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Originally Posted by Curiouscouple2469
Love the story and to hear it from your perspective is fascinating to me. I myself and also with at least two partners have shared similar situations and have found them to be tremendously erotic.
We have never taken things as far as this went but close, and only fell short for reasons of lacking privacy and a fear of getting reported.
I always enjoy hearing your thoughts and getting insight into what inspires you to take on these adventures.
Ironically it was watching a lone ballerina on a beach when my buddy an I were just teens that has been ever engraved in my memory for 50 years. So the Demi-pointe stride would have had my attention already.
She encouraged us to not be shy and watch if we so desired. We shared these early morning performances for the better part of a summer with her encouragement to not hide the effects it had on us.
It was a lovely coming of age experience that provide a forum of its own for open conversation and mesmerizing sights as we sat chatting in the sand with a older women that captivated our attention as the sun warmed our bodies.
If only we could have imagined that she too would have gotten a thrill but figured it was just niceties.
With my current partner I have witnessed her take the opportunity to walk over and strike up conversation rather than miss the opportunity by passing behind two lads lounging in the shallow waters.
They only took up this position in the river to watch as she frolicked just yards away.
But as she walked towards shore and the shallower water she slowly reveals herself to them with sun on her face and beads of water glistening as they ran down the length of her body.
It had me excited watching her, and the one rather well endows stranger was producing a rather noticeable sea-urchin rising from the depths and take rest against his laying belly, as she stood over them chatting and their eyes explore her.
It was a scene that left me literally breathless as they say, but honest to god there have been a few occasions that your throat goes dry and just the act of inhaling seem to be too much of a distraction from what you are watching unfold in front of you and wondering what’s going to happen next.
You describe a similar emotion where groups out for a walk be dammed you have a rush building to something amazing and they can choose to watch or walk past but the pleasure building within needs to proceed to a release come he’ll or high water.. haha
You are the creature I’ve dreamed of encountering unexpectedly kn the beach and by my own great fortune, have a couple times in my life, but to hear it told from the other side makes it all the more memorable if they felt half of what you did in these similar situations.
Thanks for sharing your story and the wonderful photos just top off the screen and show the grace and beauty you carry when lounging in the sun on display for the lucky few. A gorgeous sight indeed!
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I am so grateful that you share these moments from your life when my stories bring them to mind. Your partner slowly revealing herself from the river, for the excited admirers is so sexy. But two young friends appreciate a girl rehearsing her ballet on a beach is most beautiful. Your complete story would be a lovely read. But even just these CliffsNotes inspire images and emotions that are wonderful.
Few of my stories hold such innocent charm. But staying with the ballerina theme, I include some pictures below. The black & white are from when I was 18. My parents hired a photographer for my high school graduation. I chose to take some pictures at the beach in my graduation dress and other outfits. And I chose to have him take some of me at the studio where I studied ballet. Officially, the photographer was a professional. But he was not much older than me, and was just starting out. I thought he was remarkably cute, and I could tell he was particularly distracted by me when I was posing in my leotard and tights. We flirted with each other through what I will always remember as an amazingly beautiful day. But nothing more to tell because he went to my church and knew me as the preacher’s daughter.
The other pictures attached are from years later. I had been out of ballet for a long time but had learned that a touring company was hiring some local dancers as they came to town, and I decided to audition. I dug out an old leotard but didn’t like how I looked in it now. I was complaining about this to Brandon, and he asked me to try it on for him. As I did so, I got the idea to have some fun with him. I put it on backwards, which exposed my boobs, and told him it was an erotic ballet. At first, he didn’t believe me, but I stuck to my story until I thought he was convinced. When I told him I was joking, he said he never believed it – but I think he did. I could tell how excited he was. Not something my ballet stories usually did for him.
I did get a small part as a chorus dancer. But this was The Nutcracker. I didn’t actually show my boobs while performing.