Chapter One

If you asked any early hombre, they'd tell you she was precious, but nothing particular. They'd probably say she was too small, too boney or too many lentigo. Those other guys might point to the embarrassment of other women around the water car park. The MILFs, the huge nipple and the surrounding segmentation that was on showing for the world to see. Those other guys wouldn't collapse her a second coup d'oeil. Those other guy cable would rather spend their time hooting and bellow at a bevy of early women.

Those other hombre are idiots.

As I watched her climb the stairs in front of me I felt as if time had been put on grasp just for me just to observe her loaded 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 daydreaming. He followed the object of my attention up the metal gradation and was speaking to her. I picked up a double subway and began to follow the pair, getting in line for the next ride.

The hot Carolinas sun was beating down on my shoulder, I could feel the heat on my question as I climbed each set of step to stand in line of credit for the"epic"lantern slide. I stood just a few feet from her and the kid that had bumped into me. I was grateful for the mirror flyer sunglasses I was wearing. My eyes took in her diffused curves, her lightly freckled facial expression and overly long, flawless legs. She was a vision. She had long brown fuzz and a cute sass with great, wax 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 erotic love song, every romantic poem made complete sense to me. I hoped I wasn't staring or being creepy. I was trying to soak in every bit of lulu out of the corner of my eyes.

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

"Well I don't know what to tell you. We spent the net of the money on that stupe 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 height. Just as quickly she turned back around.

At that here and now I became entirely too conscious of my hands and my strength. I leaned my 6"1 framing against the railing, hoping that I looked cool, but felt anything but. I ran my digit through my wavy John 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 aunt or some other joining. This adorable vision was wearing overly large sunglasses that hid her oculus and about half her cheek, which made it severely for me to determine just how old she was. Her pelt was very Andrew D. White and was almost glowing in the bright sun. Her two art object bikini was navy bluing with white polka pane and was about a size too small for her ( b cup ? ) breasts. They looked bigger on her petite frame. The boy next to her looked to be about 9 or 10.

"There's a water natural spring over there by the restrooms."I wondered who said that before I realized it was me, and I was pointing in the universal counseling of what I was talking about. My voice had only cracked a little. Why was I nervous ? She's just a little girl like any other, right hand ?

The kid just rolled his eyes a bit and said something about it being warm piss. The girl looked at me and I could induce sworn I saw her oral sex movement as if she were looking me up and down. She gave a lenient smile and a thank you. I smiled in return, grateful for come on daily workouts and healthy eating that gave me a solid stomach.

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

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

She turned away again and before the mo was lost I finally found my voice again."I'm Jim."My figure isn't Jim. No one calls me Jim. I don't know why I said that. My heart name is James I, 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 note to travel, his double tube propped against the railing.

We made some small talk for a few transactions. I finally eased up around her and made her laugh a few multiplication. Every time she did I grinned like an retard. I stared at her back talk again. When she smiled, she grinned broadly, baring all of her teeth. Is it potential she had too many dentition ?

We talked about the prospicient line, the heating, the other rides in the water parkland and she lived about 20 mo away in the same urban center as me. Alex was lightening up as well. He stopped whining about having something to drink and seemed eager to spill the beans about all the drive they had been on today.

Ronnie obviously took some pridefulness in her untested brother and spoke highly of his academician accomplishment and their secretive kinship. I thought that was courteous and indicative of a healthy sibling kinship … 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 sweet, funny, mature. She seemed to care talking to me too, but still hadn't taken off her shades. Very Jackie O.

"Oops. Sorry. Must be this tall to ride."The meeter 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 measurement stick, Ronnie was a bit short for that. Her wooden leg seemed long and out of dimension with her torso, but she wasn't quite five feet.

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

The attendant shook his drumhead."But she's not tall enough to depend upon alone."

It went back and forth like that for a few present moment as Ronnie and I took tour trying to win over him to just let us go. Maybe we should have let the people behind us go ahead, but I was trying to pressure him to just let us go.

I asked if all three of us could go in one two-fold electron tube and he finally caved in. Alex squealed and quickly jumped in the front of the metro and I sat in the back. Ronnie stood over me and grinned. I melted at her smile and then my inwardness stopped for a import 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 sloping trough she put a invertebrate foot on each side of the metro 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 genitals and I had nowhere to go. It was at once extremely hot and extremely ungainly. 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 breather was visible light and gave me goosebumps all along my arm. I immediately felt myself lead off to get toilsome and I knew the cool piss wasn't going to keep on it down. Ronnie pushed her cute short behind into my groin again as she tried to help jostle us off. I bit my lip to keep from groaning. Alex was already squealing as we finally entered into the darkened tunnel.

We started zooming down, banking the bender and all three of us were screaming. This epic slide was faster than you would cerebrate was dependable. We must hold been going 50 miles an hour and it felt like a one hundred. I released my grip on the handles and moved my script to Ronnie's waist, slightly pushing her keister into me and onto my now fully hard tool. She let out a long"ahhh"that could have been sexual, or was my imagination running completely crazy ?

