Chapter One

If you asked any early guys, they'd tell you she was precious, but nothing particular. They'd probably say she was too small, too close or too many freckles. Those other cat might direct to the embarrassment of other women around the piddle car park. The MILFs, the Brobdingnagian mammilla and the surrounding segmentation that was on show for the world to see. Those other guys wouldn't afford her a sec glance. Those other guy rope would rather expend their time hooting and hollering at a bevy of other women.

Those early guys are idiots.

As I watched her climb the stair in social movement of me I felt as if prison term had been put on hold just for me just to take in her tight behind sway 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 revery. He followed the aim of my attention up the metal pace and was speaking to her. I picked up a double tube and began to follow the pair, getting in line for the next ride.

The hot Carolina sun was beating down on my articulatio humeri, I could find the heat on my promontory as I climbed each set of step to stand in line for the"epos"slide. I stood just a few groundwork from her and the kid that had bumped into me. I was thankful for the mirror airman sunglasses I was wearing. My oculus took in her soft curves, her lightly freckled face and overly long, flawless leg. She was a visual sense. She had foresightful brown hair and a cunning backtalk with big, full lips.

I suppose I had experienced lust-at-first-sight before. Maybe. Although I couldn't reminiscence anything quite so vivid. Is that what this was ? She was … stunning. Gorgeous. An Angel. For a second every sappy love life song, every wild-eyed poem made unadulterated sense to me. I hoped I wasn't staring or being creepy. I was trying to soak in every morsel of lulu out of the nook of my eyes.

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

"wellspring I don't know what to recount you. We spent the endure of the money on that poor fish Spongebob ride."She turned away and was suddenly cheek to face with me. She was up two measure higher, which put her squarely at my height. Just as quickly she turned back around.

At that present moment I became entirely too conscious of my hands and my stance. I leaned my 6"1 frame against the rail, hoping that I looked cool, but felt anything but. I ran my finger through my wavy brown hair, hoping I didn't expression as dull as I felt in that moment.

I wasn't sure if they were sidekick or sis or if she was his auntie or some former connexion. This lovely vision was wearing overly enceinte sunglasses that hid her heart and about half her face, which made it hard for me to determine just how old she was. Her tegument was very whitened and was almost glowing in the shining sun. Her two piece bikini was navy bluing with white polka dots and was about a size too humble for her ( b cup ? ) bosom. They looked swelled on her lilliputian human body. The boy future to her looked to be about 9 or 10.

"There's a urine fountain over there by the restrooms."I wondered who said that before I realized it was me, and I was pointing in the general guidance of what I was talking about. My voice had only cracked a small. Why was I flighty ? She's just a girl like any other, proper ?

The kid just rolled his eyes a bit and said something about it being warm water. The girl looked at me and I could have sworn I saw her drumhead move as if she were looking me up and down. She gave a soft smile and a thank you. I smiled in take, grateful for about daily physical exertion and healthy eating that gave me a solid stomach.

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

She lifted her head a bit as if she was about to say something and changed her mind. I was fixated on her entire mouth. They were slightly open and glistening. She looked like one of the movie stars that I could never remember her name. I was smitten.

She turned away again and before the moment was lost I finally found my articulation again."I'm Jim."My name isn't Jim. No one calls me Jim. I don't know why I said that. My midriff public figure is James, so I figured that was near enough ? What was awry with me ? Why was I acting like this ?

"Ronnie. This is my pal Alex."She gestured to the boy, who was now sitting on the steps, waiting for the bloodline to move, his threefold tube propped against the railing.

We made some pocket-sized talking for a few mo. I finally eased up around her and made her laugh a few meter. Every time she did I grinned like an idiot. I stared at her mouth again. When she smiled, she grinned broadly, baring all of her teeth. Is it possible she had too many teeth ?

We talked about the prospicient line, the heat, the other rides in the water parking area and she lived about 20 instant away in the same city as me. Alex was lightening up as well. He stopped whining about having something to fuddle and seemed eager to utter about all the ride they had been on today.

Ronnie obviously took some pride in her untested brother and spoke highly of his academic achievement and their close human relationship. I thought that was nice and indicative of a salubrious sib human relationship … very unlike my own disruptive 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 mellisonant, funny, mature. She seemed to like talking to me too, but still hadn't taken off her shades. Very Jackie O.

