Backpacker Pick-up

Newton is a college town, not a tourist trap, but because one of the proto-Beats lived here for a while it gets a steady stream of folk who come to pay homage to the shack this guy lived in before the royalties hit and he moved to San Francisco. They stay at a hostel, go to the little shrine that’s been set up, eat a burrito, then get out of town.

But I like all that shit too, and there’s some cafés and secondhand bookstores set up around that scene, so I often run into these self-styled travelers and like them. They’re open minded, adventurous, and tend to run young, late teens and 20s to my 30-something, and that’s all cool, especially as me and my wife, Jenn, have an open relationship and are always on the lookout for people we can party with.

We both have our fuck buddies, and that list is slowly growing, but if Jenn wants a new dick or two each month, and I want strange pussy, then its best to aim for folk who are just passing through. Way easier than screwing with the local crew, who tend to stick around and gossip, or get jealous.

So when spring break and summer hit the town it’s what Jenn calls “a target rich environment”, meaning lots of tourists we can fuck, forget, and work out our little kinks on.

In this story she picks out a handsome young backpacker, Cal, and the both of us DP her back and front, up and down, then he comes back the next morning for a blowjob. It’s quite a tale, and I hope you enjoy it. (MFM)