A Beach Voyeur Sex Fantasy
| I am 37 years old and I have silently walked these sand dunes and quiet beaches for most of my life. I tread softly and I can be very still because I need to observe and take note of all the things that I watch and see. Some places have rocky outcrops pierced with fissures and strewn with fallen boulders that bake in the hot sun. Others offer cool leafy tracks and dense beach rainforest. Yet others offer vast stretches of scrubby sand dunes. Each of these places is the ideal habitat for those who want to be alone. There are so many places and so many things to observe. |
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| Years of walking here have kept me lean and my long legs are tight and well muscled. After so many hours in the sun my skin is highly tanned and what were once fine soft dark hairs on my arms, legs and cock are now golden. I like to be naked because it camouflages me and it excites me. I stand hidden amongst the beach scrub or lurk in the many secret places, of which only I am aware and I feel like a warrior tense and very alert. At times the only sound is that of my own controlled breathing. Each morning I pass quickly through the softly dappled light of the forest constantly being drawn with anticipation toward the beach. The muffled sound of the waves draws me forward. My heart is always racing with the excitement of who might be there and with what might happen that day. |
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