Spring Brea Mischief

Cassie- April first on the private beach

"Don't stop!" Cassie roared. Another climax was close enough that she could taste it.

Connor nodded. His taut, tanned body was gleaming from liberal applications of sunscreen and fevered sex. The nerdy man being ripped had been a pleasant surprise when he shed his clothing this morning. Before today, she'd yet to see Connor without a shirt, let alone naked. His thick, curved cock was another welcome shock when he stripped before meeting the group on the nude beach.

Being tall, tan, and handsome wasn't a surprise. It was part of the reason that Cassie had a crush on him since the day Sandy introduced him. Connor's dark goatee was a recent and appealing addition to his deceptively rugged features. It was his emerald-green eyes that Cassie hadn't been able to get out of her head.

Cassandra bridged her back with the sand of the beach as Connor gripped her hips and thundered thrusts into her. His naked cock was so warm and smooth in her pussy. Natural lubrication made the bottle of lube that Cassie brought with her to the beach today go completely unused. Her best friend had her turned on in a manner she thought was impossible.

"I... can't... much longer!" Connor gasped in a broken sentence.

"DON'T STOP!"

"I'm going to..." Connor grunted through clenched teeth.

"Then we cum together!" Cassie shouted. Connor looked away from her, obviously still trying to hold out. Cassandra brought an arm up to engage her clit. Her core was straining to hold her in this position, but she added additional stress, locking her legs around Connor so he could feel that she didn't need him to pull out. "IUD!" she confirmed she had birth control.

Connor flicked his devastating green eyes back to her. Determination flared in his gaze as his hips and glutes engaged a higher gear, driving his cock in and out of Cassandra like a jackhammer. She moved her bum and abs to meet every thrust, forcing his endowment deeper into her, never at the same angle.

"OOOHHHH!!!" Casandra screamed, uncaring that the beach might be private, but her friends were likely still only a dune or two away. Her body wound like a spring, tighter and tighter as energy compacted in her womanhood, ready to be released. Her fingers worked on her clit, trying to help free that force in a supernova.

"Gah!" Connor grunted and forced his cock as deep as it could go. Heat suddenly bloomed in Cassandra's womb, causing her to detonate.

"FFFFFUUCCCCCKKKKK!" Expletives leaped from Cassie's mouth as she crumbled into orgasm. Her legs shook around her lover but never let him free. As the climax rolled through her, Cassandra's abs contracted and relaxed, pulling her off the sand and then letting her crash back down.

Orgasm had never been a stranger in her love life, but with Connor, it was orders of magnitude more robust. Bliss pulsed through her body with every beat of her heart. Her neurons were overwhelmed as they sang in a joyful chorus. Across clenched eyelids danced the colors of a brilliant dawn, heralding the start of something amazing. Her pussy constricted against the welcome invader as more heat spread through her.

More than merely powerful, this climax also gripped Cassie's body for longer than any. When she finally forced her eyes open, Connor was stroking into her as he elongated her orgasm.

"Good... god..." Cassie gasped.

"That's my line," Connor smirked as he lowered Cassie to the sand. He carefully kept his weight off her as he met her lips in a satisfied but still passionate kiss. "I've never done that before, not even with a condom." Connor crashed into the sand beside her, pulling free of her embrace but keeping hold of her hand. This wasn't just sex; it was a payoff for three and a half years of build-up with Cassie's best friend.

"Neither have I. Holy shit, that was hot. Can't do that every time, but on special occasions, that's going to be necessary." Cassie said as she puffed to catch her breath. She needed to broach the topic of her and Sandy's deception, but that could wait as she basked in the afterglow. "Think I'm utterly full!" She giggled.

"The feeling of you cumming while I did?" Connor leaned in for a kiss. "Don't think I'm going to reach those heights again." His spent cock was still near its erect size, but now it seemed to be too exhausted to stand.

"Maybe not, but we can certainly try. Often." Cassie snuggled close. "As frequently as I can make this guy stand." She toyed with his cock. The slickness of her excitement that was coating the phallus was enough to overcome the sticky dollops of his semen streaking it.

"That would be my plan, too."

"I love a good snuggle after sex, but we better rinse off and reapply sunscreen. Might have rubbed it off some parts that I expect to be using often on this trip." Cassie sat up.

