Hi everyone this is the first time I'm writing a story. I would really like you to enjoy this and tell me what you think about it. All characters are at least 18 years old.
The summer that came immediately after I finished high school was one of the most memorable ones of my life. My best friend Mark and I decided to spend quality time together at a beach resort before we had to leave for college. The first four days were really interesting, but I soon got tired of the different girls flocking around Mark and I got jealous every night having to listen to them moaning as they pleasured each other on Mark's bed at the other end of our cabin room.I wished to enjoy the same amount of female attention but I was just too awkward to get something like that going.
Two days later, I settled into my routine watching the beach with a pair of binoculars from a secluded vantage point I had chosen when I spotted a group of about 25-30 people playing gathered around a beach volleyball court. I was delighted to finally find something I'm really interested in and I skipped over to join a small group of spectators. I was beginning to enjoy the game when I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I turned and was a little stunned to see who it was. She looked a few inches taller than me, presumably 5'9 with red hair packed into a ponytail and penetrating green eyes. She was wearing a blue two piece bikini, with the top part exposing a ample amount of cleavage.
"Hey" she flashed a radiant smile.
"Oh... hi" I replied, quite caught offguard.
"I'm Chelsea. My partner pulled a muscle and I was wondering if you could join me for the next game." I became more nervous in an instant. I was above average as far as volleyball is concerned but I couldn't bear the thought of messing up in front of this crowd and my beautiful partner-to-be. "It's okay if you're not..."
"I'm Ethan" I said quickly "I'll play"
I followed Chelsea self consciously onto the makeshift court, stylishly eyeing her shapely ass and well toned thighs.
"It's best of three sets, 21 points per set" Chelsea explained "the losing team is replaced"
"Alright" I replied "Let's do this"
I started with a few blunders but I gradually grew into the game. Chelsea seemed to be really good and we linked up well to win the first game from a set down. That first win gave us momentum and we started knocking other teams out quite easily. We had the most wins by the time everyone stopped playing by late evening. Someone brought out some chilled beers and a little party began. I grabbed a bottle and found a secluded spot to sit and enjoy the view of the party.
"I thought you already left" I turned to see Chelsea behind me. She plopped down on the sand beside me.
"Well I decided to stay back to enjoy the party for a while" I said.
"That's well deserved after your performance" she replied "most of those girls we beat just won the National College Championships"
"Really?"
"Yeah. The beach is part of our title celebrations"
I stared at Chelsea with astonishment. She just smiled.
"That's incredible" I said "congratulations"
"Thank you"
The awkward silence I've always dreaded descended on us quickly. I racked my brain in vain for something to say before Chelsea came to the rescue.
"So who did you come to the beach with?"
"My friend" I replied "He's very busy with a lot of girls right now so I'm practically stuck here alone"
"You should come to my cabin then. It's the first in the VIP section" Chelsea said "I could introduce you to my team-mates. They would like to meet you too."
"Sure" I replied. One of the girls came to drag Chelsea away then and I never saw her till the party ended a couple of hours later. I stumbled back to my cabin and was immediately greeted with the gagging and slurping sounds and Mark's groans filled the room. I closed the door and headed out of the cabin, knowing for sure that I might implode from pent up arousal if I stayed. I remembered Chelsea's invite and instantly headed to her cabin.
The VIP cabins were bigger than the single bedroom and bathroom Mark and I got. According to what I read on the resort's website they had two rooms with two queen sized bed each and a standard kitchen and bathroom. Chelsea's cabin seemed quiet but I still tried my luck. Less than a minute later the door opened and Chelsea was there with that radiant smile from the afternoon. She was now wearing a sleeveless top and a bum short that did a good job of showing off her ass.
"Come on in" she held the door open for me before leading me to her bedroom "My room-mate's not in yet. Still partying I guess"
"I would party all summer if I won the national championships too" I chuckled.
"You want something to drink?"
"I had enough at the party" I replied. My eyes fell on an easel near the window. "You paint?"