I let my Australian, sur[f]er-boy neighbor take [m]y virginity when I was 18, part 2! [fm]

Okay I got a lot of messages wanting me to hurry up and write a follow up. [The first part of the story is here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hfx92e/i_let_my_australian_surferboy_neighbor_take_my/) A quick TLDR of it: I’m a skinny little blonde girl-next-door type. I was invited to Hawaii with a rich friend. I was super sexually inexperienced and only 18. I meet her hot 21 year old surfer bro neighbor from Australia. We flirt for a while. While playing hide and seek at a party, we take off our clothes in a patch of trees and have a super intense make out. And that’s it, I’m waiting until I can see him again.

I didn’t see Ryan for about a week. He went on a trip with his older brother to the South Shore of the island (Maui) to catch waves. They camped out on a beach so they could just wake up and surf. I would never want to do that, but there was something really attractive about him wanting to do that. My trip was going to be over in less than a week, and I just kinda resigned myself to the fact that I probably wasn’t going to see Ryan again. I might’ve started crying a little bit about it to Jessica one night. Once I had finally kind of accepted that that encounter was going to be it, Jessica’s parents told me they were gonna be having a Fourth of July bonfire at the beach with Ryan’s family. I had to hold in a little squeal of excitement.

On Fourth of July morning, I made Jessica watch me walk around in all of my bikinis helping me choose which one was sexiest. I went with a little black Hollister bikini: cheeky, but not quite a thong, some push-up up top. I never feel like I look very sexy, but this time, I really felt like I looked so sexy. I spent about an hour on curling my hair and putting it in a ponytail and trying to make it look like I didn’t spend an hour on it. Same for my makeup. We all crammed in the back of Jessica’s dad’s pickup at like four-ish and headed to the beach.

Ryan’s parents were there. They had been there since early in the morning, saving a perfect spot. The youngest brother was there, but Ryan and his older brother were still driving back, and had to stop by the house to get food his parents forgot, so he was gonna be kinda late. I got kinda sad and bored and just started walking down the beach. I was walking by myself, looking out at the water, then felt some sort of sting. I thought It was a bee. It turns out I had stepped on a small Portuguese man o’ war.

I ran (or kinda hobbled) back to where we had set up for the beach day. The ones on the beach are dead, and their sting is way less bad than the living ones in the water, that’s what Ryan’s dad said. He poured a Coke over it, and then gave me a wet towel that he warmed up over the grill to wrap around my foot. He had experience dealing with man o’ war stings from both being around the island and from being in Australia. So then I just kinda sat by the fire with a towel wrapped around my foot. I wasn’t having a great time.

It was just starting to get a bit dark when Ryan and his brother pulled up. He said hi to everyone, apologizing for taking so long. His dad and older brother started grilling. Ryan pretty much immediately came and squatted down next to me, asking me what happened. I told him I stepped on a man o’ war. “Been there,” he said. “Maybe you should pee on it,” Jessica chimed in, clearly just trying to embarrass me. It worked though. “I’d be happy to,” Ryan said, joining in, “but that’s for jellyfish.” I was completely beet red, and if for no other reason than to stop the conversation, I took off the towel and said that I was fine now. I wasn’t totally, but I was good enough by now to pretend I was.

As it got darker, right about when the food was getting ready, more friends of the two families showed up. There were probably about thirty people total. I recognized several of them from the giant birthday party, but hadn’t really met them, aside from saying hi while a bit champagne buzzed. I thought that would be the best way to navigate the social scene one again, and drank three or four Mike’s Hard Lemonades that Ryan’s mom brought and offered me. All of these parents were a lot less strict that mine.

After dinner the kids were all kind of running around, playing some sort of game. Ryan gathered them all up with one of those two finger whistles that I have no idea how to do. He told them to all come sit down, and ran to his truck. He pulled out a bunch of fireworks he presumably picked up on his drive up. He put his little brother in charge of lighting them, but he made sure to keep a close eye. He had grabbed some nice ones, that actually shot up into the air and stuff. He sat in the back behind all the kids with me and Jessica on a giant beach blanket.

