Together Ssn 07 Ch 09 Sunscreen And Sand

***All sexually active characters are of age, 18 years old at least, and all sexual activities are consensual. Enjoy!***

Summer sets in strong with a heatwave hitting the nation, stewing everyone sitting in their sweat even in the shade. Breezes supercharged with the scorching heat melts everything like dragon's breath, and mirages make the landscape look like a poorly-rendered video game. Although shelter indoors is advised, the summer sunshine is too much to pass up, especially since it's just as hot indoors, if not hotter.

Riding in a car driven by Mia Milosevic, 20, ferried by her are: Carrie Harper, Tracey Garret, and Lillie Pratchet, 19, and Stacey Flynn, 18; all are stuffed into the stuffy heat of the metal box as they are transported to a beach only a couple of hours drive away from the city's outer-limits.

The girls all sport very skimpy swimwear; the barest of bikinis, barely covering them as they opt not to burden themselves any more than they really need to being so hot out. Their exposed skin is smothered in sunscreen, making them all feel sticky, but better than burning into blisters and boils, hoping to bronze into a nice tan.

The atmosphere inside the car as it barrels down the main roads is loud and randy, with Mia concentrating on the road with her girlfriend at her side bopping around, blasting loud dance music out of every open window. On the backseat, Lillie, Tracey, and Stacey are all blasted by the noise from the front speakers, and met by the gusts of air, slightly chilled at their speed of travel.

Arriving at the beach, Mia parks up, and everyone gets out whilst she opens the boot, opening the refrigerated cooler bag filled with bottles of water floating in water that was ice, huffing, "Fuck, that didn't last long. This was supposed to stay cool." She picks up a 2-litre bottle of water from the tepid pool, lukewarm to the touch, knocking some back. It hardly refreshes, but takes the edge off. The other girls rush to grab bottles of their own, sipping something to at least keep them hydrated before it's sapped out as sweat.

Stacey sighs after a sip, "That is completely unsatisfying," looking past the car to the sea beyond the rise of the embankment they're parked on overlooking the beach, overjoyed as she points out, "but that looks so inviting right now."

Lillie follows Stacey to the crest of the bank, unimpressed as she notes, "It's grey. Hardly a tropical paradise."

Carrie joins her friends, chuckling, "At least the sky is blue, with not a cloud in sight," scanning the sands to see scattered groups of people already having fun, "Looks like everyone had the same idea."

Mia and Tracey help each other to haul the cooler bag, and the girls all rush off onto the sands to find a spot to make their own for the day, topping up with sunscreen. With child-like enthusiasm, Carrie kicks the sand around the area, with Stacey chasing her, calling, "Remember doing this when we were little?"

Carrie chuckles, "Yeah, of course."

Lillie stoically stands with a hand to her hip, and her other hand limp by her side, looking bored as she stares off to the horizon, losing herself in the divide where the blue blends into grey. She sits down, hugging her knees, resting her chin on them, attention caught by the chaos in front of her.

Tracey starts towards the sea, calling back to the others, "Let's see what the water is like," running to it. She soon finds her answer. Fucking cool. A little bit cold around her feet as she wades in, but much more warm nearer the surface. Splashing the water up over her face, she feels refreshed, rubbing her eyes immediately as the saltiness stings.

Carrie and Stacey giggle as they splash more water on Tracey, and also on each other, wading and treading water as they go far enough out to swim in the shallows, splashed by the sea as it sends it's waves to them.

Mia asks Lillie, "Not going to join in?"

Stubbornly, Lillie sits without looking at Mia, giving her reply, "This is fine."

Mia makes a suggestion, "We've come all this way. I know you like your own space, but it will feel good to get in there. At least, so you can boil instead of roast?"

Lillie rubs her arms, with her skin feeling so hot to the touch, rolling her eyes, "Fine," rocking herself up to her feet, walking side-by side with Mia to the water's edge. The waves lap over Lillie's toes, washing past her, and she stands watching the others playing just a few metres away.

