Coast to coast: Delaware My Unknown Friend: I don't know how much of this time you've actually spent thinking. in me. To

Coast to coast: Delaware My Unknown Friend: I don't know how much of this time you've actually spent thinking. in me. To be honest with you, I have thought about you, and every time I have a I meet someone, I think that it is your body that I am enjoying, and It is your hands that touch me. Yesterday I settled into a small motel on the outskirts of the park Delaware Seashore, south of the mouth of the river of the same name and off the coast of the Atlantic Ocean. I arrived via Route 1, which runs parallel to the coast of that state and I settled into my room eager to take a bath and rest for a while. bit. The next day I would go to the beach to rest and sunbathe. It needed after the fiery and almost traumatizing experience in Philadelphia. When I got out of the shower I put on boxers and turned on the TV, I looked out the window and noticed that apart from my Jeep Cherokee there were only parked a couple more cars. It was logical, it was Tuesday, almost no one visits beaches on the day Tuesday. Furthermore, the person in charge had informed me that Delaware is one of the smaller states and that most of their clients were tourists from some other place. I took a tourism magazine that was on the dresser and began to leafing through it, when I heard what seemed to me like a gunshot. "Ah, damn" - I thought - "And the sign outside said 'A quiet place to sleep." Cautiously, I opened the curtain. I calmed down immediately, Well all I saw was a couple in a car and a flat tire. That's him noise he had heard: the tire had exploded. The man, a type young man with cropped blonde hair had gotten out while the woman, long, straight hair remained inside the sedan. I looked at them and noticed that they didn't have a spare tire. The girl got off and walked to the hotel office. Moved by altruism I I put on my sandals and opened the door without leaving the room. "Issues?!" - I shouted to the boy from the threshold. He looked at me again while looking at the flat tire. "I don't have a spare part" - he answered me. "Bad luck... but there must be a place nearby where they can "I'll fix it," I told her as the girl returned from the office. "The manager says that the closest place and that it could be "open is just across the state line, it's called Ocean City," she said. while he looked at me out of the corner of his eye. "How much is left?" - asked the man while looking at his clock. I saw my Timex again, 7:40pm. "It says it's not far, about 25 minutes," the woman answered. women. I quickly thought of the golden rule (the one that says that one should treat others as one would like to be treated). I didn't think much about it. "If you want, I can take you" - I offered the boy while He looked at his partner again in disbelief. "Really?" "Of course, from one tourist to another" - I said, pointing to the license plate. vehicle that read "Ohio, bicentennial 1803 - 2003." I put on a pair of "slack" type pants over my boxer shorts, which I tied up, and then put on a tank top (the summer heat was starting), my wallet and the keys to my Cherokee. I went out and introduced myself. "I'm Diego" - I said to the girl, a redhead with dark eyes. dark "Hi, my name is Darryl, and this is my boyfriend, Skip." I shook hands with them both. Then Skip, a 21-year-old boy, with cropped blonde hair, light green eyes, a wide chin in whose In the center was a tiny mouth with full lips, it smiled at me and thanked me. gesture. Darryl would stay in the office making some calls on the public telephone notifying their relatives that they were late. Skip and I got on and after checking the map we We headed south. We talked about our different activities and about the reasons we had to travel. A few minutes later we saw the sign which read "Leaving Delaware, the First State." "We shouldn't be far away anymore" - I told him while I turned on the courtesy lights as the sun had begun to set. "Well I wish we were" - Skip's voice was almost a whisper. "Sorry?" "I wish we were far away" - this time the voice was louder -"I want to be somewhere else and not with her." "Excuse me?" I asked again. And then Skip took a parachute called "confession" and vent." He told me that they were on their way to his girlfriend's parents' house to formalize their relationship and commit, but that he was not ready to formalize anything, and that he was very young and wanted to continue enjoying his singleness. I took out of my brain the little I studied about psychology and tried to comfort him. And it was there where I got really into trouble. I stopped the car on a side of the road and I entered only a few meters into the area wild in front of the beach. Skip was crying at this point, and the only thing What I thought to do was put my hand on his leg trying to calm him down. Mistake! But what a pleasure I was for that mistake. Skip saw me again with his eyes tearful and instead of continuing to confess his sorrows to me, he put his thin and white on mine and approached me. "I just need someone to hug me" - he said in my ear as he tried to approach me over the gear shift. I hugged him and felt like a 220 volt current that It ran through my entire body. It was a sexual spasm like few I have had in my 35 years. years of life. He knew it, and then I thought if the whole drama wasn't only the hook to catch me. But what did it matter anymore? I felt like their His lips lightly brushed my neck while his hands pressed me towards him. Skip is a thin guy, I would say proportionate but not muscular, so nothing It prevented him from stepping over the lever and laying his body on top of mine. "Are you sure?" I asked him as I separated him for a few centimeters and I saw his light green eyes that had lit up and were quickly being wiped away from the tears that had just been seconds they had. "Come, let's go to the beach, I want to go into the sea with you and forgetting that Darryl exists..." The invitation was tempting, but I hesitated for a moment when knowing that we were on the side of the road, on a beach I didn't know and with a guy I had just met. But then, I said to myself "Isn't this the point this trip: to be adventurous perhaps for the last time in your life, Diego?" For that By this time Skip had already taken off his shirt revealing a thin chest, almost flat, white and with two beautifully pink nipples that surrounded it how many little blonde hairs, and he was beginning