Chapter One

If you asked any early guys, they'd tell you she was cute, but nothing extra. They'd probably say she was too diminished, too skinny or too many lentigo. Those early guy might point to the plethora of other women around the water commons. The MILFs, the huge breast and the surrounding cleavage that was on presentation for the world to see. Those other guys wouldn't give her a 2d glance. Those other guy wire would rather drop their meter hooting and hollering at a bevy of former women.

Those other guy rope are idiots.

As I watched her climb the step in front line of me I felt as if meter had been put on hold just for me just to view her tight behind rock just for that moment. Swish-swash. Swish-swash. I wonder if she knew that I was watching ?

A kid bumped into me as he ran by, snapping me out of my oneirism. He followed the object of my tending up the metallic element steps and was speaking to her. I picked up a double tube and began to watch the duet, getting in line for the succeeding ride.

The hot Carolinas sun was beating down on my berm, I could palpate the heating on my foreland as I climbed each set of steps to stand in line of merchandise for the"epic poem"lantern slide. I stood just a few feet from her and the kid that had bumped into me. I was grateful for the mirror flyer sunglasses I was wearing. My oculus took in her soft curves, her lightly freckled facial expression and overly long, flawless legs. She was a vision. She had long brown hair and a cute mouth with with child, wide lips.

I suppose I had experienced lust-at-first-sight before. Maybe. Although I couldn't recall anything quite so intense. Is that what this was ? She was … stunning. Gorgeous. An backer. For a moment every silly making love call, every amatory poem made consummate horse sense to me. I hoped I wasn't staring or being creepy. I was trying to soak in every morsel of beauty out of the corner of my eyes.

"But I'm thirsty !"The boy next to her whined.

"Well I don't know what to tell you. We spent the last of the money on that unintelligent Spongebob ride."She turned away and was suddenly face to side with me. She was up two footmark higher, which put her squarely at my elevation. Just as quickly she turned back around.

At that moment I became entirely too conscious of my hands and my posture. I leaned my 6"1 frame against the railing, hoping that I looked cool, but felt anything but. I ran my fingers through my wavy brown hair, hoping I didn't face as dumb as I felt in that moment.

I wasn't sure if they were brother or Sister or if she was his aunt or some early connection. This lovely visual modality was wearing overly large sunglass that hid her eyes and about half her face, which made it hard for me to determine just how old she was. Her peel was very white and was almost glowing in the burnished sun. Her two piece bikini was Navy blue with white polka dots and was about a size too belittled for her ( b cup ? ) knocker. They looked prominent on her petite frame. The boy next to her looked to be about 9 or 10.

"There's a water natural spring over there by the restrooms."I wondered who said that before I realized it was me, and I was pointing in the general counsel of what I was talking about. My phonation had only cracked a trivial. Why was I queasy ? She's just a girl like any other, right ?

The kid just rolled his eye a bit and said something about it being warm piddle. The girl looked at me and I could have sworn I saw her head motility as if she were looking me up and down. She gave a soft grin and a thank you. I smiled in return, grateful for near day-to-day workout and hefty eating that gave me a solid stomach.

I wasn't surely what I was expecting, but she seemed demure, graceful and maybe even shy. She continued to stare at me with a bemused smile. I made a stupid remark about the foresighted line.

She lifted her capitulum a bit as if she was about to say something and changed her intellect. I was fixated on her full-of-the-moon lips. They were slightly exposed and glistening. She looked like one of the movies stars that I could never commemorate her name. I was smitten.

She turned away again and before the present moment was lost I finally found my articulation again."I'm Jim."My epithet isn't Jim. No one calls me Jim. I don't know why I said that. My in-between epithet is St. James the Apostle, so I figured that was close enough ? What was wrong with me ? Why was I acting like this ?

"Ronnie. This is my chum Alex."She gestured to the boy, who was now sitting on the stair, waiting for the phone line to move, his duple tube propped against the railing.

We made some minuscule talk of the town for a few minutes. I finally eased up around her and made her gag a few times. Every time she did I grinned like an cretin. I stared at her lips again. When she smiled, she grinned broadly, baring all of her teeth. Is it possible she had too many teeth ?

We talked about the long line, the hotness, the former ride in the piss park and she lived about 20 minutes away in the same city as me. Alex was lightening up as well. He stopped whining about having something to drink and seemed tidal bore to talk about all the drive they had been on today.

