I was traveling through North Carolinas final summer on a survey of potential land purchases for our retirement. The wife and I decided that Sunshine State was too commercial and former coastal locations were too expensive.

We did n't want to be in a `` golden age '' community or like neck of the woods. We are both rural area common people. I was raised on a farm and my wife fell in love with the farm life story as well. At the finis minute, she decided to stick home. folk obligations were important enough that she made her usual unilateral decision to pre-empt our trip.

I did n't think the job was severe enough to cancel the trip and got on the planing machine. I went straight to the rental counter and rented an SUV.

The first night in the hotel I surfed substantial estate listings. I printed out locations for several belongings along with the details.

The next day I drove to Mt. Pleasant on the coast then turned to the west and headed into the mountains. I checked and rejected five properties as I drove two hours southwest. I arrived in a mid-sized city and found a reasonably publish hotel. A quick dinner at a pocket-sized diner near the hotel, gassing up the fomite, and a hot shower settled me in for the night.

I linked to the hotel wifi and looked for attribute in the immediate area. After printing out six or seven itemization I started surfing grownup inter-group communication and sent out some enquiry to people nearby. I am epicene so the notices were an equal separation of men and women.

Around ten o'clock I got a response from four citizenry, two men and two women. One man and one woman were not what I was looking for so I politely rejected both of them. Tom and I started chatting and I got the clear-cut impression we would bear some fun together. We made architectural plan to meet the next day. The side by side day was Saturday, so he offered to be my guide while I was in the domain.

I was eating breakfast in the diner when Tom walked in the door and straightaway to my table. We shook hands and I offered him a cup of deep brown and cinnamon bun. We ate our intellectual nourishment and talked for an hour. I handed him the itemisation and we made a route that would cover most of them in the most efficient pattern.

Between stops, we talked about all sort of topics ( family, spouse, study, sportswoman, etc. ). When the usual topics dwindled out we started talking about sex. What we liked and did n't. We were both epicene so we shared sex cooperator and coming upon, positions we both liked, and other things. I was feeling comfortable enough with my new friend that I asked if he knew where we might sustain a little fun out of mess of others.

Tom mentioned he had some `` hunting land '' nearby. So we drove a couple of miles along a two-track on the attribute until we pulled up to a camper that was leveled and anchored in place.

Tom unlocked the door and we stepped inside. As the doorway clicked behind us we started touching our bodies. In a few minutes, we were both naked. We lay down on the unusually boastfully bunk and continued exploring each former. I kissed his nipple in fourth dimension then down his organic structure until my lips kissed through his pubic pilus as his lip did the Saami to me.

Our cocks quickly hardened and we continued sucking until we came in rapid chronological sequence. We lay incline by face as we enjoyed the sensations of our orgasms.

We lay there talking as our hands began roaming again. I slowly stroked Tom as he did me. I told my new southern Friend to get on his knees. I moved behind him and slowly opened his cheeks. I worked his wrinkled hole with my tongue until Tom was pushing back at me. I grabbed the tube of lubricating substance off the shelf and worked some into his derriere before rubbing it over my cock skin.

I put the head of my cock against his hatchway and pushed until I felt his anal retentive annulus yield. When I popped in we both moaned as we rested. Tom started squeezing my cock with his hole as I slowly moved deeper and deeper. When I balls tapped against his I stop to love the intuitive feeling of him holding me inside.

As I backed out Tom dropped his chest to the bed and groaned. We started slowly with long strokes. Soon our speed increased as our turmoil did as well. The faster we moved the comfortably it felt. He pushed back in prison term with my trusted. Soon our bodies were slapping in time. Our balls slapped together as our joy increased. As my cock swelled as my juice raced out of my consistence. I thrust deeply and a shot into him as he pushed back and took my load. Still in his underside but softening I reached under him and stroked Tom until I felt him affect up against my chest and groan shooting across the bed in front end of him.

The second burden of the day and it had only been less than an hour. We cleaned each early up with our mouthpiece. My peter was spent but Tom rose one to a greater extent time. I suckled on the top dog of his pecker as I slowly stroked his shaft. Tom made interference as I moved my bridge player and my mouth dropped over his cock. I pumped my backtalk up and down until I tasted his precum rising up from his point. The cream flowed from his cock I drank it down. Until he exploded in my rima oris and I swallowed it all.

We dressed and ran back into townspeople. In the diner, we ate dinner, talked about tomorrow, and the rest of the listings.

Tom walked me back to my motel. I let him loot my clothes off. I lay on my rented bed and felt his rima oris issue in my stopcock again. He had me heavy in seconds and teased me for what felt like an hour. Soon I was arching my rear and adding my upward motion to his downward apparent movement to our mutual joy. I came with a loud moan and Tom collected every drop curtain. He came up and we kissed hard as I tasted myself on his tongue.

I slid under the mantle and he let himself out. A right relief will get me gear up for tomorrow.

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The second day began a little differently. I met Tom at the door in my robe and pulled him into the room. I tore his clothes off his business firm eubstance and laid him on the bed. We kissed and fondled each other like lovers who had been apart month instead of overnight. My gown ended on the trading floor as I moved down his organic structure and sucked his soft prick in my mouth. I circled my lips around his hardening head and lightly nipped the sensitive soma. He jerked each meter I nipped him and soon he was holding my head teacher between his script. He pushed my face in his lap, fucking my mouth with his fully hard prick. When he shot his thick load in my mouthpiece I cleaned his putz and we rested.

I slowly stroked his hammer until he got hard again. I lubed my ass and his turncock before throwing a leg over him and eased him in. We worked our hips fucking our soundbox together. I lightly toyed with his one nipple as my other helping hand played with my ball and dick. We both moaned in pleasure as we fucked. I felt his cock swelling inside me as my hand pumped faster. When he released in my eubstance I shot my semen across his chest as we collapsed together.

We lay on the bed and discussed the plan of the day. Dressing we walked over to the diner, had breakfast and started checking listings.

I narrowed down the list to three properties in the immediate neighbourhood and we parked under an ancient Carya illinoinsis Tree to consume another sexual interlude. This fourth dimension Tom bent over a thick tree branch with his pants on the weed around his ankle. I moved behind him and eased my cock between his cheeks. It popped in him and I started thrusting in him as we yet again moaned in joy.

After I filled his bottom with my seed I turned him around and started sucking his dripping cock. I was a man possessed. I wanted to taste his cum again. I pulled his ass cheeks apart and itch my fingers over his leak out mess. Two finger pushed in his sopping mess as I pushed his cock into the back of my throat. His cock was so deep in my sass I did n't get to try his semen. But the look of it shooting in my throat made my hammer shoot on the lawn under us.

After a few minutes of residuum, we drove back to my motel. Tom went home and I made the call home. I licked my backtalk tasting his cream as I waited for my wife to reply the phone.

When she answered we exchanged pleasantries, talked about the properties I checked out, and if I met any local anesthetic people. I told her I had met a couple of people that seemed fun. Leaving out the fun Tom and I had been having. She ended the call with, '' Go ahead and make bids on the two you like best and we will pick from which one gets accepted. ``

The one I liked best had a stream big enough to make a pocket-sized pond on the property. There were two ancient pasturage for a large garden, buck paddock, eatage enough for a small ruck of cows, and a large barn. As an added bonus, it was only three air mile from Tom 's motor home. We paid outright for the land. The outbuildings came in fourth dimension and our place was partially built from lumber on the land.

The married woman do n't realize how two men from different parts of the country could become so close so fast. But they have n't questioned our friendly relationship. In point of fact they spend a lot of time together as well .