2 comments/ 33464 views/ 4 favorites Sweet Catherine at 18 Ch. 01 By: MattCoolomon "Stop it, Robbie!" young Catherine cried. "God, you're such a pain sometimes." "Awe - but you said we would when we were on vacation," Robbie whined. "I did not! I said maybe -- if it felt right." Robbie tried rubbing up his dream girlfriend's thigh again, cautiously, but with the 'if it felt right' bit giving him another idea. "But you know how much I love you, Catherine," he whispered as he kissed her neck. "You know I've never even kissed another girl in my whole life!" "Oh that's just silly," Catherine scoffed, though she allowed his hand to edge a little way beneath her skirt that time. "No it's not," Robbie whispered to her. "You know you're the only girl for me ever since we were kids." They had grown up as neighbours and playmates and Robbie had always expected a natural progression to boyfriend status. He had just turned 19 and had been hoping that with Catherine turning 18 he would finally get past 1st base. He had felt her up a few times lately and even rubbed her through her panties, but his constant erection had yet to be called upon. "You know you're the only girl I'm ever going to love," he went on, kissing her ear and searching up under her skirt a little further again. "Robbie! I said no! What if our parents come back? It's not exactly the best place to be doing it when my dad could walk through the door any minute." "Awe, they're not going to be back for ages. They said they're going to check the resort out and that means shopping for hours and our dads will be at a bar somewhere for sure." "Well anyway this just isn't going to happen right now," Catherine declared as she pushed Robbie away and got up off the couch. "I want to go check out the beach. Are you coming?" They were in the apartment Catherine and her parents were staying in. Robbie was staying with his parents next door. They vacationed together at least once a year, usually camping, but this summer they had decided on an up-market island resort. Which was another thing Robbie had figured would favour his chances of finally getting his eager young dick wet. What, with the romance and all - surely he'd be getting lucky before the end of the week. He watched through the tiny opening in the door that Catherine hadn't quite closed behind her. She stepped out of her panties and pulled on bikini bottoms. He caught a flash of her neatly trimmed pubes as she turned past a mirror then she tossed her bra and he saw her perky little breasts full on before she tied her bikini top in place. "Come on then," she said as she brushed past and out the door, and Robbie grabbed his towel and hurried after her. The elevator opened into the foyer of the resort and that led to the pools, bars and gardens. Beyond that was the beach, and Robbie caught Catherine's hand before she stepped down onto the sand and he pulled her close for a kiss. "I didn't mean to get pushy again," he said apologetically. Catherine responded with another kiss. "I know. It's okay. I just want to wait until it's perfect before our first time." They remained there at the top of the stairs leading down to the beach kissing and cuddling with Catherine warming to at least pretending to go steady. She had to give him credit for persistence, and it was flattering enough to make her want to play along with his fairy-tale fantasy. They were kissing and talking and they hadn't noticed George, the old maintenance man, leaning back on a broken down jet ski watching them. **** George was a pot-bellied, grey haired man of 56. He had been working at the resort since vacationing there 10 years ago and scoring a job. He never bothered going home. He just called his old boss and told him to shove it then moved out of his suite into the bungalow behind the maintenance workshop. He had spent every day since living a life of relaxation in the sun, and ogling every hard bodied bikini girl that sauntered past. Right then old George was puffing on a cigarette and looking young Catherine over. She had a very pretty face and beautiful green eyes, long blonde hair and golden brown skin. Her legs were slender and her hips were slight, though feminine. He could nearly squeeze his big old hands around her waist it was so tiny and she had perky little tits with upturned nipples just visible through her white bikini top. He watched her stroll by clinging to the arm of a gangly boy with one of those stupid hair styles that looked like birds were nesting on the back of his head. He forgot about the boy though and concentrated on the sway of the girl's hips and the way the little wrap around skirt she had on was swishing across the back of her thighs. He imagined with a nice womanly hip action like that she would be a good fuck. He imagined how good she could grind over his old cock if she was riding him cowgirl style. Or maybe reverse cowgirl so he could reach around and feel her little titties while she was at it. These were typical thoughts for old George whilst ogling a young hard bodied bikini girl but he struggled to remember the day he could actually get any action like that. He would occasionally score with one of the many single mature women who frequented the resort, but there was no harm in checking out the young ones he reasoned as he flicked his smoke and went back to work on the jet ski. "Morning, George! How they hanging?" "Andy! Yeah good, son. How'd you get on at the airport?" "Easy! Got there just before time and no delays." Andy was a mid-thirties man who had been at the resort for a week hiring out one of the jet skis every day. He had been