My family, which consists of my significant other and his child, planned a weekday trip to Old Orchard Beach, Maine, two weeks in advance. We do this a few times each summer since his family owns a house there. When he allows a friend of his child to join us, it becomes a sexless vacation.

The beach is white and the town center has plenty of amusements, games, and restaurants open to all ages every night of the week. I needed adult fun, so I planned ahead to enjoy myself in spite of the arrangements for family events. By the time the car was packed, I already knew what I had in store for myself.

We arrived at our destination and did the whole family thing and by mid-morning we had also been to the beach. The weather was hot at ninety-plus degrees Fahrenheit. My man knows I'm a beach person, which he isn't, but his child and the family had to do their traditional activities. I told him that I was going to walk down to the pier alone for lunch. He understands that I have a limited amount of time that I can enjoy family events before it grows tiresome.

I had gone swimming and sunbathing for two hours, and it was time for a break. What my man didn't know was that I had a date. I planned to meet Rick at one p.m. sharp. Rick and I had been talking for six months or so on a website I frequent. Rick is fifty-two, divorced and a typical horny guy with a beautiful penis. He is heavy-set, hairy, and balding on top and he dreams about sex but has been frustrated with none for quite some time - or so he says.

My mind was dreaming of the second part of my vacation. I was anxious not only to get away from the family, but to get off. I got to the amusement area of the beach, got some pier fries and walked to the roller coaster area. I was in my bathing suit but had put shorts over my bikini bottoms and still reeked of suntan oil.

I sat down on a bench, waiting for Rick to arrive. Rick knew all he needed to know about me since we had discussed sex at length and indeed enjoyed cybersex. I was hoping this family visit was going to be great but was also excited about part two, where I planned to have actual sex with Rick.

I saw Rick walking towards me; he looked like a guy you would see at a Jimmy Buffet concert, although I have never been to one. Smiling, he said my name and he hugged and kissed me while I smiled back.

He said, "Wow, you're even more beautiful in person," as he pointed towards where he was parked a short distance away. As we walked, I felt his eyes on me and he continued to compliment my entire body, piece by piece.

We climbed into his car and drove off to the nearby town where he lived. Rick said, "I can't believe you actually are here," as he placed his hand on my leg, stroking it.

He asked if my man knew where I was and I said, "No, so we have a few hours to play."

He continued to rub my legs and told me he was already hard.

I said, "Really?" as I felt his hard cock through his shorts, realizing how awesome it felt. I could tell it was just like in the pictures he had sent me on the internet.

While feeling his cock, I said, "Don't you dare cum yet!" and laughed.

He said he would not because he couldn't help but masturbate a few times that morning thinking about me. As we pulled into his townhouse and parked, he asked if I was ready.

I said, "Yes..." and we kissed deeply. As we walked to the door, he had his hand on my ass. He handed me a bottle of water and guided me to his bedroom, which was set up for an encounter.

I dropped my shorts, followed by my bikini, and he moved in, kissing my entire body from head to toe. He kissed my nipples and worked his way down to my toes and back, where he licked my clit 'til I was soaked.

I begged him to let me suck his monster cock and he disrobed. His hard cock was at full attention a beautiful eight and a half inches, thick with a knob on it that I could not wait to taste and feel. I went down on it, licking his shaft and balls. He told me to look up as he took a picture of it in my mouth with his cell phone. I felt his hand on my head as I tried my best to fit all I could into my mouth.

I gobbled it down and moaned as I rubbed my clit. I wanted to ride it, but he couldn't stop himself and he came a ton in my mouth, overflowing on my face and tits. He yelled loudly as he released his load, while I milked him 'til I knew he was drained and limp.

He told me not to be concerned; he had taken a Viagra before we started. I rolled over and we talked as he felt and fingered me, until I noticed after fifteen minutes or so that his cock was hard again. I was on my hands and knees as he entered me from behind the second time around. He was buried to the hilt as I came all over his cock and he began to rock.

He grabbed my hips and gained speed and slapped my ass. He was yelling things like “You like that, don't you?” and, “You wish your man had a cock like this don't you!”

I will admit it felt great as I came hard on his cock. He had my legs up in the air for a while and then had me lay next to him. He remained hard in me and began massaging my ass as he put massage oil on. He then put it in my ass for lube and within seconds he entered me. I gasped in pain with his large size, but he began pumping faster and harder. He laid me on my stomach and thrust into me. It hurt, but I took the pain since we had discussed this online and I knew he enjoyed it. He grunted as he came deep in my ass, and then collapsed on me before sliding off.

