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Sandy & I Ch. 1

By: Bull10



Chapter 1: We Met

We met at a New Year's party at my best friends house. In fact, I was living with he and his girl friend at the time. I had just broken up with my girlfriend of two years, Sue Lin.

Eric and I had been friends since our first day at the University of Hawaii. We were both standing in line waiting to register for history class. We started talking and found out that he had just gotten out of the Army and was attending the university on the GI. Bill. I had just gotten out of the Navy and was doing the same thing. The military had brought both of us to Hawaii several years before and we had both decided to make it our home. Sometime you meet another person and hit it off right away. That was the case with us. As the semester wore on we found out that we had very similar interest. We both enjoyed scuba diving, mountain climbing, shooting firearms of all types, and racing sailboats. We both ran everyday and swam a mile at least five times a week. We had both been participating in tae kwon doe since we were sent overseas with the military and had both achieved our black belt. In fact I changed dojos so we could work out together.

We had quite a few similarities. We were both six feet tall with a thirty-two inch waist. We could wear each other's trousers. The same was true for our size nine shoes. That's where the similarities stopped. Eric was slim built, agile, and very quick. He weighed about one hundred seventy-five pounds and had the appearance of being lighter. I on the other hand weigh one ninety-five and had the appearance of being very muscular on the top. I wore a large to extra large shirt while Eric wore a medium to large shirt, depending on who made them and the type. Eric was a very fine looking man with fine features, clear blue eyes and sandy brown hair. I had dark brown, almost black hair and hazel eyes. I think they were called hazel because they showed many different colors, which seemed to change, depending on the circumstances. The girls thought he was the best thing on campus and continuously tried to get me to introduce them to him. Eric had a steady girl friend that he loved dearly. He didn't have eyes for any of the sexy, horny bunnies who would have loved to have babies with him. I on the other hand I am not what anyone would call handsome. True, I do get along with women very well and never seemed to have to look very hard to find a companion. I have to admit women were secondary in my life to the adventures, which seemed to come my way. I, like Eric, had a steady girl and we lived together in two-bedroom apartment in Kaimuki, at least until a couple of weeks ago.

Eric and Sue were together before I met Eric. I had never heard either mention how they came to be together, and it didn't seem to be important. They lived for today and history just wasn't part of today. They were very close and obviously very much in love.

Sue Good was something else. It was easier to think of her as a work of sensual art that as a person. She was definitely a woman. Five feet ten inches of legs, butt and boobs as Eric would say. The truth of the matter was that she was one of those women who were very long legged in relation to the entire body length. She loved to mountain climb and run long distances, therefore, her legs were slim and muscular. She swam and ran every day. The only excess weight on her body was on the chest. She had a beautiful set of breast. She didn't mind telling you she was a 36DD. Sue said God did that to keep her humble. I never did understand that statement. When I first met her it was hard to look her in the eye, but as time went by she became a real person and not just a sex goddess. Sue liked to keep her hair long and wore it in a ponytail most of the time. I think, had she not lived in the tropics, her hair would have been black, but the effect of the sun was to turn it into a very healthy auburn color, which glowed and shimmered as it swished from side to side with her walk. All things considered Sue would be considered a beautiful and healthy example of womanhood, but her best attribute was her skin. She tanned the color of a fine teak wood, which had been rubbed smooth for a thousand years. I was told that she had a tiny blemish in a spot that was hard to find. I never did find it and would never attempt to do so. I had seen Sue nude on many occasions, and there were no flaws in that fine hide that could be seen with normal observation. Sue and Eric were the best friends I had ever had, and it was important to me to keep it that way. I always thought of Sue and Eric as one person and even though they definitely kept their individual personalities, they totally fit together. They were both higher on the friendship list than Sue Lin, my former girlfriend. It would seem that a man's woman should rank number one if the relationship was really working. That just wasn't the case.

The night Sue Lin and I broke up we were having dinner at the yacht club, we joked and kidded around. Eric and Sue invited me to spend the rest of the year and the New Year with them. They had plenty of room in their three-bedroom house so I accepted. They lived in a very old, pre world war two, two level house on Wilder Avenue. They paid little rent and exchanged upkeep and maintenance for the major part of the rent. Sue kept the house spotless in spite of its age. The floors were raw wood and very well worn. There were no shoes worn in the house and those wood floors felt better on my feet than any carpet ever could. Where the house was located the trade winds blew directly through the living room windows. With the windows in the bedrooms open the inside of the house was constantly ten degrees cooler than the outside air. To regulate the temperature you simply had to close the windows in the living room. We had a great three days of just being lazy and having a good time. I had to admit I felt out of place being there with them without a woman of my own. Sue really liked to tease and frequently filled the conversations with sexual innuendo.

Chapter 2

Sue was planning for several couples to have dinner with us on New Years day. I tried to get her to let me contribute to the food supply, but she refused. She told me to get wine and liquor instead. On New Years Eve, I bought two bottles of scotch and three one-gallon bottles of rotgut wine. Most of the people coming to the dinner would be drinking beer so we got four cases Miller, my brand, and put them on ice in the bathtub. The three of us were in great spirits while we got ready for the beginning of a new decade. We talked about our hopes and dreams for the future and how we intended to go about obtaining those. Sue was an archeologist at the University and was just finishing her doctoral thesis. She wanted to be involved in a major dig in Central America in the next decade. Eric wanted to finish college and never go to school again. I wanted to get a major grant from the government and study fish populations and ways to provide a food source from the sea that would feed the world. 

Surprisingly, I didn't miss Sue Lin at all. In fact she seldom entered my mind. I didn't have bad thoughts or good wishes for her for the coming year, I just didn't consider her at all. There were some stray comments about our relationship, but it simply moved off into what we commonly called the "oh-well" rule of life. I had no doubts that my time with her had passed

At about three in the afternoon the first couple arrives. I went to the door with Sue, and she opened the door, announcing, "Zig and Sally, this is Ed, he has been staying with us the last couple of days". Zig was a tall thin Chinese man with long straight black hair down his back. He had an open, friendly smile which showed the straightest, whitest set of teeth I could remember seeing. Sally was a short chunky brown skinned local woman. She had beautiful eyes which danced with amusement and mischief when she looked at you. Sue told me they had been together for about six years. They got married one time and started fighting and having problems over who was the boss. They got divorced and went back to living together and their relationship worked great. As friends, without legal attachment they had the relationship a good marriage should be. Zig and Sally brought several pots of food, all covered up. I tried to peak and Sally slapped my hand very quickly for that. She then pulled a large wooden spoon out of her pocket, waived it at me and with her best stern look told me "don't touch or I will have to hurt you". Here face was stern, but her eyes were dancing like a band of fairies at a moon light feast.

We all sat on the floor and chatted about the University and the course load. Zig was in his senior year and would graduate with a BS in chemistry after one more final exam. Sally worked as a court reporter and stenographer; she said it was because she liked being nosy. Sue didn't drink anything; Eric, Zig and I were on our second beers.

During the course of the afternoon several other couples arrived. I knew all of them as acquaintances. We were all drinking and just having a good social time. I felt somewhat like the fifth wheel without a girl, but with the recent breakup I wasn't in much of a mood for female companionship right then.

About seven the girls decided we should have some food to help absorb the alcohol or there wouldn't be anyone awake to see the New Years come in. There was a lot more food than there were places to put it. Sue had been smart and bought paper plates and plastic utensils. That at least helped. We decided to put the food on the kitchen table, chairs and any other higher object we could find, and sit on the floor to eat. This was fine with everyone so we started dishing it out. There was everything from hotdogs and hamburgers to laulau and lomilomi salmon. Sue called me to the refrigerator and said, "I have something special just for you." She opened the frig and there sat a container of poi.

Now, I'm one of those haoles that love Hawaiian food. In fact if there is a choice to eat Hawaiian or any other style of food it will be Hawaiian every time. I hear people from the mainland talk about how bad poi taste. I even hear them refer to it as tasting like library paste. That's utter nonsense. When I was a kid, I ate as much library paste as anyone, and there is no comparison at all. Poi is very smooth and moist where library paste is lumpy and dry. Now what does poi taste like? Poi! It doesn't taste like anything else other than poi. It is made from the root of the taro plant, which is very much like a turnip or rutabaga. The first day it is made it is rather thin and has a very mild taste. As the days pass, it gets more of a sour tang and thickens. When it gets fairly thick it is normally eaten with one finger as it is thick enough to pick up easily with one finger and place it in the mouth without slobbering it all down the front of you. Another thing that really is great is the "wana" or long spined sea urchin. It's eaten by cracking open the hard center and dipping out the contents. One of the very best Hawaiian delicacies is opihi. This is a limpet which attaches itself to the slick rocks along the shore. They only seem to be where the waves really pound on the rocks. It is very difficult to get to them, much less get them off the rock. Because of the risk factor, they are very expensive and seldom found in the local markets. The best way to get the full flavor of the opihi is to eat it while it is very fresh and still alive. The Hawaiians say "ono" which means delicious.

Well, anyway, Sue had gotten me poi to eat with the laulau. I tried to pass the poi around, but no one else seemed to want any. I grabbed up two laulau, which is kalua pig wrapped in taro leaves, which are then wrapped in banana leaves and cooked in an imu. I didn't try very hard to sell the poi, took it to a corner and isolated myself to my personal feast.

Just as I sat down to eat the doorbell rang. Being the closest to the door I answered it. There was a couple and a smaller child at the door. They didn't look like they belonged at our type party, especially with a child in tow. I said, "Hi, I'm Ed, can I help you?" The man said, "Hi, I'm Richard and this is my wife Mary. Sorry we are late, but we went to get the poke (pronounced pôkç) and got caught in traffic in Kailua." No one said anything about the child behind them. I figured the kid was maybe fifteen or so because she was nearly five feet tall. I said, "Can you wait for just a second and let me get Eric?"

I went in and found Eric and told him Richard and Mary were at the door with their daughter. He didn't say a word; he got up and went to the door. I heard some talking and then he came around the corner with Richard and Mary and the little girl following behind. I wondered if the kid might have a problem. She was wearing a dress, but under the dress she was obviously wearing pants and some top like a t-shirt. Then Eric started laughing. Not just a chuckle, mind you, but a belly laugh that started on the floor and filled the room. He laughed so hard I thought he was going to choke. I had seen him laugh before, but never like this. He looked at the group and said, "Ed thinks Sandy is Richard and Mary's daughter." Now everyone is laughing. I couldn't follow what is going on. I know I'm not drunk.

I took another, closer, look at the kid. She couldn't be any taller than five feet. She was standing there in a dress that looked like it should appear in "Mary had a Little Lamb", or "Little Boe Peep". She had a smirk on her face, her feet were wide apart and her hands were on her hips. She had a lot of blonde hair piled up on top of her head and held there with something that looked amazingly like clothes pins. Her features were great. I even thought she would have a beautiful face if she wasn't suffering from some form of mental illness. It's amazing how our prejudices distort our perceptions. Then I noticed she had the brightest green eyes I had ever seen. I took a closer look and decided she was laughing at me with her eyes telling the secret. Suddenly I felt that she was the most "alive" person I had met in a very long time. Her eyes were beautiful, full of life and amusement. I knew deep down inside that those eyes would be terrifying if they were filled with anger. She looked at Eric and said, "May I use your bathroom to change?" Of course she could, but the amazing thing was that her voice was smooth, mellow and very pleasant, very melodious.

Eric was still laughing. Don was trying not to roll over, and Zig had his head thrown back laughing at the ceiling. I looked at Sue and asked, "What's this all about? What's going on here?" She said, "Just wait, you'll see for yourself." Nuts, I went back to my food and started eating. I was getting aggravated at being the butt of the joke and not even knowing what the joke was.

Ten minutes later I had finished one laulau and was drinking my beer when the little girl came around the corner, placed her hands on the wall, archer her back to show off her butt and said, "So you think I'm a little girl do you?" She stood in that posture with her breast thrust forward and her round bottom well displayed for about thirty seconds. I don't know where I was. My mind refused to function. All of my sense had gotten up and fled. I was sitting there with my mouth open and drool running from my mouth. Now everyone in the room was laughing so hard I thought they would all get sick and barf all over the room. It didn't make any difference to me; I was six inches from the most awesome female I had ever encountered in my life. She reached down, put her hand under my jaw and pushed my mouth closed. She said," Do you still think I'm a little girl?" Then she walked over to where Sue was sitting and ignored me. It didn't make any difference. I was brain dead. All of the activity I was participating in was not going on in my head.

It occurred to me that everyone in the room knew what was happening but me. I was being set-up as the butt of an elaborate joke. Here I had answered the door and seen a tall blonde guy and a tall exotic woman standing there. I had never seen them before, so it was perfectly all right to me. Behind them had been a very short woman. Of course she looked like a child considering the way they had her dressed. Richard was about six feet six inches and Mary was six feet even. This made the five-foot woman in the right size range to have been their young child. All things considered I really felt good that my mind had worked well enough to figure any of this out. They had me good. I got a bad case of the giggles and couldn't seem to get them under control. That must have been impressive behavior for a grown man. At least I wasn't still drooling down the front of my shirt. I felt like a total idiot. Well, maybe total is a strong word. I looked at babe and felt an immediate since of loss. Boy would I have liked to be friends with her. No woman who looked as good as she did could possibly be available.

I looked over at Richard and Mary. He was a big man with a great build, but it was her that made the couple extraordinarily attractive. She was exceptionally tall in the first place and had jet-black hair and green eyes in the second. Those eyes were almond shaped and obviously someone in her family had originated in the Mediterranean. I had seen those eyes in the past, but never in the emerald green shade she had. She also had an olive complexion which was very well tanned to a golden brown. Richard had blue eyes, and she had green which fit with having a daughter with green eyes and blond hair.

I confessed to the whole group that I was really impressed with the way they had set me up. I had been set up by Eric and Sue before, but nothing this elaborate. Every one was in a great mood after the confession and the evening became light hearted with everyone participating in the conversation.

"My name's Sandy," was all she said.

I looked at Sandy standing at the food table and she opened the laulau pot and took out two. She then helped herself to the lomilomi salmon and poke. Now, I was already excited just looking at her, but to know that there was someone else in this group that liked Hawaiian food really set me off. I just knew I had to find a way to meet this woman. I continued to watch her for the obvious reason; she was beautiful and very sexy. She radiated sensuality. It was almost like she had a sign on that said breed me. Her legs were straight and strong. The calf muscles were well defined without being blocky of oversized. Her calf was slightly wider than her knee which added to the appearance of strength. She had well defined thighs with long smooth muscles. Her thighs didn't quiet touch when she stood with her feet together. Now, that is in my opinion the sexiest shape a woman can have from behind if the woman has a really round butt. She did. Her body proportions were such that she appeared to be long legged compared to most women, even Sue. She had a v-shaped back with good strong shoulders. I wanted her to turn around so I could study her face, but she leaned over to speak with Sue instead.

Oh boy! Sue pointed to me and said something which caused her to look my way. I almost dropped my food. My heart skipped two beats and I felt fear and excitement at the same time. What in the hell was wrong with me? I never acted this way around women. Sue Lin never had this type of effect on me. I wanted her to turn around, and she did. She headed straight to where I was sitting. I didn't know what to do or think. I was almost afraid to speak to her for fear that she would decide that I was a total moron not worthy of her conversation. She was still headed my way and I felt like running away to prevent making a fool of myself. I looked past her to where Eric and Sue were sitting. They both had a concerned look on their faces, then Sue smiled at me and made the lip words ok.


Sandy & I Ch. 1



When she got close, she said, "Hi, I'm Sandy Straus. I hope you don't mind if we start over again. I really didn't know why they asked me to dress the way I did until after we were here."

I said, " I would like that"

"Do you mind if I sit down with you?"

"Be my guest, by the way, my name is Ed"

"Would you mind sharing the poi with me? You have all of it there is."

What a let down. She didn't come over to talk to me. She just wanted the poi. That was good really, it gave use one more thing in common. Now there were two haoles in the world who would eat poi. My mind wasn't working right. I knew I wasn't drunk; I just couldn't get it together. I looked at her and was caught by her eyes. I couldn't look away anymore than a bird can look away from the snake which is about to eat it. I would not have felt as captured if I had been bound and gagged. She had a very amused look on her face, which turned into a big friendly smile. She was beautiful beyond my imagination.

She said, "Is it me or the fact I want some of the poi that has you so rattled?"

"I thought it was all mine." What a stupid thing to say. I can see it on my evaluation, "Doesn't share well with others." I really liked this girl, even though I couldn't get over her sexuality. I liked her beyond the obvious and could only decide I was being hypnotized by the sound of her voice. Maybe I was drunk and passed out and this whole thing was a delusional dream promoted by alcohol poisoning.

She turned her back to the wall and slid down beside me. She said, "Well?" She was looking me straight in the eyes and I could see what it was alike to be alive. She lived through her eyes. Then she said, "I'll share mine if you share yours." I stopped breathing and wasn't so sure I could start again. She chuckled and I could see pure mischief in those eyes. She was really a tease. I had to get control of myself if I wanted to get to know her. She would get tired of my idiot act sooner or later, assuming I was acting.

