Finally, junior year was over and summer had arrived. I was officially a senior now! I had so many plans for the summer. My friends and I already had tickets to a bunch of summer concerts. We planned on spending our days at the local amusement parks and beaches, and our nights partying at one house or another. It was going to be epic!
Of course, none of this could start until after my family vacation. This year, two weeks in North Carolina on the Outer Banks. Basically, one long island consisting of beaches, rental homes, and wild horses. My brother was supposed to come with us, but then got a summer internship at his college, so now it was just me and my parents.
Luckily my parents had some pity on me and decided that I could bring a friend along since my brother bailed on us. Otherwise, I would have been bored to death. No high school senior wants to spend every waking hour for two weeks with his parents, no matter how awesome they are. So, I invited my friend Mark.
Mark was psyched to come along. We had the days planned out. Jet skiing, water skiing, bike riding, hang gliding, and most of all, banging every hot bitch we could find on that beach.
Then, out of the blue, the day before we were set to leave, Mark decides that he can’t come. He had gone and gotten himself a job at a local coffee shop for the summer. I was pissed! He couldn’t have told me about this before now? Couldn’t have mentioned that he had applied for summer jobs? Now he just abandons me at the last minute with no options?
I couldn’t find another friend to come along at the last minute like that. My parents wouldn’t let me stay home on my own, not for two weeks. My mom was afraid I’d run out of clean clothes to wear or food to eat. Seriously, who doesn’t know how to do a load of laundry? Besides, it’s summer, I’ll be wearing shorts every day. If they get dirty, I’ll just jump in the pool. No, no. This was because they didn’t want poor Zane partying in the house for two weeks or bringing home all those girls who love him so much and getting one of them pregnant. That’s what mom was worried about. So, summer vacation with my parents. Oh, joy!
The Banks
The rental house was beautiful. Actually, it was a condo, but it was huge. It wasn’t one of the huge houses, like farther up the beach, with the private Jacuzzis, the pool and the deck that wrapped all the around the house, but it was still pretty sweet. It was also right on the beach, and that made it perfect.
We arrived on Sunday. For the first few days, I stuck with the family plan. Outings to the tourist spots. Meals out on the beach, or a pier, or some restaurant overlooking everything. All the typical summer musts when you’re staying at the beach. That grew old fast. By the Wednesday I was already tired of my constant companions. I wanted to hit the beach and check out the summer girls. So, when my parents decided to go to yet another tourist hotspot, I stayed behind to catch some waves or some babes.
I grabbed my towel, my beach chair, and my boogie board and hit the beach. Much to my surprise, there were hardly any girls there. At least not any my age. There were a lot who looked about ten or eleven years old gathered in groups around their parents. I had absolutely no interest in them. Then there was a group of obvious college girls who looked absolutely insane, but there was also a group of obvious college guys all over them. I didn’t stand a chance there. This sucked.
I decided to walk up the beach a bit and see if the odds improved. So, I headed north, up to where the expensive houses were. The beach was all public, but most of these houses had their own private access. I found a nice spot and sat to watch for a while. I swam a little, played on the boogie board, then got bored so I started building a little sand castle. Girls love sand castles. Mark and I had planned to build a huge one to see what we could attract. For now, this one would have to do.
I pretty much ignored everyone and just went about my business. A few girls walked by, either in pairs or with obvious boyfriends. I cataloged them all in my mind as to their potential for the week. Man, it was slim pickings. Again, this week was going to suck.
The best prospect that I saw was a pair of girls who came from one of the houses right behind me. They were obviously sisters. They both had long dark hair, dark eyes, and had obviously been working on their tans, and not leaving a lot of tan lines. Hmmm, naked sunbathing on the deck maybe? Tomorrow I would have to bring binoculars too.
As they passed, they slowed down to look at what I was building, and to smile and tell me “That looks really good!”
“Thanks” I answered and smiled back, taking a good long scan of both of them.
The older one seemed to be about my age, but showed absolutely no interest in me whatsoever, other than the novelty of the sand castle. The younger one smiled with bright eyes and big dimples that seemed to signal some definite interest in more than the pile of sand.
She had a nice body. Tight, flat tummy, a sweet little bubble of a butt, and nice tits, not too big, but definitely on display.
Castle
The next day I returned to the same spot.
After about an hour my girls appeared once again. They claimed a spot a short distance away from me and proceeded to apply sunblock to each other. Mmmmm, by the end of the week I wanted that job!
Big sister was wearing another two-piece bikini, about the same as the one she wore the day before. But little sister seemed to have lost half the fabric on hers today. This had the effect of making her tits much bigger than they were yesterday and turning that sweet ass into an absolute magnet that I could not pull my eyes away from. Thank God for sunglasses.
