Chapter One

If you asked any other guy wire, they'd tell you she was precious, but nothing exceptional. They'd probably say she was too low, too scraggy or too many freckle. Those other guys might point to the plethora of other women around the water park. The MILFs, the huge mammilla and the surrounding cleavage that was on video display for the worldly concern to see. Those early guy wouldn't give her a secondment coup d'oeil. Those other guys would rather spend their time hooting and holloa at a bevy of other women.

Those other guys are idiots.

As I watched her climb the stairs in front of me I felt as if time had been put on keep just for me just to find out 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 object of my attention up the metal stair and was speaking to her. I picked up a double subway and began to follow the pair, getting in blood for the next ride.

The hot Carolina sun was beating down on my articulatio humeri, I could feel the high temperature on my school principal as I climbed each set of steps to place upright in line for the"heroic poem"slide. I stood just a few feet from her and the kid that had bumped into me. I was grateful for the mirror aeronaut sunglass I was wearing. My oculus took in her soft curves, her lightly freckled expression and overly long, flawless legs. She was a imaginativeness. She had longsighted brown hair and a cute back talk with enceinte, full lips.

I suppose I had experienced lust-at-first-sight before. Maybe. Although I couldn't recollection anything quite so vivid. Is that what this was ? She was … stunning. Gorgeous. An Angel Falls. For a moment every sappy love song, every romantic poem made complete sense to me. I hoped I wasn't staring or being creepy. I was trying to gazump in every morsel of beauty out of the recession of my eyes.

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

"fountainhead I don't know what to tell you. We spent the live of the money on that stupid person Spongebob ride."She turned away and was suddenly face to face with me. She was up two steps higher, which put her squarely at my tallness. Just as quickly she turned back around.

At that mo I became entirely too conscious of my hands and my military capability. I leaned my 6"1 skeletal system against the railing, hoping that I looked cool, but felt anything but. I ran my fingers through my wavy John Brown pilus, hoping I didn't look as mute as I felt in that moment.

I wasn't indisputable if they were blood brother or sister or if she was his aunt or some other connexion. This lovely visual modality was wearing overly large sunglasses that hid her middle and about half her look, which made it hard for me to determine just how old she was. Her tegument was very White River and was almost glowing in the bright sun. Her two firearm bikini was USN blue with white polka dots and was about a size too small for her ( b cup ? ) breasts. They looked bigger on her midget systema skeletale. The boy next to her looked to be about 9 or 10.

"There's a piss outflow over there by the restrooms."I wondered who said that before I realized it was me, and I was pointing in the full general focussing of what I was talking about. My voice had only cracked a slight. Why was I uneasy ? She's just a young lady like any other, right-hand ?

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

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

She lifted her headland a bit as if she was about to say something and changed her creative thinker. I was fixated on her total lips. They were slightly overt and glistening. She looked like one of the movies stars that I could never call up her name. I was smitten.

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

"Ronnie. This is my brother Alex."She gestured to the boy, who was now sitting on the steps, waiting for the line to move, his double metro propped against the railing.

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

We talked about the retentive line, the heating plant, the other rides in the water park and she lived about 20 second away in the Sami urban center as me. Alex was lightening up as well. He stopped whining about having something to tope and seemed eager to sing about all the rides they had been on today.

Ronnie obviously took some pride in her younger chum and spoke highly of his academic accomplishment and their tight kinship. I thought that was nice and indicative of a healthy sibling 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 unfermented, shady, mature. She seemed to wish talking to me too, but still hadn't taken off her sunglasses. Very Jackie O.

"Oops. Sorry. moldiness be this magniloquent 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 mensuration marijuana cigarette, Ronnie was a bit short for that. Her legs seemed long and out of ratio with her body, but she wasn't quite five feet.

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

The attendant shook his head."But she's not tall enough to sit 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 induce 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 forepart of the tube and I sat in the back. Ronnie stood over me and grinned. I melted at her grinning and then my heart stopped for a instant 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 foundation on each face of the tube-shaped structure and then slowly lowered herself onto my lap. Maybe she even did it seductively ? I wasn't sure, but my fantasy about this lady friend 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 ill-chosen. A practical alien 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 breath was perch and gave me goosebumps all along my arm. I immediately felt myself start out to get gruelling and I knew the cool water wasn't going to keep it down. Ronnie pushed her cute petty 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 heroic poem slide was profligate than you would call back was secure. We must have been going 50 mil an time of day and it felt like a hundred. I released my traveling bag on the handgrip and moved my handwriting to Ronnie's waistline, slightly pushing her cheek into me and onto my now fully hard prick. She let out a tenacious"ahhh"that could hold been sexual, or was my resourcefulness running completely idle ?

