Meteor Shower

Every summer my family rents a large beach house on North Carolina's Outer Banks. This year it was a massive gray structure, rising from a mass of support beams underneath where we could park our cars and shower after hitting the beach. We all got out, my parents, my sister, and my girlfriend, Laura, stretched our stiff muscles and breathed deeply in the fresh sea air. Grabbing some bags we walked up the stairs, unlocked the doors and went inside.

It was decorated just like any other house on the islands, full of nautical decorations, somewhat old but sturdy furniture, and lots of obscure books for reading on the sand. The entire back was made up of windows, looking out onto the rolling waves; the local pier was just visible off to the right. A few bedrooms were located on the bottom floor but the best ones were on the top floor.

I went up the stairs, two at a time, and picked out a small room with a great view, dropping my bags on the bed. As I opened the window I could tell someone was behind me. I turned.

"Well, where am I going to sleep?" Laura asked arms crossed her chest and two bags at her feet, her lips in a fake pout.

I turned and walked over to her, reached my arms around her. She seemed to soften in my embrace. "You know we can't share the same room, not with my parents."

"I know, but I was just hoping…" she trailed off, a look of lust and desire in her eyes.

"I'm sure we can work something out," I said as I leaned down and kissed her.

"Break it up you two," my sister said as she walked upstairs and looked for a room.

"Oh stop, you're just jealous cause you don't have anyone."

"Yeah, whatever," she mumbled, and closed her door.

"Sorry about that," I said, readjusting my arms around her waist and giving her a quick kiss on the mouth, "won't happen again, promise."

"Yeah, better not," and she laid her head on my chest.

I back slowly into my room, still holding her, and we fell onto my bed.

"Now this is an interesting position…" she said, holding herself above me, her long hair hanging down, and smiling. "Hmmm, what have we here?" she said, rubbing my crotch and laying back down. I held her tightly, with one arm around her waist and the other on the back of her head, as our lips met.

Then, out of the blue, I heard my mom from downstairs. "Come on kids, we're going to dinner!"

My sister came out of her room, gave us a dirty look, and went downstairs where my parents were already waiting.

Dinner was great, a small seafood place that we always go to, then we went and got groceries to last us the two weeks. By the time we got back it was nice and we were all tired. As everyone else sat down to either watch TV or read a book, Laura and I grabbed a blanket and headed out to the beach. I set it down near the dunes and we sat down, Laura sat between my legs.

Beyond the sand, blue in the moonlight, the water and the ocean seemed to merge into one large black mass. The only sounds were the waves and the occasional car along the road. I wrapped my arms around her, resting them on her soft stomach. I leaned my head down and rested it on her shoulder, smelling her hair.

"I love this place," I said, looking up at the twinkling stars.

"I can see why, its perfect."

"Even more so when you're here," I whispered with a grin.

"You're too sweet."

"I know."

We sat there for an hour, just staring at the sky and the water, not saying a word, just enjoying each other's company. Finally she spoke up. "I need a shower and we have a big day ahead, lets head back."

I shook the blanket off, folded it, and we walked back to the house, hand in hand. While she went off to shower I sat on my bed, back against the wall, and read a book. Then the water stopped and a few minutes later I heard the bathroom door open. Laura came over and stood in my doorway, wrapped in a large bathrobe, hair covered with a towel. "Good book?"

"Yeah, its good, I'm looking forward to getting a lot read this weekend."

"Not if I have anything to do with it," and she walked over to my bed. "Goodnight." She leaned down and kissed me.

"Night babe."

"Oh Tom," she said from the door.

Looking up, "Yeah?"

"Sweet dreams," and with that she flung open her robe for an instant. Burned into my eyes was the image of her white skin, perky breasts, and the dark patch of hair between her legs. Before I could say anything she was gone. I read for a little longer then turned my light off and went to bed, still smiling wildly.

