Summer pt. 1
Posted Sat May 26, 2012 06:47 AM
I had, with a couple of good friends, invested some money in renting a beach house. It was a very cosy one. We had barely arrived before we stood on a line casting admiring looks on this house about to be set to good use. We all agreed on, right from the start that we were to spend the summer on the beach and some excellent food.
First night was great. We had settled in and been around the area. The house next to ours was rented by some young women. They had probably been around 5 years older than us. Two of them were lying on the grass sunbathing as we passed the house. One of them was already chestnut skin colour, and she had a nice little tattoo just above the waist. The other was a little white in her skin and she had thick dark hair and a detailed body with some very nice female attributes.
When we came back to the house we immediately started cooking. We were served a nice Italian pasta dish by our chef.
While we were eating the door bell rang. I got up and went out to open. The guys were exchanging stories from other beach house trips. When I opened up the door the blonde girl from earlier was standing outside. At first she looked at me, and then she leaned to one side to look inside the house. I asked if she was looking for anything, so she stood back up straight, looked into my eyes and assumed a cute red colour in her otherwise brown cheeks, and then she answered: “No… I was just curious whether we could lend some knives and forks from you guys? The company we rented the house from have only given us enough for two people.” I asked how many she would need, and it turned out that they were actually four girls in that house. I gave her the two sets she needed and I closed the door when I had received her smile and seen her walking back over the gravel road separating our properties.
In the living room the guys were all ready with loads of questions. I answered them with a cocky attitude and letting it be the subject of some cosy laughter.
The next day was settled to be a beach trip. We each brought our own towel down there, spread it over some sand and laid down on it. I do not think any more than five minutes went past before the sun went away so I reacted naturally by screening my eyes and look up. Apparently the sun had only been blocked by the body of some girl who could have originated from Asia. Even though it was hard to make out, she had green eyes and long dark hair blowing in the wind, making her look very good. She had been waiting for me to examine her entire body before asking: “Marie says that you know the guy I talked to earlier today?” I looked to my left only to find the other towels abandoned. “The others are probably in the water; they said they’d want to go for a swim earlier. You must be looking for one of them.” I responded, so she turned around, stood for a while, and then she exclaimed: “Oh yeah! There he is!” And then she started pacing down towards the water.
I smiled to myself and cast a single look to the sky before I turned to lie on my chest looking to the right. And there she was, the dark haired girl from the day before. She was incredibly beautiful to look at. She had sunglasses on while lying on her stomach reading a book. I let my eyes run down her body and I wiggled my one eyebrow when I discovered that she had the perfect behind. She had female attributes indeed, and it was a pleasure to see. I admired her all the way down to her feet, with which she was gently stomping in the sand. When I let my eyes run back up her body I got eye contact with her. She had during my time of admiration taken off her sun glasses and started to look at me. It was far too late when I realised I had to wipe the naughty grin off my face, and when I did it the motion must have looked somewhat like I was trying to swallow something. As God would have it she must have gotten it all because now she was laughing a sweet laughter into her book.
I put on my own sunglasses and got up. In a casual way I walked over to her and on the way over there I tapped my chest with two fingers to congratulate myself on the fact that she was also lying with three towels too many. I sat down in the sand next to her and asked what she was reading. It turned out to be a book about erotica. She put down her glasses and turned to lie on her side so we were face to face, though with some distance. She asked me if I read that sort of books, and I told her that I preferred writing over reading. Then we talked about that for a while, and she asked me a lot of questions about my work and what my aim was and so on. She broke the first break in the conversation by telling me that she would love to read some of my work, and then she kissed my cheek before getting up and walking down the beach towards the others.
Marie was in my head for the rest of the day. I was absent and did not really respond to the others when they questioned me. I laughed a bit when there was anything to laugh about, but otherwise I was just gently feeling her kiss on my cheek. I was smiling a wide smile when I was pondering whether I should just go over to their house now to talk with her, but I ended up with abandoning that idea. I would not want to be the cause of any intrusion. All four of them were probably having a great time on their own now, which was of course expected when they had spent money on a house like theirs. So I should too. I grabbed a beer, made a toast to the summer and took the first zip. We ended up talking for a long time that night, me and the guys.