I said, "OK! I'll get it together in a minute. Just be patient. I'm really smarter than a rock; it is just hard to tell at the moment. You are more than welcome to the poi, I have eaten more than my share anyway." That seemed to help me settle down somewhat. I might not have hart failure after all.

She took a good helping of the poi then looked me in the eye and said, "Well it looks like you're going to live after all. Did I scare you that bad? Are you sorry I'm not a little girl?" She took a taste of the poi with obvious satisfaction. "You really did have a bad flush to your face there for a few minutes. I know they embarrassed you, but I was an innocent participant. I hope you wont hold it against me."

I slowly returned to my normal, subhuman, state from the bug world I had been visiting. I decided to just be straightforward with her and tell her the truth. (I had always been told that was a bad plan with women.) I told her, "No, its not that. I was just very taken back by you. You're very beautiful. You have the most outstanding eyes I have ever seen. You are obviously very bright, and you handle yourself very well. The total effect just overwhelmed me. I admit this is the first time this has ever happened to me."

Now that my mind was working again I could take time out to look her over at close range. She still had her hair piled up on top of her head. She either had long blonde hair or it was very thick, maybe a combination of both. I decided that she really didn't have clothes pins in her hair, that they were some type of long clips. I also noticed that her t-shirt, though not tight in the least, was well filled. For her size she had really large breast. They weren't large like Sue's, but in proportion to her overall size they were really large. If she had 36DD like Sue she would have fallen over on her face. Instead they were still large without making her seem unbalanced. Still, the most amazing thing about her was her eyes. They just radiated life. You could see her emotions just as clearly as though she was telling you how she felt. Most of what I saw was amusement. I could take anger from those eyes, but even after just knowing her for what seemed like a few minutes I knew I didn't want to see those eyes sad. I was really pleased not to find any fear in her eyes, rather a secure sense of confidence.

She looked at me with a big smile on her face and said, "Well, are you through with the inspection? Does everything meet your approval? I would like to be five feet ten inches if you are intending to make changes."

We both laughed and I assured her that everything was perfect and no changes were needed, contemplated or desired. We chatted for a while trying to figure what our common grounds were. It seemed like everything about us was common ground. She was very active and loved the out doors. She was into scuba diving and had her own rig. She liked to climb mountains and especially liked the island of Molokai. She loved sailing and swimming and would like to have a sailboat some time in the future. We talked about long distant sailing and plans to go around the world on a boat about forty feet in length. We even talked about making the trip together. We laughed and joked with each other and made smart remarks about what we were really doing with our lives as compared to the dreams of what we would like to do in life.

Suddenly, Sue appeared, "Hey you two. Did you notice that there are other people here? You going to just sit here or are you going to celebrate New Years with us? Its two minutes to go you know?" What a surprise, we had been talking for hours and it just seemed like minutes to both of us. We got up and went over to the liquor table. I filled two glasses with ice and pored the glasses full of scotch. I was not in the least amazed that she was a scotch drinker. Then came the count down, "Five, four, three, two, one, Happy New Years." Sandy gave me a very quick kiss on the cheek and then put her arm in mine and held on with considerable strength. All of the others were hugging and kissing with both men and women copping a feel. Sue came over and gave me a substantial kiss on the lips. I noticed that Sandy didn't seem to like that at all. Eric came over and tried to kiss Sandy on the lips, but she turned her cheek instead. She then looked at me and grinned as if to say, "that's how you do it."

Eric's house has three bedrooms. The bedroom I liked was in the back on the corner. It was definitely different. In the first place, there is no actual door to the room. There is a crawl way about four feet off the floor which leads to the inside of the room. This crawl way is four feet high, so I have to be very careful not to hit my head on the doorframe getting in and out. This is due to the fact that immediately below the room is the parking stall for the house. Too have it high enough to park a car the room had been elevated four feet. The house had originally been built without the parking stall and someone had figured out how to use the slope of the lot and raising the room to get the height needed. The interesting thing was that the roof had not been raised so the room had a low ceiling. The rest of the house had ten-foot ceilings and the bedroom I liked had only six-foot ceilings. The room itself measured ten feet by ten feet, the same as the other small bedroom. Eric and Sue had decided to put Japanese style mats on the floor, with padding under the mats to give them support and make then more comfortable. I had been living in this bedroom for the past several days. My clothes were kept in a duffel bag, and when I needed more I just went to my apartment and exchanged them for more.

After our short New Years celebration Sandy and I took our scotch back over to where we had been sitting and amused ourselves with nonsense and stupid stories, (all mine) for about an hour or so. We didn't notice, but all of the people had left other than Eric and Sue, Zig and Sally, and Don and Pat and of course us. Sandy and I had been so absorbed with each other that we had not socialized with any of the other guest. Sue pulled us into the remaining group whether we wanted to or not. Don said, "The bet is on. There's twenty dollars in the pool to the person who guesses closest to the time it is going to take the two of you to jump in bed and screw your brains out." Sandy and I turned beet red. I had never had that reaction before. It was no secret that I had my share of female companionship. In fact it had only been a couple of years ago that Sue Lin and I had used the little bedroom for just that purpose. Don looked at us and asked, "What's with you two. You look like two virgins in a whorehouse. Hell, most men are begging her to sit on their face, and you get all embarrassed at the mention of sex. I don't know what is happening here, but it sure looks good." Neither of us said anything. Sandy snuggled up close to me and tucked in her face so they couldn't see how red she was.

Thankfully, Sue changed the subject. There wasn't any wine left, much to my surprise. There was one full bottle of scotch left and two cases of beer. That means someone or more than one went home very drunk. None of us remaining could safely drive a car, so we all decided to spend the night there and just have fun. Don, Sandy and I refilled our glasses with scotch and ice while the others got beer. 

January 1, was a beautiful morning, or at least I assumed it was morning. I could barely open one eye, and was certain that if I opened both at the same time something drastic would cause my head to fall off and terminate my sorry existence. I was going to have to open my eyes. Something strange was happening. I was against the wall on my left side, but I was also against the wall on my right side. I was trapped. They had shrunk the room while I was drunk. Maybe I was in the wrong house. Then, of all things, I felt the wall on my right side move. Still drunk so I may as well go back to sleep. The second time I tried to wake up it was more successful. I was up against the wall on the left, but a very warm body was against me on the right. My first thought was who could it be? I looked to my right and saw a lot of blonde hair over my shoulder and the face of the person. It was a very small person and considering the hair it must be a female. I was glad of that as she moved to snuggle up to my shoulder with her head resting on me. Oh my God, it was Sandy. I was appalled at being in bed with her. I had to get my mind working. I checked and found that I had all of my clothes on except my socks. She had all of her clothes on except her socks, then I remembered that she hadn't had any socks on at all. I knew we hadn't made love. I always remember, even when it is in a state of severe alcohol poisoning. I gently brushed her hair back from her face and what did I see? A very bright green eye staring at me, and a beautifully shaped mouth formed into a definite smirk. It is best described as an "I got you" look.

"Hi Sandy, how you doing this morning?"

"Good afternoon Ed. Don't worry; I never get laid by accident. We only slept together, we didn't make love."

I brushed her hair back and took a better look at her. She was beautiful. I could see that she had removed her bra to sleep and laying half on her side she presented a very pleasing curve of hip and round bottom. She laughed and got up on her knees, leaning on her hands with her arms straight. This gave me a wonderful view of her breast against the same t-shirt she was wearing last night. She put her finger in the middle of my forehead and said, "Stay right where you are. I have no intention of being your first meal of the day." I didn't know quite how to take that. My brain had not kicked into gear yet. But the erection that I was developing was getting hard to hide. I turned on my side and propped up on my hand, hoping I looked nonchalant and the awaking between my legs wasn't apparent. I was perfectly content to just watch her to see what she would do next. Much to my surprise she kissed me full on the lips and quickly scrambled out of the opening. Waking up with her snuggled next to me had been very satisfying indeed.

I got up after letting things relax and went into the kitchen. Obviously the girls had been up early and cleaned the house. There wasn't a trace of yesterday's party. I sat at the table with Sandy on my right. Eric came up close and said in a normal voice, "At least you can say you slept with her. I don't know anyone else who can make that claim." I looked at Sandy and she looked at me. We both turned beet red. This was the second time in twenty-four hours that I had blushed. I couldn't remember blushing in the last ten years.

Sally and Sue cooked breakfast for us all. Shortly Zig and Sally said they would have to be on their way. We had a very laid back day. About mid afternoon we decided to pile into Eric's 1948 Plymouth sedan and go for a swim at Ala Moana Park. Sandy didn't have a suit so Sue lent her one which I didn't think could possibly cover up any part of her. I found out that the material was very stretchy. 

The Girls changed to bathing suits and came out to model them for us. Sandy had on a one-piece suit that was very high cut on the sides. I had seen Sue and Pat in bikinis before and knew that they had great bodies. Sue always picked suits which showed off those big boobs, and it really looked sexy. Sandy was quite another matter. She was the best built woman I had ever seen. She came out of the bedroom looking straight at me. She walked up close, made a full turn and asked me if I approved. Boy did I approve. This was my dream girl. I couldn't believe that I had slept with her and not touched her. I had to give up drinking. I was seriously loosing control of any sense I may have had.

We had a good time swimming. Every one in the group was a good swimmer. Sandy was my equal, which put her above the others. She played and teased in a friendly way and we all got along great. We took a nap on our beach mats before we left the park. Sandy put her mat next to mine and rolled over on her stomach. She took a look down her back and then check to make sure I was appreciating the view. She said, "You like that, huh?" She raised up on her elbows to make sure I got a good look at the front as well. Then, she took a nap. I couldn't help thinking about how great it would be to make love to her. I had to roll over on my stomach and it was starting to get very uncomfortable.

We left the beach and went to the Suzy Q for the best teriyaki steak sandwiches in the world. I paid for Sandy's and she made quite a fuss about being independent. She said, "If you want to be my friend, you will let me pay my own way. I have more than enough money to get by." Shortly after getting back to the house Sandy asked Eric for a ride home, Don decided he had better go along to keep Eric out of trouble. Just before they left, Sandy put a small piece of paper in my hand.

I was with Sue and Pat who were both very excited about my getting along with Sandy. They said she wouldn't have anything to do with men for the last four years they had known her. She had had a very bad relationship in the past and it had left her turned off to male relationships. They thought it best for her to tell me about it if she wanted me to know. They both suggested that I take it easy about her past. 

I opened the little piece of paper and read what she had had written. 

Give me a call at 591-6642. I would like see you again."

Chapter 3

Sue Lin, my former girlfriend was a beautiful girl who had the appearance of being very hot. To look at her you would think she would take on men just to satisfy that sensual body of hers. She had fabulously long smooth legs. Any man in his right mind would love the thought of getting between them and riding her like a wild bronco. That just wasn't the case. At least it wasn't with me. She had always told me that my penis was just too big and she didn't think it was fun. She claimed that she only had sex to satisfy the man she was with. During our relationship she had never allowed oral sex in either direction and would only allow penetration while on her back. Women like her could drive a man to be gay if he didn't have tendencies like that to start with.

The following week was back to work. It was good to get back to my office and put my mind back to work. This was the week of final exams for the semester, but I was ready. I always kept up with my studies during the class term. All I had to do was review the material I had learned. I hated to cram for a test. It seemed that the information didn't stay with me at all if I crammed, but if I learned it the first time it stayed with me for the long run. 

I started running and swimming in the mornings, and working out at the dojo with Eric in the evening. The whole world was back on track better than it had been for the past couple of years. I was happy with myself.

I kept Sandy's note in my pocket all of the time. I was going to call her every day, but with exams and work and fear, I just chickened out. I had never enjoyed the company of another human as much as the New Years we had spent together. If I called her and she put me off it would leave me with a feeling of defeat. As it was now, I had great memories of a great time.

On Friday I went to Eaton Square and opened a post office box in my name. That made sense to me. I spent most of my free time at the club if I wasn't with Sue and Eric. They both had their own activities and Sue had just gotten a position teaching at the University. That took almost all of her time for the moment. She had to get in the groove.

When I saw Sue on Friday evening she said, "Call Sandy." I asked if she had seen Sandy or heard from her and she said no. She told me to call her and shut up. I did exactly that.

I never knew a telephone could weigh so much or be so hard to dial. Fear had taken over. Wasn't I a grown man? Didn't I know how to take care of myself? Was I afraid of one little girl? The answer to these questions was a resounding "Yes!" Some how I forced myself to dial the phone. When I heard the soft "hello" on the other end I knew I should have called before. I felt all warm and comfortable inside. It took me a minute to get it together enough to say a simple hello. Sandy chuckled and asked if I was frightened that much. I lied and said no. She chuckled again. I asked if she had time to talk and she said yes, but she didn't like talking on the phone. I could pick her up in half an hour. Then she gave me her address in a beautiful section of Kahala, the high rent district. That intimidated me a little. I assured her that I would be over in half an hour. 

When I got there she was waiting for me. Sandy was radiant. She was beaming with those emerald eyes flashing and a big smile of welcome. She was dressed in black slacks that fit loosely, and a big loose blouse with puffy sleeves and a pleated front. The thought of a bullfighter came to mind. She watched me watching her and laughed out loud. "Damn, its good to see you. What took you so long?" she asked.

I asked her if she had anyplace in particular in mind. She said, "Lets go where we can talk." I opened the door to my MG and went to the drivers side to get in. She asked me to put the top down and I did. She had worn her hair down with a scarf tied under the back and over her head. She really did have a lot of long blonde hair. Even tied as it was it fell to her shoulder blades. Her hair fell in a nice soft loose curl and bounced and swished with every movement she made. Even after the New Years party, I still couldn't get my breath when I looked her over. I knew this was special, even as mentally preoccupied as I was.

We went to a local coffee shop rather than for drinks. We both felt more comfortable with that than the lets get drunk scene. Right off the top she said, "I know you feel compelled to jump my bones, and I really want you to. The thing is that this is the first time I've felt that way since my divorce and I have a very strong feeling that there is a lot more between us than just the physical. The chemistry is great and we can laugh at each other while we laugh together. The good part, of it is, will have to wait until things get sorted out."




Sandy & I Ch. 1



Part of me wanted to argue that we should find out if the shoe fit before we bought the pair, but I agreed that being with her was very special. If it meant waiting, then I could do that. I didn't want too, but I could if that's what it took to have her as my friend.

We sat in that booth and talked all night. I discovered that she had been married at a very early age. Her parents had wanted her to marry a professional and she did. It appears that her husband had wanted her for her appearance and sexuality rather than love. He abused her sexually and physically, and it had left some very deep scars. She was divorced almost four years ago and moved to Hawaii without letting anyone know. She still feared that her ex-husband would hunt her down and force her to return to the former situation. She had been told that he planned to sell her into slavery in a foreign country. While she was telling the story it was obvious that she was afraid and really believed she was in danger. After coming to Hawaii she met Sue, and eventually Eric, through the University. They had offered her comfort and support while she got herself together. They both knew the whole story. About a year ago they had tried to convince her that we should meet. Eric and Sue told her that I was miserable with Sue Lin and only stayed because I felt committed. Finally she agreed to meet me if she could check me out first. That's what led to the silly dress at the New Years party. From there we would have to make our own history. I assured her that between Eric and myself we would be able to take care of any threat against her. She agreed to keep close contact with us both until she felt safe. I was the first man she had dated or gone out with since the divorce. She would only get around other men in a crowd or group she felt safe with.

She lived in the house in Kahala on a temporary basis. Her uncle had owned the house for many years, and he was traveling in Europe. He had asked her to watch it for him while he was gone. He was expected to return to the islands in late February or early March. When he came back she would move back to her own studio apartment in the Ilikai Hotel. Part of the Ilikai is condominium and the rest is hotel. She had an apartment on the eighteenth floor overlooking the Ala Wai Yacht basin and the beachfront from Ala Moana park to the Hilton Lagoon. It just doesn't get any better than that. The apartment was very small, but it was what she could afford to own, seemed secure, and offered good protection from surprises.

We talked, and talked and talked. We discussed everything we thought about during the period we were together. I told her about Sue Lin and how we had ended up living together. Her whole attitude was that history is nothing more than that, and all we could do was learn from it. The only comment she had about the situation was to ask if Sue Lin was good in bed. She suggested that with the legs on her she should have been. I didn't respond to that.

I told her that I wanted to get my own place to live. I was afraid that living with Eric and Sue too long would wear the relationship thin. She made a suggestion that would change my outlook of life forever. She said, "Why don't you get a boat and live on it?" Now, it just so happens that when I joined Hawaii Yacht Club in 1968 I had put my name on the list for a slip in the Ala Wai Yacht Harbor. The availability of slips in Hawaii is very limited by the small number of suitable harbors. It will often take two to five years to get a slip assignment. I decided to give that thought some consideration and resolved to check with the harbormaster about where my name was on the list.