Ronnie obviously took some pride in her younger brother and spoke highly of his faculty member achievements and their close relationship. I thought that was nice and indicatory of a healthy sib human relationship … very unlike my own tumultuous relationship with my sister.

We finally got to the top and I found myself liking Ronnie even More than before when I was simply lusting for her. She was afters, shady, mature. She seemed to like talking to me too, but still hadn't taken off her dark glasses. Very Jackie O.

"Oops. Sorry. Must be this tall to ride."The co-occurrence at the top stopped Alex.

Ronnie spoke up."No, He's riding with me."

"No, he's got to ride with with person over this height."He waved his measuring marijuana cigarette, Ronnie was a bit unforesightful for that. Her legs seemed long and out of symmetry with her trunk, but she wasn't quite five feet.

"I'll ride with him."I spoke.

The attendee shook his head."But she's not tall enough to ride alone."

It went back and forth like that for a few minute as Ronnie and I took turns trying to convince him to just let us go. Maybe we should have let the people behind us go ahead, but I was trying to pressure him to just let us go.

I asked if all three of us could go in one double thermionic vacuum tube and he finally caved in. Alex squealed and quickly jumped in the front of the tube and I sat in the back. Ronnie stood over me and grinned. I melted at her grinning and then my mettle stopped for a moment as I realized what she was about to do. I had incorrectly assumed she and Alex would sit on the front.

Facing the entrance to the slide she put a foot on each side of the metro and then slowly lowered herself onto my lap. Maybe she even did it seductively ? I wasn't sure, but my fancy about this girlfriend were getting out of control. She sat right on my crotch and I had nowhere to go. It was at once extremely hot and extremely awkward. A virtual stranger on my lap ? I loved this.

Ronnie leaned back, and softly whispered a thank you in my ear as we began to thrust off. Her breathing space was light and gave me goosebumps all along my arm. I immediately felt myself begin to get tough and I knew the cool urine wasn't going to keep on it down. Ronnie pushed her cute little behind into my groin again as she tried to help shove us off. I bit my lip to keep from groaning. Alex was already squealing as we finally entered into the darken tunnel.

We started zooming down, banking the curves and all three of us were screaming. This epic slide was faster than you would recall was safe. We must ingest been going 50 statute mile an hour and it felt like a hundred. I released my grip on the hold and moved my hired hand to Ronnie's waistline, slightly pushing her butt into me and onto my now fully hard dick. She let out a hanker"ahhh"that could have been sexual, or was my vision running completely raging ?

Just before the visible radiation at the end of the tunnel, we took a voiceless bank and all three of us spilled out of the tube and then out of the sliding board. We were in the syndicate at the end before we even knew what happened.

I came up for air with the two of them and saw them beaming. Alex was going on about how"freak awful"it was and Ronnie was now dripping wet with a big grin plastered on her fount. She was so unbelievably aphrodisiac, standing there in the water with her wet hair dripping down. Her methamphetamine hydrochloride had fallen off and I spotted them in the merchant ship of the consortium. I picked them up and handed them to her, but not before getting a just looking at her.

She may have been a bit younger than I thought. If I had to pretend, with the dark glasses on I had her pegged at maybe 22. Now that I could see her eyes, I was thinking quite a bit younger. 18 ? Maybe ? But what gorgeous eyes. They almost seemed too big, as if she was a Japanese hentai character.

We got out of the pool together and the two of them seemed to be waiting on me to put the metro away. When I got back they were still amped up.

"Come on, let's go find oneself a H2O fountain."Ronnie said, but made no motility to leave.

Against every best judgement I had in my brain, I said"You know what ? I'll buy us some rooted lemonades."I started to walk away and kind of noticed out the corner of my eye that the child were having some variety of whispered argument."Is that alright ?"I asked.

"Um … yeah."Ronnie grabbed Alex's hand and skipped over to me. She stood in strawman of me, stopping me from continuing to the drinks vendor. Her sunglasses were up on her head now and she was staring me in the eye. I was a bit faze and then I realized I was still wearing my sunglasses. What was she doing ? Was she was looking into my soul ?

She seemed satisfied and then with her free hand, grabbed mine and dragged Alex and I to the ICEE base. I ordered our deglutition and paid with the wad of Johnny Cash I had in my zippered washup suit. I was grateful I remembered to pick up some extra before coming here because I had nearly forgotten how expensive the amusement parkland could be.

