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Joe's Beach House Ch. 01

By: joehard_007



It all began innocently enough, moving into the rented beach cabin where I was working on my photography book. Unloading my boxes, I caught the sight of a dynamite blonde walking into the house next door. She was unloading some groceries from a golf cart with beach tires on it. As she walked up to her house movement caught my eye, and I noticed the cart rolling backwards. I dropped the box I was carrying and ran to try and stop the cart. Just as I reached it, I jumped in the drivers seat to push on the brake, but my left foot somehow got caught in the front tire and suddenly I was flat on my back with a cart rolling over my foot! 

"Oh, shit!" she screamed, running over to help me up. 

I glanced back to see the runaway cart rolling merrily into the street, coasting to a stop. All that panic on my part was for nothing, except a crushed foot! And it was beginning to really hurt, although I was trying to be somewhat composed in front of this beautiful girl. 

"Are you hurt?" she asked as she knelt down beside me. 

"Just my pride," I quipped. "And my foot," I admitted with a wince. 

"I'm so sorry! I just keep forgetting to set that brake, and now you are hurt!"

"Really, I'm fine," I assured her as she helped me to my feet. Unfortunately as soon as I put weight on the foot I almost fell over from the sharp stab of pain. 

"No, you are not," she said, putting her arm around me and leading me into her house. 

I was keenly aware of her tight body as she held me close helping me limp into the living room and setting me down on the sofa. She was wearing a white halter-top and bright red shorts that revealed long, tan legs. Her thin top covered a brightly colored bikini top that very nicely pushed up her beautiful breasts. I tried to act cool as she sat me on the couch, and then jogged over to the kitchen to grab some ice. She came over and gently lifted my foot onto a cushion and bent over to lightly place the ice on my foot. As she did so, I caught a great view of her tits in that bikini top. Suddenly I didn't feel quite so bad!

"Let me feel it," she said, gently pressing the foot with her hands. She applied some pressure, and asked me to move the foot and wiggle my toes. I did as she asked, and she moved the foot around. "I think it is just sprained," she announced. "But you need to keep some ice on it for a while."

Thinking that sitting there with her attention was not such a bad thing, I agreed to keep the ice on for a while. 

"Stay there and let me get you a drink," she said as she stood and smiled at me. "I'm Diane."

"Joe," I replied. 

She smiled at me and I was instantly smitten with her. She turned and walked back to the kitchen. I followed her with my eyes, looking down at her shapely ass. She opened the freezer, taking ice and putting it into a blender. Then she poured a generous amount of tequila with some mixer into the blender. "So, you are living next door?" she asked. 

"I'm just leasing it for the summer. I'm working on my book," I said. 

"Oh, you are an author? How exciting!"

"Actually, its a photography book. I'm working with a software company on their new editing software. It's really pretty geeky," I said. As she mixed the drinks, I noticed the lack of a ring on her finger, which gave me hope for the encounter.

"Wow, I love photography. You will have to show me some of your photos," she said. "What do you take pictures of?"

"My area is really portraits," I told her. "The book is on how to edit portraits to get the results people want to see."

She carried over my drink, and as she handed it to me our hands touched with just a little jump of electricity. I could have imagined it, but I thought her hand lingered for just a moment as she passed me the glass. 

"I don't want to brag, but I'm a bit of a photographer myself," she said. "I've done a couple of weddings, and shot a few senior portraits. Nothing professional, just things for friends." 

Awkward! This is the one thing that I really hate, when some suburban housewife thinks she is a pro, and wants to show me her prints. Then I have to compliment them. So of course I said, "I'd love to see some of your work."

"Oh, I'm sure you would think they are horrid!" she laughed. But she jumped up and grabbed an iPad off the coffee table and brought it over to the couch. I slid over and she sat beside me, with my foot still propped up on the cushion. The drink began to work its magic as she nestled in close to me and began to display some photos. 

Surprisingly, the photos she had were actually very good. I complimented her use of lighting and framing. We looked at several pictures, many of which featured beautiful women. She really captured the look of the subjects, which impressed me.

"These are great!" I said.

"Thank you," she said, with just a little embarrassment. "Perhaps you could give me some tips sometime."

"I'd be happy to," I said. 

"What I'd really love to learn more about is glamour photography," she said, glancing at me to catch my reaction.

The term Glamour Photography has several connotations, but of course my mind immediately jumped to the idea of nude photographs. The thought of this hot blonde taking nude erotic photos really turned me on. But I decided to play it safe, "Of course. There are some nice techniques in getting soft focus glamour shots."

"Well, I do have a few that I took of my friend," she admitted, changing directories on her photo app. She clicked a few times, then turned the screen to me to reveal an amazing shot of a girl who was in a bikini bottom, with her breasts covered by her crossed arms. The girl's tits were pushed up and very proud. My dick twitched unconsciously at the sight of such a beautiful woman on the screen.

"Wow," I said softly. I was keenly aware of her body pressed against me as she sat next to me. The next shot was the same girl, but now her hands were out to her sides, with two fingers on each hand barely covering her nipples on the full, round breasts. 

"Damn, that's hot!" I said. 

"Oh, good. I was hoping you might like it," she said. "It was a funny thing, taking such intimate pictures of my friend. But she wanted to give them to her husband, and she did not want just camera pictures."

"Well, you sure did a great job!" I said. 

"What I need is more training in the Photoshop work," she said. "Getting the skin tones just right is so tricky." She clicked to the next picture and as I had hoped the model now fully revealed her tits for the camera. They were simply gorgeous breasts, and I definitely had an erection building at this point.

"God, you really are good!" I complimented sincerely. 

"Thanks, but do you see how there are just a few blemishes here?" she zoomed in the shot right on the tits, filling the screen. She rubbed her finger over the tits, pointing to a few minor blemishes on the skin above the areola.

Quite uncomfortable now, I felt my cock really pushing against the fabric of my shorts. I shifted just a bit to relieve the pressure, which ended up with me moving closer to her. All the while she kept rubbing the tits in the photo in an almost sensual manner. 

"Well, you could do some simple skin softening tricks here to smooth it out," I said.

"Would you teach me?" she asked, leaning in just a little closer.

My head was beginning to spin lightly at this point. I was not sure if it was the alcohol, the erotic pictures, or her presence, but it was definitely having an effect on me!

"Sure, I'd be happy to," I replied, my mind racing at the potential. 

Just then the front door opened and in walked a tall dark haired man. "Diane, the cart is in the street again! Oh, hello," he said taking in the scene. 

I was suddenly really tense, being caught on the couch with what I assumed was this man's girlfriend. Diane had already pulled back putting some space between us on the couch, so I took my cue and acted innocent. 

"Tom, this is Joe, our new neighbor," Diane said. "He tried to save the cart when I forgot to set the brake, and it rolled right over his foot!"

"Oh man, are you okay?" he asked, with genuine concern.

"Just a little sore," I assured him. "It was really my fault, falling under the wheel."

He came over and shook my hand, "Thank you for trying to help!"

"I really didn't do anything," I said awkwardly. "Just managed to make an ass of myself!"

"Joe is a professional photographer," Diane said. "He is looking at my work, and he is going to give me lessons on editing." She spun around the iPad and showed it to Tom. 

I held my breath for his reaction, and was pleasantly surprised when he said, "That's great. I really like that picture." 

She turned it back and I saw that she had slyly switched to one of her more benign photos, much to my relief. 

"Who's ready for another drink?" she asked, getting up from the couch. As Diane went into the kitchen area Tom sat down in the chair across from me.

"Thanks again Joe, that was really nice of you. My sister can really be a klutz sometimes."

Sister? Hot damn! I suddenly liked this whole situation a lot more.

We sat discussing our jobs while Diane mixed margaritas. He was a realtor and supervised several rental houses on the beach. As the evening wore on, I really enjoyed their company. Diane sat next to me when she rejoined us, but maintained a safe distance this time. Tom got up to fix himself another drink while we all discussed what brought us to the beach. It turned out that Diane was down on the coast for a visit. 