About noon, Sandy decided she needed a nap. My mind considered how great it would be to snuggle up to her and . . . She suggested the we get a couple of beach mats and go to Ala Moana Park and take a nap under a tree. She had mats in her apartment at the Ilikai and we were only a couple of minutes walk from there. We had to walk by there anyway because we had parked the MG in the lot at the yacht harbor right behind the Ilikai. I suggested that we just take a nap at her apartment. That didn't go over too well. Her final comment on that was, "Between us, I'm a virgin and its going to stay that way until time is right or I can't stand it any more. I know about men, and I know I can have you whenever I want." Ok, if that's the way she wants it, she would find out what stubborn was. She just thought she was in control I could out last her and I was definitely the most stubborn human God had ever created.

The war was on. We were going to have a supreme test of will and all teasing was fair. I didn't tell her the rules, but she knew. It was a serious matter of who had the strongest will power and just how long it would take for both of us to go crazy.

We went to the apartment, and she wouldn't let me in. Not surprised by that. She changed to shorts and a t-shirt and grabbed two mats. Afterward we took a leisurely stroll to the park. It was a beautiful day. The trades were blowing about fifteen knots and the sky was crystal clear, with the exception of the mountains. They were wearing crowns of puffy white glamour. At the beach we spread the mats very close to each other. We both laid down and immediately went to sleep.

I awoke just before sunset. The sky was on fire as only the tropics can be. It was perfect, the cloud tops were radiant pink over the mountains and variegated to brilliant gold at the horizon. Between the pink and gold was every color and shade of orange and red. Magnificent. I softly touched Sandy on the neck and she looked up. When her eyes were open all she could say was "beautiful, really beautiful." I lightly touched her on the neck and under her chin. She didn't object. She rolled up on one elbow, looked at me with mischief in those brilliant green eyes, kissed me on the lips and jumped up.

We went to dinner at Hawaii Yacht Club and watched the boats go in and out. Most of the discussion was about moving onto a boat. It really was sounding like a good idea to me. We decided to take a walk around the harbor and see what the boats looked like and what was for sale. The only boat to catch my eye was an all white boat much smaller then we were looking for. It was moored at the fueling dock and I made a mental note to check back and find out what it was.

About midnight I took Sandy home to Kahala. We had agreed to meet about 10 AM Sunday and go to the beach. We agreed that it had to be an early evening because exams started Monday. I had yet to crack a book.

Early Sunday morning I got up and headed to the fuel dock at the Ala Wai. When I got there, they were just opening and the owner was there. I noticed the boat we had seen the night before was really light blue instead of white. For some reason this appealed to me. I asked if it were for sale, and the owner of the station said he would sell it at a loss just to get rid of it. It seems someone had ordered the boat and put a substantial deposit down. It took about a year to get the boat built and delivered to Hawaii, and during that time, the purchaser had disappeared. The boat had been sitting where it was for the last six months. He would sell it for what was owed and take his chances on the original buyer showing up sometime in the future. If he did, a new boat would be ordered or the deposit returned. 

The boat was an Ericson 29. It had an inboard atomic four engine, and full compliment of sails, including a spinnaker. It had an electric ice box, and shower with hot and cold pressure water. I looked below and decided it would be big enough for a first boat. It slept two forward and two in the main cabin. Under the cockpit was a double berth which could sleep two if they were friends. I actually had cash for the price asked. I was excited. All I needed was a slip to put her in.

I was already late to pick up Sandy so I headed to her house as fast as the traffic would let me. When I got there she was ready. She came out to the car wearing a wrap around device which looked a lot like a giant beach towel, fastened above her breast. All that blond hair was put up on top of her head with about six inches of the ends sticking out in all directions like a flower. 

The first thing she said was, "Well, did you buy the boat? Is it what you want? Will you be able to live on it? Is it big enough to go someplace? Can a friend sleep over? Can two couples stay aboard?" This was said with a great deal of excitement. I told her everything I knew and explained that the only thing that would keep me from buying it was finding a place to keep it.

We headed out to Sandy Beach. The swells were really big on the east side of the island so we stopped at the blowhole to watch the action for a few minutes. It was as big as I had ever seen it. The waves were causing spray high enough to go into the parking lot. Everything was so much bigger, brighter and better this Sunday than it had been Sunday just one week ago. It was great to be alive.

We drove the short distance to Sandy Beach and parked. Much to my surprise there was hardly anyone there. Sandy asked, "Should I leave my sarong here or wear it down on the beach?" I thought that was really an odd question. Her eyes were flashing and she had a big grin on her face. I knew I was about to be had. I didn't know what to expect, I already had on my swim trunks so I said, "Leave it here."

"You just stay where you are," was Sandy's reply. She then reached up, unfastened the clip at the top and very slowly unwrapped the sarong and let it fall open. Underneath she had on a string bikini that barely covered the essential parts of the girl. My physical response was immediate and involuntary. Yep, I would stay right where I was, sitting in the diver's seat of the MG. She was really fantastically built. I had never seen a woman that well proportioned, in pictures or real life. Waikiki had some great looking women in very small bikinis, but nothing compared to this. She came over to the side of the car and looked directly at my trunks. She laughed and said, "That's the result I was hoping for."

All I could say was, "Sandy!", but I knew she couldn't see it.

"You don't like it?" she asked.

"I like it a lot, but we agreed that we were not going to fool around and now you show me all of you and expect me to just go on like it was another day."

Her look turned very serious before she answered, "Before we get involved, I'm going to find out whether you want me, or just my body. God gave me a great body, and I do everything I can to keep it great, but I still have a heart, soul and a damn good brain."

Some how, that took the lust out of the situation and still left me with the enjoyment of the moment. I said, "You really hit hard."

"I've been hit really hard" With that she threw the sarong in the car, grabbed the mats from yesterday, turned and headed for the beach. Having my problem barely under control, I followed at a safe distance. Besides, I could see her walk much better from a distance. What a walk it was. Tease, tease, tease.

That Sunday is logged as one of the all time great days of my life. Not only did I learn to control my lust around my new best buddy, I built a very sound respect that she was smarter than me and knew exactly what she wanted and how she was going to go about getting it. We played in the surf, sunned on the beach and generally discussed the future of the world.

I asked Sandy why I didn't see any sun tan lines. She turned over and said, "I like to lay in the sun wearing nothing." We kidded a bit about that and I asked her it she would like to do that on a boat off the shore where no one could see. She thought that was a wonderful idea

About four in the afternoon, she said, "Lets go look at the boat." She didn't have to say that twice. We picked up our things and headed to the car. I was thinking boat and it never occurred to me to drool all over her as we went back. At the car she put the sarong behind the seat and off we went.

At the fuel dock we met the owner. Sandy was still wearing the bikini without the sarong. We found out the owners name was Tom and he was there because his employees had not bother to come in to work that day. We both got a kick out of the observation that he couldn't take his eyes off Sandy. She put on a show for him. When she got a chance she would lean over to show her breast or the other way to show her bottom. I told her to put on clothes so we could get him to talk about the boat. She did, and immediately Tom's wife drove up. Good timing. We decided Tom was all right. He never made comment, or any uncalled for gesture. He almost stayed on point while trying to sell the boat. Once his wife arrived he was once again the serious businessman, but his wife proved to be a real character. She was a real cut up. She suggested to Tom that she talk about the boat so he could devote his efforts to looking at Sandy. She was a great looking woman herself. She didn't have to apologize to anyone for her looks or sex appeal. On top of it all we found out she was really knowledgeable about boats, and the one we were interested in particularly.

After going through every inch of the boat, we headed to the Yacht Club. From the balcony we could look straight across to the boat. We discussed names for the boat and how we should treat her. I wanted to name her "Sandy", but she wouldn't have any of that. She was concerned that it would jinx our relationship. We finally settled on "Snuggler". I liked that because Sandy was a real snuggler and liked to snuggle up every chance she got.

That night when I got back to Eric's, I told he and Sue all about my adventures. They offered that I was fine living with them, and they could use my contribution to the rent. On the other hand they found the boat exciting and very romantic. I told them I thought I was going to buy it if I could find a place to put it.

Monday came and the exams came. The morning was a cakewalk. The afternoon was tougher, but it was also my favorite class. I finished about three and headed over to check my mail. I really was taken back when I found out that there was a letter from the harbor master saying my name had come up on the rotation list and slip #92 was available if I wanted it. It would accommodate a boat not exceeding forty feet. I went directly to the harbor office and rented the slip. From there I went directly to the fuel dock and made arraignments to buy the boat. I called Sandy from the fuel dock, but she wasn't home. Tom helped me move the boat into the newly rented slip and I became a captain of my own vessel for the first time.

I installed a new propane tank for the stove, hooked up shore power and settled in like I had lived there for years. I went to the ABC food store on the corner of Hobron Lane and Ala Moana and bought provisions for an evening meal for two, beer, and breakfast food.

When I got back to the boat Sandy was sitting in the cockpit. I immediately grabbed her up and we danced around like a couple of little children on Christmas morning. I invited her to have dinner with me and she thought that was the most exciting meal she had in her life. It was great. I spent the night aboard that night and moved in my clothes and possessions the next. Eric and Sue had dinner with us the second evening. They were almost as excited as we were. They were already considering us an "item".

Sue took me aside and asked if I really liked Sandy. I replied that she was my best buddy. That wasn't what she had in mind. She told me a little of the history behind her friendship with Sandy and suggested that she would test me everyway she could to find out if the relationship was real. Sandy needed a lot of kindness according to Sue. I told her about the bikini and she really laughed. Then she said, "Just be patient, she can't hold out much longer. Snuggler is the best name you could have picked." Then the conversation came back to the group.

I had taken off from work during exam week. That was pretty much routine in the department. The week went very fast. I was surprisingly confident in my exam results. Sandy came to the boat every evening, and brought prepared food or cooked something on the boat. It was very comfortable being with her. She had quit the sex teasing and we were really getting to like each other for what we were.

Saturday finally came. This was the first time we were taking snuggler out. Eric and I had been sailing as crew for other skippers over the past two years, so we knew how to set up the boat. I had been sailing since the early sixties. Sandy had sailed with her family on the East coast, and Sue had been out a couple of times on other peoples boat there in Hawaii. We all had knowledge of sailing so we didn't have to go through the new sailor routine. What a great day. We found out that the boat really could sail as good as she looked. We sailed all day and got sun burned in the process. That really surprised us, considering the amount of time we spent at the beach. Sandy even wore a full sized bikini, which still wasn't enough cloth to blow your nose on. Great day indeed.

We had pre-planned to anchor off Waikiki and have dinner. The girls had put together a meal fit for kings. Eric and I were surely that, and even better, sailors. We ate shrimp and crab in every form from cocktail to stew. We had brought a couple of bottles of wine, and a bottle of scotch. Sue picked the wine instead of me. She didn't think I knew wine from dishwater. I picked the scotch, my favorite, Glenlevit. We toasted King Neptune and gave him his due in the way of a shot of scotch. We formally christened the boat "Snuggler". As the evening wore on we decided to spend the night at anchor. The trades were light, we could enjoy the music from the beach at Waikiki and there didn't seem to be any problem with getting fouled by any other vessel.

This was the first of many great weekends we spent together as couples.

2

January closed as the best month I had ever had. The boat was great, I had made several new discoveries at work, the new semester was only classes I liked and wanted to apply to my work, and Sandy and I were seeing each other every day. Sandy's uncle had come back and she had moved back to her apartment in the Ilikai. We lived about three minutes from each other. Her lanai overlooked by boat slip. She could stand on the lanai and tease me to her hearts content. I really enjoyed the teasing most of the time.

Sandy and I chatted for a while, and as was my routine at the time I invited her to go below and make mad passionate love until the wee hours of the morning. She laughed as usual and said, "Not Yet". I really didn't feel like cooking so I invited her to go to the Charthouse for dinner and she agreed. We sat and talked about sailing on the weekend. She wanted to make a long trip in the near future, and we discussed where to and whether to invite Eric and Sue. We decided to go to Molokai and invite Eric and Sue. We would ask them if they wanted to go over spring break. I thought, sure if I was still alive.

We sailed for the next two weekends. Eric and Sue gladly accepted the invitation to sail to Molokai. Eric and I worked out every night

During the next two weeks I buried myself in schoolwork and research I ran around with Sandy in the evenings and avoided confronting the issues at hand. On the weekends Eric, Sue, Sandy and I went sailing.

Sandy had to return to the mainland to visit her family on the evening of March 6. She was to be gone for five days, returning on the evening of March 11

Back to the grind. It was very lonely waiting for Sandy to return from the mainland. I sure hoped everything had gone well for her. I knew she was worried about going before she left. I had really grown to love that little bit of a woman. She had been absolutely right to keep sex out of the equation. We had gotten to know each other as friends and had gotten into a pattern of supporting each other without the complications of sex. I didn't always like it, but it was the right thing to do. I had even gotten used to being so horny that I got an erection just thinking about having sex with her in the future.




Sandy & I Ch. 2



Over the next couple of weeks Sandy and I spent all of our free time together, but neither of us brought up the subject of the rape again. I was seriously curious about the effect the clit ring had on her. I couldn't imagine how a ring could be fastened to a clit. Sue Lin's clit was so small and tightly hooded that the head never came past the skin. I had never had a chance to play with any other woman's clit directly.

Trip to Molokai with Sandy

The big Friday finally got here. We were on a two-week vacation and the four of us were excited to be going some place. Naturally there was essential work that had to be finished up on Friday, and I was the last one arriving at the boat as it was getting on to six PM. Sandy and Sue already had all of the provisions aboard. Eric and I had installed fresh propane bottles for the Force 10 stove and oven the day before. We had sixty gallons of water in the tanks and toped off with fuel. We were ready as far as 'Snuggler' was concerned. I live on the boat so all of my clothes are there. Sandy spends so much time there, that she has a full wardrobe aboard, if you consider a couple of bikinis, a couple of pairs of shorts and shirts, a foul weather suit and a couple of pairs of long sweats a wardrobe. Eric and Sue had put all of their clothing in one large alpine pack and stowed it in the forward stateroom. They had also included their snorkeling gear and little items like hunting knives, climbing boots and harnesses. I had all of the climbing line aboard and neatly stowed away for when we went to the mountains. All we had to do was grab it up and go.

Everyone just knew they had forgotten something that was absolutely essential to their survival on the trip. No one could think of what it was, so we got ready to set sail. The foul weather jackets were hung behind the companionway ladder for easy access and the coffee pot was filled. The winds were normal trades at ten to fifteen knots. I fired up the trusty engine and we were on the way. Out Ala Wai Channel we went, putting up the mainsail on the way. As we exited the channel we set the number two Genoa, and felt that we were on our way at last.

We talked about everything under the sum, or in this case the moon. Eric and Sue were stretched out on the seat together and it looked like hands from both parties were exploring private places. Sue noticed Sandy watching and asked if it embarrassed her. If nothing had been said it wouldn't have, but with the comment she became embarrassed. She said all kinds of smart things to Sue like making Eric take his hand out from under her shirt. This went on for quite awhile. I think Sandy was really having fun with the idea that Sue was being played with right in front of us. 

Finally, Sue asked Sandy, "Have you two gotten around to sex yet? If you haven't you are really wasting a beautiful body." Sandy got very warm against me. I assumed she was blushing, I know I was. Eric was obviously messaging Sue's breast under her shirt. Sandy finally said, "Why don't you two get naked and screw right here. You may as well if you are going to keep that up." I thought I detected frustration in her voice when she said it. I said, "Don't say that, they will."

About an hour later, Eric was on the helm. Sandy and I were on the low side, and she was dozing off and on. She turned toward me and kissed me full on the mouth. Not a little kiss, but a very passionate long kiss. Then she took my right hand and gently placed it on her breast, as unobtrusively as possible. I didn't leave it there very long as it was definitely getting a reaction that I felt would be very embarrassing. She snuggled closer and chuckled. Then she went to sleep snuggled up as tight as she could.

The sun put on quite a show that morning. It lit up the clouds over the mountains with a beautiful passionate pink. It literally glowed. This was followed by a display of brilliant orange with silver highlights. We woke the girls up to see this. We were all in awe at the spectacle. It wasn't very long before the smell of fresh brewed coffee was coming from the cabin. The world was good.

At sunrise we were about two hundred yard off shore at Kaunala Bay. It was completely vacant. The girls came topside looking very yachty in their neat white shorts and tank tops. Everyone was on a high from life in general. We considered dropping anchor there, but finally decided to continue sailing until we had a chance to examine the entire west side coast. Molokai is much lower on the west end that it is on the east end. It doesn't appear as imposing and rugged as Halawa Valley does, but it is just as spectacular in its own way. The last time I had sailed here I anchored at Kawakiu Iki Bay near the North end of the coast. I explained to the group that we probably would get the most protection there and it was really a neat place to be. They all agreed to give it a try. We took down the mainsail and motored slowly along about one hundred yards off shore. Occasionally we would see someone fishing or having a picnic on the shore. We waived at them and they waved back. The water is deep right up to the beach at Kawakiu Iki Bay so we could anchor within fifty yards from the beach. This made it a very nice swim to shore. We put down two anchors set at sixty degrees from the direction I expected the boar to ride, and shut off the engine. 