We sat on a bench in the tone and as we finished up our drinks, they were still kind of milling about. They were having some kind of whispered debate and the Ronnie came closer.

"Alex is going to go do his thing and I thought we could go to the wave pool ? He'll meet us there in a piece when he's done."I thought Alex might be too young to be by himself, but really, what could possibly happen to him here ? What with security everywhere. And Ronnie … Ronnie had one hundred pct of my attention. She was … perfective tense. Trouble, yes. But perfect.

"Yeah … yeah, that sounds good."I replied and Alex took off while Ronnie and I started the walking to the pool. I was getting butterfly in my stomach. I couldn't possibly be misreading this berth, but I wonder what she was thinking ? Did she like older guy cable ?

Not that I knew how old she was. But at 28, I was a good 85 % sure I was out of her immediate age group.

When we got close to the wave pool, Ronnie grabbed my hand and started pulling me with her. mass glanced up as we cut our way through the crew. My eyes were straight on her precious footling bubble butt and I wanted to attain out and catch it. When we were about halfway in the pool she had to start doggy paddling and I was still walking. She kept swimming deeper and deeper into the water.

A big part of me knew this was a Brobdingnagian misapprehension. I should bequeath before anything happened. But what would happen ? I barely know this young woman, and I'm sure things wouldn't get out of hired man as long as we stayed in public.

At about 5 feet, I was still standing and she turned around, smiled and wrapped her wiry legs around my waistline so I could save her afloat. They felt so smooth on my skin and I gripped her depress back before I started to dabble with Ronnie locked onto me. She started squealing as I struggled to get the cycle of the undulation that were crashing into us. After a few moments I had it timed so I was pushing off the seat of the pool in time and keeping our promontory above water.

Ronnie was loving this. She was laughing and smiling as her arms wrapped around my neck. She was lovely as she looked around waiting for the next wave to hit and then shrieking. The alarm sounded and the waves quickly started to sink. That's when Ronnie looked at me and kissed me quickly on the lips.

It happened so fast I was stunned. This was my instant to walk away from this post and this gorgeous little girl. Everything in my head was screaming that this was a mistake I needed to fix immediately.

She looked at me and bit the box of her full, pleasant-tasting lip, but watching my reaction out of the street corner of her eye.

"I'm sor --"She started to say before I pushed my lips against hers and felt her belittled rima oris open up. Our glossa intertwined for a present moment before I broke it off to look at the the great unwashed around us. God only knows what they, or the lifeguard thought. But no one seemed to be noticing. A lot of them were flocking out of the pool now that the wave died.

She was looking at my rim. She wanted to buss me again. She wanted more.

Oh my god there was no way this was going to end well. I'm not this type of someone. I'm a better man than this, I told myself as I crushed my lip onto hers.

Now that the moving ridge ended, she settled her articulatio coxae to a more comfy location -- namely right on top of my raging hard on. I groaned a bit and gently tried to push her away.

"We can't …"I said, breaking the kiss."All these people."

She didn't say anything and moved in closer for another osculation. I obliged.

What would the lifeguards think, seeing a late-twenties guy with a young woman making out in public ? Surely there were rules about PDA in a family unit ballpark. Surely they'll whistle at us and tell us to knock it off.

I moved us closer to the wall of the pool, trying to abide out of the seam of raft of the lifeguards and keeping my lips locked on Ronnie's. I gently nibbled on her lower lip and she gasped.

I couldn't help myself. My hands were all over her torso, feeling every muscle of her tight supple body. We didn't break our kiss. Her hips were grinding on me, on my hard cock. With every motion, with every kiss it became harder to stop her until I just … couldn't. I knew I couldn't. As much as I knew what a mistake this was, I also knew I had no restraint over myself. It wasn't just lust or my out of restraint libido. It was her.

I didn't upkeep who saw or what they thought. There was just me and her in this sea of urine. This was … bliss.

Ronnie was an fantabulous kisser, but I could notice some inexperienced and some wavering on her region. Like she didn't know what she was supposed to do next. But her branch finally unwrapped themselves from my neck and she very slowly moved her handwriting along my chest and moving lower and lower.

This was going way too far in way too public a place.

But what could I do ? At the same time I was thinking this was the hottest thing ever.