The days passed by in a blur. Every morning we would wake up, cook breakfast, then all head down to the beach whenever we felt like it. My parents sat in their chairs, reading different books, my sister rarely came out, preferring to stay in the house, and Laura and I would play in the water, go on walks, or just nap in the sun. Laura always looked amazing, her brown hair flowing in the wind, wild and tangled, and her body covered in a small black bikini. I loved to watch the way her butt would wiggle ever so slightly and the gentle curve of her stomach. At night we'd retire to the house and play cards, watch movies, or the two of us would go on long walks down the beach.

One night, a few days before we left, there was a meteor shower. My parents suggested we all go out to Kitty Hawk, the large dunes on the island, and watch from there, but I felt like staying home and watching from the deck on the roof with Laura. So my parents left, dragging my sister with them.

"Wanna join me?" I asked Laura as I grabbed a bottle of wine and poured myself a small glass.

"Yeah, I'll be right up after a shower."

"Ok, don't take too long or you might miss it." I went out onto the porch and climbed the narrow steps to the top deck. I sat down on the bench, the rough wood harsh against my bare back. Slowly, one at a time, I saw short bright streaks appear in the sky. Just as they were starting to pick up Laura appeared on the steps, wearing her thick bathrobe.

"Oh good, just in time. It's starting." I said and set my empty glass down.

"I know, you don't want to miss this," she said as she slid her robe off, revealing her naked body in the moonlight.

Amazed, I managed to stutter "What are you doin-"

She put a finger to her lips. "Shhh, don't talk."

She sauntered over, hips swaying, breasts jiggling, her nipples hard in the open air, her robe still in one of her hands.

"Mmmm, what is under here?" she said, grabbing the waistband on my shorts. "Looks like someone has a little problem. What are we going to do?" She slowly pulled down my shorts. I lifted myself up off the bench as she pulled them down my hips and off my legs, exposing my cock, hard and throbbing.

She lowered her head, rubbing my cock over her cheek before slowly licking the underside with her tongue. Soon it was glistening, a drop of precum working down along the smooth surface. With one swift motion she took it all into her mouth. She slowly moved her head up and down, exciting all the nerves in my cock. She brought her hands up, one mimicked her movements on my cock while the other gently cupped my balls and rolled them in her palm. With each minute her pace was quickening and I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. Just as I was about to cum she released me from her mouth and squeezed tightly.

Licking her lips she said, "Not yet, I'm not ready for that. Now get up." I stood. She arranged her robe on the ground and pointed. "Lay down." I did as she said, my cock laying against my abdomen, warm and wet. She walked over, straddled my hips and squatted over me. I could see her lips, pink and slick, sticking out from between the dark hair as she gently took my cock and rubbed it over herself. Positioning the head at the opening of her pussy she sat down, forcing my cock into her.

I could feel the tight muscles squeezing me from all directions, the soft strong warmth. I watched in amazement as she slowly moved herself up and down on my cock, watching it slide in and out from between her thighs. I reached up and took her breasts in my hands. They just fit into my palms but they were perfect in my eyes, capped with large pink nipples. I rubbed them as she continued to move herself up and down, quickening her pace just like before. I could tell she was really into it because her eyes were closed and her mouth hung open, only the occasional gasp escaping.

Soon her gasps turned into low moans and I could feel her muscles tightening around me. She started breathing heavily and making small squeaks as an orgasm washed over her body. After the pleasure subsided she opened her eyes and stared down at me, still buried deep within her. Now moving with earnest she was concentrating solely on me.

In no time I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm and I must have given something away because she spoke up. "Let me see. I want to watch."

I tried to tell her it was close but she must've known because she lifted herself up just as I started to cum. A large white drop dribbled down the side but the next shot into the air, landing right on her pussy, the next couple landing inside her thighs or on my stomach. I could feel my cock starting to soften as she lay down next to me, draping her arm over my body. I kissed her passionately on the lips.

"I love you," I said.

"I know. I love you too."

We didn't stay there much longer but hurried downstairs before my parents came home. I never did see much of that meteor shower or remember much of the rest of the vacation, but that is a memory I carry with me to this day.