Sandy had definitely taken over as first mate and chief cook. She fell right into it and was a wonderful hostess. Sue tried to help, but Sandy wouldn't have any of that. She let Sue help set the table and get more coffee. Sandy said she was happy when she was taking care of us. That first breakfast was a big deal, with papaya, eggs, bacon and ham, and pancakes. I didn't think we could handle that much food, but with the night sailing it was no problem. We all chipped in and washed the dishes. Sandy put up a fuss, but when I threatened, in a good-natured way, to tie her to the mast and flog her, she consented. Sue thought I should tie her to the mast anyway.

We all decided to swim to shore. Sandy put on her red bikini, which was conservative compared to the string bikini I had first seen. I took along my diving knife and dove off the boat headed for shore. I had been shown how to make mats from coconut palm fronds some years before. There were plenty of green fronds and I made short work of producing four mats. Eric and Sue decided to go for a walk. I decided that since I had been up all night, a short nap would be good. 

I lay down with my arms behind my head. It was beautiful and very relaxing to look up at the crystal blue sapphire sky and watch the cotton ball clouds drift in the trade winds. I was about to drift off to sleep when Sandy came up, stepped over me and sat down across my groin with one knee on each side. I didn't know what to think, but the mood to sleep disappeared very quickly. She just sat there and looked at me with a sexy little grin on her face. I didn't intentionally react, but from where she was sitting she knew she was getting a reaction. She just sat there. Oh-boy, what was I expected to do now? She wiggled her hips a little, and then lay down directly on top of me with her elbows on top of my chest. She isn't very big so she fit very nicely right there. And it took the pressure off my groin. 

She said, "Now lets see you go to sleep if you can."

My reply was, "We don't want to have to rush the first time. In fact it will take several times to get it under control. You don't really want Eric and Sue to walk up and catch us do you?"

She replied, "Nope, but you aren't going to get off the hook that easily." 

She laid her head on my chest and was asleep in thirty seconds flat. She had really had given me something to think about. Not only had she been on top of me essentially naked, she had managed not to touch the raging erection that had managed to extend out of the bottom of my swimming shorts down between my legs. Yea, I guess it was about time to find out if we were going to make good love together. I would wait forever if that was what it took to keep her as my buddy, but she was openly asking to be loved.

We awoke when Eric and Sue came up to us. We were still laying as we had been when Sandy went to sleep except my erection had subsided and was no longer sticking out of my swim trunks. Eric and Sue made a big fuss over our position. They thought we were playing some sort of torture game to see who would go nuts first. They suggest that they stay ashore, and we go out to the boat and get everything straightened out. We thought it would be better to go to the boat and fix some sandwiches for lunch.

Lunch was great. A cold beer with a tuna salad sandwich was what I needed to get the old system up and running. Eric and I decided to go spear fishing for our dinner. When we told the girls, we met serious resistance. They wanted to go snorkeling in the reef area under the cliffs. Well, we lost. After all how could we go get fresh fish for dinner when we could have so much more fun swimming in circles with girls go "oooh and aaah' at the Humuhumu Nukunuku Apua'a as they went swimming by. Our comments weren't very well accepted and we both ended up in the doghouse over that one. They decided that we would be living ashore tonight while they stayed on the boat. Ok, we lost. I was sure it wouldn't be the last time.

Since the girls were pretending to be mad at us, they were swimming as buddies and Eric and I were swimming as buddies. Eric looked at me and pointed at the boat. We headed to the boat at top speed. Once there we got out our spear guns and a catch bag. We weren't going to be intimidated by a couple of girls who didn't know what was good to eat. We went back to the sand area and the girls were swimming in the shallow water on top of the inside reef. This allowed them to see down into the gorges between the coral heads. The top was about four feet deep with gorges to about fifteen feet. Where we were intending to fish was fifteen to twenty feet deep. It took us about five minutes to bag four Kumu about a foot long. That should be plenty for dinner. We took our catch and headed for the beach where we had been napping earlier. The girls were so involved in looking at the fish they didn't even notice we had done the fishing. I took the fish ashore and cleaned them while Eric returned the spear guns to the boat.

When Eric came to the beach, he had waterproof matches, aluminum foil, sweet potatoes, spices, and salad makings with him. We built a fire of kiawe wood and let it start developing a hot thick bed of coals. We seasoned the fish and wrapped them in the aluminum foil. We did the same thing with the sweet potatoes and left them covered in the sand while the fire burned down. We kept an eye on the girls while we were doing this and they were totally absorbed in their fish watching. We put back on our mask and fins and went back to where they were. We tapped them on the shoulder and told them it was probably time to get out and take a shower. They went docilely tothe boat and climbed aboard. Sue wanted everyone to get naked and shower together. Oh no, not me. Eric and I left our fins there; got out the small cooler, put a bottle of wine in it with a six pack of beer. We then swam back ashore. The girls went about what ever it is they do when they go about things.

When we got back on the beach the fire had burned down so we built a small imu and used rocks and sand to retain the heat. We popped a beer and discussed the girls. Eric had a very good argument why I should be having sex with Sandy. Very simply that she was the hottest girl in the islands. We discussed it at length and both decided that I should quit thinking about the results and do it every chance I got. I didn't tell him that she was the one making the advances at this point.

We had a rubber boat on Snuggler, but none of us had the motivation to pump it up and put it in the water. We saw the girls wrestle it out of the locker and pump it up together. Watching them was like watching a Chinese fire drill, but they got it done and put it in the water. It actually took them less time than it would have Eric and I. We saw them putting things in the boat and head for shore. We decided to be cool when they got there and just not say anything. When they got ashore they had brought glasses for the wine and plates with silverware. So we hadn't thought of everything. We were guys. We killed the monsters of the deep and prepared them to eat, the girls should be good for something. We were smart enough not to say that out loud this time. After all, we needed the girls for comfort after dinner. If they were angry there wouldn't be any snuggling going on that day. We dug out the fish and potatoes then built the fire back up. The food was great the ambiance was perfect, and the company was the best there was in the world. We ate and drank and talked about life and what we were going to do for the rest of our lives. Some time before midnight Eric and Sue started playing boy and girl stuff, and Sandy and I decided to take a walk down the beach. As we were walking I remembered that the mats from earlier in the day were under the coconut trees. We went there and recovered the mats and took them back to the fire. 

Sue was nude, but Eric still had on his trunks. We decided to walk up as though nothing unusual was happening. Sue took it all in stride with a hardy laugh. She said, "I had rather that clothes were not part of our culture." She made no effort what so ever to put on any clothes. Eric laughed and made a comment that it was hard enough to keep her clothes on in Waikiki and he had no chance on a tropical beach on a warm spring night. We gave them the mats and took ours to the other side of the fire.

Sue sure looked great, and her being nude was very distracting, but it was because I wanted Sandy nude, not the nudity itself. Sue watched me looking at her, got up and stretched. Eric accused her of doing that to tease us. She made a comment about wanting us so horny we couldn't help but get on with it so we would stop acting like a couple of teenagers. Then she looked me in the eye and said, "If you think I look good, wait until you see your buddy there. She has the most perfect body I have ever seen." I could see Sandy blush in the firelight. Sue could not talk her into taking off her clothes try as she might. She told us to go for a walk so she could get some good sex in the moonlight. We did.

We went down the beach a way and discussed whether we should sneak up on Eric and Sue and watch them. We made quite a joke of it, discussing all the reasons we should. We both knew we wouldn't do it, but the conversation was fun and very arousing.

Our conversation finally came back around to what had happed to the medical problems Sandy from her rape session with her former husband.

"You really want to know?" Asked Sandy.

"Yes, if it's alright with you to talk about it." I replied. 

"I don't mind so long as it doesn't make you angry." She responded.

"It won't."

"Well, the nipple rings healed up very fast. The holes are kept open with a small bar bell when I don't wear the rings. They are fine and I like the feeling of the rings even though I can't feel the bars. When I'm out for an evening I don't wear either because I don't want to have them show through my cloths. I like to go braless once in a while.

The clit ring is still in place. It is healed, but it is very sensitive. I don't know what I'm going to do about it. I think we should make that decision together when the time comes. Now lets talk about something else before I have to rape you.

"Are you wearing the nipple rings now?" I asked.

"No." 

We talked for hours. It was great. After some time, Eric and Sue walked up very quietly to see if they could catch us. Sue was really in a great mood. She wanted to know if we had sneaked back to watch them. When we said we hadn't she seemed disappointed. She was certain that we would. She admitted that had they caught us they would have watched, at least to the critical moment and then made all kinds of noise. Sue still didn't have on any clothes and seemed very natural that way.

Eric and Sue joined us in our discussion of the universe. We talked for what seemed like a few minutes, but turned out to be hours. We wandered back to where the fire had burned out long ago. The coals were just barely warm. Sue put back on her shorts and top and we gathered up all of the items we didn't want to leave on the beach. Except for the mats, which we stowed under a coconut tree we took everything. The girls rowed the rubber dinghy back to 'Snuggler" while Eric and I swam along side. When we stepped aboard there was a faint glow of light in the east. It was going to be another beautiful day in paradise. Sandy and I crawled into the double quarter birth under the cockpit and snuggled up. We kissed good night and immediately went to sleep dreaming beautiful dreams and sleeping soundly.

After about four hours sleep we awoke to the smell of fresh coffee. This was getting to be a good habit. I love fresh coffee as soon as I can get my eyes open. We sat in the cockpit and talked about taking a hike over the hills on the west end of the island to Kalani Beach Park on the north side. It would be a good days hike, and we spent the bulk of the day doing just that

We went back aboard and ate snacks for dinner. We had a couple of beers then everyone went to bed. With the wind scoop set there was a fresh cool breeze blowing through the boat. We had been on the go for three days and it was catching up with us.

On Monday we decided to do absolutely nothing. We would just sleep, swim, and laze around. That was a really good day. Sandy and I just played on the beach and in the tide pools like a couple of little children on an outing for the first time. What great mystery lies in that pool of teaming life? It was great fun. We took a nap on the beach and hadn't thought to look up our friends for some time. Ok, so Sandy though we better go find them, after all they were only in their twenties, and the tidal pool monster might get them. Women!

We found them sound asleep at the foot of the cliff. There was one small sand spot and they had curled up there. Sandy couldn't stand that so she woke them up. They were good-natured even though Sandy was full of mischief. We all decided not to let her get rested ever again. The vote was for Eric and I to go get fish and they would build a fire and get everything ready. Off we went. Four Kumu later we returned and good to their word the fire was ready to cook. We cooked. We ate. We drank good wine. We talked and talked and talked, like only really good friends can do when nothing is to be gained from the other except friendship. 

Tuesday we decided to up anchor and sail around Llio Point and on to Kalaupapa. The leper colony was still in existence, but it was not open to the public. We didn't intend to stop; we just wanted to look at the windward side of Molokai. We sailed all day that Tuesday.

I had always considered Wednesday to be pretty much like the other days. Nothing unusual about Wednesday at all. Sandy was another matter. She got up at the crack of dawn and quietly went on deck like a good girl so she wouldn't wake anyone up. Then I awoke to a blood-curdling scream that caused me to smash my head into the bulkhead by the galley trying to get on deck. I came out of the companionway hatch as fast as it could be done. The first thing I saw was Sandy's beautiful round bottom as she dove off the stern of the boat and headed for shore. It seems that she had gotten a bucket of cold salt water and sneaked up on Eric and Sue and doused them thoroughly. With them asleep, warm, and snuggled together in the cockpit, it was a terrible shock to their system. That's what caused the scream that had resulted in the goose egg on my forehead.




Sandy & I Ch. 2



Eric looked me in the eye without any amusement; "You better tame that animal soon."

Sue said, "I liked the idea you had about tying her to the mast." As she stood there dripping wet from hair to toes.

"What's this all about? Did she get even for something I don't know about?" I asked.

Sue responded, "There is a little devil in that girl. When it's in control you had better watch out. She becomes a real blonde monster. Look at that."

Following her gaze, Eric and I looked. There on the beach stood Sandy in a cocky hipped pose. She was stark naked. No bikini, no nothing. She was just a little too far away to pick out detail, but there was no doubt that she was a woman. All I could do was shake my head and wonder what this day would bring. 

Sandy hollered from shore, "Oh Ed, I forgot my bathing suit, would you please bring it to me." Sue said she would take it to her if we didn't mind her being staked out on an anthill. Eric said he would go which got him a sound slap on the butt from Sue.

That left me. I grabbed her red bikini out of the bag she carried, stuck it in my swim trunk pocket, and headed for shore. When I got there Sandy was nowhere to be found. My only thought was let the games begin, headache and all.

There is an advantage to being the first ones on a beach that day. Easy tracking. Her tracks went south so I just followed. After a little bit I found where she had written in the sand, 'Come and get it.' After about a mile I was more in the mood to spank her than I had ever been with another human being. After about three miles there was a circle in the sand, which said 'Put bikini here'. I did as instructed and headed back to the boat. I rounded a rock and there was Sandy, some distance ahead with her red bikini in her hand and nothing on. How did she do that? I gave chase. It didn't take me long to find out that this animal was in superb condition. Not only could I not catch her, the distance kept getting greater. I stopped and she disappeared around a big rock. Nuts to this, I hadn't even had a cup of coffee yet. Women, sometimes it was difficult to figure out a reason to put up with them.

When I got to where it was closest to swim back out to 'Snuggler' she was sitting there. She had her red bikini on and her knees pulled up in front of her. Her arms were folded over her knees and her chin was resting on her arms. Looked awful suspicious to me. She apologized for her behavior several times in the next thirty seconds. She just woke up feeling so good she couldn't help herself. She promised with her mouth that she would behave, but her eyes told another story entirely. She wasn't done yet, and I wasn't stupid enough to believe she was. I asked her if she was hungry and she flashed her eyes at me and said, "Sure, I'll cook breakfast." Off she went, swimming out to the boat. At least in the water I was faster than she was and caught up to her easily. She looked back at me and grinned a very mischievous grin. Now, what the hell did that mean?

When we got back on the boat, Sue was still all for tying Sandy to the mast and doing rude things to her. Eric said, "If you would lay that beast a couple of times a day, she would settle down and behave." Sandy got on with cooking and everything settled down very nicely.

We spent the rest of the day just playing around, laying in the sun, and swimming. It was great. We decided to have fish for dinner again and Eric and I took care of that while the girls did the fixings. There wasn't a better time in my life. We joked with each other and made fun of each other. Eric and Sue invited us to watch them make love so it would motivate us to get on with it. We didn't ever figure out if they meant it, but it sure caused us to turn red. We had to take the full heat over that. There was a lot of speculation over our possible physical problems preventing us from having sex. Sue suggested that I had been castrated during the war and couldn't do it. Then, just to be helpful she suggested several other ways to satisfy a woman. Sue and Eric thought it was really funny. We practiced righteous indignation. We also wondered if bright red was going to be our new color.

Some where after sunset we cleaned up the beach and headed back for the boat. We all took a fresh water shower that evening and it really felt good. It was a cool evening and it felt good to crawl under covers, so we did that in total comfort and relaxation. I was in my shorts only, and just before coming to bed Sandy pulled off her t-shirt and climbed in close to me. It didn't take me long to figure that was a lot of girl hugging close to me. She said, "You don't have a shirt on, why do I have too?"

"I don't have the most beautiful set of boobs in the world either. Are you trying to drive the last little bit of control out of me?"

She suddenly put her hand straight down the inside of my shorts and grabbed me. You could hear the intake of breath from both of us. Me from the touching and she said, "That's big. Now I know why you won't take your shorts off."

"Is it a problem?"

"I won't know until we try."

Sue said, "I heard that."

"Take your hand out of there and lets go talk. We seem to be playing by different rules." And if she thought it was big like that she was going to be shocked when she saw it hard. In fact, if she kept her hand there another five seconds she would have felt it hard.

"Let's go ashore by ourselves." Sandy said.

"Lets go if you are really ready." I replied.

Sandy, much to my surprise put her top back on. She then loaded the rubber boat with several towels and the things we would need to start a fire. She wrapped up a couple of blankets and put them in garbage bags to keep them dry and away we went.

As soon as we got everything above the high water mark, Sandy spread out a blanket and placed herself directly in the middle. 

"I have something I have to tell you before we get too far into this. I have a problem with the way I'm built. When I was about sixteen I started growing. I got taller and my muscles started to get stronger. At the same time my penis started growing. I didn't think much about it until the other guys started making fun of me in the shower. They called me meat in front of the girls and really made me self-conscious over the size of it. Several girls took it on them selves to trick me into coming to their house, and when I got there they held me down and stripped me naked.

After they had me naked they got naked and started doing things to me penis to get it hard. I was very innocent at the time and didn't even masturbate. They started jacking me and licking around the head until I came all over them. I was really embarrassed since I couldn't seem to do anything about their over powering me.

It didn't take long for them to get me hard again and then they took turns putting it in themselves to see who could take the most. None of them could take all of it and they made fun of me not being fit for women, but to take care of cows. It really hurt my feelings and after that I wouldn't even talk to them anymore. I felt like a freak.

