As I have noted on multiple occasions, vacations are very often some of my most sex-drenched activities. This has nothing to do with a desire for "fresh meat," as some call it. On the contrary, on many of my vacations, I end up having erotic encounters with friends or fuck buddies I have known for some time.
But vacations do offer two things that daily life at home does not. First, unlike the workaday world we normally inhabit, vacations tend to be times of little stress, where the more playful instincts can flourish without distraction. Second, a good vacation provide extensive amount of free time, time that one would always prefer to fill with the most enjoyable affairs possible. And sex, whatever you may think of it, is one of the simplest, least expensive, and exhilarating diversions a man can find.
It was on just such a vacation weekend that I ended up having day after day of amazing encounters with new friends and old. I recall it fondly in the latest addition to our True Sex Stories department, in a memoir I call Wanton Weekend. I hope it inspires some fun memories — or weekends of your own.
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