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What Happens in San Diego

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My wife and I used to live in San Diego, but moved inland for economic reasons after our kid was born; I still call him a "kid" because it's amazing how quickly they grow up. Now we miss the beach, especially Black's Beach (a nude beach) which we had frequented. This year we decided to plan a weeklong trip to San Diego because it had been so long since we'd been there. I, of course, looked forward to going to Black's Beach. We're home nudists so our kid is used to seeing us nude. All was looking good until my wife's plans changed and she couldn't go with us; that seemed OK, it would be "boys' week". Then one of our son's friends asked to go along; that was OK. But then one of the girls wanted to be included. Ordinarily this girl, Candie, is "just one of the boys"; she had been since they were all in elementary school together. But, throw in a two-bedroom suite and a nude beach and things become awkward. It was decided that Candie would sleep on the couch and decide about the beach when the time came.

Let's skip right to the beach, shall we? On a weekday morning late in the season, the beach was fairly empty, and we chose a spot a good distance from others. I started setting up chairs. The boys immediately stripped off and ran, whooping, into the surf. I suggested to Candie that she could go a little way down the beach where I could see that she was still safe, but have some privacy if she chose to make the most of the opportunity. She took her towel and started walking. I stripped off and ran, whooping, into the surf.

After a brief splash in the waves I returned to shore to read. I kept half eye on each of the kids. I watched Candie remove her cover-up and saw that she was wearing a bright red string bikini. She waded into the water and continued down the beach a little farther as the waves caressed her athletic legs. A bright red triangle marked her tight little rear end. She waded farther into the Pacific, looked back, and dove into a wave. When she re-emerged I could tell that she was no longer wearing her top. She tossed the top onto the beach and continued to frolic in the sea until she realized that she hadn't tossed her top far enough and it had been carried off by a wave. After fruitlessly looking for it for a few minutes she began walking my way. When she got closer I was pleased to see that she has the nicest pair of breasts I have seen in a long time; firm, round, B-cup mounds standing out proudly on her chest above her well-muscled athlete's torso. I usually only saw her in flattening sports bras or baggy uniforms so her development had largely gone by unnoticed. Plus, she's one of my son's friends and I hang out with her parents, so I'm not supposed to notice, right? I sure noticed now.

"I lost my top", she said.

"I noticed", I responded.

"I didn't mean to lose it. Well, yes, I took it off, but not actually lose it. Can you help me look for it?"

I agreed to look, but I didn't have high hopes. As we walked, she told me she was glad that she'd decided to go topless, that she really liked the feel of the sun, wind, and sea spray on her skin. We continued past her towel without finding her top. A few minutes later two other women, completely nude but carrying a familiar bright red top, met us coming the other way. "This must be yours", said the one handing it to Candie with a smile.

"Oh, yes, thank you so much!" exclaimed Candie as she accepted it.

The other said, "If I had breasts like yours I'd never cover them up."

Laughing, Candie replied, "If I had breasts like yours I wouldn't be able to play volleyball". Indeed, both these two women had great bodies, but much larger breasts that were probably great during intimate activity, but might not be suited to prolonged sports.

The two continued up the beach and Candie and I followed as far as her towel, where Candie stopped to deposit her top. She looked after the two departing naked women and said, "they look great, naked and all, confident, do I look like that?" I responded that she had always looked confident, and that she looked incredible wearing just a tiny scrap of bikini bottom.

She asked, "Do you think I should remove that too?" To which I restated that she was her own woman and that I'd walk back to my chair and let her decide for herself. I sat down, picked up my book, and caught a glimpse of her bare bottom as she dove once more into the waves. She swam for a while then returned to her towel to lay naked in the sun as the breeze flowed over her and caressed her youthful body.

When the boys came to shore for lunch, they called out to her. She donned just her cover-up and joined us, carrying her bikini rolled up in her towel. After lunch, the boys returned to boogie boarding and Candie removed her cover-up and lay out on her towel naked beside my chair. For a while she laid facedown and my eyes roamed over her back, her fine round ass, and her legs. When she turned over I could again gaze at her delightful breasts and imagine cupping them in my hands; they looked like they'd fit perfectly. Her flawless smooth skin beckoned me to caress her, but I dared not cross that line unless she invited me. Between her legs was a goodly bush the same color as her hair calling me to run my fingers through it and discover what was hidden within.

Periodically, she would dip into the ocean and come back with water droplets running down her body, glistening in the sun. As the sun dipped below the horizon, we packed up and headed back to the resort. Candie wore just her cover-up, flip-flops, and a smile; her bikini stuffed unceremoniously into her bag. The evening breeze played with the light fabric, lifting it up her thighs lasciviously.