"Just here for a final fling before she goes off and ties the knot," said Tom. There was suddenly an uncomfortable silence in the room, and I could feel Diane tense up. "Didn't she tell you? Diane is getting married in August. What is his name again? Mr. Limp Dick Sloan, isn't it?" Tom slurred his words as Diane fidgeted uncomfortably.

"Larry Sloan, you jackass," said Diane. She glared at him, which only made him laugh. 

I was suddenly very ready to leave. I tried out my foot and found that it was much better, so I thanked them and limped back to my house. My head still spinning from the drinks, and from the sense that I was getting into hot water with Diane and her dynamite body!

(*)(*)

Coming home, I retrieved the box that was still on the driveway, and went straight to a hot shower. As I soaped up my body I realized that I was still semi-hard from the whole encounter. Toweling off I went into the bedroom that had yet to be unpacked. As I dug out some sheets and spread the across the bed I noticed a light on in the room across the side yard. It was Diane and Tom's house.

I saw a shadow cross the room, but it was too fuzzy from the curtains to see who it was. Curtains! Damn, here I was standing naked in the room with the lights on and my curtains wide open. Of course, I did not actually have any curtains, because I never thought to buy some. After all it was just a rental, and who thinks about curtains when going to the beach?

The light went off next door, and I suddenly felt like a pervert, standing there naked in my bedroom peering into someone's windows. I went over to the door and hit the switch, casting my room into darkness. 

Grabbing a pillow, I lay on the bed, and tried not to stare into the dark room next door. It was getting me horny just thinking about Diane's hot body, knowing that it might be just across the yard through that window. 

Eventually I drifted off to sleep, visions of her body in my dreams.

(*)(*)

"Sorry about that," Diane said, standing on my porch the next morning. "Tom can be such an ass, but I guess I should have told you earlier."

"Why?" I asked, trying to be cool. "It just slipped your mind in all the excitement."

"Yeah, I guess so. I just did not want you to think I was trying to hide it from you."

Of course she had been hiding it from me! But I had to admit that there was some strong chemistry there, so I tried to play it off. "I didn't think that at all. I really enjoyed meeting you and your brother."

"Except for the foot," she laughed. 

"Right," I chuckled. 

I invited her in, and we went through the boxes onto the porch overlooking the beach. "I'd offer you coffee, but I think the box must be missing."

We chatted for awhile about the weather, the best bars in the nearby town, and the book I was writing. 

"I really want you to show me how to make smooth skin tones," she said. "Maybe tomorrow I can bring some of my pictures for you to demonstrate on."

I readily agreed, wanting to see more pictures like the ones she showed me yesterday.

She announced that she had to go, so we set a time for the next day to get together. 

(*)(*)

That night I tried to do some work on the chapter I was writing. However, I kept glancing through the living room windows to the bedroom in her house. It was driving me crazy, not knowing if that was her room or not. I did not have to wait long.

The light clicked on, and I saw the shadow cross in front of the drapes again. This time it was unmistakably female. She came right up to the window, and pulled back the curtains. It was Diane alright, perfectly framed in the window. She was wearing a tight tank top and light blue panties. She leaned toward the window; oblivious of the view she was providing me of her tits as she lifted up the window to let in the cool breeze. I kept my head pointed down at the computer, but my eyes were glued on her as she crossed back to the bed on the far wall. She sat cross-legged on the bed, and opened her laptop, casting a glow on those great tits.

I was trying not to be obvious as I looked across at her working on her bed. But my cock twitched in anticipation as I thought of her nude in that bed. 

Getting up to mix a strong drink, I was careful not to let myself glance in her direction. Did she see me? Was she even aware that I could see her perfectly? 

After sitting at my computer for a minute, I decided to test whether or not she was conscious of the situation. Shutting down my laptop, I stood up, and walked across the room towards the hall. Reaching the end of the room, I turned around to glance at the room as I switched off the lights. Just at that moment, I glanced at Diane, and was rewarded with a very slight movement of her head as she glanced down at the screen. 

I knew it! She had known! So that meant that she had opened the window in that sexy outfit on purpose. 

Feeling a little daring, I decided to play it out. I continued through the hall into the bedroom. Turning on the lights I was careful never to look in her direction. Instead I dug through the boxes that were still on the floor to find a towel. Tossing it over my shoulder I went across the hall into the bathroom, leaving the door open. That gave her a direct view into my open bathroom, but because of the doorways she could only see the sink. 

I brushed my teeth, and stole a glance in the mirror. Dianne was still at her laptop, but this time her head was up, fully looking in my direction. I knew that she could not possibly see my eyes at this distance, so I casually hung up the towel, and took off my shirt, still facing away from her. Then I slid down my shorts, leaving my briefs on as I crossed over to the shower, which was out of her view. I turned on the water, and went back to the sink. I opened the cabinet to retrieve a bar of soap, and to gather my courage.

Was I really about to do this? What if I scared her off? 

Chickening out, I crossed over to the safety of the shower before I took off my underwear. My cock sprang to life once freed from its constraints, and I knew that I would have been busted for having a woody if I supposedly did not know she was watching me!

As I stood in the warm water my hand kept moving down to stroke my rigid pole. I knew that I should not continue this game, but it felt so very good! I just loved the idea that I was turning her on, by letting her see me naked, supposedly in secret.

I shut off the water and stood dripping wet for a moment, trying to figure out how to do this. My cock was fully erect, so I had to hide it from her. But my towel was hanging by the sink, in full view! I had painted myself into a corner. So I turned back on the cold water full blast, and let it shock my poor dick into submission.

It was suitably cooled off in seconds, but not to the point of shrinkage. I only had a few seconds before it knew how I had tricked it, so I quickly stepped out still dripping wet and crossed into full view to retrieve the towel. I know she caught a good side-glance before I wrapped the towel around my body to dry off and warm up.

Then, as if nothing was out of the ordinary, I turned off the lights, and crossed into the bedroom. There I grabbed a pair of gym shorts out of my bag, and let the towel drop as I pulled them on. 

It took all my concentration not to glance out the window at her to see if she was watching me, but then I crossed to the door, and switched off the lights. 

As the room was cast into darkness I glanced slyly at her again. This time she was leaning back on her hands, with a smile on her face. I was shocked that she was so clearly watching me, unembarrassed. But then I realized that she was actually smiling at the laptop on her bed. I saw her say something to the computer, and suddenly I realized she was on Skype or video conference with someone.

I suddenly felt like a fool, streaking for her as she was chatting with her fiancé. Dumbass!

Well, the light was now off, so I knew she could not see me any longer. I propped up in the bed on a pillow and watched her chatting through the window.

I could not see the screen, since the back of the laptop was facing me. But I watched her giggle as she visited with whoever the lucky person was on the other end. She kept shaking her head no, playfully laughing as the conversation went on. 

Just then she leaned further back and put her hands at the bottom of her tank top. I felt a twinge, as I suddenly knew why she was shaking her head playfully. She was teasing the other person! As if on cue, Dianne slowly lifted up her shirt, allowing the fabric to gather up right under her tits. She rubbed one hand on her breasts, which flowed nicely under her shirt. The she laughed again and quickly lowered her top.

Oh my God! What was she doing? Surely she knew that I could see her, right? 

She playfully sat up in the bed, lifting up on her knees as she faced the screen. I was in the perfect position to see her as she slowly leaned forward and pulled the neck of her shirt down between her breasts. They clung to the white fabric, her nipples clearly erect under the shirt.

I couldn't help it; my hand stole down under the sheets to grasp my cock. I slowly slid down my shorts under the covers, and began to lightly rub the head of my penis as I stared at her beautiful body illuminated by the glow of the screen.

