"I'd sure like to stick my cock in that."
Angie sat up quickly at her brother's remark. She looked over at him where he sat beside her at the bench. Mitch was watching a boy and girl who had just passed them. The brilliant red bikini emphasized the round little ass of the girl. Her lustrous black hair fell down over her shoulders.
Long, tanned legs carried her swinging rump along beside the tall, bronzed boy beside her. His hair had the same glowing sheen. The little blonde watched him, watched the muscles of his legs ripple as he walked.
"Mmmm," she teased back, "I'll go along on that. You screw her while I fuck the gorgeous cock she's with."
"How do you know his cock is gorgeous?" Mitch wanted to know.
"Just a feeling I get," Angie answered, then lay back down in the sand.
"Hey!" her brother called, tugging at her arm. "If you're game, let's go meet them."
"Mitch, where are you going to fuck her?" Angie asked, indicating the beach and the bathers scattered along the sparkling sand. "You think you can just spread her legs right out here and ball away?"
"I'll take her back over the dunes," her brother insisted. "Hell, there's plenty of places you can go to screw out here."
Her brother was right, Angie reflected. It wasn't like this was that public a beach. With few resorts and no nearby cities, this stretch of beach never had more than a dozen people scattered along each mile of it. A few cottages had been built behind the dunes, but it would be easy to find a secluded spot. The blonde felt excited at the possibility. She had never fucked out in the open. She watched the couple as they walked to the water and stood, letting the waves crash about their feet. Yes, she was sure the boy would have a nice piece of meat.
"You think we could pull them apart?" she asked, her eyes brightening at the possibility. "After all, they'd probably rather screw each other. They could even be married, you know."
"You are stupid," Mitch laughed at her. "It would be easier if they were married. I'll lay you odds they're brother and sister. Look at their hair. Has to be from the same family to look so much alike."
Angie looked at the two and felt her brother might be right. Hell, it wouldn't hurt to try. She hopped up and grasped her brother's hand to pull him to his feet. Their eyes met in a conspiratorial twinkle. They joined hands and ran across the beach and into the water just beside the dark-haired pair.
"Hi!" Mitch greeted them after they plunged into one wave and let it wash them back at the feet of their prey.
The black-haired girl smiled up at him. She eyed his broad chest and lush brown hair and smiled more brilliantly. Angie felt the boy's eyes burning against her tits. She had borrowed Laura's tiny bikini and her tits swelled delightfully over the skimpy wisp of cloth. She smiled brilliantly up into his deep-brown eyes and posed her body to give him a better view.
"Mitch and Angie Durham," her brother introduced them. He eyed the slender girl in front of him. She was tiny, but her huge brown eyes sparkled up at him. Her tits were small, but thrust upward to indicate they were firm. Her waist was the tiniest he'd ever seen. No wonder her ass looked so delicious when she passed. The boy saw the interest and approval in her eyes. She would be a good fuck. Just let Angie get the boy occupied and he'd get a piece of this little pussy. He'd ball that round little ass right off her!
"Bridget," the girl said in a soft voice, her eyes welcoming his greeting.
"Jim," her brother added, introducing himself to the two, "Jim and Bridget Warren."
"Your sister?" Angie asked, nodding towards the girl. She wanted to get this straight at the start. The blonde had no objection to fucking with a swinging husband, but she was too inexperienced to fuck in front of his wife without feeling ill at ease. Relief flooded over her as he nodded. She took his arm and cuddled her tits against it as she walked along the beach with him. First step was accomplished. Now, to get him behind the dunes and in her cunt.
The first part was easy. Jim was easily led off the beach. He walked with his arm about her shoulder and her firm tit crushed against his body. Her hips slid against his leg as they walked. Angie kept her eyes on his groin as she let him feel her body. She watched for the first sign of a swollen cock. The bulge in his swim shorts was prominent, but it had been just as large when they first met.
The girl suddenly remembered watching her brother put his cock in a jock as they were slipping into their suits. Damn! She wouldn't be able to tell very much if Jim had his pecker strapped down in one of those. She looked up into his eyes and caught him staring at her tits, especially the one which was pressed against him. His eyes were on the huge swell of tit above the halter and on the deep cleavage made by the boob pressing against him.
As they got into the dunes, she turned in his arms. Jim pulled her against him roughly and covered her lips with his. She felt his body twist against her to get the full feeling of her thrusting tits. The little blonde slipped a bare leg inside his thigh and pressed into his groin. Jim's hands roamed over her back and down to caress her ass.
In the distance she could hear the deep sound of Mitch's voice and an occasional laugh by the diminutive brunette. She felt Jim stiffen and pull his lips from hers. He looked around as though he wanted to locate his sister. Angie reached up and took his face in both hands.
"You're with me – or do you want to go play with your sister?" she demanded.
"I'd better keep an eye on her," he explained. He turned away and took a step towards the voices coming around the dune.
Angie thrust her tits out in his face as he turned. She spun around and gave him a dramatic jut of rump. Then she walked over and sat down angrily.
