The Ultimate Teenage Beach Adventure - Sex Stories

The Ultimate Teenage Beach Adventure

... of surprised you stuck around." "Why? You showed me your mouthful of jizz, let me watch you swallow it and grinned like you'd done something great. Beat the hell out of porn! My dick just stayed up." "Yes, it did." Smiling fondly, she clasped the subject item. "It's still going kind of strong. You've got a great dick, Dolf." "But not like Chip's eight inches. You do mean Chip Wavell?" "No. Chip Johnson, the coach." "Another grown man?" "Why not? A lot of the girls go for his big dick -- or say they do. But that's all he's got. He can fuck a long time but when he pops, he loses it. I like yours, Dolf. Did you forget why?" She bent down and briefly slurped up his entirety. He twitched and she rose with a smile, licking her lips. "I can't do that to Chip's." "Did you try? I've got videos of women swallowing longer ones than their heads are tall." "Really? That would gag me, I think. Hickam's was the longest I could manage all the way down." "Hickam?" "Jeanie's dad. We measured his at seven inches." "You were thirteen then. Maybe your throat is deeper now." "Maybe so." Her eyes twinkled. "You know of a longer one for me to try?" "What if I said yes?" "If he's a safe guy, bring him on. Is he here on the beach?" "You'd like that, would you -- two guys at once?" "Two loving guys at once? What's not to like?" He looked away. "I've wondered about that. The pornstars getting double-penetrated don't seem to mind. Of course they're paid for it." She sighed deeply. "It could be heaven, I ...

... guess, if the guys would hold out." "Or if you have enough of them. You ever try it?" "Yes, at an after-game party. Anything's likely to happen there." "Gangbangs?" "Anything. Especially while you're high." "Is that how you got this?" He pointed to a tattoo on the inside of the arm whose hand still clasped his manhood. It appeared to be two Chinese characters. She studied it morosely. "I was lucky, I guess: floated off before he could do something more elaborate." "What does it mean?" "He said something like, 'Peace and harmony for the world,' but my Chinese classmate said it means, 'I pee on trees.'" She giggled. He stared at her and said indignantly, "That you're a dog? That's totally wrong." "Lighten up, Dolf. It's funny." Her giggle became a laugh. "I get it." He managed a smile. "You're putting me on." "Not really. Lu Wong was just jealous." "'Floated off.' On pot?" "Sure. Some girls like coke but not me; it smothers the good feeling. I think the girls who snort it don't really like to fuck." "But they do anyway?" "To be in the crowd, you know." Her eyes narrowed. "Maybe you don't. What do you belong to, Dolf?" "Um. Nothing much. _World Saviors_." "What's that?" "An Internet game club." She stared at him. "No wonder you were cherry at eighteen! I'd believe you were gay if I didn't have the evidence in hand." She stroked the half-erect exhibit, bent to lick the tip and said musingly, "You know, Dolf, I don't believe I've done anything like this since Hickam left." "Like ...