She laughed lightly and the sat back up. This time she slowly began to raise up her shirt, and I began to slowly stroke my cock. Not stopping at the same point as last time, she completely pulled the shirt over her breasts. Her nipples were hard and pink against her dark areola. As she pulled the shirt over her head her breasts were lifted up into two perfect orbs, the light skin contrasting nicely with her bikini tan. She tossed the shirt on the bed, and gently moved her hands down across the skin of her tits. 

My dick was warm in my hand as I slowly stroked it watching the incredible show through the window. 

She slowly cupped her breasts, her fingers brushing against her nipples as she leaned back on her knees in the bed. 

I cupped my balls, rolling them around to enjoy the sensation as I dreamed of licking those fabulous tits. Her left hand moved down as her right hand continued to rub her breasts. She slid the left hand down to her light blue panties, rubbing gently along the side, tugging down the elastic waistband just slightly. Then she shifted up on her knees and slowly moved her waist toward the screen, still fondling her tits. 


Joe's Beach House Ch. 01



My hand moved up my shaft, sending a wave of pleasure over my body as I slowly stroked up the length of my penis. 

Then she moved both hands down pulling the panties down for just a brief glimpse of her shaved pussy. I swirled my cock head in delight at the sight of that shaved glory.

Reversing directions, she pulled the sides of the panties up to stretch the fabric tight on her body. The light blue fabric slid into her pussy, clearly outlining her vagina for the camera. I could only guess what was on the screen, but I assumed that she was watching him stroke his cock just as I was stroking mine. The thought turned me on even more!

I watched in fascination as she sat back on the bed and pulled off the soaking panties. Sitting back up she was completely nude. Joining her I pushed off the covers, stroking my dick in my bed in the open window. I was sure she could not see me, but at the same time I was pretty certain she was giving me a show to enjoy. And enjoy it I did!

She began to rub her pussy, her fingers spreading her lips to reveal he clit. Licking one finger, she kept it spread with the other hand as her moistened hand slid over her clitoris. She swirled it around her face rapt with desire. Thrusting her fingers into her cunt she began to again rub her tits as she drove herself crazy. Thrusting forward she drove her fingers in and out of her pussy in wild abandon. 

She nodded at the screen, at what I could only imagine was a wildly thrusting cock about to cum. 

My own cock was on the edge by this point, and I took her cue to lick my palm to apply lubricant to my penis. I tasted my salty pre-cum on my hand before I reached back down to moisten my penis head. The sensation almost sent me over the top, but I held out to see her cum.

Her fingers were going crazy by now, her free hand twisting and pulling on her nipples. Suddenly she arched her back and moaned in the night, climaxing as she rubbed her clit. 

My dick spasmed, and I shot my load all over my chest, cum flying in waves all over my body, some even flying up over my head to crash into my headboard! 

Instantly exhausted, I watched as she fell on her back, waved at the laptop and reach over to shut the lid. Lying on her side, completely nude she smiled in satisfaction with her eyes closed. Slowly she reached up to the light switch, and just as she turned it off I thought I saw her smile at me.

(*)(*)



Joe's Beach House Ch. 02



"What about this one?" Diane asked me as she loaded a new photo on the screen. We were on my porch overlooking the beach editing some of her pictures.

I was highly conscious of the erotic images in my mind from last night's window escapade but I was determined not to mention it. I mean, what exactly do you say to something like that? But as I glanced at her body I was still able to see her nude, her hands rubbing her tits and fingering herself to orgasm.

Today Diane was in a white sheer cover-up, which barely covered the fantastic body beneath. But the clear outline of a very sexy blue bikini was almost magnified by the white cloth. I was in my standard beach shorts, and a Hawaiian shirt.

"That's an amazing shot!" I said. The screen was filled with another of Diane's friends, completely nude on a sofa. Her back was arched, her hands rubbing her pussy and her tits pointing up proudly. The girls face was a study in ecstasy.

"Oh, that was quite a shoot," Diane said. "Jenny has an amazing body, and she I took the pictures it seemed like we were making love through the camera." She glanced at me, nervous for my reaction.

"That's because you are such a good photographer," I said. "Your connection with the subject encourages her to reveal more of herself to the camera."

"Well, she certainly did!" She clicked through a few more photos, which showed Jenny in increasing stages of masturbation. Her fingers working over her shaved mound, then spreading her lips apart to rub her clit. 

My cock was growing in my shorts as I saw the erotic photos. 

"I could not believe she was doing that right there in front of me," Dianne confided. "We have known each other for years, but something about that session just really turned her on, and she just totally went wild."

"She is not the only one," I admitted as the pictures continued to get steamier. The girl now had her back arched as she masturbated with one hand, and rubbed on her tits with the other. The camera was positioned directly over her, which meant that Diane had been standing... "Wait a minute, where were you standing?"

"Oh, I had one foot on the top of the couch, and I used a chair for the other foot." she told me. She giggled, "So basically I was straddling her the whole time she was doing that under me!" 

"Damn!" I whispered, mentally picturing it in my mind. I shifted uncomfortably in my chair as my hard on grew by the second. 

Diane must have sensed my arousal, as she leaned over to whisper to me, "Just wait, there is more!" 

My cock visibly shifted in my shorts at the sexy whisper, and I knew that she could see it clearly bulging in my loose swim trunks. 

The next scene showed the model sitting up on the couch, her legs spread far apart, toes pointed and just barely touching the floor. Her arms were out to the side on the back of the couch and her head was tilted to the side slightly smiling for the camera. 

"Great symmetry," I said, trying to regain some semblance of professionalism. My mind kept racing as I realized that this hot babe next to me was the one who took all these sexy pictures! 

She clicked to the next slide and the model moved her hands down to her pussy again, only this time her legs were spread much further apart for the camera. The next picture showed a close up of the models tits. They were glistening with perspiration and the nipples were amazing! 

"Oh, God," I whispered.

"Mmmm, nice," said Diane as she clicked to the next frame. This one had the model with her fingers again exploring her vagina, and a look of rapture on her face. I noticed that this one was much closer, and I realized that Diane must have been between the model's legs to get the shot!

"It was very hot," she whispered to me, clicking to show the model who had thrust back her head and was obviously experiencing an intense orgasm. 

I glanced sideways at her, and saw her lustful look as she remembered the encounter. Her eyes were on the screen, but I knew her mind was back at the event. I glanced down and her breasts were pushed forward and her nipples were clearly defined through the bikini and sheer cover-up. 

Sensing me looking at her, she turned her head to me, and suddenly grabbed my head and kissed me deeply! She thrust her tongue deep in my mouth and accepted my hungry thrusts into hers. We kissed for what must have been minutes, but it seemed like hours. Suddenly, she pulled back and looked at me with alarm. 

"Damn, I did not mean to do that!" she exclaimed. 

"It's okay, I know," I agreed. I had not intended to kiss her either, and I already felt guilty for cheating with Larry's girlfriend. 

"You are just so fucking ...NICE!," she said. "You like the same stuff I do, and I can talk to you, and you take pictures, and you are so fucking nice! Damn you!"

"Me? I'm sorry," I said holding up my hands in mock surrender. I tried not to grin, but I was not very successful.

"You sorry son of a bitch!" she laughed and then leaned in to kiss me again.

Then she jumped up and began to unbutton he coverall. My eyes drank in her body as she let the cloth drop to the deck, revealing her tan body. Her perfect tits were pressed against the blue bikini, and her tight bikini was certainly form fitting.

"Now it is time..." she teased, "for my swim!"

Laughing she ran off the porch and down to the beach. I tore off my shirt and chased her into the surf, but she was already well ahead of me, and my sore foot was slowing me down considerably. By the time I reached her she was standing on the second sandbar, well out from the shore.

"You are certainly in good shape," I sputtered, out of breath.

"You let me win!" she teased me, splashing water in my face.

I lunged for her, and she quickly spun around out of my grasp. Then she dove under the water, and suddenly my legs were pulled out from under me and I was again sputtering in the warm gulf.

Laughing I pulled her in towards me, and this time she did not resist. Passionately I kissed her, with the waves lapping against our wet bodies. 