When I was in my senior year I met a nice girl and we finally got around to having sex. I still didn't know what to do with a woman, and it seemed to hurt her every time she put it in her. Well, that made me ashamed of my size and I started thinking the girls that had held me down were right. I know men are supposed to want big members, but it's really a lot of trouble.

I joined the Navy and the whole routine started over. The sailors thought I was gay because I didn't date and didn't go girl hunting with them. They all knew about my size because we had group showers, but they all wanted to make fun.

I had a couple of girl friends and they had problems with it. They didn't want to be hurt. Neither could take it and we just mostly played around. I really didn't know about women, what they needed or that they could even have a climax at the that point.

I was finally sent to Hawaii where I met Sue Lin. She and I finally moved in together. She wasn't excited about sex. She didn't want oral sex and seldom wanted to have me in her, but she didn't make fun of it or its size. She would jerk me off about once a week and that was better than being made fun of. She liked to get off so she explained how it worked and we played with her until she did. Everyone thought we had a great relationship, but she was really self-centered and stingy. 

I'm embarrassed to have you see it and I really don't want you to be frightened of it. I wont hurt you with it. I don't know what to do now." I explained.

"I thought men wanted the biggest penis they could get?" Sandy commented.

"Yea, men with normal ones say things like that, but they never had to put up with the problems of a big one."

"I would have thought women would fight to get their hands on a really big one."

"If they do I have never met one of those women. I think the people who write stuff like that are making it all up and never had a big one and never talked to a man who did."

"I think we know each other well enough to get around any physical problem we have. Look, we're talking about it openly and you aren't embarrassed now. I wont make fun of you."

I leaned over her to kiss her on the neck and she reached behind her to remove her top again. As soon as it was off she started to reach for the front of my pants. 

I grabbed both of her hands and held them over her head so I could look at her stretched out in the moon light. She was perfect in every way. I kissed her along the side of her neck, then under her chin and on her lips. She responded with soft purring and snake like motion though out her whole body, not trying to get her hands loose.

On her back her breast had flattened somewhat. The nipples were hard with the areolas tight and perfectly round, surrounding each nipple like a dessert in tiny erotic cup.

I kissed under her breast and over the top just above the areolas. She responded with more erotic movements of her hips trying to rub against my body, but I kept well clear of any contact until I had savored every inch of her on my terms.

She still had on the bikini bottoms as I worked my way down across her flat muscular abdomen toward her mound. I had never known skin could be that smooth. She had a slight salty taste and every new touch made her shutter. I kissed and licked along the top of her bikini bottoms and she raised her hips off the blanket to meet my touching.

I held her strong smoothly developed legs up in the air with the knee straight while I kissed down the back of the legs from the soles of her feet to the back of her knees. Needless to say I had released her hands some time before, but she had made no attempt to move them from where I had left them.

By this time my cock was extremely hard. It extended well past the edge of my swim trunks held down only by the liner of the bathing suit, which kept it, pointed down my leg. It was throbbing and trying to get free. I could feel the pre-cum running from the head.

I leaned over my nymph and kissed her down the inside of each arm. First up one then down the other until I was once again kissing her on the lips. She tried to put her hand on my chest, but I returned it to the position over her head and she left it there.

I kissed back down the middle of her body, just giving the slightest nip to each of her nipples with my lips, not touching them at all with my teeth. At her belly button I kissed softly then put my tongue in that soft hole and touched the bottom.

I gently pulled the top of bikini bottoms down so I could kiss lower on her stomach. When I kissed her just above the pubic mound she arched her back up off the blanket raising her buttocks off the ground. I used that opportunity to pull the bikini all the way off in one smooth move.

Now she was stretched out completely nude on the blanket before me. A very full moon was highlighting her body in all its glory. The aroma of arousal was evident and prevalent. Her fragrance was as sweet as magnolia on a spring night and reminded me of night blooming jasmine. I was totally caught up by her pheromones. She had me as her slave for eternity.

I gently centered myself and eased her legs apart. She baulked at the surrender for a second then relaxed, allowing her legs to bend at the knee and open. I once again kissed her at the demarcation of the pubic mound and stomach. She rotated her hips up to meet my kiss, and much to my surprise a hard, ridged object poked me under the chin.

Sandy had very dense and very fine pubic hair trimmed to be a natural as possible while not allowing any to escape from the sides of her most severe bikini. It was almost, though not quite as blonde as her hair. Just below that thatch of beautiful soft fur was an erect clit standing at least thee inches away from the juncture of her labia and vulva, with two or more inches within the hood extending below her mound into that most beautifully developed slot of love.

Sandy's clit was marvelous. It was almost as thick as my middle finger and thicker than my little finger for sure. I almost came when I found her clit to be so large. It took all of my concentration to keep from wasting my sperm in the sand. I wanted the first time I did it with her to be a joint participation. 

I lifted her leg again and kissed her from behind her knee down the back of her leg to the groove which separated her leg from the lips of her very smooth and marvelously wet virgina. She was slowly undulating her body in total submission to her pleasure. She was marvelous. I went back between her legs with my head touching both of her inner thighs. I pushed her legs gently apart with out resistance. 

I continued to kiss the base of her clit and lick down the top until I felt a small metal ring piercing the shaft just behind the head. With each kiss Sandy bucked up with the desire to have a man attempting procreation. Her clit got harder until it was standing straight out from her body, pulling her labia out in such a manner to form the perfect funnel into her pussy. She had about an inch and a half extending outside the hood. I kissed the head of her clit very gently and she grabbed my by the head and held me to her. She bucked uncontrollably as she tried to fuck my mouth with her clit. I sucked her clit into my mouth, surprised how much it filled my mouth up. I took the ring in my teeth and bit it like a fork against the teeth when you bite down too hard. 

That did it. Sandy yelled Oooooooooooh! OoooooooooooH over and over! And arched her back in the air her clit pulsing like I would imagine my cock doing when it's coming in her for the first time. She came for several minutes, bucking wildly then holding herself up off the blanket in an arch.

As long as she remained arched I continued to lick, suck and nibble on the clit and along the sides of her hood very very gently. After about two minutes of that she dropped her back to the mattress and pushed my head back.

"Please let me rest for a minute." She asked in a very stressed voice as she gasped for air.

I then realized I had been holding her up with my hands under her ass. I removed my hands and leaned forward so my body was parallel to hers. She still had her hands on my head as she pulled me down to her breast.

We stayed in that position for ten minutes or so when I heard her softly crying. I couldn't tell whether it was from the release of tension or something more emotional. 

"I'm so ashamed of my self. I tell myself that I'm over what happened to me, but it still comes back to haunt me." Sandy said.

"Why? That was the most fantastic response I have ever had from a woman."

She settled down and folded her hand in next to my neck between our bodies.

"My husband thought I was some sort of freak because of my penis. Do you think so?" She asked in a small quite voice.

"First place, its not a penis. It doesn't look like one and it isn't built like one. You simply are lucky enough to have a very large clitoris. Used properly it should be a huge asset in the enjoyment of sex. I really liked it as you could see when I lost control and had to have it. You seemed to have a climax from our loving."

"I had the most fantastic climax I have had to date. Do you think I'm a slut?"

"I hope you will be my slut if you feel like being a slut. I want exclusive possession."

"Can I touch you down there?"

"If you want to."

I could feel my cock extending well past the leg of my trunks, but I don't think she had any idea what I meant when I said it was big. Sandy slowly slid her hand down my stomach until she touched the top of my trunks. She hesitated for a minute as though trying to decide whether to put her hand inside or slide it down over the front of my shorts. She chose the latter.

Her hand went lower until it touched the root of my cock. The anticipation was fantastic. My member was forced to bend over at that point by the restriction of the swim trunks holding it down. She slid her hand further down and pushed gently down to see how firm it was.

"You are really hard. I don't remember touching one that hard before."

Her voice was showing the excitement of her exploration. She slid her hand further down and tried to put her fingers around it. The material was too tight to allow her to grab it so she continued to slide her hand down it. When her hand reached the hem of my shorts without reaching the head of my penis she gasped. 

"It's a lot bigger now than it was when I touched it earlier. You sure you don't mind me playing with it?" She asked seriously.

I was surprised at her innocence, and thrilled at her excitement.

"I don't mind at all. It really feels good. I haven't gotten it off in quite awhile so it won't take long with you playing with it."

She tried to put her whole hand around it again, but her fingers didn't touch. She was making a low purring noise in her throat as she touched the skin with the tips of her fingers and continued to slide them down to the head. She touched the head, which made my cock jump. She jerked her hand back like a snake had stuck her. After a second she put her hand over the head and squeezed gently.

"That feels like a velvet covered plum. I love the feel of it."

She quickly got on her knees at my feet and leaned forward, hooking her fingers in the waistband of my swim trunks. She pulled them down as I raised my hips to let them slide under me. When the material passed over the head of my cock, freeing it from its uncomfortable entrapment it sprang over and lay pointing up my stomach at my face. The night air felt great on the skin as she set the shorts aside and leaned over my knees to my groin. The moonlight made my cock clearly visible to her as she slowly reached up and put her fingers around it just below the head. I almost came when she pulled it up from my belly to point straight at the sky, and pulled the skin down so tight that it pulled the head down. She let go and it flopped back on my stomach. She then reached between my legs and felt for my sack hanging between my legs. She gently rolled my testicles in her hand and slid herself back alongside me without letting them go. She pulled them out from between my legs so she could hold them and slide up far enough to kiss.

I was hot. I could feel the pre-cum running out of the head of my dick and down my stomach. I was doing my best to keep from cumming, but my balls started to pull up in her hands and she sensed that I was going to cum. 

She let go of my balls and whispered, "Not yet, I want to play a little first." She pushed her tongue in my mouth and I gently sucked it. She took mine and repeated the act, but with a lot more force than I had felt safe to exert. She slowly slid her hand down beside my cock without touching it on the way. When her hand reached my groin she put it on the bottom of my cock and slowly slid it up the shaft in a firm smooth motion. What a fantastic feeling. She rubbed her hand over the head and felt the pre-cum running out. There was a low moaning noise from her throat as she shifted the position her mouth very near the head. She wiped the pre-cum off the head of my dick and licked it off her finger making a purring sound while she did. She slid down a little further and licked the head of my cock, ever so lightly, just getting the pre-cum. With her tongue still on the head of my dick she grabbed the shaft about three inches below the head and pulled the skin up over the head. She still didn't move her tongue as she started jacking my cock up and down causing the pre-cum to squirt out of the slit rather than just ooze out. She put her lips just over the end of the head, covering the slit so all of the pre-cum was going into her mouth.




Sandy & I Ch. 2



I felt my balls tighten against the sides of the root of my cock in the way there was no stopping them from emptying up that long shaft of cock. The first shot went directly in her mouth and it was a lot, as much as her mouth could hold especially when she wasn't expecting it to happen that fast. She pulled her mouth off and the second shot hit me in the forehead and fell across my face. The third hit me under the chin. The fourth went off to my left as she pushed the shaft to that side. She was stroking the shaft at a furious pace as she watched it shoot. After the forth shot the volume of ejaculate decreased. She pulled the shaft toward her and put her lips back over the slit in the head without putting the head in her mouth. I gave her four more shots of ropy, thick white cum. She took them in her mouth and swallowed with each shot.

After the last shot Sandy climbed on top of me and with that marvelous tongue licked the cum off my face and the underside of my chin and neck. All the time she was making small-pleased noises like a thirsty person finding their way out of the desert to a water fountain.

She said, "I told you I was a slut. I love your cum. Next time I'll control the amount of the shots and eat it all. Does it bother you that I eat your cum? I feel embarrassed at wanting it so much. Would you believe that this is only the second time I have ever tasted cum and yours is so much different that they don't seem alike at all?"

"You can have all the cum you want any way you want to get it. You are an exciting, hot, beautiful woman. I don't think you are a slut or you wouldn't have waited four years to get at a man. I think we are just perfect for each other and we both know it."

She snuggled up to me with her head tucked under my chin and her marvelous breast pressing against the lower part of my chest. She felt wonderful lying there. She put her leg over mine and gently pushed her knee between my legs so she was straddling my right leg. She reached down and grabbed my flaccid cock. Now her fingers would fit around it. We dozed for an hour or so in that position.

I awoke to find Sandy sliding her very hot pussy up and down my leg with a very slow and deliberate motion. There was no friction of the skin meeting so she must have been wet enough to totally coat my leg. I could feel the hot nub of her clit rubbing on my leg like a finger massage with a single finger. The sensation was wonderful. She was no longer holding my penis and it lay off to the left side like a dead snake. Suddenly it began to come to life and straighten itself up toward the middle of my body. Sandy noticed its return to life immediately.

She put her hand gently around the shaft and said, "I'm ready to have that in me now." As she moved her right knee to the outside of my body at hip level, removing her pussy from my leg.

Once centered over my cock, with it laying up my belly, she started rubbing her hot clit up and down the underside of my cock. As she rubbed toward the head I could feel the underside of the head being rubbed by her very slick clit. That was a new feeling and I loved it. She kissed me with a fire I had never before known, and I returned the kiss in kind, playing at intercourse with our tongues. She reached down and pulled my cock into a vertical position and rose up all the way over it. She then laid the head of my cock just behind the head of her clit so it was held vertically. Her hot juice was flowing down the underside of my cock, lubricating it in preparation of entering her. My pre-cum was flowing out of the end of my cock and over the head, coating her hot slit and the head of my cock. She arched her back just enough to cause the head to slip back to the very opening to the most sacred part of her body. Once the head was resting where she wanted it she alternately arched and bowed her back while increasing the amount of weight she was putting on the head. 

With both of her hands on my shoulder holding herself up, and her head thrown back in the ecstasy of the moment, both of her taught full breasts were at the perfect level to be kissed and the nipples sucked into my mouth. My mouth was drawn to her hard nipples like a piece of iron is to a magnet. I kissed them and sucked them into my mouth while squeezing her full smooth globes in my hands. She put more weight on my hands rubbing her nipples against my lips as firmly as she could.

Little by little her pussy lips stretched over the head of my cock, letting in first just the tip then suddenly the whole head in a swift motion of her increasing her weight.

I wanted to grab her by the hips and shove the entire shaft into the hot cavern of lust. I wanted to shoot as much sperm as my balls could make into her womb. She sensed my feeling and reassured me.

"It's alright baby. Shoot me if you want. Fill my cunt with that cannon of yours."

I resisted as she took in one inch then two. Her pussy was so tight that it pulled down on the skin on the shaft so hard it hurt. She rose up slightly to give us relief from the pressure then increased the weight again. I reached between her legs and spread our combined lubricant over my shaft to her stretched lips. She slid up and down the top three inches of my dick, and then let her self down so that about half of my length entered her. She let herself down another couple of inches and I felt the pressure of the head of my dick against her cervix wall. I squeezed her breast harder and she gasped. 

Sandy reached between her legs to find out that there was enough of my dick outside her for her to wrap her hand around it and actually slide the skin up and down. She was down far enough now that I couldn't suck her nipples, but I had a firm grasp of both breasts. 

"I've never dreamed that it would feel so good to have something that big in me. I want it all in." She said as she pushed down as hard as she could.

Before she or I could buck she cried out, "I'm coming, Oh God its good, Oooooooooh, Ooooooooh, fuck me."

I pushed my cock in and pulled it about half the distance back out. I pushed it in a little harder and her arms lost the ability to hold her weight as she collapsed against my chest. Her clit was poking into the pubic hair just above the top of my cock and she was gasping for breath. Her pussy was spasming over and over. She held totally still for a moment and started slowly sliding up and down my cock. Her face was buried in my neck with her hands clasping my head as she lifted with her thighs and pumped her hips at the same time. On every stoke I felt the head of her clit rub against my pubic mound. I had never felt anything like this. She had gotten all but about two inches in that beautiful tight pussy of hers.

She kept saying softly in my ear, "I want it all in me. All of it. Fuck me with the meat of yours. I want to squeeze your balls with my ass. Fuck me, please fuck me."

I started bucking my hips up as she lowered herself, but she still couldn't take it all.

"Take it easy. You don't have to have it all at one time." She fucked faster and I met her pace. She was starting to get frantic in the motions. She put her hands back on my shoulders and pushed herself up. She was fucking like a wild woman, coming down harder with every stroke.

"I'm going to cum. Cum with me baby." I said and the first shot built to the point of no return in my balls.

She said, "Oh yes, oh yes, now, shoot now."

I shot my first spasm into her and she let out a very high-pitched scream. She went into complete spasm and stopped breathing, other than to take in air and scream with each new shot of sperm I put in her. I had never shot so much. She held herself suspended, her pussy in spasm while I unloaded in that fine womb. When I had my last shot she fell forward and took in air in great gasps. I thought she was having trouble breathing, but as her pussy quit spasming she began breathing easier.

We lay there with her impaled on my ever-softening dick while we caught our breath. She made no effort at all to pull it out and I was very comfortable with her laying down the top of me with my favorite tool imbed in her. I knew that when we took it out cum would go everywhere.

