Chrissie was spending the weekend at her parents' camp on Star Lake. She and her sister had been going to the cottage since they were children but it had been at least a few years since she had been there. She usually dreaded having to make time with her aunts and uncles just to enjoy some time at the beach but since she'd graduated college and taken a job in the city she felt she could use a break.
She had hardly even walked in the door to the cabin when her sister, Liz, bounced up and gave her a hug.
"You made it just in time, drop your stuff, get changed and lets go to the sand bar," Liz ordered.
Liz was older than Chrissie by about 2 years. Liz had always been the one to get all of the attention from guys. Liz had bright blonde hair, a great body and was very outgoing. Chrissie didn't hurt in the looks department either but she hardly had the attitude Liz did.
"Where is everybody?" Chrissie asked.
"Mom and Dad went to Saranac to go shopping and the rest won't be here until tomorrow. Come on, I want to hit the bar before sundown."
Chrissie wasn't thrilled with the idea, but could tell that Liz wouldn't take no for an answer.
By the time Chrissie had changed into her bikini, Liz had gotten the boat prepped and ready. They chitchatted about jobs, guys and life as Liz steered the Starfish toward the sand bar. Star Lake has a sand bar that runs through the eastern bay that had long been the social hotspot on the lake around happy hour. As they rounded into the bay of the lake they could see a few boats already moored near the sand bar and some people hanging out. Liz grabbed a few beers out of the cooler as they anchored near the end of the sand bar and threw a beer to Chrissie. The girls jumped down of the boat into the cool lake water and waded over to the sand bar where some college guys were throwing a football and drinking beer. "Hi boys," Liz chirped as she approached the group. Liz had taken off the t-shirt covering her silver bikini top holding in her D cup breasts.
"Typical" thought Chrissie. Liz was such a flirt. Chrissie followed behind taking a big swig from her beer. Chrissie was wearing cut off jean shorts and a tank over her red bikini. Her tits were smaller than Liz's but still a healthy C cup. Chrissie had sandy blond hair and deep blue eyes, on looks alone she rivaled Liz closely but Liz's flirty style always drove the men crazy.
The guys took a break from their football tossing to check out the new arrivals. "You babes want a beer", a guy wearing a backwards visor called out.
Chrissie held up her bottle and said sarcastically, "Already got one."
Liz shot her sister the "don't be a party-pooper" look, downed her beer and yelled out, "Beer me, dude."
The four guys gave out a howl. One of them turned up the music blasting out of his phone and Liz started to dance. Chrissie rolled her eyes, as a shirtless guy wearing a backwards hat approached.
"Hi. I'm Bill." He said as he shook Chrissie's hand. "Do you guys live here or..." he trailed off.
"Just up for the weekend," Chrissie explained. "Our parents own a cottage over near post office bay."
"Cool. I didn't catch your name?" he said.
"I didn't give it," she smiled. "Chrissie. And that's my sister Liz," she said nodding toward Liz dancing in the middle of the other three guys.
"You want a jello shot?" Bill asked.
Chrissie looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"I know pretty girlie," he shrugged "but Tim made a shit load of them last night because he thought more people were coming."
"Sure" responded Chrissie, "I could use that beer now too," she said as she swallowed down the last mouthful of the beer she had been nursing.
Bill came back with the beers and several jello-shot cups.
After some small talk and a few shots Chrissie asked "How come your not dancing with Liz?"
"I don't dance," He smirked. "Besides, she's not my type."
Chrissie took the bait. "Oh yeah. Whats your type?" she asked as she put down another Jello shot.
"Well.... More like you," he said with a smile and looked at her round tits. He leaned in and kissed her. Chrissie pulled away at first, then motivated by the buzz and stealing some of the spotlight from her tart of a sister, kissed him back. Her head was swimming but she suddenly caught herself and pulled away. She looked around, Liz and the college boys were oblivious, but there were a few older people standing about 50 yards down the sand bar.
Bill sensed her sudden anxiety, "Don't worry, babe, nobody cares."
"Come here," Chrissie ordered as she grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pulled him behind the boat and out of view of the rest of the party-ers on the sand bar. "I don't normally do stuff like this" she said, half justifying it to herself as she kissed him hard. They made out for a few minutes, his hands sliding up and down from her hips to her tits. Suddenly, she dropped to her knees and looked up at him with a devilish grin. She reached out and undid his shorts, pulling out his thick hard cock. She started jerking his shaft with her hand and greedily slurping at the head of his cock. Bill reached down and massaged her sandy blonde hair as she sucked his dick. "What am I doing?" she thought. She was by no means a prude but kneeling in the sandy water and sucking the dick of some guy she just met was a first for her. She loved the feeling, the sand and cool water up to her ass as she noisily sucked his cock and jerked him off. She looked up at Bill's face and saw him leaning against the boat with his head back and his eyes closed. She jerked harder and sucked his dick as hard as she could. She felt him grasp her hair and let out a groan. She quickened her pace and felt the pressure building in his balls. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her face into his crotch, forcing his cock into the back of her throat. She gagged but then relaxed her throat anticipating his cum. He fired a hot stream of cum into her mouth that was too much for her to handle. Her head jerked back instinctively and she coughed as he fired another spurt of cum into the air that splashed into the lake.
"Sorry," she coughed again.
"Don't be," he smiled.
She stood up and kissed him. She couldn't believe she just blew some random guy on the beach. She felt so slutty...but she loved it.
He leaned in for more of the kiss and grabbed her tits. "Hang on" she said backing away and suddenly becoming very aware of the public nature of where they were as another boat approached the sand bar.
"Come on, babe," Bill cooed as he pulled her back to him. She brushed him off.
"Not now, here comes a boat." They walked back towards Liz dancing with the guys. They each grabbed a beer from the cooler and Bill winked at her. Liz's phone started to ring. She answered it and frowned at Chrissie.
"We've got to head back."
"Aw come on." Cried the young guy with the backward visor. Chrissie looked at Bill.
"Where are you guys staying?"
"Tim's house." Bill shot back. "Yellow house in Eagle Bay, top o the dune."
"Come on Chrissie," called Liz. Liz smirked at Chrissie as they pulled anchor.
"You little skank," teased Liz.
"What?" responded Chrissie as she turned red.
"I saw you making out with that guy behind the boat. Look at you, youre glowing."
"Whatever," said Chrissie. "Youre one to talk."