Reaching up, I cupped one of her breasts as she sighed and ground her body against my rock hard cock. Wasting no time I slid my hand down under the water to her waiting pussy. I rubbed over the smooth skin of her shaved mound, and slipped one finger into her cunt. She raked her fingernails across my back, squirming in ecstasy. 

Suddenly, I heard laughter and voices! 

Diane froze as well as we heard the sounds of people playing in the water nearby. We had been unaware of them as we were so focused on each other, but now we realized that a group of people were barely twenty feet away from us, splashing in the surf and swimming around. 

She spun away from me, but I reached over and pulled her back towards me, arm around her midriff as we faced the approaching group. They looked like a group of college students who were just partying at the beach. One of the girls was on a round inner tube, and several guys were pushing her back and forth as some of her friends tried valiantly to rescue her from their game of keep away. She was splashing against the guys as they grabbed for her and the other girls were jumping on the backs of the guys to keep them away from her. 

She happened to look over to us, and seeing us for the first time she gave a startled look, then erupted into laughter. She smiled and waved at us, unaware that one of the guys was splashing right behind her trying to catch her in her inner tube.

We smiled and waved right back at the brunette who shrugged as if to indicate "what can I do?" She was wearing a hot pink bikini, and had a floppy hat and sunglasses on. She held onto a beer in one hand, and as she drifted closer we could see a net floating behind her bobbing with several cans. 

"Howdy!" she called out as she reached us. "Want to help me save my beers?"

"Sure!" I called out, lightly pinching Diane's ass playfully under the water. 

Joining in the fun Diane called, "What can we do?"

"Drink up, and keep these fucking frat guys from getting their hands on my beers!" she said as she reached into the net, pulled first one, then the another beer out and tossed them to us. By this time we were only a few feet away, and we could see the guy about to reach her from behind.

"Hey, watch out!" called Diane. 

Just then the brunette spun to see the frat guy jumping out of the water with a roar, like some cross between a shark and a lion. It was hilarious! He reached up and deftly untied her bikini top at the neck, causing it to fall forward revealing a magnificent set of bronze tits! 

Diane wasted no time, promptly diving under the water, beer left floating on the surface. I must say I was much slower in my response, as I reached out to help steady the inner tube with the topless girl on it. She was laughing and seemed more concerned about losing her hat which left her breasts fully exposed. That was fine with me!

The guy was about to jump for her a second time, no doubt going for the lower string which would permanently take her top off. But as he launched from the water two things happened at once.

First, he sailed clearly to his target and grabbed the sole string, untying it as he fell back into the water. But he failed to hang onto the bikini because of the second thing; Diane had sum under the tube and had pulled off his shorts just as he jumped! 

She came up holding onto the dudes swim trunks, the girl whooping and hollering as her top flew off into the water next to me. Her fantastic tits left me no choice but to carefully grab her top and shove it into the net with the remaining cans of beer.  

"Dude! Who has my trunks?" the sputtering guy asked. By now the remaining members of the group were slowly catching up and they laughed at his misfortune. 

Diane simply smiled at him and held them up out of the water. The brunette was laughing uncontrollably as Diane threw the shorts up to her. The brunette held them demurely over her breasts, much to my disappointment, as well as the disapproval of the rest of the guys. 

"Okay, let's go to the beach," I called, taking the tube in tow and swimming towards the sand. The girl on the tube did not help me much, but she put her hand on my arm as we swam and squeezed it. I was still very conscious of the fact that she was topless, but focused on getting this group of drunk college kids to shore, while enjoying the view of her tits bouncing in the air.

We reached the sand, and everyone ran onto the beach, collapsing into the dunes. I helped drag the tube onto the shore, with Diane on the other side of the tube. She was watching me carefully as she lifted up the net with the beers in it. "Looky what I found," she called out. 

The topless brunette squealed with delight and ran over to retrieve the bikini top. Diane gave me a mock disapproving look and I just shrugged as the girl came over. She hesitated for a second, realizing that in order to put on the top she would need to lower the shorts still clutched to her chest. She finally just shrugged, took the shorts and threw them into the water close to the naked guy who was still kneeling in the surf to cover his private parts. He dashed to them, rising up out of the water fully to reveal a long dick, flopping as he ran. But my attention was devoted to the girl, who seemed to be fully aware of my gaze as she held up the bikini top to cover herself, and spun around to get Diane's assistance in tieing it. She was facing me with a look of seduction in her eyes as Diane tied the top string and then the bottom. 

Then Diane reached around with both hands and cupped the girls breasts, making them rise and then settle into the top. It only lasted a second, but it was highly erotic. Diane winked at me, and the brunette smiled a sly grin as she spun to Diane and gave her a kiss to thank her. The kiss lasted just long enough to make a promise of more, but not long enough to be too serious. Damn, I was aroused!

The group were all crashed on the beach, passing around the few luke-warm beers remaining among them. The solo naked guy came jogging up, having retrieved his shorts from the beach about two hundred yards away. 

Diane and I left the group to fend for themselves, and we walked back to my house. I was careful not to be too obvious about my hopes for picking back up where we had left off, but Diane had obviously lost the mood, so she gathered her things and got ready to leave. 

"I'll see you tomorrow?" I asked, hopefully.

"Yes, I'll come over tomorrow." 

I did not know how to take it, so I just left it at that, and decided to not think about it. Thinking about it always makes it worse!

(*)(*)

I tried to work on my book again that night, but I was too flustered. Instead I went for a walk on the beach. As I walked on to the dark beach, I saw the outline of the inner tube from the group earlier that day. I went over to retrieve it, and was surprised to see a couple laying on the ground using it for a pillow. As I approached, they raised up and I saw that it was the guy who lost his shorts, and the buxom brunette.

"Hi!" She said with a smile.

"Dude," said the guy with what was probably his best form of communicating.

"Aren't you guys cold?" I asked, since the sun had gone down and there was a distinct chill coming from the water.

"Freezing," he said. "But we left our phones, and sort of got distracted, so like we figured we would just wait for our friends to bring the jeep."

"Well, I guess you could come up to my house and warm up for a minute while you call your finds.

"Oh, that would be great!" Said the girl. I think the guy had other plans to warm her up, but he was freezing as well, so he agreed to come up to the house.

Once we arrived, I set the coffee maker up and made a pot of coffee. We chatted in the living room, with the couple huddling under a blanket. I pored three cups, and added a shot of whisky in each.

"Irish coffee!" sighed the brunette. "That hits the spot!"

They told me that they were students at a nearby university, both in their senior year. She was a media arts major, and he was a business major. I told them about my work, and she seemed to be really interested. Her name was Vicky, and his was Dane, but I just thought of him as "Dude"

"Can I see some of your work?" She asked.

I retrieved the laptop and my phone, "here, you can call your friends," I said handing the phone to the guy.

I came over to the coffee table and opened the laptop for the girl. Immediately the last image I had been working on with Diane came up, the one with the nude girl masturbating. "Oh, shit!" I exclaimed, mortified. "I'm sorry, that was a project I was working on earlier..." I just sort of stumbled around for a second, trying to close the picture.

"Wow, did you take that?" she asked, knocking my hand back from the keyboard to prevent me from changing the screen.

"Um, no I didn't," I admitted. I was not sure if I should tell her the truth, that Diane had taken the photo. "It was taken by a friend, and I'm just helping edit and color correct the image."

"Dude, she is smoking hot!" said the guy as he saw the screen while he was on the phone. He hung up and came over behind Vicky to admire the girl on the screen. "I'd do her in a second!"

"Yeah, that is about how long it would take," said Vicky, as she playfully swung her elbow back, just missing his groin.

"But it would be the best second of her life baby!" he retorted, jumping out of the way of her half-hearted swing.

Just then my phone rang, and I answered it. It was my editor calling to see how much progress I was making on the book. I motioned to the couple to be quiet as I took the phone out on the deck and spent the next few minutes making up lies about how well the book was coming along. 

