I walked the the Saint James Way (Camino de Santiago) to Compostela when I was a 21 years old girl.
I did it on my own, without any friends or relatives. It took me 6 weeks to get to Compostela
Pilgrims use to strike up new friendships, and so did I. My best friend on the way was Julián, a 71 years old man from a nearby city. His wife had passed away some years ago. He had two very handsome sons, aged 50 and 47, and quite a few grandchildren
We met on my second day and we did all the way together until the end. His conversation sparkled with a subtle blend of wit and charm. And I did love the slower pace walking
We became great friends very soon.
We used to walk, to eat or to hang out at night with other people, but we were together each and every minute during those six weeks, most of the time just him and I alone.
He had had a very interesting life and I learnt a lot from him. We talked about everything: family, couples, philosphy, politics, sex experiences... Everything!
I got to know all his secrets and he got to know mines, too, even the most daring ones. Actually, we did talk a lot about sex, without any taboo at all
At night we used to share big bedrooms with other people at the pilgrim's shelters. Those rooms use to be coed, but people use to change clothes in the bathrooms.
So did I, as a prudish girl. I would never change clothes in the coed bedrooms
That's why he got so much shocked the first time that we were alone and I nonchalantly changed my bra infront of him.
- Have you seen a ghost?
- Excuse me...
From then on, every time that we were alone, I would change my clothes before him. He used to stare at my tits and shaved pussy without any shame
Very soon, we started sharing a hotel bedroom, just for us alone. Then, I would hang out stark naked in our bedroom, before and after my shower, spreading my coconut oil all over my body, (tits and pussy included) for quite a few minutes every afternoon.
His age was my alibi. I could downplay the sexual implications of my nudity. I was a prude before everyone else, but I was entitled to be nude before a man who could have been my grandfather
I was not going to have sex with him, but I couldn't help giving him my nudity as a gift for his eyes
- Why do you stare so much, f*cking pervert? Have you never seen a naked girl?
- Not so pretty...
- You could be my grandfather! Shut up! You are 20 years older than my father! I can feel safe being naked with you...
- I still got blood in my veins...
- I do know where all your blood is right now!!
He never tried to touch me.
We were good friends for some 10. years, until he passed away when he was 80.
One of my best friends ever
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