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Authors name: Anon NixPixer (c) 1990
Story title : Vacation Encounter
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Vacation Encounter (MM)
by Anon NixPixer (c) 1990
***
Scott takes a vacation on his own and has an encounter
with a friendly native that he won't soon forget.
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The sun felt good on Scott's body. God, he really hated
the life he'd been leading, and he wished this vacation
could last forever. Going to St Thomas had been the best
idea he had ever had and Scott was not normally prone to
discredit his own ideas. Well, they could all go to hell
back there in Kansas City. Especially Bill. Bill took him
for granted and acted as if he owned him. The only time
he really made an effort was when he was horny and wanted
to fuck Scott's ass, and Scott was sick of it.
Before leaving he had purchased one of the really
briefest French cut swimsuits he had ever dared to buy,
and spent weeks working at getting in shape to wear it.
Now, on the pure white sand beach with the sun shining
down in the azure Caribbean sky, with the ocean a
wonderful shade of green, even it somehow seemed to be
too conservative.
Walking further down the beach, he suddenly realized that
he had left the crowded public area, and he had reached a
less developed and less tended stretch. The sand was the
same warm sugar on his feet, and the sky and ocean still
went on for what seemed to be an infinity, but it all
seemed somehow more private, more his own.
Suddenly the thought occurred to him that he was
thousands of miles from home, with no one to answer to,
and no one to please but himself. Damn, it felt good!
Good as the sun, and the sand and the slight warm breeze.
Scott smiled, and grinned to himself, his pixyish face
switching to happiness that had all too frequently of
late been absent.
Almost without thinking, he spread out his towel, pulled
off his suit with one motion, and lay on his back in the
warm pillow of the beach.
"Guess I'm getting daring in my old age," he thought. At
28, that hardly seemed to be a determining factor, but
the thought amused him as it went through his head in a
lazy circle. The warm breeze and the sound of the surf
was a hypnotic, and his tan, naked body absorbed it
through every pore, it seemed. "Yeah," he thought, "to
hell with all of them."
Scott had only lain there for a brief period when he
suddenly realized that the warmth and stillness and
softness were easing him into on odd type of slow
arousal, unlike any he had ever experienced.
His hands moved to his breasts and softly caressed them,
the fingertips brushing his nipples and causing them to
harden and tighten at the same time that his dick and
balls began their familiar yearning ache.
Faster now, the movements of his hands on his breasts
became a rhythmic massage and one hand removed itself to
his dick, spreading the legs wide and caressing his
balls. "Oh, God," he thought, "This is so good." The only
thought in his mind was a picture of a well hung MUKC
College stud he had dated but never bedded, implanted for
all time as a fantasy picture for when he masturbated, or
when that was the only way to get it arousal for Bill.
What he would give for that college hard cock right now,
he thought as his hands continued their orbit of his
erogenous zones!
Suddenly, the stillness was broken by an almost
imperceptible sign, a breath of air as if taken in
surprise. Starting up, Scott saw a young native man,
maybe 25, standing ten feet away, his hands on a scuba
outfit. He was tall for a native, tanned and muscular,
with cutoff jeans that did nothing to hide his natural
endowments. The obviously welcome sight of Scott stroking
himself to ecstasy did nothing to conceal the size of his
cock, either, and it now threatened to strain the front
of his cutoffs to bursting.
"Thank you, God!" Scott said. Surveying the situation
slowly and smiling a slow smile, Scott repositioned
himself slightly so that his audience could get a better
view of his exposed dick and balls. Then he slowly
resumed his actions of the moment before, all the while
continuing to watch his guest's eyes and face.
The guest's expression went from bewilderment, to
delight, to rapt attention in the space of a few seconds.
Then, smiling back knowingly, he dropped his gear, and
eased down his cut-offs.
Scott was quite unprepared for the sight of the huge
cock, which now sprang free of its entanglements and
amazingly seemed to grow even more in its freedom.
Sighing, Scott spread his legs further and put both hands
between his legs, so as to feel his big balls and cock
better.
The stranger fairly sprang to Scott's feet, and dropping
to his knees, he spread his thighs apart with his rough
fisherman's hands and pushed his face into his dick and
balls. "Eat me, eat me!" whimpered Scott, not knowing or
caring if this vision spoke or understood English.
The stranger pushed his tongue far into Scott's ass,
carefully licking and sucking every inch of it. He
nibbled at Scott and playfully pulled and sucked with his
lips and pushed it with his tongue. Scott felt that if he
came now he would die, so powerful was his state of
arousal. His ass jerked spasmodically with the pressure
of the man's tongue.
Without warning, the man stopped, looked up at Scott and
into his eyes, then in one smooth motion, he raised
himself from his task, put his hands on Scott's knees to
spread them till he felt his hips would break, and thrust
his hard cock into his tight, wet ass (that he had been
eating). Scott gave a little grunt of satisfaction and
pleasure and then the two of them as if on cue began to
pump each other back and forth. Scott wrapped his legs
around the man's waist, and pulled their faces together,
thrusting his tongue into his mouth, tasting the
sweetness of her own cock juice.
Deeper and deeper his cock went, to places Scott had
never been penetrated before, tremors of pleasure, lust
and desire building with every stroke.
As the speed and depth of the strokes increased to a
level Scott could only dimly perceive in his uncontrolled
passion, Scott felt rather than heard the man's groan of
satisfaction and felt the hot, wet cum flooding into his
ass and he too felt himself cumming as never before,
deeply, fully and with his whole body and spirit.
Later, the two of them, still strangers, lay dreamily on
the beach, naked and sated. Scott was cradled in the
sleeping fisherman's arms and thought, "Yeah, to hell
with all of them!"
The End
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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