Chapter One

If you asked any other bozo, they'd tell you she was cute, but nothing special. They'd probably say she was too minuscule, too skinny or too many freckles. Those other guy wire might manoeuvre to the plethora of other women around the water park. The MILFs, the huge tits and the surrounding segmentation that was on showing for the Earth to see. Those other guy wire wouldn't devote her a second glance. Those other guys would rather spend their meter hooting and hollering at a bevy of other women.

Those other guys are idiots.

As I watched her wax the stairs in front of me I felt as if clock time had been put on detainment just for me just to check her mean 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 reverie. He followed the aim of my attention up the metal steps and was speaking to her. I picked up a double thermionic tube and began to follow the duad, getting in line for the next ride.

The hot Carolinas sun was beating down on my shoulders, I could feel the heat on my principal as I climbed each set of stairs to bear in furrow for the"epic poem"sloping trough. I stood just a few feet from her and the kid that had bumped into me. I was grateful for the mirror aeronaut shades I was wearing. My eye took in her easy curve, her lightly freckled fount and overly long, unflawed legs. She was a imagination. She had farseeing brown hair and a cunning mouth with with child, full 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 angel. For a instant every wacky making love Song, every romanticist poem made complete horse sense to me. I hoped I wasn't staring or being creepy-crawly. I was trying to soak in every morsel of ravisher 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 poor fish Spongebob ride."She turned away and was suddenly face to face with me. She was up two tone higher, which put her squarely at my superlative. Just as quickly she turned back around.

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

I wasn't certain if they were brother or baby or if she was his auntie or some former connecter. This lovely vision was wearing overly magnanimous sunglasses that hid her eyes and about half her font, which made it hard for me to square off just how old she was. Her skin was very white and was almost glowing in the bright sun. Her two piece two-piece was navy blue air with white polka dots and was about a size too lowly for her ( b cup ? ) breasts. They looked bad on her petite underframe. The boy next to her looked to be about 9 or 10.

"There's a urine outpouring over there by the restrooms."I wondered who said that before I realized it was me, and I was pointing in the general focusing of what I was talking about. My interpreter had only cracked a little. Why was I neural ? She's just a girl like any early, rightfulness ?

The kid just rolled his middle a bit and said something about it being warm water. The girl looked at me and I could sustain sworn I saw her head move as if she were looking me up and down. She gave a easy smile and a thank you. I smiled in getting even, grateful for nearly daily exercising and healthy eating that gave me a solid stomach.

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

She lifted her pass a bit as if she was about to say something and changed her mind. I was fixated on her replete backtalk. They were slightly open and glistening. She looked like one of the movies stars that I could never remember her figure. I was smitten.

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

"Ronnie. This is my comrade Alex."She gestured to the boy, who was now sitting on the stairs, waiting for the line to move, his double vacuum tube propped against the railing.

We made some small public lecture for a few minutes. I finally eased up around her and made her joke a few times. Every time she did I grinned like an half-wit. I stared at her lips again. When she smiled, she grinned broadly, baring all of her teeth. Is it possible she had too many dentition ?

We talked about the long note, the heat, the other rides in the water parkland and she lived about 20 minutes away in the Lapplander city as me. Alex was lightening up as well. He stopped whining about having something to drink and seemed eager to talk about all the ride they had been on today.

Ronnie obviously took some pridefulness in her younger brother and spoke highly of his faculty member achievements and their fill up kinship. I thought that was squeamish and common mood of a healthy sibling relationship … very unlike my own tumultuous human 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 sweet, funny, mature. She seemed to like talking to me too, but still hadn't taken off her sunglasses. Very Jackie O.

"Oops. Sorry. Must 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 ride with with someone over this height."He waved his measuring stick, Ronnie was a bit shortsighted for that. Her legs seemed long and out of proportionality with her trunk, but she wasn't quite five feet.

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

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

It went back and forth like that for a few moments as Ronnie and I took twist 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 tube and he finally caved in. Alex squealed and quickly jumped in the front of the underground and I sat in the back. Ronnie stood over me and grinned. I melted at her grin and then my warmheartedness stopped for a present moment as I realized what she was about to do. I had incorrectly assumed she and Alex would sit on the front.

Facing the entree to the slide she put a foot on each side of the tube and then slowly lowered herself onto my lap. Maybe she even did it seductively ? I wasn't sure, but my fantasies about this missy were getting out of ascendence. She sat right on my crotch and I had nowhere to go. It was at once extremely hot and extremely awkward. A virtual alien 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 breath was light and gave me goosebumps all along my arm. I immediately felt myself begin to get backbreaking and I knew the cool water wasn't going to proceed 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 recollect was safe. We must cause been going 50 miles an hour and it felt like a hundred. I released my grip on the handles and moved my hands to Ronnie's waist, slightly pushing her buttocks into me and onto my now fully hard dick. She let out a tenacious"ahhh"that could make been sexual, or was my imagination running completely wild ?

Just before the light at the end of the tunnel, we took a grueling bank and all three of us spilled out of the tube and then out of the slide. We were in the consortium 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 face. She was so unbelievably aphrodisiac, standing there in the water with her wet tomentum dripping down. Her deoxyephedrine had fallen off and I spotted them in the hind end of the pool. I picked them up and handed them to her, but not before getting a good look at her.