vacationing with his wife and two children but had delivered them to the airport that morning. "Fuck I've been looking forward to this," he said, stretching and looking around at the beach. "A whole week without the wife and kids! Thank god for business!" Andy had a few business meetings to attend and one dinner function at the end of the week but the days were free. His wife had to return to work so she couldn't stay with him. It was his first chance to be completely alone in years and he was feeling good. "I'm just going for a quick surf then I'll be back for a ski okay, George?" George waved him off and he jogged down to the water and out into the waves. He was a keen bodysurfer and although the surf was a bit rough he did pretty well. He caught a few good waves and dodged the kids on body boards. After half an hour he was about to call it and head back to shore when right in front of him a girl got absolutely dumped by a particularly savage little wave. She went ass over head with legs everywhere and when the wave spewed her out she didn't know which way was up. Andy caught her arm and lifted her, holding her until she found her feet. Her hair was matted over her face and she was coughing and spluttering sea water. Her bikini top had come undone or perhaps broken a string and it was hanging backwards from her neck. Her little white tits were bare. "Are you all right?" Andy asked kindly. She stopped coughing. "Yes I'm - oh my god!" she cried as she searched for her bikini top. She found it and desperately tried to untangle it. Andy remained close, shielding her from a few other men and boys close by. "It's okay -- no one's watching," he reassured her, though he was looking down at her tits himself. They were perfect -- small but nicely rounded beneath dark highset nipples. "Here -- let me help," he went on easily and she allowed him to take hold of the tangled string that was causing the problem while she held her arm across her breasts. "This is so embarrassing," she said, nervously looking around. "No, it's actually funny when you think about it. I'm sure you'll have a laugh later," Andy smiled, which caused the girl to smile in response. He had undone the knot in the string. "There you go," he said, again checking out her perky young tits while she fixed her top into place. "Thank you," the girl said, seemingly even more nervous as she peered up biting her lip, and Andy left her with another smile and dived into the wave that was passing by. The girl watched him surf into shore and walk up towards the resort without looking back. Her heart was pounding and her legs were numb. She went back to her towel and was drying off when her pretend boyfriend arrived from the shop with chips and sodas. "Are you all right, Catherine?" Robbie asked. "You look a bit red in the face." "I'm fine. Better than fine actually," Catherine said dreamily. She could see the man had stopped to chat with an older man working on a jet ski. She guessed the one who had helped her would be nearly her parent's age but that didn't matter. "I want to go back to the resort now, Robbie. Are you coming?" She tied her skirt around her waist and led off with Robbie following. She wanted to hurry before the man walked away but she slowed as she approached, pulling her shoulders back and thrusting her boobs forward. She wished they were bigger! The guy had man sized muscles. His shoulders were broad and his face had little lines that accentuated his smile. He glanced and Catherine smiled, which caused him to smile in response as his eyes flashed lower to check out her body, and that caused Catherine's legs to go tingly again. She wished she had a reason to stop but she didn't and she kept walking past and up the stairs. When she reached the top of the stairs she dared to glance back though and both men were looking. Catherine and Robbie spent a few hours at one of the resort pools with some other couples their own age. Robbie ended up parasailing with a group of boys and Catherine went shopping with her new girlfriends. That evening they were left alone by their parents and stayed in the suite Robbie was staying in listening to music and cuddling and kissing. Catherine was feeling sexy and she parted her legs a little when Robbie started rubbing her thigh. He felt his way up to her panties and was rubbing her through them. Catherine was wet but Robbie didn't understand the significance of that. He just liked how warm she felt and how he could force his fingers inside of her a little way. He had never felt underneath her panties though and after being rejected earlier in the day he decided not to try and push things again just yet, so he soon left off rubbing her there and felt up under her top and bra. Catherine liked the feel of Robbie touching her there but he never brought her even close to orgasm and she wondered if he even knew what that was. She wondered - but as close as they were she didn't quite know how to bring the matter up. She was worried it might embarrass him and was kind of hoping one of his friends might educate him one day and save her from having to go there. Robbie searched around behind her back and released her bra clasp. She wriggled out of it and pulled it off completely to allow him better access. She then tossed it aside and straddled his lap, which made his eyes pop open and his body stiffen beneath her. What was already quite stiff though was his dick and she straddled that and used it to rub where she liked to rub herself. She was splitting herself over the underside of his shaft which was sticking straight up against his stomach. "Only