Tell him. Admit it now before it's too late.

Her brain and heart begged, but fear tamped down the need. "Don't think your lotion is going to do me any good." She giggled as she pointed out the surplus of sperm leaking onto her thighs. "Holy shit, there's a lot!"

"Don't think the sex would be as good with a sunburnt cock." Connor sprang to his feet and extended his hand to help Cassie up. "Don't get me wrong, I'd find a way after that, but best to avoid that."

"You're rooming with me now. My sister can find somewhere else." Cassie grinned before accepting another kiss from her tall lover. He had to stoop to meet her lips.

"I think Savannah will have a place for her."

"Listen, Connor..." Cassie took a breath, trying to steady herself for the confession.

Please don't change things.

She begged the universe silently.

"You never do anything halfway, do you, Cassie?" Over the dunes marched Sandy, Cassandra's twin sister, hand-in-hand with Savannah, her best friend, whose status appeared to have changed judging by the love bites on each woman and messy hair.

Sandy was Cassie's identical twin, only with a mane dyed raven black. This morning, she'd had black pubes to match the hair, but she'd shaved them off. It was how her sister was typically, but their deception required her to match Cassie's usual look.

"Cassie?" Connor's jaw dropped. "I thought you were a lesbian."

"And I thought Sandy was straight." Savannah shrugged. "I can assure you, she's not." She smirked.

"No condom and sperm leaking from your cooch?" Sandy stepped closer. "I've never done either of those, and I was engaged before things with Kevin fell apart."

"I know he's clean, and I have an IUD." Cassie gripped the still-speechless Connor's hand.

"Yeah, but the first time you had sex?" Sandy giggled. "She was kind of a virgin, Connor."

Sandy's not really lying,

Cassie thought. Her definition was stretching credibility. She hadn't had sex with a man before Connor on a private beach, but there had been plenty of partners. Before college, Cassie had dated a guy and done plenty of fooling around. Oral sex and other play were frequent. In college, she'd indulged her curiosity in the fairer sex. Before Cassie knew it, all her friends had assumed she was a lesbian.

Taking the opposite route, Sandy had technically gone to prom solo, but that was merely a ruse to hide her relationship with a woman from that woman's mother. Cassie was the only one outside the girls that knew about their relationship. Sandy had been head over heels for the other woman, but there could never be something more profound as the girl couldn't come out and went to a university across the country.

The doomed relationship spurred Sandy to try something different when she got to school, and their group of friends decided she was the straight twin. They had been carbon copy petite blondes with blue eyes and slender forms until the girls differentiated half a semester into college. Cassie dyed her hair black and wore nearly exclusively pink and black, almost goth, clothes.

Sandy went for a girl-next-door look that had worked well for her. A look that she maintained until the night before they flew out to the private, nude beach near Savannah's family's vacation home.

Cassie had plenty of experience with toys. On her own with dildos and vibes, then with her girlfriends, strap-ons often joined in on the fun. It wasn't something that Cassie thought she needed frequently; she preferred to take her time and explore a lover, but there were occasions, like today, when she required getting fucked. Connor was just the first one to do it with a cock. She was silently begging for it not to be the last occasion with Connor.

"Yours was the first cock ever inside my pussy. Sex had always involved women before you." Cassie confirmed her sister's statement. "Sorry, Connor. I didn't want to deceive you. I just needed to shake you out of thinking this wasn't on the menu."

"I..." the man stuttered. "I had sex with Cassie?" Connor blinked in disbelief.

Connor - A few hours earlier

"You're coming to the beach, right?" Sandy flounced into Connor's bedroom without knocking. "Only way you get to see me without a towel." She grinned.

Sandy had been spending a lot of time with Connor on the spring break trip. An inordinate amount of time. Usually, it was Sandy's sister Cassie who was his partner in crime, but since they'd gotten to Savannah's vacation house, Cassie had her eyes on Savannah. He was surprised by the surge of jealousy he felt when the pair shared a moment, but Connor had to push those insidious feelings away.

"I thought the rest of the trip was clothing optional." Connor shrugged.

"Optional being the keyword," Sandy smirked. "Once Savannah's folks fly out, it's a decision for each of us. I usually go naked, but if you don't want to play along, I'll have to wear a swimsuit so you don't feel left out." She'd been wearing a pink string bikini all weekend, though they'd yet to make it to the beach. The rain had other plans. The suit was already doing laps in Connor's thoughts. This morning, he could see baby-blue straps coming out of the top of her white towel wrapping.

