It was the end of a long day at the beach and we were heading back to the area of town we all lived. Rick, Leanne, Kathy, Jessie and me had all met in college and were spending these last few weeks together before we headed back to our studies. Kathy and I had hit it off and had made out a few times but we never did the deed. Leanne was a little harder to read but her body spoke to me. Jessie was Rick’s girlfriend.
I was in the back Rick’s SUV. Jessie was up in front and I was sitting between Leanne and Kathy with all of us under a blanket. Leanne was on my left, reclined with her eyes closed not speaking. Kathy’s head was on my shoulder with her body pressed in close on my right. Kathy was holding on to my arm, clutching and releasing, using it to communicate with me while my soaked fingers explored under the bathing suit. She pretended to be asleep but was anything but.
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This was our last Friday together and so we hung out sipping concealed beer, playing volleyball and swimming in the warm waters of the gulf. The beach was filled with people, men, women and families. It was hot and breezy and exactly what we all needed.
Kathy and I found ourselves alone a couple of times and started to chat about our last years at college. We chatted about the future and hopes and dreams. I realized that between the honest conversation, the heat and the beer we were definitely feeling open and spoke more freely. I moved my chair closer to hers and, on several occasions, our arms touched and stayed in contact. I was feeling a buzz all around.
As some point Leanne, Rick and Jessie rejoined us and Jessie took Kathy’s arm to drag her to the bathroom further down the beach. Rick offered to get more snacks and followed the girls. Leanne stayed and adjusted her lounger to face me and the high sun.
I watched Kathy’s ass walk away through the crowds when Leanne’s question brought me back.
“Why haven’t we fucked?”
“Pardon?” I looked back at her. She was mostly reclined wearing her NYC ball cap and dark sunglasses. I couldn’t see her eyes to tell where she was looking, if at all.
“You heard me. Are you gay? I just watched you look at Kathy’s ass, I see you watch Jessie and Rick make out and you’re definitely familiar with my tits. So what’s up?”
I took a long sip of cool beer to cover my surprise. “It just never seemed to be in the cards. You’re hard to read and you seem disinterested.” That came out easier than I expected. Thank you, beer. She twisted her lips to the side and nodded slightly a couple of times. The silence lasted a bit too long.
“Don’t get me wrong,” I said, “you’ve got an incredible body and you’re sexy as fuck.” Thank you, beer? “You look hot in that bikini and I’ve thought about you some nights.” Oh my God, beer. I drank more.
“See, now you’re talking,” she replied with a smile. “Tell me more about my bikini.” And with that, she parted her legs so I could see it all. “And be honest.”
“It looks like it was made for you, maybe even painted on.” My friend, Beer, was being very helpful. “It’s tight in all the right places and your breasts almost don’t fit, I don’t know how you keep them in there. And your nipples just want to be teased through the fabric and, since I’m being honest, I can make out the faint lines of your pussy lips. And it’s a turn on.”
Without skipping a beat, “Can you see my clit?”
“No, unfortunately.”
“It’s right here.” And under the guise of scratching her thigh with her fingers, her thumb pressed down and then side to side, rolling over the small hard hump of her clit. Then her arm withdrew and she resumed her sunbathing. “Just for future reference.”
After a moment the girls and Rick returned with some drinks and bags of chips. Kathy sat down beside me again and Rick and Jessie flopped down on their blanket. Kathy leaned right into my ear.
“I want you,” she whispered and she took my earlobe briefly between her lips. That caused a pulse between my thighs and I took another sip of my friend, Beer.
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Rick and Jessie were chatting away in the front of the SUV when I felt Kathy tense and her nails dug into my arm. I curled my fingers as best I could, finding that spot. Kathy held her breath and everything went taught. My fingers felt the pulse and press of her orgasm. I was so fucking turned on and I really wish I could have used my other hand to really finish her off. The problem was, my other hand was busy fucking Leanne.
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