End
"Tommy, what is with you, you slow poke!" Kim demanded, pausing to stare back at her boyfriend who was straggling along behind the rest of the group.
Tommy let out a long sigh and regarded Kimberly as she posed, hands on hips, her head cocked slightly to one side. _Damn, she looks hot today!_ The six of them had planned a day at the beach, and Kim had told him that she was going to wear a new suit, but she hadn't given him a clue what it looked like. Kim's luscious tan set off the tiny white triangle top with the pink trim nicely, and her natural endowments filled it out to perfection. He couldn't tell what the bottoms looked like, but they couldn't have been any sexier than the shorts Kim had on. They were the shortest, tightest pair of denim cut-offs Tommy had ever seen her wear. The reason he was lagging behind so much was because he was enjoying the view --the shorts molded to her bottom, riding high in her crack, and her sweet cheeks peeked out from the bottom of the fringed legs enticingly. With her facing him, Tommy could see that the snap was undone and the waistband rolled down slightly; he could just make out a peep of pink trim underneath.
As Kim stood there smiling at him, the wind whipping her chestnut colored hair about her nebulously, Tommy thought he was going to burst with wanting her. It just so happened that he hit a major testosterone rush during a week of forced abstinence (and he had opted not to seek relief elsewhere). At the moment, it was all he could do to keep from pulling her to the ground and burying himself so deeply inside her that no one would ever be able to separate them. He tugged self-consciously at his white tank, pulling it low over his burgeoning erection; although, he had to confess that white wasn't exactly the best color for camouflaging hard-ons. Sensing Kim's impatience, he quickened his strides.
Kim fought to hide her knowing smile as she watched Tommy adjust himself. _Poor thing has to be soooo horny,_ she giggled to herself. Of course, her state of dress was probably driving him to distraction --she'd done that on purpose. It had been a long week, and Tommy wasn't the only one with hormones in an uproar! She almost wished the six of them hadn't been planning this picnic for so long.
She drank in the sight of Tommy from head to toe and sighed longingly. He had worn a white muscle tank --she loved him in white; it always made his naturally bronzed skin seem more lustrous. She raised an eyebrow as she scoped out his trunks; they weren't his usual baggy, hang-down-to-the-knees khaki ones. These were a deep almost-black green and came to his upper thighs. _An old pair of gym shorts?_ she wondered. Whatever they were, they looked awful nice on him --tight in the butt, and she got to see lots of leg! The only problem was that he had his hair tied back in a severe ponytail.
"What's wrong?" Tommy queried as he caught up with her, catching her tiny frown.
"This." So saying, she stood on tiptoes and pulled the elastic band out of his hair. She combed her fingers through his long, mahogany locks, shaking them loose. "Mm, much better," she purred. He smiled at her indulgently. She knew it tickled him to no end that she got so turned on by his hair; she couldn't help it. She just thought it was so sexy. Threading her arms around Tommy's neck, she pulled him to her, offering her lips to him; Tommy, however, apparently had the same idea. He swept her off her feet --literally-- and crushed her to him as his tongue swiftly darted into her mouth.
"Keep it clean, you two!" Rocky called back to them, interrupting their tongue-twining embrace.
"Yeah, this is a public beach; there are little kids present," Aisha chimed in smugly.
"Can we kill them?" Tommy muttered, setting Kim back down.
"Do you really feel like being short two Rangers?" Kim sighed.
"Guess not."
Hand in hand, the two hurried to catch up with their companions.
"You going to go play volleyball?" Tommy queried as he stripped off his tank. He shot Kim a leering smile, and she blushed. Tommy laughed. He thought it was so funny that she got embarrassed and flustered whenever he caught her checking him out so blatantly. "You're cute when you blush, you know that?" he teased, kissing her on the tip of the nose.
"You...." she murmured threateningly, swatting his flat, hard stomach playfully. "Naw, I really don't feeling like getting all hot and sweaty just yet. I think I'll just lay out and work on my tan for a while. With this new suit, I have to even things out."
"Can I oil you up?" he requested eagerly.
"Well ... I guess you've been a good boy lately," she answered saucily. "The bottle's in my bag."