This was the first time that Connor could make it to the annual spring break trip to the coast. While Savannah's family name was literally plastered on the side of the law school at the university they all attended, Connor was the first in his family to go to college. He could only afford it because of his scholarship. At Cassie's insistence, Connor had put a little into savings each summer so he could finally afford a plane ticket.

"Yeah, I'm coming. Just need to put on sunscreen. Would you help me with my back?" Connor grabbed a bright bottle out of his suitcase.

"I demand reciprocation! Though I'll need stronger stuff." Sandy shook her head. The petite blondes' blue eyes were dangerous.

Both the Lowry sisters are my type of beautiful

. Connor thought. Cassie was more of his match in personality, but the scintillating young woman was only into the fairer sex, and even if she wasn't, Connor wouldn't want to casually risk his tight relationship with the woman. Blue eyes and black hair had their own appeal.

"Think I can handle that." Connor nodded as he pulled off his shirt. It was the first time he had been shirtless in the presence of either Lowry sister. The first three days of the planned beach vacation had been rained out, so they'd entertained themselves with games and night life at the local bars. He had nothing to be ashamed of, but going shirtless hadn't come up. During the warm months of the year, Connor was nearly five hundred miles away from his friends.

Connor had an eternal tan, a gift from the genetics of his African American grandfather, who was his personal hero. The man had little in the way of a formal education, but his mechanical skills were unrivaled. His grandfather also volunteered to repair cars in his spare time for charity. It was where Connor had developed his love for mechanical engineering. Grandpa Franklin had been so proud of him when he got into his dream college with a full-ride scholarship.

The remainder of his grandparents, being Caucasian, meant that his complexion looked eternally toasty. Connor had no idea how he managed green eyes out of the mixing of DNA that created him, but they seemed to be a favored feature that the women he dated complimented.

Been a while since I had a girlfriend.

Connor kept to himself. He was so close to achieving his goal of being summa cum laude when he graduated that Connor had cut out most of his social life to succeed when classes got challenging.

"Oh, wow." Sandy's jaw dropped when Connor turned back toward her. Sandy, Savannah, and Cassie were the only ones that he couldn't cut out while he was pushing away all other distractions.

If Sandy was present, Savannah was never far behind. The tall, slender brunette had every reason to be a spoiled rich girl, but that wasn't her personality. Her kind but daring personality was likely the reason that Cassie seemed attached to the woman on the spring break trip. Her family had been here for a long weekend but were flying out several days before the end of the vacation.

"My eyes are up here!" Connor scowled, then laughed.

"They're dangerous, too." Sandy grinned. "Now, turn around so I can make with the sunscreen." She snapped as she grabbed the bottle from Connor's nightstand.

"Cold!" Connor yelped when Sandy slapped on the sunscreen.

"Baby." Sandy giggled. "The muscles feel as good as they look." The beauty murmured.

"You know how I destress." Connor shrugged. Whenever his course load overwhelmed him, he took a timeout to go to the gym and lift weights or go for a run. "This last year has been quite stressful."

"It has, hasn't it?" Sandy asked rhetorically. She was working on a degree in computer engineering. It was the engineering department's prerequisite classes that introduced Connor to Sandy and, by extension, to her twin.

Cassie had a similar aptitude in math, but she put that skill to use to become a high school calculus teacher. She was student teaching at a high school in the same city as the university this semester, somewhat limiting Connor's time with her over the last few months.

If only Cassie was into guys.

The man's thoughts were never far from his best friend.

"Wait here a minute," Sandy demanded after she finished applying Connor's thick coat of sun protection.

Connor occupied himself with putting on sunscreen while Sandy was gone.

Is there something brewing between Sandy and me?

Connor questioned the reflection in the mirror.

If there is, will it drive a wedge between Cassie and me?

He was going to have a hard time telling the beauty no if something happened between the two of them.

"I needed something stronger." Sandy stepped back into the room, but she'd lost her towel.

What had Connor staring was not only her tiny, sky-blue string bikini bottoms but also her missing top.

She must have packed multiple bikinis.

