Chapter One

If you asked any other hombre, they'd tell you she was cunning, but nothing extra. They'd probably say she was too small, too skinny or too many freckles. Those other guys might point to the superfluity of other women around the piss park. The MILFs, the vast tits and the surrounding cleavage that was on display for the world to see. Those other guys wouldn't give her a second glance. Those other guys would rather spend their time hooting and hollering at a bevy of former women.

Those other guys are idiots.

As I watched her climb the stair in forepart of me I felt as if time had been put on hold just for me just to watch her soused behind rock 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 daydream. He followed the physical object of my attention up the metal dance step and was speaking to her. I picked up a double tube and began to comply the couple, getting in line for the next ride.

The hot Carolinas sun was beating down on my shoulders, I could feel the heat on my head as I climbed each set of stairs to suffer in line for the"epic"slide. 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 eyes took in her indulgent curved shape, her lightly freckled face and overly long, unflawed legs. She was a imaginativeness. She had long brown hair 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. For a moment every zany honey song, every romantic verse form made everlasting sense to me. I hoped I wasn't staring or being creepy. I was trying to hook in every morsel of beauty out of the street corner of my eyes.

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

"Well I don't know what to say you. We spent the hold up of the money on that stupid Spongebob ride."She turned away and was suddenly nerve to aspect with me. She was up two steps higher, which put her squarely at my summit. Just as quickly she turned back around.

At that moment I became entirely too conscious of my hands and my military capability. I leaned my 6"1 frame against the railing, hoping that I looked nerveless, but felt anything but. I ran my fingers through my crinkly brown hair, hoping I didn't looking as dumb as I felt in that moment.

I wasn't sure enough if they were pal or sister or if she was his aunt or some other connection. This pin-up imaginativeness was wearing overly large dark glasses that hid her middle and about half her boldness, which made it hard for me to determine just how old she was. Her skin was very white and was almost glowing in the bright sun. Her two piece bikini was navy blue with white polka dots and was about a size too belittled for her ( b cup ? ) breasts. They looked bighearted on her petite frame of reference. 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 general direction of what I was talking about. My voice had only cracked a petty. Why was I nervous ? She's just a girl like any other, right ?

The kid just rolled his eyes a bit and said something about it being warmly pee. The girl looked at me and I could hold sworn I saw her head teacher motility as if she were looking me up and down. She gave a flaccid smiling and a thank you. I smiled in return, grateful for come near daily workouts and hefty 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 smile. I made a dullard input about the tenacious line.

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

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

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

We made some small talk for a few minutes. I finally eased up around her and made her laugh a few clip. Every sentence she did I grinned like an imbecile. 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 pipeline, the heat, the former drive in the water Park 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 spill about all the rides they had been on today.

Ronnie obviously took some pride in her untried chum and spoke highly of his academic accomplishment and their near relationship. I thought that was decent and indicative mood of a intelligent sibling kinship … very unlike my own riotous 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 marvelous 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 short for that. Her legs seemed long and out of proportion with her torso, 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 ride alone."

It went back and forth like that for a few minute as Ronnie and I took tour trying to convince him to just let us go. Maybe we should have let the masses 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 tube and I sat in the back. Ronnie stood over me and grinned. I melted at her smile and then my affection 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 slideway 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 girl were getting out of control. She sat right on my genital organ 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 shove off. Her breath was light and gave me goosebumps all along my arm. I immediately felt myself begin to get voiceless and I knew the cool water wasn't going to keep it down. Ronnie pushed her cute little behind into my mole again as she tried to aid shove us off. I bit my lip to restrain from groaning. Alex was already squealing as we finally entered into the darkened tunnel.

We started zooming down, banking the curves and all three of us were screaming. This epic sliding board was faster than you would consider was prophylactic. We must have been going 50 mil 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 bottom into me and onto my now fully hard hawkshaw. She let out a prospicient"ahhh"that could feature been sexual, or was my vision running completely wild ?

Just before the luminosity at the end of the burrow, we took a hard bank and all three of us spilled out of the electron tube and then out of the sloping trough. 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"gross out awesome"it was and Ronnie was now dripping wet with a big smile plastered on her face. She was so unbelievably sexy, standing there in the water with her wet whisker dripping down. Her methamphetamine hydrochloride 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 full look at her.

She may take in been a bit new than I thought. If I had to guess, with the shades on I had her pegged at maybe 22. Now that I could see her eyes, I was thinking quite a bit new. 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 thermionic tube away. When I got back they were still amped up.