Carrie comes over to Lillie, cocking her head as she says, "Come on. It's not that bad. Come in?"

Lillie crosses her arms, opening up, "You know what I'm like. I'm just hot, and don't feel like doing anything."

Carrie casts a knowing look at Lillie, "Yeah, I know, but that's why we're here. We're all hot, and bothered, and it's helping us cool down a little. Even just a little. This is better than staying cooped up inside with Dad."

Lillie responds curtly, "With Dad?"

Carrie explains her intent, "I meant, you inside with Dad. Not... never mind..."

Lillie laughs a little, "Sorry... I'm still fucked off..."

Carrie cosies up to her friend's side, cooing, "Maybe, you should come and cool off with me, and you will feel much better? Maybe you would be, like, in a more forgiving mood? Maybe, you might find it fun?"

Lillie can't contain a smile, shaking her head as she gives into a laugh, "I really want to be mad at you. I hate you for making things so hard. Can't I have a little angst?"

Carrie chuckles, "Maybe, you just think I'm cute, or something, like... I don't know," coercing her friend, one step at a time, further into the sea to converge with the others.

The girls frolic and play in the water for a while, completely drenching each other. They head back to the cooler bag for a drink, drying off quite quickly just from the bearing heat of the blazing sun. One by one, the girls pass around a bottle of sunscreen, making sure they're well-protected.

Coming over to the group of girls, a young teen girl announces, "Excuse me! I don't want to be rude and interrupt, but my friend over there wants to come meet you. He wants to get to know one of you better," casting her eye over Tracey as she says so.

Carrie chuckles, "Bring him over. I'm sure we can work something out."

The young teen looks back to signal to her friend to join her, returning to face the group of girls to introduce herself, "I'm Cariad, by the way. Cariad Byrne," and as her friend joins her, she announces him, "and this is Shane Tobin."

Shane, 18, waves, "Hi," looking around at everyone nervously, keeping close to Cariad, 17.

Tracey admires the toned physique on show from the young man, enquiring, "So, which one of us caught your eye, then?"

Cariad nudges Shane with her shoulder encouragingly, prompting him to politely answer, "That would be you, uh..."

"Tracey," she introduces, pointing out everyone else, "This is Mia, Stacey, Carrie, and Lillie."

Shane smiles sheepishly at Tracey, saying, "It's nice to meet you all. I've been perving at you while you were in the sea. You're all stunning, but Tracey kept me coming back to her. I wanted to come up to you, but it's kinda intimidating when you're all together, so I sent Cariad in."

Tracey notes, "Perving, huh? Not shy about that then?"

Shane shrugs innocently, "Hey, I may as well be honest. You're very sexy."

Tracey spies the bulge in Shane's trunks twitching, "I see. You look very excited to be here."

Shane admits, "That I am. Where're you all from?"

Tracey answers the young man, "Just out of the old town, heading northwest, in that suburb."

Cariad excitedly states, "Oh my gosh, that is so close to us! We're in the city centre, renting a flat together."

Carrie curiously enquires, "Sounds cosy; the two of you sharing a flat?"

Cariad assures her, "We're not like that. We've been friends since school. Used to sit next to each other in every class we had together, but we've never seen each other that way."

Shane adds to Cariad's sentiment, "I've thought about it, and I came out with it once to her, rather embarrassingly, and it made things very awkward. I couldn't ever imagine doing anything with her like that. I couldn't even go in for a kiss. She teased me about it for ages."

Cariad makes smooching noises and kissy faces, and all the girls laugh at the young man's expense, but he handles it well with good humour. Carrie looks at Cariad's modest swimsuit, seeing how it clings to her curves, commenting, "You are very sexy, Cariad. He must notice sometimes."

Lillie calls from behind Carrie, "Your girlfriend is right there, and you're checking her out?"

Mia says, "It's fine. She is sexy."

Cariad turns to Shane, saying, "I'm sure he does notice, and what he does behind closed doors is his business."

Carrie continues to quiz Cariad, "What about you? What do you do behind closed doors? He is hot, like, you must've noticed?"

