The Summer of Last Resort (16 page)

The member plunged deeper into me with each thrust, and at the same time Johnny’s hot breath was on me. The device seemed to pulsate deep within me, as though it had a life of its own. Johnny slowly, slowly pulled it out and I felt my labia enfolding the knob on its end, and then the delicious sensation of being filled as he plunged it deep within me. I heard a gasp and realized it was me. I could feel it throbbing as though it was alive. Again and again he withdrew it and then, when I could take no more, plunged it down, deep into the center of my being, all the time sucking and nibbling on my sex. The room was filled with strange, guttral moans and cries. I felt like I was leaving my body and some strange animal had taken my place, some feral thing had my body and I was only an observer. I could tell he was moving, rocking, maybe touching himself in the darkness. He was ready to explode, I could tell by his breathing on my pussy, and that turned me on even more. I turned my head and his penis was hard against my face, and I wanted it in my mouth, but he pulled it away from me. His mouth was moving faster and faster on me, and I could no longer tell where he left off and it began, but soon I felt myself bearing down on the warm, slippery tool as Johnny brought it deep, deep against my innermost self, and then pull away from me, leaving me tantalized in the darkness.

God, his mouth felt so good! He knew how to use his lips and tongue in ways I’d never imagined.  I fantasized that it was Keith’s head between my legs as I ran my fingers through his neatly combed hair and then suddenly I found myself climaxing on his mouth even as the device continued to throb deep within me.

Even though I was still in the throes of ecstasy, he turned me over and reached into a drawer nearby and pulled out a condom. How convenient, I thought. Does he fuck all his girlfriends on this couch? But I no longer cared, even though I should have.

Johnny lifted me by the bamboo sword, and, holding it, slid his gloved love member into me easily. I was so wet for him. He held me tightly and fucked me with long, slow strokes, pulling the sword to his hips. His pace was gradually getting faster and faster, and then he would pull out, frustrating me, and then he would go down on me again, penetrating me with his tongue or fingers. I’m sure I came several times on him that way. And then I felt that lovely sensation as I spread open for him as his hot manhood sank deep into me. I felt his balls hot against my ass, and started fucking him back, my hips rocking faster and faster. Part of my mind fantasized about Keith fucking me but then I knew that some day in the future when some man is making love to me, my mind would drift off and I would dream about this dark secret with Johnny. He finished quickly, too quickly for me, and I teased him about it, and that made him angry.

Later that night he dropped me off and told me he had a job for me at the club. I told him that I didn’t think I could do that, but then he said that he needed someone to watch the house in the afternoons and if I’d be there when he got home, he’d make it worth my while. I’m still suspicious of this.

The strangest thing was that as we were leaving, I swore I saw a second set of Kendo armor out in the garage. It couldn’t have been Johnny’s because he was still wearing his when he took me.

Anyway, diary, we’re all supposed to go down to the beach tomorrow, and maybe that’ll take my mind of Johnny and this whole situation.

ON THE BEACH

SHANE

One of our favorite summer hang-outs was the beach. Up here, the beaches aren't very sandy, but sometimes there are huge driftwood piles that are easy to make into little hideaways. It was a favorite place to smoke pot also, and that was big with slackers like us.

Our group was the usual motley crew. In addition to Maria and Kim, Sarah was the beautiful chick with thick lips, limpid black eyes, curly hair, and these gorgeous tits that all the guys stared at and no doubt jerked off to in their fantasies. Joan was the tall, willowy one, with curly red hair and a cute turned-up nose.  Maria was the bigger, cute Latino girl with the beautiful round ass. Kim was the girl I dreamed about.

