like? I am willing to open that part of my life to him now that I have grown in my sexual appitite. To be so free about my body has liberated my soul in many ways. I found myself changing in ways that seemed to speed up as the year progressed.
I enjoyed learning about my body, my sexuality and my responses to myself and to the men I shared my sex. I found that I was more willing to experiment with my feelings ‒ less so once the men had left my bed ‒ more so before I had sex with them. It seemed a bit of a paradox.

myfingersmells1 42F
125 posts
12/2/2005 8:08 am

Even when I decide I need to fuck - and the choice is a one nighter - I can enjoy the moment but still find that emptyness that follows. I have not been able to overcome that feeling. I have found myself in tears somethimes.

rm_riviera3 36F

12/2/2005 1:09 am

I know what you are talking about when you say empty feeling. But sometimes you just need that good old one night stand. Your thoughts and mine seem to go hand in hand. I am enjoying your blog.

gnr8nrg 46M

12/1/2005 12:03 pm

I've had the empty feeling quite a few times. It's usually only when the energy is not flowing through eachother. Sometimes they don't want to open and sometimes I don't. Relationships, friends with benefits, and one night stands are all more enjoyable when the energy flows. As are most things in life.

myfingersmells1 42F
125 posts
12/1/2005 9:23 am

I am always left with an empty feeling after a one night stand. It seems like fun at the time but is unrewarding in the days that follow.

gnr8nrg 46M

11/30/2005 11:57 pm

I've been reading your blog, and I like hearing about your experiences. I'll come by more often. I've asked names after the fact on more than one occasion.

myfingersmells1 42F
125 posts
11/30/2005 3:42 pm

At that beach weekend were lots of my friends - but that night we were the only ones that went skinny dipping - so the sex was in front of my friends - but in the water - I was the only one of my friends enjoying that event!

I was left thinking quite a bit about how much I had changed in a short time!

mailmantrouser2 54M
534 posts
11/30/2005 1:35 pm

Last Paragraph - Seems like a lot of intense mental foreplay, then the release ofmall pent-up feeling, leaving no desire for afterplay.

You make it sound, though, as if you were the only female there, o
or the only female enjoying her sex?


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