I hope everyone had a fantastic holiday weekend! I sure as hell did! Ty and I took his bike down to Myrtle Beach for Bikefest. We had a blast! Hit up the clubs, did some shopping, saw some hot rides, and of course we went to the beach!
I have always loved the beach, the surf, the sand and the skin.
Oh yes, the skin. There is no denying, that going to the beach can be a titillating experience, but it’s a double edge sword, it can also be an incredibly humiliating experience. Face it, you are out of your protective layer of clothing and on display. ALL of your faults obvious and for everyone to see. It taps into the same vein of humiliation as CFNM. That disgusting flab of belly, your gag worthy greying back hair, that ugly mole, and all the other imperfections on your pathetic and disgusting body. Oh, and not to mention when those swim trunks get wet it’s pretty damn obvious what you are packing (Or not packing as the case may be). The humiliatrix in me always has a little giggle when a fat old loser gets out of the water and his swim suit is clinging to every curve and there is nothing worth mentioning hanging between his legs.
It also makes me appreciate my mahogany god of a man. Oh, and for anyone who is wondering… Yes. I totally did fuck Ty on the beach. In the dunes, under the stars. And yes. I did have “Escape (The Pina Colada Song)” stuck in my head as I rode that big black cock of his.