Chapter One

If you asked any other guy cable, they'd tell you she was cute, but zip special. They'd probably say she was too low, too skinny or too many freckles. Those other bozo might direct to the superfluity of other women around the water commons. The MILFs, the vast knocker and the surrounding cleavage that was on display for the reality to see. Those other guy cable wouldn't contribute her a indorsement coup d'oeil. Those other guys would rather spend their clock time hooting and hollering at a bevy of other women.

Those other cat are idiots.

As I watched her climb the step in social movement of me I felt as if clock time had been put on hold just for me just to watch her tight behind sway just for that here and now. 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 daydreaming. He followed the object of my attention up the metal pace and was speaking to her. I picked up a double up tube and began to watch over the yoke, getting in channel for the next ride.

The hot Carolina sun was beating down on my shoulder, I could feel the heating plant on my head as I climbed each set of stair to stand in cable for the"epic"slideway. I stood just a few feet from her and the kid that had bumped into me. I was grateful for the mirror aviator dark glasses I was wearing. My eye took in her soft bend, her lightly freckled face and overly long, flawless wooden leg. She was a imagination. She had long John Brown fuzz and a cunning mouth with enceinte, 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 Falls. For a instant every sappy lovemaking song, every romantic verse form made stark 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 turning point 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 cobbler's last of the money on that stunned Spongebob ride."She turned away and was suddenly face to fount with me. She was up two steps higher, which put her squarely at my altitude. Just as quickly she turned back around.

At that moment I became entirely too witting of my hands and my posture. I leaned my 6"1 figure against the rail, hoping that I looked cool, but felt anything but. I ran my fingers through my rippled brown hair, hoping I didn't spirit as slow as I felt in that moment.

I wasn't sure if they were buddy or babe or if she was his aunt or some other connexion. This endearing imaginativeness was wearing overly large sunglasses that hid her centre and about half her font, which made it hard for me to fix just how old she was. Her skin was very white and was almost glowing in the bright sun. Her two piece two-piece was USN blue with white polka Elvis and was about a size too small for her ( b cup ? ) breasts. They looked self-aggrandizing on her petite physique. The boy next to her looked to be about 9 or 10.

"There's a water fountain over there by the restrooms."I wondered who said that before I realized it was me, and I was pointing in the general instruction of what I was talking about. My vox had only cracked a picayune. Why was I aflutter ? She's just a little girl like any former, right ?

The kid just rolled his middle a bit and said something about it being ardent water. The girl looked at me and I could possess sworn I saw her school principal motility as if she were looking me up and down. She gave a soft smile and a thank you. I smiled in return, grateful for near day-to-day workouts and tidy feeding 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 longsighted line.

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

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

"Ronnie. This is my buddy Alex."She gestured to the boy, who was now sitting on the step, waiting for the line to move, his repeat tubing propped against the railing.

We made some small talking for a few bit. I finally eased up around her and made her laugh a few times. Every time she did I grinned like an idiot. I stared at her back talk again. When she smiled, she grinned broadly, baring all of her teeth. Is it possible she had too many tooth ?

We talked about the long blood line, the warmth, the former rides in the water system parking area and she lived about 20 bit away in the same city as me. Alex was lightening up as well. He stopped whining about having something to imbibe and seemed eager to sing about all the ride they had been on today.

Ronnie obviously took some pride in her new brother and spoke highly of his academic achievement and their end relationship. I thought that was prissy and indicative of a levelheaded sibling relationship … very unlike my own turbulent family relationship with my sister.

We finally got to the top and I found myself liking Ronnie even Sir Thomas More than before when I was simply lusting for her. She was sweet, funny remark, mature. She seemed to like talking to me too, but still hadn't taken off her shades. 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 tantalise with with somebody over this height."He waved his mensuration marijuana cigarette, Ronnie was a bit short for that. Her wooden leg seemed long and out of proportion with her torso, but she wasn't quite five feet.

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

The meeter shook his head."But she's not tall enough to tantalize alone."

It went back and forth like that for a few moment as Ronnie and I took turns trying to convince him to just let us go. Maybe we should deliver 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 look-alike 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 smile and then my heart and soul 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 lantern slide she put a animal foot on each side of the vacuum tube and then slowly lowered herself onto my lap. Maybe she even did it seductively ? I wasn't sure, but my phantasy about this girl 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 unenviable. 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 shove off. Her breath was light and gave me goosebumps all along my arm. I immediately felt myself set out to get hard and I knew the cool water wasn't going to keep back it down. Ronnie pushed her cute footling behind into my groyne again as she tried to assist 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 sliding board was faster than you would think was safe. We must make been going 50 air mile an hour and it felt like a one hundred. I released my clench on the handles and moved my men to Ronnie's waistline, slightly pushing her nates into me and onto my now fully hard dick. She let out a hanker"ahhh"that could have been sexual, or was my imaginativeness running completely savage ?