I sat for a while trying to think of how to make my move on them. This is why I needed a wingman. I had no one to throw the ball in their laps. Or the frisbee. No one to chase and tackle right as we reached their blanket, and fall right down practically on top of them. And the reaction from older sister the day before, or lack of reaction as the case may be, told me that a cheesy pickup line would only buy me more time to work on my tan.
Eventually, the tide started to go out, so I figured since it worked yesterday, I would try the same technique today, and started building another sand castle. An occasional glance to the side every now and then showed that little sister was watching intently the whole time. Big sister seemed to be doing the same thing I was doing, watching for other prospects.
When a couple of the lifeguards came by on their four wheelers, big sister popped up and practically ran over to flirt with them. I knew that wasn’t going to work, of course. They both looked to be in their twenties, much older than her. The lifeguards don’t screw around while they’re working, and they only use the vacation girls for a quick bang and then throw them back the next day. The best it would do is get her an invite to the after dark party in the dunes somewhere and a quick ride on a beat up, beer-soaked sofa. Then again, maybe that’s what she was looking for. What a slut.
Of course, this left her sister laying on her blanket watching me play in the sand. I kept watching her out of the corner of my eye, but I didn’t make any kind of moves. I kept making this sand castle more and more elaborate. Eventually, it worked. she got up and came walking over to check it all out.
“This is really cool” she said.
I looked up, smiled, and replied “Thanks”
“How big are you gonna make it?” she asked.
I thought to myself, how big do you want it?
“I don’t know” I replied. “I’ll just work on it until I get bored, then I’ll go back to swimming or something”
“Can I help?” she asked.
Why yes, I thought. Yes, you can. You can help a lot!
“Sure” I said. “Jump right in!”
I had dug a moat all around the whole thing so that the waves wouldn’t destroy it as I was building it. It was also the perfect depth to sit on the edge with your feet in the hole. She jumped right in, sat down, and started trying to imitate my method of dripping sand onto the pile to make spires and walls and such. Luckily, she wasn’t very good at it. Every time her construction fell over, I just snickered at her and smiled. She was getting frustrated with it.
“How do you get it to stay up like that?” she asked.
Heh heh. I just keep looking at your ass, I thought.
So, I moved over right next to her, took her hands in mine, and started to show her how to make it work right.
Up close she was much hotter than I’d thought. Her tits were barely contained by the little bikini top she had on, I’m sure on purpose, and her legs were perfectly smooth as I cozied up close to her. Every little action brought a huge smile to that cute face. Those dimples just begging me to grab her by the cheeks and kiss her long and hard.
Soon she got the hang of it and started laughing and squealing every time something didn’t fall over. She was so cute.
“What’s your name?” I asked.
“Emma” she replied. “What’s yours?”
When Mark and I had planned this week, we decided no real names. These were summer girls; the whole idea was to spend a week fucking their brains out and then never hear from them again. Although she was really cute, I didn’t see any reason to change that plan.
“Ben” I answered, using my other friends’ name for the week.
Emma
We sat and worked on that sand castle for at least an hour. I have no idea whatever happened to Sophie, that was big sister’s name, but I was glad she wasn’t coming back. Emma said she was no doubt off trying to find one of the hot lifeguards to hop on, so she probably wouldn’t be back to be annoying anytime soon, even though their parents had told her to keep an eye on her little sister.
“Why would you need her to keep an eye on you?” I asked.
“My parents think I’m going to drown or something.”
I responded “Well considering I haven’t seen you even go near the water yet; I doubt you’re gonna drown”
She answered, “If I want to swim, I’ll go back to the house and swim in the pool. I’m not going out there with the sharks and the crabs and all those things that’ll grab you and pull you under”
I looked her up and down and answered “I’d grab you”
She looked back at me with eyes wide and her mouth slightly open, clearly surprised at that comment. Then she smiled back at me and said.
“You’re so bad!”
Yes. I am so bad. We got bored with building the sand castle, so we left it there for the tide to take care of and did some boogie boarding for a while. She acted as if she didn’t know what she was doing so I could teach her, giving me plenty of opportunities to grab her and help her up. She knew what she was doing. She clearly wanted me to touch her and grab her as much as possible. I was happy to oblige.
This, of course, led to sunscreen. All that falling and splashing washed it all off, so naturally, she needed to re-apply. Again, I was happy to oblige. We went back to her blanket. She lay down, and I proceeded to rub lotion over that entire body. That entire, sweet, soft, young, delicious body.
