He paused very briefly and then put more lotion to his fingers. This time his fingers went to her chin. He drew two lines on her chin and below her mouth, and then the fingers came almost to a stop.
In a very slow move, he brought his fingers to her lower lip. He let them linger, and then he pulled his fingers along her lower lip. Her lips indented under the tips of his fingers, and he gradually traced from the lower lip to her top lip and back again. Her mouth opened slightly.
For a second he dangled his fingers upon her lip. Then they moved back over her chin. As they went over her neck, there was a heavy sigh from her and she flinched. Her chest rose and fell right below him. Her nipples stood poking against the bikini top.
He restrained himself and stayed away from the cloth of the top, but he vigorously worked the screen over her chest where there wasn’t fabric. He was leaving her chest and dabbing her stomach when she half-whispered aloud. Her voice was thick.
“You’re very bad.”
He barely grinned and kept going.
More squirts of the lotion and his hands were flat against her stomach. He was incredibly impressed with her muscle tone. Her body fat had to be very low, given how lean and taut her skin felt in his hands.
He was covering her exposed stomach, when he added to her sentiment.
“You mean like last night, huh?”
His expression didn’t really change, and she was quick to reply.
“Last night… .” Her voice trailed off where her thoughts were clearly back on what happened.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” He said it more as a taunt than a question. He loved doing that, he realized.
Another heavy sigh from her. “Yeah. I did actually.”
He brought his hands up to put more lotion on them and her face tilted to see where they had gone.
A couple of sprays by him and they were barely on her skin again. He drug them over the exposed area beneath her stomach but above her bikini there. The skin was velvety smooth.
His hands just slipped over her tender surface. He saw little goose bumps dot her. His hands drifted right at the edge of her bright white bikini bottoms, and Billy marveled at them.
There was the smallest of triangles squarely between her hips. Her mound was swollen. A couple of more swipes of his hands at the cloth’s edge and he saw a reaction. Her legs relaxed to become more open, and it emboldened him.
The next stroke of his hand came from her far hip and towards him, and when it did, he let two long fingers disappear into her bikini bottom. He pulled his hand slowly across, and the feel of her pubic hair and mound was exquisite.
“Ooohhh,” she groaned and flinched.
Her legs closed and opened again, and when they did, he spied a dark oval spot precisely at the crotch of the bikini where moisture had seeped.
“Stop it.” She looked about anxiously. “There’s people around, Billy.”
“Okay.” He smirked.
Her head fell back onto the chair and she panted openly.
He rubbed down her legs, but stayed on the safer areas this time. He didn’t linger and was soon moving to his own chair.
She moaned, apparently still affected. “You’re very good with your hands.”
“I’ve had tons of practice, I guess. That’s all Allison and I ever did.”
He reclined back to lay on his back. He left the lotion on her own chair.
“A lot, huh?” Her tone was ragged as she struggled to sit up.
“No, I mean literally. That is ALL we ever did.” He looked at her with his eyes arched upward. He was being very candid.
“I’m not following you.” She moved from her own chair and sat on the side of his.
“Um, when we… fooled around, that’s what we did.”
“With your hands, you mean?”
“Yeah. And, I mean that that’s as far as we ever went.”
“Right. Um, you guys were together for years. That’s the only girl you ever really dated. There was more to it than that.”
He stared blankly at her and his face went back and forth.
Her eyes roamed up the beach as she processed what he was saying.
“Wait a minute. What?”
“It’s something I hate admitting. It’s incredibly embarrassing.” He looked around and made sure no one was within ear shot before he continued.
“Even though we went out for three years, Allison and I never had intercourse. We fooled around in other ways, but we didn’t do that. She was absolutely determined to wait till she was married.”
Patty’s mouth fell open.
“So, you’ve never… .” Her voice was thin.
He grimaced hard at it being put that way.
“We did some things. We had fun. We just… didn’t… do that.”
She silently nodded.
He looked all about except at her face, clearly embarrassed.
“Billy, look it’s okay. You know, sometime it’ll… .” She was starting to say it would eventually happen for him when he interrupted her.
“Tonight. It was supposed to happen tonight.” He said it directly to her and she froze. “The night of my twenty-first birthday at my favorite place, the beach. That was what was supposed to happen.”
Patty recoiled.
They stared at one another.
She broke their gaze, casting her eyes down at the sand. She appeared to contemplate what she wanted to say next, and then her words were muted.
“I still can’t believe you wanted me to come down here.” Her head went from side to side slowly.
“Of course, I would.”
She peered up closely at him.
He spoke deliberately. “You’re gorgeous, you’re very special, and I love you.”
A grin spread across her face, and she bent her face to his.
“I love you, too.”
She kissed him softly and held it there. When she pulled away, she still eyed him.
She was only still a second and then she was rising to stand.
“I’m going in the water.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Everything alright?”
“Uh huh.” She nodded quickly.
He watched her tight butt shift right and left as she went to the surf.
They swam, walked some on the beach, and hung out at their chairs, but there wasn’t much talking.
Japie says
Wow, very normal and thought provoking erotica.