Thanks to tallguy220 (and his alter ego Thelonius Porksword) for his editing help. I couldn't ask for more professional and timely assistance. Of course, any errors that remain are my own.
Day One
"I really love the summer weather", Cindy mused, as she stepped through the doorway of the health club to be embraced by the warm late afternoon day. A soft breeze, heavy with the fragrant aroma of the azalea bushes planted beside the walk, swirled around her, gently stirred her shoulder length blond hair and gave her a rush as it caressed her bare thighs and curled under the hem of her short wrap-around skirt. She looked down at her stiffening nipples pushing against her thin cotton halter-top and wondered if a hard workout in front of a group of admiring males affected other girls like it did her.
"Yo! Cindy! Over here."
Cindy squinted into the low sun, and saw her older brother's friend Marcus waving at her from behind the wheel of his old, black Ford F-150 truck.
At the sight of Marcus, an image uncontrollably materialized. The image was of Marcus standing in her doorway two months ago, picking up her brother before they got their dates, dressed formally for his college graduation dance. He wore all off-white, tux, tie, cummerbund, shoes, socks, and even a cream colored carnation. His dark skin and brilliant white-toothed smile completed the picture. He was the handsomest black man she had ever met. For weeks after this brief encounter she had fantasized that he had taken her to the dance and that he was her man.
"Hey Marcus, what are you doing here? Where's my brother?"
"He was called into work. Your cell must be off. He said he'd call to say I'd be picking you up."
"You know what? My brother's a big jerk. I can't wait 'til I get my own car and won't have to beg that asshole for rides."
She was beside the truck now, close against the open window with Marcus's arm hanging out. Her face brightened into a sexy, yet sweetly innocent, smile.
"You're certainly not a jerk, even if you are big," she said, her smile broadening. "Thanks for coming to get me," she continued softly while lightly running the tips of her fingernails along Marcus's arm and up over his bicep. Her bright blue eyes clung to his as she moved across the front of the truck toward the passenger side door.
Marcus leaned across the seat to open the door for Cindy while reaching down with his left hand to adjust his dick that was painfully bending up against his shorts. His arousal had started as soon as he saw her exiting the club and his erection had blossomed into full hardness as she approached. Standing close to the truck, the sight and smell of her filled his senses.
Marcus knew several eighteen-year-olds, but none looked anything like Cindy. In fact, most of the twenty-something girls in his college classes hadn't looked anything like Cindy. Her body was nearly perfect with long shapely legs, toned abs now visible below her tiny top, a perfect heart shaped ass and firm c-cups breasts. Her nipples were large and erect, as they nearly always were, making one assume that she was constantly aroused. Cindy climbed in and slid across the bench seat to settle next to Marcus, ignoring the fact that her skirt rode high up her smooth, perfectly tanned thighs. When she turned to put her gym bag behind the passenger seat the twisting exaggerated her cleavage, loosened her halter-top, and gave Marcus a nearly complete view of her young, though fully-developed, breasts. The sheer, clip-in-front, half-cup bra she wore was probably a size too small. Most of her dark pink areolae were exposed and little else was left to the imagination.
"What's in this bag, Marcus?" she said as she turned back, holding the insulated bag she had found behind the seat and settled up against Marcus.
Marcus needed a few seconds to recover from the unexpected visual treat and to get his pulse rate back to a range that would reduce the pounding in his ear drums before he could answer.
"Beer. I was heading to the lake after I dropped you off, to relax, watch the sun set and have a cold one."
"How about we skip the drop-me-off part and I go to the lake with you? No one's going to miss me at home for sure. My mom's either still at work or out with her latest boyfriend. My brother's working, and my kid sister's at soccer camp for the week. Besides, I could really use a cold one, myself."
"I'm cool with that. Let's go."
"But jeez, don't tell my brother! He'll kick my ass and then have my mother ground me for a month."
"No Problem, pretty lady." Marcus said.
"You're a doll", she said as she leaned in closer, danced her fingers along the inside of his leg, pressed her breast against his rib cage, and softly kissed his neck just below his ear, flicking her tongue against the sensitive skin as she pulled away.
Cindy grabbed a beer from the bag, popped it open, took a good swallow, belched softly, looked at Marcus and smiled, "Good beer."
Marcus looked down to make sure his cock hadn't worked free. He then shifted his eyes to see if the flimsy bra was still able to contain its treasures. It was, for now. As he accelerated out of the parking lot he wondered if he should tell Cindy he also had condoms and two rolled joints in the side pocket of the cooler bag.
*****
They were parked overlooking the eastern shore of the lake at the end of a little used, narrow, dirt-track. The sun was starting to set behind the rolling hills west of the lake when they lit up the first joint. Cindy had readily agreed to smoke so he knew that smoking weed was not new to her. To appear concerned, he asked, in a soft, caring voice as he handed her the lit joint, "You sure you can handle this?"
The sexy, provocative smile reappeared on Cindy's face. She took a deep drag on the joint, held it, and slowly let her breath out as the familiar feeling of numbing lightness started low in her chest and spread outward to her extremities and her brain. Before passing the joint she took another deep hit, holding it behind the devilish smile. "There's no doubt," she thought, "pot amplifies sexual feelings." Now she was really feeling horny, and aggressive!
The joint was passed back and forth with Cindy drawing in the last hit and flicking the roach out the window. Holding her lips tight, she rose to her knees, pulled Marcus's head in close with one hand, locked her lips on his, and exhaled slowly into his mouth, while she slowly rubbed his cock through his shorts. She then unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them down below his knees as he lifted off the seat to assist her. His boxers went the same way. She held his cock in her hand and just admired it. It was big and black. It was hard and velvety smooth. To her young eyes it was a perfect cock, the most beautiful she had ever seen. After several seconds, she pulled her eyes away from Marcus's cock, looked into his soft brown eyes and smiled broadly.
