Date: Tue, 10 Dec 2013 04:22:35 -0800
From: James Delray <7957131@gmail.com>
Subject: Beach sex

I was laying on the beach and this old guy in his 70's sat close by me.
Usually I ignore guys down there but this guy seemed classy. I later
discovered he worked for some fashion designer and travelled in that
function to major fashion centers throughout the world. A couple of
things became obvious: 1. He was horny and 2. He was pretentious.

It is an isolated area of the beach and rarely frequented by the public.
The old dude wanted to see my cock and I obliged. The stupid ass made some
mocking comment about it but when I saw his he was just my equal
and nothing more. In fact, he couldn't even get it up. I let him have it
right back with a comment. He didn't like my challenge at all.  Pretentious
types are so cocky when there is no basis for their over confidence.

As the time wore on so was my patience running thin with this old fart. All
his life he had been a top and thought he saw his opportunity to bottom. It
had also been a long time since he had had sex. He had the nerve to ask me
if I'd fuck him right there on the beach. In time he was almost begging.
Thinking I was going to fuck him, but never for a second did I consider
it, and not knowing my intentions, he lowered his so called bikini, which
was more like a Tarzan outfit. Did I mention the guy had lousy fashion
sense for someone who was in the  fashion industry? He did.

The only thing I had to use as lube was suntan lotion. Making sure nobody
was around I looked in every direction before I coated my middle finger
with lotion. Then I slowly swirled it around his tight old pucker and he
squirmed with pleasure. He stopped looking around and laid his head on his
towel. I gradually worked the finger in all the way past my knuckle until I
was drilling like a piston in an engine. At one point he began to push back
on my finger every bit as hard as I was driving my finger deep into him.
Then a couple came walking along the waters edge and I stopped and the
geezer sat up. When he turned to look at me he had the look of bliss on his
face.

Thinking it was over I was going to make  an excuse and leave. But as soon
as the coast was clear he grabbed my hand and moved it to his ass again.
This time I lube up two fingers without him seeing me. When I inserted them
it was obviously the added pressure was pressing the limits of his comfort
zone and he froze in place. However, I kept up the double digit penetration
as his groans turned to deep moans. He was becoming more like an old whore
getting stiffed by a well endowed farm boy. I spread my fingers as I got
further into him to make him feel the full impact of the finger fucking
I was giving him. When he complained it was getting to dry in his
ass, and requested more lotion, I took my fingers out, and this time I
coated three fingers. I crowded the three together so that he would think
he was getting the same treatment. Once I was in there up to my knuckle
i spread them out. His body instantly stiffened and his movements back into
my fingers stopped. I kept on going and his ass opened up for me but then
his reaction went into overdrive. His moans became so loud and his bodily
girations became so wild that he turned in his stomach, he buried his face
in a towel and had a powerful orgasm right on the beach. However, he didn't
cum that much which does happen to men with his age.

Once he calmed down and started breathing normally again he TRIED to sit up
but his ass was too sore and his love canal was burning so he turned to
face me on his side.

Suddenly he became anxious as he realized what he had done and that he had
suntan lotion deep inside him. I managed not to let myself laugh but now I
wonder how I succeeded. He wanted so much reassurance that he lotion was
not going to harm him. His anxiety turned to paranoia as he felt his ass
and the burning intensified. What an idiot!

I told him I had to leave. He couldn't even stand up as i walked away. When
I saw him the next week at the beach he wanted me to sit with him  but I
refused. By then he had reflected on the time we shared and had enjoyed it
or at least he said so.

What a difference a year makes. I maybe horny enough to want sex but not
crazy enough to do it like I used to.

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