"Polly this is Lyndon," I said later that day.
"Hey," she smiled, full on smitten of course, "how're you?" she asked politely.
"Fine thanks you?" Lyndon said sweetly.
"I'm good, but I do have to rush," she sighed, "I'm going to chloes for summer break and I still need to pack," she said.
"Alright biatch see you soon," I said hugging her.
"Love you sexy," Polly laughed.
"Love you to," I smiled.
"Bye Lyndon," Polly said giving a wave.
"Bye," Lyndon waved back.
A few days later and I was in Lyndons car on my way to California. Lyndon was shirtless the whole way, he didn't really like clothes which was a bonus for me, so I had a great view all the time. Sometimes he would randomly stop and we'd make out for 5 minutes then he'd carry on. Soon enough we arrived at the gates to Lyndons home.
The gates opened when Lyndon pressed a button and we drove in. The biggest house I'd ever seen opened up infront of me, I couldn't believe it, it was huge, huger than huge.
"You didn't tell me you was rich!" I said looking out the window.
"Ah, just my parents' place," he said.
When we entered the house a grand staircase was to my right there were a few doorways leading to the kitchen, living room and dining room, all huge. Up stairs there was 7 bedrooms all about 10 times the size of the dorm room.
When I entered Lyndons room there was a huge four post bed an en suite with a swimming pool sized jacuzzi bath. I opened the window on the far side of the room. "when you said you lived by the beach you didn't say it was your own private beach!" I yelled.
"Come here," Lyndon said opening his arms, I rushed into them and he picked me up while we were hugging, "wanna go to the sea?" he asked.
"My swimming shorts are in the case in the car," I said.
"Who said anything about shorts?" Lyndon said smiling as he began to take off his jeans and sandals. I smiled and yanked off my shirt, I pulled off my jeans and kicked off my trainers and socks. "I love your hairy body," Lyndon said holding out his hand.
"And I love your smooth body," I said taking his hand. Lyndon began taking me down the stairs, "won't your parents be home anytime soon?"
"Not unless they've decided to come back from England," he said.
We reached the sea and Lyndon splashed me with the warm water. I splashed him back and we began play fighting in the sea until I ended up pinned to the sand while the water flowed around me. Lyndon kissed me deeply and drew back to smile at me.
"What?" I said smiling back.
"I dunno I think I love you," he said.
"I think I love you to," I smiled bigger.
Lyndon kissed me again and we rolled over so I was on top of him. I began lowering down, kissing his chest, them his stomach, then I met his huge throbbing cock. I licked the whole 12" length and he groaned with pleasure. I took his great dick in my hand and opened my mouth, I tried to take in the whole thing but I got to about 7" and gagged making a weird scoffing noise I drew back and there was a long line of saliva connecting his cock to my mouth.
"I'm sorry," I said wiping my mouth.
"Haha, don't be," Lyndon said rubbing my thigh. We were both majorly horny on this beach. Lyndon pulled me closer to him and we spun around again so he was on top of me once more.
Lyndon pulled my legs up so they where high over his shoulders, I felt his dick head touch my asshole, "relax," he said and I did, my asshole opened and Lyndon pushed in. His cock went all the way in and I was surprised it didn't hurt very much, "that ok?" he asked.
"Yeah, go faster," I said smiling. Lyndon grabbed hold of my hips and started pumping his, making his dick move faster in and out of my welcoming asshole, I put my hands behind my head and closed my eyes as my boyfriend fucked me hard.
"I'm gonna cum!" Lyndon yelled and I got ready. "ARGHHHH!" he yelled and I felt his warm man juice fill my asshole, he pulled out and shot over my body, he lifted my head and shot again in my open mouth. He collapsed on my sweating.
"That was great," I whispered holding him.
"Yeah," he agreed, "Jack...?"
"Yeah?"
"Have you ever been fisted?" he asked.
"No," I said.
"Would you like to be?" he asked.
"Maybe," I replied.