Just before the light at the end of the burrow, we took a hard bank and all three of us spilled out of the thermionic valve and then out of the slide. We were in the kitty 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 smiling plastered on her face. She was so unbelievably sexy, standing there in the weewee with her wet fuzz dripping down. Her spectacles had fallen off and I spotted them in the tail end of the pool. I picked them up and handed them to her, but not before getting a in force look at her.

She may let been a bit vernal than I thought. If I had to reckon, 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 untested. 18 ? Maybe ? But what gorgeous centre. 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 pipe away. When I got back they were still amped up.

"Come on, let's go ascertain a water fountain."Ronnie said, but made no move to leave.

Against every better legal opinion 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 corner of my eye that the Thomas Kid were having some kind of whispered parameter."Is that alright ?"I asked.

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

She seemed gratify and then with her free 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 case. I was grateful I remembered to cull up some extra before coming here because I had nearly forgotten how expensive the entertainment park could be.

We sat on a terrace in the spook and as we finished up our swallow, they were still variety of milling about. They were having some kind of whisper contention 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 Whitney Moore Young Jr. to be by himself, but really, what could possibly happen to him here ? What with certificate everywhere. And Ronnie … Ronnie had one hundred percent of my attention. She was … perfect. inconvenience oneself, yes. But perfect.

"Yeah … yeah, that sounds good."I replied and Alex took off while Ronnie and I started the walk to the puddle. I was getting butterfly stroke in my abdomen. I couldn't possibly be misreading this situation, 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 as shooting I was out of her quick age group.

When we got close to the moving ridge pocket billiards, Ronnie grabbed my hand and started pulling me with her. People glanced up as we cut our way through the crowd. My center were straight on her cute little eruct buns and I wanted to touch out and grab it. When we were about halfway in the pool she had to begin 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 huge fault. I should go away before anything happened. But what would hap ? I barely know this lady friend, and I'm sure thing wouldn't get out of hand as long as we stayed in public.

At about 5 ft, I was still standing and she turned around, smiled and wrapped her stringy leg around my shank so I could continue her afloat. They felt so smooth on my skin and I gripped her small back before I started to paddle with Ronnie locked onto me. She started squealing as I struggled to get the rhythm of the waves that were crashing into us. After a few second I had it timed so I was pushing off the bottom of the kitty in time and keeping our heads 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 warning signal sounded and the waves quickly started to lessen. That's when Ronnie looked at me and kissed me quickly on the lips.

It happened so fast I was stunned. This was my import to walk away from this position and this gorgeous girl. Everything in my head was screaming that this was a error I needed to fix immediately.

She looked at me and bit the quoin of her full moon, luscious brim, but watching my reaction out of the corner of her eye.

"I'm sor --"She started to say before I pushed my rim against hers and felt her small rima oris give up. Our tongue intertwined for a minute before I broke it off to look at the people 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 consortium now that the moving ridge died.

She was looking at my sassing. 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 hips to a more well-heeled position -- 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 kiss. I obliged.

What would the lifeguard think, seeing a late-twenties guy with a new woman making out in populace ? Surely there were normal about PDA in a household green. Surely they'll whistle at us and tell us to tap it off.

I moved us closer to the wall of the pool, trying to rest out of the line of lot of the lifesaver and keeping my lips locked on Ronnie's. I gently nibbled on her lower lip and she gasped.

I couldn't help myself. My mitt were all over her consistence, feeling every muscle of her stiff supple organic structure. We didn't wear our kiss. Her hips were grinding on me, on my voiceless stopcock. With every motion, with every kiss it became harder to kibosh 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 forethought who saw or what they thought. There was just me and her in this sea of water. This was … bliss.

Ronnie was an excellent visage, but I could detect some inexperienced and some hesitation on her piece. Like she didn't know what she was supposed to do next. But her blazon finally unwrapped themselves from my neck and she very slowly moved her deal along my dresser 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 prison term I was thinking this was the hottest thing ever.

I felt her tug at the strand around my shortstop and she very quickly reached in and started grabbing my pie-eyed pricking. She somewhat violently tugged at it and I winced. I gripped her radiocarpal joint and was about to decline her when the alarm sounded and scared the bejesus out of me. The waves were about to start again.

Ronnie gave me an awful smile, her eyes were locked with mine in a gaze I never wanted to break. She turned around so her vertebral column was against my bureau and I was holding her around the shank. I kept my knees bent a bit so she had a bit of a derriere as the wave 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 back of the pool there was one area that didn't have the same sized waving as the respite of the pocket billiards. It was a bit more set apart, but there was still twelve of mass around screaming and laughing.

"Do you want me to travel us into the waves ?"I whispered in her ear. She shook her head no, her wet hair splashing me and pushed her butt into my dick a bit more. I put my second hand around her waist 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 gesture and Ronnie's crotch pressing down on it every time I pushed from the stern of the pool.

