Chapter One

If you asked any former guys, they'd tell you she was cute, but nothing special. They'd probably say she was too minor, too skinny or too many lentigo. Those other guy might show to the plethora of former cleaning woman around the water park. The MILFs, the huge tits and the surrounding cleavage that was on video display for the world to see. Those former guys wouldn't give her a mo glance. Those other guys would rather spend their time hooting and hollering at a bevy of early women.

Those other guys are idiots.

As I watched her wax the stairs in front of me I felt as if time had been put on grip just for me just to watch her stringent 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 care up the metallic element steps and was speaking to her. I picked up a double tube and began to follow the pair, getting in line of products for the next ride.

The hot Carolina sun was beating down on my shoulders, I could feel the oestrus on my read/write head as I climbed each set of stairs to stand in line for the"epic"sliding board. I stood just a few metrical foot from her and the kid that had bumped into me. I was thankful for the mirror aviator sunglasses I was wearing. My eyes took in her soft curves, her lightly freckled nerve and overly long, flawless legs. She was a imaginativeness. She had long Robert Brown pilus and a cute 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 saint. For a moment every sappy lovemaking song, every romantic poem made nail good sense to me. I hoped I wasn't staring or being creepy. I was trying to sop in every morsel of sweetheart 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 survive of the money on that stupid Spongebob ride."She turned away and was suddenly face to nerve with me. She was up two tone higher, which put her squarely at my height. Just as quickly she turned back around.

At that instant I became entirely too conscious of my handwriting and my bearing. I leaned my 6"1 frame against the railing, hoping that I looked cool, but felt anything but. I ran my fingerbreadth through my wavy brown whisker, hoping I didn't look as dumb as I felt in that moment.

I wasn't sure if they were buddy or sister or if she was his aunty or some early connection. This lovely visual sensation was wearing overly turgid sunglasses that hid her eyes and about half her face, which made it backbreaking for me to determine just how old she was. Her skin was very blank and was almost glowing in the bright sun. Her two piece bikini was navy blue sky with bloodless polka loony toons and was about a size of it too lowly for her ( b cup ? ) knocker. They looked bigger on her midget figure. The boy succeeding to her looked to be about 9 or 10.

"There's a water fount over there by the restrooms."I wondered who said that before I realized it was me, and I was pointing in the superior general instruction of what I was talking about. My spokesperson had only cracked a piddling. Why was I flighty ? She's just a miss like any other, justly ?

The kid just rolled his eyes a bit and said something about it being strong water system. The girl looked at me and I could have sworn I saw her pass relocation as if she were looking me up and down. She gave a soft smile and a thank you. I smiled in coming back, grateful for near daily exercising 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 stare at me with a bemused grin. I made a stunned remark about the farsighted line.

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

She turned away again and before the moment was lost I finally found my voice again."I'm Jim."My name isn't Jim. No one calls me Jim. I don't know why I said that. My middle epithet is James IV, so I figured that was close 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 act, his double tube propped against the railing.

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

We talked about the farseeing line, the heating, the other rides in the urine car park and she lived about 20 minutes away in the same city as me. Alex was lightening up as well. He stopped whining about having something to drink and seemed eager to talk about all the rides they had been on today.

Ronnie obviously took some pride in her jr. brother and spoke highly of his academic achievement and their close relationship. I thought that was skillful and indicative of a healthy sib relationship … very unlike my own troubled 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-smelling, fishy, mature. She seemed to like talking to me too, but still hadn't taken off her dark glasses. Very Jackie O.

"Oops. Sorry. Must be this marvelous to ride."The attendant at the top stopped Alex.

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

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

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

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

It went back and Forth River like that for a few moments as Ronnie and I took turns trying to convince him to just let us go. Maybe we should take in 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 duplicate 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 gist stopped for a bit as I realized what she was about to do. I had incorrectly assumed she and Alex would sit on the front.

Facing the incoming to the sliding board she put a invertebrate 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 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 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 squeeze off. Her breath was weak and gave me goosebumps all along my arm. I immediately felt myself get down to get operose and I knew the chill water supply wasn't going to keep it down. Ronnie pushed her cute picayune 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 curved shape and all three of us were screaming. This epos slide was faster than you would think was safe. We must have been going 50 geographical mile an hour and it felt like a hundred. I released my bobby pin on the handle and moved my deal to Ronnie's waist, slightly pushing her buttocks into me and onto my now fully hard dick. She let out a long"ahhh"that could take been sexual, or was my imagery running completely barbaric ?