Her teardrop pair of breasts were proof of divine power in Connor's mind. They looked like the perfect handfuls with perkiness off the charts. Small, bright pink nipples were perfectly placed at the peaks. Her left breast had a tiny imperfection on the outside of the swell, some how ruining unnatural perfection and making Sandy cuter.

Other guys may have lusted after larger breasts, such as Savannah's pair, but to Connor, the pair he was gawking at was perfect. They weren't so tiny that Sandy appeared flat, but they were humble and sporty.

Better than anything I could imagine

.

"Holy..." Connor stuttered.

"Savannah's family left, and I figured that if you were topless, I could be, too." Sandy smiled like a cat toying with a mouse.

"It's a good look. I like the tan and lack of lines."

"Thanks. We've been laying out on Savannah's roof for a couple of days before the trip." Sandy's we almost always referred to her and her twin. They would enumerate anyone else. "Still have some tan lines down here, though." She motioned toward her bottoms.

"So, clothing optional through the weekend if I go to the nude beach today?"

"Yup."

"Not going to suddenly yell April Fools' after I take off my suit, are you?"

"Oh. It's the first today, isn't it?" Sandy grinned. "Got something else planned. I never joke about nudity. Can I turn around? Are you done staring?" She giggled.

"Give me a second. You know how beautiful you are, right?" Connor grabbed Sandy's bottle of sunscreen.

The twins were stunningly gorgeous for far more reasons than their perky breasts, but this was Connor's first time seeing them with less on than a bikini top or sports bra. The gym was where the Lowry sisters burned stress, much like Connor. Intramural coed basketball was one of the first activities that brought Connor, Savannah, Sandy, and Cassie together. Savannah and Connor had the advantage of height, but the Lowry sisters' ferocity, speed, and tenacity made them terrors on the hardwood.

Sandy's tummy was tight and toned, with her strong core making an appearance whenever she twisted in the right way. Her legs were comparatively long for her short height. They showed the effectiveness of her running, yoga, and weight training.

Connor didn't ask Sandy to turn around but walked around her as he warmed the sunscreen between his palms. Just because Sandy had been impish didn't mean he would be, at least not about this. Smooth, tan skin looked more enticing without a top. He rubbed in the lotion judiciously as he gazed at one of the Lowry sisters' best features. Their pert, round bottoms were breathtaking. Doubly so in the tiny bikini she was wearing.

"Make sure you don't miss a spot like my sister did last year."

"I'll do my best, but your ass is distracting."

"You do like to stare at them, don't you?" Sandy giggled.

"It's hard not to."

"Why do you think I like wearing yoga pants when you're around?" Sandy whirled around and gave him a wink.

After the sunscreen was on, the pair sat and talked for a few minutes while waiting for the call that the rest of their crew was headed toward the beach. Savannah's vacation home only had three spare bedrooms while her family was home. Connor was thankful that Savannah had allowed him the one unclaimed bedroom so he didn't have to pay for a hotel. Everyone else was staying at a rental halfway across the island.

"Looks like they're on their way." Sandy looked at her cellphone. "Ready to get naked?"

"I have nothing to be ashamed of." Connor shrugged, projecting a greater calm than he felt. He grabbed his phone from the nightstand and moved to get up when Sandy stopped him.

"Need to do something first." Sandy straddled Connor's chair and sat in his lap. "Something I've wanted to do for three and a half years." She threw her arms around his back, bringing her chest into contact with him before leaning in to meet his lips. Her breasts felt even better against him than they'd looked.

The world seemed to stop spinning for a moment as they kissed for the first time. Sandy's lips were soft, needy, hungry, and desperate as one kiss blended into an impromptu make-out session. Connor pulled Sandy closer as their tongues danced around each other in something between a waltz and a wrestling match.

"I thought that would work," Sandy smirked as she pulled away. "The electricity in the kiss was a welcome surprise, though."

"Would work?" Connor was puzzled by Sandy's wording and stupefied by the single most significant kiss he'd ever experienced.

"Needed to get a preview of what you were working with." Sandy stood, then squeezed Connor's manhood through his swim trunks. "Might have some ideas on how to put it to work later." She smiled as she tapped her bikini bottoms. "I'll need repeated applications until I'm satisfied. If he's not too big." Sandy giggled.

"Really?" Connor blinked in disbelief.