She said softly, "How long do you think it will take us to stretch me to the point I can take it all?"

"I don't know baby. You just took more than any other woman who has tried."

"I want to be able to take it all then have you get on top and really fuck me hard. That feeling of being full is fantastic. Lets go for a swim and clean up a little. I'm kind of full." She said.

We got up with neither of us concerned about putting any cloths back on. It seemed totally natural to be naked with my woman. As I walked toward the surf my cock flopped back and forth between my thighs. Sandy noticed and reached over, taking it in her hand and leading me to the surf. Large quantities of cum were running out of her and down her leg.

We went into the surf line with my penis in her hand when a wave knocked her down. Surprisingly, she didn't let go. I was in sudden pain and she used it to pull herself up with. I felt stretched.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to hurt you. Let's get out beyond the breakers."

Once we were on the outside of the breakers she came up to me and reached tenderly between my legs. "Are you hurt?"

"I don't think so. You really stretched the skin when you pulled."

Sandy rubbed her hand up and down my flaccid penis and tenderly felt the head. Suddenly it began to come alive in her hand. She kept stroking it until it had reached its full length.

"See, it's not broken." She said in a little girl's voice.

She hugged me around the neck without pushing me below the water. She hooked her heels behind my back and slid down until my member was subtly rubbing between her legs. I gently cupped her breast in my hands and relished the effect of the cool water and the arousal.

"They float don't they I said. I never knew that."

"Can you put it in me here?"

"I don't see how we can do it without some sort of floatation or standing on the bottom."

"What if I turned my back to you and bent forward a little?"

She turned so that her back was toward me and reached between her legs for my cock. She found it and tried to put the head in her, but the saltwater caused too much friction for it to go in. Even though she was very wet on the inside, she wasn't on the outside. The lubrication from her was water soluble.

"Wait a minute. My pre-cum should lubricate it enough to get the head in. After that it's up to you."

She started rubbing the head in that smooth slit of hers, and I could feel the pre-cum flowing from the head of my dick. She pulled up on the skin like milking a cow and my pre-cum filled the entrance to her. She pushed herself back just enough to get the head and about two inches in as she stretched to accommodate the entry. That was all she was going to get like that. She didn't want to be pumped, just for us to have penetration contact. I held her leaning back against me by cupping my hands under her breast while I rubbed her hard nipples.

"I want more." She said as she wiggled her butt and arched her back. Still it didn't want to go in. She arched her back and leaned forward to get a better alignment, but it wasn't going to go in that way. She pulled away so that it came out of her and turned to face me. She put her knees up over my hips and pulled close to me. Reaching down she placed the head back against her opening and milked pre-cum out for lubrication. She slid it up and down until the alignment was right for her then she forced it in. She still didn't get but half of it's length. I could feel the heat of her even standing in the ocean. She was really hot.

"Wait sweetheart, we'll go back up on the blanket and you can have all you want."

"No, just let me enjoy being with you for a little bit first."

She rose up very gently and lowered herself back down, gaining about an additional inch of cock. It felt really great to me, but it was pulling the skin back so tight at the head of my cock that I was starting to hurt. I grabbed her by the hips and quickly slid her up and down, gaining about an inch in depth with each attempt. She held on with both arms wrapped tightly around my neck and her face snuggled against my neck.

With every new inch of penetration she moaned. "That's what I want. Put it all in me. Stretch me out so I can have all of that cock."

With one more bounce I felt her hard clit rub me just above the base of my dick. That was a really exciting feeling. I thought to myself that I was going to have to pay more attention to what I could do with her clit. Sandy reached behind her and bent over until her head was under water to reach her bottom and feel around her entrance.

"One more inch and I've got it all."

"Aren't you afraid you are going to get hurt? It's only been a couple of hours since you tried the first time."

"No, I really don't feel any pain inside at all. Only where you enter because it isn't staying wet. I mean with my juice. Please, give it all to me."

I pulled her up the shaft about two inches and shoved down on her hips as I pumped up with my cock. I could feel the head tight against her cervix, but more exciting, I could feel her clit poking me at the base of my cock. It was fantastic. It took everything I could do to keep from cumming in her just from the feel of her clit being where it was. I never knew a girl could do that.

"Are you alright?"

"God I'm full. I'll be alright when this orgasm is over she said in a weak voice."

"Well, you have it all." I said as I jostled her up and down the amount of looseness my skin had. It didn't make any friction at the opening, but I sure did on the head. I was ready to cum again.

Sandy sensed that I was ready and said, "Please don't do it yet. I want to enjoy this moment for a while. Just slide it up and down like you were doing and let me get used to having it hit me way in the back."

I slid her up and down with the skin held tight at her opening. There was enough loose skin on my cock with a full erection to let her slide about two inches. About the third time I slid he down it was too late. I pulled her down tight burying her clit into the base of my cock. On the first shot she started bucking, not so it slid in and out, but so it went back and forth as she swiveled her hips. Her clit felt great rubbing against me as she went back and forth. On my second shot she screamed "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, oh my God fuck me. Ooooooooooh. Oooooooooh." I shot eight more times with the same result.

When it was over she collapsed against my neck and held on tight. Without taking my penis out of her I carried her up the beach to the blanket. She kept her heels locked behind my back and made no attempt at all to withdraw from my member. I knew she must hurt, but she didn't complain.

As we reached the blanket I turned around with my back to it and sat down. She lowered her legs so she was going to be in the straddle position with her knees on each side.

"Do you think I'm a slut?"

"I think you are the most beautiful, sexy and intelligent woman I have ever met."

"Do you want to go back to the boat or do you want to sleep here?" She asked as she shivered with a chill as the light breeze swept over us.

I looked up to see the full moon already well down on the western side of the sky. We had about three hours to sleep at most and it would be cold by morning.

"Lets go back to the boat." I said.

She slowly eased off my penis and cum went everywhere, on me and down her leg. We both laughed and headed for the boat. We would wash off on the way back. 



Sandy & I Ch. 3



I looked at my watch to discover that it was Thursday at 10:00 am. I had really slept hard for the past six hours or so, but I awoke totally refreshed and ready for the day, until I turned over. I had expected to find Sandy in the birth with me, but she wasn't there.

I quickly looked around the cabin and my eyes came to rest on the most erotic form I had ever seen. There, standing at the galley sink was the most beautifully built woman in the world wearing silver colored silk running shorts and t-shirt cut off just below the level of her breast. She obviously wasn't wearing anything that would cause lines though her clothing. Her bottom was so firm that panties would have had difficulty making a line anyway. I could see the full, incredibly smooth, and full round of the bottoms of her breast under the t-shirt since I was laying lower that she was.

I watched her for a few moments. It was pleasing to see her stand on the teak deck with her left bare foot on the floor and her right foot on the inside of the left calf. I could see the muscle in the ass flex as she shifted slightly with the subtle roll of the boat. The position of her legs held the shorts open just enough that I thought I would get a good look at her vulva, but it didn't open quite enough. I could feel the tightening in my groin as I thought about it. 

I didn't want to start this particular day off with a raging hard so I changed my thoughts and got up. I only had on my running shorts and no underwear so anything I did would be very obvious, in the way of an erection. I walked up behind her and she turned her head up and over her right shoulder to be kissed.

"I fixed your bathing suit." She said as she handed the nylon shorts to me. 

I liked the nylon because it would dry fast. I looked inside and found that the lining had been removed. It was done so cleanly that there wasn't any evidence that it had ever been there. The shorts I had on were almost identical except the material. I looked back at her.

"You always have that monster of yours wadded up so tight it can't be comfortable. I thought it was time for you to give it some freedom. Besides, when you get a hard-on it's forced down and that's not where it would like to be." She said with a look of defiance.

"Alright, I'll wear them. What the hell I don't have anything to hide from you. Since you like it I don't care what anyone else thinks. It's amazing to me how many people think it's wonderful to have a really big penis. They don't realize the problems that come with it." I said off handedly.

"What kind of problems?"

"Well, for one thing the head seems to be in the wrong position no matter where I put it. It rubs on the material of any pants I wear and causes it soreness and irritation that just gets worse and worse until something changes. Sometimes I can get rid of it by changing underwear. I always have it bent in some un-Godly manner that causes it to hurt like hell if is sit wrong or ride a bike for a long time or anything that can cause irritation makes the skin raw. Then it takes days and sometimes weeks to heal. The real problem is that I can't solve the problem because what causes continues in another position. Then, there is always the pretty girl problem. Getting an erection with it bent is really painful." I replied.

Sandy was laughing. "What's so funny?" I asked feeling that she wasn't taking me seriously.

"I should charge you a doctor's fee. I fixed all of that with your new swim suit." She replied with a chuckle. "I know what you mean about irritation. With the head of my clit outside the hood all of the time it rubs any material around it, whether it's a bikini or a skirt. Then there is the problem of the ring. It causes so much sensitivity that when an irritation starts the sensation increases and walking becomes a chore."

"The solution is simple." I replied.

"What's that?"

"No cloths. Maybe Sue has the same problem since she likes to be naked so much of the time." I said.

"Pull your shorts down!" She ordered in a very hard and demanding voice.

I thought about it a moment and wondered if I had gotten into something I really didn't want anything to do with. I had heard about dominant women who liked to punish men, and I wasn't built that way. Any amorous thoughts I might have had immediately disappeared as I tried to get my rising anger under control. I didn't like being ordered around. I had enough of that in the Navy.

"Please?" She asked in a tiny little voice. "Give me the benefit of the doubt and trust me."

For whatever reason I did as I was told and pulled my shorts down. Sandy picked up a ruler from the counter top and held it alongside my penis.

"Ah, five inches flaccid. That means it should be about eight inches erect." She said with a grin. "I'm sorry for the way I talked, but I had to get any thoughts of sex out of you mind, but just for the moment. I spent some time studying about men between the bad times and getting interested in you."

"You did that. I was ready to fight. Do you mind it I put my pants back on now?"

"Only it you feel you have to. I like you naked. You have a really good build. After last night I wouldn't think you had any modesty left with me." She teased.

I reached over and picked up my altered swim trunks and slipped into them. They were very comfortable and adequately covered my genitals. I had to admit she had a good idea as long as I didn't let my mind get the best of me.

"Let's spend the day exploring. How's that sound to you?" She suggested.

"Sure. What do you want to explore first?"

"How long your cock is when it's really hard. Lay down on your back and I'll start the exploration."

Not only did I lie down, partially, I took back off my swim trunks. Sandy sat on her heels beside me and slowly slid her hand up and down the under side of my cock. It didn't take long for it to react. She then leaned over and licked the same area she had just rubbed with her hand. I was ready to cum and it wasn't even erect all the way.

Sandy watched it fill up and removed her tongue and her hand. I wanted more, not less. She pulled it straight up and pulled the skin down tight against the head. It felt great. She squeezed the shaft between her thumb and fingers testing for hardness. Then let it lay back down on my stomach.

I reached out to touch her breast, but she drew back so I got the point that she didn't want them touched right then. I was starting to feel tortured. I wanted to know what she was intending to do to me. All I was interest is was that she got me off. She leaned over me, and without touching me with her hand put her mouth over the head of me from under the head, just touching the head and not the skin on the shaft. That was enough to drive a man crazy. She tested it with her fingers again and seemed satisfied.

"How long do you think it is?" I asked her.

Without saying anything she slid the ruler under it down to the base so that it was lying on top of the scale. "Wow! It's just over ten inches." She informed with a big grin on her face.

Sandy held the ruler against her stomach and slid the end into her shorts. When she had it in the position she wanted she put her finger where the ten-inch mark came. It wasn't that much under her diaphragm. I wondered how she could breath with all that in her while we were making love.

Sandy put the ruler down and leaned back over the head. She put her mouth on the head and sucked it in. It filled her just short of stretching her jaws uncomfortably wide. Holding the whole head in the mouth she pulled it up straight so I could see it entering her mouth. I was just about out of control. I started bucking my hips trying to insert more of me in her mouth, but she rode with it and didn't let me have any friction at all. She just sucked the head. She reached down and cupped my balls, giving them a light squeeze. I was ready to shoot, and she knew it. She took her mouth off the head and let it fall back to my stomach with a smack. I felt some disappointment in not shooting off in her mouth. I could feel the cum ready to let go, but not quite.

"I read that if a man is brought just to the point of ejaculation, and not allowed to do it that he will have a great deal more ejaculate when he comes later. I seems that this can be done several times to build up to a really large quantity of sperm. I want to explore that." She said as she stood up beside me.

I sat up and put on my swimming shorts. My erection was extending well past the leg, but it wasn't being held down. Instead the smooth material slide up it and let it have freedom. I was pleased to find that it was comfortable that way.

With Sandy standing in front of me I reached around her very firm butt and pulled her closer to me. I kissed her on the stomach, which resulted in a sharp intake of breath and a gentle pushing back of my head. I slipped my thumb and forefinger into the legs of her shorts on either side of the groin material. I immediately grabbed her clit ring between my fingers and just held it. It was obvious that her clit was extremely ridged. She held herself very still. I didn't know if she were in pain or enjoying the sensation. I could feel her quiver and thought I felt her abominable muscles spasm, but I wasn't sure.

A look at Sandy's face was interesting. She had the tip of her tongue showing on her bottom teeth and her mouth open as though she were trying to get more air without being obvious. Then it struck me. She had just had an orgasm without any effort at all. 

"No fair! I didn't get a turn and you came without me even having a chance to play." I complained.

"Don't worry, I can do it again anytime I want." She said while still gasping for air and tying to get her respiration under control. 

Sandy moved to sit in my lap in a very loving way rather than being sexy. She kiss my lightly on the lips and said, "I love you. If you had three inches instead of ten that would be all right so long as they were our three inches. I'm glad you have a big one and it's exciting, but that's not what its all about. It's being with you. Lets get our snorkeling gear and go ashore. I want to push the cooler so we'll have cold drinks ashore. I should probably put in towels and a blanket too. I'm going to change to a bikini before we go."

The Coleman cooler was filed with foam so it could float a large amount of weight and stay sealed at the same time. We put lunch and several ice cold beer in the cooler, covered it with ice from the icebox and then put a plastic bag over it to keep it separate from the clothing and towels we pack on top.

Sandy dove into the water from the cabin top and I lowered her gear down to her. Once she was ready I lowered the cooler to her and it floated about half way out of the water. I put on my gear and jumped in feet first holding my mask as I did.

Once in the water and adjusted to the coolness of the tropical Pacific we were on our way to shore. The surf was up a little from the night before so we had to be careful to get between the waves to keep them from pulling the cooler away from us and spilling the contents across the west end of Molokai.

At the shoreline we backed up the beach with our flippers still on. She was holding one handle and I the other. When we were above the high water mark we took the flippers off and carried the cooler to the base of the closest palm tree.

"Remember when you were chasing me yesterday?"

"How could I forget that?"

"Well, I found what looked like it might be a cave entrance covered with sand. It looks natural and the ocean piled up the sand. You want to check it out?"

"Sure. Let's leave the cooler here and if it turns out to be anything we can come back for it. How far do you think it is from here?"

"Less than half a mile." Sandy answered.

I had forgotten about sex for at least ten minutes or so. Following Sandy down the beach and watching that fine ass of hers work as she plowed though the soft coral sand reminded me. I loved the look of her back muscles rippling under the skin as she swung her arms to keep from falling when she stepped on a piece of lava rock or something sharp. I really did love her too, and not just for the sex, thought I had no intention of giving that up.

In about a half mile, as she had said, we came to a small cliff, no more than twenty feet high. At the bottom of the cliff was a dark slit that looked as though it might well be the opening to a cave. We were at least twenty feet above the ocean so we didn't feel threatened by water intrusion.

With much excitement we got on our hands and knees in front of the opening to look inside. There was a fresh breeze flowing out of the hole as we looked in. We both started pulling the sand out of the opening with our bare hands. The sand was soft and smooth with no rocks to jam our fingers on so it didn't take very long to get an opening large enough to crawl into the cave.

I went in first and found a rather large opening. It dropped down from where we were digging for about four feet and at that point was large enough to stand up. I helped Sandy through the hold and she was delighted with our find. The cave tapered to the surface about twenty-five feet shoreward of where we were, and that was where the breeze was coming from.

"Let's fix the front so no one will notice that we're in here." Sandy suggested.

We went back out and smoother the sand down where it had piled from our efforts. Then we put several fairly large rocks about three feet out form the opening, hoping the black of the cave would blend in with the rocks.

Once the entrance was secured Sandy kind of swept out the rocks on the floor and as she said, tidied up the place. 

We drifted back to the shoreline on our way back to where we left the cooler. The tidal pools in the lava rocks immediately absorbed our attention. We just made our way along the shore from one tidal pool to another. We were close to each other and frequently made body contact just doing what we were without thoughts of much of anything other than the glory of the day.

We came to a pool that was slightly larger than the others. As usual, when we came near the pool all the fish ran for hiding. In the bottom of that pool was a lobster. We had a lot of fun making fun of the poor hapless creature who had gotten himself land locked in a tidal pool. We took time to wonder how he had gotten there and finally decided to catch him and put him back in the ocean. He was only about four inches long, not counting the antenna. 