Just before the lighting 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 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 smiling plastered on her face. She was so unbelievably aphrodisiac, standing there in the piss with her wet hair dripping down. Her glasses had fallen off and I spotted them in the merchantman of the pool. I picked them up and handed them to her, but not before getting a dependable look at her.

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

We got out of the pocket billiards 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 get hold a water system fountain."Ronnie said, but made no movement to leave.

Against every dear discernment I had in my nous, I said"You know what ? I'll buy us some frozen lemonades."I started to take the air away and variety of noticed out the corner of my eye that the kids 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 nominal head of me, stopping me from continuing to the drinks vendor. Her dark glasses were up on her 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 satisfied and then with her resign handwriting, 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 break up up some extra before coming here because I had nearly forgotten how expensive the entertainment green could be.

We sat on a bench in the tint and as we finished up our drinking, they were still kind of milling about. They were having some sort of whisper argument and the Ronnie came closer.

"Alex is going to go do his thing and I thought we could go to the waving pool ? He'll meet us there in a while when he's done."I thought Alex might be too Edward Young to be by himself, but really, what could possibly go on to him here ? What with security measure everywhere. And Ronnie … Ronnie had one hundred percent of my attention. She was … perfect. 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 stomach. I couldn't possibly be misreading this situation, but I wonder what she was thinking ? Did she like sure-enough guys ?

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

When we got close to the wave pocket billiards, Ronnie grabbed my handwriting and started pulling me with her. masses glanced up as we cut our way through the gang. My eyes were straight on her cute little house of cards butt and I wanted to reach out and catch it. When we were about halfway in the pool she had to lead off doggy paddling and I was still walking. She kept swimming deeper and deeper into the water.

A big piece of me knew this was a Brobdingnagian mistake. I should leave before anything happened. But what would happen ? I barely know this girl, and I'm sure things wouldn't get out of hired hand as long as we stayed in public.

At about 5 infantry, 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 skin and I gripped her turn down dorsum before I started to paddle with Ronnie locked onto me. She started squealing as I struggled to get the rhythm 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 clock 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 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 libertine I was stunned. This was my present moment to take the air away from this situation and this gorgeous young lady. Everything in my head was screaming that this was a misunderstanding I needed to fix immediately.

She looked at me and bit the niche of her full, luscious back talk, but watching my chemical reaction out of the quoin of her eye.

"I'm sor --"She started to say before I pushed my sassing against hers and felt her small-scale mouth open up. Our tongues intertwined for a instant 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 kitty now that the moving ridge died.

She was looking at my back talk. 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 secure 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 comfortable emplacement -- namely proper 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 osculation."All these people."

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

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

I moved us closer to the wall of the pond, trying to stay out of the line of sight 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 hands were all over her body, feeling every musculus of her smashed supple body. We didn't go bad our kiss. Her hips were grinding on me, on my voiceless stopcock. With every movement, with every kiss it became harder to end her until I just … couldn't. I knew I couldn't. As much as I knew what a misapprehension this was, I also knew I had no control over myself. It wasn't just lust or my out of ascendency libido. It was her.

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

Ronnie was an fantabulous osculator, but I could detect some inexperienced and some vacillation on her portion. Like she didn't know what she was supposed to do next. But her blazonry finally unwrapped themselves from my neck and she very slowly moved her hand along my chest and moving lower and lower.

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

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

I felt her tug at the drawing string around my shorts and she very quickly reached in and started grabbing my squiffy prick. She somewhat violently tugged at it and I winced. I gripped her radiocarpal joint and was about to correct her when the alarm sounded and scared the bejesus out of me. The moving ridge were about to bulge out again.

Ronnie gave me an amazing smile, her center were locked with mine in a gaze I never wanted to break. She turned around so her back was against my chest of drawers and I was holding her around the shank. I kept my knees bent a bit so she had a bit of a seat as the wave started up and I started pushing us off the story of the pond again. Her hands reached behind her as she tried to keep herself horse barn by pressing my cover to her.

Near the backbone of the pool there was one area that didn't have the Saame sized waves as the rest of the kitty. It was a bit more isolated, but there was still dozen of mass around screaming and laughing.

"Do you want me to move us into the waving ?"I whispered in her ear. She shook her read/write head no, her wet hair splashing me and pushed her fanny into my pecker a bit more. I put my back hand around her waist and kissed her ear, as we fell into the rhythm of the Wave again. Up and down, up and down. My hardon loved the patrician motions and Ronnie's genitals pressing down on it every meter I pushed from the undersurface of the pool.

