I'm in my car, driving. My bosses are headed to Vagas and I've two days off. The windows are down. My stero blasts, It's Dave Matthews band. I'm bobbing around, relaxing after being cooped up in an office all day. next to me, there's a white pick up who's just arrived. The fellow driving has lightly greyed hair, and a great smile. He remarks that I look like I'm having fun. My response is that I've two days free and will enjoy them to the fullest. He smiles and tells me he's headed to the beach, and that If I'd like, I'm more than welcome to join him. I'm not one to miss out on the beach and company, so I tell him I'll see him there and turn, as I'm in the turn lane and the light has turned green.
Three minitues later, I'm pullin up in the parking lot behind him, there are no spots available, We drive north along the sea road, till we find meters. I park behind him, and he gives the meter money for the cars.
We change into shorts in our respective vheicles and proceede to walk towards the water. My companion stands a few inches taller than I and is evenly tanned. He's got the hands of a worker, (he works a construction job) and a great body that's only lighlty muscled... We speak easily of nonsence, chitchatting about sillyness and workstuff until he turns the topic towards going naked on the beach. What???
My companion reveals that he has a facination with being naked on the beach, walking along and feeling the wind wrap around his body and just be alive and "swinging free". Not one to stop a man from choosing to be naked, I allow him to strip down to his undershorts. They are blue. We walk along with me fully clothed and he in his underpants... I take off my shirt at some point after some prodding from him. A combonation of realizing that he's right when he says that it's not fair for only one of us to be naked (or in their underpants) and also, I typically go without a shirt at the beach, regardless of my under attire.
We continue walking abit more, There is no one on the shore with us, Everyone else is within view, but far away. We sit on the sand. Still chitchatting. and then stand to walk back towards the way we came, knowing our quarters will soon run out in the meters. He cant stand it anymore and bargins my bra for his underpants. His member is fully erect btw. I agree and we disrobe, continuing to walk. We steal little glances at eachother, and then perch again. He catches me looking at him. I blush and look out over the water. He gives me full permission to look, and so I do.
His body is manly from laboring. He's not too old, though his hair is starting to grey, and his skin looks deliciously smooth and silky. his member stands to his full height, showing off all of his beautiful colors. He's not amazingly long, and he has a good girth to him. The thought of having him inside me crosses my mind and I blush and look away again.
Streaching back, I relax into my exposure, giving him the same permission to look as he gave me. His eyes meander across my body, observing it's every curve, and he smiles.
We stand and start to walk back to the entrence again...
Somewhere we stop to put on clothes...
He's lost his keys when we get to the car, and goes to find them. I put notes on our cars for the meter maid to not write us tickets and shadow him back down the shore searching the sand for keys that could have been dropped by us. The thought crosses my mid that he said that to get rid of me so he could leave, but I let that thought just drift on by, not giving it any meaning. my feet were getting wet when I gauged him comming near me, running and he was once again, buck naked. I couldn't help but laugh at such an exobinant expression of freedom...
He said that I must feel his pulse, it was racing so hard. I circled his throbing cock with my hand. it was beautiful... I blushed and kept walking... he slid his pants on as we neared people again, and pulled me to him... I don' t know if he meant to kiss me, but he begged that we meet again tommorow in the same place at a certian time... I agreed...
Tommorow, what will life hold for me? what will I find and willI get naked? These are all things I wonder....
Three minitues later, I'm pullin up in the parking lot behind him, there are no spots available, We drive north along the sea road, till we find meters. I park behind him, and he gives the meter money for the cars.
We change into shorts in our respective vheicles and proceede to walk towards the water. My companion stands a few inches taller than I and is evenly tanned. He's got the hands of a worker, (he works a construction job) and a great body that's only lighlty muscled... We speak easily of nonsence, chitchatting about sillyness and workstuff until he turns the topic towards going naked on the beach. What???
My companion reveals that he has a facination with being naked on the beach, walking along and feeling the wind wrap around his body and just be alive and "swinging free". Not one to stop a man from choosing to be naked, I allow him to strip down to his undershorts. They are blue. We walk along with me fully clothed and he in his underpants... I take off my shirt at some point after some prodding from him. A combonation of realizing that he's right when he says that it's not fair for only one of us to be naked (or in their underpants) and also, I typically go without a shirt at the beach, regardless of my under attire.
We continue walking abit more, There is no one on the shore with us, Everyone else is within view, but far away. We sit on the sand. Still chitchatting. and then stand to walk back towards the way we came, knowing our quarters will soon run out in the meters. He cant stand it anymore and bargins my bra for his underpants. His member is fully erect btw. I agree and we disrobe, continuing to walk. We steal little glances at eachother, and then perch again. He catches me looking at him. I blush and look out over the water. He gives me full permission to look, and so I do.
His body is manly from laboring. He's not too old, though his hair is starting to grey, and his skin looks deliciously smooth and silky. his member stands to his full height, showing off all of his beautiful colors. He's not amazingly long, and he has a good girth to him. The thought of having him inside me crosses my mind and I blush and look away again.
Streaching back, I relax into my exposure, giving him the same permission to look as he gave me. His eyes meander across my body, observing it's every curve, and he smiles.
We stand and start to walk back to the entrence again...
Somewhere we stop to put on clothes...
He's lost his keys when we get to the car, and goes to find them. I put notes on our cars for the meter maid to not write us tickets and shadow him back down the shore searching the sand for keys that could have been dropped by us. The thought crosses my mid that he said that to get rid of me so he could leave, but I let that thought just drift on by, not giving it any meaning. my feet were getting wet when I gauged him comming near me, running and he was once again, buck naked. I couldn't help but laugh at such an exobinant expression of freedom...
He said that I must feel his pulse, it was racing so hard. I circled his throbing cock with my hand. it was beautiful... I blushed and kept walking... he slid his pants on as we neared people again, and pulled me to him... I don' t know if he meant to kiss me, but he begged that we meet again tommorow in the same place at a certian time... I agreed...
Tommorow, what will life hold for me? what will I find and willI get naked? These are all things I wonder....
*heads for cold shower*
if you are reading this, go put the secret word in my updated journal i did, er actually will do as soon as i do this entry
the secret word is *irrererevent* yes errererevent ...hahahaha i saw team america: world police....some funny stuff, some over the top, but then again, have you seen circa WWII bugs bunny cartoons..same thing different time
be well