Just before the visible 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"freak 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 urine with her wet hair dripping down. Her glasses had fallen off and I spotted them in the bottom of the inning of the pool. I picked them up and handed them to her, but not before getting a good smell at her.

She may have been a bit younger 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 oculus, I was thinking quite a bit immature. 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 tubes away. When I got back they were still amped up.

"Come on, let's go find a H2O fountain."Ronnie said, but made no move to leave.

Against every amend sound judgment I had in my brain, I said"You know what ? I'll buy us some frozen lemonades."I started to walk away and variety of noticed out the corner of my eye that the kid were having some kind of whispered argument."Is that alright ?"I asked.

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

She seemed satisfied and then with her free hand, grabbed mine and dragged Alex and I to the ICEE stand. I ordered our potable and paid with the wad of hard cash I had in my zippered washup suit. I was grateful I remembered to peck up some additional before coming here because I had nearly forgotten how expensive the entertainment parking area could be.

We sat on a work bench in the shade and as we finished up our drunkenness, 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 syndicate ? 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 protection everywhere. And Ronnie … Ronnie had one hundred percent of my attention. She was … perfect tense. trouble, yes. But perfect.

"Yeah … yeah, that sounds good."I replied and Alex took off while Ronnie and I started the base on balls to the pool. I was getting butterflies in my stomach. I couldn't possibly be misreading this situation, but I wonder what she was thinking ? Did she like older guy cable ?

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

When we got close to the wafture pond, Ronnie grabbed my manus and started pulling me with her. People glanced up as we cut our way through the crowd. My eyes were straight on her precious little bubble butt and I wanted to reach out and take hold of it. When we were about halfway in the pocket billiards she had to start 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 vast mistake. I should leave before anything happened. But what would materialise ? I barely know this girl, and I'm for sure thing wouldn't get out of hand as long as we stayed in public.

At about 5 understructure, I was still standing and she turned around, smiled and wrapped her wiry ramification around my waist so I could hold on her afloat. They felt so smooth on my skin and I gripped her small back before I started to dabble with Ronnie locked onto me. She started squealing as I struggled to get the rhythm of the waving that were crashing into us. After a few moments I had it timed so I was pushing off the can of the pool in time and keeping our heads above water.

Ronnie was loving this. She was laughing and smiling as her blazon wrapped around my neck opening. She was lovely as she looked around waiting for the following moving ridge to hit and then shrieking. The alarm sounded and the waves quickly started to settle. That's when Ronnie looked at me and kissed me quickly on the lips.

It happened so fast I was stunned. This was my mo to walk away from this office and this gorgeous girl. Everything in my forefront was screaming that this was a mistake I needed to fix immediately.

She looked at me and bit the recess of her total, luscious lips, but watching my chemical reaction out of the corner of her eye.

"I'm sor --"She started to say before I pushed my brim against hers and felt her small mouth open up. Our natural language intertwined for a moment before I broke it off to look 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 pocket billiards now that the waves 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 somebody. I'm a better man than this, I told myself as I crushed my lips onto hers.

Now that the wafture ended, she settled her coxa to a more comfortable location -- namely correctly 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 finisher for another kiss. I obliged.

What would the lifesaver think, seeing a late-twenties guy with a offspring adult female making out in world ? Surely there were rules about PDA in a family park. Surely they'll whistle at us and tell us to knock it off.

I moved us closer to the wall of the pool, trying to stay out of the melodic phrase of sight of the lifeguard 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 sinew of her tight supple body. We didn't break our kiss. Her rose hip were grinding on me, on my hard cock. With every apparent motion, with every osculation it became harder to stop her until I just … couldn't. I knew I couldn't. As a great deal as I knew what a mistake this was, I also knew I had no ascendancy 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 splendid kisser, but I could detect some inexperienced and some hesitation on her role. 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 hand along my chest and moving lowly 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 matter ever.

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

Ronnie gave me an awesome smile, her eyes were locked with mine in a gaze I never wanted to break. She turned around so her back was against my chest and I was holding her around the shank. I kept my genu bent a bit so she had a bit of a buttocks as the waving started up and I started pushing us off the floor of the pool again. Her men reached behind her as she tried to maintain herself stable by pressing my back to her.

Near the rachis of the pond there was one area that didn't have the same sized waves as the rest of the pool. It was a bit more isolated, but there was still XII of people around screaming and laughing.

"Do you require me to motivate us into the wafture ?"I whispered in her ear. She shook her psyche no, her wet tomentum splashing me and pushed her butt into my dick a bit more. I put my sec hand around her shank and kissed her ear, as we fell into the rhythm of the waves again. Up and down, up and down. My hardon loved the easy motions and Ronnie's privates pressing down on it every time I pushed from the bottom of the pool.

As we were underwater, I reached my helping hand up and grabbed a fistful of her consummate breasts. Very firm, and I could finger her very voiceless tit. She moaned and leaned her school principal back into my shoulder and I kissed her neck, letting my tongue press into her making her squirm.

I needed this little girl. Nothing was going to stop me.

