[FM] My third story, when I visited Croatia…

I went to visit the coast of Croatia few years ago to have a holiday/visit my son who was living out there. I stayed for a couple of days and spent time with him in the evenings but during the days I had time to myself, so I booked kayaking/cliff jumping excursion. I didn’t have any intentions this time, I genuinely just wanted to go kayaking.

I arrived at the excursion centre and there was a man waiting for me, who was my guide. He was very small, I was even taller than him! He was also quite old, he must’ve been in his 50’s (I was in my early 40’s at the time). He began explaining to me the process of what was going to happen, and I noticed he had a strong Australian accent, which I immediately loved. He told me we were going to kayak to a cliff, that was about 8 meters high and jump off a few times and kayak back. I’ve always been a bit of an adrenaline junkie, so it was right up my street.

He was wearing a wetsuit and he offered me one, but when I accepted he charged me money to hire it! I thought that was a bit cheeky, so I just said no as I had a bikini on anyway. We got our kayaks and started paddling side by side, hugging the shoreline. We had a conversation about general chit-chat, how an Australian like him got to be working in Croatia, how I was visiting my son. He seemed like a nice enough man and we had fun talking, but at this point I was still annoyed that he was charging me to hire the wetsuit though, as I was getting fairly cold and wished I had one.

We soon arrived at the cliff and he got out of his kayak and help pull mine onto the shore, then he helped me out and we walked up to the top of the cliff. Looking down it was higher than it seemed and I felt a bit nervous. So the guide went first.

“See! Nothing to worry about! It’s definitely deep enough.” He reassured me once he had jumped and re-emerged from the surface. I felt slightly better. I waited for him to get out of the water, held my nose and willed myself off the cliff. I kept my body straight and felt the water slam against me. It didn’t hurt, but I felt my entire bikini come loose! The force took me quite deep into the water, and I managed to grab my bikini bottoms before they became too loose. I wasn’t so lucky with my top, and I swam back to the surface unable to find it. I just poked my head above the water to breathe, and I looked around for the top.

“You ok?” The guide was back at the top of the cliff now.

“Yeah I’m fine!” I said still looking around for it. I was fumbling under the water trying to tie my bottoms back on properly, which I managed.

“What’s the matter?” he shouted down to me.

“I’ve lost my bikini top! Have you seen it anywhere?”

He went silent for a minute as I kept looking around. Either it was still under water somewhere or it had floated somewhere out of view.

“Don’t worry about it. Just get out and I’ll jump down and look for it.”

I slowly swam towards the shore, covering my boobs as I clambered out. I saw him jump and land in the water as I made my way back to the top of the cliff. I got to the top and I saw him swimming around looking for it. After a few minutes he stopped.

“Sorry, I don’t know where it is!” He yelled up to me. “Let me come back up and we can figure something out”

He came back up and I just stood there, holding my boobs and shivering as I was really cold now, after coming out of the water. I could feel my nipples in my hands and the were really long and hard from the low temperature.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t find it” he told me now that he was back up with me, panting. I could see him trying not to make it obvious that he was looking at my chest, even though my hands were covering it.

“Maybe I could just borrow your wetsuit?” I suggested. He looked down at it as I suggested.

“Umm…” he hesitated.

“Please? I don’t know what else to do to cover them.”

“I would do, honestly, it’s just… I’m not wearing anything under” he told me, staring at my covered chest again. This actually excited me a little bit. I was shaking quite a lot, a mixture of the cold and the nervousness.

“I don’t mind” I said. “I’ve got clothes in my car I can change into so I can do that and give you your wetsuit back. If you stay in the kayak nobody will see your…. d*ck”

He smiled nervously and didn’t say anything again.

“Alright…umm, can you… turn around?” He said, and I did so. I could hear him unzipping his wetsuit, and as he did I tilted my head so I could see him in my peripheral vision. There’s no way I wasn’t catching a glimpse. He had his back to me giving me a view of his butt, which was amazing. I turned my head so I could fully see it, which is when he turned around. I saw his c*ck and gasped a little, it was so small! The balls drooped lower than it. But I guess he was a small guy, so I don’t know what I was expecting.

“Woahh, hey hey! Why are you looking?” And he covered his crotch immediately. I laughed a little.

“Sorry, sorry.” I looked at the rest of him and he had a very masculine, hairy chest which turned me on. Very nice for a man in his 50’s.

“I like your d*ck” I said with a cheeky smiler, still covering my boobs. He looked at me and paused. I could see him finding the words to respond.

“I’m cold from the water, it’s usually longer” he said with a flicker of a smile. I could tell he was starting to think something might happen, and if he was up for it, I definitely was.

I took my hands away from my shivering boobs, revealing my long, erect nipples. His eyes automatically lasered in on them. I approached him.