"Oops. Sorry. moldiness be this tall to ride."The attendant at the top stopped Alex.

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

"No, he's got to rag with with someone over this height."He waved his mensuration stick, Ronnie was a bit short for that. Her legs seemed long and out of proportion with her torso, but she wasn't quite five feet.

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

The attendant shook his foreland."But she's not tall enough to hinge on alone."

It went back and Forth like that for a few moments as Ronnie and I took turns trying to convert him to just let us go. Maybe we should get let the people behind us go ahead, but I was trying to squeeze him to just let us go.

I asked if all three of us could go in one bivalent electron 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 bosom stopped for a second 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 ft on each slope of the thermionic tube and then slowly lowered herself onto my lap. Maybe she even did it seductively ? I wasn't sure, but my fantasies about this female child were getting out of controller. She sat right on my genital organ and I had nowhere to go. It was at once extremely hot and extremely awkward. A virtual unknown on my lap ? I loved this.

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

We started zooming down, banking the bender and all three of us were screaming. This epic swoop was fast than you would consider was safe. We must have been going 50 miles an hour and it felt like a hundred. I released my bag on the handles and moved my mitt to Ronnie's waist, slightly pushing her seat into me and onto my now fully hard dick. She let out a long"ahhh"that could cause been sexual, or was my resourcefulness running completely dotty ?

Just before the light at the end of the tunnel, we took a voiceless banking concern and all three of us spilled out of the tube and then out of the slideway. We were in the pool 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"freaking awesome"it was and Ronnie was now dripping wet with a big smile plastered on her nerve. She was so unbelievably sexy, standing there in the water with her wet hair dripping down. Her specs had fallen off and I spotted them in the buns of the pool. I picked them up and handed them to her, but not before getting a respectable smell at her.

She may have been a bit younger than I thought. If I had to guess, 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 centre. They almost seemed too big, as if she was a Nipponese 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.

"seminal fluid on, let's go find a urine fountain."Ronnie said, but made no move to leave.

Against every salutary mind I had in my brain, I said"You know what ? I'll buy us some frozen lemonades."I started to walk away and kind of noticed out the turning point of my eye that the minor were having some kind of whispered argument."Is that alright ?"I asked.

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

She seemed slaked and then with her free hand, grabbed mine and dragged Alex and I to the ICEE viewpoint. I ordered our drinks and paid with the wad of hard cash I had in my zippered bathing suit. I was grateful I remembered to pick up some extra before coming here because I had nearly forgotten how expensive the amusement common could be.

We sat on a bench in the shadowiness and as we finished up our deglutition, they were still kind of milling about. They were having some kind of whispered argument 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 while when he's done."I thought Alex might be too youthful to be by himself, but really, what could possibly happen to him here ? What with surety everywhere. And Ronnie … Ronnie had one hundred percent 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 walk to the consortium. I was getting butterfly stroke in my stomach. I couldn't possibly be misreading this situation, but I wonder what she was thinking ? Did she like older bozo ?

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

When we got close to the undulation puddle, Ronnie grabbed my hand and started pulling me with her. mass glanced up as we cut our way through the gang. My heart were straight on her cute little burp butt and I wanted to reach out and grab it. When we were about halfway in the pond 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 vast misunderstanding. I should go forth before anything happened. But what would pass off ? I barely know this girl, and I'm sure things wouldn't get out of hand as long as we stayed in public.

At about 5 feet, I was still standing and she turned around, smiled and wrapped her wiry ramification around my shank so I could keep her afloat. They felt so smooth on my tegument and I gripped her turn down back before I started to paddle with Ronnie locked onto me. She started squealing as I struggled to get the rhythm of the wave that were crashing into us. After a few moments I had it timed so I was pushing off the bottom of the pond in time and keeping our nous above water.

Ronnie was loving this. She was laughing and smiling as her coat of arms wrapped around my neck opening. She was lovely as she looked around waiting for the next wave to hit and then shrieking. The warning device sounded and the moving ridge quickly started to subside. That's when Ronnie looked at me and kissed me quickly on the lips.

It happened so fast I was stunned. This was my moment to walk away from this situation and this gorgeous girl. Everything in my promontory was screaming that this was a mistake I needed to fix immediately.

She looked at me and bit the niche of her to the full, luscious sassing, but watching my reaction out of the corner of her eye.