like this though," she whispered to him. "Not inside me, okay?" "Okay," Robbie groaned as he started thrusting. He only had thin cotton shorts on and his cock had worked its way through the opening in his boxer shorts. There was just that one layer of fabric and Catherine's panties, and he could feel the heat from her open pussy. He was thrusting and spearing his cock through the feel of her and she was grinding down hard. Catherine quickly reached one of her usual orgasms and she clung to her make-believe boyfriend's head while it pulsed through her belly. She could also feel Robbie's dick throbbing and she understood he had ejaculated. He was suddenly relaxed and wasn't trying to thrust anymore, and he was just holding her and panting against her chest. "Did you cum?" she asked him softly. "Yeah I did," Robbie said, still holding her and starting to think what he was going to do about the mess. He could feel how wet the front of his shorts were. "I think I need to go and get changed," he said with a degree of embarrassment. Catherine rolled off him and sat with her legs tucked up to the side without bothering to tug her skirt down. It was a tiny little thing that barely covered her panties anyway and it had bunched up like a belt around her waist. She was sitting there cooling down after her mini orgasm while Robbie was in the bathroom cleaning himself up. But suddenly the door opened and Robbie's dad walked in and stopped with his eyes popping open. Catherine instinctively tugged at her skirt but her bra was lying there on the floor at Mr Dale's feet. "Hi, Mr Dale," she uttered nervously. Milton Dale was a happily married man with a satisfying sex life but he had been watching Catherine develop since she was a young teen and he was only human. He could see her little white panties as she sat hugging her knees to her chest. He picked up her bra and stepped close but didn't hand it to her yet. He grinned. "Where's Robbie?" Catherine pointed to the bathroom. She could see Mr Dale was looking at her legs and she knew her panties would be exposed because her little skirt was still bunched up her back. She lowered her legs, sitting up and smoothing her hands down to her knees, but her panties were still exposed between her bare thighs. She watched Mr Dale's face as he stared at them. It was like time had stopped but her heart was pounding. She moved her hands from her knees but kept her knees together. She felt for the hem of her skirt, thinking about stretching it down, but she waited until his eyes lifted before she did that. He grinned again as he handed her the bra. "I just came back for my wallet. I'll leave you kids to it then." Milton collected his wallet off the table and returned to the door. He had another look at young Catherine. Her nipples were hard and poking at the tank top she had on. She was fiddling with her bra and he could still see her panties. Her knees had strayed a little and he had a good view between her slender young thighs. She was biting down on an embarrassed smile. "Don't worry I won't tell your dad," he said with a wink. And he deliberately looked back down at her legs. Catherine felt her knees parting even further like she had no control over them. She was excited by the fact that Mr Dale was looking at her and obviously thinking about her in that way. She had noticed his glances over recent years but had always been too shy to do anything about it. Except she deliberately wore short skirts sometimes when she was going to Robbie's house and she knew Mr Dale would be home. "Promise you won't tell dad?" she asked him sweetly. "Sure but it might cost you," Milton chuckled in reply. Catherine could hear the shower running so she knew Robbie would be a while yet. "Well what can I do to make sure you don't tell?" she teased as she walked over to the door. "Dad will kill me if he finds out." She had stopped right in front of Milton and she was swaying against the door. Milton checked the hallway over his shoulder then turned back to her. He touched her hair, gathering a few strands from her cheek and smoothing down to her shoulder. He watched her face and she was looking down at his hand. He then trailed his fingers down lower and touched her nipple through her tank top. "I guess if you don't tell then I won't," he said to her, and with that he felt her little tit more firmly. He squeezed it and felt her gasp and moan slightly as she pressed forward against his hand. She had her hands behind her back clinging to the door frame while he continued to feel her up. She peered up at him and he bent to her and kissed her lips. He was instantly erect and she was completely submissive as he pressed his body against her but he was conscious of the fact that his son might open the bathroom door any second. "This is our little secret then?" he said to her as he kissed her hard once more. He then lifted from her and pulled her top up to have a quick look at her. The shower had stopped in the bathroom so he pulled her out into the hallway. He kissed her hard again and felt her little tits bare while he was at it. She was responding with open mouth and just moaning and thrusting her chest forward as he groped her and pinched her nipples. Milton pulled himself away and walked across to the elevator. She remained leaning back against the door with her top still up over her tits. She was just smiling at him with her eyes glazed and dreamy. "Our little secret!" he said to her again as the elevator door opened. "Okay, Mr Dale," she uttered through her smile. When the elevator doors closed Catherine tugged her top down into place and