to take off his shoes. "Come on, get naked, you don't want to get your clothes wet..." "Yes, the last thing we want is for us to come back wet, "Right?" - I told him, taking off my shirt and letting him see my hairy chest with my two big brunette tits. Skip stared at me for a moment and then continued. undressing I did the same and followed him to the beach. He came in abruptly. into the water, while I followed him a couple of steps behind. The water was cold, but It was too late to repent or turn back so I got to where The boy was diving. He came out of the water and hugged me. "Come Diego...hug me and...give me a kiss"- when saying this he He approached me and placing his hands on my hips he pulled me to his wet body Kissing me until a wave rocked us. Between my thighs I felt like His cock bumped against my body under the cold water. I hugged him and literally I squeezed his buttocks wanting to make him mine at that moment. Another wave rocked us. My cock then brushed against hers. There was nothing to hide anymore, we both knew what we wanted, what we wanted "Come, let's go to the beach" - he said to me as he took me by the hand. hand. Seeing him come out of the water made my mouth water. The last glimpses Solar lights hit him on his back, revealing a boy who had just come out of the adolescence, with his tender body, with his soft skin and his muscles still taking shape. Her white feet left their footprints on the sand, her long legs They were crowned by a pair of round buttocks that resembled a pair of ripe peaches, his cock swung between his two legs like a snake that wanted to attack its victim (it was a beautiful thing of no more than 17cms, thick and hard), her waist resembled that of the best model, and her back, even without widening to its maximum expression gave him a boyish style, his hair cropped and Wet was an invitation to lick it like candy. He threw himself onto the sand while pulling me towards him. "Come Diego, kiss me...make me forget my nightmare...even if it's just for a moment." I must admit that in my long sensual journey, it was the first time I became that nail that tries to pull out another nail. Oh responsibility! My legs brushed against his as I moved to the side. of him and kissed him passionately. His tongue seemed desperate for intertwined with mine and as soon as I put my hands on his chest and abdomen he gave a couple of sighs that seemed to come from the depths of his being. your hands They were desperately searching for my body and in a few seconds one of them had already tight my cock standing. "Let me suck you" - he told me, getting up and forcing me to throw me on my back. I felt like the sand was giving me a strange sensual massage on all the parts of my body that were on it, and it tickled me. But when I felt Skip's mouth on my glans, the tickling became libidinous messages to my brain. He opened his mouth and began to swallow my piece of hot meat little by little. One of his hands massaged my balls wet that fell towards the sand that was already getting into my ass. Its up and down was slowly gaining speed while I, with a certain I nervously opened my eyes every time I heard a vehicle passing by. road just 30 meters from where we were lying. I pursed my lips as Skip deftly bobbed up and down. with her tongue on my 16cm cock. Then she spread her legs on top of me, direction to my face. "Do you like to fuck with your tongue?" - he asked me while he opened his ortho. My only response was to put myself in a better position to that my tongue could taste that space reserved only for the most intimate of a couple. The boy squatted over me and without letting me After touching my cock with one of her hands, she brought her ass closer to me. I tasted it, I was salted by the sea water, and I loved it. My tongue made several circles around the ortho as he listened to Skip's gasps that were increasing. That's how we were until the sunlight finally sank below the horizon. "How exciting! I've never had love made on a beach in the night..."- he told me as he got up and squatted down again. This time she put her ass in the direction of my penis. He had to take it with his hands, Well now we were just a couple of shadows on a deserted beach on the shore of the Atlantic Ocean. Feeling how my cock slowly entered the already open ass from Skip was a feeling that is simply indescribable. The promised one was about to regret it, she sat on my penis and swallowed it with that pair of beautiful buttocks while her ortho was prayed by the lasciviousness that It crowned my glans and then the rest of my mast. By groping I managed to reach her nipples with my hands squeezing them while I raised my knees so that He could arch and put his back on my thighs. "Ahh...ahhh...Diego...ahh...ohhh...ummm"- his sighs and I was gasping for breath and in one of the many thrusts, I felt a gush. hot with semen that sprayed my abdomen, my chest and even my mustache. "Ah....ahhhhhhhh..." "Oh Skip... what a delicious little ass... ah... come on, like this, like this..."- now my voice was broken by the imminent discharge of the stallion that He has fucked his partner in complete freedom in an exciting and forbidden. My semen flooded Skip's intestines in two or three runs. abundant. We stayed there, stuck, fused, for a couple of minutes. Then Skip, still with my throbbing cock inside, leaned towards me giving me a kiss He filled his body with his own semen that ran down my abdomen and chest. "Thank you...thank you..." "What are you going to do?" I asked him as I hugged him and I felt the weight of his body on mine, pressing me against the sand. "For now, go into the sea, wash... wash... and go to get that shitty tire.” Our laughter was drowned out by the tremulant sound. of the waves of the sea as we kissed once again. In less than an hour we were back at the motel. With a handshake, Darryl, the redhead who thought Skip was a total macho Fiery and manly, he thanked me for helping them. Skip opened the car door for him to get in. Then She closed it behind her and turned around to face me. "Thank you for the favor...I mean, the favors..."- he told me as he extended his hand towards mine. "You're welcome, and good luck," I said, returning the greeting. He got into his car, and with his fiancée they went out in search of your future. I locked myself in my room, and that night I slept dreaming that I felt the tight and juicy ass of that stranger and the sand getting into even for my buttocks. my email is diegomorbus@yahoo.com