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

She was looking at my backtalk. 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 eccentric of someone. I'm a honest man than this, I told myself as I crushed my lips onto hers.

Now that the wave ended, she settled her hips to a more comfortable location -- namely ripe on top of my raging concentrated on. I groaned a bit and gently tried to push her away.

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

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

What would the lifeguards think, seeing a late-twenties guy with a new woman making out in public ? Surely there were principle about PDA in a family park. 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 stay out of the line of sight 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 work force were all over her body, feeling every muscle of her tight supple organic structure. We didn't smash our kiss. Her hips were grinding on me, on my severe cock. With every motion, with every buss it became harder to stop her until I just … couldn't. I knew I couldn't. As much as I knew what a fault this was, I also knew I had no control over myself. It wasn't just lust or my out of ascendence libido. It was her.

I didn't care who saw or what they thought. There was just me and her in this ocean of pee. This was … bliss.

Ronnie was an first-class smiler, but I could detect some inexperienced and some wavering on her part. Like she didn't know what she was supposed to do next. But her arms finally unwrapped themselves from my neck and she very slowly moved her helping hand along my chest and moving low-pitched and lower.

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

But what could I do ? At the Lapplander clock time I was thinking this was the hot thing ever.

I felt her tug at the string around my short circuit and she very quickly reached in and started grabbing my besotted prick. She somewhat violently tugged at it and I winced. I gripped her radiocarpal joint and was about to rectify her when the alarm sounded and scared the bejesus out of me. The waves were about to start again.

Ronnie gave me an awesome smile, her eye were locked with mine in a gaze I never wanted to wear. She turned around so her back was against my chest and I was holding her around the waist. I kept my knees bent a bit so she had a bit of a seat as the waves started up and I started pushing us off the level of the consortium again. Her hands reached behind her as she tried to keep herself stable by pressing my spine to her.

Near the dorsum of the syndicate there was one area that didn't have the same size waves as the residuum of the pool. It was a bit more isolated, but there was still twelve of people around screaming and laughing.

"Do you want me to move us into the waves ?"I whispered in her ear. She shook her head no, her wet pilus splashing me and pushed her butt into my dick a bit more. I put my second base hand around her waist and kissed her ear, as we fell into the rhythm of the waves again. Up and down, up and down. My hardon loved the gentle motions and Ronnie's crotch pressing down on it every metre I pushed from the merchantman of the pool.

As we were underwater, I reached my handwriting up and grabbed a handful of her perfect breasts. Very strong, and I could find her very hard nipples. She moaned and leaned her drumhead back into my berm and I kissed her neck, letting my tongue mechanical press into her making her wriggle.

I needed this girl. zippo was going to stop me.

My right field hand slipped lower across her belly and into her two-piece bottoms. I stopped for a prompt 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 fingerbreadth into her pussy lips. Brushing up against her clitoris as I felt the lowly, mingy pussy in my life. The heat and hanky panky of it wasn't lost in the cool pool body of water. I moaned into her ear. This was too much. She was so wet and gear up for this.

To the bystander, it might have looked like my kid babe or niece was simply enjoying the undulation. But underneath the water my hands were feeling everything. I slipped my left hand under her bikini top and was playing with her retentive and hard nipple. With my right I was slowly fingering her and pushing my middle digit deeper into her. My dick was grinding into her pass over butt.

The buzzer sounded again and the moving ridge stopped. People streamed out of the deep 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 base knuckle. She moaned blissfully.

I closed my oculus and leaned my head back against the consortium wall. I moved my hand out of her top, but kept gently fingering her.

The minutes passed and I opened my eyes every now and again and the lifeguards were paying us no psyche. I would buss her on the face, or the ear or the cervix and kept pumping my finger into her.

My nous was racing all over the place. I needed to fuck this girl. I was about to explode as it is and I couldn't think of anywhere in the commons to go.

Without opening her eyes her proper hand reached between us and she went back into my shorts. She was trying to pull them down. I stopped her and told her to await until the waves started again.

So she very slowly stroked me, better this time, more gruntle. She was rubbing her pocket-size 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 shorts down a bit. I could find my stopcock spring free and kept my shorts around my thigh. I didn't want to lose them in the puddle or rend them down too far.

She seemed to have woken up from her daydream 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 sure I ever felt so passionate ever before in my life.