went in to find Robbie coming from the bathroom. She told him she had to go and left immediately. Back in her hotel room she went straight to bed and rubbed herself to another orgasm thinking about Mr Dale and the other man who had saved her when she was dumped by a wave earlier that day. She decided she was going to find him again tomorrow. The resort wasn't that big so how hard could it be? Sweet Catherine at 18 Ch. 02 The next morning Catherine spent hours by the pool watching for the man from the beach. She had no luck with that but she did meet the other girls from yesterday. Robbie went off with some boys and she went shopping with the girls again. Mid-afternoon the gang of teenagers were back at the pool swimming and playing around with the boys doing their best to get onto the girls. Finally Catherine caught sight of the beach guy walking through the pool area with a towel over his shoulder. He went right by without looking at her and continued out through the gardens and along a walking track that led to the parkland and towards the far end of the beach. Catherine grabbed her towel and dragged Robbie along. "Where are we going?" he complained as he got hold of his towel and ran after her. "Let's go for a walk," Catherine enthused. "Let's see where this walking track goes." She could see the guy up ahead and she followed along keeping a distance. When the guy stopped at a bench beside the track to talk on his cell phone though she and Robbie were soon walking past him. She looked quite deliberately and he smiled. So she smiled back and half turned as she slowly and reluctantly walked by. "How are you?" he asked. He had finished his call and pocketed his phone. "No injuries I hope." "Only my pride," Catherine responded shyly. She turned back and stepped closer though. Robbie was instantly by her side. "He saved me from a wave yesterday," she said to Robbie, although she continued looking at the older man as she spoke. His eyes were moving up and down her body and she was arching her boobs forward again. "So you two are heading up to the north end are you? I guess you're old enough." "Old enough?" Catherine queried. "Yeah, I guess you're going up for a look at the ladies are you, son?" "What ladies?" Robbie asked blankly. Andy had started off walking again and the young couple were walking with him. "You know it's topless up the north end of the beach don't you?" he asked. "Well it's optional of course but most of the ladies indulge us men and show what they've got." "The ones with something to show that is," Catherine responded cautiously. "Well don't underestimate how attractive small breasted women are," Andy shot back. "Isn't that right?" he asked the young guy striding along on the other side of his girlfriend. "I like small ones!" Robbie answered flatly. He pulled Catherine close to his side as he spoke. It was a claim of ownership. There was a walking trail leading off through the sand dunes and Andy took that. Catherine followed him and Robbie followed her. "Well you shouldn't feel pressured to take your top off - er?" "Catherine! My name's Catherine!" "Catherine, and?" "Robbie!" "Yeah, if you kids just want to have a look that's fine. There's going to be a lot of older guys like me that will be watching for it but you don't have to go topless if you feel uncomfortable." "But we could sit with you couldn't we?" Catherine asked excitedly. "Yes of course you can," Andy grinned. The sand dunes ended and the trail opened onto a small, secluded section of the beach. There were plenty of sunbathers, mostly men and mostly Andy's age and older. There were a scattering of women but none under about thirty and they were all sun browned and kind of leathery looking. There were lots of men looking up at Catherine and she retreated behind Robbie's arm. "I don't like the look of this," Robbie said. "Well, the surf looks good," Andy grinned, and he tossed his towel over by a rock and jogged off towards the water. "It's okay," Catherine said to Robbie. "Let's just sit over here for a while." "But everyone's looking at us," Robbie complained as they spread their towels and sat down. Although he could see a few topless women close by and he was checking them out. Andy returned after a little while dripping wet and with his muscles rippling and defined. Catherine watched him drying off. She squirmed as his eyes moved over her legs and settled on her bikini bottoms for a moment. "Still here?" he grinned. "Yes we're still here!" Catherine defended playfully. "Look at those ones, Robbie!" Andy said. There was a woman up on her knees fixing her towel into position. Her breasts were huge and swaying beneath her slender body. "See I told you they have to be big!" Catherine complained indignantly. "No -- yours are nice too. Perfect for your build and age," Andy assured. "Over there too," he said to Robbie. There was another big breasted woman moving around, though she was quite large all over. "Big old granny one's," Robbie scoffed, relaxing into the situation as he settled on his stomach so he could watch all around for more boobs. Catherine settled too, though still sitting and hugging her knees to her chest a bit. They were sitting back against a long, low rock ledge poking out of the sand and a few middle aged men had taken positions sitting up on the ledge looking down. There were also two men now setting up towels quite close in front. "You're becoming very popular," Andy said under his breath, just loud enough for Catherine and Robbie to hear. Both men setting up in front laid down on their stomachs facing Catherine. Another one who would have