CHAPTER ONE: THE BEGINNING
As the car continued down the highway inevitably towards its destination, Dave sat in the passenger seat thinking about the vacation in front of him. He'd been to the coast many times before; in fact he practically lived there. However, he got a tingling feeling all over when he thought about this particular trip as something seemed like it would be different from his past adventures on the Texas gulf coast.
His mother, whom was the driver of the car, had invited him on the trip as she knew he loved to go. She had explained to him that they'd be staying with some of her friends from work, Haley and Jennifer. Dave had met Haley before numerous times at previous engagements.
Being a young man of only twenty years, his thoughts quickly trailed off into a sexual analysis of Haley. He recalled in his mind what she looked like from head to toe, eventually coming to the conclusion that she had a nice ass for an older woman and that he wouldn't mind tapping it. The analysis moved into a fantasy as he began to picture what she might look like in a bikini, followed shortly by nothing at all. As a little bit of driftwood appeared in his pants, he became even more excited about the trip and couldn't wait to get out of the car.
Dave's only complaint for the entire trip was the accommodations. They were staying in a beach resort a large hotel chain had erected, which did not thrill him in the least bit. He was a modest fisherman and surfer, so high-end, fancy resorts just meant too many people and overpricing. What Dave failed to realize, however, was that it was the end of July - the prime eye candy season.
As the car pulled into the parking lot of the hotel, Dave's thoughts and harsh feelings of the hotel were quickly overcome with excitement and horniness. A view of the pool revealed a large mass of people in which most the members were young women in skimpy bikinis. There were more towards the beach, too. Dave was so hard now that he had to readjust his position so as not to embarrass himself in front of his mother. He felt lucky to be wearing sunglasses as his eyes moved all about taking in the tremendous views.
"They told us they'd meet us on the beach" his mother said as they both climbed out of the car. The path to the beach was through the pool area, so Dave celebrated in his mind. As they strolled towards the beach, passing more and more tail with each leg forward, Dave made a vow to himself that he was going to fuck as many of these girls as he could during the short time he was there.
Walking through the pool and down to the beach, Dave trailed off a little as gorgeous asses and tits placed him in a magical trance. He could only restrain himself enough not to reach out and touch each one he passed. Sure, he knew that some of them were jailbait, but most of them looked to be ripe and ready.
"Dave, they're over there. I found them" his mother called. He slowly slipped away from the mass of people and wandered down to where his mother was. He found her to be with a small group of people; two women, a man, and a young boy. Still extremely distracted by all the poon walking around, he hadn't noticed that his car fantasy was standing in front of him. As the three women began to squawk like chickens, he settled down a little to assess the situation.
After shaking hands with the man, whom he learned was the husband of Jennifer (the boy being their grandson), Dave turned towards the women to introduce himself. He quickly analyzed Jennifer as he shook hands with her, and wasn't impressed. He figured her to be too old and shriveled for his likes.