Hello, my name is Bee and I’m a thalassophile! That’s a lover of sea or oceans if, like me, you didn’t know what that is. Is there anything better than sitting on a beach and watching the sea.

Whilst I didn’t grow up by the sea my Grandparents had a holiday home which meant I spent all my school holidays at the seaside. As an adult I will spend as much time by the sea as I can. If I don’t get my seaside fix, my anxiety levels grow. Water calms me, it soothes my inner turmoil. Living close to lakes makes it easier to access those calm surroundings but whilst rivers and lakes are beautiful there is nothing like an ocean.

I don’t know if I have a genuine ocean fetish but being near the sea does raise my horniness levels until they’re off the scale. I don’t know if it’s because I’m more relaxed and my mind is soothed so I’m more aware of it. Or if it’s because I’m by the sea that I’m horny. Who knows, and frankly, who cares. The important thing is to make the most of it!

There have been evenings where I’ve sucked his cock on the beach in the shadows at night. Or then there was the time we were fucking in the sand dunes when a couple of fishermen caught us, I had no idea what had happened until my partner jumped up and ran off, I just followed his white moon! We still have a good giggle at that every time we pass that spot.

It’s not often I get to indulge my beach lust though because I live in England, if it’s not pelting down with rain it’s blowing an ice cold hooley and most often it’s both at once. However, we have become addicted to cruise holidays. I can sit and watch the ocean for hours, be it in our room through a window or from the balcony or better still at night from the deck. There is something mesmerising about the sea at night, the blackness of the sea against the white crests of the waves.

Not only do I like watching it, the gentle rocking of a ship makes me sleep far better than I do anywhere else. I even like it when it’s rough and the ship is listing. Quite often when that happens the ships bars are empty as everyone retires to their cabins feeling sick. Whereas we enjoy a drink or two and then retire to ours for him to pin me down and slide his cock into me.

We’re off on a cruise in a couple of weeks and it should be fairly warm. Whilst I’m looking forward to a relaxing break in new surroundings, the one thing I’m really looking forward to is him leading me out onto our balcony and being fucked outside before we go to dinner, leaving me with that delicious sticky feeling in my panties *hints*.

I don’t know what it is about the sea. Maybe it’s the gentle calmness of the lapping waves or maybe it’s the danger and the violence as waves slam against rocks. Whatever it is, I will remain a beach bum forever and enjoy the calmness that it provides me.