Nora's Tale: 2 - Frisk on the Beach - Sex Stories

Nora's Tale: 2 - Frisk on the Beach

After putting on a good show for my neighbor Levi on Saturday night, I awoke Sunday morning with the desire to do it again – and immediately. I jumped up to turn off my alarm clock, then sat back on my bed and struggled with the temptation before me. I had felt surprisingly comfortable with pleasuring myself in front of Levi’s attic window the night before, having him watch me plow myself to orgasm. There was a chance he was up now. He had been awake this time the day before, catching me masturbate on the roof deck the first time. I wanted to go up and check, and if he was there, this time stroke myself slowly and teasingly to orgasm. But I had things to do. Seventeen-year-old girls didn’t just wake up at 6:30 am on Sundays for nothing. I needed to go on my daily run – especially since I had missed it the day before due to a series of distractions. The itch that had snuck up on me during the night hadn’t taken too long to scratch. Opening my fifth college acceptance package on the roof hadn’t eaten up much of my time either. Even my small panic attack about my uncertain future wasn’t really be to blame. What had really preoccupied me was encountering Levi and sharing my predicament with him. In order to chat about my woes, he had actually climbed out of his attic window onto his roof, then jumped off onto mine to meet me. Between offering me advice and getting my lusty little heart rate going, he had nearly made me late for work. While on my roof, he had also swiped the ...

... hairbrush I had used to get myself off that morning, only returning it in secret later that night. I could still see him holding it, sniffing the dried handle, and expressing his desire to taste those lingering juices while they were still wet. That was why, after coming on the brush in front of him for the second time, I had teased him by sucking off my own nectar myself. I shook my head, pulling myself back to the present. If I didn’t go now, the sun would be too hot later in the day for the length of run I had in mind, not to mention I had to get down to the beach for my 9 o’clock lifeguard shift. Later tonight was also out of the question. I had desk-duty at work for a few hours in the evening, and I had a nice long English paper waiting to be revised for when I got home. Levi had been right. I was far too busy to discover what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. Something had to give, and he had suggested school. The idea of putting off my college education had scared me at first, but it seemed to be growing on me more and more. Graduate from high school, take a year of fun to discover myself, and then get my post-secondary education. But the fun couldn’t begin now. As usual, logic won out over pleasure, and sighing, I began to dress in my running gear. I considered going up to the roof deck to stretch and warm up, but decided against it. If I did see Levi, I knew he would be able to lead me astray from my plans. Instead I headed for the backyard where I normally ...