Upon arriving back at the resort, the boys showered quickly then headed off to the game room. Once the door closed behind them, Candie pulled her cover-up off over her head, threw it over her shoulder, struck a pose, and said, "I'm going to take a shower; would you like to join me?" My shorts were off before she had taken three steps toward my part of the suite. I caught her up and started the shower as she stepped in. I adjusted the temperature and joined her. I enjoyed the view of the warm water cascading from her breasts, over her belly, and down her thighs as she rinsed the sand and salt from her hair. After pouring some strawberry-scented body wash across her upper chest I reached out and touched her for the first time. I caressed the sweet lather against her slick skin, massaging her breasts and feeling her nipples rise in response to my touch. I continued lower, washing her abdomen, and kneeling to do the same on her legs. My face was now level with her pussy and I could see her sex peeking out from its dense thicket. I brushed my hand against her mound and she moaned in response. I began to work her clit in earnest as I probed her vagina with a finger. She reached up and held onto the showerhead to remain standing as her body spasmed and shook with a magnificent orgasm. She cried out as waves of pleasure rocked her body. I pressed firmly on her clit and held my finger steady inside her as her hips jerked wildly.

Soon, she regained her composure enough to let me wash her back. As I washed her back I couldn't help but to reach around to her breasts frequently. I continued to her ass and was pleased that the pressure I applied to her back door caused her to coo slightly. I returned to stroking her pussy and she pushed her ass back against my raging hard-on. She reached around and stroked my cock then directed it toward her soaking pussy. I held firmly onto her hips as I slowly worked my cock into her pussy from behind. She leaned forward against the wall and pushed back in an effort to get my cock into her as quickly as possible. Little moans and coos escaped her mouth as we worked together to accomplish our coupling. Once my cock was fully engulfed inside her vagina and my thighs were pressed firmly against her ass, I reached around to stroke her clit once more. As her next climax built and her body began its inevitable orgasmic quaking, the action of her body was enough to bring me along with her and we came together with shouts of joy.

She turned around and we joined in our first deep, passionate kiss, then rinsed off and exited the shower. I toweled her off and she began to brush her hair. Once I had toweled myself off, I approached her from behind, took her in my arms, and embraced her as we looked at each other in the mirror. She leaned back against me, stretching herself, and analyzing the reflection her body. "I do look good, don't I?" she asked.

"Yes, very very hot and sexy, you must have a lot of guys after you."

"I've never really noticed. It wasn't until those women gave me a good looking over that it occurred to me that I really have become a woman." She paused, stroked her bush, and then started hesitantly, "most women now trim or shave down here don't they?"

"Yes, many do. I like it; I think it shows you care how you appear to your lovers. Many men, like me, trim down there as well."

"Would you trim mine for me?"

I said, "I thought you'd never ask", and proceeded to lay a towel on the bed for her to lie on. She lay down and spread her legs while I went to get a pair of scissors.

When I returned, she was again stroking her bush lightly. "Just saying goodbye", she joked.

As I began my work, I said, "It'll grow back if you want it to." I quickly trimmed her bush back to a finger width and asked her what she thought.

Gazing down at my handiwork, she said, "Oooh, I look so much more mature now. And it feels just as good if not better than before."

"Sure does. Now let's go get something to eat."

I watched as she threw on a summer dress with nothing under it but sandals. A shirt, shorts, and sandals for me and we were off. I put the top down as we drove along the beach toward a beach-themed restaurant I remembered as being popular with the younger crowd. As we drove, the wind played with her dress, billowing the deep scoop of the neckline. Occasionally she would raise the hemline to distract me with delightful glimpses of her bare pussy in the moonlight. At a stoplight, some college guys pulled up alongside us and whistled at her; she flashed them her breasts in response and they went off hooting and hollering when the light changed.

Arriving at the restaurant, we chose a tall table on the patio right on the beach with the waves greeting us nearby. Candie sat enjoying the feel of the ocean breeze as it continued to play with her dress. From the next table we heard a voice call out teasingly, "it looks like you lost something else now!" It was the two women we had met on the beach.

Candie blushed slightly but responded by saying, "I decided that what I leave at home I can't lose while I'm out." She then lifted the hem of the dress a little more and flashed them her pussy. They, in turn, demonstrated that they were similarly attired for the evening.

