Paula was out on the beach and Bobby was getting ready to join her. Before he went outside, he stopped and looked out the beach house's huge windows. His heart sank. Paula was lying on a blanket on the sand. Standing over her was a muscular, good-looking blonde young man.
Jealousy flared in Bobby. He and Paula were supposed to have this time alone. "What the hell is that damn beach bum doing here?" he thought. His jaw tightened, he turned, went downstairs, grabbed a beach chair out of the closet and stormed out the door, onto the beach.
The young man talking to Paula saw Bobby come out, looked at him, then turned his attentions back to her. Not that Bobby blamed him. He was just another kid, and Paula was a gorgeous young woman.
Bobby padded across the sand to where Paula and the young man were. The guy was even better-looking up close than he appeared from the window. And, on top of that, he had the well-developed musculature of a weight lifter.
Paula smiled at Bobby. "Hi," she said. "Bobby, this is Tom, his folks own the house over there." She gestured to a house down the beach. "I've known him for years, ever since my folks bought this place."
"Hello," Bobby said. He put down his beach chair next to Paula, then sat down. He didn't offer to shake hands, and didn't say more than he had to. He was pissed and didn't care if it showed.
"Hi," the young man said. Once more, his attention returned to Paula. "You know how it is, Paula, a whole bunch of people show up on the weekends," he said, "Remember all the parties and stuff we used to have?"
Bobby was miffed that he wasn't included in their conversation, a fact that didn't surprise him since Tom didn't know him, but just the same it made him angry. He picked up the bottle of tanning lotion lying on the blanket next to Paula and began spreading it on himself.
Paula and the young man continued to talk. Bobby paid little attention to them, and hardly heard what they were saying. Angry thoughts rushed though his mind. "This is supposed to be time for Paula and me to be alone!" he fumed, "If I'd known this jerk was going to be here, I'd have suggested going to the mountains. Why the fuck doesn't he split? Can't he see we don't want him here?" The more he thought about it, and the longer Tom kept talking with Paula, the angrier Bobby got.
It didn't help that he knew he had no right to be angry, or jealous. It wasn't Paula's fault Tom had shown up. The longer the boy stayed, the stronger Bobby's anger grew. Unfortunately, Bobby couldn't think of any way to get rid of him.
"Thomas! Time for dinner!" a female voice called from down the beach.
"Got to go," the young man said. "That's my mom. Hey, it was neat seeing you again, Paula, I'll see you later."
"'Bye, Tom," Paula said.
Bobby was sitting with his eyes closed, soaking up the sun. He was warm outside and stewing with bitterness inside.
"I didn't know Tom would be here this week; you don't mind, do you?" Paula asked.
"I guess not," Bobby replied sharply. "Why should I?"
"Bobby, are you mad at me?" Paula asked.
Bobby looked at her. The hurt look in her eyes made his anger vanish. "I'm not mad at you," he said. "I...I'm sorry if I snapped at you."
Paula smiled at him brightly. "Could you put some suntan lotion on my back, Bobby?" she asked. "I don't want to burn." She rolled onto her belly.
"Sure," Bobby said. He got off the chair and knelt next to her. He poured a little lotion in his hand and let it warm up, then he began spreading it on Paula's back. The second his hands touched her velvety skin his cock began to stiffen. He couldn't help himself.
"Mmmmmm," Paula murmured softly. "That feels nice."
"It sure does," Bobby agreed. What he was doing was very exciting. His hands roamed over Paula and she continued to murmur, then squirm, as his lotion-slick hands prowled her flesh.
"Oh, God, Bobby!" Paula said softly, "I can't believe it! You're turning me on!"
"I...I am?" Bobby croaked. His throat was tight and he was struggling to breathe.
"You sure are!" she replied. Her soft, warm hand slid up his leg and grasped his awakening cock. "Oh, God! You're turned on, too!" she exclaimed, gripping his cock through his swimsuit, squeezing it. Thunderbolts of passion boomed in the young man.
Paula squeezed his cock gently, then turned her head so she could see him. "Want to go in?" she whispered.
"Do...you?" Bobby croaked.
Paula nodded. "Uh-huh!" she murmured. "Do I ever!"
Bobby slid one hand under the scanty bottom of her suit and cupped a fine buttock. "Let's go, then," he said. He lifted his hand from her, stood up, helped her up, and they started for the house, their arms around each other.
The minute they were in the house, Paula came into his arms, pressing against him fiercely, her lips crushing his, her tongue lashing into his mouth.
Bobby cupped her luscious bottom in his hands and lifted her off her feet. Her arms slithered around his neck and her legs encircled his hips. She was so light, holding her took little effort. Her middle squirmed against his swollen cock, caressing it wonderfully.
