MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY – PART – 26

MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY
PART – 26
ON THE BEACH

We went to my home town Goa for Christmas and New Year. First few days, I was at my in law’s house and then came to my parent’s home for two days.

Holidays were over and we were ready to fly back Delhi in another couple of days.

It was not cold and also not so hot day in Goa. I was coming back to my in law’s house from my parent’s house after spending two days there.

I drove to myself to my in law’s house and stripped off my clothes the minute I got through the door of my bed room. My body glistened with perspiration. The cool air made me get goose flesh and my nipples hardened. I had decided to head to the beach for the afternoon according to the program finalized with hubby in the morning. Actually our program was for the evening to meet at beach for some swimming and making love there as it was our last evening in Goa for this visit. He was out to meet some of his friends and was supposed to meet me on the beach in the evening.

My parents in law were taking rest in their bed room. First, I have decided to take a shower. Then, instead of sitting alone in my room in afternoon, I have decided to go to the beach earlier to enjoy beautiful weather. I have packed my beach bag, get dressed and get on the road.

As soon as I got on the freeway, I decided against using the air conditioner in her car. I needed fresh air, and the coastal breeze was cool. After I put down the glasses of the car, I pulled back onto the freeway.

There wasn’t much traffic at that time of day. I turned up the stereo and relaxed in the driver’s seat. It didn’t take long before the effects of the sun; breeze and good music hit me.

The thin halter top and wrap around skirt caressed my skin. I reached down between my legs and my fingers found my some moisture on my panty. I just teased it, savoring the excitement of arousal.

Just, I had rubbed my clit from over the panty between my folds, sending currents coursing through my body.


The exhibitionist in me and my love towards adventure did not mind doing such things in the running car. In fact, it made me even more exited and anxious to get to the pre decided private and a small beach, managed by a private club and find a secluded area since I was before the scheduled appointment with my hubby there and I wanted to utilize that time and wait for him enjoying in a productive way.

I pressed my foot down on the accelerator. The wind whipped through my soft hairs and danced across. Though the sun was slightly warm, I finally began to feel relief from the stifling heat. “It won’t be much longer,” I thought.

In less than a half hour, I exited the freeway and made my way to the parking lot at the beach. It was practically empty and finding a spot was not difficult. I had parked the car, locked it and stepped out of it having my beach bag in my hand.
“It shouldn’t be too hard to find a nice secluded spot,” I thought. I walked down the shoreline, the waves rushing up to cool my feet. Humming to myself, I walked until I came to a spot just past some rocks. It was a good place to avoid direct sun light and no one from beach could see behind the rocks. There wasn’t another soul in sight. I opened my bag, pulled out a beach blanket and spread it out.

I untied the halter top I wore letting it casually fall from my breasts. The halter was then replaced by a bikini top, which accentuated my full, round, firm breasts. Next, I untied the wrap around my skirt and bent over to grab my bikini bottom from my bag as the skirt cascaded to the ground. The breeze blew between my legs blowing gently on my rear end and in to my soft, moist pussy.


I finished unpacking my bag and settled into the spot I had found on the beach. I rubbed beach cream everywhere I could reach then laid back.

I turned on music on my mobile and opened a bottle of cold water.

Soon, I started getting drowsy. The sun and the cool breeze could do that to a relaxed person. My eyelids started getting heavy so I decided to take a swim to wake myself up.

I am a graceful swimmer; I swam out several hundred yards then let the waves bring me back toward the shore. I did not notice my husband standing just beyond the rocks and the spot I had staked out for myself. (My husband informed me later about his presence as he too reached there earlier than the schedule and saw me coming out of the car)

He stood there watching me, as my arms sliced through the water and then my breasts bobbing along the top of the water as I floated back to shore.