The day was blazing hot! The days are always blazing hot during an Alabama summer. I was bored and decided it was a perfect day to go swimming.
I put on my favorite bikini. It fit just right. The straps rode high on my hips and the neckline plunged low. It was made for the perfect tan.
I grabbed a small cooler and filled it with bottled water and a few snacks. After tossing my towel, suntan lotion, and a good book into my beach bag, I was ready to go. I jumped in the jeep, cranked the radio, and took off. The wind felt good blowing through my red curls as I sang about Bobby McGee.
The beach wasn't overly crowded yet, but I knew more people would show up as the day got hotter. I laid my towel out and began covering myself in tanning lotion.
A shadow fell across me and I glanced up to see who was denying me the sun. My knees instantly went weak. I couldn't believe you were standing in front of me.
You looked me up and down and I felt myself blush when you smiled. You didn't say a word, you just took the bottle of lotion out of my hands and tossed it onto the towel. I still couldn't find my voice.
You took my hand and began to lead me toward the water. You wore your shorts low on your hips and my breath caught in my throat at the sight. I'd always had a crush on you but I thought you hadn't noticed.
The cool water was a welcome relief to the heat of the day, but it couldn't take my mind off the heat growing between my thighs. We waded deeper, until the waves lapped at my hips. I realized you were still holding my hand and my heart beat faster.
You pulled me farther into the water until my feet could no longer touch the sandy bottom. You were still standing, only shoulder deep.
You pulled me to you, holding me against your chest, and kissed me. Your lips so soft against mine. I slid my arms around your neck as your arms went around my waist. You kissed me harder and I slipped my legs around you. Your hands slipped around to cup my ass and you pulled me tight against your erection. I felt you smile against my lips as I gasped at how large you were.
I began to grind against you and was rewarded with a throaty growl. You slipped your fingers under my bikini bottoms and began to rub my clit. I cried out at the lightening that shot through me. You kissed me harder to keep me quiet so the other swimmers wouldn't hear us.