My Sister and My Best Friend - Sex Stories

My Sister and My Best Friend

... stretching his arms out way above his head, which felt so good as to make his lower back and legs shake slightly. The slight breeze blowing in from the open veranda reinvigorated him.

“Morning,” Haley responded in the next twin bed over, her hair jostled in crazy ways.

“Looks like you slept well,” Scott said with a smile, his morning voice deep and husky.

“Yeah, I actually knocked out pretty fast.”

Haley stretched as well and then lifted herself out of bed and towards the veranda. She wore an old t-shirt and probably a pair of panties, but the shirt was too large and cloaked down past her upper thighs.

Scott stared at her taking in the view from the veranda window. He had my wishes in mind as he had gone to sleep wearing a pair of briefs, instead of his usual sleep uniform: the birthday suit. And he was even considerate enough to wait until his throbbing morning wood subsided naturally to rise from bed, although it took several minutes and he worried it would just pierce through his briefs.

Haley had already begun making some coffee and they discussed heading to the beach. They got into their bathing suits and headed out. As they reached the beach, Scott beckoned that they should keep walking.

“I did some sleuthing and there’s a more private spot further down,” pointing down the street.

They continued to walk until they came to the secluded beach entrance. A small sign greeted them near the dunes.Ropa opcional was in bolded letters with other little ...

... informational text.

“Ah,” Scott stated, “I don’t know much Spanish, but I think that means we’re at the right beach.”

“Oh, it’s a topless beach?” Haley questioned.

Scott chortled. “Yeah it can be, but you might see more than some tits.”

“Ohhh, okay I see. I’ve never been to a nude beach before.”

“Well, Haley, you got the best teacher possible to help you get started.”

They walked past the dunes and through the berm, towards the shore-face. Once they found a spot they felt was right, they set up their chairs, and Haley sprawled out in the sand on her blanket.

“You want the umbrella?” Scott asked.

“Hmm, I don’t know.” The sun felt good on her body, but she knew it would get unbearable soon.

“Well, I’m gonna put it up, don’t wanna burn my ass.”

He grabbed his blue and white muscle shirt and lifted it off over his head, revealing his soft pink nipples, a slightly hairy chest, and a nascent dad bod - a product of his affinity for beer. Then, as Haley watched, he placed his thumbs into his bathing suit waistband and quickly slid them down his legs. As he stood up and stepped out of the swim trunks, Haley took in all his manhood. It was completely smooth, like astonishingly smooth, almost velvety. In fact, his whole body was hairless, save for his chest and armpits. His penis and testicles were completely relaxed, and they hung considerably low in front of his thighs. Haley was shocked about how thick it was, almost like a can of coke, but maybe it was ...