After doing her back, I rolled her over to take care of the front. Shoulders. Arms. Tummy. When I got to her chest, before I actually touched anything, she closed her eyes and leaned her head back. I thought I heard her moan just the tiniest little bit, but that may have been my imagination. My hands may also have slipped under that bikini top as I applied the lotion. Sliding over those small, but rock-hard nipples. I looked around as I did this to make sure no one was watching. My hands lingered.
Emma kept her eyes closed, and this time I definitely heard soft little moans coming from her. I looked to see her biting her lip. She was definitely enjoying this, and so was I. However, she needed some on her legs too, so I started applying some there. Starting from her ankles, slowly moving all the way up to her thighs. As I approached that tiny little bikini, I noticed a few dark hairs poking out. My eyes darted from her bikini up to her eyes. She gave a wide-eyed smile, but then closed her thighs on my hand, realizing what I’d been looking at. My eyes shifted from hers, down to my hand between her legs, then back up to her eyes again. Then, still staring into her eyes, I slid my hand back down to her knees, and slowly started to pull those legs apart again. Her eyes grew wider, her smile too, but she didn’t resist.
As I started to slide my hand up the inside of her thighs, her smile, already beaming, turned expectant and lustful. Her lips parted ever so slightly. I looked up again to make sure no one was watching, then quickly pulled my hand away and scooted away from her about a foot or so. Startled, she sat up, asking me what was wrong. I looked up the beach and pointed. Coming towards us, about a hundred yards away, was Sophie, accompanied by some dark, tanned beach stud.
Emma composed herself just as Sophie and her boy toy came strolling up to us. From the buff bod and dark even tan, I guessed he had to be one of the seasonal locals. I’m not sure anyone actually lived here year-round. There were introductions all around, Sophie, Ben, Emma, Dirk. That’s right, his name was Dirk. Emma laughed under her breath. I hated him instantly. I could tell exactly what he was, a Frat boy disguised as a beach bum. All Sophie saw was muscles and tan.
Sophie informed Emma that she was going to hang with him and his friends farther up the beach for the rest of the day, and she would be home late, probably after sunset. Emma would have to inform their parents.
“You can make it back to the house by yourself, can’t you?” She asked sarcastically, as she glanced over to their house which was about a hundred yards away.
“Yeah, I’ll manage” Emma answered back with all the spite she could manage. “But I’m not covering for your ass when you come home drunk again” she added.
Apparently, Sophie did this a lot.
They both exchanged disgusted looks, then Dirk put his arm around Sophie and they turned and started walking back up the beach. They might have made it about 20 yards before his hand was on her ass.
There was no doubt I’d found the sweeter of the two sisters. Sophie was a real bitch.
Hot Tub?
Once they were gone, I wanted nothing more than to go back to where I was, with a bottle of lotion in one hand and the other between Emma’s legs. We sat there a bit awkwardly for a few moments as I tried to think of how to resume our previous positions.
Emma spoke up. “She’s such a bitch sometimes”
“Well, at least you know she’ll leave us alone for the rest of the day.” Yes, I purposely said “US”, and then I moved up nice and close to her again.
As she started to respond, she turned her face to me. I raised my hand up to her chin, held her still, then leaned in and kissed her. It took a moment before she started to kiss back, but then she was all in. We sat there for a few moments kissing, with her starting to make soft, small moans under her breath. Her lips were so soft, and her tongue so delicate. It was like kissing a fairy princess. I was taken by surprise at how sweet and tender she was. Nonetheless, my hand left her chin and dropped to her waist.
We broke the kiss, and then I planted a few more on her. Her eyes were closed and she let me have my way with her mouth. Moaning more with every peck. She was irresistible, I had to have more. I wanted a lot more. My hand started to caress her thigh. Her skin was so perfect.
When my hand moved from the outside of her thigh to the inside of her thigh, she pulled back from the kissing. She made no attempt to move my hand. She simply sat there looking back at me with those big, wide, sparkling eyes. She was so cute with her eyes dilated, that grin from ear to ear, and those dimples screwed onto her cheeks. I could tell there was something going through her mind for a few moments until she sat up straight and exclaimed.
“Hey, you wanna come see our hot tub?”
Oh yes, yes I do! I thought.
“You have a hot tub?” I asked.
“Yeah. It’s so cool! C’mon grab your shit, let’s go!”
Well, there was no way I was resisting that invitation. I grabbed my few things. She wrapped all her stuff up in that blanket, and we ran back to the walkway up to her house. When we got to the door, she dropped her stuff on the ground and opened the door. I dropped my stuff too and followed her as quick as I could.