been in his 60's was claiming a spot between them. Andy grinned and whispered again. "So are you going to give them a look or not?" "She doesn't have to," Robbie whispered back. "It's not even sunny enough to get a tan or anything." He was right. The sun had disappeared behind a big bank of clouds and although it was still hot and steamy there wouldn't be much more sun that afternoon, if any at all. Andy lifted to his side and edged close so he could talk without any of the men gathered around hearing. "You could still do it though. If you wanted to enjoy some attention and give these guys a thrill." There were more men lined up on the ledge and another two had set up in front facing Catherine. She was looking around at them although avoiding any eye contact. She had lowered her knees. "Go on. I dare you!" Andy teased. She smiled and then checked with Robbie. "Should I?" "You don't have to!" he said again. "They're all old farts anyway!" It was noticeable that the men leaving the beach were all walking around close to the rock ledge for a look on their way to the trail through the dunes. Another few had stopped and taken a position on the ledge. There were a dozen or so where there had been none prior to Catherine's arrival. "They're all hoping you take it off," Andy went on encouragingly. "You're not going to disappoint them are you?" Catherine could feel all eyes upon her, and particularly Andy's! She turned to Robbie again. "I'm actually the only woman here with a top on. I think I should do it." "Why? You're not old like them!" "What -- are you saying I'm not a woman?" Catherine argued. It was an old argument to do with her being a real woman in Robbie's eyes when she agreed to have sex with him. "No I'm not saying that!" Robbie said a little sheepishly. "Well why shouldn't I do the same as the other women here?" "What, and have all these old guys looking at you!" Robbie groaned under his breath, getting desperate. Catherine had her back up. "So now you're saying it's okay for you to ogle these other women but it's not okay for me to enjoy being looked at by other men? That's not even fair!" Of the now quite noticeable crowd of men gathered as close as they reasonably could, some were subtle about it - others were quite blatantly staring at Catherine. "Will you stay here if I do it?" she asked Andy. "Of course," he returned warmly. "Robbie and I will make sure they keep their distance at least - won't we, Robbie?" Robbie's face was blank. He looked sick. Catherine was panting a little -- seemingly working up the courage. She turned to Andy with a nervous smile. "Okay here goes!" she said and she reached for the knot behind her back. The men who were subtly watching were suddenly watching intently. She loosened that knot then undid the one behind her neck. Her little bikini top slipped and she gathered it and lowered it from her firm young tits. They were pure white against her otherwise golden tanned skin. "Yeah that's nice. Now lean back so the guys behind can see them," Andy instructed. There was an "ooh yeah" and a low whistle or two from the guys back there. Catherine's tiny nipples were instantly erect. She laid back just resting upon her elbows and that gave all the men a full on view. Andy was close enough to see her goose bumps. The milky white skin of her tits were covered in them. As was her belly and the smooth young lines of her inner thighs. Andy could also see a little camel toe where the soft fabric of her bikini bottoms were cutting into her young slit. He examined his way back up her body and had another look at her breasts. He looked up from them to meet her smile. "Definitely the best set of boobs on the beach huh, Robbie?" he grinned, looking over at the boy. Robbie was looking around at the gathering of men. They were all staring fairly blatantly. "I think we should go and get some drinks soon," he said to Catherine. "That's a good idea -- I'm really thirsty," Catherine agreed. "Could you go?" "What -- me?" Robbie complained. "Please!!!" Catherine implored sweetly. "I'll make it up to you tonight." "Really! How?' Robbie shot back with interest. "You know how - maybe!" Catherine went on leaning close for a kiss. "You better be serious this time," he said as he got up to go. He then jogged off and Andy waited until he was gone. "Do you have any lotion in your bag, Catherine? You know you can still burn when it's overcast here. You really should put some on your breasts at least." Catherine didn't answer but she found the sunscreen in her bag and took it out. She stayed sitting up and squeezed some into her hand. She rubbed her hands together and started with her arms and shoulders. She then squeezed some more and smoothed it over her belly. "Play with your nipples a bit when you do them," Andy whispered. "The guys will love that." Catherine bit down on her smile as she smoothed the sunscreen over her little boobs. She dared to look around and saw that all the men were watching. She felt herself up and squeezed her nipples while they all stared at her hands. She was in a daze and would have done anything Andy said, and she sat still while he squeezed some of the sunscreen into his hands. Andy was on his knees behind her. He massaged her shoulders for a moment then worked the oily lotion into her back. She was leaning forward with her hands stretched down to her shins. Her little tits were there and available and he smoothed his big hands up her sides and felt them without touching her nipples as yet. He leant to her ear and whispered - "they all want me to feel you up." "Do they?" Catherine uttered. "I'm pretty