Sex on the Beach

We were making out in the sunset as the sun pained the sky to frame our bodies.

A couple about 70m away watched from their beach blanket as our naked bodies wrapped  around each other. 

Time stood still. I can't tell if we were there for mins or hours. But it didn't matter. Every breath, every heartbeat, every movement was so incredible... Nothing else mattered.

All we could hear was the crashing waves as they teased the shoreline. Soon we too were a part of that shoreline.

Oblivious to the world around us, we couldn't resist. It was all so beautiful. The sun, the sky, the ocean, the soft sand beneath us... It wasn't till we saw the photos that we noticed people walking by. It felt so private, so perfect. It was the type of moment musicians write songs about, the type of moment that film makers strive to capture in their scripts. Pure passion simply took over.

And as we collapsed side by side in the sand I glanced at the couple I had noticed earlier on their beach blanket in the distance. The woman was straddled on top of her man. And now it was their moment. I felt such bliss as I snuck a peek at their bodies moving in slow motion. Did our behaviour encourage them to feel free to express their love? I like to think it did. And it was beautiful.

We walked back to our beach blanket, started to dry off and get dressed. 

Then the park rangers came. They busted the couple making love. Their sour expression was the proverbial rain on our parade. Then they walked up to us. Furled by the complaint they had received that "someone" was filming porn on the beach... And I got off with a warning ticket. Violating bylaw 1177 section 3.1 

That ticket is stuck to my fridge with a magnet that coincidentally says ,"if I can't do it naked, it isn't worth doing!" 

And the footage is on my laptop. ;) I watch it from time to time. I can still feel the ocean licking at my toes as he kisses my neck...