This is a continuance of the first story that I submitted, "The Beach". You may want to read it first.
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Several days later, I was in my spot, as usual, behind the windbreak fence, when I spied Ed walking hurriedly up the beach. He walked on past, not seeing me, and I watched as he rounded the bend, just like the last time.
I stood and oiled my body, or, at least as much as I could reach, that is, and particularly my ass. I lay on my stomach, then squirted more oil in the crack of my ass. Using my middle finger, I worked some of the oil into my ass. When I touched my asshole with my finger, it sent thrills up my spine. After working some of the oil inside, I poured a few drops at the top of the crevice then spread my legs slightly apart. After quick glances up and down the beach, I then lay my head upon my arms and closed my eyes.
I must have dozed off , I guess, and was very relaxed, because the next thing that I remember was the feeling of fullness in my ass and of weight on my body! Ed was on my back; his cock buried ball deep in my ass! I must have fallen asleep and been dreaming about...you know...getting fucked in the ass.
I had not heard him come up and he had not said a word. He had slid his mushroomed cock head into my ass with no resistance and no pain at all! My ass was totally penetrated. He pulled out to the point that I could feel the mushroom shaped head gently tug at my anus from the inside. I arched my ass into the air to meet his down stroke, as he slammed down hard, driving his balls into the firm roundness of my buttocks, as he buried his cock as far as he could into my rectum.
