Sun Surf and Naked Swimming

End of the semester and it was time to put the books and notes aside and to enjoy some free time. I had my last exam about a week before all of my friends so I was free to head off to a favourite camp by the sea - not remote but a place very few people ventured into - and I love camping anywhere. 

When I arrived I found I was the only person at the site so I settled in close to the beach - ready the relax.

Of course with the stress of exams over my mind turned to more pleasurable things in anticipation of some of my friends joining me for a few days of sun sand and hopefully some fun. My female friend wasn’t a Uni student but she was due to take a few days off work so I was full of anticipation.

First day and night were great - warm weather nice sound of the waves breaking on the beach lead me to some much needed sleep.

Second day my energy levels were restored and I was ready to explore so I grabbed my water bottle and towel and walked for miles along the beach all the time thinking what was ahead when the others arrived.

Of course my mind turned to pleasurable things and as I sat down on the sand and took a mouthful of water I felt myself swelling at the thought of my friend arriving in a few days. Soon I was standing erect having discarded my shorts as there was a sense of isolation.

While I didn’t touch myself at this stage I certainly felt like it but being a little careful should some unexpected traffic on the beach which was a surfers hangout.

Being hot and sweaty from walking I made my way into the surf which wasn’t large but very comfortable to just stand and let the waves wash by. Of course standing naked in the water with an almost  full erection was a fabulous sensation which I had experienced many times before but on this occasion my mind led me to explore the sensation a little more.

I stood just over waste deep so the wash of the broken waves would rush past my now full erection - my mind focused on thoughts of the days ahead when Pam would join me with the others.

With each rush of waves I had the urge to grab my erection and work it but for some reason I just waited and waited enjoying the energy of every wave. I was throbbing the feeling was amazing and I continued to resist the urge to grab myself and finish.

After a few minutes I just had to get the release and stood on my toes so the white water from the broken waves washed through my legs and waist.

I came in the most amazing way without touching myself -  just the sensation of the water rushing over my erection and my balls being manipulated by the rush of water - oh wow it  felt like it was the best ever release I had ever had - what a sensation.

Since that time I have sought out times and places to repeat the same experience - always good but never the same as the first time.

I told Pam when she arrived a few days later about my experience and suggested she might try a similar thing - she was interested but kept on saying ‘but what about getting sand inside me’ etc etc - she didn’t enjoy camping or the beach more a city girl !

Actually she was right about the sand thing but maybe that’s a story for another time.