It was Friday night. The weekend. Most people were excited to have these golden days arrive, but they didn't mean much to me. I had no plans - again. The weather was supposed to be fairly decent and I was thinking it might be a good time to work in the yard to prepare it for the upcoming summer.
Sitting there in front of the television, I was staring mindlessly at the countless images that flashed in front of my eyes. Eventually I deciding it was too nice a night to be sitting inside so I grabbed the remote control and turned off the TV as I stood up. Quickly placing about eight bottles of beer in my cooler and loading it with ice, I headed out to the back yard. About a hundred yards or so behind the house, in a very secluded area of the back yard, I had a fire pit in which I immediately went about building a fire in as soon as I opened a bottle of beer.
Within minutes I had a nice, medium sized fire going and sat down on the lawn chair, stretching my feet out in front of me. The early springtime air was refreshing and surprisingly quite warm. With the heat from the fire wafting across me, it was becoming uncomfortably warm very quickly.
Enduring the increasingly uncomfortable warmth for as long as I could, I stood up and removed my shirt and pants. Sitting down again, I watched the mystical dance of the flames jump and dance in the air as the delightful night air played with my privates. "Ahhh. That's better," I said to one of the cats that had decided to join me. He just looked at me for a second then after deciding my pile of clothes was a perfect bed for him, he laid down. I lit a cigarette and began to relax.
I don't know how much time had elapsed but I knew the fire needed tending so I leaned forward to rearrange the wood in the fire pit and tossed on a few more pieces of wood for good measure. The cat stayed dozing on my clothes even as I sat back down and grabbed another beer from the ice chest. I heard the neighbor returning home but with it being dark and their driveway about one quarter mile away, I knew they'd not see me so I didn't think anything about it.
It was probably about forty-five minutes later when I heard a very slight noise behind me, off to the right. I turned to see a person that I could tell from the light of the fire was Sandy, the eldest of the next door neighbor kids. She was about twenty or so I knew, but I didn't know why she'd be coming down here at this time of night. Leaning forward to cover my male anatomy, I greeted her as she steadily approached.
"Hi!" she exclaimed cheerfully as she quickly spread a blanket on the ground beside me. "I saw the fire when I came home but I didn't know you were out here," she continued as she sat down Indian style on the blanket.
"No problem, but why'd you bring the blanket if you didn't know I was here?"
Without hesitation she told me she thought she'd just relax and watch the fire. "You don't mind if stay, do you?"
The light from the fire illuminated her young beauty. Her face was nearly perfect and her long blonde hair sparkled in the firelight.
"No, I don't mind a bit," I said, realizing at that instant my clothes, now abandoned by the cat, lay out of my reach and that I was sitting there stark naked with a raging erection being held down by my arms that were crossed over top of my lap.
We talked for several minutes, all the time with me leaning forward. She shocked the living hell out of me with she said next. "Ya know, you can lean back and relax. I've seen hard cocks before, and I've enjoyed a few as well."
I just looked at her. What I was feeling was a mix of extreme sexual arousal, uneasiness because of her being less than half my age, and confusion as to why she was coming on to me. She just sat there, legs crossed and leaning back on her outstretched arms. I scanned over her. Her face, those large and so firm looking breasts, her flat stomach, and her legs. The shorts she wore were very, very short and exposing everything up to her crotch.
Eventually, I did lean back but I crossed my right leg over my left, still trying to hide the thick and throbbing shaft of lust. Finishing my beer, I asked if she was old enough to drink beer. She said yes, so I handed her one as I took another for myself. After she opened it and took a swallow, she said something else that sent both the fear of God through me as well as a torrent of desire for her.
"Maybe I should warn you," she said softly as I rearranged the wood in the fire again. "If I get drunk, I usually end up naked and attacking someone."
Still facing the fire, I couldn't prevent a huge smile for covering my face. Having beaten the dilemma I had earlier about her age, I let my hormones and humor take over. As I sat back in the chair, I didn't cross my legs this time and looked at Sandy. "You want another beer?" I asked with a grin on my face.
She produced one of the sexiest giggles I've ever heard, but said nothing so I leaned back and stared at the fire again. Before I knew what was happening, I felt her soft, warm, smooth fingers wrapping around my erection. A moan escaped me as she skillfully massaged my now more anxious than ever skin. I was enjoying every second of her touches and without too much more coaxing, could have proven it without a word.
She suddenly pulled her hand back, wrenching me from my elation. I turned to look at her and saw she had stood up and was now stripping. Less than a foot away from me, this firm, young, shapely female was stripping!! Her shorts were down around her ankles and I saw a neatly trimmed strip of hair emerging from between her firm thighs. Mesmerized, I watched eagerly as she slowly pulled her snug tank top off, exposing a most beautiful set of breasts. So full and firm, I reached out and rubbed the back of my hand over her hard nipple.