Deciding to catch the spiny creature and doing it proved to be two different things entirely. The bottom of the pool was covered with sea anemones and seaweed, which made it very slippery. We dodged and grabbed, but the creature really wanted to be left alone and shot itself out of our reach no matter what we did.

"I think he wants to live here." Sandy said.

"Yea, at least it's free from predators, except us, and it seems to be able to handle us with ease. Let's go." I replied.

We recovered the cooler and hauled it up the beach together. It was fun and we were acting like a couple of kids playing at picnicking. After getting the cooled in the cave we returned to the tidal pools, not yet willing to give up the adventure.

We continued down the beach looking pool after pool until we were about even with a larger and somewhat deeper pool. In that pool we saw a small octopus scurry under a rock in the center of the pool. We had to stop and watch.

The shoreward side of the pool was sand right up to the edge of the pool. We lay on our stomachs and waited. After ten or fifteen minutes we were rewarded by the appearance of a small tentacle from under the rock. First there was one, than there were two, then there was a bulb, which indicated that the animal was coming out. Sandy put her fingers in the water and wiggled them back and forth. Little by little the octopus came out from under his rock and moved across the bottom toward the wiggling fingers.

I put my hand in the small of her back to touch her while she was playing in the water. She was hot to the touch and moist from a light coat of perspiration. She was so smooth to touch that I couldn't help running my hand down her back and over her bottom. She pretended not to notice.

I turned back to watch the octopus and found that it was only a couple of inches from touching Sandy's fingers. It was wiggling a tentacle toward her finger and inching forward with the other seven legs at the same time. It finally touched Sandy. She jumped and the octopus ran back to his hole. We both broke out laughing. So much work and patience had been given for that one little touch. I removed my hand and started to rise on all fours to get up.

Sandy rolled partially over and then on impulse reached over and slid her hand inside of my shorts leg. She curled her fingers around my tentacle and gave it a light tug without saying a word. She looked me in the eye to see what my reaction would be then got up. Without a word she went back to the cave. By the time I arrives she had spread out the blanket with the towels as padding to make a comfortable spot to sit. She was beautiful sitting cross-legged Indian style on the blanket. I sat down in front of her in the same position. It didn't take long for us to be giggling and joking about the love affair she had with an octopus. I told her that the tentacle it had touched her with was the one that contained its sex organ. She was giddy over the whole thing, especially being scared when it touched her.

I was sitting there watching her as her breast moved in the bikini top, all the time growing more and more curious about the nipple rings I could see making an impression on the thin shiny material. She noticed me looking and put her hands on the blanket behind her and leaned back. That made a beautiful pose and I told her so. Her breasts were standing out proud and firm with their hard nipples pressing against the material of her bikini top.

I scooted a little closer until our knees touched. I reached over, leaning forward and put my hands around her back. It was an easy matter to untie the bow that held the top on. Once released her breast shuttered like they had been touched with an ice cube. They stood full and proud with the nipples at full attention and the gold rings through each nipple lying on the smooth flesh below the areolas. 

I reached toward her breasts as though I were going to touch the rings, but at the last minute didn't. I had seen her take a deep breath in anticipation of the touching. I put my hands on her shoulders and pulled her closer so that we could lean in and kiss. She and I immediately began playing with each other's tongue.

I moved back and eased my trunks down over my butt and started pulling them off. Her eyes were focused on the waistband as it slid down and started exposing part of my cock. As she could see the shaft appearing she licked her lips with her eyes never leaving my groin. She reached over and caught the waist of the shorts and pulled them down, but didn't quite get them past the head of the monster. I pulled them the rest of the way off. My cock was very hard and very heavy. In the position I was in it lay on the blanket pointed straight at her.

Sandy put her knees together and pulled her bikini bottoms off in one motion. It was obvious how wet she was as she lifted off the blanket and her honey leaked out of her onto the blanket, filling the air with the sweetness of her arousal. I loved that aroma. 

I put my legs on the inside of her knees and she didn't resist when I spread her legs apart. I pulled her toward me until the head of my dick was pushing into her entrance. She lifted up just a little so that her pussy was sitting right over the head. It was a wonderful feeling.

I put my legs out straight so she cold slide toward me a little further. When she did I pulled up on the shaft of my cock near her and the head slid into her opening with a tight stretching feeling. It wasn't the best angle to get deep penetration, but for a couple of inches she was in ecstasy. 




Sandy & I Ch. 3



"Wait sweetheart. Let it just sit there." I said as she started to move on what was in her.

I reached up to flip her nipple rings, and to my surprise she pulled back against them as soon as I had my fingers on them. She put her hands under her breast and squeezed them while putting more and more weight on the nipple rings. I twisted the rings a quarter of a turn back and forth as she increased the tension. She moaned and purred in a most provocative way.

I let go of the nipple ring in my right hand and reach down to her groin and grabbed the clit ring. I pulled it almost as hard as her nipple rings were being pulled.

She climaxed immediately. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, Ahhhhhhhh" she moaned all the time her abdominal muscles were convulsing and her pussy was repeatedly clamping down on my cock head. I was doing everything I could to keep from cumming in her at the same time.

While she was having a very extended orgasm I reached up and took both nipple rings in my fingers and twisted them back and forth while she leaned back against them. That seemed to start her climax over and she started jerking her pussy back and forth on the head of my dick. I let go the nipple rings and grabbed her firmly by the hips to dampen the motion and keep from shooting her full of cum.

Sandy moved her legs over mine, still sitting so that she was straddling my cock and facing me. She scooted up next to me so she was sitting close to me and facing me with her legs around me. When she scooted up it had the effect of slamming my cock all the way in her, and with her legs around me she had no way to lift herself off it.

It apparently hurt her because she gasped out loud and clung on around my neck. She didn't move at all. She sat there with ten inches of cock inside her as though she were chiseled out of stone.

"Are you all right?" I asked her.

"I should have thought of it, but I didn't. Well, I wanted to take it all, and now I have. I didn't mean to do that. I just wanted to get close to you and have you hold me." She replied.

"Are you hurt?"

"God no. It's great. Let me off of it. I want to get you off. You can cum in me later."

She put her hands on the cave floor and tried to lift herself off my cock. With her legs pinned as they were she could only lift about six inches and that wasn't enough to get it out of her. She dropped herself back down on my cock and I felt her clit push into my pubic hair at the base of my cock. She moaned and pumped her hips a couple of times then raised up on her hands as high as she could. When she dropped back down on it that time she arched her back and threw her head back.

"Oh God. Oh my God." She said over and over as her virgina convulsed around my shaft. 

With her back arched she was pushing her breast out. I lean over and gently bit the ends of her nipples on the outside of the rings. The reaction was exquisite. She stopped breathing and let out a very high pitched moan as the air escaped from her throat.

Sandy leaned forward until her body was folded over and her knees were against her shoulders, pushing me over on my back. By leaning to the left she was able to get her right leg back and under her. She did the same with the left, which left her sitting on top of me with me on my back. There was no doubt. She had taken it all.

Sandy leaned forward and started pulling my cock out of her. I wanted to fuck her to completion, which wouldn't have taken but a couple of strokes at that point. When it came out it slapped against my belly with a plop. She rolled off to my side and started kissing me on the ear and then the throat. I felt her hand slid down my stomach along my cock without touching it. I thought I would go nuts if she didn't give me relief soon.

Sandy cupped my balls and very gently messaged them between her fingers. She pushed her finger back toward my anus and applied gentle pressure without penetration. I started to grab her and she pulled away.

"I'll let you shoot soon enough. Just lay back and enjoy what I want to do with you. I have a lot of imagination."

She ran her hand up my cock and I could feel the pre-cum pumping out of the head of my cock and onto my belly above my navel. It was hot on me and I wanted to follow it with a load of cum, but she took her hand off. With two fingers she wiped up the pre-cum and transferred it to my anus. I loved the feeling of her slick finger probing around that very sensitive hole. She slowly and gently pushed her finger past the rings of muscle that made the seal and pushed it in deeper until her finger touched my prostrate. I thought I was going to explode. I had never wanted to cum so bad in my life. I reached for my cock, intending to jack it off, but she grabbed it with her free hand and said "NO."

I was fucking air as she put more pressure on my prostrate. I had to cum. I was bucking my hips with her hand firmly around the middle of my cock. She was just letting her hand ride up and down with my cock and not creating any friction at all.

"Please, oh please let me cum." I begged. She was on fire with the control she had over my cock and she knew I was letting her.

My balls pulled up tight alongside the shaft and I reached the point of no return. Sandy put her mouth over the head of my cock and jacked it hard while fucking me in the ass with her finger. I had never even imagined a feeling like that. I could feel the cum pumping up the shaft. It shot into her mouth with so much volume that it squirted out of her mouth around my dick. She kept pumping my cock and my ass at the same time. The next two shots went into her mouth with the same result. She pulled her mouth off the head and let it shoot. It shot all over both of us. I never knew that much cum could exist at one time. It just kept shooting as she wiggled her finger on my prostrate sending wave after wave of electrical impulses coursing though me.

She pulled her finger out and put the head of my cock on her breast. It kept shooting until I thought I was going to pass out. She leaned over me and kissed me, letting my cum run into my mouth. I tasted it and it was just salty and a little musky tasting. I knew it wouldn't hurt me. She had drunk a lot of it in the last few minutes.

I finally stopped shooting. My balls were tender and we were both covered in more cum than I had ever seen. We rested for a few minutes with neither of us talking and her holding my now deflating cock gently in her hand.

"Lets go down to the tide pool and wash off. Then I could use a nap. How about you?"

That's exactly what we did.



Sandy & I Ch. 4



We went to the tidal pool to remove the substantial coating of sperm that our play had left us both with. Neither of us bothered to put on any clothing of any type. Looking back I can only confess that it felt natural for us to be naked together. Just before we left our cave of iniquity Linda had removed her nipple rings so they looked natural. I liked the natural look much better, but I wasn't any longer horny. I knew that was a temporary condition.

At the big tide pool we washed off and played like a couple of innocent children at the beach for the first time. Once we were clean we decided to move down to the beach and play in the surf. The waves were still breaking big on the tropical sand, and it was so inviting we couldn't refuse.

Neither of us gave any thought to clothing. It just didn't seem to come with the territory we were exploring. I enjoyed her for the wonderful sense of humor she had, the ready laughter, the quick smile with her emerald eyes flashing. I loved watching her stretch to keep from getting knocked down by the waves as she jumped against them back first. She was unbelievably magnificent in every way. I decided right there that I was going to spend the rest of my life with this woman. Amazingly, the thought had nothing to do with sex at all. 

We must have played in the surf for half an hour or better before deciding it was time to eat the sandwiches we had brought over from the boat in the cooler. We sloshed out of the ocean and headed back to the coolness of the lava cave we had so recently played sex in. Neither of us had any outward manifestation of lust at the moment.

We entered the cave and sat cross-legged side by side while we plundered the cooler. I popped the tops of a couple of Millers and handed her one. They were really cold and the taste was fulfilling as well as thirst quenching. We ate snacks, sandwiches, and a couple of cans of sausages before we started feeling tired. We discussed having a couple of more beers, but decided to wait until later. The one thing we both agreed on was going back to the pool where the little octopus had been hiding and trying to find him.

"Are you going to put on cloths before we go?" I asked so I would have help making the decision.

"I won't if you won't." She replied.

I reached over and touched the top of her breast with the tip of my finger to determine if a white spot would remain when I removed my finger. It didn't so I didn't feel that she had gotten too much sun.

She did the same to me on my hip, which would have ordinarily been shielded from the sun by my bathing suit. 

"I don't think we've had too much sun. Do you?" Sandy asked.

"I don't. You don't leave any sun marks where I poked you. What are you going to do if someone comes by and sees us naked?" I wanted to know.

"I'm going to be proud of my man and be just as natural as I feel now." She said in a matter of fact manner. 

We played naked on the beach for another half an hour then I returned to the cave to put on my trunks. I could see that the white part was starting to turn pink. Sandy decided to stay naked and enjoy every minute.

She was magnificent. Her high firm breasts were perfectly proportioned to the rest of her body. When she folded her arms under them, they were large enough to extend just past the width of her arms. Her stomach was flat and firm. When she stretched the muscle became obvious, but she didn't look like a female weight lifter at all. Man, did she have a smooth, round muscled butt The shape alone was enough to give a man a serious erection. I watched that butt with great admiration. Her legs were straight and strong with the calves just wider than her knees, giving her the look of well defined strength with smoothness. When she stood with her feet together there was a gap between her thighs just made to slip your hand in. Even with her hair wet and salty it was thick and had a tendency to weave back and forth over her shoulders as she moved.

Sandy's best feature was here face. She had a wide smiling mouth and straight strong teeth that were naturally even. She had beautiful emerald green eyes with the depth of the sea. She lived through her eyes. There was no chance she could hide her emotions if I could look into her eyes. She was high cheek boned with the shape face that leads to thoughts of beauty.

Her skin was perfect. There wasn't a scar or mark anywhere on that fabulous hide. It was tanned to a golden brown and was as smooth as shamus skin. Her nipples were delicate light brown areolas with nipples like pencil erasers. When she was excited they became larger and very hard as the areolas tightened.

Sandy did have one very unusual feature. Her cliterous was very large. In fact I had never known that a woman could have a cliterous that large. It was a total of at least three inches long with two inches inside the hood and one inch extending outside the hood like a small penis. In times gone by her former husband had tortured her and had a ring put through the shaft of her clit just behind the head. That ring prevented the clit from fully retracting into the hood even when she was totally relaxed. When it was really hard, the hood could pull back leaving almost two inches of shaft exposed. It was the most exciting thing I had ever seen, and it was extremely sensitive.

Late in the afternoon we decided to take a short nap and return to the boat by dingy and get something to eat at a campfire on the beach. In the cave I snuggled up to that beautiful butt of hers with the intention of taking a nap.

"Take off your shorts so I can feel you against my skin."

I took them off and snuggled back against her. She raised her right leg and reached back between them to find my dick with her hand. She gently took the end in her hand and pulled it between her legs so it was lying with the shaft against her slit. That got it interest again and it grew rapidly. She lifted her leg again and picked it up so the skin wasn't binding against her thigh. Once it was where she wanted it she closed her legs again. I could feel her hand wrapped around the end as far as it would go. My dick went through her thighs and extended enough in front of her for her to grab a hand full without grabbing the head. It felt great.

With my skin pinned between her legs I pumped my hips a couple of times and never felt so relaxed. I started loosing my erection and slowly drifted off to sleep.

When I awoke it was obvious that Sandy had already gotten up and left the cave. When she did she put a towel over me to keep me warm. That's when I noticed that it had gotten chilly in the cave.

Outside I could see the rubber boat tied up along side the sailboat and Sandy sitting items on the rail to load into the boat. She had put on a t-shirt and shorts. I put my t-shirt on and headed down the beach carrying the few remaining items from the cave. When I got to where we had built the fire the night before it was an easy matter to rebuild it. 

The fire was just starting to go good when Sandy reached the shore. I went to help her bring the replenished cooler to the fire and the basket she had the dinner in. We chatted and kidded around about everything but sex. I had been left horny by the rubbing episode just before I went to sleep.

We ate and then Sandy pulled out a bag of marshmallows I didn't know we had. I cut a couple of long sticks and sharpened the ends to go through the marshmallows. We sat there roasting them in the fire and talked about what we wanted to do the next day.

I pulled the crispy shell off a roasted marshmallow and the hot runny inside dropped on the inside of my leg just below my groin. Sandy immediately leaned over and licked the gooey mess off my leg. She didn't make a big deal out of it and immediately sat back up. I roasted another and started to pull the shell off.

I looked at her breast with open desire. She reached for the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head leaving those beautiful orbs with their little brown nipples open.

"Is that what you want to see?" She said with a very amused tone in her voice.

I pulled the crispy shell off the marshmallow and popped it in her mouth. She made an "Umm good" sound as I touched the runny middle part to her right nipple. It was still warm even though it had cooled since it was taken out of the fire.

I put the stick down and rolled over the top of her like I was going to lick her nipple. Instead I kissed her on the lips. She kissed back with a lot of very active tongue. I kissed her neck and the side of her throat on my way to the sticky sweet nipple. She was excited as she arched he back to lift her breast to me. Instead I raised up and hooked my fingers in the elastic of her waist band and pulled her shorts off very slowly, enjoying the sensation of the nylon slipping over her smooth muscular thighs and down her long shapely legs. She wasn't wearing any panties which made for a beautiful, sexy sight. I leaned forward and kissed her on the abdomen just above her pubic mound. I touched her skin with the tip of my tongue, very lightly.

As I sat back up to change position I saw in the firelight that her clit was very distended and extended well past her labia. She was moving in slow sensual undulations as I slid back up her body, just barely touching her. I touched her left nipple with the tip of my tongue, just hard enough for her to know she had been touched. The nipple hardened like a pencil eraser immediately. She reached up with her left hand to squeeze the breast as I kissed it, but I moved to the right breast.