sure they're all hoping for it," he whispered into her other ear that time. Catherine didn't respond right away but after a moment she whispered back. "You can if you want to." Andy started at her waist and smoothed up her sides again, that time reaching around further and allowing his fingers to flay over her nipples. There were more 'ooh yeah's' and low groans from the men watching and he swept upward again and that time he felt her tits more fully. She looked back over her shoulder, arching her back and pressing herself forward against his hands, so he kissed her lips. "Come on, man -- fuck her," someone called out and that made Catherine moan as Andy kissed her again. She was completely submissive and he felt he could fuck her right there and then if he wanted to but he wasn't about to go that far. Instead he just had another little kiss and feel of her tits then he released her to lie back on his towel. "Better not let things get out of hand with all these guys watching," he whispered when she laid back beside him. "Tempting though!" "Am I really tempting?" Catherine asked sweetly. "Hell yes! Although I can think of some better options than the beach in front of a bunch of guys. Maybe a nice hotel room and satin sheets." "That sounds nice," Catherine smiled. And she also smiled up at a man walking past looking directly at her breasts. And as some of the other men were leaving they were all taking the opportunity to walk close by on their way. Catherine stayed on her back so they could have a good look at her breasts and she looked right at each of them, meeting their stares with a smile of her own. "This is fun," she said to Andy. "Well, I guess we'll have to go to the full nude beach tomorrow if you like this so much," he grinned in reply. "Really? Is there one?" "Sure! It's just around the other side of the headland. It's a bit of a hike or we could take a jet ski." "Okay," Catherine uttered softly. **** The beach was clearing quickly with the clouds darkening and threatening rain. Everyone was walking close by Catherine for a look and she never put her top back on until after Robbie got back and they were getting up to leave. She then stood facing Andy and smiling at him as he had a last look at her breasts. She covered them once then she lifted her top again, basically flashing him while following his gaze down then back up again. "Yes -- very, very tempting!" he grinned and she bit down on her smile and covered herself properly. They hurried back to the resort before the rain started. That night their parents insisted that Catherine and Robbie come out to dinner and a show with them and by the time that was done it was past midnight - which meant there was no opportunity for Robbie to get what he was promised and there was no need for Catherine to find an excuse to deny him. She would have had to find an excuse too because she didn't want to have sex with Robbie. She didn't understand that herself but the thought of being taken by a mature man was completely filling her mind, and throughout the evening she had been constantly looking across at Mr Dale. The next morning Robbie was the one leading the way around to the dock where the jet skis were. They were to meet Andy at 11am and they were there early. As far Robbie knew it was to be a bit of fun riding around jumping waves and stuff. He hadn't been told about the nude beach yet. Catherine ended up sitting on the dock talking with old George the maintenance man while Andy gave Robbie a lesson in handling a jet ski. Then the two guys were zooming around racing and carrying on for ages while Catherine leant back on her hands thrusting her boobs forward for the old man. She had her white bikini top on again and her nipples were constantly hard and poking at it. The old man was sitting beside her on the dock grinning and looking down at them. George was also looking down at her slender young thighs and the view between them when her wrap around skirt would part a little. At one point she applied sun tan lotion and he watched her smooth it over her thighs. In doing that she lifted her skirt and he had a look at her little white bikini bottoms. "Andy tells me you're heading around to the cove today," the old man said. "I don't know. Where's the cove?" Catherine asked, although she guessed it was the nude beach. George grinned. "That's where the clothing is optional and you're going to look good!" "Oh. Thank you," Catherine uttered shyly. "Andy said you went topless yesterday. Lots of men watching too." Catherine just smiled. "Wish I'd been there to see that. They look nice through your little top there." Catherine just smiled more. This guy was really old but there were some at the beach yesterday at least as ancient as him. "Can I have a look now?" the old man grinned cheekily. "No one's watching." Catherine looked around. There was no one in sight and Robbie and Andy were way in the distance. "Are you really Andy's friend?" she asked. "Yeah sure! You can trust me." Catherine bit down on her smile. "Do you promise not to touch?" Old George had a look around that time. "Yeah I promise," he said, swallowing dryly. "Okay then," Catherine uttered and she lifted her top. Her little white tits popped out the bottom and jiggled as she caught her breath. She stretched her top up with one hand and leant back on the other. The old man immediately groped her, feeling her left tit before she had a chance to wriggle away. "Hey you said you wouldn't," she giggled. He was chuckling and smiling broadly. She pulled her top down and fixed it back into place. "Well I never could be trusted," George