"Go ahead!" she commanded him. "Maybe you want her to keep an eye on you. Maybe you want her to protect you from me. After all, I might rape you here in the dunes."
Jim walked over to her. He stood above her, looking down into her dramatic cleavage. Angie's thighs were softly inviting. Even standing above her he could not miss the sharp thrust of her ass and hips. Her angry breathing accented the tits, threatening to push them completely out of the halter. The boy hesitated, then knelt beside her in the sand.
"You think they'll be all right?" he asked the blonde.
Angie pulled him to her. She snuggled against him and let her tits mash into his chest. She stretched her legs luxuriously before him and laid her head on his shoulder.
"I think they can look after themselves," she answered in a breathy voice. "I just wonder if you can look after me."
The dark-haired boy pressed his lips against hers. He kissed shyly until Angie opened his lips and taunted his tongue with hers. He ran his hands about her satin skin. He caressed her tenderly across the narrow back and felt gingerly about her ass. Angie wrapped her arms about his shoulders and neck as she crushed herself against him. Her mouth drew his timid tongue into its passionate depths. She moved her legs against him and pressed her knees about his crotch. Finally she pulled him back onto the sand, atop her body. She twisted sensuously beneath film.
The sand stung against her skin. The blonde cursed having left the beach towel out on the hard packed sand of the beach. She sure as hell could use it here. Still, the sand was not her greatest problem. The reluctant lover in her arms was a more formidable challenge. He was kissing her more passionately, but his hands had yet to even try to get at her tits. She lifted a leg between his and brought her thigh up against his cock. Slowly she moved her leg against him, caressing the tightly jocked prick with the soft invitation of her thigh.
She waited until the boy began to move his hand about her body once more. She waited until he had caressed closely enough, then twisted quickly and laid a pulsing tit against his palm. Jim's hand jumped in surprise at having the boob he had been staring at suddenly in his hand. He held his hand still in disbelief, then slowly rotated his palm over the tit to see if she would let him hold her there. Angie arched her jug against his hand further until he began to close over the heaving globe. She pressed her thigh more tightly against his cock and caressed about his back and down to the skin just above his trunks.
Jim felt over her tit. His fingers traced the swell of breast above the hatter. He slipped his fingers down into her cleavage. He became more courageous and reached into the halter to cup a glowing tit. Angie tongued him more passionately and twisted her tits deliriously against his now roving hand. She slipped her own hand inside the top of his trunks and stroked his ass.
Jim broke away from her kiss and suddenly plunged his face into her boobs. He kissed madly about the tits, his mouth trying to get inside the tiny halter and onto the nipples themselves. Angie lifted her shoulders from the sand and reached quickly behind her. One tug released the halter. Her tits came bounding out to face his eager kisses. His hands grasped the bouncing tits and held them tightly as his mouth began to suck on the nipples. Angie reached back into his trunks and began to work her way around to the front of the tight swim suit.
The boy suddenly broke off his play with her tits. His body tensed as he lifted his head. In the distance, Angie could hear the protestations of Bridget and the soft assurances of Mitch. She smiled in the assurance that her brother would talk the girl back down under him. She could not understand why Bridget was protesting anyway. Mitch gave a hell of a fuck. Why didn't the little brunette just enjoy it?
That was not the way Jim was comprehending the matter. He began to disengage himself from the luscious body which was beneath him. He was getting back to his feet when Angie grasped his arm and held him. She pulled him roughly back down onto her.
"You think you're going to get up and walk away now?" she demanded.
"Bridget!" he panted. "I think Bridget is getting in over her head."
"Look, Jim," Angie told him. "Mitch can look after her. Trust me, he won't do anything against her will. If she doesn't want him to kiss her, then he won't. She'll probably decide that she really wants to, though. Now, will you give me your attention?"
She knew that kissing wasn't the issue on the other side of the dune. Mitch had probably already gotten her tits out and she began to be frightened when he got his hand on her pussy. No need to tell Jim all that, however. No need to jeopardize the fuck she planned to get from the boy.
"I hope you're right," he told her, the expression of concern still on his face.
"I know my brother," Angie assured him, then pulled his face back to hers and renewed the kiss.
This time it did not take her so long to get his hands on her tits. He was not so reluctant to begin kissing and sucking on her jugs. Angie got her hands back into his trunks and slipped them around to the front. She struggled to reach inside the tight knit and locate his cock, but without success. She could not reach far enough until she rolled slightly to the side. Then her hand slipped easily in and found the cock and balls firmly held in the webbing of his jock. She lifted her hand and fingered inside the strap and down through a lush growth of hair. Finally she got her hands on his prick.
Jim jumped again as her fingers closed about his cock. He had never had a girl play with his cock before! Hell, until this afternoon, he'd never kissed a naked tit, either. He had played with a few through a blouse or sweater, but he'd never had tits right out in his hand before. He'd never dreamed they could be as exciting as Angie's, either. His cock was throbbing from her play with him. He sucked more violently at her tit and reached his hands down to feel inside the tiny bikini she wore.