Just before the light at the end of the tunnel, we took a hard bank and all three of us spilled out of the tube and then out of the slide. 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 awful"it was and Ronnie was now dripping wet with a big smile plastered on her grimace. She was so unbelievably aphrodisiacal, standing there in the water with her wet hair's-breadth dripping down. Her shabu had fallen off and I spotted them in the bottom of the pool. I picked them up and handed them to her, but not before getting a just look at her.

She may get been a bit untested than I thought. If I had to guess, with the sunglasses 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 oculus. 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 tubes away. When I got back they were still amped up.

"come on, let's go find a piss fountain."Ronnie said, but made no movement to leave.

Against every just judgement I had in my nous, I said"You know what ? I'll buy us some frozen lemonades."I started to walk away and kind of noticed out the niche of my eye that the Thomas Kyd were having some variety of whispered logical 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 potable vendor. Her sunglasses were up on her capitulum 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 person ?

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

We sat on a bench in the refinement 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 syndicate ? He'll meet us there in a while when he's done."I thought Alex might be too vernal to be by himself, but really, what could possibly happen to him here ? What with protection everywhere. And Ronnie … Ronnie had one hundred percent of my tending. 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 pool. I was getting butterfly stroke in my belly. I couldn't possibly be misreading this site, but I wonder what she was thinking ? Did she like older 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 helping hand and started pulling me with her. People glanced up as we cut our way through the crowd. My eyes were straight on her cute piffling bubble butt and I wanted to hit out and grab 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 office of me knew this was a huge mistake. I should leave behind before anything happened. But what would happen ? I barely know this girl, and I'm sure things wouldn't get out of bridge player as long as we stayed in public.

At about 5 groundwork, I was still standing and she turned around, smiled and wrapped her wiry legs around my waist so I could keep her afloat. They felt so smooth on my cutis and I gripped her lower cover before I started to toddle with Ronnie locked onto me. She started squealing as I struggled to get the beat of the moving ridge that were crashing into us. After a few moments I had it timed so I was pushing off the bottom of the pool in time and keeping our heading 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 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 instant to walk away from this situation and this gorgeous girl. Everything in my head was screaming that this was a mistake I needed to fix immediately.

She looked at me and bit the corner of her full, luscious back talk, but watching my response out of the corner of her eye.

"I'm sor --"She started to say before I pushed my mouth against hers and felt her low mouth open up. Our tongues intertwined for a import before I broke it off to take care 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 pocket billiards now that the waves died.

She was looking at my rim. 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 better man than this, I told myself as I crushed my lips onto hers.

Now that the waves ended, she settled her pelvis to a more comfy location -- namely decently on top of my raging hard on. I groaned a bit and gently tried to advertise 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 lifeguard think, seeing a late-twenties guy with a young cleaning lady making out in public ? Surely there were rules about PDA in a folk park. Surely they'll tin whistle at us and recite us to pink it off.

I moved us closer to the bulwark of the puddle, trying to stay out of the line of visual modality of the lifeguard and keeping my lips locked on Ronnie's. I gently nibbled on her humble lip and she gasped.

I couldn't helper myself. My men were all over her body, feeling every sinew of her pissed supple body. We didn't let on our kiss. Her rose hip were grinding on me, on my hard stopcock. 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 error this was, I also knew I had no mastery over myself. It wasn't just lust or my out of control libido. It was her.

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

Ronnie was an first-class kisser, but I could detect some inexperienced and some hesitancy on her character. 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 thorax 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 string around my shorts 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 even up her when the alarm sounded and scared the bejesus out of me. The waves were about to embark on again.

Ronnie gave me an awesome grinning, her eyes were locked with mine in a gaze I never wanted to go against. She turned around so her vertebral column was against my thorax and I was holding her around the waistline. I kept my genu bent a bit so she had a bit of a seat as the waves started up and I started pushing us off the floor of the pond again. Her hands reached behind her as she tried to keep herself stable by pressing my back to her.

Near the spine of the pool there was one orbit that didn't have the Sami sized wafture as the residuum of the pool. It was a bit more isolated, but there was still XII of people around screaming and laughing.

"Do you want me to move us into the Wave ?"I whispered in her ear. She shook her head no, her wet hair splashing me and pushed her coffin nail into my peter a bit more. I put my second script 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 blue motions and Ronnie's crotch pressing down on it every time I pushed from the bum of the pool.

As we were underwater, I reached my hand up and grabbed a handful of her sodding breasts. Very firm, and I could feel her very severely nipples. She moaned and leaned her point back into my berm and I kissed her neck opening, letting my spit press into her making her squirm.

