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Stroking at the Seashore

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I was recently at San Diego on business. When it was time to leave I dropped off my colleague and had some time to kill before I had to get to my flight. So I went to Point Loma and the Cabrillo National Monument. A beautiful location with awesome views. I found myself walking along the rocky Pacific ocean shoreline and looking at the tidepools. It was a beautiful morning with a stiff breeze off the ocean, and bright sun warming things up a little. I've read about women getting aroused by ocean waves pounding the shore. Maybe it's the sound? I've always liked the sound of the surf, but haven't gotten aroused by it before. Maybe it was also that I was starting to relax after the week of stressful business travel.

Anyway, I started to feel a little swelling down there in my pants. I put my hand in my pocket and felt my cock a little and it felt nice. Soon, I flipped my briefs to the side so that my dick came out through the left leg opening and was hanging down my leg. Now I could feel the breeze through my thin pants, and as I walked my leg was rubbing on my rapidly stiffening cock. I was walking up some stairs on the trail, and that really got me excited. I started to think that I really would like to come, and how could I do that. I could go back to the car, or what? Then I noticed a little cove area that faced only the ocean. I was still a little worried that someone would come up behind me, but I ducked down into the cove and unzipped my pants. Out popped my hard penis and the wind felt great on it. I started stroking it, and oh how nice that felt. I looked out at the waves rolling in and crashing just below me, I felt the salty spray on my face, and the pleasantly cool breeze. I really wasn't thinking about anything sexy, and that was strange to me. I did occasionally look down and enjoy the sight of my hand stroking my hard cock, and especially liked seeing it's swollen pink head bobbing about, out in the natural setting. After a few minutes I felt the orgasm building and reaching inevitibility. And then I came and felt the delicious release. I looked down to see the globs below on the moist rocks. I got a little nervous and quickly wrapped things up and got back on the trail. I wandered back to the car with wobbly legs and a smile on my face. It was one of the more unusual sexual experiences I've had in the past few years.



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