It was no trouble at all for him to reach inside. As his hand pressed along the top of the low-slung bottoms, the bikini slid down and exposed her cunt to his exploration. His hand was trembling as he fingered about the delicate mouth of her pussy. He rubbed over the soft flesh and suddenly found his finger entering her pussy-hole. She was moist in there. He moved his finger tenderly, then more bravely as she captured his hand between her thighs.
Angie held his hand tightly against her cunt. She lay one of hem over it and caressed it about madly. She had realized that Jim was learning what to do. The boy had never fucked before. The little blonde was ecstatic over the thought. She was his first fuck! This was the first pussy he'd ever gotten. She wanted to give him a hell of a good piece. If she was to initiate him, she wanted to do it right. If he could stop thinking about his sister, then she would be able to teach him how to fuck.
As his hand learned how to stroke her cunt, she slowly slipped his trunks down. She shoved them as far as her hands could reach, then began to pull the jock down with them. His cock leaped out into her hands as it came free of the binding mesh of the jock. It whipped upright for her to grasp the shaft and begin to pump the skin about. Jim's cock was not as large as her brother's, certainly not as large as Joe's. It mattered very little to the passion-maddened girl. She wandered idly if that could be from lack of use. Then she turned her attention to bringing the prick to throbbing demand.
"Please!" she heard Bridget pleading in the distance. Damn! She could have strangled the tiny brunette. She released the cock and grasped Jim about the shoulders, holding him against her body.
"Take it easy!" she told him. "She didn't call for help. She didn't call your name. She knows that she'd only have to call you. Let them play their own games. Forget them. Why worry if they pet a little? You are fixing to fuck me, aren't you?"
Jim Warren looked down at her in shock. She was so matter of fact about it. He had not intended to screw her. He had only tried to see how far he could go with her. That's the way he always did it. He kept going until the girl told him he'd gone far enough. This beautiful little blonde was not going to stop him. She was going to let him do it all. She was going to let him fuck her! Hell, she wanted him to fuck her! His cock throbbed at the delicious thought. Angie had as cute an ass as he'd ever seen. She had these great tits. She was soft and beautiful. She was waiting for him to screw her. He swallowed the dry lump in his throat and looked down at her heaving, panting tits.
Angie slipped her bottoms down her legs and kicked them off. She struggled with Jim's trunks until he realized that she wanted him to finish removing them. He raised back from her and got his legs untangled from trunks and jock, then looked back down at the nude girl who waited, smiling at him. His cock pulsed more passionately at the view of her pussy. He looked at the pink lips which shone through her light hairs. He looked at her tits standing out against her chest, red from the treatment his mouth had given them. He looked at the slightly parted lips and the hint of moisture on them. He looked at her sparkling blonde hair cascading over the sand. He met her eyes and accepted their invitation.
Jim came back upon her roughly. He grasped at her tits and shoved his cock about her thighs and groin, trying to find the mouth of her pussy. Angie took the prick in her hands and brought it against her, cunt. She eased it inside the throbbing lips and let it find the soft warmth of her cunt-hole. The boy hunched it into her twat and pulled more violently at her tits. Angie wrapped her legs about him and pulled his lips back to hers.
"Fuck me, Jim," she told him just before she kissed him. "Fuck me whenever you are ready. Fuck me for as long as you want."
She had not expected to share his orgasm. She had expected him to blow too soon from the excitement of his first screw. She was wrong. The thought of taking his flint load had her built to a peak. The knowledge that his cock had never been in any other pussy heightened her passion. She shook as he began his huge thrusts into her cunt.
She heard the cries of the girl on the other side of the dune as Mitch took her cherry. She heard Bridget begin to pant in ecstasy as her brother taught her the thrill of fucking. Angie was happy to discover that Jim was no longer concerned about his sister. His sole concern was to pump into the delicious cunt about his cock. He was fucking! He was getting his first pussy! He pounded his prick into the pulsing, throbbing passageway of Angie's cunt. He felt her tits swell in his hands. He felt the nipples stand hard and erect. He felt his cock swell, then begin to shake in its demand to shoot its huge wad inside. Her cunt vibrated around his rod, increasing his need to blow his load into her.
"I'm about to come!" he told her, hoping he wasn't popping too soon.
"Hell, I've been here for five minutes," the gorgeous blonde answered. "Fuck away! Ball me, Jim. Let me feel your wad shooting into me!"
He exploded in her. His cock felt the juice begin to seep, then to pour, then to gush. His cum erupted into her welcoming pussy. He thrust himself at her wildly until he felt drained completely. Only then was he aware of the pain in his knees from the sand burn. He dropped onto Angie and listened to the sounds of his sister. He had not looked after her. He had let her lose her virginity. He should have felt guilty about that. Instead, he only hoped she had enjoyed her first fuck as much as he had enjoyed his.