I have a little thing for sex on the beach. I love the risk of being outdoors and also the sea because water is one of my major turn ons.
So two stories for you, both with significant others but years apart and on two separate continents:
First, in my 20’s, we were at a beach party with about 50-70 others. There was a fire pit around which most people were partying. It was pitch black so outside the light thrown by the fire you could only see by the light of the moon which wasn’t full. The music was loud and people were dancing and singing.
I was wearing a skimpy stringtie shouldered dress and an itsy bitsy bikini underneath. He was in board shorts and nothing else.
We were dancing and drinking when my boyfriend took me to the side of the ring of light and started kissing me. He licked the side of my neck and nibbled my ear to get me hot and then pulled me around behind a fishing boat that was on the sand about 5 meters away from the edge of the fire light.
He kissed me hard and threw me down on my back. I pulled off my bottoms while he opened up his pants to release his pulsing hard on and then he fucked me while the party raged on on the other side of the boat.
The idea of being so close to the crowd but secretly fucking intensified the whole thing so I came within a couple of mins. Put my biniki bottoms back on and slipped back to the party like nothing had happened… always fun to have a naughty little secret.