A Teen on the Beach: part 3 - Sex Stories

A Teen on the Beach: part 3

... sheer yoga pants. Ellie waited amidst the pandemonium of patrons with whom the bartender could hardly keep up when suddenly and older guy stepped beside Ellie, placing his hand on small of her back. “Hey sweetie, you look a little young to be drinking here, don't you have school tomorrow?” “It's Saturday,” Ellie replied sardonically. The man laughed and slowly moved his hand down, feeling Ellie's bottom. “Those yoga pants are really sexy on you. Ooh, I don't feel any undies, are you a little naughty girl? How about we ditch this place and go over to my place and have some real fun?” Ellie looked over and pushed the man off her, “If you don't leave to alone, I'll, I'll have my boyfriend kick your ass!” Ellie looked over at David who was busy looking down at his phone. “Ha! I'm sure that man is your boyfriend. That's cute. Well, if you change your mind you'll know where to find me.” Ellie took her drink back to the table, an orange-ish invention and looked at David. “I just got groped and hit on by a drunk guy!” “Oh man, I'm so sorry, perhaps taking you here wasn't a good idea.” “No, it's okay, I lied and told him you were my boyfriend and that you'd promptly kick his as..uh, butt.” David laughed as Ellie took a drink of her Ladies-special. “Woah, that's good!” Ellie proclaimed with lit eyes. “Let's go outside on the patio, where it is more quiet,” David said. David and Ellie tripped outside and found a table away from the inner cacophony. After sitting outside for a few ...

... moments, watching jovially tipsy people walk in and out the back door, David looked over at Ellie. She was about three-quarters of the way through her cocktail and had an uncharacteristically relaxed demeanor on her face. Sort of the subtle smile and starry-eyed gaze of someone who felt the world was full of light and magic...or perhaps, just full of a punch cocktail. Ellie suddenly broke the silence and looked at David with a passionately fixed look and said, “What do you think is wrong with me, David?” “What do mean, Ellie?” “My entire life, I've always been the good, responsible girl. I've never acted out on impulses or anything like that but it seems like ever since the beginning of this summer things have been different, like my head is telling me I'm not who I think I am.” “How so?” “Well, I mean, it's not like I'm doing drugs or or anything crazy but I've been having a lot of fantasies lately.” “Oh?” “Like the other night I had a dream. I was on a train and I looked at a man sitting across from me. We didn't know each other at all, two complete strangers. Well, anyhow, we locked eyes and it was like we instinctively knew what each other wanted without saying a word. He took me right there and tore off my clothes and we had sex on the train in front of God and everyone, yet nobody seemed to notice or care. It was like raw humanity at its most honest but there was also an understanding passion, like we were two humans who understood each other's needs.” “Wow, firstly I want to ...