"cum on, let's go find a urine fountain."Ronnie said, but made no motility to leave.

Against every better judgement I had in my brain, I said"You know what ? I'll buy us some frozen lemonades."I started to take the air away and kind of noticed out the corner of my eye that the kids were having some variety of whispered contention."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 vendor. Her dark glasses 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 shades. What was she doing ? Was she was looking into my soul ?

She seemed satisfied and then with her free script, grabbed mine and dragged Alex and I to the ICEE standpoint. I ordered our drinking and paid with the wad of cash I had in my zippered washup suit of clothes. I was grateful I remembered to cull up some extra before coming here because I had nearly forgotten how expensive the amusement park could be.

We sat on a bench in the ghost and as we finished up our drink, they were still kind of milling about. They were having some variety 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 while 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 percentage of my aid. She was … perfect. unhinge, 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 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 I was out of her contiguous age group.

When we got close to the wafture pocket billiards, Ronnie grabbed my helping hand and started pulling me with her. People glanced up as we cut our way through the crowd. My oculus were straight on her cute little house of cards butt and I wanted to reach out and seize it. When we were about halfway in the kitty she had to startle doggy paddling and I was still walking. She kept swimming deeper and deeper into the water.

A big function of me knew this was a huge misunderstanding. I should leave before anything happened. But what would happen ? I barely know this fille, and I'm sure things wouldn't get out of helping hand as long as we stayed in public.

At about 5 feet, I was still standing and she turned around, smiled and wrapped her stringy legs around my waistline so I could keep her afloat. They felt so smoothen on my skin and I gripped her lower back before I started to paddle with Ronnie locked onto me. She started squealing as I struggled to get the rhythm of the wave that were crashing into us. After a few moments I had it timed so I was pushing off the tooshie of the pool 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 adjacent 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 flying I was stunned. This was my moment 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 nook of her replete, juicy rim, but watching my reaction out of the niche of her eye.

"I'm sor --"She started to say before I pushed my rim against hers and felt her small backtalk open up. Our tongues intertwined for a moment before I broke it off to take care at the people around us. God only knows what they, or the lifeguards thought. But no one seemed to be noticing. A lot of them were flocking out of the pool now that the waves 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 meliorate man than this, I told myself as I crushed my rim onto hers.

Now that the waves ended, she settled her hips to a more well-situated locating -- namely properly on top of my raging hard on. I groaned a bit and gently tried to labour 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 lifeguards think, seeing a late-twenties guy with a young woman making out in world ? Surely there were rule about PDA in a family unit park. Surely they'll whistle at us and tell us to criticise it off.

I moved us closer to the rampart of the pond, trying to last out out of the melodic phrase of sight of the lifeguards and keeping my lips locked on Ronnie's. I gently nibbled on her lower lip and she gasped.

I couldn't supporter myself. My hands were all over her body, feeling every muscular tissue of her tight supple body. We didn't break our kiss. Her pelvic arch were grinding on me, on my hard shaft. With every question, with every osculation it became harder to stop her until I just … couldn't. I knew I couldn't. As lots as I knew what a mistake this was, I also knew I had no dominance over myself. It wasn't just lust or my out of controller libido. It was her.

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

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

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

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

I felt her tug at the string around my short and she very quickly reached in and started grabbing my stiff dick. She somewhat violently tugged at it and I winced. I gripped her wrist and was about to decline her when the dismay sounded and scared the bejesus out of me. The waving were about to pop again.

Ronnie gave me an awesome smile, her eyes were locked with mine in a regard I never wanted to break. She turned around so her spine was against my dresser and I was holding her around the waist. I kept my knees bent a bit so she had a bit of a tail as the waving started up and I started pushing us off the floor of the pool again. Her hired man reached behind her as she tried to keep herself horse barn by pressing my back to her.

Near the back of the puddle there was one area that didn't have the same sized waves as the residuum 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 move us into the waves ?"I whispered in her ear. She shook her head no, her wet hair splashing me and pushed her arse into my dick a bit more. I put my s hand around her waist and kissed her ear, as we fell into the beat of the undulation again. Up and down, up and down. My hardon loved the gentle motions and Ronnie's crotch pressing down on it every time I pushed from the hind end of the pool.

As we were underwater, I reached my bridge player up and grabbed a handful of her thoroughgoing titty. Very firm, and I could experience her very grueling nipples. She moaned and leaned her head back into my berm and I kissed her neck, letting my tongue wardrobe into her making her squirm.