Tommy knelt down on the blanket and started rifling through Kim's sack to find the lotion. However, he swiftly became distracted as Kim started stretching out. It was his turn to be embarrassed as she turned and caught his unabashed stare --as well as another highly visible indication of his appreciation.
"Later," she whispered, her low, husky voice full of promise.
"Is it later yet?" he practically begged, and Kim laughed merrily. He returned to searching for the sunscreen. "Ah ha! Here's the slippery ... little...." Tommy's breath caught in his throat. Kim had leaned forward oh-so-slightly, thrusting her bottom towards him as she eased the denim over her hips. With teasing slowness, she peeled her shorts over her delicious, swelling bottom, which was practically in Tommy's face. Before him, set off by a thin 't' of white material, were two of the most beautiful, rounded cheeks Tommy had ever seen.
"Oh, God," he moaned in undisguised appreciation.
"Like my new suit?" Kim queried coquettishly.
"Uh huh!"
Her every move calculated to tease, Kim slowly lowered herself to the beach blanket, stretching herself out on her stomach with sensual, sinuous movements.
_You're at a public beach; there are little kids present,_ Tommy reminded himself as his cock throbbed painfully in his trunks.
"Don't forget to untie my top," Kim reminded him. "I don't want to have little white string lines.
Tommy was only too happy to oblige. He'd undress her any time, any where! A quick tug had the ties falling away from her body. Kim had left the oil sitting out before putting it in her bag, so it was nice and warm. Tommy squirted a small pool in the center of her shoulderblades and watched as the clear, coconut-smelling liquid leisurely slid down the curve of her spine.
"Tickles," Kim murmured drowsily.
Tommy applied his hands to her silky flesh, spreading the oil around and kneading it in until she gleamed wetly. His hands moved lower and outwards, coating her sides as well as her back. It was no accident that his fingertips brushed the softness of her breasts mashed beneath her. As much as he would have liked to stay and play, he was anxious to smear the clear liquid over her rounded behind.
He glossed his hands over the smooth swells before covering them in oil; Kim's bottom was baby soft, and she really got into it when he'd just lightly skim his fingers over her cheeks.
"Mmm," she purred, wriggling her ass slightly in her enjoyment.
Tommy began kneading the soft globes lovingly. It was all he could do to keep from leaning over her so that his ridged pole could slide along the slick mounds. He had to force himself to move along before the temptation became too great. He worked the liquid into her thighs, his thumbs gliding along the soft insides. Kim's hips gave an unexpected pump as his digits grazed the flimsy material covering her sex. He continued teasing her with his thumbs, letting her grind herself against him. However, just as temptation reared its ugly head, a group of kids scampered past the blanket. Sighing, he continued down her legs until the entire back side of her body glistened in the bright sunlight.
"Thank you," she said sleepily.
"Tommy, you going to play or what?" Adam called out.
"I'm coming!" Tommy shouted back. "I just want to take a quick dip in the water first." He scowled at his friends' knowing smiles.
"Hey, Beautiful, you'd better turn over before those cheeks of yours get as pink as your trimmings."
"Hm?" Kim mumbled blearily. She hadn't intended to, but she had fallen asleep, and oh, what a dream she'd been having! She opened her eyes and looked up to see Tommy smiling down at her. _A girl could get used to waking up to a face like that._ She raised up carefully, holding her top in place as she changed position.
"Do I get to oil up your front?" Tommy wondered.
She caught the lusty glint in his eyes, and she matched it with a sly grin. "I suppose --since you did such an awesome job of doing my back." She purred contentedly, recalling how good his hands had felt on her butt.
"Lay back and enjoy," he instructed. Kim tucked her suit's ties out of the way but was careful to keep decently covered as she reclined on her back. She shielded her eyes against the glare of the sun and watched Tommy pour a measure of clear liquid in his palms. He started at her shoulders, kneading and caressing, then slowly his hands wandered down her chest. Mischievously, he filled his hands with her breasts.
"You don't need to oil me there," she chided gently, trying to ignore how wonderful his slick palms felt against her mounds.
"I know, but it never hurts to be extra careful," he said oh-so-innocently. "You wouldn't want to accidentally burn these pretty tits, now would you?"