Sandy expected me to lick off the sticky gooey marshmallow, but I didn't instead I wiped it off with my finger and placed it just below that hard clit inside her folds.

"Ahhhhhhhh" she said as the touching solicited an involuntary moan from her. She immediately arched her back and raised her hips to create more contact with that sticky finger, but to no avail. It had already been moved to her lips.

She tentatively touched the end of my finger with her tongue and immediately engulfed the finger in her mouth, sucking the sweet marshmallow off the finger along with her own juices. While she sucked my finger I licked the sweetness from her nipple.

I began sliding down her body again, kissing every inch of her skin as I went. She started to spread her legs to make herself available, but I grabbed her firmly around the thighs and held her so that her knees were pinned together. I used my body weight to keep her from pulling her legs up as I continued to kiss and nibble at the top of her mound. That marvelous clit was extending out from between her legs just at the juncture. The clit ring was clearly visible as she tried to get herself up to my tongue.

I lay across her legs to keep them flat and put my legs on the outside of hers to keep them together I held her tightly to restrict her motion to a minimum. I put my hands under her butt to help control her position and then touched the clit ring with my tongue. I thought she was going to explode. She was bucking with all the force she had. I held her tight and enclosed her clit with my mouth. I didn't make any attempt to lick her at all. I just gently held her clit in my mouth while she tried to fuck my face with it.

"Ahh, ahh, ahh, you bastard. Suck me. I'll fuck your face. Ahh, ahh, ahh. Ohoooooooooooooooooo!" She said as she began to shake uncontrollably. I began to actively suck her clit. She stopped pumping that fine ass and started jerking herself around in spasm as she had a very intense orgasm. I continued on and on and she kept bucking and begging for me to fuck her.

I guessed it must have been at least two minutes before she started to come down from the peak. As she did I backed off and started kissing her around her still closed lips. She began to relax as I slid back up alongside her, my cock so hard it hurt. I was wearing the shorts she had altered for me so at least it wasn't confined. As I got in position she started kissing me all over my face and hugging me. She reached down between us and pulled my dick up between us. It was much more comfortable after that.

"Well" I said at long last. "I seem to have misplaced my marshmallow."

"Maybe you better go find it."

I moved back down between her legs, but didn't restrain her this time. She pulled her legs up and grabbed her slim ankles, one in each hand then straightened her knees. She sure looked good. I put my tongue on her anus and licked her all the way to her clit in one motion. She bent her knees and moaned in ecstasy. She was really very wet. and with the orgasms she just had I suspected her clit was a little tender. I concentrated on trying to force my tongue into her virgina. I couldn't put it very far in and the muscles were too strong to force past. She was a very tight woman with a very small virgina. It was a good thing that it stretched as much as it did or I could never get my cock in her. I was thrilled that she had stretched in length to the point that she could take my entire length.

I licked from her opening to just under her clit where I had put the marshmallow. It was sweet, and mixed with her juices it was going to make me give up on playing with her and fuck her as hard as I could. I needed to be in her. My pre cum was running freely from the end of my extremely hard cock. Sandy was quickly building to another orgasm and I could feel her starting to loose control.

"I'm going to cum again." She said. "Fuck me with that tongue. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Suck my clit. Ohooooooooooooo! Ohoooooooooo! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She bucked and grabbed the back of my head and forced my face against her pussy. I could feel her spasm and the flow of vaginal fluids increased with each spasm as though she were ejaculating. The taste was magnificent. She was sweet and oh so smooth.

Sandy pulled my head away from her ultra sensitive clit. I looked up to see pure lust in her eyes. She was still pumping her hips smoothly and in a manner that suggested she needed to be penetrated. I moved up the front of her and rolled over on my back taking her with me.

"I wanted to eat you, but I think I need that monster in me more than I need to breath." She said as she slid down me pulling my shorts as she went. She slid back up, lightly sucking my balls as she did so. She licked from my balls to the head of my cock as she slid back on top of me. She got her knees under her and reached down and pulled my cock up straight. She didn't waste any time putting the head in her pussy. As soon as she felt it stretching her out she started coming down on it hard. The skin wasn't lubricated enough to let the full length slide into her, but she got a little more each time she lifted up and dropped back down.

On every stroke she took I could feel the head of my cock spreading and filling another few inches of her canal. She was so pleasingly tight I could feel her all the way down the length of my shaft. She kept at it until I could feel the cheeks of her ass all the way down on my thighs. She had it all, and she was sitting straight up on it with a very pleased look on her face.

Sandy reached behind her and put her hand under her so she was resting on my balls. She raised up just a little so she could feel where the very thick shaft entered her. She had a big smile on her face as she said, "I have it all."

Sandy put her hands on my shoulders and started a nice slow rhythm, sliding up and down about six inches of the ten inches of cock she had in her. My contribution was to lay there and let her fuck me. I started pushing my hips up as she lowered hers. I could feel it every time the head of my cock hit the back of her. She was looking me straight in the eyes as she slid up and down. She raised higher, but the angle prevented her from pumping the full length.. 

We both heard the voices at the same time. "Eric, there's a fire up ahead. Ed and Sandy must be cooking on the beach."

Sandy looked me in the eye. "They're going to catch us. I'll get close to you and at least they won't be able to see anything but our backs."

With that she immediately leaned to the left and brought her right leg out straight. She did the same with the left. I sat up straight and she hooked her heels behind my back. She didn't have any leverage to slide up and down my cock, but I was really hard and it was really deep in her. The thing was that her clit was really hard and it was firmly pressed into my stomach at the top of my cock.

"Well, what do we have here? It appears that the period of celibacy has ended." Proclaimed Sue in a very patronizing tone of voice.

"I do believe it's a two headed two backed animal. I hear they make all sorts of interesting things happen." Eric replied.

They were both walking around us trying to get a good look at us doing "it". Eric was obviously growing a serious bulge in the front of his shorts as he looked.

Sandy was very slowly arching her back so as to rub her clit against my pubic hair. She had her head on my shoulder with her mouth close to my ear. "I'm going to cum. I can't help it. I got to now."

I heard her make a soft mewing noise as her pussy started clamping itself around my cock in spasms of orgasm. Her legs quivered as they grasped me and she involuntarily rubbed her clit against me with considerable force. She was gasping for breath with her face hidden in my neck trying to stifle her moans and cries of pleasure.

"Well," said Sue, "If I didn't know better I would say the blond headed animal is getting off. Look at that ass jerk as she shoots."

Eric had put down his pack as he watched and was in the process of taking off his shirt. Sue turned to him and started unbuttoning his shorts. She pulled his pants down around his ankles and left him covered only by his underwear.

Eric had a good build, which we knew. We hadn't ever seen him naked and aroused and I had to admit some surprise as Sue pulled his briefs down exposing his cock. He wasn't any where near as long or thick as I was, but his hard cock curled up so that the head was pressing against his own belly, which accentuated his large, low hanging balls.. It looked a lot like a handle on a tea pot. When Sandy looked around and saw it she gasped. 

Sue got her cloths off very fast. True to form all she was wearing was a t-shirt and shorts without any underwear. He big nipples were hard as rocks and sticking straight out. She had a truly fabulous set of breast. She immediately went to her knees facing Marc. She grabbed his cock and pulled it away from his belly and into her mouth. That got a groan from Sandy and she started flexing her abdominal muscles to rub her clit against me and get some motion out of the cock she had herself impaled on.

Sue didn't suck Marc very long before she had him sit down beside us facing the same direction. She pushed him down on his back and immediately through her leg across him. She reached down and grabbed that hooked cock and put the head against her pussy. She went all the way down on it in one motion. She didn't stop there. She started bouncing up and down on it as fast as she could go. As she built toward a climax she leaned further and further back so the head of his cock was rubbing her in the g-spot.

Sue was fucking hard. Pumping her ass back and forth while she lifted herself with her legs to get a two way motion. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard! I'm going to cum. Fuck me. Ohgodohgodohgodohgod!" Sue screamed as she lost complete control and bowed her back over in orgasm, causing Marc's dick to get maximum pressure on her g-spot.

After her orgasm started to subside Sue leaned forward and put her breast on Eric's chest and kissed him lovingly on the lips. He hadn't cum yet and was slowly lifting his hips against her. She continued to help him pump her while she looked over at us.




Sandy & I Ch. 4



"Well Sandy, now we have seen each other getting fucked. Why don't you get on your knees and we will see who can get their man off first?"

Sandy leaned to the left and pulled her foot back under her so she was able to lift. She did the same thing with the other side and was then sitting on top of my dick with her knees under her. She slowly started sliding up and down my cock again.

Sue looked around behind Sandy to see what she had in her. When she saw the thickness of my cock going into Sandy she was totally amazed. 

"Wow, I've never seen a cock that thick before. Is it good?"

Sandy lifted up on it until her legs were straight from the hip to the knee and still I was in her. Sue didn't miss a thing. She reached over and grabbed my cock under Sandy. Sandy started bouncing down on her hand, but Sue didn't let go.

"Let go Sue, I need his whole cock." Sue let go and Sandy started raising up about eight inches on her stroke. She dropped down on it hard with every stroke. I knew if she kept that up very long I was going to shoot a load in her. Actually I would rather wait and play awhile.

Sue was leaned over so she could see my cock going in and out of Sandy. She had forgotten all about getting Erick off. All she wanted to do was watch my big cock.

Eric pushed Sue off and got her on her hands and knees at a right angle to us. Her face was about ten inches from my balls as he entered her doggie style and started smacking his big balls against her ass. It took Marc about ten strokes to have her screaming and whining again. She put her face right against Sandy's ass and licked my balls on every down stroke. Sandy tried to push her away, but I stuck my finger in her clit ring, and when she tried to raise up again it pulled down on the ring. She immediately came again, only this time with a lot of moaning and humping her ass as hard as she could.

When she started to climax, Sue put her hands around Sandy and grabbed her breast. Sandy pounded her pussy on me and Marc slammed his cock into Sue. Sandy had a really hard orgasm. It lasted a couple of minutes with the amount of secretion from her pussy increasing a lot. Every time my cock rammed back into her the juices would flow out heavily around the shaft and run down over my balls.

When she was finished Sandy had to rest. She leaned down on my chest and just collapsed. Sue came again and Marc continued to pump her cunt from behind. He still hadn't cum and neither had I.

Sue got Marc on his back again and sat across him. She set up a nice smooth pumping action that let most of his cock slide in and out of her. It was really exciting watching her slide up and down that cock. She leaned over so that her head was resting on my leg and she was taking it at an angle.

Sue tried to push Sandy off my, but she wouldn't budge. "I want to see his cock." Sue said in a begging voice.

"Ok, I'll show it to you as long as you don't try to take it out of me." Sue said as she moved to get her feet under her. When she did she started raising up so my cock slid out of her. She continued to raise up until the head started to come out of her pussy. Sue started to reach for my cock, but Sandy immediately let herself back down on it. 

"Leave it alone, it's mine." Sandy admonished in a firm no nonsense voice.

"I've never seen anything like that before. How did you get all of that in you?" Sue asked like she was making a scientific enquiry. "Can you deep throat it?"

"Sue! That's none of your business." Sandy replied in alarm.

"I bet you can't. I bet you can hardly get your mouth around it." Sue countered.

The sex talk from Sue was definitely having an effect on Sandy. She was building for a climax again.

"You want to see how to deep throat?" Sue asked Sandy.

"Sure, let's see you do it to Eric." Sandy said, obviously enjoying a surge in her own level of lust.

"Ok." Sue said as she raised up off Eric's cock. When it came out it slapped against his belly like a spring. Sue turned around on her hands and knees so she was in the 69 position. 

"Because its hooked I have to put it in my mouth from the top so it can go down my throat." Sue instructed as she took the head in her mouth.

Sue started pumping her mouth up and down on Marc's cock, taking more in her mouth with each stroke. Finally the head was firmly planted in the back of her throat. For a moment she just stayed in that position, then lowered her mouth on Marc until he was all the way down her throat and his pubic hair was against her chin and her nose was pressing against his balls. Marc had his hands hooked under her thighs and was clasping her cheeks with his hands, keeping her spread wide open as he licked and sucked her pussy. Sue was holding Marc's cock all the way down her throat while she bucked her all for all it was worth.

Marc's balls pulled up tight to the sides of his cock as he pumped his hips to climax. He shot off in Sue's mouth with his cock buried all the way in her throat. He had to be shooting his cum straight into her stomach. When Marc stopped bucking she slowly pulled her head back letting his deflating phallus out of her throat.

Sandy had been totally fascinated watching Sue get Marc off. She lifted off me and slid down until her mouth was above my cock. I don't think it occurred to her that it was covered with her juices. She put the head in her mouth and started pumping up and down on it. When the head hit the back of her throat she gagged and had to pull off it. She tried again with the same results.

"Let your throat relax." Sue instructed.

Sandy tried twice more but couldn't get past the gag reflex.

Sue looked at Marc and asked, "If they will let me, may I try?"

Marc said, "I don't mind as long as you take it out of your mouth when he shoots."

Sandy looked at me for permission and I just shrugged.

"Ok, but you can't put your pussy in his face." Sandy said, moving her face back a few inches. She still had her hand as far around the base of my cock as she could. Her fingers didn't touch.

Sue got on her knees between my legs, giving me a perfect view of her tits swinging freely below her. She put her hand around the middle of my dick above Sandy's. There was still a few inches of cock sticking out, with pre-cum flowing freely from the tip of my cock and down over both their hands. I was doing my best not to cum from them both touching me.

Sue put the head in her mouth and slowly eased her mouth down over it. Marc was turned up on his right side with his head supported on his hand watching the whole procedure with interest.

Sue let go of my cock with her hand and positioned her mouth directly over the head and lowered her mouth. I felt the head hit the back of her throat. She held it there for a few seconds then tried to push in down her throat. It felt fantastic to me, but it gagged her. She pulled it out of her mouth.

"That's a big dick. I don't know it my throat will stretch big enough to let it down." With that statement she tried again and managed to get a couple of inches down her throat." It must have been exciting to her. She started bobbing her head up and down a couple of inches and reached down between her legs. Sandy started pumping my cock at the same time.

"I'm cumming." I announced to everyone. I pumped my hips, driving my cock into Sue's mouth.

Sue pulled my cock from her mouth just as I released the first shot. It hit her in the face as she tried to move, but Sandy pointed my cock back at her and she got hit with the second shot as well. Sue put her mouth back over the head of my dick and took my cum in her mouth. She couldn't swallow fast enough to keep it from leaking out, but she sucked hard to get it all. When I was done she wiped the strings of cum of her face then licked it of her hand.

"Oh my God. That must be fantastic to feel shoot in the back of you. Would you mind if I fucked him?" Sue asked Sandy.

"You do and it will be the last cock you ever fuck. I told you it's mine." Sandy said with sincerity in her voice.

Sandy cuddled up next to me and Sue next to Marc with all of us turned so we could face each other. We were both flaccid, but the girls were still ready to fuck.

"Do you guys do this doubles thing very often?" asked Sandy.

"It's our first time to fuck in front of anyone." Answered Marc.

"We watched another couple get it on in front of us one time, but we were too shy around them to do it too. We waited until we were away from them then fucked our brains out. We decided then and there that if we ever found a couple we felt secure with it would be nice to do it with them." Sue said. "Did you like having someone watch you while you were cumming?"

"It makes me really want to cum good just to show you what I was getting. I think it made me more excited for you to see what I had and how good it was. I would like to do it some more if you two want to." Sandy said. "I don't want you to fuck Ed's cock. That's where I'm going to get my babies from and I'm jealous of that. You can get it anywhere he will let you have it, but not in the womb. Fair enough?"

Marc and I were looking at each other, and I felt that he wasn't any happier with the girls dealing for us than I was.

"Sorry girls, but we guys have the final say in who gets what in them. I'm not going to put this cock in any woman other than Linda so you might as well get that out of your mind." I said.

"How can you say that after I just had a mile of that cock down my throat?" Sue responded in a good humored manner.

"You're not going to have any babies from eating cum."

"What? Do you think we run around having sex with everyone we meet? In case you're interested, this is the first time we have done this, and it's only because we feel really comfortable with you two." Sue said with tears in her voice.

"I'm sure we would like to do it in front of you, and with you, but we want to make sure there won't be any misunderstanding that will hurt our friendship. After all we are all adults, and sex is a part of life. When we're lucky so is love, and I think we can all handle that." Sandy added.

"Look, I think we can play together without hurting each others feelings. We like the feeling of being horny with you. We have to just take it as it comes and not try to apply too many rules. I agree that intercourse should be between the couples that are in love with each other, at least speaking for Sue and I. As far as teasing and touching goes I think anything that isn't outside what's acceptable to the individual can be real fun. So here's what I propose; we do what ever we want to each other, except intercourse. How about that?" Marc suggested.

We all agreed to that and Sandy reached over and put her hand around Marc's dick. Sue did the same to mine and we all agreed to share and share alike except putting it in the other man girl. 

To be continued...