When I was in my orgy days sometimes I'd be so wasted I wouldn't (couldn't?) participate but just watch. Not that I wanted to watch, but it would just happen in front of me.
So I thought I was desensitized to watching people having sex until a couple of years ago. Wife and I went to the beach, a regular beach, in Panama City, Fla.
I was reading a book and daydreaming while Wifey was napping. I saw this full-figured young girl put down her towel down not far from us. She looked a little overweight, but she was cute and quite alone. Typical young high school kid.
After a while I saw this jock, a young guy with a tan, probably in college, playing frisbee with a kid. Little later jock was by himself walking along the water.
I saw her watching him. He'd glance her way, she turn away. Yeah, I was a voyeur, but it was kind of fun watching them watch each other trying not to be caught.
When I looked up again they were talking to each other near the water. He was making serious time with her, and she seemed completely consumed by him. Like I said, she looked like a cute girl and by that I mean innocent.
I guess I had dozed off when I heard them laughing and giggling near her blanket, and then after a while everything was quiet again.
Wifey woke me up to put suntan lotion on her and while I'm rubbing it in I saw the two of them splashing in the surf about waist-deep. When I put the bottle back I saw them again and they weren't splashing. They were holding each other in their arms. Man, I thought, he gets serious real quick!
Wife finally decides to take a dip so I follow her. Looked around and didn't see the couple anywhere in sight on the beach or in the water. We were wading about knee deep or higher when I caught sight of the two a little farther out. Just their shoulders were above the water and he was standing behind her. There was absolutely no question what they were doing because she was "bouncing" out of the water on a regular beat. I could just make out the look on her face, her mouth was open and eyes closed and her head hung at an angle bouncing too.
OK, do I tell a lie here and say I wasn't affected? Hell no! I tried to talk Wifey into going back to the room, but she said I was crazy. It was like a car wreck; I had to watch. It didn't take long: the bouncing stopped and they were both real still. When I looked back she had turned around and had her face in his neck while he kissed her hair.
I saw them back on her towel a little while later when we got out of the water, but I didn't see them again on the beach after that. I did see him in the lobby of the hotel later that evening but he was alone. I guess it was a slam-bam-thank-you-maam spring break fling. Hell, I got my jollies.