After dinner, we relocated to the bar, where a local band was playing surf music and several couples were whirling on the dance floor. Candie and I danced for a while, and then our new friends joined us. I went back to the table and the three women continued to dance with wild abandon. Their dancing involved so much spinning and gyrating that their short dresses couldn't conceal their nakedness from the crowd and soon the dance floor was crowded as other women joined in and their dates tried to get a better look. The energy in the room rose to a crescendo that the band did its best to sustain, but eventually they had to take a break. When Candie got back to the table she leaned close and whispered breathlessly in my ear, "let's take a walk on the beach".

Several envious eyes were upon me as I led her by the hand out toward the crashing waves. The cool ocean breeze worked its magic and soon she had her arms around me as we stood in the surf and kissed deeply. My hands held her ass and pulled her groin against mine, my cock yearned to press against her directly, skin to skin. I felt her gently rubbing her sex against my cock and knew she had the same urgent need. A nearby pier seemed to offer the best chance for concealment so we headed that way as we waded along the beach. When we reached the pier it was apparent that we weren't the only couple seeking a little discretion. I again took her in my arms and we picked up where we had left off a few minutes previously. Soon she reached down and freed my cock from its khaki confines and stroked it as I lifted her dress up around her waist. Returning my hands to her ass, I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around me as I sank my cock straight into her well-lubricated pussy with a sigh. We continued to kiss as she got accustomed to being stuffed with my cock. Soon I felt her vaginal muscles massaging the length of my cock so I started to slowly stroke in and out of her in time with the pulse of the ocean. She broke our kiss only to whisper dirty thoughts into my ear, "oh yes, fuck me, I love the feel of your big hard cock buried deep in my pussy, I want to feel you fill me with your come, oh that's so fucking good, my pussy is so wet for you, I love the feel of your hands on my ass". As she continued, she started to become louder. It quickly became apparent that she now had an audience, and, just as in the bar, the audience started to join in and try to outdo her. Soon, the area under the pier was alive with the sounds of pelvises slamming together and women urging their partners on with ever more nasty exhortations. It seemed that a dozen or more couples all succeeded in achieving mutual orgasm - too bad no one from Guinness was there. The sounds of bountiful orgasms were shortly replaced by giggles and whoops of pleasure as we thought about what we had just experienced, separately together. Candie kissed me again as I lowered her to the sand. Weak with her exertions, she continued down to her knees.

After catching her breath a bit she reached up and stroked my cock back to partial erection, then leaned in and licked it from base to tip and then around the tip. Once I was fully erect again, she took what she could slowly into her mouth and back out again. "It didn't think it would taste like that", she said.

"It tastes of the sweetest pussy in the world", I replied.

She blushed faintly and continued to pleasure me with her mouth. After several of the most pleasant minutes of my life she turned around on all fours, lifted her dress off her ass, and wiggled it in invitation. I sank to my knees and lined my cock up with her pussy once more. I easily sank into one very eager pussy and began using the longest strokes I could so she could really feel my length. Her perfect round ass shone in the moonlight and I applied a few light spanks as I fucked her. Soon I was massaging her anus with my thumb; her coos of pleasure urged me to probe deeper. She started muttering nasty encouragement again, but this time she was joined by one of our friends from earlier. They must have been one of the other couples, and now they were stimulating Candie to greater arousal, "you like that big hard cock in your pussy don't you, you look so fucking hot there being fucked doggy-style in the moonlight, and you love the taste of your pussy on a big hard cock that had just fucked you, I know you do, I think you want to taste more pussy, I saw you looking us over on the beach this morning, I bet you want to taste my pussy."

"Yes, oh yes, I want to taste your sweet, wet pussy while I get fucked doggy-style in the moonlight and your lover and everyone else watches me slurp up your juices with my tongue, please let me eat your pussy right fucking now, I so want to taste you and make you come harder than your girlfriend does."

By then, the woman had settled on the sand in front of Candie, and pulled her dress up, presenting Candie with her beautiful smooth-shaven pussy. Candie dove right in with gusto and ate that pussy while I watched with my cock buried deep inside her. The other woman then settled her pussy over her lover's face and we became a chain of four lovers engaged in one sex-act while the moon shone down and several other couples looked on and continued their own coupling. This time there was no big competition to outdo each other; all involved seemed to want a more intimate experience for themselves.

Candie, with me pumping her from behind and a pussy in her face was the first to come. Her contractions set me off and I came deep inside her as I watched her bringing her new lover to climax with lips and tongue and fingers. The second woman came more gently, being more familiar with her lover. We all caught our breath, and then the women kissed Candie and set off hand-in-hand. Candie and I returned to our car and headed back to the resort.