But as I spoke, I was watching Vicky who was still at the computer. She was evidently browsing all the pictures, making comments about the girls in the portraits. Her boyfriend (dude!) was standing behind her also staring at the screen. I saw a definite bulge growing in his shorts as he viewed the erotic images on the screen. 

Then he glanced out the window, which probably only revealed a reflection of the room since it was dark outside. Satisfied that I was still on the phone, he slyly bent over and gently slid his hand down the top of the girl's bikini. She grabbed his hand, and playfully pulled it away, but she was still focused on the screen. Evidently the images were really turning her on.

He proceeded to cup her breast again, this time to be rewarded with a slight arching of her back as she allowed him access to her tits. I was not even listening to the editor at this point, just making "Uh hum" noises and agreeing with everything. I just stood in the shadows watching the couple as he increased his attention to her breasts, now cupping both of those huge tits from behind her. All the while she was flipping through the nude images Diane had loaded on the hard drive.

The hot pink bikini top was in danger of coming off again as Dude was rubbing the tits. His cock was sticking straight forward in his shorts, poking into the back of the kitchen chair she was sitting in. 

Then, she reached around with one hand and pulled him down as she bent over to kiss him upside down. At that point, he pushed both sides of the top down and her tits spilled over revealing the huge mounds we had seen earlier that day. They kissed for a minute, and I realized that my editor was saying he had to go, so I hung up the phone, but kept it up to my ear just pantomiming a conversation. I was confident they did not see me, but I wanted to be safe, because I sure wanted to see more of the show going on at the kitchen table!

However, I did not need to worry, because Vicky was not going to let me down. She turned in the chair sideways, facing toward me, and pulled Dude closer to her. She began to kiss his chest, working down toward his bulging cock which was making quite a tent in his swim trunks. She reached the elastic band, and gently pulled it down to reveal Dude's swollen cock. It was a good sized cock, and he thrust it into her waiting mouth as soon as it sprang free. "Dude," I heard him whisper to her as she took his penis deep in her mouth. He moaned and rocked his head back in ecstasy. Just then she twisted her head to look out the window toward me. Pulling the cock out of her mouth, she leaned her head against it and smiled in my direction! 

I was stunned, not knowing how to interpret her actions. Was it an invitation? Did she even remember that I was out there? After all, she was still pretty drunk, and sucking on a cock with her tits hanging out in a strangers kitchen was proof of that!

She whispered something to Dude, and he seemed to be lost in his own world. Then she carefully tucked his penis back into his shorts, pulled up her top, and swung back around to the laptop as if it had never happened. 

He looked bewildered, and I must admit I was confused as well. Why the sudden change of plans? My cock was semi-hard at this point, and I tried to calm it down as I began to act like I was still on the phone again. I said my goodbyes to the imaginary person on the other end just as I opened the door and re-entered the house. 

Dude was still standing there sporting a woody, which he immediately tried to hide by sitting in one of the kitchen chairs. I walked over to the table, apologizing for my absence. Sitting down at the third chair we sipped our Irish Coffee and acted as if nothing had ever happened.

Vicky was bold as she turned the screen to me to reveal an image of a girl showing off her tits to the camera. "I love this picture," she said with a smile. 

"Yeah, it is a great shot," I agreed. 

"You know, I have a few pictures like this of me, but not any that are good like this. Not professional or anything," she told me. "In fact, we even have a few pictures of the two of us having sex!"




Joe's Beach House Ch. 02



"Oh, really?" I sputtered as the whisky caught in my throat. "I'd love to see them." This time I was sincere about wanting to see her pictures!

"Yeah, but they are on my phone, so I guess you can't see any," she said with mock disappointment. 

I knew she was playing with me like a cat toying with a mouse, but I had no idea where she was headed with all this. 

"But, like I said they are not professional or anything," she repeated. "I bet you could do some real nice pro shots of us as a couple. Really romantic and hot!"

"Dude," said the guy as comprehension dawned on him. He echoed my thoughts as well with his eloquence. 

"Well, I suppose I could give it a try," I said, thinking hell yes I'll take pictures of you fucking your boyfriend!

"Oh, would you? You are the best!" she exclaimed leaning over to hug me. Just for emphasis she pushed her tits into my chest as she nearly knocked me off my chair.

Laughing, I disengaged and went over to the closet to bring out my equipment. 

"Okay, so let's do this right," I instructed. "You two go jump in the shower and get cleaned up while I set up my lights." 

"Okay," Dude exclaimed jumping up to reveal his hard on in his shorts. 

"And Dude," I said with a stern glance down at his package, "Don't do anything early in the shower. Wait for the camera."

"Oh, he will," she said as she tugged on his arm pulling him to the bathroom. 

(*)(*)

In just a few minutes I transformed the living room into a studio. I pulled out the couch into the center of the room and arranged some studio lights around it, along with my camera, several lenses.

I started to pull the curtains, but again I realized that I did not have any. I suspected that the happy couple would be too drunk to realize anything, besides they did not seem to have a problem with showing off! And I sure as hell was not passing up this opportunity.

Vicky and Dude came out, wrapped in towels, and laughing nervously. 

Her raven hair was combed back, and she was incredibly sexy with the wet look. I complimented her, "Vicky, you really look great! Just perfect for this shoot, and I'm positive you are going to love these pictures."

"I'm nervous that I won't look as good as your other models," she said. 

I took a look at her standing there wrapped in the towel with her wet hair, and her breasts bulging under the cloth, and I reassured her, "Believe me, you will be the best, and the sexiest model I have ever shot!"

Now, to tell the truth she was the only nude I had ever shot! But I certainly was not telling her that. The models in the computer were all taken by Diane, and I was just helping with the photo editing. But here was a willing subject, and I had done plenty of portraits so I felt confident that I could pull it off.

"Let's start with a few simple photos of you on the couch," I said grabbing the camera. 

I had her sit on the sofa wrapped in her towel and began a few shots of her beautiful face. She was a great subject, responding to my suggestions with enthusiasm.

"You are so beautiful," I said sincerely. She gazed into the camera and slowly began to unclasp the towel in the front. I clicked away as she opened the towel to reveal her firm breasts for my camera. They were so perfect that I concentrated on them, moving closer to get several close shots. 

I backed off as she began to open her legs to show off her pussy for me. Her pubic hair was closely shaved in a landing strip, and she slowly opened her legs as I continued to snap away. Her pussy was moist and the lighting was perfect for several great shots. 

"Damn, you are so sexy!" I said.

Evidently that was the right thing to say, as she moaned slightly and began to caress her pussy with on hand, and slid the other hand up to cup one tit. She was on the edge of the couch, her feet pointed toes down on the floor with her knees spread far apart as she began to grind against her hand in pleasure.

"Dude," whispered her partner as he stood next to me. I glanced over at him and saw him stroking his rigid cock as he watched her go at it on the couch. 

"Hey partner, slow down," I said. He did so by releasing his dick, letting it spring to freedom. 

"Come over here," she said as he slowly walked towards her as if in a teenage dream. Of course, it really was much better than any dream he ever had probably!

I repositioned to the side of the couch as he walked up to her with his cock sticking straight out. "Okay, just stand there for a second," I coached. With his large penis just inches from her face I shot several frames of his manhood. It was nicely proportioned, and had a strong vein running down the length of the shaft to his pulsing red tip. 

"That's perfect, Vicky," I said as I continued to shoot. "Now just lick the tip of his penis for me."

Her red tongue lapped out and she lightly licked his cock as I got an incredible close up of the scene. Then she slowly began to move his head past her lips as he moaned in delight.

"Okay, now stroke it," I coached. As she moved her hand up to his cock it totally blocked my view, so I slid down on the floor to shoot underneath. As I moved directly below him I realized the scene was sideways in my viewfinder. "Um, I need to move under you Dude," I said as I slid under him like a mechanic working on a car. He straddled over my lens and I had a great view of his shaved balls as she stroked and licked his shaft.

