Adventures in My Holiday: Chapter 2
One morning, the sun beamed through the slatted blinds, prompting me to wake up and get out of bed.
Even though the massage and intimate encounter with Antonio the barber had been invigorating the previous day, I was itching to visit the nudist beach.
Following breakfast and a brief visit to the nearby grocery for a water bottle and some fruit, I set off along the paseo, scrambling through the gap in the surrounding wall I discovered last night and embarking on a rocky path towards the nudist beach.
Within fifteen minutes, I was surveying the scene from atop a cliff, spotting merely a handful of couples lolling about.
I scampered down the slopes and discarded my cladding, stashing them into my back pack. I proceeded to saunter along the waterfront, aiming to reach a less crowded section further down the beach where the guys would usually gather.
Halfway there, I unexpectedly came across a German couple, who halted to conversate.
She was a plump blonde woman with a beautiful figure. He was a burly blonde fellow with a well-maintained physique and a tanned complexion. I inspected his erect member with grotesque fascination as I ambled on, curiously peering at his firm, muscly derrière.
Rounding the rocky formation led me to a quieter section of sand and stones tucked away, completely devoid of inhabitants.
Selecting a secluded spot concealed behind some boulders, I unfurled my towel and settled in to soak up the sun's warmth. This locale was ideal for various frolics in case an alluring guy caught my eye.
Coating my skin with sun cream, I reclined, relishing the rays heating my malleable flesh and eventually dozing off.
Despite my obliviousness, a shadow crept upon me, dimming the radiant light and a hand took possession of my appendage. I regained consciousness to glance up at a young North African gentleman in his early twenties; tan, slender, dark-haired, and sporting liquid-black peepers, kneeling next to me while fondling my cock.
"Do you like this?" he inquired, moving his palm up and down my pole.
I nodded and he persisted, steadily escalating my arousal.
Rising and discarding his shorts, he revealed his sizeable, flaccid cock, resembling his slender frame. Squatting between my legs, he inched my cock into his orifice and commenced a slow up and down motion, allowing my member to penetrate him. His rounded arse cheeks hugged my penis, allowing easy movement.
His dark eyes consistently maintained contact with me as I lay there, doing nothing by allowing him to manually cradle my shaft.
Spotting a familiar figure observing from a cliff overhead, I briefly diverted my attention to a blonde German man, equally tan, well-built, and a brisk erection in full display. His full confidence in watching me and the young man lent an air of excitement to the scene.
As I returned my focus to my North African companion, he abruptly transformed from his crouching position, now perched perilously close to my erect organ.
Our eyes met as his buttocks energetically acted as a harness, sliding me in and out of his voluptuous orifice.
As I appreciated his figure in tandem with my unwavering intrigue, I experienced a sudden release, casting a stream of semen into his guts.
He regained balance, kissed me, and bid me adieu with a suggestion he may return some day.
Exiting the scene, I chanced upon the German man wandering by the water's edge, confirming he had been an enthusiastic observer.
After a moment's reflection and partial delving into my provisions, I headed back to the beach's perimeter. When we reunited, his enthusiastic demeanor implied he had also engaged in some covert nautical adventures.
We conversed and stimulated one another, however his playfulness signaled the end of our activities.
As I journeyed back to my towel, I encountered the German couple, who stopped briefly to chit-chat.
She was a voluptuous blonde, poised for my perusal, while he was a stocky figure with a defined belly and golden skin. I indulged in an assessment of his ample member, sharing a hidden giggle with him before continuing my walk.
Afterward, I seized an opportunity to frolic in the sea, acknowledging my counterpart from earlier, whose expressive display must have also allured him.
Exploring the rocky terrain and several concealed stony alcoves, I savored the sensations evoked by this eventful morning, savoring the memory of my exquisitely skilled Arab friend.
Tasting the crease of his backside, I started licking his anus and pushed my tongue inside, causing him to relax and let me in further. I spit onto his anus, then on the tip of my dick and rubbed it against his entrance, before working my way inside him.
He took me willingly with little effort, allowing my hard member to penetrate his sphincter completely. I was joyed as I could feel his muscles grip onto me as I began to thrust into his rear.
His words of appreciation spurred me on, pushing harder.
"Yeah, fuck me harder."
And I did. As I rammed my dick into his arsehole, my balls slapped against his thighs, causing him to shuffle forward on each impact.
Sweat from the heat dripped down my back as I panted, stark naked in the hot sun. My thrusting became more frenetic, till I reached my climax. His walls clenched around my cock and I released cum into him.
I pulled away, leaving my semen dripping off the end of my dick as it slid out of his anus, some even escaping into the sand.
Without a trace of our encounter, my new partner stood up and proceeded to join his wife nearby.
"That was intense," he said, still hard. "I love being fucked forcefully."
I displayed a smiling face and said, "Feel free to use my cum in your wife, and think about my dick in your arse."
He clapped my shoulder and continued to his spouse.
"I'm looking forward to seeing you naked on the beach again."
I just nodded, knowing he would be back, and anticipating tomorrow's adventure.
When night rolled around, Jose asked if I had any fun today. I detailed how it went, with Jose's eyes getting wider upon hearing I was on the nudist beach.
"Think I'll join you tomorrow. I've got the day off."
"Sounds great. I'll be there again."
He shared a secret with me, "I'd love to see you naked."
Then he returned to being Jose the host.
"Enjoy your dinner, sir."
I could sense a glint in his eye as he walked away, anticipating our next encounter. Once the evening meal ended, I headed to the bar to drink coffee and a brandy, then retired early in preparation for round two of the vacation.
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