I was traveling through due north Carolina last summer on a survey of possible land leverage for our retirement. The wife and I decided that Florida was too commercial message and early coastal positioning were too expensive.

We did n't desire to be in a `` golden age '' community or similar neighborhood. We are both country folk. I was raised on a farm and my married woman fell in love with the farm sprightliness as well. At the last minute, she decided to abide dwelling. Family duty were authoritative enough that she made her usual unilateral decisiveness to pre-empt our trip.

I did n't recollect the problem was severe enough to cancel the trip and got on the plane. I went straight to the lease counter and rented an SUV.

The initiatory Nox in the hotel I surfed real estate listing. I printed out locations for several holding along with the inside information.

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

I linked to the hotel wireless fidelity and looked for belongings in the immediate country. After printing out six or seven itemization I started surfing adult inter-group communication and sent out some query to multitude nearby. I am epicene so the card were an equate detachment of men and women.

Around ten o'clock I got a response from four people, 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 distinct feeling we would have some fun together. We made program to meet the next day. The next day was Saturday, so he offered to be my guide while I was in the arena.

I was eating breakfast in the diner when Tom walked in the door and straight to my table. We shook hands and I offered him a cup of coffee and Ceylon cinnamon tree bun. We ate our food and talked for an hr. I handed him the listing and we made a road that would continue virtually of them in the most efficient pattern.

Between stops, we talked about all kinds of topics ( family, spouses, body of work, sports, etc. ). When the common topics dwindled out we started talking about sex. What we liked and did n't. We were both epicene so we shared sex mate and brush, spot we both liked, and other things. I was feeling comfortable enough with my new friend that I asked if he knew where we might have a little fun out of sight of others.

Tom mentioned he had some `` hunting land '' nearby. So we drove a couple of land mile along a two-track on the prop 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 large guff and continued exploring each other. I kissed his nipple in fourth dimension then down his body until my lip kissed through his pubic hair as his lips did the Sami to me.

Our shaft quickly hardened and we continued sucking until we came in rapid ecological succession. We lay side by side as we enjoyed the genius of our orgasms.

We lay there talking as our manpower 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 brass. I worked his furrow hole with my natural language until Tom was pushing back at me. I grabbed the tube of lubricant off the shelf and worked some into his keister before rubbing it over my cock skin.

I put the head of my cock against his porta and pushed until I felt his anal retentive ring payoff. When I popped in we both moaned as we rested. Tom started squeezing my shaft with his hole as I slowly moved deeper and deeper. When I balls tapped against his I stop to enjoy the 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 amphetamine increased as our excitement did as well. The faster we moved the better it felt. He pushed back in time with my trusted. Soon our consistence were slapping in fourth dimension. Our globe slapped together as our joy increased. As my hammer swelled as my juices raced out of my eubstance. I thrust deeply and a shooting into him as he pushed back and took my cargo. Still in his bottom but softening I reached under him and stroked Tom until I felt him travel up against my chest and moan shot across the bed in front of him.

The second load of the day and it had only been LE than an hour. We cleaned each former up with our oral fissure. My tool was spent but Tom rose one more time. I suckled on the head of his peter as I slowly stroked his shaft. Tom made haphazardness as I moved my hand and my sass dropped over his cock. I pumped my lip up and down until I tasted his precum rising up from his head. The cream flowed from his dick I drank it down. Until he exploded in my back talk and I swallowed it all.

We dressed and ran back into town. In the diner, we ate dinner party, talked about tomorrow, and the relief of the itemisation.

Tom walked me back to my motel. I let him rifle my clothes off. I lay on my rented bed and felt his mouth takings in my cock again. He had me severe in seconds and teased me for what felt like an 60 minutes. Soon I was arching my back and adding my upward motion to his downward motions to our common joy. I came with a loud groan and Tom collected every dip. He came up and we kissed hard as I tasted myself on his tongue.

I slid under the blanket and he let himself out. A soundly rest will get me ready for tomorrow.

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The second day began a small differently. I met Tom at the door in my robe and pulled him into the elbow room. I tore his apparel off his firm eubstance and laid him on the bed. We kissed and fondled each early like lover who had been apart months instead of overnight. My robe ended on the floor as I moved down his eubstance and sucked his soft cock in my sass. I circled my lips around his hardening head and lightly nipped the raw flesh. He jerked each time I nipped him and soon he was holding my head between his hands. He pushed my boldness in his lap, fucking my lip with his fully tough cock. When he shot his thickset lading in my mouth I cleaned his pecker and we rested.

I slowly stroked his cock until he got hard again. I lubed my ass and his cock before throwing a leg over him and eased him in. We worked our hip fucking our bodies together. I lightly toyed with his one nipple as my other hand played with my Ball and cock. We both moaned in joy as we fucked. I felt his pecker swelling inside me as my hand pumped faster. When he released in my body I shot my semen across his chest as we collapsed together.

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

I narrowed down the list to three holding in the immediate vicinity and we parked under an ancient pecan tree to deliver another intimate intermezzo. This time Tom bent-grass over a thickset tree subdivision with his pants on the grass around his ankles. I moved behind him and eased my turncock between his nerve. 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 smack his seed again. I pulled his ass cheeks apart and scratch my finger's breadth over his leaking hole. Two fingers pushed in his sopping mess as I pushed his cock into the back of my throat. His cock was so trench in my mouth I did n't get to try out his come. But the feel of it shooting in my throat made my putz shoot on the lawn under us.

After a few minutes of repose, we drove back to my motel. Tom went home and I made the call home. I licked my lips tasting his emollient as I waited for my wife to answer the phone.

When she answered we exchanged pleasantries, talked about the belongings I checked out, and if I met any local 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 claim with, '' Go ahead and fix bidding on the two you like honest and we will plunk from which one gets accepted. ``

The one I liked best had a current big enough to make a modest pool on the property. There were two ancient pastures for a large garden, horse paddock, forage enough for a humble herd of cows, and a expectant barn. As an added bonus, it was only three miles from Tom 's motor home. We paid outright for the farming. The outbuildings came in time and our house was partially built from lumber on the land.

The married woman do n't realise how two men from unlike parts of the country could become so close so flying. But they have n't questioned our friendship. In detail of fact they spend a lot of time together as well .