She may birth been a bit younger than I thought. If I had to approximate, with the shades on I had her pegged at maybe 22. Now that I could see her eyes, I was thinking quite a bit young. 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 out a weewee fountain."Ronnie said, but made no movement to leave.

Against every better assessment I had in my brain, I said"You know what ? I'll buy us some icy lemonades."I started to take the air away and form of noticed out the corner of my eye that the kids 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 front of me, stopping me from continuing to the drinks vender. Her sunglass were up on her top dog 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 soul ?

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

We sat on a bench in the shade and as we finished up our drinkable, they were still form of milling about. They were having some kind of whispered tilt 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 patch 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 percent of my tending. She was … perfect. disquiet, yes. But perfect.

"Yeah … yeah, that sounds good."I replied and Alex took off while Ronnie and I started the walk to the pool. I was getting butterflies in my tummy. I couldn't possibly be misreading this berth, but I wonder what she was thinking ? Did she like Old guys ?

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. multitude glanced up as we cut our way through the crowd. My eyes were straight on her cunning picayune bubble fanny and I wanted to extend to out and catch it. When we were about halfway in the puddle she had to start doggy paddling and I was still walking. She kept swimming deeper and deeper into the water.

A big persona of me knew this was a huge misunderstanding. I should will before anything happened. But what would come about ? I barely know this miss, and I'm sure things wouldn't get out of manus as long as we stayed in public.

At about 5 feet, I was still standing and she turned around, smiled and wrapped her wiry wooden leg around my waist so I could keep her afloat. They felt so unruffled on my skin and I gripped her let down back before I started to paddle with Ronnie locked onto me. She started squealing as I struggled to get the rhythm of the undulation that were crashing into us. After a few moments I had it timed so I was pushing off the bottom of the pool in clip and keeping our capitulum 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 waving to hit and then shrieking. The dismay sounded and the wave 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 take the air away from this situation and this gorgeous young woman. Everything in my head was screaming that this was a misunderstanding I needed to fix immediately.

She looked at me and bit the corner of her full, luscious lips, 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 pocket-sized mouth unfold up. Our tongues intertwined for a minute before I broke it off to look at the people 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 puddle now that the wafture died.

She was looking at my lips. She wanted to kiss me again. She wanted more.

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

Now that the Wave ended, she settled her hips to a more well-fixed localization -- namely right field on top of my raging laborious on. I groaned a bit and gently tried to tug her away.

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

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

What would the lifesaver think, seeing a late-twenties guy with a young womanhood making out in public ? Surely there were rules about PDA in a kinsperson parkland. Surely they'll tin whistle at us and tell us to knock it off.

I moved us closer to the bulwark of the syndicate, trying to stay out of the transmission line of mountain of the lifeguards and keeping my lips locked on Ronnie's. I gently nibbled on her lower lip and she gasped.

I couldn't supporter myself. My bridge player were all over her consistence, feeling every heftiness of her blotto supple eubstance. We didn't break our buss. Her pelvic arch were grinding on me, on my difficult prick. 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 control over myself. It wasn't just lust or my out of control libido. It was her.

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

Ronnie was an excellent kisser, but I could detect some inexperienced and some hesitation on her part. Like she didn't know what she was supposed to do next. But her subdivision finally unwrapped themselves from my neck and she very slowly moved her paw along my chest and moving depleted and lower.

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

But what could I do ? At the Saame fourth dimension I was thinking this was the live affair ever.

I felt her tug at the twine around my short and she very quickly reached in and started grabbing my stiff prick. She somewhat violently tugged at it and I winced. I gripped her wrist and was about to correct her when the warning signal sounded and scared the bejesus out of me. The moving ridge were about to start again.

Ronnie gave me an awesome grin, her eye were locked with mine in a gaze I never wanted to break. She turned around so her back was against my chest and I was holding her around the waist. I kept my articulatio genus bent a bit so she had a bit of a derriere as the waving started up and I started pushing us off the story of the pool again. Her hands reached behind her as she tried to prevent herself unchanging by pressing my back to her.

Near the back of the syndicate there was one area that didn't have the Lapp sized moving ridge as the relief of the pool. It was a bit more isolated, but there was still dozen of people around screaming and laughing.

"Do you want me to strike us into the waves ?"I whispered in her ear. She shook her caput no, her wet hairsbreadth splashing me and pushed her ass into my dick a bit more. I put my 2d handwriting around her waistline and kissed her ear, as we fell into the calendar method of the waves again. Up and down, up and down. My hardon loved the gentle apparent motion and Ronnie's genitalia pressing down on it every metre I pushed from the bottom of the pool.

As we were underwater, I reached my script up and grabbed a handful of her perfect breasts. Very firm, and I could feel her very surd teat. She moaned and leaned her principal back into my shoulder and I kissed her cervix, letting my tongue press into her making her squirm.

I needed this female child. Nothing was going to stop me.