Cariad bashfully replies, "Well, I'm not telling."

Stacey teases, "Oh, I think she does notice, even if she won't admit it."

Cariad looks increasingly flustered, and Shane steps in to say, "Hey, it's gonna happen, I guess. We just value our friendship a lot, and don't want to ruin that. I mean, we go back a long time, and we're best friends. That is what matters."

Tracey nods admiringly at Shane, swooning, "Wow, you are so loyal and understanding. That is so hot, like, even more hot... I mean, uh..."

Carrie teases Tracey, "Cat got your tongue? It's rare to see you struggle with words," chuckling.

Cariad pushes Shane from behind in the direction of Tracey, making him stumble up to her, caught by Tracey as his best friend taunts, "Go give her a kiss! Go on. I know you want it."

Shane finds his balance on the sands underfoot, taking care not to slip, holding Tracey by the waist, feeling her warmth to his touch even with the heated air around the pair. Their eyes meet, focusing closely, closer, and...

Before she is even aware, Tracey feels her lips touching Shane's, closing her eyes to take in the soft taste and texture, sharing with him a tender kiss. She feels his hands steady on her sides, not wandering around, but gentlemanly. She seems to sense sincerity from the young man, enticing her to hold him even closer, exploring his back with her hands, smearing their sweat and sunscreen with her palms into a greasy cream.

Only the sounds of surrounding beachgoers can be heard by the kissing couple, until the immediate quiet is broken by Carrie joking, "Come up for air, like, fuck, get a room, or something. There are children around," chuckling as she watches Tracey and Shane separate, sharing a laugh with their friends.

Turned on, Tracey tells Shane as she catches her breath, "That was great... Wow..."

Shane doesn't know what to do with himself in this moment, stunned as he says, "You don't disappoint."

Carrie and Cariad both tease in unison, "Aww, sweet," sharing in howls of laughter.

Settling down onto the sands, the group form a circle, chatting about each other about this and that, finding common stories between these close neighbours. As the conversation carries on from one topic to the next, the sun descends, darkening the sky. The air is still warm as it flows, but everyone feels more comfortable with the sun setting.

Tracey whispers into Shane's ear, getting him excited as they get up to go, and Carrie remarks, "We know where you're going," with a wink to her friend, and says to Shane, "Don't be gone too long, or we'll go without you," chuckling.

Sensing the intent of the joke, Shane assures her, "I'll have her back before you know it," casting Carrie a smile before walking off into the darkness with Tracey.

Cariad watches as the couple head off to be alone, feeling a little lost without her best friend, but is comforted by everyone being so nice throughout the hours they've spent getting to know each other. She looks around the faces of the other girls, forcing a laugh as she asks, "What do you think about staying in touch after today?"

Carrie hurries to reply, "Hey, I think we have a lot in common, and a lot to learn about each other, like, it'll be great to hang out with you again sometime. We're really just down the road from each other; a short jaunt into the town centre, so, like, I think we should get together after tonight."

Cariad points out, "Especially if they're going to a thing, and not just a quick fling."

Carrie curiously asks Cariad, "Ever had a thing, or a fling yourself?"

Cariad chooses her words carefully, "Some... disappointments, let's say... I... thought someone was going to work out, but we just couldn't get there... and, someone else talked a big game, but came up incredibly short in the moment, so that didn't happen..."

Stacey offers encouragement, "Someone will come through for you at some point."

Cariad asks Stacey, "It's happened for you?"

Stacey answers, "No. Not yet. I'm in no hurry to be with anyone. Got my whole life ahead of me."

Cariad fidgets with her fingers, breathing a laugh, "Heh, that's a nice thought, but I'm feeling ready to put myself out there. I've only had school, and my basic shop job to meet people, which are the worst places. Maybe when I'm old enough to drink, I'll meet someone nice?"

Lillie snorts, "Someone sleazy."

Stacey concurs with Lillie, informing Cariad, "Yeah, going drinking gets you a specific type of interest."

