As I exited the plane, I felt a new sense of excitement rush over my body. I had spent so much energy debating my parents about why I didn't want to spend the summer on Martha's Vineyard that I had forgot that it wasn't all that bad of a proposition. Besides the fact that I didn't know anyone there and all my friends were working in New York for the summer, Martha's vineyard was a dream locale for a 18 year old kid trying to waste away his days in the summer sun. My Aunt Kay had a beautiful house on the beach and I didn't have to get a job or listen to my parents bitch about how lazy I was all summer. In a way, stepping off the plane I felt rejuvenated about the whole idea and I hoped it would be as fun as Aunt Kay argued it would be over the phone.
Kay was my favorite aunt. She was my father's youngest sister and the proverbial "cool" aunt in my family. In her twenties she was a highly sought after artist and began socializing with an elite crowd that appreciated her work. She amassed a healthy fortune selling various paintings and sculptures; some of which were bought by celebrities. I always loved hearing her stories of the posh parties in upper Manhattan lofts that she attended. She would talk about people she met and the places she'd been.
Kay told me on the phone that she would be in the city for a few days but she would arrange to have me picked up. I saw a man holding a placard with my name on it and I went over to introduce myself. He handed me an envelope and showed me to his car. I sat in the back seat and read the letter Kay had written for me. It read:
"Adam, I won't be back till Tuesday but James will show you where the key is hidden. Also, James lives just a short ways down the street and is my full time driver who will be at your disposal over the next few days if you so desire. A few notes about the house: your room is upstairs to the right (it has a balcony overlooking the beach) and bath towels are in the closet opposite your room. Kitchen should be stocked if you know how to cook?! Otherwise you'll just have to do what I do and order in (you can find a few menus under the telephone). Also, the Vineyard is unlike most places you're probably used to. It is a very "neighborly" place and I usually leave the door unlocked if I'm home. I have many guests/neighbors that stop in from time to time to chat things up or have a drink. Just let them know who you are and accommodate them; you may even meet some new friends. Love you and can't wait to see you in a couple days! -K"
'I finished the letter just as James pulled up to the front of the house. It was as grand as I remembered from ten years previous. I immediately went up to my room and began unpacking. James left me his beeper number and told me not to hesitate to call if I had any questions. I finished putting my stuff away and opened the veranda doors to my balcony. I took a deep breath as I admired the sun drenched beach. There weren't that many people on the beach but then again there weren't that many houses in the area. Most people lived inland and went to the MV Municipal beach. As I understood it, K owned the beach but let her friends from town go there whenever they pleased. To be honest, the beach looked more promising then I had expected. From my lofty perch, I could see a group of teenage girls sunbathing together, another girl who looked to be about twenty who was gallivanting in a bikini while tossing a Frisbee to her dog, and another really attractive woman who looked like she was laying out with her boyfriend. Definitely some points of interest for a horny 18 year old such as myself.
I walked back into my room and was struck by the sight of a telescope in the corner of the room. I could not resist the hopeless cliché. I wheeled it over and positioned it so that it faced the beach. It was time to check what exactly I was working with. As I peered though the lens, I angled the telescope towards the woman laying with her husband (or whatever). She was lying on her back and I zoomed in on her cleavage. She had a pair of massive orbs that were barely contained in her top. As my uncle use to joke, "Those were three of the biggest tits I had ever seen!" They were at least D cups maybe even bigger. Occasionally she would brush some oil on to her tits, and this made my dick start to twitch, but for the most part she was putting me to sleep. I panned over to the group of young girls who were sunbathing on a blanket. The three girls were around my age, looked to be anywhere from 18-19, and were nothing short of stunning. Each girl was slender and looked to have a least C cup breast. The two brunettes were wearing matching red bikinis and were reading magazines talking to each other. They looked like they were pretty cute but they were wearing big designer sunglasses that shielded most of their faces. The blonde girl was sporting a revealing white bikini and had just returned from a dip in the ocean. I zoomed in on her sexy stomach and panned up to her marvelous tits. The ocean must have been a little chilly because the girl's nipples were noticeably hard and showing through the thin white material. I felt my dick start to expand and I longed to free my rapidly growing cock from the confines of my jeans. I tore myself away from the lovely view and searched in my bag for a swim suit. MY search was fruitless and my curiosity was calling me back to the telescope, so I was forced to settle on a pair of mesh basketball shorts. I stripped my jeans and boxers off in one foul swoop and quickly jumped into the pair of shorts--stripping my shirt off on my way back to the telescope.