The guys were less than a stellar group; Bob, the skinny shy kid with bad freckles, Larry, the punker with straight hair down in his eyes, and me with hair out of control. Keith was the only guy that the girls were after, and it wasn't surprising. His cut muscles showed through his t-shirt and a little wisp of hair cropped up from beneath his belly button as he lounged with us among the driftwood. Back in school he cut a fine figure in the locker room; his chiseled abs and firm thighs glistened in the sparking water which gushed over his lithe form, and no doubt the gay young men snuck glances at his glorious young body, and then looked longingly at his ass as he walked away, toweling himself off. His ass was like a walking Greek statue, two perfect hemispheres with a dark cleft between, topped by a narrow, youthful waist, and above that with two strong shoulders down to which fell his curly locks. No doubt those boys went home at night and fantasized about touching him, caressing him, and reaching down and kissing his fine young manhood.

We were screwing around on the driftwood at the beach, and I noticed that Maria kept looking at me, even while I was trying to find a way to hold Kim's hand. She seemed different, somehow, more aloof from the rest of us.  After wandering around a bit we found a log balanced on another log, and played teeter-totter, with Kim and Keith on one end and Maria and me on the other. Kim sat facing me, and I watched as Keith sat behind her, and wrapped his arms around her waist when she seemed about to fall off. Then Maria was behind me, and I felt her warm grasp around my waist and her full round body pressed against my back.  Kim pushed the log from side to side now. “Hang on!” I yelled, and pushed back. I felt Maria's hands grabbing me by the belt-loops, under my shirt, then felt her thumbs hook inside my pants and then sneak their way inside my underwear, gently caressing the soft flesh of my hips just above the arch of my pelvis.

Suddenly Kim was falling back and Keith was holding her as they tumbled into the sand, his right arm grasping her left breast and his other securely around her waist. She lay there on him, on her back, her ass pressed against his groin, for what seemed suspiciously long to me, raised one eyebrow, and then rolled off him, leaving a conspicuous bulge in his shorts.

We had made this little shelter among the driftwood, and as the afternoon grew hot and languid our little group decamped within its sheltering confines, and the joint was passed around, and things started to get a little hazy.

Kim was sitting across me, next to Keith, with Larry next to her on the other, and then Joan and then me, Maria, and then Sarah on the other side of Keith.  Soon Sarah was leaning over against Keith, her long hair cascading over his shoulders, her thigh pressed against his, while Kim leaned against him on the other side. As Sarah bent over for the joint, I followed Keith's eyes to Sarah's beautiful, deep cleavage. As she bent back, she let her boob ever so slightly brush against his arm, and I could see him flush with excitement.

“Hey let's go to a movie,” Kim said.

“Yeah, that's cool. What's playing?”

“Whatever's at the theater.”

So now my date had turned into a group trip.

“Rocky Horror Picture Show's having a midnight revival.”

“That's too late,” someone replied.

“Who was your favorite character?” Kim looks at me and asks.

“I think Susan Sarandon was pretty hot back then,” I reply.

“What about Tim Curry?”

“As Frank N Furter?”

“He was hot,” interjected Maria, who had remained silent.

Kim turned to Keith and said “You can be my 'glorious creation'”, then lifted his shirt up and slowly, sensually ran one finger over his firm, muscled chest, and slowly down his six-pack abs. We watched in anticipation if she would keep going down to that firm bulge we all could see in his shorts, but she pulled her finger away with a flick and sang “in just seven day ay ay aays, I can make you a maaaan, mah mah mah mannn!”

Larry, who had just taken a big drag, started coughing and passed the joint to Joan who said, “Man, that movie's pretty old.”

A breeze had picked up, the shadows were growing longer, and, as the joint fizzled out, Maria said, “It's getting cold”. I had a jacket with me, which I put over Maria's legs and arms. We sat in silence as Larry rolled the last joint, and I noticed Maria's hand on my thigh under my coat, but her eyes were fixed on Keith's  firm abs, as far as I could tell. Kim gave me a little smile, and then held Keith's hand.

“Hey, I've got a coat in the car,” Keith said, springing, up, and then he was gone, leaving the two girls with no support. A few minutes later  Kim said “I gotta pee”, and also left.

