A Randy Holiday

Our first holiday trip away, abroad by plane, didn't start quite as planned.   At the other end the airline had lost Jean's bag, a search never found it.     We eventually got to the holiday park, a nice little cabin among others in woods and grounds.  Even had its own little bit of garden partially fenced off.  Hot sun, sea and beach not far off.   Magic!  

J. had nothing to wear bar what she had come in.   I put on slinky shorts and a loose t.shirt.   I usually wear sports brief undies or boxers which let my bunch hang down when relaxed.   'Try my boxers, nobody is wearing much at all'.  A few nearer naked, notably several girls.   She whacked a pair on, a little tight round the hips but looked well on her sexy slender body.   'They feel great, like wearing nothing, a breeze up my slit'.   They didn't look too different to the shorts around, minimal fly which she pinned closed on the inside.    My t-shirts worked for her she had small pert tits with very proud nipples which tented the fabric.  I did wonder if I should join her in the boxer style.  

Went to the cafe for a meal, fitted in pretty well, nobody wearing much, nobody seemed to clock the boxers, a couple of girls in bikinis which were little more than thongs.  J. reckoned that if they got aroused they would wet the seats.  Well, she is a wet girl herself.  A cautious study indicated one was rather damp.  My conclusion was that they both needed a good fucking, or some substitute.     Went to the bar, it was busy.    Waiting my turn to order I felt something touching my bum cheek, a gentle hand was giving me a stroke.   The guy next to me, bit older than myself.   I didn't react, it was rather nice.   Mr C noticed and began to fill, I felt the fingers progressing toward my crease.   Mr C if left to his own scheme would be out of the bottom of the shorts and I sensed that my P.A. ring was already well exposed except for the counter front.  I clinched my bum a little and moved away slightly.  Just gave the guy a little wink.   Maybe we would meet again.    I am quite keen on a handful of man.   With our tray of drinks and oddments, I needed to pull the shorts down a bit having no spare hand to do that on the way to the table.   J. doesn't miss much.   "You've got half a hard on".     I said I'd been touched up at the bar.

Food was good after a long day, bought wine to take back to the cabin.   Very warm scented air, chirping insects, sun setting and stars appearing.    A glass of wine in the dusk in our little garden.   Mr C abandoned the shorts entirely.    Of course J. noticed.  ' How about an outdoor fuck under the stars?'    She didn't answer, just pulled off her boxers, laid on the grass and spread her legs amazingly wide.   I got a condom on real fast  and thrust up her double quick.    She was soon bucking her hips cumming in spades.  I didn't last, just blew my lot.    I don't remember going to bed,   We woke in the morning, I still had the condom on and desperate for a piss.  

It turned out to be a super ten days at this place with many adventures.    More to follow !!