Emma led me through the house, up the stairs to the second floor, then out the back to the deck. It was beautiful. A huge deck, overlooking the pool, with sliding doors into the recreation room we’d just come from, as well as the master bedroom. Over in the corner, was a huge, six-person hot tub. We stepped up to it, and Emma opened one side of the cover so we could check it out. She started to tell me about all the fancy jets and sprays and other gizmos and gadgets. I thought to hell with that and started to pull the cover off.
I said “So C’mon! let’s fire this baby up and jump in!”
She grabbed me by the arm to stop me and pulled the cover back down.
“We can’t. My mom won’t let us turn it on while she’s not here. She’ll kill me”
“What?” I answered. “Isn’t that the whole reason you brought me back here? To show me your hot tub?”
I pinned her up against the edge of it and put my hands on either side of her, leaning in against her.
“I thought maybe we were gonna climb in…” I paused, leaned in and kissed her again.
“Then maybe we could get naked and have some fun” Then I thrust my hips against her as I kissed her again. She had to feel my cock grinding up against her. I was about as fully erect as I could be at this point.
She hesitated for a moment, biting her lip. Pinned between my hard cock and the forbidden hot tub. I could tell she was weighing the consequences of getting in trouble with her mother against the excitement of getting naked with me.
After a few electric moments, she blurted out. “We could go in the pool!”
I looked over her shoulder at the pool. It did look inviting, especially with her, naked. I could fuck her in the pool. But I had a better idea.
“Yeah, we could do that. OR…” I hesitated for a moment.
She looked at me clearly anticipating my counter offer.
“You could show me your bedroom” I finished.
That look of excited lust returned to her face. The eyes widened. The smile spread. She hesitated for only a few moments before she took my hand and said “C’mon”
Emma’s Room
She led me back into the house and down the hall. It turned out there were two large bedrooms on this floor, just off the recreation room. The one connecting to the hot tub side was Sophie’s, the one on the opposite side was hers. All to herself. Inside there was a huge queen-sized bed, a dresser, and the door that led to the bathroom the two bedrooms shared.
The instant we closed the door behind us I tackled her onto the bed. I pinned her down and started kissing her all over. At first, she was squeaking and squealing as she tried to wrestle her way out from under me, but once the kissing and touching started, those squeaks and squeals turned to moans and heavy sighs. She was absolutely delicious, but she tasted of salt and sunscreen. I looked over my shoulder and got an idea.
I pulled her up and led her into the bathroom. It was huge. A long counter with double sinks. A huge luxurious bathtub, and a glass shower that had room for Emma, Me, and five or six of our friends. I stepped over and turned on the water in the shower. Then I turned to her, reached around her back, and started to untie her bikini top. Her hands immediately flew up to her breasts, holding her top up.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
I kissed her again and answered. “We’re gonna take a shower. You taste like salt and sunscreen”
“Umm… okay” she answered.
I finished untying her top, and pulled her hands away, letting it fall to the floor. She started to turn bright red as her breasts were exposed. They were beautiful. Small, but full and firm, with small dark nipples that were hard as stones right now. I ran my hands up over them and stopped to squeeze and fondle just a little bit.
Her face was still red, but she closed her eyes and exhaled a long breath as I caressed her tits. I wanted to lean down and bite those nipples, but right now I wanted her naked first.
I let her go long enough to untie my trunks and push them to the floor. When she opened her eyes, there I was, fully naked and standing up straight and hard only inches from her.
“Oh my god!” she exclaimed as she saw my hard cock aiming at her.
I stepped into the shower and adjusted the water temperature. Thinking she would shed her bikini bottoms herself. Then I looked at her and asked.
“Are you coming?”
She hesitated for a moment, staring at me naked in her shower, then came scampering over and climbed in with me. I pulled her close and started kissing her again. We picked up right where we had left off on the bed, our lips locked, our hands exploring everywhere.
After a few minutes of kissing and touching and teasing, I slid both my hands down her sides to the top of her bikini bottoms. I hooked my fingers into them and started to push them down. Emma closed her eyes again and tensed up as if she was nervous. Surely, she’s been naked with a guy before, I thought. She’s seemed eager to go along with everything so far with no hesitation why would she be nervous about this? I didn’t stop to think about it long, I wanted her naked.
I pushed her suit down over her ass and let it drop to her feet. She stepped out of it, then wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled up close to me. We stood like that under the beating water for a while. Kissing, lightly touching each other and holding each other tight. My cock pressed tightly up against her belly, I wanted so bad to push her up against the wall and penetrate her. Instead, I grabbed the soap. I lathered her up and cleaned every inch of her body, and I mean every inch. Her skin which was perfectly smooth and silky normally, in the shower, all wet and soaped up, was like sliding my hands over glass. I loved the feel of her body.