"Tommy!" she hissed between clenched teeth as he moved the white triangles aside and began lightly pinching her straining nipples, sending electric bolts of pure pleasure shooting straight for her groin.
"Yes...?"
"Stop it!"
"Do you really mean that?" Another delightful pinch accompanied his query, and a soft moan slipped past Kim's lips.
"Not now. Later," Kim pleaded softly, finding herself squirming. Oh why did her tits have to be so sensitive! Tommy seemingly ignored her as he began moving his hands around her breasts in a circular motion. "Tommy, please...?"
Quick as a wink, he dipped his head low and took a quick taste at each taut bud then lightly draped her skimpy top over her heaving globes. The touch of the cloth against her nipples was maddening, and there'd be no hiding the stiff projections.
His hands smoothed over her quivering abdomen, teasingly circling around her belly button. Kim was doing her best to breathe normally, not to let Tommy get to her so, but she was failing miserably. He blew gently across her abdomen, and she shivered with delight. Her hips seemed to have a mind of their own, and they were subtly snapping against his hands as they wandered down her curves.
"I don't suppose you need any oil here either," Tommy jibed as his hand cupped her mound, rubbing slightly.
"Mm!" she whimpered, wanting him to stop yet wanting him to continue as he stroked her gently. When he slipped a finger under the edge of her bottoms, Kim sat up with a squeak and hastily had to grab her top to keep it in place.
"Tommy Oliver, if you don't stop it this minute...!" she snapped warningly. They were on a crowded beach for crying out loud!
"You're not the only tease around here," he said calmly as he gently pushed her back onto the blanket. However, he did remove his finger from where it so nicely tormented her. Even so, as he worked the oil into the tops of her thighs, Tommy continued to tantalize her pussy by brushing his fingertips across it as he ran his hands along the insides of her legs. Kim didn't even need to look to see that her dark curls were showing through the white material --her bottoms were positively soaked between her legs!
Finally, Tommy finished, leaving Kim desperately aroused and unable to do a blessed thing about it.
"Catch you later," Tommy murmured impishly, "I'm going swimming with the guys."
"I'll get you for this," Kim muttered as he ran off. She had half a mind to throw her towel across her hips and slip her hand down her bottoms; she needed to come so badly! However, she wasn't exactly quiet when she came, so that was out. She was just going to have to wait until she could get Tommy alone.
"Damn," she grumbled as she lay back down.
"Are you going to sleep the day away?" Tommy queried as he returned to the blanket.
"Why do you always wake me up at the good parts of my dreams," Kim mumbled as she started coming around.
"It looked like so much fun, I wanted to play, too."
Kim's eyes snapped open wide at his words. "What do you mean?"
"Relax, Sleepy Head, you weren't doing much more than making some really interesting noises --and you had to be real close to hear them," he assured her. He didn't have the heart to tell her that she'd been squirming so much she almost lost her top. He swept his gaze over her still-glistening body. Her nipples were as stiff as he had left them. His mouth watered with wanting to taste one. Tommy gazed around the beach. It was a little quieter now; a lot of the people had left or had retreated to the picnic areas to have dinner. Even the lifeguard was taking a break. A playful grin tugged at his lips.
"What time is it?" Kim wondered.
"Around five."
"You mean I slept all afternoon? Oh man!"
"You looked so cute sleeping, none of us had the heart to wake you."
"You mean you didn't have the nerve to let Rocky anywhere near me," she retorted. "Where is everybody else?"
"They're getting dinner ready."
"We should probably get our butts over there and pitch in," Kim said as she sat up and began adjusting her bikini. "Tommy, could you tie my top for me?"
However, that wasn't exactly what he had in mind. Instead of helping her, he reached out and ripped the tangle of triangles from her.
"Tommy!" she shrieked, quickly covering herself with her crossed arms. "What do you think you're doing?"
"You want it, come and get it," he challenged, and he took off running; he didn't stop until he reached the shoreline. He turned to look back at Kim on the blanket. She was just now discovering that Tommy had moved everything to the picnic area except for the blanket she'd been laying on. That was the only means of cover she had. His grinned broadened when he caught her look of absolute fury. Her options were limited. She could A) wrap up in the blanket and return to the picnic table to get her shirt and face the laughter of the others or B) she could wrap up and come after him to try and retrieve her top.