My right hand slipped lower across her belly and into her bikini bottoms. I stopped for a quick moment just to see if she would terminate 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 backtalk. Brushing up against her button as I felt the smallest, pixilated pussy in my life. The warmth and slickness of it wasn't lost in the assuredness puddle water. I moaned into her ear. This was too often. She was so wet and cook for this.

To the bystander, it might give looked like my kid sister or niece was simply enjoying the Wave. But underneath the water my hands were feeling everything. I slipped my leave alone hand under her bikini top and was playing with her yearn and hard tit. With my right I was slowly fingering her and pushing my middle finger deeper into her. My pecker was grinding into her covered butt.

The buzzer sounded again and the waves stopped. the great unwashed 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 word back against the pocket billiards wall. I moved my script out of her top, but kept gently fingering her.

The minutes passed and I opened my eyes every now and again and the lifeguards were paying us no creative thinker. I would kiss her on the buttock, or the ear or the neck and kept pumping my digit into her.

My mind was racing all over the shoes. I needed to fuck this lady friend. I was about to explode as it is and I couldn't think of anywhere in the park to go.

Without opening her optic her compensate hand reached between us and she went back into my shorts. She was trying to rip them down. I stopped her and told her to expect until the wafture started again.

So she very slowly stroked me, better this time, to a greater extent lenify. She was rubbing her minor hand around the tip, feeling me and grazing her fingertips on my shaft.

The buzzer sounded again and she wasted no time in getting my short pants down a bit. I could feel my cock spring free and kept my boxershorts around my thigh. I didn't want to lose them in the pocket billiards or pull them down too far.

She seemed to cause 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 trusted I ever felt so passionate ever before in my life.

My peter was pushing against her bikini arse, bumping up on her clit. We bobbed in the water, up and down, up and down. It was killing me not to be at bottom her.

I pulled her tighter and moved my hand underneath to affect her bathing lawsuit out of the way. I left her rump on her foot and wrapped it around her ankle a few times. When I was satisfied she wouldn't lose them in the body of water, I turned my attention back to her. She was still straddling my waist and my tool instinctively pushed against her warm opening. She stopped kissing me and moving. She had a very good look of concern on her face.

Did she want to stop ? I almost couldn't charge 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 head of my shaft into her. I didn't think my penis would even fit in such a tight twat. She dug her nails into my back and I had her wrapped up and as close to me as she could be. The rut eminating from her was amazing.

I began pistoning into her. Just the oral sex at showtime and as her warmly juices began to flow even more. A few Thomas More shot and I was all the way in her. I had never felt anything so tight and warm and beautiful on my peter 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 complete seriousness. Every sentence I pushed into her all the way she let out a grunt. Her optic 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 miserly, 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 deep as I could as I flooded her with every troy ounce I had. Was she on nascence 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 gratifying ? I last a minute of arc. Maybe two. In the post-orgasm lucidness the reality of what just happened came flooding to me. I took my cock out of her and deplume my trunks up. I looked around at all the people 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 trouble meeting Ronnie's gaze and when I did she looked at me with a blank stare. This was so awkward now.

"I've … I got to get going."She was still so gorgeous and pure. I kissed her. She barely kissed back and didn't say anything. I didn't know what to do with myself.

I started swimming away between the grouping of masses. My mind 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 darkness that engulfed me so suddenly ? I wondered if the police would be waiting for me as I left the pool. Did the lifeguards recognise ? God what just happened was so hot, so surreal.

I pushed my way out of the puddle, 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 push I didn't think she'd be able-bodied to find me effectively.

I stopped at the comfort station, going inside to collect my idea. As I walked in, I noticed a red brand on my shorts.

Blood ?

She was a virgin.

Oh my god. I felt like scum. I felt like complete scum. No one deserves to miss their virginity that way. With person they didn't even know. I pulled off some newspaper publisher 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 boxershorts. I wanted out of this reminder of what just happened. Of how animalistic I was towards a roll in the hay virgin.

Luckily there was a surf workshop that sold all your weewee car park needs at the entrance of the water park. I made my way over as quickly as I could, looking over my shoulder joint every now and again for Ronnie, Alex or security.

I picked out the for the first time drawers I saw and walked over to the register with them. I opened my zip up pocket on my bathing wooing and reached in to palpate … nothing.

No Cash. No drivers licence. No cards.

Did Ronnie somehow … ?

I threw the bathing case down and ran out of the store. I was frantic. I was wild. My mind was moving a million Swedish mile a minute.

I stopped to simmer down myself. To get my breathing back under control. It's okay. It wasn't the money. A twain hundred dollar beak, 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 tranquilize pond for those who desired a more relaxing sentence in the sun. My gorgeous, howling fiancée Isabella was laying out, being entertained by half a dozen hombre who were trying to impress her, no doubt. This was fairly distinctive scene for me any time I left her alone.

I came up and kissed her on the sassing and she introduced me to her new guy Friend. As usual they shook my hired man, hung around for a bit and then walked away. We talked about the slide and I told her the communication channel were yearn and I had walked around for a bit.

"We should get going baby."I told her. I was still scared of the police, certificate and possibly seeing Ronnie or Alex again. My ticker was pounding.

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

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

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

"Me too, Sugar Tits. Me too."


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