laughed. "But are you going to take your bottoms off today as well or what?" "Yes. I think so. Are you coming with us?" "I wouldn't mind -- for an hour or so over my lunch break at least. It's going to be worth my while though?" "Maybe," Catherine teased. The jet skis were coming quick. "You're a hot little tease aren't you?" old George laughed and she just smiled in response. Andy and Robbie stayed on their skis. George got on another and told Andy he'd be coming along for an hour. "It would be safer if Catherine rides with me until you've got a bit more experience," Andy said to Robbie and he extended a hand to Catherine. She stepped onto the side of his ski and he guided her to sit in front. "Here -- you drive," he chuckled and he gave her a quick lesson as they made their way out beyond the surf. The water was glassy calm half a mile from shore and they cruised along with Robbie still playing around doing doh nuts and speeding off ahead. Andy's erection was pressing against Catherine's back. He was holding her waist and she was pressing back against him. He waited for Robbie to zoom off again and he reached up and felt her tits. She lifted her arms a little to give him full access and he massaged them and tweaked her hard little nipples. She was wearing a shoulder bag and he took that off her and put it on his own shoulder. He then undid her bikini top and took it off her, putting it into the shoulder bag. Catherine held her breath as his hands closed over her breasts again. She could feel his erection pressing against her back and her legs were tingling because of that. She looked across at the old maintenance man grinning and watching her being felt up. The hands covering her breasts then lowered back to her waist as Robbie swept around and slowed alongside again. Robbie looked across at his girlfriend's bare tits, wondering what was going on now. She met his eyes and shrugged and smiled innocently. Andy then took over control of the jet ski and headed off towards a small boat that was not far away. Robbie followed and they pulled up alongside. It was a fishing boat with half a dozen guys hanging over the rail looking at Catherine topless. She was giggling and they were whooping it up. Andy stayed there for a long while with Catherine completely exposed to them then he led off again and Robbie was left behind for a minute. Andy placed Catherine's hands back on the hand grips and spoke into her ear. "Keep going straight," he said, and he started feeling her up again and playing with her nipples. "Did you like that?" he yelled into her ear. "Do you want to do it again?" "Okay," she called back to him. There was another small boat up ahead with two old guys fishing quietly. Andy pulled alongside and said hello. They both smiled and their eyes levelled on Catherine's tits. She smiled back and sat with her arms down by her sides while they looked at her. Robbie pulled up and she met his eyes again, following them down to her bare breasts then back up as she bit down on her smile. Andy was chatting with the men and Catherine just sat there smiling and watching them stare at her breasts. "Nice of you to give your daughter a ride like that," one of them chuckled at one point, and that made her blush. Sweet Catherine at 18 Ch. 02 Andy laughed. "Well, she's too big to ride on my knee these days so this is the next best thing." He touched Catherine's waist and squeezed a little. George had pulled up, and he and the two fishermen watched Andy's hands. Catherine went all goose-bumpy and held his wrists. "Cute little nipples, eh?" he said to the other men and Catherine watched their faces and kind of pushed down as his hands lifted and felt her. She checked back over her shoulder to be sure Robbie wasn't watching. He was right there though and she blushed back at him but he zoomed off. She had pushed Andy's hands lower and he sat there fiddling with the edge of her bikini bottoms. He was just chatting and laughing with George and the two other old men. The three of them were staring at her hard nipples and looking down at her legs and her little pants. Andy had fiddled the edge of them down off her hips a bit. He was tugging at the elastic and making the front of them roll down and reveal the top of her little landing strip. Catherine's legs were straddling the jet ski so her thighs were apart and he couldn't actually pull her pants down any further. "We're heading over to the cove," Andy said, and Catherine pressed right back against his body as he hooked his two index fingers in the front and stretched down past her landing strip. He held the front of her pants down and let the old men have a look at her pussy. "Fuck yeah!" one of them groaned but Andy just laughed and then zoomed off to leave them with their mouths gaping. And he cruised around the headland to an inlet where the water calmed completely and there was a small sandy beach surrounded by cliffs of rock. There were about a dozen people - a couple of women and the rest middle aged men. The women were nude and a few of the men were too. Robbie ran after Catherine. "Hey they're nude!" he exclaimed nervously. "Yeah, this is the next level. Completely optional," Andy explained. "Have a look! She's all right isn't she?" The woman they were passing was probably only 30 or so. She looked firm and quite slim, with nice full boobs and a shaved pussy, although her legs were folded to the side modestly. Andy led to a spot where a few men were set up, and they all turned to watch. Catherine was still topless and she just smiled back at them as they looked her over. Andy stepped out of his