My own cock was rock hard by this point, but I did not care if they knew it. I was much too excited about the scene just inches from my camera. I has an inspiration, and I spun over on my knees and rose up under the guy to get a shot from right behind his balls with the shaft of his cock sliding into her mouth and her tongue running underneath.

I had never been that close to another guy's penis before, and it was incredibly exciting. Her saliva coated it as it glistened in the lights. But I could tell he was not going to last much longer, so I pulled back and asked them to stop.

He was not really pleased with my suggestion I could tell as he reluctantly pulled his penis out of her mouth. "Just let me get repositioned and then we will go again," I reassured him.

Walking around to the back of the couch, I leaned over her to shoot down over her as she sucked his penis. I told her to take it in her hands again, as she pulled the glistening dick into her mouth. I had a great view of her tits as she engorged his cock. 

Next, I shifted to her side as Dude began thrusting into her mouth with increased intensity. I told him "slow down," which he did (a little). She looked right at me as she sucked and stroked his cock, and I know she was aware of how much she was turning me on!

"Ok, now some more activity for you two," I said. Since I was on the couch with her, I brazenly reached over and touched her tits while giving my instruction, "Okay Dude, you can feel her tits for a minute, then I want to see you tit fuck her. Vicky, get him nice and sloppy wet!" She nodded and scooted forward on the couch, moving her tits directly into my hands as I talked. I squeezed and she gave me a wide-eyed glance that told me she was definitely feeling the excitement too!

As Dude slid his dick between her hard tits, I shot from every angle I could. She coated his cock with saliva and then he held her tits together as he thrust between them. Damn, I was so horny!

"Okay Dude, lay her back and get ready to penetrate her, but don't do it until I tell you to, okay?" He grunted in agreement, and swung her around to lie back sideways on the couch. She put one leg in the air, one on the floor as he stood with his dick ready to slide into her waiting vagina. I positioned myself right at that angle where I could get his dick, her pussy, and her tits in the shot, then I told him to slowly enter.

To his credit, Dude did as instructed, slowly entering into Vicky's pussy with his engorged member. She moaned in delight as he continued to slide in further and further until we were all amazed that he could go so deep! 

She gazed up at him with desire as he slowly reversed the movement to pull his entire dick back out of her. Then he began to slide right back inside, faster this time, increasing his tempo and increasing her moans and enjoyment. 

"Just don't cum inside of her," I told him. Other than that I really did not need to coach them at this point, just let the horny couple fuck each other's brains out while I moved in for great photos at various angles. 

He spun around on the couch to sit, and she straddled him, backwards so that she was facing me as she rode his pole up and down, her tits bouncing with each thrust. She looked directly into the camera as I took photos of that cock sliding in and out of her. Damn, she was so hot!

I contemplated ditching the camera and joining in the action, but just then Dude made a moaning sound that told us all we needed to know. Vicky glanced at me, and then quickly slid on the floor as he stood up to stroke his cock to completion right in front of her. I slid right over to catch a great side shot of his cum spraying all over her tongue and open mouth! He continued to spurt and she allowed it to drip out of her mouth down on her erect nipples. 

Finally spent, he just stood there as she sucked the last few drops of cum from his penis. 

Just then we heard a sound from the driveway, and I saw the lights of a vehicle as it turned into my drive. "Shit," Dude said as he scrambled to the bathroom to get his things. "I forgot I called them to pick us up!" 

They both scrambled to get dressed as I answered the door, telling the frat guy at the door that his friends would be right out. He just said, "Cool bro," and went back to the Jeep.

Dude ran past me to jump in the Jeep, but Vicky paused for a second pushing the door closed to block the view from the driveway as she pulled me close in to her and kissed me deeply. 

"I can't wait to see my pictures!" she whispered, with a quick grab of my still hard cock through my shorts.

(*)(*)



Joe's Beach House Ch. 03



The next day I spent all morning working on the incredible photos from the shoot with Vicky and "Dude". I had to admit, these were absolutely amazing shots, showing the couple in various erotic poses until finally Dude shot his load of cum all over Vicky and her fantastic tits. 

I had been working on the shots with a semi-hard cock all day, and still as I progressed through the series my dick would harden at each new picture. I was determined to finish the edit before I sought relief, but it was becoming more difficult with each shot. I wanted to stroke my rigid shaft as I viewed the photos and remembered the scene from the night before, but I forced myself to be disciplined. So I went on to the deck where I knew I would not be able to do anything in view of the public beach, yet I had the privacy to edit the erotic images on my laptop.

I got up to get a beer from the fridge, and was conscious of the tent in my shorts as I walked into the house, but I figured that no one would be able to see that from the beach, so I was okay. However, when I returned to the deck there was Diane sitting at the table in a hot pink bikini. She was looking at the laptop, and I tried to remember what picture was on the screen. I was embarrassed so say the least as I stood there with my dick rapidly going flaccid and my face turning red. 

"Wow," she said. "This is an incredible picture Joe." I walked over to the table to see what image she was looking at. It was a close-up of Vicki's tits with the dude's cock just touching the tip to one nipple. I remembered that I had been working on the skin tones, smoothing out the tits and the veins on the cock as it glistened with a drop of pre-cum on the tip. 

"Um, I was just, you know," damn I sounded like a fucking teenager caught looking at a porn magazine. "I'm editing."

"Why didn't you tell me that you had such great pictures?" she asked. As she said this she leaned forward and I saw more of her fantastic tits in that tight bikini. The sight of those tits next to the screen with the erotic picture of Vicki sucking a cock was enough to cause my dick to twinge in unconscious excitement. "You know Joe, you really must teach me more of your secrets!"

Just then the doorbell rang, spoiling a moment that I really did not want spoiled. "I'll be right back," I said, stepping back into the house. As I opened the door I had a feeling as to who might be there, and I was correct -- it was Vicky!

"I was just in the neighborhood, and thought I'd drop in!" she said in a sexy voice. She was wearing tight shorts and a skimpy white top with thin straps that looked to be ready to break under the weight of her tits. Her nipples were clearly visible through the shirt, and evidently she was already aroused, or she was very cold for the warm summer afternoon. 

"Hey Vicky," I said, somewhat uncomfortable. I was keenly aware that Diane was still on the patio looking at photos of Vicky and her boyfriend, and frankly I was not sure how Vicky would feel about it. I was afraid she would be mad, so I was about to tell her it was not a good time for me, but she sensed my hesitation and slid right past me into the house, brushing those great tits against my chest as she passed by. 

"Come on in," I said ironically as she walked into the living room. "Want something to drink?" I was trying to stall for time as she walked toward the patio where Diane was still sitting at the laptop. Fortunately, the screen was facing away so Vicky could not see what was on it. But clearly she did see Diane sitting at the patio table in her pink bikini.

"It's my friend from yesterday," she exclaimed, hurrying out to the patio. "HI! Remember me?"

Diane was already standing, no doubt seeing Vicky through the glass door. As she stood she casually closed the lid on the computer, much to my relief. "Of course I remember you," said Diane warmly. The girl with the lost top!" 

"That's me!" exclaimed Vicky coming around the table to give Diane a hug. 

"Diane, this is Vicky," I said. 

"And yes, I think I'd love a drink," said Vicky as she pulled up a seat at the table. 

"Me too, thanks for asking," added Diane with a cold tone. I could tell that I was going to be in trouble!

I went into the kitchen to make drinks, and watched carefully through the glass as the women talked. I had no idea what they were discussing, but I felt nervous all the same. 

Bringing the drinks out, I joined the girls at the patio table in the shade. By this time they were laughing at yesterday's escapades on the beach like they were long lost friends. "So did you and your friends finally make it home last night?" asked Diane. 

Vicky shot me a quick glance before she said, "Oh, yes. In a roundabout way. But not until late in the evening."

"Well I'm glad you made it safely. You were pretty wasted!"

"Yeah, and you know how things are when you are drunk," added Vicky. "I tend to really let myself go wild, if you know what I mean."