We hadn’t talked about what had happened or anything, I had his snapchat but was too nervous to message, and he hadn’t make any hint about it in person so far. I decided to make my move, and let my pinky just kinda graze his pinky on the ground, pretending to lean forward to get a better view of a firework. He laughed just a little bit under his breath and grabbed my hand in his. We sat there watching the fireworks until we were almost out and we just had the super big one left. His mom stopped his little brother and made Ryan go light this one. He did and ran. It was like a full on stadium firework. I was amazed. He got back to me just in time to watch it, and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind me, looking over my shoulder. “That was pretty,” he said softly, then got up to help the kids clean up.

After the fireworks, the parents were suitably drunk, and were talking and talking. It seemed like we might be here all night, which was fine by me. Jessica went up to the parking lot to facetime with her boyfriend, like she was always doing, so Ryan asked if I wanted to go for a walk down the beach. I said sure, and we slipped on flip flops to be safe since I had been stung. He called them thongs when we grabbed them, and I teased him, saying, “You would look really cute in a thong.” He said, “If memory serves, you do look really cute in a thong.” “I thought it was probably a bit too dark to see,” I said. “Well I’ll have to get a second look then,” he replied. I told him I was leaving in two days, and this sad look came over his face. But only for a second, and then he perked up and said, “come on!”

We started walking down the beach together, and it seemed like there was nothing but us and the beach and a few remnants of bonfires. Everybody else had gone home by now. He took my hand in his as we walked. We didn’t talk much for most of the walk, really. We just kinda stole looks at each other and tried to brush each others hips a little bit while we walked. We probably walked for over a mile when we finally hit a river mouth and had to turn back.

We walked back for about five minutes, then the wind picked up a little bit and the clouds kind of cleared. He stopped me and said “look” and pointed up at the sky. He got behind me again, and held me around my waist with one hand. With the other hand he grabbed my hand and said “point.” I did, and he pointed at a little line of cloud left in the sky. “See that cloud?” he asked, “That’s not a cloud. That’s the milky way.” Sure enough it was clear enough at this beach that we could clearly see a giant band of the milky way. We could even make out some pink and blue in it. “I’d show you some constellations, but they’re all different up here,” he said. “Well we can look anyway,” I said.

He sat down, sitting me next to him, and held me close to him. I’m not sure how long we stared at the stars for, because all I could think was “oh my god are we gonna do something again.” My heart started pounding and I was scared I was gonna get sweaty, so I turned to him and looked directly into his eyes for a little bit. We started kissing, I’m not even sure who made the first move, it just happened. We were growing more and more passionate, kissing harder and harder.

He pulled me closer by the small of my back again. I swear that’s my favorite move. I moved his hand to my tits, and he started feeling, as I started kissing and biting a bit at his neck. This was my one chance, and I decided I was going to be bold. After a little while, I untied my bikini top and let it fall into the sand. The moon was bright coming off the ocean, and we could actually see each other this time. He felt my tits, massaging my nipples a bit. I gently pushed his shoulders back and he laid down on the sand. I mounted him, being sure to grind my pussy against his hard on a little bit as I settled.

After kissing him for a bit, I grabbed his hand and started sucking on his first two fingers. I did it really slow and seductively, kinda copying what I had seen in porn and movies and stuff. I looked him straight in the eyes while doing it, and then just gently moved his fingers back to my nipples. The feeling of his wet fingers on my nipples was indescribable. I thought that I was about to have an orgasm. I started rocking back and forth, grinding on his cock through our swimsuits. He grunted just a little bit so I started going harder.

Then I heard Jessica’s voice off in the distance. She shouted our names and told us we had to come back. I shouted back okay, clearly upset about it, and put my top back on. We ran back, unofficially racing. My foot was still stinging a little bit, but I didn’t care. There was something about running on the beach, just the two of us. I felt so carefree and just full of joy. We got back, and the parents were still pretty drunk hanging out. That had some cheesy pop playing, and the moms were dancing a bit.

