The Beach Resort

Because maybe a minute later I feel someone’s hand on my bare thigh. I frown, see it’s the girl’s. It must be an accident, and I wait for her to correct. But I wait and wait and the hand lingers until I have to pick it up and give it back to the girl. But a minute later it’s back, a strangely intimate touch from a total stranger.

Brook

Now I’m staring, I can’t help it. Her breasts... they’re huge. I had no idea. Sprouting from Brook’s narrow frame are two glorious funbags, the gray fabric of her bikini top fighting its best fight to cup them, keep them constrained, stop them from what cannot be more than a wayward brush away from springing free of the nylon and bouncing into my life. As her shoulders adjust and her arms move her breasts get pushed outwards and pulled this way and that and... weird, it looks like her jaw is moving, too. Oh fuck. She’s asked me something, is waiting for my answer. I have no idea what.

Theresa

Her grin is big and toothy, her eyes sparkling in delight. “Shhhh,” she says gently, somehow implying more with this one syllable than I ever imagined possible. Her hands move up the blanket, tracing the path of my legs, heading towards only one place that matters.

Jolene

“I mean, I have an idea, but... you don’t have a girlfriend or anything, do you?” Confusion brings my eyebrows together. “No.” “Because I think what I really need,” she says with such earnestness that it sounds almost normal, “Is an orgasm. I sleep so much better after cumming, don’t you?”

Tom and Natalie

“That--” he groans, furrows his brow, shakes his outstretched palms in frustration, “That doesn’t matter! What matters is that we love each other, ok? Real love. You wouldn’t understand. You’re just--” Mid-sentence, his words stop with abrupt awkwardness, his hands frozen mid-gesture. “I’m just what?” I swallow, force a chuckle, “A slut? Is that what you think?”

Leigh

“I thought you wanted to go to sleep.” She leaned back against the wall, just across from me. “And anyway, you still need to tell me about your date. I want to know what happened where you spent all night with a cute girl but still said the night sucked. Was she bad at giving head or something?”

Jenny

“Bullshit, a work project,” she scoffed, flashed her disbelief my direction, “I want you to know that I’ve got another handsome young man flirting with me, anxious for a peek at my tits. I'm sure he'll show me a good time if you're too busy to get your tight little butt over here, like, yesterday.” She winked at me as I blushed, hard.

Heather’s Lesson

“So, like,” she starts, “Just so you know, and hopefully this doesn’t change anything, but I don’t want it to be a surprise, I make adult material.” I feel my brain screech to a halt. “Oh. Ohhh.” Porno. She makes porno videos. My eyes go wide. I can’t imagine the sweet, virtuous nanny I’d met a few weeks back having sex on camera.

Irene’s Massage

“I don’t know. He’s nice. Buys me things.” “’Nice.’ Girl, c’mon. Who wants nice? You want someone who’ll make your pussy wet.” “Mary!” She works up my thighs. “Just saying how it is. I may be old, but I’m not dead. If I don’t climax at least once a day, I might shrivel up.”