It was just a typical, boring day during the hot summer months. The air was hot, the humidity was high, and there was nothing to do except sit in front of the fan, waiting for another humid, almost cool night.
At least, that was what Dan was hoping would happen. Things never seemed to work out his way. He was too weak to be a jock; not scrawny by any means, but just too small to play football like the others in his class. He was too dumb to be a nerd. He couldn't sing, he couldn't dance, and he hated plays. There was nothing remarkable about Dan; he had brown hair, brown eyes, a slight tan, not too tall, not too short; he was, in a word, average.
That typical boring day, Dan's mom had left a note, telling him to take his sister Judy, and her friends...whatever their names were...to the beach for the afternoon. That's just what he wanted to do. He was already laughed at as it was, but taking his just graduated sister to the beach? That had to be the bottom that he could sink no further below. She was old enough to drive, she had a license, but their mom didn't' trust her enough with the car to take it out of town.
Grudgingly, Dan accepted his fate. At least he got the car for the day, and his mom didn't say anything about staying with them. Maybe the day would pick up. Things could be worse, too; Judy's friends weren't too bad looking. Dan couldn't think of a reason to remember names, but they were the big chested brunette and the tanned skinny blonde. That worked for him. When they were 14, they were knockouts, and at 16 they were sizzling. But those two, now at 18, sitting in the back seat, would sure get his mind working on other things than the beach.
They called at 2pm, waiting to be picked up at the big chested brunette's place. Judy and Dan piled into their mom's Buick and they were off. It was a short drive to the house, and they both piled in; and damn, did they ever look tasty. The swimsuits they had on were practically bursting under the pressure of keeping their tits in place, while the bottoms were practically sucked into their butt cheeks, leaving virtually nothing to the imagination. Dan quickly noted that not even a stray pube was to be seen on either of them. They talked quickly to Judy as they got situated in the car and Dan slowly pulled away.
The fifteen minute trip to the beach was almost heaven. Dan had learned to drown out the incessant laughter and the boring conversation. He didn't care about which boy looked best in which pants, or who they'd like to fuck. They never said anything juicy anyway, so why listen? He kept checking out the rear view mirror, watching the suit on the brunette strain as her nipples tried to poke holes through the tiny triangles of fabric holding them back from sight. Alternately he would watch the blonde, and though she was maybe a C cup, she had a good sized chest for her body, and obviously had tiny nipples. They were trying to burrow through her suit as well, and seemed to be getting some help from her movements as she tied her long blond hair into a pony tail.
They got to the beach, the time Dan seemed to blur into nothing but tanned flesh and firm, jiggling breasts. He had to concentrate extremely hard not to keep his cock from swelling too much and keep the car on the road. Dan found himself a good spot, watched the girls run down to the beach, their suits working deeper and deeper into their asses until it looked like they were only wearing little strings around their waists. He watched them settle in a spot, lye down on their towels and put their sun screen on. He noted with happiness that they were not the only three beach bunnies here. There were acres of tanned, young, firm flesh before him. He decided he should get into the water before his cock ripped a hole in his shorts.
Dan swam for a while, his dick not getting any softer; now he was surrounded by wet, hard nippled, tanned women, and he decided to head back in to take care of his problem in the changing room. There were private stalls in there, and this wouldn't be the first time he'd used them for this.
While walking back to the beach, he felt something under his feet in the sand. It was too smooth to be a rock, it felt slippery, more like a bottle. Dan reached into the water to get whatever it was, and discovered that it was neither empty, nor was it any bottle he'd ever seen before.
The bottle itself was made of thick, pale blue glass, with a glass screw top and a cork to seal the contents. The liquid inside, was thick, almost like oil, and must have been yellow because it was turning the glass green as the light shone through. Etched very lightly in the side that was buried in the sand were the words "Drink Me" in plain English.
'Well, what the hell?' thought Dan. And with that thought, he unscrewed the cap and swallowed the liquid. It was bitter, but that taste soon melted away into a buttery, honey after taste. The second the liquid hit his stomach, his head felt like someone split it with a fire ax.
"Hey! What's up, Dan?" came a voice from the beach. He looked up, the headache fading as quickly as it had started. It was the brunette, and she was looking at the bottle.
'Follow me to the bathroom, I'll show you what's up,' he thought. He damn near said it, too, but thought better of it. "Nothing, just found someone's beer," he said and threw the bottle back out into the clear blue water. Dan kept walking, visibly checking her out as he walked up the beach. He walked past her and to the changing room, finding himself the first available stall. His shorts were down in a flash and his hand was on his cock. He hadn't gotten five strokes off yet before the curtain on the stall was pulled open.
"Hey, what the," Dan started. He said it out of reflex, but what he saw caught him by surprise. The big chested brunette was standing in front of him, staring at his naked body. "Hell?" finished Dan, his voice cracking. She giggled, her eyes focused hungrily on his still growing dick.
"I just had to follow you in here, and now I don't think I want to leave," she said innocently.
"If you're staying, then get the fuck in and shut the curtain!" whispered Dan harshly. She giggled again and shut the blind behind her.
'What the fuck is going on here?' Dan thought. 'I am the luckiest man on Earth.' Dan was still stroking his cock, and her nipples were stiffening, her eyes glued to his hand slowly sliding up his 9 inches of meat.
'Goddamnit, she'd look fucking amazing if she'd take her swimsuit off,' he thought. The brunette smiled coyly and reached up behind her neck to untie her bikini, and it the flimsy top flopped down, her tits bouncing from the release. Dan noted with delight how pink her nipples were, how big they were growing. She reached behind and untied the string across her back, and the top fell gently to the floor. The brunette played with her tits a little for him, squeezing them softly and brushing her nipples with her fingers, making her gasp slightly. His eyes were glued to those twin globes, and he barely saw her fingers teasing down her sides to the ties on her bikini. Her fingers slowly wound around the strings and she giggled as she pulled up on them, the two triangles of fabric slid down her silken skin, the front still wedged tight between her lips. He barely saw the beginnings of her slit over the top of her bikini bottom, and noted with much delight that the thin sliver of white flesh concealed beneath was shaved completely bare. About an inch above her slit, there were tiny words tattooed into her creamy skin.
'That's it,' Dan thought, not believing his luck. 'Play with those tits and that little pink pussy of yours.'
The brunette giggled and spread her thighs a little. She teased her hands up her sides, making her moan again. Her fingers traced wavy patterns up her tanned tight body up to her nipples, circling her breasts along the way. Her head titled back and she moaned again, the tip of her tongue came out from between her lips as she teased her nipples further. Dan watched the show, wondering what was going on. He didn't have to wonder long; the more she played with her nipples, the more her pussy lips opened and her mound swelled. The more her pink lips spread, the more the skimpy suit slid down until it hit the floor between her feet. She giggled between moans and her fingers trailed back down to her crotch. Her delicate fingers moved into her flower and then pulled her pussy lips back, exposing her wet pink core to Dan.
Dan's mouth was open, his eyes about ready to jump out of her head, and about ready to shoot his load. His eyes hit the tattoo again and he couldn't quite make out what it said.