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

Nora's Tale: 2 - Frisk on the Beach

... gotten him – or even me – hurt, but I decided against it. He was, after all, some sort of daredevil who was in the habit of leaping from rooftop to rooftop. He must have known what he was doing. “Really?” I asked. “It’s not ‘they were made to be broken’?” Levi settled himself more comfortably in the chair. It was a rather oversized seat, but between the two of us, we just fit. His thigh was pressed up against mine, and the hairs on his legs tickled my calves whenever he moved. He took a bite of his hotdog, drawing out the silence before his answer. “A fallacy,” he said, waving his hand. “And a cliché.” “Are you going to teach me how to be a deviant?” I asked with a laugh. “That’s why I’m here, didn’t you know?” He smiled teasingly at me and rested his hand casually on the top of my thigh. The weight of it was very arousing. “Why are you really here?” I asked a little breathlessly. “I mean, why did you move here?” “My parents bought the summer house for a change in surroundings,” Levi explained. “But we’re not really moving in until May. They just sent me down to accept the furniture delivery since they’re too busy to leave their jobs. I’ll be here for a week before going back to college to finish my semester.” “Oh!” I said. I wasn’t sure why this surprised me, but it did. “In New York?” He nodded. “What are you studying?” “Marketing,” Levi said, and I smiled. “That explains your silver tongue,” I said. “Why thank you, darling,” Levi said, squeezing my thigh. “I’m leaving ...

... next Sunday, but I’ll be back for the summer when my semester ends in May.” “You’re going to miss my birthday!” I said. It was on the Thursday following his departure. I wouldn’t have said anything, but he had specifically asked to know when it was the last time we had spoken. “I know, Norrra, I’m very sorry,” Levi said. “I’ll try to make it up to you.” His hand moved further up my leg, sending sparks of desire through my body. I was eager to find out how he would make it up to me. “But I’ll be back soon,” he assured me. “Then I’ll show you how to enjoy your summer.” This promise put me in an even better mood. I put my hand over his and squeezed it, flashing him a smile. I had been nibbling at my hotdog throughout our conversation – much more slowly than Levi who had finished his – but I finished it off quickly knowing I had very little time left. I hadn’t realized Levi was watching me until the whole thing was gone. “It looks like you’re a little gentler with those lips,” he said, wiping something from the corner of my mouth, “than you are with these lips.” His fingers skittered quickly across my clothed mound before settling back on my thigh. “Just as fast, though.” Oh God, I wanted his hands between my legs right now, but with only five minutes left to my break, there was no time to get what I wanted. “How was your day so far?” Levi smiling crookedly. “The usual,” I said, trying to distract myself. “Watched some fat old men swim, yelled at a few kids.” That certainly did the ...