Candie's pussy was dripping with her juices and my come so she headed right to the shower once we were in the door. I joined her and we kissed and caressed and enjoyed the intimacy with each other. "I thought you were going to fuck my ass", she said.

"Not without a condom and some lube, I don't want to hurt you; we can get some and try it tomorrow night if you like. Have you ever done that?"

"No, I haven't, but I'd like to try it with you, you're so gentle."

Once clean and dry again, she put on a nightshirt, I put on a pair of shorts, and we went out on the patio to read and await the return of the boys. They got back late and went straight to sleep without asking us what we had been up to all evening. Candie and I looked at each other and shrugged. She didn't sleep on the couch that night or any of the following nights. She did make it look like she had slept on the couch for appearances sake, and the boys remained oblivious to our actual sleeping arrangement. That first night, when she entered my bedroom, she slipped her nightshirt off over her head and slipped into bed naked beside me. We kissed and I rejoiced in holding her, caressing her breasts and ass as we snuggled close and drifted off to sleep.

In the morning, I awoke to her stroking my morning wood. "Maybe I should stay here with you today rather than go to the surfing lessons", she said wistfully.

"No, they only last until noon anyway and I have some things to do, so go and I'll meet you for lunch. I expect the boys will stay at the beach so we'll have all afternoon to ourselves."

She pouted playfully, then jumped up, put on the nightshirt, and sashayed out of the room. Soon the smell of coffee wafted in, so I put my shorts back on and joined her in the kitchen. The boys staggered in and a hearty breakfast was eaten. As the boys were finishing up, Candie reappeared in a black one-piece swimsuit with a colorful sarong tied around the waist and all three youngsters headed out for their lessons. I didn't actually have much to do that morning, and top-most on my mind was locating the nearest adult store.

Soon enough it was noon, so I went down to the beach to get a report on the rookie surfers. No lifeguards had called, so I figured no one had been hurt. Indeed, all three had done well and the boys were going to stay and practice - the presence of some lovely young ladies was a likely factor in that decision. Everyone wanted Candie to stay as well, and I said she could if she wanted, but she claimed to be exhausted. Back in our suite, she showered quickly and put on a white leotard with the sarong around it. I took her in my arms and kissed her as my hands roamed over her sleek young body. Her nipples hardened in response and strained noticeably against the fabric trying to conceal them. We headed out for lunch and the skin-tight fabric hugging her curves turned quite a few heads.

After lunch, we went to the adult shop I had located. She held my hand nervously as we entered; not sure what sort of sleazy establishment to expect. Upon entering, she saw that it was a well-lit, well-maintained store that simply sold lingerie and "marital aids". We were greeted by a woman who asked how she could help us and we told her that we were looking for condoms and lube. Finding suitable selections required hardly any time at all. I directed Candie toward the dildos, selected a lovely blue glass example, and whispered in her ear how I'd like to pleasure her with it. The dildo went into our basket. Next, we asked the clerk if they had intimate trimmers, she showed us what they had and Candie selected one. Finally, Candie wandered over to the huge selection of lingerie and told me to have a seat by the dressing room and wait.

Candie perused the selections, occasionally looking over and saying "no peeking!" Finally, the sales lady guided her into a dressing room and I was treated to an impromptu lingerie fashion show. We had all agreed that she didn't need any bras, so she tried on several babydolls, chemises, and bustiers. Everyone who entered the shop stayed to watch and pass judgment. In the end, we selected a sheer pink babydoll with matching thong, a royal blue silk chemise with harem pants, a red bustier with black accents, and skin-tight black leather pants. Back in her street clothes, the leotard and sarong also received broad approval by all in attendance. We made our purchases, thanked one and all, and departed.

Afternoon was now fading into evening. The boys had been back to the suite to shower and change for the evening and had left a note recommending that we not wait up for them.

Candie carried her purchases to "our" part of the suite and called out, "I think we should try the trimmer." I followed her in and found her lying naked on a towel on the bed with her legs spread wide. I unpacked the trimmer, set it to the second shortest setting, inserted the batteries, and went to work. The result was an even more beautiful pussy with a uniform quarter inch of soft fur. I proceeded to show her how to use the trimmer to neaten up the edges and better define the shape.

She headed for the shower; I dressed for the evening and waited for her on the patio. When she appeared again, she was stunning in the bustier, leather pants, and boots. I was sure she'd attract attention wherever went. We headed for the Gaslamp Quarter. Dick's Last Resort was still as I remembered it.

