Summer lust

Oh, when the sun beats down and burns the tar up on the roof
And your shoes get so hot you wish your tired feet were fire proof
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby is where I’ll be
~The Drifters

When I looked for a song lyric to start this piece off with I spent way longer than I should have trying to pick just one which resulted in me listening to a whole host of fabulous pieces of music such as; Summertime by Ella Fiztgerald (such sultry goodness) “Cruel Summer” by Bananarama (reminds me of teen summers), “Summer of ’69” by Bryan Adams (a particular favourite of mine) “Summer Nights” by John Travolta, Olivia Newton-John, (I wanted to be Rizzo)  “In the Summertime” by Mungo Jerry (so catchy but damn those lyrics are definitely of their time). In the end I picked Under the Boardwalk because it is one of those songs I can totally imagine sitting on the beach listening to, or drinking a nice cold drink in the shade of a cafe whilst it played. It just feels smooth and sensual like summer and I LOVE summer.

It won’t come as a surprise to anyone who knows me well that I love the summer especially when it is hot. Whilst most people are overheated and miserable I am literally in my element. I firmly believe that I wasn’t designed for the UK climate and should have been born somewhere like Greece. Michael often says I am a lizard, and unless there is a direct heat source, I am cold. He is not far wrong on that, although I don’t have a forked tongue and scales.

During the last little bit of really hot weather everyone was moaning about how they couldn’t sleep and I have the best nights sleep I had all year. When we go on holiday everyone wants the air con to sleep and I want the doors open to let in the warmth so I can sleep well. I like the hot and the light and the fact that in the summer, for a few weeks if we are lucky with the weather I can be truly comfortable and relaxed in a way that I just can’t the rest of the year.

The summer makes me horny too. Well the hot weather makes me extra horny. Again whilst most people declare it too hot to fuck I believe it is the perfect time for such activities. Again during this last little heatwave I was happily wanking away in a hot sweaty pool of my own juices. I have no idea if I am alone in this but I am always wetter when it is hot.

I wonder if sometimes I have a slightly romantic view of the summer but then I think that is because I am just always happier in the summer and I have so many happy memories of things wrapped up in summer times. When I was a kid we always went to Sussex for the whole summer holidays to be with my Grandparents. As someone who hates school it was a very happy place for me. It meant country walks, an baking with Grandmother, going to the beach, buying ice-cream and fish and chips and staying up late. Those associations still linger all these years later.

Then as an adult their trips to Greece, a country I am hugely drawn to and have a very strong affiliation with, and when my kids where younger having them home from school, taking them to the beach, playing in the garden, paddling pools and hosepipes, BBQ’s and long summer evenings.

And there are summer dresses. Pretty much all my favourite clothes I own are summer dress and the best of those are the ones that fit in such a way as to not require a bra and most days, me being me, no knickers either. It’s my favourite way to be.

What else have I missed? Oh yes, a cold beer on a hot summer’s day, reading your book in the shade on a hot afternoon drinking a cup of tea, gorgeous big salads with sausages hot from the BBQ (grill to you Murrica’s) and all those succulent summer fruits. Let’s not forget summertime thunderstorms. I mean thunderstorms are good at any time but in the summer, when the air is thick with heat and you have the windows wide open and the thunder and lightening fills the sultry night air and you lay naked on the bed and feel the slightly cool air waft over your body. If you are me, your fingers slide between you legs into the sticky wetness of your cunt and you bring yourself to a shuddering orgasm as the skies vents it summer rage.

During the summer I have masturbated in the garden, many times, in fields and woodlands, on the beach, in my car at the end of my walk and once in a churchyard on a truly blisteringly hot summers day. The feel of the sun on my skin makes me want to touch myself. It makes me feel hot and alive and that always makes me want to come. All the outdoor sexy things I have done have always been on the summer too. The blow job in an alleyway coming home from dinner with our friends one night, the fuck in the bushes also coming home from dinner one night. The bites I got that night where not great but the cunt full of come I got was definitely worth it.

I was about to write that I don’t think I have an actual kink for Summer, I just love it, but then I realised that the fact that I crave it during the winter,  I am genuinely sad when it starts to get cool in the Autumn and that basically summer makes me want to do dirty filthy things both indoors and out probably means that it is way more than just love. The real truth is summer makes me lusty.

If I ever get the chance, if those lotto numbers come up, then one of the things I would do is move to somewhere in the world where the summers where long and hot. I’d still like to have seasons, there is something about the ebb and flow of them that feels right to me but I wish summer was longer and more reliable than it is here in the UK. Maybe Spain or Greece, who knows what the future holds but spending more time in warmer climates would definitely tick some of my happy sexy boxes.