Next day was naturally another beach trip. I got up too late because I had not gotten much sleep, so I ended up hitting the shower when the others were on their way out of the house. After my usual long shower which I enjoy so much, I got out of the shower cabin only to walk straight into the front door of our house. Apparently it was wide open, and due to our small bathroom it was blocking the entrance to the living room. It was closed while I heard a lot of different sounds close to being words. I tried to see myself in the mirror, but I had gotten a nasty knock on my head, so it was still blurry when my senses starting kicking in. I saw Marie standing behind me trying to apologize for the incident which she had apparently been the cause of. I did not really register anything else than that the front door had not been locked. I dipped my head in the sink to pour some cold water on my forehead. I ran a hand through my hair, as usual, and looked at Marie. She was looking down. At first I thought I had to reassure her that I was okay, but then I concentrated and discovered that she was actually looking at my butt. I came to smile when I saw that her lips separating just a tiny bit. I was grinning now, and when she snapped back she looked into the mirror and into my eyes and her cheeks turned red instantly. I had had eye contact with her for quite a while before I turned around to face her. She placed two fingers at my towel wrapped around my waist. Since I never really had a touch for that thing I was soon to be naked, just from her fingers placed on that towel. I seized my intuition, my day and I seized her and kissed her. I kissed her intently and for a long time. She had that kiss we all know – the one that you can not stop enjoying. It was long, sweet, wet kiss without tongue, telling me that she really wanted this. As our lips separated she licked her own for a second before ripping off my towel in one swift motion. I was now completely naked facing this girl in bikini, and already the blood had started to rush through my veins. She was standing just close enough to get touched by the tip when I got my erection. I could hear her gasping silently as she felt the touch, but she maintained the eye contact we had. She gave me a demanding kiss and looked at me again, before starting to kiss my collarbone. She kissed my chest, my nipples, my stomach, my chest again, and licked around my navel before she placed her hands on my legs. As she kissed my thighs we had eye contact again.
I sighed while throwing my head back slowly when she laid down a wet track from the bottom to the top of my cock with her tongue. My knees were shaking and my eyes were closed when she let me feel the heat for the first time. She took in half of it, let it stay there and then she started massaging it with her tongue, lips tightly closed around it. This was repeated a couple of time before she started working me with her hand. This also was repeated only a few times before she went back to stimulating me with her mouth. She grabbed me with her lips and let me go half-way inside her warm, wet mouth. I got goose bumps in the heat. She sucked hard while slowly dragging me out again, but this time I stayed inside her mouth. She massaged the head with the tip of her tongue. I was stimulated in a very intense way because she slowly let loose the grip of her lips and started stimulating me with her hand. After a while she stopped again to do me in a normal way. I was kept inside her mouth for about five minutes where she just wagged back and forth sucking on it. She took me half-way still, letting me touch the backside of her mouth. Then she tightened her lips around me while continuing. She finished by slowing the pace and gently withdrawing. She took me out of her mouth and got up. I got a nice soft kiss, before she turned around, bent over, gripped the sink with her hands, and pushed her underpants aside. She demanded that I used her. I was excited by this – mostly because I wanted to punish her for demanding anything of me, but also because she had demanded such a tempting thing. So I wetted my index finger in my mouth and ran it up her legs, one by one. All the way up. I stopped only when I was just about to touch her. I got up and bent over her. Letting all my fingertips go loose on her stomach. Up and down, I ran them. She was moaning by the soft touch I exposed her to. I grabbed her breast and squeezed them gently while whispering in her ear that she was about to get the pleasure of penetration. She had the softest skin, crying for attention - my attention. The palm of my hands ran over her nipples before only the tips of two fingers were surrounding the spot. I squeezed both her nipples gently, while position myself so she could feel my hard cock between her legs. I squeezed her nipples again, but this time I did it until I could hear her moan. Afterwards I ran my fingers down her back, over her butt before I grabbed her legs and forced them apart. My index finger ran over her intimate spots and stopped at her clit to stimulate her. First I did this softly in circles, but after a while, when I started getting feedback, I got more persistent and did it in smaller circles and with a more rough touch. I kept stimulating her in this way for a short while, because that was all that was needed. She had been warmed up completely by the taste of me, the whisper in her ear and the touch I had used on her demanding body. She must have wanted this very much, because when I positioned my mouth an inch from her climax so she could feel my breath in collision with her own dripping juice, she built it all up and let loose one hand from the sink to grip my hair in a painful way and try to force me to lick her while she came. I grabbed her wrist and forced it away, and she whispered my name as the orgasm rose up inside her…
Afterwards she was told that she was to be used for more, but not now. I knew I had made her desire a lot more than this, and it made me smile. I told her to meet me in this house at exactly 9pm later that night. She gave me a lustful look before turning around and leaving the house.