Flamenco Beach - Part 2 - Sex Stories

Flamenco Beach - Part 2

I was totally drained after a stranger pushed me to new sexual horizons. It was a good thing that my mid-twenties body could assimilate such abuse. Yes, it was a rough lesson, but after he was done with me and left my room, even though I ended up quite battered, once in bed, I slept soundly through the night until the following day. The next morning, I attempted to get off bed to go to work, but my body was a bit achy. My rectum was really sore. Eventually, by mid-morning, I slowly managed to get on my feet, go to the bathroom, take a shower, and prepare to go to work. I took it easy during the day at the project. I spent the day mostly walking around the water plant and construction site. I avoided sitting as much as possible. Alfonso, the project foreman, had noticed my discomfort. At one point, he came to me. “Hey buddy, you don’t look like you’re feeling too good today”. While it was tempting, I didn't even consider the idea. I walked a couple of steps as he scanned my tattered body from head to toe. He shook his head and insisted: “Listen, don’t worry about any of this. Not much is happening here today anyway. Go back to your room and rest. I got you covered. Just make sure you take it easy next time you want to start a working out”. “Nah, don’t worry, Alfonso, I’ll be fine” I replied avoiding to give much details. “But I truly appreciate your offer and concern. And yes, I’ll be more careful next time”. By the end of the day, I felt much better. Nonetheless, I went ...

... straight to my room, had a light dinner, and laid back for the rest of the evening. Ever since the mystery guy walked out the door the evening before, I could not think of anything else but him. But I felt my ass was too sensitive to entertain the idea of another adventure with him any time soon. While exciting, my breaking may have been a little too rough. However, I certainly would not have changed any of it, and I definitely was looking forward to experience it again in. The following day, my rear muscles were more relaxed and the sensitiveness was minimal. So I was back to normal and ready for another busy day at the project under the intense Caribbean sun. And after work, as any other day, I decided to spend a couple of hours at the beach and lay back. Sporting my only beach trunks and sunglasses, I took my bottle of water and dragged my beach chair back to my usual spot. Of course, initially, my gaze was all over the place scanning for the stranger with a lot of hope and expectation. But sadly, I never saw him again. However, the friendly couple from Baltimore was there. Gwenn and Hank were just lying back on a towel over the sand. They were joyfully sl**ping and relaxing under the ocean breeze and brazing sun. A few minutes after my arrival, she woke up, sat up, looked around and spotted me. Her face lit up with a wide smile and cheerfully waved at me. My heart jolted when I noticed she was that excited to seeing me. I happily waved back. Remembering when I met the couple ...