However, to his astonishment, Kim had chosen C) none of the above. She stood up, dropped her arms to her sides and boldly started walking towards him. Tommy watched her approach, mesmerized by the sway of her hips and the enticing way her unfettered breasts bounced with her every step. His tongue slid over his suddenly dry lips; the only other movement he was capable of making was the excited twitching in his trunks. He noticed that Kim's expression was dark, sultry, but upon taking a second look he realized it wasn't sex smoldering in her eyes. He was toast if she caught him! Just as he started backing into the water, Kim broke out in a run.
"You're dead meat, buddy," she rumbled as she leaped towards him, tackling him, sending them both crashing into the lake. The two sloshed around, wrestling in the water as Kim tried to retrieve her top. Ominous threats and thundering scowls melted into peals of laughter and mischievous smiles as she suddenly turned the tables on him. Tickling him to gain the upper hand, she grabbed the waistband of his trunks and yanked them down!
"Hey!" Tommy protested as Kim deftly stripped him of his shorts.
"You took mine, so I'll take yours," she smirked, holding up her green prize triumphantly. They weren't very far out, so there was no way Tommy could do anything other than sit in the shallow water.
"Yeah, but you're not butt naked out here!"
"Is it my fault I'm wearing a two-piece?"
"Time to even the score."
"No!" With a shriek of laughter, Kim tried to scramble away, but Tommy's greater reach enabled him to catch hold of her bottoms. In no time, he was waving her white thong at her. Kim sent a wave of water crashing at him as she attempted to retrieve her bathing suit. Tommy swam out to the deeper water so he could maneuver with a little more cover. Then it was his turn to make a grab at his clothing; however, just as he got his hands on Kimberly, she got her hands on him.
"Uhhh!" he groaned as her strong, nimble fingers closed around his aching erection. Their contest was forgotten as Tommy swept her into his arms and crushed her to his chest, reveling in the feel of her perky breasts sliding against his chest as his mouth closed over hers. His hands wandered down her curvaceous body, stroking, fondling, exploring. Kim's lips began trailing down his throat in a series of hungry kisses. Tommy shifted, dropping to one knee so that Kim was straddling his other thigh. Her hips promptly began a rhythmic rocking.
"Ohhh," she moaned, tossing her head back in ecstasy as she rubbed her clit along his muscular limb. Tommy repositioned them both so that his back was to the shore, providing a screen for Kimberly's exposed torso. He bent his head to her chest, nipping hungrily at her quivering breasts. The way Kim was grinding against him, all he could manage were fleeting licks and only then with his tongue fully extended. It made her squeal with delight; it made him grunt with frustration.
"T-Ttommy...!" she gasped in a trembling voice; her fingers dug deep into his shoulders, and he felt her muscles pulling tight. She had scarcely started and she was ready to come! Tommy slipped his hand between their bodies to find her pussy. With practiced ease, he slipped two fingers inside her while rubbing his thumb across her pleasure button. Kim's entire body snapped forward, her eyes wide with surprise, and she grabbed his hair and tugged him close, her lips fastening onto his. As her orgasm hit, she screamed her ecstasy into his mouth.
In the aftermath of her sense-shattering climax, she sagged limply against him, her head lolling against his shoulder.
"Oh wow," she murmured weakly.
"That was pretty powerful," he murmured.
"Uh huh."
Tommy adjusted Kim so that she sat across his thigh instead of astride it. He continued to support her against his body, but now she was turned so that he could reach her breasts. He cupped one gently, squeezing softly. Taking her nipple between thumb and forefinger, he rolled it back and forth, tugging lightly. He stimulated her pebble hard nub until Kim's passions and her strength began to revive.
"Mm," she sighed, and that was Tommy's cue to take her breast into his mouth. He raised his eyes to hers, holding her gaze as he made quite a show of leisurely flicking his tongue across her sensitive knot. Broadly he traced the perimeter of her areola. He wanted her to watch him pleasure her breast. He had her undivided attention as he gently bit at the rosy nipple.