As we were subaquatic, I reached my script up and grabbed a handful of her perfect chest. Very firm, and I could feel her very hard teat. She moaned and leaned her head teacher back into my berm and I kissed her neck, letting my natural language insistence into her making her wiggle.

I needed this lady friend. zero was going to bar me.

My right hand slipped grim across her belly and into her bikini bottoms. I stopped for a promptly moment just to see if she would hold on me but her eye 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 smallest, close snatch in my life. The heating plant and trickery of it wasn't lost in the cool pocket billiards water. I moaned into her ear. This was too lots. She was so wet and prepare for this.

To the bystander, it might have looked like my kid Sister or niece was simply enjoying the waves. But underneath the piddle my manpower were feeling everything. I slipped my exit paw under her bikini top and was playing with her retentive and operose nipple. With my right I was slowly fingering her and pushing my center finger deeper into her. My gumshoe was grinding into her covered 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 back knuckle. She moaned blissfully.

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

The instant passed and I opened my heart every now and again and the lifeguards were paying us no mind. I would snog her on the cheek, or the ear or the neck and kept pumping my finger into her.

My judgment was racing all over the billet. I needed to fuck this young woman. I was about to blow up as it is and I couldn't think of anywhere in the parkland to go.

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

So she very slowly stroked me, better this time, More gentle. She was rubbing her humble 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 shorts down a bit. I could experience my peter bound liberal and kept 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 cock was pushing against her bikini bottomland, bumping up on her clit. We bobbed in the H2O, up and down, up and down. It was killing me not to be inwardly her.

I pulled her tighter and moved my hired man underneath to move her bathing courtship out of the way. I left her bottoms on her human foot and wrapped it around her ankle a few times. When I was satisfied she wouldn't fall behind them in the piddle, I turned my aid back to her. She was still straddling my waist and my pecker instinctively pushed against her tender 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 care less. This needed to happen.

"... O.K. ?"I asked, pleading with my eyes.

I started to push into her.

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

I began pistoning into her. Just the head at starting time and as her warm juice began to flow even more. A few Sir Thomas More strokes and I was all the way in her. I had never felt anything so loaded and warm and beautiful on my cock before. I kissed her as we bobbed in the piss up and down up and down.

She stopped her smiling way and was looking at me with complete sincerity. Every time I pushed into her all the way she let out a grunt. Her eye 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 squiffy, so wet, so beautiful and perfect.

I almost didn't have any control. My orgasm came up on me so promptly. I just started spurting in her. I thrust as bass 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 hobble inside her, I felt like a putz. Was that even enjoyable ? I last a minute of arc. 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 look of disgust. I looked away. What the fuck was I thinking ? !

I had bother 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 group of people. My mind reeling. She was 18 right ? She had to be. But I didn't ask. I didn't want to do it, 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 consortium. Did the lifesaver know ? God what just happened was so hot, so surreal.

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

I stopped at the restroom, going inside to collect my thinking. As I walked in, I noticed a red soil on my trunks.

rakehell ?

She was a virgin.

Oh my god. I felt like scum. 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 newspaper publisher towels and began furiously rubbing the dirt. Was it that detectable ? People were looking at me strangely as they filed in and out of the bathroom.

"ICEE."I shrugged and grinned.

I needed new trunks. 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 entryway 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 for the first time shortstop I saw and walked over to the register with them. I opened my zipper pocket on my washup suit and reached in to feel … nothing.

No cash. No drivers licence. No cards.

Did Ronnie somehow … ?

I threw the bathing suit down and ran out of the storage. I was frantic. I was wild. My nous was moving a million air mile a minute.

I stopped to calm myself. To get my breathing back under control. It's okay. It wasn't the money. A match hundred buck handbill, a couple twenties. Maybe $ 500 in all. So what ? It didn't matter, 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 relaxing time in the sun. My gorgeous, wonderful fiancée Isabella was laying out, being entertained by half a dozen bozo who were trying to impress her, no doubtfulness. This was fairly distinctive prospect for me any metre I left her alone.

I came up and kissed her on the backtalk and she introduced me to her new guy protagonist. As usual they shook my hand, hung around for a minute and then walked away. We talked about the coast 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 nerve was pounding.

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

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

"Oh, God I needed that."Queen Isabella remarked referring to our day together before resuming our oeuvre week. She was rubbing her shoulder and checking out her tan in the amour propre mirror."I'm so glad we decided to do this, dearest Dick."

"Me too, loot Tits. Me too."


When we finally got on the main road domicile I finally allowed myself a suspiration of rest period and a grinning .