After about fifteen minutes of exploring and washing each other, I turned the water off, told her to wait there, and stepped out of the shower. I grabbed a huge bath towel, gave myself a quick dabbing here and there so I wasn’t completely dripping wet, then grabbed the corners and stretched my hands out wide for her. Every time I looked at her, Emma became more and more beautiful. When she stepped out of the shower, naked, tan, the water glistening on her skin, that dimpled smile on her face, she looked like a goddess.
She stepped out of the shower and into my open arms. I wrapped the towel around her and pulled her close into me. As I rubbed here and there, blotted there and here, and dried her off. I leaned into her, kissing her lips, and neck, and shoulders, and licking the small beads of water off of her. Once again, she started moaning with every touch.
I led her back to the bed and unwrapped her. Then I pushed her down and climbed up on top of her. We kissed for a moment again, then climbed fully up to the middle of the bed and got comfortable. Emma said nothing. She just lay back and closed her eyes, savoring every time I touched her. Her breathing became short and rapid, but every time I touched a new spot she would take in a deep breath, and then let out a long heavy sigh.
I couldn’t get enough of her body. I was amazed at how smooth her skin was. It was all I could think of. Every touch was smooth as silk. Soft and tender. I started to kiss from her mouth to her earlobes. To her neck. To her shoulders, down, down, down to her breasts. Upon reaching her nipples, she took in another deep breath, closed her eyes and leaned her head back. She arched her back, raising her breasts up to meet my eager mouth. With the bikini off and lying down, her breasts looked much smaller, but they were still perfect in my eyes. Her hands wrapped around my shoulders, holding me tight against her chest.
We wrestled. We climbed over each other, our hands exploring and wandering. I touched her ass, her tits, her ribs. Emma did much of the same in return, her hands sliding over my ass. She was so eager to touch everything. When I felt a hand wrap around my cock, I wanted to pin her to the bed and bury myself inside her that instant. Instead, I closed my eyes and went right to the place she had been earlier. Taking in deep breaths and letting out long sighs as I tried to control myself from the feelings of her hands on my cock. My hips wanted to thrust against her.
My hand found its way between her legs. Suddenly Emma seemed hesitant. I slid my hand all the way up her thigh until I was touching her mound. She had a wild shock of curly black hair that was trimmed back to exactly bikini proportions. As I touched and stroked, she stiffened up and closed her legs just a bit.
Was I missing something? All of a sudden, she’s backing off? Up until this point she had been rather eager to proceed. She would stop and take a deep breath, but then dive in with enthusiasm. Now those legs were closing.
I slowly stroked my fingers over her pussy and leaned over her to continue the kissing. After a moment, she relaxed again and laid her head back to take in the feeling between her legs. When my fingers penetrated her, she took in a deep gasp of hair and held her breath.
I wanted her now. I leaned over her and crossed one of my legs between hers. She hardly seemed to notice as her legs spread. I removed my fingers and pushed her legs farther apart as I climbed between them. Emma opened her eyes and looked up at me. I looked her in the eyes and smiled, then I looked down at that wild pussy as I drove my fingers back into her again. She closed her eyes again, opened her mouth and breathed deeply.
Finally, I removed my fingers once more and wrapped my hand around my fully erect cock. I started to rub it up against her pussy, getting it wet from her juices. She was so wet. She opened her eyes again and looked down at my cock about to enter her. I looked her in the eyes again and asked.
“Do you wan….”
“YES!” she exclaimed.
I was taken aback just bit by her urgency, considering only a few moments earlier she was trying to close those legs and keep me out.
“Are you su…”
“YES!”
Well, you didn’t have to tell me twice. I slowly began to push into her. She was so tight, and wet, and hot. Her whole body stiffened as I entered her. She grabbed two fistfuls of blanket as I drove myself into her. Her moans turned into quiet little whimpers. Was she a virgin? Could she be? I hadn’t even thought to ask. She had been so eager even as I was about to penetrate her, that didn’t seem like the behavior of a virgin about to experience her first time.
I pulled back a bit, then pushed back in. She was incredible. As I started in and out of her, her breathing returned to something more normal. She began to let out little grunts every time I thrust into her. After only a few minutes she began to thrust back as well. Her whimpers turned back into moans, and her hips were trying to consume me. She was getting very close.
I reached down and lifted her knees, then leaned forward and drove into her as deep and as hard as I could. She let out a scream. I started to drive into her hard, never really pulling out, just back enough to drive back in hard. Emma was screaming when she suddenly wrapped her arms around me and bear hugged me. Her hips exploded as she tried to pull me deeper. I could feel the juices erupt within her. I drove my cock as deep as possible and held myself there while she came.