Kim sucked in an excited breath, and placed her hand on the back of his head, drawing him to her, inviting him to suckle.
"Ooh, Tommy ... yes...!" she moaned, the fire that had carried her away moments before rekindled hotter than ever. She reached down to caress his tool, making him moan around her succulent bud. She began nibbling at the flesh beneath her cheek, placing tiny kisses and licks all across his shoulder. Suddenly, she pushed him away and latched on to one of his tiny nubs, suckling on him as he had on her.
Tommy was in danger of toppling over; between her hand and her mouth, his senses hit overload.
"Face the shore," Kim instructed, abandoning her pleasant perch. When he had done as she requested, she moved to shield him from the view of the beach. "Stand up."
As he rose up, she crouched down until his throbbing phallus was level with her face. Without preamble, she wrapped her arms around his waist, opened wide, and urged his hips forward, his ample manhood disappearing past her sweet pink lips in a swift stroke.
"Oh, man!" Tommy gasped, grabbing onto the back of her head to steady himself as she slowly pulled back until only the crown remained sheathed within her incredible mouth. Kim took him in again with another deep thrust, swallowing nearly his whole length. Her tongue slid over his shaft even as she sucked on him. It was as if her whole mouth was alive and moving around his cock. Tommy pumped his hips gently, and Kim accepted him eagerly. Her fingers dug into his asscheeks with each forward thrust. Slowly they wandered down his hot channel and probed the depths ... seeking ... finding ... gaining entrance.... It was quite a stretch, but Kim managed to thrust a finger into his tight hole. His response was an inarticulate groan torn from the depths of his soul.
Between Kim's hot, talented mouth and her insistently thrusting finger, Tommy didn't stand a chance. Biting back a shout, he shot spurt after spurt of hot jism down Kim's waiting throat, and she gobbled it up greedily. Tommy quickly pulled her to her feet and kissed her hard, tasting himself inside her.
The two clung to each other as they caught their breath, satisfied but not yet satiated. Kim listened to the rumbling in Tommy's chest as she reached down to try and revive his exhausted member and was not surprised to find that it was still semi-hard. She cast a quick glance over her shoulder towards the beach. The lifeguard was still absent, and the few people who had wandered back onto the sand weren't paying them any attention. Still, she felt the water lapping at the bottoms of her exposed cheeks.
"Tommy," she prompted, and he gallantly covered her ass with his hands. As his hands wandered up her back in a velvety caress, he lowered them both back into the water.
"Mm, that was nice," Tommy sighed, his face scant millimeters from her own. She could feel the movement of his lips against hers, feel his breath against her flushed cheeks. She could taste his words.
The thought that the two of them were completely naked in the lake in broad daylight and had just gotten each other off fueled the fires of her simmering desire. She smiled up at him in supplication.
"More, please," she requested. Tommy's eyebrows climbed in amusement and surprise. To demonstrate just how much more she wanted, Kim bobbed up and wrapped her legs around Tommy's waist, giving his groin a meaningful thrust. She busied her mouth with lightly kissing his satiny flesh-over-steel-muscled chest, further making her intentions known. Tommy gently cupped her face and raised it so that she looked up at him; he smiled as he tenderly kissed her.
"I still need a minute," he said breathlessly, continuing the tantalizing nips and licks. "However, that's no reason to make you wait."
Curiosity piqued, she asked, "What did you have in mind?"
"I'll show you."
Tommy pushed off as if to swim, still cradling Kim close. He maneuvered over to one of the buoys that marked the perimeter of the swimming area. He removed Kim's arms from around his neck.
"Grab on to the bobber," he instructed. Her brow crinkling with her frown, Kim reached out for the flotation device.
"Not like that," he chuckled as she embraced it. He turned her around and eased her back until she was almost floating on her back; he raised her hands over her head so that she grasped the buoy.
"Now what?" she wondered, unable to fathom his plan.
"Now, it's snack time!"
