It had only been two days since Mike and I had slept together and I was already going crazy. He barely looked at me or said anything to me. My boyfriend had all of the sudden become too nervous about being caught that he was unable to perform. The idea of having a semi romantic vacation quickly dissipated. My boyfriend's sex drive had seem to vanish into thin air. My hormones however did not. In fact they were going crazy. I needed to be fucked hard and soon and I was going to make one of them do it.
I had decided to wear the sexiest bikini I had brought with me that day at the beach. It was red and outlined in black. The top covered my breasts so it was still "family appropriate" while showing ample amount of cleavage. The bottoms tied at the sides and the back was tight, perfectly showing off the curves of my ass. Basically it looked like it was a size too small for me. I figured if this didn't get someone's attention than nothing would.
Luckily Mrs. S didn't say anything about my outfit. I don't think she really noticed. Everyone set up their chairs and blankets in the usual spots. Mr. & Mrs. S relaxed under a big umbrella. Mrs. S was reading a book while Mr. S just watched the water. Steve and I set our chairs up a little bit in front of his parents, both opting to sit directly in the sun. Once we were all set I reached into my bag and pulled out the bottle of suntan lotion. Propping my leg onto my chair I began rubbing lotion into my skin, making sure to spend extra time on my thighs. Steve wasn't paying any attention to me. He was busy trying to figure out what we should listen to on his iPod and making sure the small radio was sand proofed. I glanced to the side, where Mike had a perfect view, but couldn't tell if he was looking at me or the water still. I sighed softly to myself as I finished up and settled into my chair.
After about 20 minutes I heard Mike clear his throat and get up from his chair. "Hey you two want to go for a swim?" He asked as he walked around and stood in front of us.
I looked over at Steve who looked at me and just shrugged his shoulders. "Sure I'd love to!" I said as I got up from my chair, taking my sunglasses off and setting them on the chair. I looked at Steve again as I pulled my hair back. "Come on babe!" I said as I started heading towards the water, making sure to give my behind a cute little wiggle along the as I left the two men behind me.
I walked up to the water, letting is crash onto my feet as I waited for the other two to catch up. Mike was the first to catch up and wasted no time getting into the water. Steve walked up beside me and I took his hand as we ran into the water together. Part of me really wanted to make Mike jealous by seeing me with Steve. We swam out far enough to where we could still stand without waves constantly crashing on top of us. I swam up behind Steve and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, resting my chin on his shoulder so I could keep an eye on Mike as well. The next thing I knew Steve was jumping up and throwing me off his back into the water. As soon as I came up I saw him laughing and splashed him playfully. "Not funny!" I yelled as I couldn't control my laughter and kept splashing him.
Steve quickly grabbed me and pulled me up in his arms so that he was cradling me. "Hey Dad! Catch!" He yelled to his dad as he threw me over in his direction. Mike tried his best but I landed a few inches away from him, but held his hand out for me once I came up from the water again. I smiled at him as I regained my balance, wiping the salt water from my face.
"You're going to get it!" I joked with Steve as I turned to look at him. We stood there for a moment laughing at each other when I felt something brush against me. I shrugged it off thinking it was only just a fish when I felt something again. This time it was definitely wasn't a fish. It placed itself firmly on my ass, squeezing it gently before pulling away. I smiled to myself knowing that it was Mike. Instead of acknowledging it, I just swam over to Steve and wrapped my arms around him, giving him a quick kiss. We continued to play around and swim before deciding to head back to the beach. Steve was first out of the water and didn't bother waiting for me before heading to his chair. Mike hung around by the water as I walked up, again making sure to give my ass a little wiggle as I walked.
I looked at Steve as I sat back into my chair, not even bothering to towel off. He was messing with the radio once again. Mrs. S was so wrapped up in one of those grocery store romance novels, she didn't even seem to notice we were back I pretended not to look at Mike as he strolled back up the beach but I couldn't help myself as I peered over the top of my sunglasses. Luckily they were dark enough so I could watch from a distance without him catching on. I could tell that he was doing his best not to stare. I raised my hands above my head and stretched, pushing my chest out just a bit. I looked over at Steve, who was flipping through a magazine, and just rolled my eyes.
After a few minutes I decided to fully recline my chair back and lie on my stomach. I rolled up a towel and put it under my head, facing away from Mike. I reached behind me and down to the bottoms of my bikini, pulling them up just slightly. I heard Mike clear his throat and what sounded like him shifting in his seat. I just smiled to myself. I was obviously sending him signals but I also knew I couldn't push it too hard. I didn't want Steve or Mrs. S to catch on. I decided to just relax and let him make the next move.