After a few moments, her body released and collapsed under me. However, I wasn’t finished. I pulled those knees up and started to hammer into her. In another minute my hips spasmed and drove as deep as I possibly could. I exploded inside her. I would ram my cock deep into her and shoot long streams of cum deep up inside her. It was glorious. One, two, three, four times. I lost count, but I couldn’t get enough. She took every ounce I had to give.
Finally, I collapsed as well on top of her. I pulled my deflating cock from her and rolled off to her side. I lay for a moment relaxing and catching my breath. Neither of us spoke. I turned to look at that cute face only to find her eyes closed, lying there taking long deep breaths. But there was a smile on her face. I couldn’t help but smile myself.
Eventually, I rolled over, turned her face to me, and kissed her long and sweet. She returned that kiss, and we lay there rapt in each other for a long time. I still couldn’t stop touching that incredible little body. She said only one thing.
“Oh my God, I can’t believe that”
I shut her up with another kiss. My hands returned to exploring her body.
We cleaned up and made our way down to the pool to cool off. We would jump and dive, swim and fight, wrestle each other in the water. Every once in a while, we would find ourselves groping and touching and getting very heated and horny again. We were just getting hot enough to head right back up to her bedroom when Sophie appeared on the patio.
“Does mom know you brought boy toy home with nobody here?” she asked.
Of course she didn’t, their parents hadn’t even come home from wherever they had been all day yet.
Emma shot right back at Sophie. “Does daddy know you’re drunk again?”
Sophie curled her lip at Emma, shook her head and shot us a quick “Fuck you” and then disappeared back into the house.
Emma and I decided that our fun for the day was over with Sophie back in the house. Reluctantly, we kissed goodbye and I made my way back to the beach. I turned and took the long walk back down to where our condo was. I stopped for a bit to make sure no one had followed me; I didn’t actually want them to know where to find me. Emma was fucking hot, but she was still just a vacation toy.
I made my way back home and relived the whole day over and over all night.
Friday
The next morning, all I could think of was Emma walking naked into my arms and wrapping that big towel around her. Mmmmm sweet. I made my way up the beach again.
I hadn’t even reached her house yet, but I saw Emma sitting there on the beach. The instant she saw me she stood up and ran toward me. I waved and smiled, but didn’t break into a run myself, this wasn’t one of those movies. When she reached me, she jumped up on me and engaged me in a lip lock. I didn’t mind that at all.
She smelled of some breezy, delicious perfume. I didn’t have any idea what it was but I liked it. She wore a short pair of shorts and a very loose halter top, giving me a very intoxicating view of the girls. I could feel my cock rising before I even set her back on the ground.
Emma didn’t even wait. She pulled me close and whispered in my ear.
“I wanna do it again!”
I answered, “Good morning to you too!”
She blushed, those dimples turning a bright crimson. It was so cute.
She grabbed my hands and started to pull as she walked backward in the direction of her house.
“I’m sorry” she said. “Good morning”
I flashed her a smile. She smiled that bright red, embarrassed grin right back at me. She hesitated for a moment and then started to ask again.
“Do you wanna…”
“YES” I interrupted.
That smile somehow grew bigger, then she turned and started pulling me toward her house.
We got to her house, up to the second-floor rec room, and I couldn’t wait any longer. I threw her down on the sofa and landed right on top of her. My hands dove right inside that halter top and started pinching and teasing her nipples. I leaned down and started nibbling on her neck. Emma squeaked and squealed and writhed underneath me. Finally, she broke free and said “c’mon.”
She grabbed my hand and led me out to the deck where she uncovered the hot tub and turned it on this time.
“What about your mom?” I asked.
“Mom’s gone for the day,” she said. “and Sophie is out golfing with daddy. None of them will be home until late this afternoon. I’m supposed to stay right here in the house until they get back”
We both smiled nodded at each other.
“Okay” I said. “Right here”
I advanced on her, ready to devour her right then and there.
“Wait here” she said. “I have to go change”
I said, “No you don’t, just get naked and jump right in!”
“Duh, neighbors” she replied, pointing to the house next door with a window looking right out on us.
Ugh. I climbed in and waited while she went and put on another sexy little bikini. I wasn’t even going to wait for her to come back. I slipped off my trunks and threw them on the floor so she would know I was already naked, waiting for her.
When she returned, in the tiniest little bikini I could even imagine, all I could do was drool. Emma noticed my suit on the floor and gave me an evil, lustful look. She climbed in and we were all over each other in seconds.