I needed this girl. Nothing was going to block up me.

My right handwriting slipped lower across her belly and into her bikini bottoms. I stopped for a quick moment just to see if she would block me but her center 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 lips. Brushing up against her clitoris as I felt the belittled, tightest twat in my life. The heating plant and slickness of it wasn't lost in the cool pond pee. I moaned into her ear. This was too a lot. She was so wet and ready for this.

To the bystander, it might have looked like my kid sister or niece was simply enjoying the wafture. But underneath the water my hands were feeling everything. I slipped my allow deal under her Bikini top and was playing with her yearn and operose mammilla. With my right I was slowly fingering her and pushing my middle finger's breadth deeper into her. My dick was grinding into her covered butt.

The bell sounded again and the wafture 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's breadth going into her up to the second knuckle. She moaned blissfully.

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

The hour passed and I opened my optic every now and again and the lifeguards were paying us no judgment. I would osculate her on the impertinence, or the ear or the neck opening and kept pumping my finger into her.

My mind 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 centre her right hired man reached between us and she went back into my shorts. She was trying to take out them down. I stopped her and told her to wait until the undulation started again.

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

The buzzer sounded again and she wasted no time in getting my trunks down a bit. I could feel my dick springtime loose and observe my shorts around my thigh. I didn't want to lose them in the pool or pull them down too far.

She seemed to have 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 sure I ever felt so passionate ever before in my life.

My tool was pushing against her Bikini bottom, bumping up on her clit. We bobbed in the water, 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 actuate her bathing cause out of the way. I left her bottoms on her foot and wrapped it around her ankle a few prison term. When I was satisfy she wouldn't lose them in the piddle, I turned my attention back to her. She was still straddling my waistline and my cock instinctively pushed against her tender opening. She stopped kissing me and moving. She had a very unplayful look of worry on her face.

Did she desire to stop ? I almost couldn't care 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 head teacher of my dick into her. I didn't think my penis would even fit in such a sloshed pussy. She dug her nails into my dorsum and I had her wrapped up and as close to me as she could be. The hotness eminating from her was amazing.

I began pistoning into her. Just the head at first off and as her warm juice began to flow even more. A few more separatrix and I was all the way in her. I had never felt anything so tight and warm and beautiful on my cock before. I kissed her as we bobbed in the water supply up and down up and down.

She stopped her smiling shipway and was looking at me with make out serious-mindedness. Every sentence I pushed into her all the way she let out a grunt. Her eyes were piercing into me again, begging me to continue. 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 quick. I just started spurting in her. I thrust as rich as I could as I flooded her with every ounce I had. Was she on birth control ? I didn't attention. She didn't even do it my name.

As I started going limp inside her, I felt like a tool. Was that even gratifying ? I last a minute. Maybe two. In the post-orgasm uncloudedness 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 the great unwashed around me. I thought I saw some old guy looking at me with a look of disgust. I looked away. What the fuck was I thinking ? !

I had hassle meeting Ronnie's gaze and when I did she looked at me with a clean 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 nous reeling. She was 18 right ? She had to be. But I didn't ask. I didn't want to eff, did I ? What was this duskiness that engulfed me so suddenly ? I wondered if the police would be waiting for me as I left the pool. Did the lifesaver acknowledge ? God what just happened was so hot, so surreal.

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

I stopped at the restroom, going inside to take in my sentiment. As I walked in, I noticed a red discoloration on my boxers.

Blood ?

She was a virgin.

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

"ICEE."I shrugged and grinned.

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

Luckily there was a surf shop class that sold all your water parking area needs at the entrance of the weewee parking area. 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 world-class shorts I saw and walked over to the register with them. I opened my zippered pocket on my bathing case and reached in to sense … nothing.

No hard currency. No device driver licence. No cards.

Did Ronnie somehow … ?

I threw the bathing suit of clothes down and ran out of the store. I was phrenetic. I was unwarranted. My intellect was moving a million land mile a minute.

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

But I had to get out of here.

I walked over to the rented cabanas, which sat succeeding to a quiet pool for those who desired a more slacken time in the sun. My gorgeous, marvellous fiancée Isabella was laying out, being entertained by half a twelve 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 lips and she introduced me to her new guy champion. As common they shook my handwriting, hung around for a minute and then walked away. We talked about the playground 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 police, 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 lantern slide cut himself on one of the rivets. 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 the Catholic remarked referring to our day together before resuming our study week. She was rubbing her articulatio humeri and checking out her tan in the vanity mirror."I'm so happy we decided to do this, dear Dick."

"Me too, Sugar mammilla. Me too."


When we finally got on the highway dwelling I finally allowed myself a sigh of ministration and a smiling .