We decided to stay in for dinner that evening. Mike was cooking up some hamburgers and hot dogs on the grill and Mrs. S was busy preparing everything else in the kitchen. Steve put on a movie and relaxed on the couch while I went upstairs to throw on a tank top and pair of shorts over my bikini. I went back downstairs and sat on the couch, stretching my legs out and watched the movie. I looked over at Steve who didn't even seem to notice I was there. I leaned over and rested my head on his shoulder. "Hey when did you change?" He asked as he looked at me quickly.
"Just now. I just put something on over my suit." I said casually. Steve just shrugged and draped his arm over my shoulders. I sighed and did my best to watch the movie but I couldn't help but look over at Mike through the sliding glass doors. The way the light of the setting sun hit him just made him that much more attractive. Images from the other night started to flash in my head. I quickly looked away and tried to think of something else. I didn't want to get too excited in front of Steve. I needed to try my best to keep my mind occupied but that was almost impossible.
After dinner Steve and I cleaned everything up before joining his parents in the living room to watch some television. Mrs. S was curled up in a chair and Mike was on one end of the couch. Steve sat at the other end, leaving me the seat in the middle. I curled up as close as I could to Steve and grabbed the blanket from the back of the couch and draped it over the two of us. I stretched my legs out a bit, still making sure that I wasn't touching Mike.
I started to doze off when I felt something brush against my leg. I figured Mike was moving in his seat so I didn't think anything of it. But then I felt a hand rest on my leg. I knew it couldn't possibly be Steve since I was holding one of his hands and the other was around my shoulders. I knew it had to be Mike. I didn't look over at him. Instead I pretended that I was still on the verge of falling asleep. The room was only lit by the television screen and the blanket was covering most of my legs. I felt his hand slowly slide up my leg, along the back of my calf, then slide back down. His hand continued to move up and down slowly, never going past my knee. I was enjoying the feeling of him rubbing my leg, but also knowing he thought he was getting away with it.
I heard Mrs. S shift in her chair and Mike quickly pulled his hand away. "I think I'm going to head to bed." She said as she stood up and stretched. I acted as if I was just waking up and looked at the clock. It was almost 1 am.
"I didn't realize it was so late." I laughed softly and stretched my arms above my head.
"Bed sounds like a good idea actually. Are you going to head up as well babe?" I asked, looking at Steve.
He looked up at me and shook his head. "Not just yet. I want to watch the end of this show but you go ahead."
I shrugged my shoulders and pulled the blanket off of me and dropped it onto the couch as I stood up. I leaned over and kissed his cheek before heading upstairs. I quickly changed into a pair of panties and put on the tank top and pair of shorts I had on before and crawled into bed. I laid in bed, trying to fall asleep, but I just couldn't. I kept thinking about Mike grabbing my ass in the ocean and then rubbing my leg downstairs. The more I thought about it the more turned on I got. I slid my hand under the blanket and under my shorts. I began to rub myself through my panties, thinking about the other night and how good Mike's cock felt inside of me. I rubbed my clit faster and faster as I thought about him filling me over and over again. The way that it felt so dirty yet so exciting to be with him. I felt the thin fabric of my panties getting wet as I was getting more and more turned on. My hips started thrusting slightly, almost as if they had a mind of their own.
I was just about to slip my fingers under my panties when I heard the floorboards outside of the bedroom door creak. Quickly I pulled my hand up and curled up on my side, not facing the door. "Night Dad!" I heard Steve say as he walked into the room. I did my best to act as if I was asleep. Even though I was incredibly horny I didn't feel like having sex with Steve. I heard him shuffle around the room a bit until he got into bed. He curled up behind me and draped his arm around me. Within minutes he was sound asleep and snoring. I needed to get myself off and badly. I slipped out of bed and crept out of the room. I knew the tv downstairs had some late night programs and I figured I could find something to help me cum before going back to bed.
When I got downstairs I could see a faint light coming from the living room. As I got closer I could hear muffled sound as well but couldn't make out what it was. I walked quietly to the archway of the living room and peeked around the corner. My eyes widened as I saw Mike sitting on the couch, his hand wrapped around his cock, and the other cupping his balls. His hand slowly sliding up and down his shaft as he was fixated on the television. I finally got a good look at his cock. It looked to be about 7 inches long and deliciously thick. I felt frozen in place as I kept watching him. My pussy had never been so wet. I wanted to touch myself so badly but I didn't want to get caught.
My eyes remained glued to his cock, watching him squeeze and gently tug his balls while he stroked his shaft. My mouth was watering at the thought of tasting it. I looked up at his face and saw that he closed his eyes as he began stroking his cock faster. I was going crazy and needed to cum so badly. And that's when I heard it. "Oh Jess..." he moaned softly.