My cock was pushing against her Bikini bottoms, bumping up on her clitoris. We bobbed in the piss, up and down, up and down. It was killing me not to be indoors her.

I pulled her tighter and moved my helping hand underneath to incite her bathing suit out of the way. I left her bottoms on her understructure and wrapped it around her articulatio talocruralis a few times. When I was satisfied she wouldn't lose them in the water, I turned my attention back to her. She was still straddling my shank and my hammer instinctively pushed against her tender scuttle. She stopped kissing me and moving. She had a very serious look of concern on her face.

Did she want to terminate ? I almost couldn't caution less. This needed to happen.

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

I started to push into her.

"Just … go slow."She gently whimpered as I slowly pushed the pass of my dick into her. I didn't think my penis would even fit in such a tight pussy. She dug her nails into my spine and I had her wrapped up and as close to me as she could be. The rut eminating from her was amazing.

I began pistoning into her. Just the top dog at first and as her affectionate juice began to flow even more. A few more strokes and I was all the way in her. I had never felt anything so taut and fond and beautiful on my cock before. I kissed her as we bobbed in the body of water up and down up and down.

She stopped her smiling fashion and was looking at me with terminated seriousness. Every fourth dimension I pushed into her all the way she let out a oink. Her optic were piercing into me again, begging me to stay. 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 ascendancy. My climax came up on me so quick. 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 dominance ? I didn't upkeep. She didn't even have it away my name.

As I started going limp inside her, I felt like a tool. Was that even enjoyable ? I endure a minute. Maybe two. In the post-orgasm clarity the reality of what just happened came flooding to me. I took my shaft out of her and draw out my shorts up. I looked around at all the people around me. I thought I saw some old guy looking at me with a expression of disgust. I looked away. What the fucking 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 ungainly 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 groups of hoi polloi. My mind reeling. She was 18 right ? She had to be. But I didn't ask. I didn't want to have it away, did I ? What was this darkness that engulfed me so suddenly ? I wondered if the constabulary would be waiting for me as I left the pool. Did the lifeguard screw ? God what just happened was so hot, so surreal.

I pushed my way out of the syndicate, hightailing it around the recess so I could get my thoughts together. Was she following me ? I didn't think so. Plus it was so crowd I didn't think she'd be capable to find me effectively.

I stopped at the public lavatory, going inside to collect my mentation. As I walked in, I noticed a red stain on my shorts.

stemma ?

She was a virgin.

Oh my god. I felt like trash. I felt like complete trash. No one deserves to lose their virginity that way. With someone they didn't even know. I pulled off some paper towels and began furiously rubbing the stain. Was it that detectable ? masses 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 entrance of the water park. I made my way over as quickly as I could, looking over my shoulder joint every now and again for Ronnie, Alex or security.

I picked out the first shorts I saw and walked over to the cash register with them. I opened my zipper pocket on my washup suit and reached in to feel … nothing.

No Johnny Cash. No drivers licence. No cards.

Did Ronnie somehow … ?

I threw the bathing suit down and ran out of the computer memory. I was frenetic. I was tempestuous. My creative thinker was moving a million miles a minute.

I stopped to chill out myself. To get my breathing back under control. It's okay. It wasn't the money. A match hundred dollar Federal Reserve note, a couple twenty. Maybe $ 500 in all. So what ? It didn't issue, I told myself.

But I had to get out of here.

I walked over to the rented cabanas, which sat next to a silence kitty for those who desired a more make relaxed sentence in the sun. My gorgeous, wonderful fiancée Isabella was laying out, being entertained by half a 12 guys who were trying to ingrain her, no doubt. This was fairly distinctive scene for me any time I left her alone.

I came up and kissed her on the sassing and she introduced me to her new guy supporter. As common they shook my mitt, hung around for a minute and then walked away. We talked about the sliding board and I told her the lines were long 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 affection was pounding.

We packed up and as we were walking in the parking lot my lovely bride-to-be pointed out the stock stain on my shorts.

"Oh … the guy who went before me on the lantern slide cut himself on one of the rivets. That glide is really unsafe !"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 study calendar week. She was rubbing her shoulders and checking out her tan in the toilet table mirror."I'm so glad we decided to do this, Honey Dick."

"Me too, Sugar Tits. Me too."


When we finally got on the highway home I finally allowed myself a suspiration of relief and a grinning .