Then we played pool at the Billiards Palace. She got lots of attention from everyone in the place when she bent over to take a shot. I was so distracted from watching her tease and work the crowd that she beat me every game. Eventually, a drunk frat boy called her a tease and challenged her to a game of 9-ball, saying that if she lost she'd have to remove her bustier and let everyone see her tits. Seeing that he was drunk and unlikely to be able to shoot straight, she readily agreed and even offered him the break. As expected, he fouled on the break. She took over and ran the table in a matter of minutes. All the women cheered and Candie acknowledged them with a bow. Approaching the loser, she told him that his punishment was that he had to drop his pants and let everyone see his teeny tiny shriveled up little wiener. He began to get loud and was helped to the exit by the bouncers. His dishonorable ejection was hailed with catcalls.

Candie strutted back over to me, put her arms around my neck, and gave me a seriously passionate kiss. I grabbed her leather-clad ass and held her tight to me as my head nearly exploded with elation. "Let's get back to the resort and try out my other new stuff", she whispered as she broke the kiss.

Upon arriving back at the suite, she disappeared into the bedroom, but soon emerged in the babydoll outfit. Posing in the doorway, she beckoned with a finger and I obeyed immediately. The lights were dimmed, soft music played, and waiting on the bedside table were the dildo, the condoms, and the lube. I took her in my arms and we joined in a deep kiss. I cupped her ass in my hands and pulled her against me, I could feel the heat of her aroused pussy through my shorts. As I undressed, I watched her settle onto the bed with her legs spread wide. The tiny pink thong was pressed tight against her snatch and she was stroking the material teasingly. The gauzy material did little to conceal her tender lips surrounded by their halo of short hair.

I eased my way up the bed and delighted in the smell of her sex as I neared. She gasped slightly as I rubbed the tip of my nose along her slit. The material was moist with her juices and I quickly pulled it off her legs before diving right in to feast upon her most delicate flesh. I stuck my tongue as deep into her tunnel as I could to suck out the nectar then lapped up along her lips to suck on her clit. I sucked on her clit and flicked it rapidly with my tongue. I could hear her muttering, "oh yes, eat my pussy, suck my clit, make me come, I want to come all over your face so bad, I want you to know how good it feels to have your face buried in my pussy, eating me, sucking me." I didn't hear anything after that because her thighs had clamped my head like a vice, deafening me, but holding my mouth and tongue firmly against her sensitive pussy as she reached a tremendous orgasm. I held still as she writhed in ecstasy and road wave after wave of pure delight.

As she came down, she released my head and spread her thighs wide once again. I kissed her all over her beautiful little snatch and began stroking her dainty hair. She began to climb toward another orgasm as I worked a finger into her vagina and massaged her G spot. Soon it was two fingers and I was flicking her clit with my tongue once again. A tap on my shoulder with the dildo was all she required to let me know what she wanted next.

I lubed the head of the sleek glass wand with the juices on my fingers and began easing its length into her pussy. We watched together as the nubbly surface disappeared slowly inside her tight young passage inch by inch as I worked it in and out as gently as I could. With the toy fully embedded in her vagina, she reached down to experiment with easing it in and out, seeing her lips stretch as they clung to it and tried to keep it inside. I began to stroke her clit once again as she continued to fuck herself with the toy.

With my free hand I began to massage her anus. The pussy juice running down had made it slick and I eased a finger gently inside. I stroked my finger in her ass in counterpoint to the fucking she was giving herself with the dildo and soon she held the toy as deep in her pussy as she could get it as she came loudly and hard. She flopped back on the bed to catch her breath as she continued to quake slightly from such an intense orgasm. When she had calmed down sufficiently, she handed me the lube and a condom with a twinkle in her eye.

I kissed her and suggested she get on her hands and knees. She wiggled her cute little ass back at me in invitation as I prepared to take the plunge. I poured a dollop of lube in my hand to lube my cock and more on her anus and began to sink slowly into her welcoming rear passage. After several minutes of working steadily in and out, to her vocal encouragement, my thighs met her ass and I was fully in. Caressing her ass, I allowed her a moment to become accustomed to having my cock where no man had gone before, then began a slow rhythmic stroking. I watched my cock sinking into her and knew that I wouldn't last very long. By now she was also playing with her clit and her vocalizations began to increase once again. "oh yes, fuck me, fuck my tight little asshole, I love being fucked in the ass, it feels so fucking good to have my ass stuffed full of your cock." She came with a shudder and I shot my load as her body slammed back against mine.