Sarah and Joan were talking about some nonsense crap. They were getting too stoned with Larry to make any sense. Maria and I were stroking each other's thighs under my coat, very softly and slowly, which is making me hard, but I was pissed off at Kim, who's supposed to be going with me. I was too much of a dumb fuck to know that Maria was a peach ripe for the taking, her pussy was dripping wet with longing to have my hot young cock deep within it. And still she wanted Keith, like they all did.

Finally I'd had enough, and I  got up, even though I had to straighten my member within my jeans. I started back towards the parking lot, but through the sparse driftwood, the long way. Here are more nooks and crannies that can hide many people, and I stealthily made my way, following some footprints in the sand. Far ahead, I could see Keith's tousled curly hair just over the top of a large tangle of logs.

Intrigued, I made my way silently in between the white curved bones of those discarded denizens of the forest, not knowing what to expect; not really sure why I'm there.  Then, in the gap between two giant logs, I saw them: Keith was holding Kim close and kissing her. Their kisses are deep and passionate. Her head was bent back and he held her up as his mouth explored every lovely curve in her neck, cheeks, and throat. Kim then slipped her hands down in his shorts from behind and started kneading his ass, and then he reached down and unbuttoned his top button. Kim's hands slipped down over his buttocks, peeling off his shorts as she kneaded his bare ass. Her mouth moved down to his chest, kissing each muscle on that tanned, well-formed frame, and then she pulled his shorts down around his ankles and then Keith was kneeling on a driftwood log, his bare ass sparkled with sand, and Kim was stroking his massive hard rod with one hand and caressing his tight balls with the other. I quickly ducked behind a log at the same time her eyes widened and she gave a little start.  Shit! I thought to myself. First, that they'll catch me, and secondly with anger at her. What the fuck was she thinking? But I guessed that maybe I did have something to do with this. I hid in silence, and then I heard a moan from Kim, a bit louder than one would normally expect - so I slowly looked up and there she was, taking his massive rod in her mouth.   She looked straight in my direction and we locked eyes. Then she pulled out his cock and gave it the most erotic lick possible, starting from flicking her tongue over the base of his now swollen tip, then firmly putting her lips around him, and then licking and harder as she worked her way down the base of the shaft, and then she made a ring with her fingers on the base of his cock and slapped his turgid member against her tongue while staring into my distant eyes.

Keith's back was covered in sweat and his ass cheeks started to clench as she exaggerated the eroticism of sucking off his hard rod, first tonguing him and then pushing his cock against the side of her cheek so that I could see his head outlined against that sweet face. She took her other hand and started to stroke her own pussy, and, although I had thought about storming off I was so fucking hot that I had to quickly unbutton my pants and let my hard cock be free. She could see in my trembling arms that I was stroking myself while she sucked off my rival. My hard rod felt so good in my hand, and then I began stroking myself in time to Keith who was fucking Kim's mouth.  Keith spread his legs and then all I could see was his firm ass and tight ball sac, and Kim's hand and breasts between his legs.

Suddenly I heard a whisper behind me “What's going on?” It was Maria. Shocked, I reached down to try to zip up my pants, my back turned to her. She nudged me aside and looked at what I was seeing - Keith's firm round ass pushing in and out, his thickly muscled thighs tightening, his back arching and bending as Kim expertly teases him, bringing him to the edge, then pulling away, and then a little more.

“Oh my god”, Maria drew in her breath as she said this, and pulled her head away from the gap between the logs, instinctively I started away, by back turned to her, then, realizing that I was touching myself, she was all “Oh, god, I'm so sorry” and she averted her eyes from me. At this point, we should have skulked off in embarrassment, but somehow we were both drawn to this place, and this moment.

“It's OK” she whispered after a pregnant pause.

Slowly we turned back and watched Keith being fellated into ecstasy. “God, that's hot” Maria whispered after a moment. not looking at me, and I'm pretty sure the head of my member was still sticking out of my jeans that I wasn't able to do up, but she avoided my eye contact - her eyes were fixed on Keith's rippled, young body sparking in the waning daylight.

