She rushed towards the water as if the waters had befriended her. An unreal and giddy feeling of rushing naked into the waters such that the touch of water caresses her bare skin looped her mind. She is ready to experience the exhilarating rush of being naughty and nude in the open, shielded only by a semi reflecting sheet of transparent water. Skinny Dipped! She is wearing the bare minimum, and it’s just a couple of inches of cloth between her and nudity. There’s something about a beach that makes it a big turn on for just about anyone. You’re all alone, and yet, the vast emptiness can be so confusing and tempting.
She played around the water. Her hands slip and slide all over her well concealed areas. A beach isn’t all about the water. Her decision to go commando into the water created carnal frustration for me, increasing sexual passion and the desire to rip those clothes off the minute we get some alone-time. The light of dusk turned the blue water into intense orange and red just to arouse more passion and lust. She is like a nymph, shoulder dipped in water, with those appealing sights crossing my mind and thoughts. Forgetting all the secrets, longings, grudges, insecurities, and memories I wanted to hold her close to me in those waters with the cool sea breeze doing wonders between those legs. The quite night after the dusk resembled closely to our bodies resting in pleasure after a strong merging of sexual energies. The bliss is beyond words and it connects on a higher plane that’s beyond the realm of what our mind can understand.