She flopped forward off my cock so I went to the bathroom to draw a bath. Once the tub was filled and bubbly, she joined me and we relaxed together by candlelight. I held and caressed her as she leaned back against my chest. I kissed her neck as I cupped her breasts and tweaked her nipples. Before long I had my hand between her legs playing with her pussy again. With me stroking her clit and her playing with her breasts, she achieved one last orgasm for the night; gentler, more intimate than the others.

We slept soundly that night, spooned together, but morning soon broke and she had another surfing lesson planned. After getting out of bed, she put on the new chemise outfit and went to start coffee. I joined her a few minutes later and enjoyed the view of the thin silk playing over her curves. We hadn't heard the boys get in, and they were still groggy at breakfast. Their only comment on Candie's outfit was, "nice pajamas". When breakfast was done, they trooped off to the beach.

I found enough chores to attend to around the suite to fill the morning, and then it was time to go see how the morning's surfing lessons had gone. Arriving on the beach a little early, I got to watch the students make a few runs. All seemed to be doing very well. When the class was over, the kids joined me and I congratulated them on their progress. The boys said they'd see us later and dashed back to some girls from the class. We didn't see them for the rest of the day.

I quipped, "I'm glad to see that they met some nice girls."

"So did I. Hold on a second", Candie replied excitedly.

Intrigued, I watched as she joined another young woman rinsing off in a shower nearby. Their greeting seemed friendly and Candie was soon helping the girl untangle her hair. Once they were rinsed, Candie led her new friend over to me by the hand and introduced her as Megan. Megan is a bit shorter than Candie, but similarly athletic. She was wearing a bright green beach volleyball outfit that hugged her curves well, but didn't seem able to properly contain her breasts. "Megan plays volleyball too. After lunch, we're going to crush some boys." At that, the girls shared an exuberant high-five. I invited Megan to join us for lunch, and we headed to the nearest burger bar for some carbs.

Over lunch, the girls described how they had met during surfing class when Megan's top had gotten pushed up, revealing her breasts, during a spectacular wipe-out and Candie had stepped up to help her readjust herself. "They're fabulous, dahling", was Candie's learned opinion.

"Why thank you, my dear", was Megan's response. The girls broke out in giggles, as if they'd known each other forever.

After lunch, the girls stalked the beach volleyball courts looking for opponents. The action was fast and furious, the sand and taunts flew every which way, and more often than not, the girls were victorious. It helped that the boys they played against were distracted by the girls' antics. It now appeared that Megan had intentionally worn a top that couldn't hold her breasts in properly; they popped out frequently, to the delight of the gathering crowd. Once the girls had had enough, they returned to the shower to rinse off the sand and sweat; each seemed to spend a little extra time wiping sand from the other's bottom.

I invited Megan to join us in our suite for a proper shower and she readily accepted. I got the shower warming up as the girls stripped each other out of their sandy, wet suits. The girls were soon soaping each other up and discovering each other's body as the water caressed them. They joined in a passionate kiss and lost themselves in each other. Their legs entwined, they found themselves rubbing their pussies along the other's slick thigh. Both lost themselves in bliss as they took pleasure from the other's body. Candie broke their kiss as she began to vocalize her desire, "oh yes, rub my pussy, make me come, your pussy feels so good, I want to make you come, I want to taste your pussy, I love the feel of your boobs pressed against mine." The lovers dissolved into a frantic frenzy of motion as they reached orgasm in each other's arms.

Candie kissed her new lover and got out so I could towel her off. Megan turned off the shower and stepped out so I could pamper her too. I could now see that Megan's breasts are larger than Candie's; indeed as fabulous as advertised and topped with fantastic nipples. Returning to the bedroom, I was greeted by the sight of the two naked young women entwined in passion on the bed. "I want to eat your pussy", Candie said gently.

"I want to eat yours", replied Megan with some trepidation. Candie took charge; straddling her friend's face and diving between her legs. As Candie slurped loudly on Megan's clit, I watched Megan tentatively snake her tongue out and lick the pussy in front of her. Candie moaned loudly in encouragement and soon Megan was sucking hard on her clit. The girls began pleasuring each other in earnest as I watched. I moved around to watch Candie eating pussy; she looked up at me with a big grin. I reached over to the bedside table for the dildo, lubed it up, and handed it to Candie. Megan gasped as she felt the intrusion of the glass phallus, but then moaned at the pleasure it provided as it filled her up. Candie worked the dildo in and out of Megan's pussy; watching the lips stretch and subside. Megan was nearing climax, so Candie returned to flicking her clit with her tongue. Megan came with a dildo filling her up and Candie sucking on her clit while I watched.