Cariad understands what they're saying to her, "So what? Sounds fun. I'm young, free, and single. I should mingle."

Carrie mocks, "Mingle? Haven't heard anyone say that for a long time," chuckling at the girl's expense.

Cariad gives in to the humour, humbly expressing, "Hey, it works, so, if it ain't broke, right? Heheh..."

Out on their own, Shane and Tracey find a secluded spot to sit with each other, and Shane admits, "I don't really know what I'm doing, if I'm honest."

Tracey is shocked by the admission, "Really? You're saying you've never been with anyone?"

Shane humbly shrugs, "No-one has ever wanted to."

Tracey glances down at the bulge in the young man's trunks, remarking, "I find that hard to believe. You look so good, but that means you're all mine," throwing herself at him, kissing him hungrily, passionately, grasping at every part she can until she fishes into the waistband of his trunks to unveil his modestly-sized manhood.

Shane watches intently at the young woman's attentiveness, asking, "You really like me?"

Tracey stares into Shane's eyes as her hand moulds around his manhood, feeling it swell in her grip, as she replies, "Oh, yeah, I like you a lot. Being really sweet is a bonus for me, and I was already impressed. I like what I see."

Shane relaxes under the young teen's touch, sinking back as she works her hand and her mouth around his manhood, and the surrounding skin too, tenderly touching, caressing, and kissing much to his relief. His arousal peaks, making him groan as his manhood thumps and throbs in the teen's hand, hard as rock.

Tracey slathers saliva up and down the thick stick with her hand and her mouth working every fibre of the muscular mass, tasting the salty sweat that's been accumulating in the heat of the day. Now, her tongue drools for the manhood in the heat of the moment, stuffing herself onto it to tickle her tonsils with the throbbing flesh.

Shane lets out agonised moans, tensing his entire being, whimpering, "Sorry," as his ejaculate rushes up into the teen's mouth.

Tracey moans contented and happy, sucking up the spillage, assuring the young man, "Don't be sorry. It was good."

Shane disappointedly breathes, "Didn't last long though."

Tracey sits up, looking down over the young man, promising, "Really, it's good. I'm not offended, or anything," noticing his continued arousal, with his manhood still every bit as hard as before, bringing her to wrap her hand around it as she suggests, "I don't think you're finished just yet," straddling his lap, and guiding herself onto him with her pussy.

Shane lays back, folding his arms behind his head to rest on them, stretching the skin on his torso, staring up at Tracey tracing her eyes all over his body. He smiles at the interest he's getting from her, feeling wanted like never before. The feeling buzzes strong within him, swelling warmly, but not uncomfortably so like the hot, summer breezes smothering them, instead feeling so satisfyingly fulfilling and enriching, nourishing deep.

Tracey feels her heart flutter for the young man, desperately riding his manhood to soothe her aching deep within. Her lips slap his lap loudly, grinding her knees into the sand, crushing the grains into her skin roughly, but bearing the discomfort amidst the tingling waves crashing through her core like the sea behind them.

After teasing it out for what felt like hours, the teens are brought to the tantalising end, both seeping into each other's souls as Tracey collapses onto Shane, sharing an impassioned embrace and deep kiss as they slowly catch their breaths, acclimating to each other in the aftermath of one incredible moment.

Tracey beams brightly, "That was the best I've had."

Surprised, Shane asks, "Really?"

Tracey mumbles as she mushes her mouth to the young man's, "Mmm, yeah, mmm, you did good."

Reinvigorated, Shane, rolls the young woman onto her back, slapping his manhood on her pussy, renewing his erection as his manhood slips easily back inside Tracey's pussy. He lovingly strokes her hair as he lays over her, sensually pecking at her face.

Tracey gasps, "Wow... I love this... Fuck, yeah-ah..."

Carrie calls across to the couple, "Hey, we're going soon, so get a move on," catching the attention of the young teens, giddily giggling childishly as they scramble to their feet to rush across the sands to their friends, collecting themselves to appear decently enough as they go back to the pack.