"Oh really?" asked Diane innocently. "What wild things did you do last night?" 

"I'm not saying!" giggled Vicky with another glance at me. "But it sure was fun!"

I was enjoying the show of the two beautiful women at the table, and I knew that they each had some idea of what the other one knew, but they continued to dance around the truth as if they were truly hiding it.

"You know Joe here has been so nice to me, he helped me and my friend out last night," Vicky said as she sipped on her drink. She went on to make up an elaborate story of her friend and her falling asleep on the sand, then waking with no phones and knocking on my cabin door late at night to ask for a ride home. While she spun the tale, Diane glanced at me knowingly. 

I was pretty sure that Diane had not seen any photo's of Vicky's face in the computer as of yet. But she certainly was no dummy, and the tits right there in front of her were clearly the same ones in the picture. But it was not until she glanced at me while Vicky was speaking that she confirmed her suspicion. I had never been a good liar, and the look on my face must have given it away as her eyes grew wide with the awareness. 

"How about another round?" asked Diane, holding up an empty glass. 

I went back inside and mixed a pitcher of Tequila Sunrises, and brought out glasses for all of us. We sat around talking about the beach, the local shops, and the girls talked about guys. As we talked and drank, the tension in my mind really drained and I realized that I was just enjoying the company of these two hot babes on a nice afternoon. They certainly seemed to enjoy each other as well. Sexual innuendos were flying as the conversation about boys turned to more graphic details. 

"You know what I hate?" asked Vicky with a slight slur at this point. 

"What's that?" replied Diane. 

"When the guy finishes so fast and then he is just - done. I mean its fun and all, but when he is done then you are just left there with no relief," Vicky said, with a friendly job towards me.

"Hey, I'm not the bad guy here!" I exclaimed. "We haven't done anything," I said to Diane in defense.

"Yeah Vicky! I know what you mean," said Diane with a stern look at me that indicated she was not buying my protestation of innocence. "They just shoot their wad, and then leave you frustrated."

"Shoot it off then go to sleep, leaving me wet and horny." added Vicky with a push against my arm. "But let me tell you something," she said in a conspiratorial voice leaning forward drunkenly. "I can take care of myself!"

"You go sister!" exclaimed Diane. "Taking care of business!" 

At this the two of them fell into each others arms laughing at my discomfort and at their triumph of taking care of business.

"Hey, I almost forgot," said Vicky in a loud voice. "My pictures!" 

Suddenly I was keenly aware of the situation. 

"Joe took some pictures of me last night, and I want to see them," slurred Vicky with her arm around Diane. 

"Well, I think you might better wait until tomorrow..." I began.

"Oh Joe, don't be so rude. Vicky wants to see her photos!" Diane objected. 

Okay, I may be a dumbass, but I suddenly grasped the possibilities present. I pulled Diane over and sat her down next to Vicky to let her control the computer. "Vicky, Diane will be our critic as she shows you the photo set. Anything she doesn't like will not make it to the final cut unless you can convince her otherwise. All the photos Diane vetoes will be deleted. Fair enough?" I asked. 

Vicky looked at Diane and seemed to take a second to consider the proposition. "Okay, I guess, but you have to let me convince you if we disagree."

"That works for me," Diane said, pulling her chair right up next to Vicky.

I was proud of the photos, and it looked as if Diane was impressed, but Vicky was simply ecstatic. She kept pointing and giggling at the various shots of her sucking and fucking. It was amazing. 

"You really made me look good," she said. 

"Damn girl, you look fantastic," complemented Diane. "Your tits look amazing! I wish mine looked that good."

"Are you kidding me?" exclaimed Vicky. "From what I saw earlier you have great tits," she said with a conspicuous look at Diane's bikini. "You know what, I bet they look better than mine," she said with a quick cup of her right tit.

"Well, we can see how they look together," added Diane with a tipsy giggle. 

I was holding my breath, waiting to see what was happening. I did not say a word out of fear that I might blow this incredible opportunity to see the two of them nude.

"Well," said Vicky with a grin, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours!" 

Diane slid back her chair and reached back to untie her bikini top. But she held it close to her chest and simply said to Vicky, "Your turn!"

Vicky pulled off her tank top to reveal a black lacy bra which pushed her tits up nicely. She reached back and unclasped the bra, loosening it, but still left it on. "On three?"

They counted together, "One, two, three!" giggling they both revealed their breasts. Vicky slid the bra off her shoulders, and Diane let her top fall forward then reached back to untie it and allow it to hit the floor.

I just stood there with a raging hard on as I saw the two sets of tits facing each other. 

"Oh, yours are much nicer than mine," exclaimed Vicky as she stared at Diane's tits.

"But yours are bigger," Diane said with a view of Vicky's breasts. "I guess we can call it a tie!"

"You know what, I don't think this is fair," pouted Vicky. "Joe is just getting a free ride here not having to show us anything."

"Yeah, Joe," interjected Diane with a grin up at me. "We have showed us ours, now we get to see yours!"

I was happy to oblige, taking off my shirt and then standing up so that my shorts were at the table level. I glanced around but the dunes hid us from most of the beach except directly in front of the patio, and that was empty. 

"Come on, no chickening out," teased Diane. 

Vicky leaned back and began to run her fingers in a circle on her nipples, "Oh Joe, you got to see so much of me, it's only fair that I get to see you," she said with a tease. 

At that sight my dick got another rush of blood, engorging it even more so that it was super hard. I pulled down on the elastic of my swim trunks. The fabric clung to my dick as I pulled the shorts downward. My cock was hung in the waist band for most of the way, but then it suddenly sprang free as I lowered the shorts to the floor. I slowly stood back up, completely naked with a raging hard on for the two topless women in front of me. 

"Ohh, that's nice!" clapped Vicky giggling in delight. I wasn't sure if she was just teasing me or if she really liked it, but then she solved my dilemma by leaning over and grabbing my cock and pulling it toward her waiting mouth. Diane slid out of her chair and knelt down in front of me as well. 

"I've never had a three-way before," squealed Vicky, her tits bouncing as she began to stroke my cock. Diane did not say a word, she just leaned forward and took one of Vicky's tits into her mouth and began to suck on it. Her head was next to my dick which Vicky was still stroking. 

It was such an erotic sight that I was afraid I might erupt early, so I pulled back for a second from Vicky's silky hands to lean down and take her left tit in my mouth, next to Diane who was sucking on the right tit. Me and Diane looked at each other as we sucked on Vicky's tits and I slid my hands across Diane's ass as we licked. She leaned over to me and gave me a deep, wet kiss as Vicky knelt down to join us.

The three of us were on our knees on the patio kissing. We were fully exposed to anyone who happened to walk by on the beach, but only for a narrow path leading directly to the beach. I suppose anyone on the dunes could have seen us as well, but for the most part we were pretty secluded. Still, having a three way in the open like that was incredibly arousing! Not to mention that I had never had a three way before, so this was a double level of excitement for me in almost every sense!

Vicky reached down to my dick and began to stroke it as Diane began to work her way down my chest. She licked my nipples while I fondled her with one hand, and I reached into Vicky's shorts with my other hand. I slipped my finger into her wet pussy as she moaned and stroked my dick.

Diane moved down to the tip of my penis which was gently moving with Vicky's strokes. She grabbed Vicky's hand to steady it, and slowly took my penis into her mouth. Her tongue ran over my tip sending sensations throughout my body. Responding I fingered Vicky even faster. 

Diane continued to lightly suck on my tip as Vicky pulled away from us. She slid over behind Diane and pulled down her bikini as Diane worked on my cock. Spreading Diane's legs apart Vicky crawled under her to lap up Diane's juices from her cunt. Diane moaned in pleasure and responded by sliding my cock deep into her mouth. 

Vicky was lying on her back underneath Diane licking on her pussy. I reached over and began to pull her shorts off, which she helped me to do. Now we were all three totally naked on my porch!