My hands slid right under that bikini and started tweaking her nipples. This made her crazy. She squirmed with every little pinch. I tried to untie that bikini but she wasn’t having it. Neighbors! I was sure no one was watching, but if it made her that nervous then fine, I’d untie the bottoms instead. That she had no problem with!
Her bottoms came right off. I didn’t have to do anything. I pulled one little string and the next thing I knew she was laying them on the side of the tub.
She climbed on my lap and whispered in my ear. “Can we do it in here?” as her hands found my cock and began to stroke me
“We can do it anywhere you want” I answered.
I pulled her close and put my lips on her. I pulled her hips forward so she was hovering just over my cock. She quickly got the idea and tried to move her hips into place for me to enter her. Unfortunately, the way the hot tub was set up was not really comfortable for her in this position. So, I turned her around. Now she was sitting on my lap, facing away from me. Her hips sliding down until my cock slid right up between her legs. I pulled her legs apart with one hand and guided my cock into her with the other.
She responded with a low “Ooooooooooooooooooooh I love that”
I pumped myself into her. I’d never fucked anyone in a hot tub before, it was definitely different. Still, she was so tight that I couldn’t pound her hard enough. Emma let out a long string of “oh my gods” and the occasional “oh my god do it harder.” Yes dear, happily.
Just like the day before, her whole body tensed up. I thought I could feel her juices flowing, but with the hot tub, I couldn’t be sure. I just kept fucking her. She leaned back on me when her body relaxed, but I kept on fucking. Seriously, she had the tightest little cunt I’d been in for a long time. I could tell she was getting tired, but I wasn’t stopping until I filled her up again. Finally, I pushed her forward over the edge of the tub. I stood up and started hammering into her from behind. Yeah, the neighbors could definitely see this, but I didn’t care. I drove into her hard, over and over, until I buried myself deep inside her and let go. Again, I shot every once of cum I had deep up inside her. Thrust after thrust. It was amazing.
I pulled out of her and sat back down. She sat back down on my lap again. We stayed like that in the hot tub for another half hour before we climbed out and dressed again. We made our way down to the pool, where we lounged and swam and cooled off again for a while.
Of course, we didn’t stay cool for long. In the pool, we were all over each other. Emma couldn’t keep her hands out of my swimsuit and I couldn’t keep my mouth off her tits. We found ourselves fucking again in the pool.
It wasn’t even noon yet.
Eventually, we made our way up to the deck outside her room. She wanted to lay out on the chaises and tan. Since her room faced the road, the neighbor’s houses couldn’t really see onto the deck where we were, Emma stripped naked and lay out to catch the sun. Now I knew how her tan was so even. I applied sunscreen to her whole body, and now we were back to where this all started.
She lay on her stomach to tan, and I lay right next to her watching her sizzle. The sun beating off that magnificent ass, covered in beads of sweat from the sunblock. That was a sight I will never forget.
Then she made the mistake of rolling over on her back. Her nipples hard and pointing straight up at the sun. He legs slightly bent. That tornado of wild black hair swirling around, leading right down between her legs. I couldn’t resist any longer. I stood up, leaned over and picked her up, then carried her back through the door into her bedroom. I lay her down on the bed then climbed up right beside her, and it all started again.
I rolled her over on her belly and stuffed a pillow under her hips, lifting them up perfectly. I climbed between those legs and fucked her hard from behind for at least fifteen minutes. Every time I thought I was ready to blow, I’d slow down and experience the feeling of that tight little cunt gripping and grabbing my cock, trying to hold me deep inside. Eventually, I had no choice but to drive myself balls deep and unload everything within her. I don’t think she came that time, but I did, and that was good enough for me.
This was the kind of day I had been hoping for on my vacation. I was so glad at this point that Mark had canceled.
By around 4 pm we were dressed again and strolled down to sit on the beach for a while. While we were there, her mom came strolling down and Emma introduced me. Mom invited me to stay for dinner, so we all strolled back up to the house. Again. Dad was home at this point too. While he was barbecuing dinner, Emma and I jumped back in the pool. If only daddy knew that I had fucked his little girl right her only a few hours before.
Emma kept on teasing me by flashing her tits or grabbing my cock. I wanted to slam her right there with her daddy watching.
Then Sophie came out on the deck. She was surprised to find me joining them for dinner. She kept making suggestive remarks the whole evening until her mom got tired of it and demanded that she knock it off. When the parents went inside, the three of us stayed out by the pool with the two of them exchanging jabs. For sisters, these two really seemed to hate each other. The final straw seemed to be when Emma blurted out.
“She’s just jealous cuz she hasn’t gotten any lifeguard dick yet”
Sophie responded “Oh yeah, and I suppose you’ve been fucking summer boy here”
Emma and I both smiled at her and Emma answered.
