He could see the ocean from up here, and the view was spectacular. He could feel the stress of the past few months beginning to leave his shoulders. This place always did that to him, it was that relaxing. And it seemed that no one else ever came here. It was so remote that every time he was here no one else was around.
Dylan was high up on a hill over looking the Pacific Ocean about 5 miles north of Salmon Creek just off the PCH. He was about 45 minutes from his vacation home on the Russian River just outside of Duncan Mill. Somehow he had found this park while driving around exploring the area surrounding his new vacation home. You had to drive up a dirt road for a mile, cut back on another road and drive up a very steep hill to get here. No one but locals and very ambitious road jockeys would ever even know this park was here. If you didn't see the very small road sign, or knew just where it was, you would never find it.
Dylan was sitting on the ground under a huge Live Oak eating a sandwich he had picked up in Salmon Creek, and drinking a cold Corona. He didn't usually drink and drive, but he was so close to home that he decided what the hell. He had been feeling so expansive that he had bought a whole case in Salmon Creek. Yeah, yesterday had been some kinda magic day. Nothing had ever happened to Dylan like that before.
The day had started in LA as he began his vacation. He had planned to drop by Cat's place and see if she was there for a quick fuck, but it had turned into some kind of sexual marathon as he had taken her to six orgasms before cumming in her ass. Then when he stopped in Ojai for a quick bite to eat, he ended up screwing some girl in the back of a book store making her cum three times before shooting cum all over her face. And if that wasn't enough, last night he ended up fucking a cop's wife in a hot tub three times including once in her gorgeous ass. Yeah, it had been a different kind of day. And his dick was raw enough to prove it.
Dylan was a stud, no doubt about it. He had his pick of women. He was 6'2" and 210 lbs., with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He was in great shape with a well defined chest, 6 pack abs and cut arms. But never had he fucked three different women in three separate locations on the same day. That was a new one.
As he continued to day dream about the women of yesterday and look at the ocean, he suddenly noticed some movement off to his right. Dylan turned his head to see to two young girls walk into the park from the road. They both seemed to be in their early 20's and were dressed in cut-off jeans shorts, hiking boots and loose tops with bare mid-riffs. They had heavy back packs on and looked like they had been walking for a long time. They found a spot on the other side of the park under a large oak tree and put their packs down. As Dylan continued to eat his sandwich and drink his beer, he watched as the girls began to set up a rest area for themselves. They spread blankets out under the tree and took what looked like food out of their packs and started to eat. They hadn't even seemed to notice Dylan or his big pickup truck. They appeared to be setting up camp for the day and were resting before the full heat of late afternoon hit.
As Dylan finished his meal, he considered the two young girls. They looked pretty good from here. Then, he shook his head in wonder at himself. His dick was about to fall off from overuse and here he was thinking about trying to pick up two strange girls in a park. "What am I a machine?" he asks himself. But the thought of fucking two girls in a park got the better of him, so he grabbed his case of Corona in one hand and started to walk toward the girls. After all, they can always say no.
As Dylan crossed the park toward the girls, he noticed that they maybe even younger then he thought. Like 19 to 20 each. One had olive skin, dark hair and a slim build, while the other had light brown hair and fair skin and was more developed. Both were very pretty looking, and didn't even seemed to be concerned about a strange man approaching them. They were both stretched out on a large blanket relaxing as Dylan walked up to them. The one with olive skin was lying back with her eyes closed and the one with light brown hair looked up as he approached.
"Hi." She greeted him with a direct stare and a smile. Her eyes were a sparkling green.
"Hey. How are you? I'm Dylan"
"I'm Jenna, "she said. "And this is Linda," nodding at the olive skinned girl.
Linda opened her eyes and looked at Dylan. Cautiously she said, "Hi." Her eyes were dark and clouded.
"I saw the two of you walk into the park. It is a hot one today and I thought you might like a beer to cool off."
At the offer, Jenna sat up. "That would be great. Thanks."
Linda gave him a very casual, "That's cool," as she rose up on her elbows.
Dylan sat down and reached into the case pulling out two Coronas. He opened both bottles and handed them to the girls. They began to drink the cold beer in earnest. Both girls were much tanned from being in the sun, and from the way their tits moved inside their loose shirts, he was sure that they had no bras on.
"Great place, huh? It is really peacefully here." Dylan remarked.
"Yeah, it's real pretty here up," Jenna agreed. "It's a great spot. We saw the sign down on the road about it and thought it would be a great place to hang. We just didn't know it was so far in. Quite a walk."
"So where are you two leaded?"
"We are hitching down to LA to see Green Day at the Staple Center." Jenna was the only one talking.
Dylan was impressed "Really? That's pretty brave."
"Well, you only find danger if you expect it." And then she smiled at Dylan, "If you only look for good things, they always come to you as well."
Dylan was struck by how self possessed and confident Jenna was. She looked you right in the eye and held your graze when you talked to her. Linda seemed more cautious. He felt her staring at him. She seemed to be really checking him out as if she was very suspicious of him. He looked over at her and gave her a smile. She gave him a very faint one in return.
"Hey! Are you a cop?" Linda blurted out.
Dylan surprised at her question laughed to himself, "No, I'm not."
"What do you do?" Jenna inquired.