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

My right script slipped turn down across her belly and into her bikini bottoms. I stopped for a quick present moment just to see if she would stop me but her eyes were closed like she was taking a nap as we bobbed along in the water.

Up and down, up and down.

I pressed my finger into her snatch back talk. Brushing up against her clitoris as I felt the minuscule, rigorous pussy in my spirit. The hotness and slickness of it wasn't lost in the cool off pool body of water. I moaned into her ear. This was too much. She was so wet and set up for this.

To the bystander, it might have looked like my kid baby or niece was simply enjoying the waves. But underneath the piss my work force were feeling everything. I slipped my left hired man under her Bikini top and was playing with her longsighted and toilsome 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 enshroud butt.

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

"Are you okay ?"I asked, with my finger going into her up to the second metacarpophalangeal joint. She moaned blissfully.

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

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

My mind was racing all over the place. I needed to make out this daughter. I was about to explode as it is and I couldn't think of anywhere in the common to go.

Without opening her heart her right wing deal reached between us and she went back into my shorts. She was trying to pull them down. I stopped her and told her to wait until the undulation started again.

So she very slowly stroked me, better this time, to a greater extent gentle. She was rubbing her minor hired 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 cock spring free 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 air castle and turned around to face up 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 hind end, bumping up on her clit. We bobbed in the water supply, up and down, up and down. It was killing me not to be inside her.

I pulled her tighter and moved my hand underneath to move her bathing suit out of the way. I left her undersurface on her ft and wrapped it around her articulatio talocruralis a few times. When I was satisfied she wouldn't fall behind them in the water, I turned my attention back to her. She was still straddling my waistline and my cock instinctively pushed against her affectionate opening night. She stopped kissing me and moving. She had a very serious look of worry on her face.

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

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

I started to push into her.

"Just … go slow."She gently whimpered as I slowly pushed the nous of my hawkshaw into her. I didn't think my penis would even fit in such a tight 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 high temperature eminating from her was amazing.

I began pistoning into her. Just the head at initiative and as her warm juice began to flow even more. A few to a greater extent apoplexy and I was all the way in her. I had never felt anything so soused 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 ways and was looking at me with fill in distressfulness. Every metre 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 mingy, 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 late as I could as I flooded her with every Panthera uncia I had. Was she on birth control ? I didn't care. She didn't even experience my name.

As I started going limp inside her, I felt like a tool. Was that even enjoyable ? I last a minute. Maybe two. In the post-orgasm limpidity the realism of what just happened came flooding to me. I took my hawkshaw out of her and pulled my short circuit up. I looked around at all the multitude 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 fuss confluence Ronnie's regard and when I did she looked at me with a vacuous stare. This was so inapt 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 people. My head 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 shadow that engulfed me so suddenly ? I wondered if the police would be waiting for me as I left the pool. Did the lifeguards make love ? God what just happened was so hot, so surreal.

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

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

Blood ?

She was a virgin.

Oh my god. I felt like scum. I felt like perfect scum. No one deserves to fall behind their virginity that way. With someone they didn't even know. I pulled off some paper towels and began furiously rubbing the stain. Was it that detectable ? 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 shop that sold all your urine park needs at the incoming 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 first of all shorts I saw and walked over to the registry with them. I opened my zippered sack on my bathing suit of clothes and reached in to sense … nothing.

No cash. No drivers licence. No cards.

Did Ronnie somehow … ?

I threw the bathing causa down and ran out of the computer storage. I was mad. I was wild. My mind was moving a million sea mile a minute.

I stopped to quiet myself. To get my breathing back under dominance. It's okay. It wasn't the money. A twosome hundred dollar bills, a distich 20. 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 following to a quiet puddle for those who desired a more slack up time in the sun. My gorgeous, wonderful fiancée Isabella was laying out, being entertained by half a dozen guy cable who were trying to impress her, no uncertainty. 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 ally. As usual they shook my hired man, hung around for a minute and then walked away. We talked about the slide and I told her the bank line were farsighted 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 fiancee pointed out the stemma smear on my shorts.

"Oh … the guy who went before me on the sloping trough cut himself on one of the stud. That lantern 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 employment workweek. She was rubbing her berm and checking out her tan in the toilet table mirror."I'm so happy we decided to do this, beloved Dick."

"Me too, Sugar Tits. Me too."


When we finally got on the highway home I finally allowed myself a sigh of stand-in and a grin .