“ugh, Sophie, you’re so disgusting. Is that ALL you think about?”
“That’s what I thought” Sophie responded, then walked back into the house.
Although I would have been perfectly ready to fuck her again in the pool right then and there, Emma and I called it a night. We kissed, and groped, and I made my way back to the beach and took the long walk home.
Vacation’s End
That was only Thursday and Friday. For the next week, Emma and I fucked at least twice a day, some days three and four times. And yes, I came inside her every single time. She never mentioned it. I never asked, and just kept letting her have it every time. It was awesome.
We fucked everywhere. Her room. Sophie’s room. Her parents’ room. The pool, the hot tub, the kitchen table. At one point I grabbed her, bent her over the sofa in the rec-room and pounded her until I filled her up.
A couple of days, we couldn’t retreat to her house, so we had to find someplace else to play. I couldn’t bring her to my place, partially because my parents were usually there, but mostly because I didn’t want her knowing where to find me.
Instead, I used the money I had intended to rent jet skis and rented one of those beach cabanas with the zip up doors. It was worth it; Emma was a much better ride than any Jet ski. We fucked right out there on the beach four times that day. At one point, we heard Sophie stroll by looking for her while we were entwined in each other just a few feet away inside this little tent. This had been the best vacation of my life.
On the last Friday, Emma and I met one more time for another morning romp in the hot tub. Just as I was about to fill Emma’s pussy one more time, Sophie came strolling through the sliding doors. We were caught. Emma climbed off my cock and shot across to the other side of the hot tub.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Sophie screamed.
I just smiled at that question thinking, yeah, that’s pretty much it. As always, Emma still had her bikini top on, so it did not immediately look like anything was actually going on other than some making out in the hot tub. Then Sophie noticed Emma’s bottoms laid on the side of the tub. Her mouth dropped open and she looked around, noticing my trunks on the floor as well.
“You are NOT naked in that hot tub!” she exclaimed.
I answered “Well, not both of us”
Sophie turned to me and said “Oh please, she wouldn’t even know what to do, there’s no way”
I was leaving tomorrow. I didn’t care. After an entire week fucking Emma, I thought why not give Sophie a turn too.
I answered “Why don’t you climb in and find out” and flashed her a huge smile.
Sophie grabbed my arm and started to pull.
“Get the fuck out of there right now, both of you. You know you’re not supposed to be in there. When I tell mom, she is gonna be so… OH MY GOD!”
While she was yammering, I had stood up. Completely naked, and still hard as stone having just pulled out of her sister.
I gave her that same confident look. She stopped speaking for a moment, but never took her eyes off my cock.
“Are you sure you don’t want to jump in and join us?” I asked.
“NO” she screamed.
“Get the fuck out of there, both of you!”
So, I did. I climbed out nice and slow so she could get a good look. As I did, Emma also stood up, naked from the waist down.
Sophie saw this and spat out “No fucking way! There’s no way you two…”
Emma got all up in Sophie’s face and answered her.
“Allll week. Did you get any from your lifeguard friends?”
Sophie was dumbfounded at her sister. She looked at Emma, then back to my cock. Then back at Emma, then back at my cock. I seriously wanted to grab her, run back to her bedroom and see which of the sisters was better.
“I am SO telling mom you’ve been doing this…” Sophie started.
Emma quickly interrupted “That’s fine, I’ll just tell her you’ve been fucking the lifeguards all week, who’s she gonna believe?”
This degenerated into an all-out shouting match. I was sure it was going to come to blows at any moment. I knew that this wasn’t going to go away soon. Emma and I had had our last fuck. While they argued, I grabbed my trunks and slipped back into Sophie’s room. I knew I wouldn’t get a chance to fuck her for real, so I figured I’d fuck her this way. I pulled her covers down and jerked my cock until I shot my last load all over her bed. Then I pulled the covers back up. If they’re argument continued and they told their parents on each other, whose bed would they find the cum stains on? If not, at least Sophie would get to sleep on my load that night. Close enough. I put my trunks back on and while they continued screaming at each other, I made my way out the door and back to the beach.
Again, I walked way down the beach. Far past where my house was. I didn’t know if either of them would follow me. After I was satisfied that I was safe, I made my way home and had dinner with my parents at a very nice restaurant. I told them what a great week I’d had hanging out on the beach, and this had turned out to be the best vacation yet.
The next day, we packed up our things and left for home. I never saw or heard from Emma again. I never even knew her last name. Did she end up pregnant? I’ll never know, although she went home with enough sperm inside her to produce a whole litter. She is the only reason that when people today ask me if I have any kids, I have to say…
“None that I know of”