Candie dismounted, retrieved the dildo from her friend's pussy, and began rubbing her own slit with it. When Megan had recovered enough, she took over with the dildo and began fucking Candie with it. Candie settled back and enjoyed the sensation. Megan leaned forward and sucked Candie's nipples. I joined her and sucked one while she sucked the other. Megan continued to piston the dildo in and out of Candie and I began caressing her clit. With the two of us sucking on her nipples and stimulating her pussy, Candie reached orgasm quickly and then held us tight against her chest. Candie kissed Megan and then me and asked, "What do you think of Megan's body?"

"I like all of Megan a lot; she's very sexy. You sure know how to pick them."

"She has a landing strip. I like it; it's sexy. Should I have a landing strip?"

"If you'd like a landing strip; I'd like to watch Megan shave you."

Turning excitedly to Megan, Candie said, "Oooh yes. Megan, would you please give me a landing strip just like yours?"

Of course Megan quickly agreed and soon Megan had the trimmer adjusted to its shortest setting. Candie lay on a towel on the bed with her legs spread wide and watched as her new friend removed much if the remaining hair on her vulva, leaving just a narrow strip pointing the way to her clit. When she was done, Megan examined her handiwork, caressing the remaining hair gently. Candie did likewise and thanked Megan. Megan then led Candie to the shower to finish up the job with a razor.

The girls freshened up together in the shower and were getting ready for the evening when I heard the boys get in and head off to their own shower. The boys finished quickly and came out dressed. They were just telling me about their day when the girls joined us. The boys hardly recognized Candie and Megan who were dressed in short summery dresses that hugged their curves up top and billowed around their thighs down below. "Wow! You can surf all morning, play volleyball all afternoon, and look like that in the evening?! We picked up the wrong girls." They hung their heads in mock dejection for a moment, but then said, "Seriously, you guys look great, but we do have some pretty awesome dates waiting for us, so we'll bid you adieu and be on our way, ladies". They made a show of kissing the ladies' hands and were out the door.

Running her hands over her breasts and down her body, Candie announced, "God, I feel so fucking sexy. I want to do something wild tonight."

Megan grabbed Candie's ass and suggested, "How about a strip club? Is that wild enough for you?"

"Oh my God, yes. Let's do that!" Candie responded excitedly and gave Megan another quick kiss. All through dinner, Candie could barely contain her excitement as Megan told her all about the club she where worked when she needed to make a quick buck.

After arriving at the club, Megan was greeted warmly by many of the girls and she introduced Candie. Each of the girls gave Candie a hug and squeezed her ass. Candie seemed overwhelmed by the attention, but soon we were left to watch the girls on stage. I had a hot young woman on each side and seemed to be the envy of the other patrons. Candie was stroking my leg and whispering sexy things in my ear as she watched the dancers. One girl seemed to really interest her, so I gave her some money to go tip her. Megan urged her on, and she made her way to the stage. The dancer pulled Candie against her crotch with her legs, pressed her breasts against Candie's breasts, and gave her a kiss before accepting the tip. Candie was noticeably flustered as she returned to her seat beside me. When Candie's new friend got offstage, she came right over to invite us to the VIP room. Candie jumped right up, and Megan and I followed as the two walked off hand-in-hand.

Megan introduced the new girl as Jasmine, one of her very best friends at the club. Jasmine guided Candie to a couch as Megan and I found a nearby seat to watch. Jasmine kissed Candie again and began to caress her thighs. She eased the straps of her nightie off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Candie bit her lip and watched intently as Jasmine pulled aside her G-string and slid a finger along her slit. After removing the tiny garment, Jasmine straddled Candie's lap and held it to her nose. Candie inhaled Jasmine's musky scent deeply and nearly swooned with the intense eroticism of the moment. Jasmine then pulled down the straps of Candie's dress and lowered the bodice to reveal her breasts.

From our vantage point a few feet away, Megan and I watched as Jasmine gently sucked first one and then the other of Candie's wonderful nipples. By now I had freed Megan's breasts for my own enjoyment and I circled the nipple of one with the tip of my tongue to bring it to full attention while I weighed her other breast in my hand. I felt Megan reach over and free my cock. She then knelt between my legs and began giving me an enthusiastic blow job.

I glanced over to the other couch to see that Jasmine now had her head buried in Candie's pussy and was lapping away in obvious enjoyment. Candie had her knees pulled up to her ears, her head tilted back, and her eyes closed, as she spurred her new lover on. "Oh yes, suck my clit, lick my pussy, stick your tongue deep in my juicy hole. I love the feel of your lips and tongue on my pussy, licking me, sucking me, making me come all over your pretty face." She held Jasmine's head tight against her as a powerful orgasm wracked her body.

