Back Rub for Julia - Sex Stories

Back Rub for Julia

... I had experienced still begged to be let out. I had just started looking for my rattiest t-shirt, when a knock sounded on my bedroom door. "Jack, get your swimming trunks on, the girls are dying to go to the beach." It was my mom. Damn. A great orgasm would get me in better spirits, but that would have to wait. "Give me a couple of minutes, Mom. I need to change." I heard my mothers footsteps move down the hall. I pulled my shirt over my head, slid off my shorts and boxers, and searched around in my drawers for my green cargo-style swim trunks. My balls hung heavy with unreleased semen. My cock refused to shrink all the way, instead remaining just excited enough stay thick and full, but not enough to be erect. I thought about how that cold lake water would feel when it splashed up over my crotch, and I almost changed my mind about going. But I was here to have fun this week, and maybe I could pay Julia back for getting me so excited by dunking the shit out of her. I still needed a towel, so I went out into the hall to the linen closet. That's when I caught sight of Katie and Julia. My cousin was bent over at the waist, rummaging through a lower shelf, looking at the beach towels. She wore a transparent red wrap over top of her tiny yellow bikini. These wraps are supposed to be used to modestly cover up a swimsuit, but the clingy one that she wore had the exact opposite effect. It had rode up over her hips when she had bent over, so I had a perfect view of her teenaged ass. ...

... The fabric of her swimsuit was so tight that it looked as if it were painted on. It was wedged tightly up into her ass crack. To make matters even worse, she has spread her legs a tiny bit, clearly revealing every line and curve of pussy. I was instantly hard in my shorts. She glanced over her shoulder at me casually, and Katie giggled. I flushed spectacularly at being busted; again. "See you in the car, big guy." Julia smiled coyly as she flipped her towel over her shoulder. She paused to smooth her wrap over her hips, and glided past me, and out of the room. Katie paused, her eyes lingering first on my erectness, then on my blazing face. She imitated her cousin by smoothing my t-shirt that she had somehow acquired to wear over her suit, and stalked out of the room after our her best friend. I was left alone with just the towels and my hard on. I strategically placed a towel in front of my boner, so that I could go out to the car without embarrassment. I purposely walked over to the side that Katie was sitting on, and opened the door. "Scoot over!" I ordered. She positively beamed. "Get in on the other side, dork." Katie pulled her door shut in my face. My mom looked at me like I had lost my mind, so I walked around the other side of the car, and got in. Julia smiled. This time her grin wasn't crooked at all. It looked hungry; predatory, like how a tiger might smile at it's next meal. I smiled back, but there was no confidence behind it. All this fucking smiling was making me ...