Horny At the Beach!

I grew up on a beautiful stretch of beach where I wiled away most of my summer days until I started summer jobs. A short walk down the beach would bring me to the spot where all the kids in my class hung out. I could count on it! Most importantly, I could count on the cutest and most popular girls being there in their one-piece or two-piece bathing suits. The cheerleaders, whose red panties all the guys would hope for a glimpse of when they kicked their legs up in their cheerleading skirts, would be there in bathing suits. You could see everythiing you couldn't see under their cheerleading skirt: long smooth legs, tight round ass, and sometimes a full view up their thighs and barely-covered pussy. Whether they were laying on their backs or on their stomachs, the views were wonderful--though I must confess, I prefered them on their stomachs where I could see the backs of their legs and their cute butts. As for me, I would usually be face down to conceal the enormous hard-on. It felt so good under me, pressing into the bathing suit, towel and sand. I would dream away hour after hour looking at their bodies, fantasizing. At some point we would all go swimming and if I was lucky a cute girl would brush up against me and we would have a moment of contact under the water that no one else could see. Maybe I would even be so bold as to grab her butt and pull her to me, knowing she would feel my hard on. Of course, there was a lot of teasing and guys throwing girls into the water. All of it was great fun, and just beneath the surface was our collective budding sexuality. I knew, by stories shared, that some of the very girls I was looking at had already been finger fucked, touched guys' dicks, even had a dick up their cunt. It was sexy to look at them, knowing! All these things added to my incessant horniness. When it was time to walk home, all I could think about was getting my bathing suit off and beating off as soon as I could. If my mom was home, I would go into the bathroom and stroke myself before getting into the shower, or maybe play with my dick and cum in the shower. On the lucky days when I walk in and found I was all alone, that was THE BEST! I could take my time standing in front of the mirror, admiring my tanned, muscular body; rubbing my nipples that were extra-sensative from the sun; seeing my hard-on bulging out my suit; teasing myself before getting naked and beating off. God, that was SEXY. Eventually I would turn sideways to the mirror and pull the bathing suit down, just in the back. I would stare at my very white ass against my very tanned torso and legs. I might pull the waistband up and pull it down again a few times, just for the tease of that first glimpse. The big tease, of course, was waiting to see what I really wanted to see: my bare hard dick springing out when I pulled the waistband down in front. I super-loved seeing my bare dick and ass in the mirror, and knowing I would be feeling those incredible feelings soon!  Then it was sliding my suit down, letting it drop around my ankles and stepping out of it to see myself totally naked and erect in the full-length mirror. I might just play with it for awhile and look at myself from different angles: back, sides, full frontal. I might picture a cute girl from the beach in the room with me, sitting on the bed watching me; imagine her sliding her suit down for me and scooting out all the way out to the edge of the bed and opening her legs up so I could see her bare pussy. OH GOD, I'VE GOT TO BEAT OFF.  NOW!!!   I move to the bathroom where it feels more cozy to beat off and watch myself in the bathroom mirror. Attached to the window behind me is a mirror that my mom uses for makeup. In it, I can see the reflection of my bare ass. It's a turn on to see both sexy sides of myself.  And now, that first touch. The one I've waited hours for. The one that brings an involuntary gasp and a breathless "OHHHHH....GOD!"