The sight of my young lover coming as the naked stripper slurped up her sweet juices brought forth my own geyser which Megan eagerly swallowed. As Megan greedily licked up a few stray drops I watched Jasmine give Candie one last pussy-flavored kiss, then headed off to get cleaned up for her next turn on stage. We stayed a little longer, but soon Candie caressed my cock through my pants and whispered that we ought to take Megan home.

As soon as we stepped into Megan's house, both girls let their dresses fall to the floor. Megan led Candie out to the patio by the hand and I followed as their two young asses beckoned. The girls slipped into the hot tub and resumed kissing and touching each other all over. I eased in behind our hostess and began caressing her athletic young body, exhilarating at the feel of her smooth skin and the taut muscles of her arms and legs. She pressed her ass back against my hard cock in invitation and soon was I buried to the hilt in her pussy as she sucked Candie's nipples and fingered her pussy. Megan and I worked up a good rhythm as Candie and I held eye contact. Watching Candie being pleasured by Megan as I fucked her, the memory of Megan's tongue sliding along my cock, and the image of Candie coming all over Jasmine's face soon brought my orgasm and I pumped my seed deep into Megan's pussy as she cried out her own climax and was joined by Candie. I slipped out of Megan and the girls resumed kissing while I watched.

After the three of us took a quick rinse in the outdoor shower, Candie and I returned to our resort. The boys were apparently fast asleep so I slipped Candie's dress off her once again and directed her to our bed. I joined her there and finally got my own turn to suck her nipples and play with her pussy. Before long, she pushed me onto my back and mounted my cock aggressively. She sank down slowly, teasingly, until she had all of my length buried inside her tight young channel. I held her breasts and tweaked her nipples as we recounted the events of the evening. She leaned down so we could kiss as she pumped her pussy up and down on my cock. Under her attentions, my orgasm boiled up and I came as her climax caused her muscles to clench me tight. I continued to stroke her as she sagged forward on my chest in exhaustion.

All too soon, it was time to leave. After arriving back home, the kids retold stories of killer waves, flying volleyballs, and incredible acts of athleticism. After some time, my wife was finally able to get our kid to start unpacking and getting cleaned up. The other kids went off to their own homes to do the same. Eventually our son headed out to a friend's house to begin the retelling once more, and my wife and I were left alone for a light dinner on the patio. It being a nice evening, we were nude as we sipped wine and watched the stars come out. My wife started as we heard the garden gate open and saw Candie step into the yard. My wife started to cover up, but Candie assured her that there was no need. "In fact I'll join you", she said and let her dress fall to the grass as she approached.

I handed Candie a glass of wine and she settled into a chair across from us, ensuring that she was fully visible to my wife. My wife gave her a good looking over and I could tell that she liked what she saw. After some small talk and a bottle of wine, my wife suggested we go inside. She led Candie to our bedroom and I joined them a few minutes later.

When I entered the bedroom, I was greeted with the sight of my wife and our young friend kissing passionately and caressing each other's soft curves. I took a seat nearby to watch them discover each other. Candie told about how I had helped her to discover her sexuality and gave her so much pleasure. My wife asked whether or not there was anything I had left out and Candie couldn't think of anything. My wife looked over at me. I reached into her special drawer and handed her her strap-on equipment. Candie's eyes opened wide as she watched my wife select a dildo and put on the harness. Candie stroked the phallus and guided it to her pussy eagerly and soon she was stuffed with the toy as my darling wife thrust into her. I couldn't just watch so I got on the bed so Candie could take my cock in her mouth. As Candie licked and sucked me I caressed her breasts, then I stroked her clit and soon she was having a most wonderful orgasm.

The women kissed some more, then my wife showed Candie how to wear the strap-on. Candie was a little awkward with the dildo at first, but my wife is a good teacher and soon was fucking my beautiful wife with the dildo that had just been used on her. Candie and I quickly brought my wife to orgasm and the three of us collapsed in a heap on our bed. The women kissed a little more and Candie continued to relate stories of our sex-filled hedonistic week together.

Candie slipped back home, but returned often through the remainder of the summer. Many times it was just the three of us, but other times we had other couples over. Candie was always a big hit, and seemed eager to try everything.

Candie opted to go to college in San Diego, moved in with Megan, and the two of them still stalk the beach volleyball courts looking for boys to crush.

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