There’s something erotic about the beach. Just watching the ebb and flow of the tide reminds me about the orgasm, especially my own because that is how I relate to the sensations building inside me as one orgasm crashes over me as my lover fondles me, caresses me or just revels in the pleasure that he has aroused in me.
It’s in these multi-orgasmic moments that I relish being a woman. I wonder what it would be like to make love on a secluded beach with the water caressing us like another player in an orgy. The reality could be a real bummer but in my head it could be amazing just being in the moment enjoying the ebb & flow.