“Your nipples…” he said with a smile on his face. I assumed he was talking about their size. I leant for and started to kiss him, my tongue inside his mouth, before I started descending towards his penis. It was still flaccid and small, with a large amount of foreskin hanging off the end. I took it in my hand and he was right; it was freezing.

“Let me…let me lie down” He said, breathlessly. So I did, and I climbed on him towards his dick. I rolled his foreskin between my fingers and then opened it up and stuck my tongue inside, touching the tip of his penis.

“Oh God…” He said. I then put his entire c*ck and balls inside my mouth, massaging his testicles with my tongue, feeling his soft, hot c*ck on the roof of my mouth. I sucked it like a lolly a few times and it had grown a bit, but not much. He had a semi. I was wondering what I had to do to get this guy rock hard. I crawled forwards on his body until my tits were level with his face. I told him to open his mouth as wide as it would go, and I plunged my whole left boob inside. I felt my nipple hit the back of his throat, and then took it back slightly so he could suck on it. He nibbled on my nipple and I let out a slight moan. I felt his c*ck with my hand all he had was a semi still, not even hard enough to put in my p*ssy.

I decided to swivel around. If he wasn’t putting his c*ck in, he was putting his tongue in. I ended up lying on top of him, my p*ssy on his face while I fondled with his semi. I felt his tongue enter and I let out another moan. We were both breathing heavily. I carried on rubbing his d*ck, until I decided to pull the foreskin all the way back until the whole head was showing. I then spat on it and rubbed it in with my tongue whilst I heard him moan in pleasure. I gave his d*ck a couple more pulls when it suddenly ejaculated. I was a bit surprised because he still had a semi, he wasn’t even that hard! My face was obviously close and the first load went into my eye. I gasped in shock whilst I felt the next go straight into my forehead. It was so warm. It felt as though he had heated his semen in a kettle.

I started laughing as it seemed to keep going and not stop, and he was letting out a really hot moan after each spurt.

“Oh my God” I whispered. He had pretty much covered my face. It was at least 10 ropes of cum, and it was unbelievably thick.

“Oh my God…” he finally exclaimed after he finished and taken his tongue out my p*ssy. I sat up on his chest.

“Thank you so much… I haven’t been able to get it up in ages.” He said.

“I could tell,” I said, blinking, trying to get it out of my eye which was actually becoming quite painful.

“I’m going to remember this, I’m going to remember you. That was amazing. I haven’t done anything like that in so long.” He was panting, his head back.

I looked at his d*ck whilst sitting up on his chest and it was shrinking back down again. I smiled and got up. He saw my face and saw me rubbing my eye.

“Sorry,” he said “I should’ve warned you when I was gonna…. Blow”

“No its fine, I like it… it just went in my eye but I think its OK now”

He propped himself up on his elbows and smiled.

“We better, err, head back”

“Alright.” I said. “But I’m having the wetsuit.” I looked at him with a grin. “I think I deserve it, no?”

He laughed.

“Ahh, now I see your motivation. Sure you, can have it. But you’re not having these back.” He said, grabbing my bikini bottoms that he took off me. He broke them apart with his hands and tossed them over the cliff (it was a very cheap, soft material). I didn’t really care at this point, they barely cost anything. Probably why they came off so easily.

I felt the cum dripping from my face onto my chest as I clambered into the wetsuit, and the guide stood up, stark naked, his penis returning to its normal, droopy length.

“Come on then. You need to wash your face.” He said, and he jumped off the cliff. I zipped up the wetsuit and followed him off and we climbed out and back into the kayak. All the cum had obviously washed off.

We paddled back to the excursion centre without really saying much. I suspected he might have some sort of erectile dysfunction maybe, but I didn’t want to ask. I’m just glad I was able to help, and helping myself in the process. We reached the centre, and I got out, went to my car and got changed and returned the wetsuit to him as promised.

“Thanks,” he said as I threw it back to him in his kayak. “More for others than for me, you’re probably in the minority of people in wanting to see a shrivelled d*ck” I smiled and said goodbye, headed to my car and drove off back to my son’s.

We haven’t spoke to each other since and decided it was one of those spontaneous things. It was an amazing experience, and I loved the fact I could get him to cum and I always find it unbelievably hot when it’s a bucket fulls, especially on my face. Even more so when it’s a surprise like it was in my first story. Maybe not in the moment, but afterwards the fact I didn’t expect it at the time really turns me on and I sometimes masturbate over it… I still don’t think it was as good as experience as that first story with my 20 year old tenant though. In that story, I felt like the Australian guide as I hadn’t had sex in quite a while. And he was the perfect person to help me relieve it… I’m tempted to text him again as remembering all these stories makes me so horny.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dcf5pv/fm_my_third_story_when_i_visited_croatia