"Oh!" Kim squeaked as Tommy lifted her hips and cast her legs over his shoulders. Then, he lowered his mouth to her hot, aching snatch. "Oh shit!" she gasped as his tongue made contact with her pink flesh, gently tracing the contour of the folds, swirling around her sensitive clit, and probing the opening of her womanhood. She couldn't believe it; he was eating her out in the middle of the lake! However, there was very little time to think about anything other than how wonderful his tongue felt between her legs. Tommy had stopped playing with the whole of her mound and had concentrated solely on her tiny, stiff bud. She moaned loudly as he increased the tempo. She bucked her hips into his chin, and she clasped the buoy tighter, bracing herself. She so wanted to let go; her nipples were practically throbbing with wanting to be touched. As if reading her mind, Tommy cupped her bottom with one hand and reached up to tease her tits.
However, his wandering hand ceased its pleasurable pinching and trailed down to her pussy where Tommy inserted his fingers into her opening; her muscles clamped down on them hungrily, and Kim felt the fiery tide rising in her body, signaling a second orgasm, more powerful than her first. Her legs locked tight behind Tommy's head, pulling him in deeper. As the waves around them crashed against their feverish bodies, Kim's climax crashed through her. She had to let go and cram the heel of her hand into her mouth to stifle her cries this time, and she nearly went under as her body convulsed under the power of sensory overload.
While Kim was still recovering, Tommy urged her legs off his shoulders, freeing himself. Crouching and still supporting Kimberly, he gave his member several long strokes, stoking it to full hardness. She had regained her senses enough to know what to do. Bracing herself against his shoulders with her hands and bringing her legs around him again, she raised her hips until the purplish tip of his organ peeked just inside her cunt. She knew how Tommy liked it sometimes; giving him a wolfish smile, she dropped down on him, impaling herself on his weapon.
"Aahh!" they both moaned as their bodies joined at last. Tommy held Kim's hips and helped raise and lower her on his cock, the displaced water squelching loudly as they pounded their pelvises together, the water-resistance slowing them down somewhat. Tommy slipped behind the marker so that he could fully stand; his legs were just long enough that his organ cleared the surface of the water, enabling him to better drive his hardness into Kim's eager pussy. Tommy's limbs trembled slightly, but he showed no signs of losing his grip.
Kim tossed her head back with abandon as she ground his dick deeper and deeper into her. He took advantage of her exposed throat to nibble at it hungrily. They both knew there was little time as the churning water around them was bound to attract attention sooner or later. Still, Kim reveled in the feeling of utter freedom. The sun was warm on her skin. The slight breeze teased her puckered nipples. The sounds of Tommy's pleasure was music to her ears. Added to all that was the risk of discovery, giving their love-making an extra bit of spice.
"Oh, yes, Tommy!" she moaned as his thrusts became more insistent. She canted her hips just so, and suddenly Tommy was hitting the most sensitive spot in all of Kim's body with every stroke.
"Yes!" she shrieked as she bore down on him hard, the walls of her vagina pinioning him in a vice-like grip.
"Geezus, Kim," Tommy gasped, the movements of her muscles proving to be the last straw. With a strangled cry, he shot his come deep into her farthest recesses. His legs finally gave out, and the two splashed down in the water.
"Mm, that was intense," Kim sighed as they traded kisses, petting and stroking each other as they waited for their trembling bodies to calm down. Just then, from the beach, they heard a loud clanging sound.
"Chow time! Come and get it!" Rocky shouted, beating a pot lid with the hot dog tongs.
"Yeah, before Rocky eats it all!" Aisha added.
"Perfect timing," Tommy sighed. "Come on." He was about to swim off when Kim held him back. "What's wrong?"
"Tommy, where are our bathing suits?" Kim asked as she looked around for their missing garments. They were nowhere to be seen.
"Aw, man! I bet they got caught in the under tow and pulled further out into the lake," Tommy moaned.
"Or washed in to shore," Kim added.
"Hey, guys, looking for something?"
They two looked up to see Rocky and Aisha holding up their bathing suits. They also noticed that the lifeguard was back on duty, so there was no way for them to get out of the water undetected.
"Can we kill them?" Kim groaned.
"Do you really feel like being short two Rangers?" Tommy retorted with a laugh.
"We can train new ones."