I felt her tug at the train around my shorts and she very quickly reached in and started grabbing my stiff slit. She somewhat violently tugged at it and I winced. I gripped her wrist and was about to correct her when the consternation sounded and scared the bejesus out of me. The wafture were about to start again.

Ronnie gave me an awesome grinning, her eyes were locked with mine in a gaze I never wanted to wear. She turned around so her binding was against my chest of drawers and I was holding her around the waist. I kept my human knee bent a bit so she had a bit of a bottom as the waves started up and I started pushing us off the storey of the pool again. Her hands reached behind her as she tried to retain herself unchanging by pressing my back to her.

Near the back of the syndicate there was one area that didn't have the Saami sized waves as the rest of the pond. It was a bit more sequester, but there was still XII of multitude around screaming and laughing.

"Do you want me to incite us into the waving ?"I whispered in her ear. She shook her head teacher no, her wet hair splashing me and pushed her butt into my shaft a bit more. I put my endorse hand around her waist and kissed her ear, as we fell into the rhythm of the moving ridge again. Up and down, up and down. My hardon loved the gentle apparent movement and Ronnie's crotch pressing down on it every time I pushed from the bottom of the pool.

As we were submerged, I reached my paw up and grabbed a handful of her perfective tense titty. Very unwavering, and I could finger her very hard pap. She moaned and leaned her nous back into my articulatio humeri and I kissed her neck, letting my lingua closet into her making her squirm.

I needed this girl. Nothing was going to stop me.

My right manus slipped take down across her belly and into her bikini arse. I stopped for a quick moment just to see if she would stop me but her eyes were closed like she was taking a nap as we bobbed along in the water.

Up and down, up and down.

I pressed my finger into her puss lips. Brushing up against her button as I felt the smallest, tightest pussy in my life. The heating plant and slickness of it wasn't lost in the cool pond water. I moaned into her ear. This was too lots. She was so wet and quick for this.

To the bystander, it might have looked like my kid sister or niece was simply enjoying the undulation. But underneath the water my workforce were feeling everything. I slipped my left handwriting under her bikini top and was playing with her foresightful and tough teat. With my right I was slowly fingering her and pushing my middle finger's breadth deeper into her. My prick was grinding into her covered butt.

The buzzer sounded again and the Wave stopped. People streamed out of the trench end again and left us bobbing peacefully in the water.

"Are you okay ?"I asked, with my finger going into her up to the second metacarpophalangeal joint. She moaned blissfully.

I closed my eyes and leaned my forefront back against the pool wall. I moved my script out of her top, but kept gently fingering her.

The transactions passed and I opened my eyes every now and again and the lifeguards were paying us no mind. I would kiss her on the cheek, or the ear or the neck opening and kept pumping my finger's breadth into her.

My idea was racing all over the post. I needed to be intimate this girl. I was about to explode as it is and I couldn't think of anywhere in the park to go.

Without opening her optic her right paw reached between us and she went back into my shorts. She was trying to pull them down. I stopped her and told her to wait until the waves started again.

So she very slowly stroked me, better this time, more than entitle. She was rubbing her minuscule hired man around the tip, feeling me and grazing her fingertips on my shaft.

The buzzer sounded again and she wasted no time in getting my drawers down a bit. I could feel my cock spring innocent and kept my trunks around my second joint. I didn't want to miss them in the pond or pull them down too far.

She seemed to sustain woken up from her reverie and turned around to face me again. My finger slipped out of her. We kissed. I pulled her closer to me I wanted her. I needed her. I'm not certain I ever felt so passionate ever before in my life.

My cock was pushing against her bikini backside, bumping up on her clit. We bobbed in the water, up and down, up and down. It was killing me not to be at bottom her.

I pulled her tighter and moved my hand underneath to move her bathing wooing out of the way. I left her butt on her understructure and wrapped it around her ankle a few time. When I was satisfied she wouldn't lose them in the water system, I turned my attention back to her. She was still straddling my waist and my shaft instinctively pushed against her warm initiative. She stopped kissing me and moving. She had a very dangerous flavour of fear on her face.

Did she want to intercept ? I almost couldn't care less. This needed to happen.

"... okeh ?"I asked, pleading with my eyes.

I started to push into her.

"Just … go slow."She gently whimpered as I slowly pushed the principal of my peter into her. I didn't think my member would even fit in such a tight kitty-cat. She dug her nails into my back and I had her wrapped up and as close to me as she could be. The heating eminating from her was amazing.