“What’ve you two been up to,” Ryan’s dad asked. Before I could say anything, Ryan said “Oh, her foot’s been acting up again. Think we walked to far on it, so we just had to go kinda slow.” “Aww, I’m so sorry,” Jessica’s mom said, briefly stopping dancing. “I’m okay,” I said. Ryan looked at me for a second. “Actually,” he said, “I was wondering if it’s okay if I take the truck and go ahead and bring her home, so she can wash it off and get some rest.” He looked back to me, making sure I picked up what he was doing. “That would be great.” I said. “That’s so sweet of you, Ryan,” Jessica’s mom said. They said they’d be home about an hour or two later, Ryan’s parents gave him the keys.

We hopped in the truck Ryan and his brother had been using, and he pulled out of the driveway, one of his hands on my thigh. “So you wanna hang out for a bit at Jessica’s place?” I asked. “We can,” he said, “but I don’t know if I can wait that long.” We had only been driving for about four minutes and he pulled off the road to a little parking ditch thing. He grabbed a blanket out of the backseat and led me down a teeny path right back to the spot on the beach we had been before. I smiled wide, so impressed with him. He laid the blanket down, laid down on it, and just said, “Where were we?”

I giggled a bit and undid my bathing suit, making a big show of holding it out to my side and dropping it back on the ground. I got back on top of him, and kissed him a few times, before sitting up straight and making a little bit of a show out of grinding on him. I’m sure I wasn’t very good at the time, but I felt sexy, and he was into it. I tossed my hair around with my hands, just being really tipsy and having a lot of fun, grinding into his cock and feeling it pulse up against me.

By this point I was starting to get a little wet myself, and he was clearly very hard. I laid down next to him and started to gently feel him through his trunks. “Is this okay?” I asked. “Yeah, yeah of course,” he laughed. “You haven’t done much, right? What is it you want to do?” he asked. “Can I see it?” I said. He laughed and pulled his trunks down, tossing them to the side with my bikini top. He was probably about six and a half or seven inches, and thicker around than I was expecting. I must’ve been gawking at it, because he looked at me for a bit and started laughing. I reached out and lightly grabbed it, looking up at him, and started just gently rubbing it.

I brought my face down right next to it. “Can I?” I asked. He seemed to be getting just a bit flustered now. “Of course,” he said. I started licking and kissing the tip of it, like it was an ice cream cone. I kept looking up into his eyes the whole time I was doing it. I eventually starting licking up the whole length of it, while holding his balls in my other hand. He was breathing heavily, and moaning and muttering my name a bit under his breath. I don’t think I was giving a very good blowjob in hindsight, but I think that he just found me wildly attractive.

I wrapped my lips around it and started going up and down on it. He put his hands in my hair and grabbed while I sucked his cock. This just sent me over the edge, and I immediately put one hand down my bikini bottoms and started making little circles on my clit while I sucked him. I started getting my tongue in on it, I had heard about girls swirling their tongue around a cock, so I decided to try it. Turned out I was pretty good at that.

I felt a little bit of precum on my tongue, so I pulled off. He was panting a bit. “That was so good,” he said. “Did you cum?” I asked. “No. No, did I precum a bit?” he said, “You’re really good at that.” He looked at me for a little bit. “Is it okay if I see you naked?” he said. I nodded and bit my lip a bit. I stood up and slid my bikini bottoms off, kicking them up by his face. I did a little twirl, and a little bounce so he could see my ass jiggle. I was kind of embarrassed, but also so excited. I hid behind my hands while I waited for his reaction. “I can’t believe this is happening to me,” he said, “You’ve got to be the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”

I wanted to start crying happy tears, but instead just crawled on top of him and shoved my tongue into his mouth. We started aggressively making out, my pussy, absolutely soaked at this point, rubbing up against his cock, now covered in precum. I thrust my hips, rubbing my pussy on his cock like I would do with my pillow or stuffed animals at home. He grabbed my ass hard with both hands, really feeling around and digging his nails in. The whole dynamic changed and it felt so much more animal. At this point I couldn’t tell my heartbeat in my pussy from his in his cock. I whispered in his ear, “I’m so wet for you,” echoing back what he has said a week ago. He grunted a bit and slapped my ass hard, digging his fingers in and pressing us closer together.