There was only one good spot to watch from our hiding hole, so with Maria in that spot, I came up behind her, and very gently put my hands on her hips. At first she patted my hands, as if to ward me off, but then her left hand rested for a moment over the top of mine, and, as Keith's ass started to gyrate vigorously, her fingers knitted into mine, pulling me strongly to her.

 Then she ever so slowly took my hand and put it over her groin, pressing it in, and I felt the hot wetness of her sex.  Next she was grinding against my hand in front, and pressing her hot round ass into my stiffening manhood in the back. Cautiously I let my hand reach up then down inside her sweat pants until my palm was pressed against the warm wetness of her panties. My cock was now throbbing against her ass, and she quickly reached in, took my hand, and pushed my hand into her, guiding my fingers over her hot soaking wet pussy. She was panting now, as we saw Keith's cock dripping with Kim's saliva as he pulled out of her mouth, his hot swollen member throbbing with anticipation.

Keith had got Kim's pants down to her knees now, but she was still holding him by the cock as he tried to fuck her but she kept him up, hard, and sucked. 

With my index finger I delicately slipped around the crotch of those now soaked panties and let my fingers roam their way up and down one side of her thick, swollen labia, feeling her unshaved bush heavy with wetness. 

With my other hand I was now stroking Maria's inner thigh, then moving up, so slowly, along the crest of her hip, tracing my fingers up her delicate rib cage, over those full plump breasts, and then all the way up to her soft, full, ripe lips. Then I took command and lifted my fingers up, then down inside the panties, where my index fingers nestled the way through her thick pubic hair, and slipped so effortlessly over her young bud now pressing proudly out of its hood, while her mouth opened ever so slightly and her tongue gently flicked the tip of my finger. As she licked my finger I started teasing her clit, and her hand went back on mine, guiding my fingers up and down, and around, until with a quick exhale she guided my trembling hand down, down, deep within, and then guided my fingers inside her.

I whispered into her ear “is that what you want?”... “Yes,” she whispered in response. It was a cry almost, as her body started to quake beneath my hand. She pressed my hand deeper and deeper into her quivering womanhood, and I started to feel her body shudder as I nibbled at her earlobe. I moved around slightly to her mouth, but she said “don't kiss me...” Just then, we saw Keith get up and push Kim down firmly onto the log, pressing her down hard and spreading her wide, his strong arms manhandling her like she was his plaything. He grabbed angrily at her soft silken panties and roughly pulled them down to her ankles. His massive cock quivered as he pulled away from her for a moment, then mounted her. She grabbed his ass and pulled him close. His thick gleaming rod was poised in the air facing us, and then he lifted her into the air and thrust into her. She let out a cry and pushed him off, not being able to take so much of him, but he kept it poised at the entrance to her sex. She quickly reached down and took him in her hand and started stroking him against her pussy.  His body quivered, then, grunting, he pulled away, hanging in the air, and, pausing while his member bobbed uncontrollably in the air in anticipation, he thrust in again, his massive thighs forcing her legs apart, and then pulled out a third time and shot his hot load on her bare tits, her belly, and the slender vee of dark, moist hair covering that beautiful wet pussy.

“Oh my God, oh my God,” Maria repeated as we both quickly ducked down. I was still behind her, and I grabbed her by the waist with my other hand, and pull her down to the ground, so she was kneeling in front of me, with my shaft pressed against her rear through the fabric of my jeans. She could hear me panting in my ear, and feel my lips nuzzling her neck and earlobe. Quickly she pulled her hand off mine and then suddenly slipped them down inside my hands and into her and started rapidly stroking herself, faster and faster, and then I felt a throb, and then a clench and then she was crushing my fingers as she gasped and squeezed her love juices out on my hand. Her quivers soon subsided, and she pulled my hand away, and pulled away from me.