For months we had been chatting, teasing, learning, sharing and loving. I had resigned myself to never being able to actually meet her. After all, we ...ived in different countries, lived completely different life-styles, had no reason whatsoever to think that we would ever meet. Yet here we were – together, alone. Not just alone, but alone on a deserted stretch of sandy, coastal beach that we had hiked a short distance to down through the rocks and cedars that towered above us. The sea was calm,. Bruce had not been gentle with my butt and it was close to being rubbed raw, my anus was so sensitive, to the touch, that it felt like it was on fire. Charlie seemed to get excited more as I moaned and groaned from his manipulations. The more I tried to stifle my groans the rougher he got, till he was slamming into my prone body like he was possessed. Finally I could take it no more and cried out 'Charlie, please take it easy, I can't take any more.' Laughing manically Charlie continued to. He didn’t want me to see his hard cock upclose I guessed.“I’m Thomas,” he said. I handed him the lotion, and Icould feel his leg press against mine slightly. Ifolded my arms under my chin and lay there on mystomach. There was the squishing noise of the plasticbottle as he squeezed the lotion into his hand. “I’ll work it around in my hand first to warm it up,”he said. His voice sounded intelligent, gentle. I wasslightly dubious about a total stranger. I really didn't find the magazines he was looking at all that exciting but I just loved what the girls were wearing - bras, panties, lingerie, stockings and oh... the high heels!One Saturday afternoon I told Chris that I really liked the girl's clothes and did he want me to try on some of his sister's clothes and then it would be like a girl playing with his cock. Not too much to my surprise he liked this idea and we went into Lyn's room to see what we could find. We started going through her.