I began pistoning into her. Just the head at start and as her warmly juice began to course even more. A few More strokes and I was all the way in her. I had never felt anything so pixilated and warm and beautiful on my pecker before. I kissed her as we bobbed in the water up and down up and down.

She stopped her smiling manner and was looking at me with accomplished seriousness. Every time I pushed into her all the way she let out a grunt. Her eyes were piercing into me again, begging me to stay on. I was in her. I was fucking her. I was going to cum inside her. She was so tight, so wet, so beautiful and perfect.

I almost didn't have any control. My orgasm came up on me so quickly. I just started spurting in her. I thrust as deep as I could as I flooded her with every ounce I had. Was she on birth restraint ? I didn't care. She didn't even experience my name.

As I started going limp inside her, I felt like a peter. Was that even enjoyable ? I go a moment. Maybe two. In the post-orgasm clarity the world of what just happened came flooding to me. I took my tool out of her and pulled my shorts up. I looked around at all the multitude around me. I thought I saw some old guy looking at me with a look of disgust. I looked away. What the ass was I thinking ? !

I had trouble meeting Ronnie's gaze and when I did she looked at me with a blank stare. This was so ill at ease now.

"I've … I got to get going."She was still so gorgeous and pure. I kissed her. She barely kissed back and didn't say anything. I didn't know what to do with myself.

I started swimming away between the chemical group of people. My brain reeling. She was 18 right ? She had to be. But I didn't ask. I didn't want to know, did I ? What was this darkness that engulfed me so suddenly ? I wondered if the law would be waiting for me as I left the pool. Did the lifeguards know ? God what just happened was so hot, so surreal.

I pushed my way out of the pocket billiards, hightailing it around the street corner so I could get my intellection together. Was she following me ? I didn't think so. Plus it was so crowd I didn't think she'd be able to happen me effectively.

I stopped at the restroom, going inside to collect my thought. As I walked in, I noticed a red grime on my shortstop.

Blood ?

She was a virgin.

Oh my god. I felt like scum. I felt like complete scum. No one deserves to mislay their virginity that way. With somebody they didn't even know. I pulled off some report towels and began furiously rubbing the stain. Was it that noticeable ? hoi polloi were looking at me strangely as they filed in and out of the bathroom.

"ICEE."I shrugged and grinned.

I needed new shorts. I wanted out of this reminder of what just happened. Of how animalistic I was towards a fucking virgin.

Luckily there was a surf shop that sold all your water park needs at the entering of the water park. I made my way over as quickly as I could, looking over my shoulder every now and again for Ronnie, Alex or security.

I picked out the first trunks I saw and walked over to the register with them. I opened my zip up pocket on my bathing courtship and reached in to sense … nothing.

No cash. No drivers licence. No cards.

Did Ronnie somehow … ?

I threw the bathing suit down and ran out of the store. I was frantic. I was wilderness. My mind was moving a million naut mi a minute.

I stopped to becalm myself. To get my breathing back under control. It's okey. It wasn't the money. A couple hundred dollar billhook, a couple twenties. Maybe $ 500 in all. So what ? It didn't subject, I told myself.

But I had to get out of here.

I walked over to the rented cabanas, which sat next to a quiet pocket billiards for those who desired a more relax metre in the sun. My gorgeous, wonderful fiancée Isabella was laying out, being entertained by half a dozen guys who were trying to imprint her, no doubt. This was fairly distinctive scene for me any metre I left her alone.

I came up and kissed her on the lips and she introduced me to her new guy friends. As usual they shook my deal, hung around for a arcminute and then walked away. We talked about the lantern slide and I told her the lines were tenacious and I had walked around for a bit.

"We should get going baby."I told her. I was still scared of the police, security and possibly seeing Ronnie or Alex again. My substance was pounding.

We packed up and as we were walking in the parking lot my lovely fiancee pointed out the stock brand on my shorts.

"Oh … the guy who went before me on the sloping trough cut himself on one of the stud. That glide is really dangerous !"I said as we got into the car and cranked up the air conditioning.

"Oh, God I needed that."Isabella the Catholic remarked referring to our day together before resuming our workplace week. She was rubbing her shoulders and checking out her tan in the dresser mirror."I'm so glad we decided to do this, love Dick."

"Me too, Sugar Tits. Me too."


When we finally got on the main road dwelling I finally allowed myself a suspiration of succour and a smiling .