He grunted and smiled and admitted that was his first anal experience. I was in pain and wanting to cry a little, but as I felt his load begin to drip out of me I felt better.

I stood up and gathered my clothes, stating that I had better get back soon. I kissed him and said thank you for that. He thanked me as we drank some water and laughed about a few things while he dropped me back at the beach.

I walked up the beach until I saw the family still there playing beach games. I waded out in the water where my man joined me and kissed me. He thanked me for not going crazy with his family. The salt water stung my ass and I wished I could tell him what I'd just done, but I knew I could not.

We spent the rest of the day doing family stuff, and then we had alone time when we saw a concert and fine-dined, but we had a sexless night.

Morning arrived and I felt tanned and tired, but grateful. The sun was shining and we had more family activities in store for the day. I had something so sneaky planned and could hardly wait. I was so proud I couldn't wait for it to happen.

After lunch I told my man I was going to go shopping, which he hates to do. Perfect. The kids wanted to go, but I gave them forty dollars for the arcade and rides and that changed their minds.

I had worked on this plan a lot. Everyone knows about Google. Some don't know, but it has a function called translate. I only speak English, but this helps me to communicate with French-speaking people. The one thing this beach is known for is flying the Canadian flag, and it is flooded with French Canadians.

I'd posted a Craigslist advertisement entirely written in French and waited for a reply. By the end of that day I'd had four replies, and in three days I had fourteen, all returned in French. My post said, "MWF seeks French speaking stud, older preferred for an encounter you only see in porn films." The advert also described me, and stated where I would be and that I did not speak French.

From the replies I chose William, who, with the help of Google Translate, sounded perfect since he didn't speak any English. He and two friends were staying in a motel just down the street. He and his friends were right on time.

We met in front of Sliders, a local restaurant downtown. He wasn't very tall, about 5'7", but stocky and had little hair on his body. He was pale and sun-burnt in spots, which I pointed out and laughed. He spoke something to his friends who couldn't speak more than a few words of English to me. He held my hand as we walked to his nearby motel. He could only say my name and the word beautiful in English. He and I were the same age, but he seemed much older.

As we walked in to his room, he put the "Do not disturb" sign on the door and turned the air conditioning on high. The place was a mess, but then three guys for a week what do you expect!

He spoke French, but I he was telling me something nasty, I think. He untied my bikini top and as it fell he pushed me on the bed yanking down my bottoms. He began speaking French as he buried his face in my ass which he licked, bit and spanked.

He continued to say things to me that I won't ever understand as he began forcing fingers into my pussy, at the same time licking and sucking my slit. He was doing a great job, getting me soaked, but his fingers hurt a little as he began fingering both of my holes. I made out the words 'ass' and 'slut' as he turned me over and kissed his way up to my face, forcing his tongue into my mouth and grabbing a fistful of hair.

He pulled his shorts down and his bald penis flopped out as he forced me to my knees. I went to suck it, but he slapped it on my face and said, “Tongue, tongue,” and made a face for me to stick it out as he slapped it on my face and tongue. He got very verbal and rough as he began fucking my face. Thankfully he was just about six inches with not much girth, but uncut. A nice cock, and I had no complaints.

I gagged a little until he got tired of that, then put me back on the bed, taking a picture of me with his cell phone. I think he texted it to his friends but I couldn't tell for sure. He then raised my legs up and entered me with a condom on. He began to fuck me with great force, sweating and speaking French, but I had no idea what he was saying.

He then switched to me riding him with his hand around my throat for about ten minutes. At this point he began rough doggy-fucking me. He drove in to me as hard as he could, spanking me and yelling things in French.

Then, without warning, he slid deep in my ass and I cried out in pain, still sore from yesterday. He grunted and fucked my ass thoroughly. He then turned me over, pulled off his condom, and pinned me down and I sucked him until he came all over my face. Some of his cum got in my eye, but most just ran down my cheeks and chin.

I smiled as he handed me a motel towel and sat there, out of breath. I told him thank you as he nodded and said something back in French while I dressed.

He walked me to the door, and his friends were sitting on the chairs outside, smiling at me. I smiled back as I walked to the beach and jumped in the water. I walked back to the our motel room, which was empty, showered, and masturbated in the shower since I didn't get off with Mr. French - although I did have a great time.

I enjoyed mixing it up and I hope to see Rick again. We still chat regularly. I wrote to Mr. French, asking him in French what he was saying, but I have yet to receive a reply.

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Author's Note:
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