swimmers. His cock swung free and she tried not to squeal. "Your turn," he grinned. Old George was sitting on the sand watching. Robbie was dumb struck. Catherine untied her skirt and let it go. She then took a breath and hooked her thumbs in her bikini bottoms and pulled them down. A few other men had turned to watch. There were about six all up, plus Andy and George. She stood there nude in front of them all for a moment without moving. She had shaved the night before so her slit was bald and they were all staring at it. Her legs were tingling so much they were numb but finally she was able to move again and she got down on her knees and took her towel from her bag. She then laid her towel out and bent over on her hands and knees to fix it properly. Andy had a view of her from behind and George shifted and leant around for a look as well. It was a perfectly smooth slit, bare and pink. Robbie was also just staring at it and she looked back over her shoulder at the three of them. Then she looked beyond to the other men still watching. Andy stayed on his front to conceal his erection. Robbie sat down without saying anything. He was shocked beyond arguing. Catherine was glowing. She sat down and started with the suntan lotion, rubbing it on her arms and shoulders. She smiled to herself when she started on her belly and smoothed it up over her breasts and she rubbed in a bit more than she needed to. She then did her legs, being careful to keep them together. She suddenly loved being nude in front of strangers, especially older men. It was something she had never dreamt of before but it was very exciting. Robbie was watching the other woman walking around and Andy and George were looking too. Catherine met the eyes of a man lying facing her. He was up on his elbows looking directly at her legs. She parted them slightly, bending her knees up a bit and allowing them to stray a bit. He didn't look up but his eyes widened and focused, which made her heart thump. She then swayed her knees together and then allowed them to stray a little wider apart. That time she caught George looking and she met his smile shyly. She wriggled her feet in the sand and kept her knees apart like that and let him have a look. She then met Robbie's eyes and he looked down at her pussy then back up. She just held his gaze steadily, feeling her cheeks redden and heat up with guilt. Catherine stayed resting back on her elbows with her knees apart so the men could enjoy looking at her pussy. She also enjoyed looking at them -- at their cocks. Andy rolled over after a while and she had a chance to sit there watching his rather thick looking penis swell and recede and sort of roll around like it had a mind of its own. Most of the men at the beach came by at one point or another - some more than once. And each time one would approach, Catherine would open her legs a little further to let him have a look while she would return the compliment and examine his penis and balls. Some had such huge balls and she found that fascinating -- wondering if that meant they would have a lot of semen in them. George left after an hour or so. He had overstayed and was late back from lunch. "I'm going for another ride," Robbie said after George had gone and he took his jet ski out but not too far. Andy then shifted closer to Catherine. The guys close by had moved on and no one was watching. "Now that definitely looks tempting!" he grinned, looking down between her young thighs. "Really?" Catherine said, parting her knees a little more. "Fuck yeah!" Andy groaned, glancing out to check where Robbie was and then leaning in to kiss her. He felt her up again - squeezing a tit while kissing her some more. Catherine saw a man looking over. "Someone's watching," she uttered and the guy craned his neck so she opened her legs wider for him. Andy then rubbed up her inner thigh and she spread her legs even wider but his fingers only glanced over her pussy and he didn't try to finger her. "Robbie's coming back now," she whispered to Andy and he got up off her and sat back on his towel. There were three men standing there watching and Andy smiled up at them. "Hey, guys, what's up?" They all grinned. One answered. "Thought there was going to be a show." "No -- sorry to disappoint but that's it for now." He followed their gaze down to Catherine's legs, which were still spread fairly wide. "She does look good though doesn't she?" he chuckled. The three of them were staring at her little slit. There was a dribble of lubricant glistening between the smooth pink lips. Robbie walked past them and sat down. "We have to head back and return the skis soon," Andy said. "How about we have another little ride around on the way back?" He pulled on his swimmers and the three men moved on. Catherine put her bikini bottoms on and found her top in the bag. "Do you want to put that on later?" Andy asked her. "We can stop just before we get back and fix it up then." "Okay," Catherine said. "Are we going to meet some more fishermen?" "Probably will," Andy laughed as he got on the ski behind Catherine. "You can lead the way, Robbie. Just follow the inlet there." Robbie did as he was told and Andy followed along a fair way behind. He then allowed Catherine to take over and he felt her tits, just pinching her nipples and pulling on them until she squealed. "Do you want to come up to my room tonight?" he asked her. "Okay," she said. "I'll try to sneak out after dinner." "If you do I'm going to fuck you," Andy said as he reached down and rubbed her through her bikini pants. "I'm going to fuck you hard!" "If you want to," Catherine said.