Hook-up on the Beach - Sex Stories

Hook-up on the Beach

Codes- MF, first, oral.

Intro- This story is fictional and meant for mature open minds. It contains graphic adult behavior. All characters are age 18 or older at the time of their sexual activity and depicted explicit thoughts.

This is connected to many of my previous works, but none are required reading unless you wish to spend more time in my fictional universe. If you need specific direction to connected stories, please drop me a line. This story is also an entry for the Literotica Pink Orchid event, kudos to that site for organizing the event and hosting my work.

Please do not read this story if you do not think you will enjoy it. If you do enjoy it, feedback is welcome.

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Destin, Florida. Summer 1995.

The sun went down over the water, light sparkling on the surf and white sands.

Simon Astar and Mallory Neeves lay entwined on a beach blanket, watching it. They were a young black couple who had been dating about two weeks. He was of Persian descent, light-skinned, athletic with a thin beard. She was dusky with midsize breasts and slim hips. Her raven curls grew just past her shoulders. She wore an orange string bikini while he wore a gray T-shirt and black swim trunks.

Simon was in Florida on vacation- his parents had a condo in Destin they used a few weekends a year and rented out for extra money the rest of the time to various vacationers. Simon was borrowing it for a solo summer vacation. He'd just turned eighteen back in June and had begged ...

... his parents to allow him the vacation before his high school senior year. They had given him the condo for July only- the heat made that month slow. Mallory was a Florida native the same age as Simon. She had graduated high school back in May and would start college at Pensacola State in the fall. Unlike Simon, she had not been an academic redshirt. The summer was her last celebratory bash before resuming full time school. They had spent most of the afternoon in the surf, swimming and then letting the sun dry them off while they lay together and lightly made out.

Mallory leaned over and kissed Simon's lips as the sun sank. I like this boy, she reflected. I also know he can't be with me much longer. Maybe... I'll do it, she decided. "Hey, Simon," she whispered. "You want to spend tonight together?"

Simon blinked. He had long been hoping to score with a girl- what heterosexual teenage boy didn't?- but it hadn't happened yet. He was too much of a gentleman to ask a girl for sex, despite always hoping for it. Rejection in his past, reminders of the law, had made him adopt that attitude. Conservative attitude towards sex was also as prevalent in Florida as in Texas. Despite all the exposed bodies on the beaches, most people ultimately kept to public decency and refrained from affection displays. He had met Mallory on the beach two weeks past, admired her sunbathing, asked her to dinner. She was one of several girls who had welcomed his advances, not the first to say yes to a ...