I caught them in the act | 2016

It must have been about 20 years ago when I took the road trip that helped me discover my particular fetish. In all of these years, however, this is the only time it legitimatly happened. It played out as follows.....

An old friend had moved a couple states away and had driven back back to visit. She had brought her boyfriend with her for her old friends to meet and he seemed like a decent guy and got along with us ok. He seemed a bit separated from the rest of us because he wasn't in on the eighty million inside jokes the rest of us shared. He made up for it by seeming like the coolest dude in the room. Why did I spend so much time fleshing him out? He wasn't involved in the sex. Moving on.... As my friend's visit wrapped up I was invited to ride back with them to her new home state for a visit. My friend, she was always a very exciting and passionate person. She had the charisma of a room full of extroverts and we had more than our share of intimate moments in the past. I didn't have sex with her either. Despite coming close a few times we never have. So when does the sex come in? Be patient, dear reader....

The drive back was a long one, meaning we took several stops along the way. Some were for food and some were for gas, but the important one, the one that led to the events that have me telling you this story, was when the decision was made to stop at a beach on one of the great lakes.

The weather wasn't perfect beach weather. It was warm enough, but it was gloomy and windy, leaving the water a little more choppy than it would otherwise be. Because of this, when we pulled up there was only one other car in the parking lot. While my friend and her guy headed directly to the water, I decided to stretch my legs and walk the sand dunes.

There were plenty of dunes to discover and I was always game for a long walk, so I had covered quite a bit of distance before it happened. There was a strange sound on the other side of a dune, you see, and being a somewhat curious person I had decided to check it out. As I began to crest the dune I first saw a woman facing away from me. Then I noticed that she was bouncing. As I moved further up I froze and ducked back down. She was riding her man, and riding him hard. I was instantly stunned, turned on, fascinated, and excited. I was so close to them and they had no idea I was there. I could perfectly see this stranger's pussy hungrily engulf this cock with every hard thrust. Her perfect ass was giving just the right amount of jiggle with each impact as her raven hair was flowing in the wind. Her moans were passionate, like something out of a movie. She stopped bouncing and started grinding. Her moans intensified and I could tell that she was about to climax. Fuck, I was so turned on. Her climax must have set him off, because he grabbed her hips and started pounding her hard from underneath. It could have only been a few seconds before he thrust up hard, and then was done.

I was so excited! I had never been so turned on. I ran back in search of my travelling companions in order to inform them of what I had seen. Upon finding them the boyfriend suggested that I let it be and to allow that couple their moment (but said in the most casually cool way. Damn, I wish I were that guy). I agreed.

Still, to this day I remember that moment with greater clarity than any of my own sexual encounters and always hope that someday I will get to catch another unknowing couple in the act, my greatest fetish.