White Bikini, Tina, Water, Oh My! - Sex Stories

White Bikini, Tina, Water, Oh My!

... I turned and hugged her tight. She was such a pleasure, a real gem. I thought I might just hurt if she ever left. &#034I like you too.&#034 &#034There's no reason to cry Chet,&#034 she said, noticing my onion affected eyes. I grinned. &#034I have to. It hurts seeing your bad fashion sense. Whatever gave you the idea blue and purple go together?&#034 Her T-shirt and shorts did sort of clash. &#034Asshole,&#034 she said softly with a grin and left me to set the table. We sat on the couch, TV turned on. It had started to rain lightly during dinner; succulent bacon-wrapped tournedos with a rich reduction of scr****gs, red wine and onions, fresh crisp baby green beans and a Boston leaf salad, Dijon vinaigrette. With the sliding glass door open, a cool sea breeze brought the smell of salt in. I was happy, sipping a glass of Chianti, blissfully unaware of what was on TV with Tina cuddled to my side. I was very happy, very relaxed. Tina turned to look up at Chet. &#034So, can I sl**p in your bed tonight?&#034 she asked, feeling just a little forward. But why not? They'd been naked together almost all day, and he'd even cum on her!! Little tingles coursed through her at the memory of his penis pulsing, hot semen spurting on her tummy. &#034Of course you can. I'd be delighted to have your company,&#034 I said and, with a grin, &#034I'm a light sl**per, I hope you don't snore.&#034 &#034Asshole,&#034 she replied gently, cuddling in a bit closer, smiling, excited. I definitely felt ...

... like a k** at Christmas approaching the last, biggest present as I walked towards my bedroom with Tina's small hand in mine. As we passed her room, she pulled away. &#034Just a sec.&#034 Tina quickly went to her bathroom and grabbed her toothbrush. A thrill went through her. There was so much about the simple act, so many suggestions. It was so symbolic. She was going to put her toothbrush in Chet's bathroom. As we brushed at the sink, Tina's mouth covered in foam, I felt a tickle of apprehension for the first time. She looked so small next to me in the mirror. Seeing her spit hard into the sink and grin at me drove the tickle from my mind. She was so damn cute! &#034You're staring,&#034 she said. &#034True. Exactly where did you learn to spit like a cowboy in a saloon?&#034 She grinned and rinsed. I had one of those moments when we walked into my room together. Seeing my large empty bed before me and Tina at my side, knowing she was going to get into my bed, felt weird, almost awkward. It might have to her as well, since she stopped too. I solved the problem by picking her up and throwing her on the bed, enjoying her squeal and how she bounced and ended splayed out. She grinned at me. &#034Asshole,&#034 she smiled, saying it almost lovingly. Yeah. I was. Fun. &#034So which do you prefer? Left or right?&#034 I asked. &#034Huh? Left or right what?&#034 she asked confused. &#034To sl**p on. Do you want to sl**p on the right side or the left?&#034 Tina felt like she was having ...