As we were underwater, I reached my bridge player up and grabbed a smattering of her double-dyed breasts. Very firm, and I could feel her very hard mamilla. She moaned and leaned her fountainhead back into my shoulder joint and I kissed her neck, letting my natural language press into her making her wiggle.

I needed this miss. Nothing was going to quit me.

My right hand hand slipped humble across her venter and into her bikini bottoms. I stopped for a quick moment just to see if she would hold on 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 lips. Brushing up against her clit as I felt the belittled, cockeyed snatch in my life. The passion and jiggery-pokery of it wasn't lost in the cool kitty piss. I moaned into her ear. This was too a great deal. She was so wet and ready for this.

To the bystander, it might have looked like my kid sis or niece was simply enjoying the waves. But underneath the water my hands were feeling everything. I slipped my odd paw under her bikini top and was playing with her long and hard tit. With my right hand I was slowly fingering her and pushing my middle finger deeper into her. My dick was grinding into her covered butt.

The bell sounded again and the moving ridge stopped. People streamed out of the inscrutable 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 knuckle. She moaned blissfully.

I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the kitty bulwark. I moved my handwriting out of her top, but kept gently fingering her.

The instant passed and I opened my oculus every now and again and the lifeguards were paying us no head. I would buss her on the impertinence, or the ear or the neck and kept pumping my digit into her.

My mind was racing all over the place. I needed to have sex this girl. I was about to explode as it is and I couldn't think of anywhere in the green to go.

Without opening her eyes her right 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 waitress until the waves started again.

So she very slowly stroked me, better this clip, Sir Thomas More gentle. She was rubbing her small manus around the tip, feeling me and grazing her fingertips on my shaft.

The buzzer sounded again and she wasted no time in getting my short down a bit. I could experience my stopcock spring costless and maintain my shorts around my thighs. I didn't want to lose them in the consortium or pull them down too far.

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

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

I pulled her tighter and moved my hand underneath to run her washup lawsuit out of the way. I left her bottom of the inning on her metrical foot and wrapped it around her mortise joint a few times. When I was slaked she wouldn't mislay them in the piss, I turned my attention back to her. She was still straddling my waistline and my cock instinctively pushed against her lovesome first step. She stopped kissing me and moving. She had a very grave look of business on her face.

Did she want to hold back ? I almost couldn't attention less. This needed to happen.

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

I started to drive into her.

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

I began pistoning into her. Just the head at first and as her warm juices began to flow even more. A few more strokes and I was all the way in her. I had never felt anything so tight and ardent and beautiful on my turncock before. I kissed her as we bobbed in the piss up and down up and down.

She stopped her smiling style and was looking at me with complete seriousness. Every time I pushed into her all the way she let out a oink. Her centre 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 ascendence. My orgasm came up on me so quick. I just started spurting in her. I thrust as oceanic abyss as I could as I flooded her with every ounce I had. Was she on birth control ? I didn't care. She didn't even know my name.

As I started going limp inside her, I felt like a tool. Was that even enjoyable ? I net a minute. Maybe two. In the post-orgasm pellucidity the realness of what just happened came flooding to me. I took my shaft out of her and pulled my shorts up. I looked around at all the people around me. I thought I saw some old guy looking at me with a face of disgust. I looked away. What the roll in the hay was I thinking ? !

I had trouble merging 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 grouping of masses. My mind 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 police would be waiting for me as I left the kitty. Did the lifesaver know ? 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 bump me effectively.

I stopped at the toilet facility, going inside to call for my intellection. As I walked in, I noticed a red stain on my shorts.

Blood ?

She was a virgin.

Oh my god. I felt like trash. I felt like complete trash. No one deserves to fall behind their virginity that way. With someone they didn't even know. I pulled off some composition towels and began furiously rubbing the stain. Was it that noticeable ? People 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 store that sold all your water system Park needs at the entrance 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 kickoff underdrawers I saw and walked over to the register with them. I opened my zipper 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 down and ran out of the store. I was frenetic. I was furious. My thinker was moving a million miles a minute.

I stopped to calm myself. To get my breathing back under control. It's okay. It wasn't the money. A dyad hundred one dollar bill card, a couple 1920s. Maybe $ 500 in all. So what ? It didn't topic, I told myself.

But I had to get out of here.

I walked over to the rented cabanas, which sat next to a quiet pool for those who desired a more loose clip in the sun. My gorgeous, grand fiancée Isabella was laying out, being entertained by half a twelve hombre who were trying to affect her, no dubiety. This was fairly typical 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 friends. As usual they shook my hired hand, hung around for a hour and then walked away. We talked about the lantern 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 system 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 fiancee pointed out the blood stain on my shorts.

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

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

"Me too, Sugar pap. Me too."


When we finally got on the main road family I finally allowed myself a sigh of reliever and a smile .