This time I pointed the lens toward the 20 something girl that was playing with her dog. As she frolicked around I watched as her titties bounced up and down. Her body was flawless. She was better developed than the younger girls, and her tits (though not quite a D) were perfectly shaped and proportioned. I also got a great look at her shapely ass. She had a pleasant bounce in her step which made her ass swing from side to side as she pranced about. Every so often she would fix her suit: repositioning her big tits so they wouldn't fall out and sliding her fingers under the sheen material of her bikini bottoms so she could pull it over her ample ass cheeks.
I had got so caught fantasizing that I barely noticed that one of the young girls had broken away from the pack and was headed up the path to the house. I quickly retreated from my post hoping she hadn't spotted me. The last thing I needed on the first day was to be labeled a "perv". I sat in my room contemplating the situation. I glanced out my window but could no longer see the blonde girl. Perhaps she was included in the people that Aunt Kay's doors were open to. This could be a great opportunity for me to meet some girls who were my age and who I could hang out with this summer. I finally decided I could not sit back and ignore this gem God had dropped in my lap. I waited for my hard on to subside and headed downstairs.
To my disappointment, the blonde girl was not there. The house seemed quiet and untouched and my heart sank. She must have been heading to her car or something. I went over to the bar and fixed myself a drink. A seven on seven with a lime. Just then I heard the outdoor shower go on out on the back porch. I took a long swig of my drink and walked toward the back bedroom. Through the window in the guest bathroom I had a perfect view of the outdoor shower. It was otherwise boxed in by partitions and offered a false sense of privacy. It was a fatal designed flaw that I had discovered when I was a little boy and utilized to spy on my aunts and cousins while they showered. One time I even caught my older cousin Jessica playing with herself after a long day at the beach.
As I reached the window and found a crack in the shade, I was pleased to find the girl in white trying to wash the sand of her body. She rubbed her legs up and down, gently massaging the sand from her body. She bent forward to brush off her feet and I found myself staring directly down at her cleavage--her two tits just hanging there, supported by the elastic material of the bikini top and swaying back and forth as she brushed off her toes. She stood back up and turned around so the hot water was beating down on her chest. For the first time I could see her ass and I was pleasantly surprised to see she was wearing a thong bikini bottom. I had only seen a thong in real life once before (at a strip club me and my friend bribed our way into) and I nearly came at the sight of her bare ass.
I reached down and took hold of my throbbing erection, pulling it out of the mesh shorts and giving it a few short tugs. I worked slow. I was already reaching a breaking point and I didn't want to cut the experience short, so I stroked my cock very diligently--sometimes stopping to allow my juices to temporarily subside before resuming pleasuring myself.
Suddenly, the girl in the white thong reached back and undid the tie on the back of her bikini top. She let the straps fall to the side and she pulled the top over her head. She was still facing away from me and she appeared to be washing the sand off her breasts, slowly massaging them in the progress. She turned around and let her head fall back into the stream of water. He tits were beautiful. They were perky and as big as I'd thought from my balcony assessment. Her nipples were a pale pink tone that contrasted her tan figure and slightly larger than quarters. I noticed that she didn't seem to have any tan lines, which meant she was either fake tanning or engaging in the occasional topless tanning session on a quiet day at the beach. The later excited me very much and I wondered to myself if I would ever catch that show from balcony.
I also noticed that the girl's nipples had become erect. Likely the combination of the cool breeze coming off the ocean and her constant attention to them. The girl rinsed the shampoo out of her hair and soap suds cascaded down her body. I stroked my twitching member faster as I sensed her nearing the end of her routine. I felt the juices boiling in my shaft and I looked for a Kleenex to shoot my load in, but to no avail. Just then I saw the blonde girl reach into her bottoms with her right hand and play with her pussy right in front of me. This sent me over the edge and I immediately busted a huge load all over the window curtains. I would have to clean that up later.