“Can I go inside you?” he asked. I nodded, but then quickly spoke up, “I don’t carry a condom.” He giggled a bit and said, “I didn’t expect you to.” He reached into the back pocket of his swim trunks on the ground. In hindsight, he must have been pretty confident he could make something like this happen tonight. He slipped it on, and asked if I’d ever used a toy or anything before. “A little one,” I said. He sucked on his finger, held out his hand, and said “Come here.” He rubbed around my clit just a little bit, then put his finger between my lips. I don’t think I’d ever been so wet. “You can help,” he said. I took his hand and guided his finger inside of me, slowly and gently. It felt totally different from my toy, and I kept clenching down on it. He set his hand on the ground, his finger pointing up, and I started riding up and down on it. I started to feel fairly comfortable, I wasn’t clenching so hard anymore, so I got up off his hand and told him I was ready.

I mounted him again, and let my pussy grind up against his cock again, up and down against it. Eventually, I went a bit further up and felt the tip up against my hole. I started sitting down on it slowly, letting myself open up to it. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, throwing his head back. I went up and down on it slowly, arching my back and slightly swaying from side to side. As I started to speed up, he grabbed my tits, and started feeling them, pressing into them just enough to hurt a tiny bit. My pussy was also throbbing a bit, and I knew I would probably be a little bit sore, but for now it was a really good hurt.

“Do you wanna flip over?” I asked after a while on top. He pulled out of me and I laid down, as he grabbed my thighs and pulled them wider apart, staring at my pussy. He got down on top of me and entered me slowly, but sped up pretty soon. “You’re pussy feels so perfect, ” he whispered. I kissed him again and again as he thrust into me, over and over. I don’t know what got into me, but I looked him dead in the eyes and said, “I want you to fuck me harder.” He started thrusting into me at full force, and I couldn’t think or talk at all anymore. I just started letting out a little “uh, uh, uh” with each time he plowed into me, getting higher and higher pitched.

I closed my eyes, grabbed him, and wrapped my legs around him, interlocking my feet behind his back. “I think I’m gonna cum soon,” he said. Him saying that did it for me, and I started cumming. “Oh, I’m cumming for you,” I said, my pussy clenching over and over. “Cum for me,” he grunted. I felt my own wet dripping out of me down my ass. He looked me in the eyes, and I bit my lip, and he immediately closed his eyes and started cumming. He groaned a bit and pulled out, and immediately leaned down and kissed me.

We cleaned up a little bit, then just laid there cuddling for a little while, looking up at the stars again. The waves were crashing against the shore with their own little rhythm. We saw a couple last fireworks go off, way in the distance. After a bit, some clouds rolled in, and so we got dressed and headed back to the truck. On the drive, we talked about music and culture and stuff, and he massaged my thigh the whole way. He dropped me off at Jessica’s, and we had a long passionate kiss goodnight. I watched him drive off and got up to the bedroom, hearing Jessica’s family pull up about two minutes later.

Jessica got up to bed and I asked her if I looked different. She said no, but smiled really big.I told her I lost my virginity. We slipped under the covers, while I described what it was like for me. I took some notes again, and then I fell asleep super easily.

Ryan and his family popped in for a goodbye dinner the night before I left, but I had an early flight, so it was just a family dinner then they headed out. We had a nice goodbye, but I was still sad that this was all I would see of him. He hugged me goodbye and squeezed me hard. We kept in touch, but nothing more ever really came of it. I think part of me really likes it that way, in hindsight though.

Thanks for sticking with me through this whole story! I’d love to hear what you thought of it. If you guys liked it, I definitely have plenty of sexy memories to tap for more stories. Please let me know!

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