"Is...is it always going to be like...like this between us?" Paula gasped after their torrid kiss ended. "God! It's scary how much I always want you!"
"I...I hope...it will," Bobby gasped, squeezing her bottom, feeling his rock-hard cock rub against her. "You want to make love right here?"
"He...here?" Paula gasped. She looked around. "H...how can we...?"
Bobby set her down, quickly stripped the bottom of her suit off, then he took his suit off.
Paula's tiny hand encircled his cock and began to stroke it. "I...I can't believe we're doing this!" she giggled softly. "This is so wild!"
When they were naked from the waist down, Bobby pulled Paula to him and again hoisted her in his hands. Shock-waves of delight rushed through him as her body pressed against his and her sopping-wet vagina caressed his tumescence.
"Oh, wow!" she exclaimed, locking her arms behind his neck, rubbing her pussy delectably against his rigid prong. "This is so wild!" She reached between them, grabbed hold of him, and centered the head of his shaft on her lust-wet passageway.
Bobby lowered her and shuddered with ecstasy as she sank onto him. "Godddddd!!!!" he groaned.
"Oh, Jeeezzzz!!! This is far out!" Paula cooed, squirming in his hands, absorbing him all the way into her. "This is so wild!! Oh, Bobby, yesssss!!! Yessssss!!! Oh, yesssssss!!!!"
Bobby leaned against the wall for support while he continued to lift and lower Paula on his rigid cock. Her legs and arms tightened around him and she twisted a little, rocking her hips gently, as his swollen wand slid in and out of her snug canal.
"I...Uhhhhhh!!! Oh, Godddddd, Bobby!!! Oh, Goddddd!!!" she groaned, "Jeeeeezzzzz!!! Oh, Jeeeeeezzzzz!!! This...is...so...wild!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! I...don't...Ahhhhhh!!!...believe...ittttt!!! I...don't...believe...we're...doing...this!!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!!"
It was wonderful. Bobby would have loved for it to go on forever, but it couldn't. He didn't have that much self-control! "I'm gonna come!!!" he groaned. "Oh, God, Paula!!! I...I can't wait!!! Oh, Godddddd!!! Oh, Godddddd!!!! Oh, Goddddddd!!!" His hands tightened on her squirming bottom, grinding her down against him, as his scalding cream gushed into her.
"Oh!!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Oh, Godddddd!!! I can feel you coming!!! It's so hot!!!" Paula exclaimed, then her body stiffened. "Me, toooooo!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Yeahhhhh!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhh!!! Me, tooo!!! Bobbbeeeeeeeeee!!! Uhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"
Once their passion began to wane, Bobby lowered Paula to her feet, feeling his cock reluctantly slide from her. She pressed against him, hugging him, burying her face against his chest. "You come up with such neat things to do!" she whispered. "I...I never made love like that before in my life! It was so wild!"
Bobby hugged her and kissed the top of her head. "It was, wasn't it?" he agreed.
"I'm all sticky now," she giggled, "I have to get cleaned up." Gracefully, she bent, picked up the bottom of her suit, then she started for the bathroom.
Bobby watched her go, then picked up his suit and followed. "I bet that muscle-bound turkey, Tom, wouldn't have known enough about love-making to do what we just did," he mused as he walked to the bathroom. "I...I wonder if Paula and he ever...?" The sudden thought sent a bold of jealousy through him.
After they finished getting cleaned up, they put their swimsuits back on and cuddled on the sofa in the living room, looking out at the ocean. Paula was gently caressing Bobby's leg as they sat there, watching the surf, listening to the soft rushing sounds the perpetually moving water made.
"You know," Bobby said, "we have to get some food. We're almost out."
"I don't care what we do," Paula said. She turned and kissed him sweetly. "Just so we do it together."
"OK," he said, "why don't we get some stuff for breakfast and lunch tomorrow? We can eat dinner out."
"Great!" Paula said.
"Want to go get what we need now?" Bobby suggested
Paula smiled at him. "Neat!" she said.
Bobby slipped a pair of jeans and sweatshirt over his swimsuit. Paula slipped into a long white T-shirt that covered her suit, but left a lot of delectable leg exposed.
Bobby watched as she slipped into the shirt. Paula, very aware of his gaze, blushed. "When you look at me that way it makes me feel kind of funny inside," she said softly. "It's...it's like I'm...special or something."
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. "You are," he said. "The most special thing that's ever happened to me."
They drove to a nearby supermarket and did their shopping. Bobby enjoyed going up and down the aisles with Paula while she picked out the things they'd need.
