Lance Hardrock
Your Cunning Linguist
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since we are here......
This probably should be in Daily Sex Diary, but since we are here on Cal dir, I'll tell you about the time I went skinny dipping off of Santa Monica pier.
Wanna hear? Yes? No? Maybe?
Okay, you going to hear it.
A long time ago in a Galaxy 500 not far from the beach, my two male friends and our girl friends all went to dinner at some place near the beach in Santa Monica. We ate and the hour grew late. We didn't want to go home even though it was after midnight. It was a warm summer evening much like last night. Soooooooo, we drove down to the pier. In those days they had a ferris wheel and a park and it was quite the summer time hot spot.
This was all closed by the time we got there of course. We parked close to the beach just north of the pier.
Moonlight on the water. Sexy warm night. Romantic music on the car radio. Etc. Etc. Etc. My gf (I told you about the Waitress Eileen in the DSD thread) decided to go swimming. Being the gentleman that I was (at the time) I said, "but honey, you have no bathing suit." Well silly me. That was no big deal to this flower child. Everyone else was necking, which is hard to do with 6 people even in a Ford Galaxy. So we all decided to at least walk down to the water's edge and got out of the cramped car.
Well, Eileen starts undressing right outside the dar. I looked around and just about everyone was naked by now or very close to it, EXCEPT ME. Doh. It doesn't take me long to lose these damn clothes (I only dress because people in uniforms with guns tell me I must), so off come the clothes and all 6 of us are stark naked. We throw the clothes into the car and take off running for the water.
I remember this one side bar. We ran right past this old man going through the trash barrels. The weird thing was that he was dressed straight out of WW II. He wore a soldier's uniform from that era. He stares at us and we stared at him and I don't know who was more surprised. 6 naked twenty-somethings or this old man looking liking General Patton.
Anyhow, we all figure we best hit the water before someone else shows up. Eileen is at the water's edge and is yelling and laughing and dancing on the sand like a nymph in the moonlight. I get turned on by this and continue running, with a hardon. LOL.
We all 6 hit the water and run out pretty far. My idea was to get a quick hump in the water of course. And the others had much the same idea judging from their erections.
BUT oh yea BIG BUT here. REAL BIG BUT
The water is damn cold. I mean, way colder than during the day of course. I think every guy shrivels within seconds and the gals are turning blue and shivering too.
So we start back toward shore and a helicopter flies overhead with a searchlight on. YIKES (those guys with guns telling me I gotta get dressed? Oh yea, that thought runs through my mind right then.)
So Geoff (my old college roomie) yells to us to duck down, don't move and just keep our heads above the waves. He had just come back from Nam so he knew a trick or two about evading enemy forces. So we did as he told us, but it was so hard to keep still, cause the water was Mother....fu....ng COLD.
Anyhow, the coast guard heli or police heli or whatever it was with a big-ass light went up along the coast, passing us by without any notice.
As soon as he was gone, we high-tailed it the car. Geoff drove and I remember he drove all the way to my pad (about 10 miles inland) naked, cause he didn't want to take the chance that "ground forces might capture us" (like I said, 6 weeks earlier he had been in-country). The rest of us managed to get dressed and laughed ourselves silly all the way home.
<Lance is not so bored now after recalling this adventure>
This probably should be in Daily Sex Diary, but since we are here on Cal dir, I'll tell you about the time I went skinny dipping off of Santa Monica pier.
Wanna hear? Yes? No? Maybe?
Okay, you going to hear it.
A long time ago in a Galaxy 500 not far from the beach, my two male friends and our girl friends all went to dinner at some place near the beach in Santa Monica. We ate and the hour grew late. We didn't want to go home even though it was after midnight. It was a warm summer evening much like last night. Soooooooo, we drove down to the pier. In those days they had a ferris wheel and a park and it was quite the summer time hot spot.
This was all closed by the time we got there of course. We parked close to the beach just north of the pier.
Moonlight on the water. Sexy warm night. Romantic music on the car radio. Etc. Etc. Etc. My gf (I told you about the Waitress Eileen in the DSD thread) decided to go swimming. Being the gentleman that I was (at the time) I said, "but honey, you have no bathing suit." Well silly me. That was no big deal to this flower child. Everyone else was necking, which is hard to do with 6 people even in a Ford Galaxy. So we all decided to at least walk down to the water's edge and got out of the cramped car.
Well, Eileen starts undressing right outside the dar. I looked around and just about everyone was naked by now or very close to it, EXCEPT ME. Doh. It doesn't take me long to lose these damn clothes (I only dress because people in uniforms with guns tell me I must), so off come the clothes and all 6 of us are stark naked. We throw the clothes into the car and take off running for the water.
I remember this one side bar. We ran right past this old man going through the trash barrels. The weird thing was that he was dressed straight out of WW II. He wore a soldier's uniform from that era. He stares at us and we stared at him and I don't know who was more surprised. 6 naked twenty-somethings or this old man looking liking General Patton.
Anyhow, we all figure we best hit the water before someone else shows up. Eileen is at the water's edge and is yelling and laughing and dancing on the sand like a nymph in the moonlight. I get turned on by this and continue running, with a hardon. LOL.
We all 6 hit the water and run out pretty far. My idea was to get a quick hump in the water of course. And the others had much the same idea judging from their erections.
BUT oh yea BIG BUT here. REAL BIG BUT
The water is damn cold. I mean, way colder than during the day of course. I think every guy shrivels within seconds and the gals are turning blue and shivering too.
So we start back toward shore and a helicopter flies overhead with a searchlight on. YIKES (those guys with guns telling me I gotta get dressed? Oh yea, that thought runs through my mind right then.)
So Geoff (my old college roomie) yells to us to duck down, don't move and just keep our heads above the waves. He had just come back from Nam so he knew a trick or two about evading enemy forces. So we did as he told us, but it was so hard to keep still, cause the water was Mother....fu....ng COLD.
Anyhow, the coast guard heli or police heli or whatever it was with a big-ass light went up along the coast, passing us by without any notice.
As soon as he was gone, we high-tailed it the car. Geoff drove and I remember he drove all the way to my pad (about 10 miles inland) naked, cause he didn't want to take the chance that "ground forces might capture us" (like I said, 6 weeks earlier he had been in-country). The rest of us managed to get dressed and laughed ourselves silly all the way home.
<Lance is not so bored now after recalling this adventure>
