1. South by Key West (The Peequel to the Golden Series)


    Date: 12/21/2017, Categories: Fetish, Author: MrNiceguy888, Source: LushStories

    Back in the late eighties my girlfriend Chelsea and I spent a summer in Key West. We were both in our early twenties and had really just started seeing one another. She had long wavy honey blond hair with big brown eyes, stood 5’ 7” and weighed about 125 lbs. I was 6’, 180 lbs with wavy brown hair to my shoulders and green eyes. At the time I knew she was really good looking, but thinking back now, we were both probably pretty good. When we met, Chelsea already had plans to stay with a friend in Marathon, Fl. for the summer. The more time we spent together though, the less we wanted to spend the summer apart. We were both going to school in Montreal, and it was always so hard to find a job there, that soon enough we were making plans to head south together to give the Keys a try. We ended up taking the bus to Florida, and it was an incredibly long, long, long ride. When we got there we learned that her friend never told the guy she was living with that I would be coming too, and he didn’t disguise his annoyance at the surprise. It was a rough start and it didn’t get any better. Within about forty-eight hours of our arrival it was pretty obvious that things wouldn’t work out for us in Marathon. As charmless as our host was, it quickly became clear that Chelsea’s friend was a far greater irritant. Aside from her naked dishonesty, she was one of the most ignorant people that I’d ever met. On top of neglecting to tell her boyfriend that I would be coming, she had also falsely ...
    told us that she had jobs lined up for us. Her head was an ark full of bad ideas and mistaken beliefs which she never hesitated to share. For instance she let us know that alcohol was her chief form of birth control. She felt that if her boyfriend drank enough, the booze would work as a general spermicide. The system had failed a few times, but hey, no form of contraception is perfect. Once we announced our plan try our luck down the highway in Key West, our host’s attitude tuned around. He didn’t mind letting us leave most of our luggage at his place for pick up later and he also ended up giving us a ride to Key West. The three of us had breakfast on Duval Street and before he headed home he even told us if we couldn’t find a place that we were welcome to take a bus back to Marathon. After we ate Chelsea and I got down to business. While I looked for a job, Chelsea began looking for a place for us to stay. It turned out finding a job was the easier part. Within the hour I was busing at a restaurant, but when we met up at the end of the day Chelsea was frustrated and exhausted. She’d been walking all day and had only found two potential apartments, both seeming to be over our budget. As luck would have it though, a guy working at a sidewalk kiosk beside the steps we were on heard our conversation. He gave us the number of his friend who had a room to rent just down the street. We called and were able to arrange to see the place after diner. The place was right on Duval, a little ...
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