We arrived at King's Bay on Saturday morning somewhere between nine and ten. It was the kind of day and place where keeping track of time just made no sense. Why limit your enjoyment, even by noting the time? King's Bay was incredible. I'm no poet, but this place almost made me wish I was. The water was a cool dark blue out to the horizon. There were mountains to the north and the sun had risen behind them so that it hung...
King's Bay I worked like a dog for that company for eight years and what happened? They fired me. Bright side? Nice severance package. So screw it. Instead of diving right back into the overcrowded pool of job hunters, I decided to take it easy for a while. I deserved it; I'd barely taken a day off for the last eight years, so I was going to take that package and use it to fund a long, lazy summer vacation to make up for...
I would lay beside you, always touching you, your hand in mine, our shoulders touching. Then you sit between my legs, your back against my chest, sharing the same view, hearts mere inches from each other. I am free to kiss your neck, and nibble your ear, free to stroke your tummy, and to smell your hair. And we savor each moment. So close, you arouse me, and you feel my arousal, a hot shaft against your back. The beach is...
The sandy coast's a vacant span,But on the sea my eyes are gluedOn urchin soul, half boy, half manWith lithe young body toned and tan:A nineteen year old surfer dude.His long hair sparkles in the sunAs he rides his surfboard on the waves.His goal is not to be outdone,His form's not matched by anyone,The rushing water is his slave.He rides the ocean into shoreAnd shakes the water from his hair;Then looks back to the foamy...
The onshore wind blew the curtains aside and the breeze coming of the Benguela current was cool enough to make Paula’s nipples pucker. Late afternoon sun bouncing off the ocean coloured her naked body gold. Her breasts were firm and faced straight up when she laid on her back, the tan lines of a small bikini, visible. The white of her panties contrasted with the brown of her legs and belly. Sun streaked hair tumbled over...
As I was surfing the internet looking in the web for sex in chat sites, I suddenly became engaged chatting with a beautiful girl from Cordoba, México, but… I happened to be familiar with that town! We continued like this and from there on we started to swing to Messenger in order to have a more stimulating chat. It came to my mind I never was lucky at this kind of contact, so I had to take it cool. The problem here was...