My right handwriting slipped modest across her venter and into her two-piece bottomland. I stopped for a quick minute just to see if she would bar 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 pussy sassing. Brushing up against her clitoris as I felt the minor, mean pussy in my life. The heat and slickness of it wasn't lost in the cool down pool water. I moaned into her ear. This was too much. She was so wet and fix for this.

To the bystander, it might have looked like my kid babe or niece was simply enjoying the waves. But underneath the urine my hands were feeling everything. I slipped my allow manus under her bikini top and was playing with her long and heavy tit. With my rightfield I was slowly fingering her and pushing my middle finger deeper into her. My dick was grinding into her wrap up butt.

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

"Are you okay ?"I asked, with my fingerbreadth going into her up to the sec knuckle. She moaned blissfully.

I closed my eyes and leaned my straits back against the syndicate wall. I moved my hand out of her top, but kept gently fingering her.

The transactions passed and I opened my eye every now and again and the lifesaver were paying us no mind. I would snog her on the cheek, or the ear or the neck opening and kept pumping my fingerbreadth into her.

My mind was racing all over the place. I needed to roll in the hay 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 eyes her decent bridge player reached between us and she went back into my shorts. She was trying to rend them down. I stopped her and told her to wait until the moving ridge started again.

So she very slowly stroked me, better this sentence, more gentle. She was rubbing her minor hand around the tip, feeling me and grazing her fingertips on my shaft.

The buzzer sounded again and she wasted no sentence in getting my shorts down a bit. I could finger my cock spring relinquish and kept my shorts around my thighs. I didn't want to lose them in the pool or draw them down too far.

She seemed to cause woken up from her castle in Spain and turned around to present 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 surely I ever felt so passionate ever before in my life.

My dick was pushing against her two-piece rump, bumping up on her clit. We bobbed in the urine, up and down, up and down. It was killing me not to be inside her.

I pulled her tighter and moved my hired hand underneath to incite her bathing suit out of the way. I left her rump on her animal foot and wrapped it around her ankle a few times. When I was satisfied she wouldn't lose them in the water, I turned my attending back to her. She was still straddling my shank and my pecker instinctively pushed against her warm opening. She stopped kissing me and moving. She had a very serious look of concern on her face.

Did she want to stop ? I almost couldn't aid less. This needed to happen.

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

I started to tug into her.

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

I began pistoning into her. Just the point at first and as her quick juices began to run even more. A few more CVA and I was all the way in her. I had never felt anything so stringent and warm and beautiful on my cock before. I kissed her as we bobbed in the water up and down up and down.

She stopped her smiling means and was looking at me with complete serious-mindedness. Every fourth dimension I pushed into her all the way she let out a grunt. Her eyes were piercing into me again, begging me to remain. I was in her. I was fucking her. I was going to cum inside her. She was so fuddled, so wet, so beautiful and perfect.

I almost didn't have any control. My climax came up on me so warm. I just started spurting in her. I thrust as deep as I could as I flooded her with every troy ounce I had. Was she on parturition command ? I didn't care. She didn't even get it on my name.

As I started going hitch inside her, I felt like a tool. Was that even enjoyable ? I last a mo. Maybe two. In the post-orgasm clarity the reality of what just happened came flooding to me. I took my dick out of her and pulled my shorts up. I looked around at all the hoi polloi around me. I thought I saw some old guy looking at me with a flavor of disgust. I looked away. What the piece of ass was I thinking ? !

I had fuss meeting Ronnie's gaze and when I did she looked at me with a blank stare. This was so awkward 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 citizenry. My mind reeling. She was 18 right ? She had to be. But I didn't ask. I didn't want to have intercourse, did I ? What was this swarthiness that engulfed me so suddenly ? I wondered if the law would be waiting for me as I left the pocket billiards. Did the lifeguard sleep together ? God what just happened was so hot, so surreal.

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

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

Blood ?

She was a virgin.

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

"ICEE."I shrugged and grinned.

I needed new shortstop. 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 urine ballpark needs at the incoming of the piddle 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 inaugural shorts I saw and walked over to the register with them. I opened my zippered pocket on my bathing suit and reached in to feel … nothing.

No cash. No drivers licence. No cards.

Did Ronnie somehow … ?

I threw the washup suit of clothes down and ran out of the computer storage. I was frantic. I was wild. My intellect was moving a million miles a minute.

I stopped to calm myself. To get my breathing back under ascendence. It's okay. It wasn't the money. A couple hundred one dollar bill bills, a mates twenties. 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 quiet down pool for those who desired a more slacken clock time in the sun. My gorgeous, wonderful fiancée Queen Isabella was laying out, being entertained by half a dozen bozo who were trying to ingrain her, no doubt. This was fairly typical scenery for me any sentence I left her alone.

I came up and kissed her on the sass and she introduced me to her new guy Quaker. As usual they shook my mitt, hung around for a arcminute and then walked away. We talked about the slide 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 law, security and possibly seeing Ronnie or Alex again. My heart was pounding.

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

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

"Oh, God I needed that."Isabella remarked referring to our day together before resuming our body of work calendar week. She was rubbing her berm and checking out her tan in the toilet table mirror."I'm so happy we decided to do this, dearest Dick."

"Me too, sugar boob. Me too."


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