As if on cue, we all shifted positions so that I found myself on my back with Vicky giving me a blowjob. Diane straddled my face as she lowered her shaved pussy onto my lips. I thrust my tongue deep inside her as she rubbed her tits. Vicky was moving faster up and down on my shaft.

Then Vicky climbed on top of me and lowered her vagina on my dick, sliding it deep inside her. The girls began to kiss and rub each others breasts as they took me from top and bottom. 

I was frantic with pleasure as we rode out our passions on the deck. Vicky was moaning with excitement and I could tell she was ready to cum. Diane reached down to finger Vicky's clit and I increased my thrusting in her warm pussy. Vicky was riding me with her head tossed back and her hands rubbing those magnificent breasts when she climaxed. She began to loudly moan and thrash on my cock as waves of orgasm swept over her body. She finally collapsed on my chest with her head resting in Diane's lap as I continued to fill her pussy with my penis. Slowly she rolled off me and Diane rose up to nestle her face in Vicky's pulsing vagina. Diane's ass rose in the air in invitation, and I immediately took position behind her to slowly sink my dick into her pussy, wet with my saliva. 

I knew that I was getting close as I pounded Diane doggy style. Her tongue was still working on Vicky who was thrashing in multiple orgasms as the pace quickened. I reached around to finger Diane's clit as I thrust into her. 

Suddenly I felt Diane's pussy grip my penis as she went into orgasm. She moaned in pleasure as she came with my cock deep in her vagina. I was only seconds from cumming as well.

She pushed back onto me hard, preventing my dick from motion as she rode another wave of orgasm. I was right on the edge, knowing that any movement would make me cum. Her pussy clamped down on me as she slowly began to relax. She pulled off me and laid down next to Vicky, both of them moaning in delight as I knelt over them with a raging hard on, pulsing with pre-cum. 

"Shoot it on our tits," Diane whispered as she eyed my cock. I did not need any further encouragement as I stroked my dick between them. Both girls leaned up to move closer to my penis as I continued to slide my hand up and down the well lubricated shaft. 

With an amazing orgasm, my cock erupted in cum. I shot a huge load onto Diane's tits as she moaned in delight. Vicky cupped her breasts as I shot my next load into the valley between her breasts. Stream after stream of hot cum coursed out of my cock as the girls reached up to take loads on their tongues. I've never cum so much in my life! 

Finally I collapsed between the beauties, rolling onto my back. They both rolled over onto me, slippery with warm cum. The girls tongued each other as they rubbed the cum all over each other's tits. They worked up to my mouth as we all three kissed, the taste of juices and cum all mixing together in a musky, arousing sensation. 

That was an incredible encounter to be sure. But as I lay there exhausted I could not help but wonder what else was could possibly happen that summer. I can tell you, I was in for even more excitement to come!

(*)(*)



Joe's Beach House Ch. 04



I was sitting in my living room of the rented beach house, still resting after my afternoon with the two girls on the deck. Vivid, erotic images kept replaying in my mind, and I was still sporting a semi hard cock under my shorts. I tried to focus on the book I was supposed to be writing, but I kept having flashbacks to Diane and Vicky, seeing them lick on my cock, and grabbing each other's tits!

That was my only threesome, and I still could not believe it had happened. I recalled the sensation of two tongues sliding over my penis and the moans of the girls as they reached orgasm. My hand crept down to my dick, as if to see if it was still hard after the excitement! 

It certainly was pulsing! In fact, I had a rock hard erection going on from all the thoughts and memories. Diane was not available that night, already having plans to attend a workshop in a neighboring town, so I was on my own for the evening. I decided that I needed to walk it off, so I grabbed a flashlight and headed out to the beach in the dark. 

I quickly decided that the flashlight was not necessary, since the moon was so bright it was easy to see everything. It was such a warm night that I felt hot in my sweatshirt, so I took it off and stashed it with the flashlight near the path to my cabin. Stripped down to only my shorts, I felt very free and had a strong desire to strip the rest of the way down. I looked up and down the beach, but did not see anyone else in the moonlight. 

"What the hell," I thought, and went ahead taking off my shorts as well. The warm air and gentle breeze felt wonderful on my naked body. 

Boldly, I began to walk down the beach without any clothing on at all. There is something very exciting about being nude in public, even though no one was around to see me. My cock was relaxed, but about half-erect as I walked the sands. I walked into the surf, allowing the warm water to gently caress my naked body, my balls and penis swishing with the current. 

It was fantastic, but I decided that I needed to head home. So I walked, unhurried, back to my path and gathered my clothing. I just carried it, not wanting to relinquish the feeling of exposure and eroticism I was enjoying.

Keenly aware that my house lights were on, I boldly stepped on the deck completely naked. If Dianne or anyone else next door glanced over they would see me in the light, but that only added to my excitement level!

Dropping my clothing on the table, I sat down to enjoy the night air. I felt completely exposed as I sat there, my cock slowly rising in the night air. I glanced over to Diane's house, sensing motion from the corner of my eye. 

I half expected to see Diane's shapely body walking on their porch, but I was disappointed to see that the person coming on the deck was actually her brother Tom. He never looked in my direction, and since I was seated my nudity was somewhat concealed, so I just stayed seated in the shadows. He sat with a beer in hand and glanced back at the open door. Shortly, a girl appeared in the door, coming out on the deck to join him. As she came in the light I saw that it was not Diane, but she was really hot. She had on a sundress which allowed the light behind her to illuminate her shapely body, revealing curves in all the right places. I could not see her too clearly, as they were some 30 feet away, but my imagination filled in the details.

Just then I heard my phone chime, alerting me to a new text. This was awkward, since my phone was inside the house, meaning I would have to walk into the well lit living room with no curtains to shield the view from the neighbor's deck. I glanced back at the couple next door, but I could not see whether they were aware of my presence or not. It appeared that his back was turned so he was facing her as they conversed, which left her facing my direction if she happened to glance up. 

As I watched, she leaned in toward him and they began kissing. This was becoming interesting!

Just then my phone chimed again, and I feared that the passionate couple might hear it. So I slowly rose up, still nude, and calmly walked into the house to silence the device. I acted as if were perfectly normal for me to be walking into my house without a stich of clothing! Once inside I stood behind the bar to conceal myself as I retrieved the phone and read the text message.

"I have your computer. Do what I tell you and you will get it back."

What the hell!? I glanced over to the table to see that my computer was in fact missing!

This was a disaster. Not only did the computer have all Diane's photos (all of them highly erotic and personal) but it also held my book that I was in the process of writing. And perhaps the greatest loss were the photos of Vicky and "Dude" having sex! I could not believe this was happening.

"Who is this?" I texted to the mystery number.

"Do exactly what I say and you will get the computer back." The reply came.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Go in the living room."

I did, and was surprised to see that one of the table chairs was sitting in the middle of the room, with a bottle of baby oil on it.

"Now what?" I texted, becoming suspicious that this was an elaborate prank. However, I really could not take any chances, so I knew that I'd have to do whatever my "kidnapper" demanded. 

"Sit down on the chair."

"Ok, I'm sitting," I replied, moving the bottle to the floor and taking a seat on the chair. Glancing out the window, I could see the couple next door making out on the deck. She had moved into his lap, as he kissed her. It was getting hot over there, but all I could think about was recovering my computer!

"Send me a picture to prove you are doing as you are told."

Having no choice, I snapped a picture of myself it the chair. I was careful not to show my nude cock in the picture, just focusing on my chest in the chair.

"Are you naked, Joe?" I was surprised at first that they knew my name, but upon reflection it made sense. They knew everything else, and they had my personal files!

No sense lying. "Yes."

"Did you play with yourself tonight?"

"A little," I confessed.

"Do you want to play with yourself now?"

"No, I want my damn laptop!" I texted.

"Patience!" Or it will end up in the ocean!" Came the threatening reply. 

As if to prove the point, a picture appeared of my computer being held in someone's hands. I could not tell, but it sure looked like water below the computer.

"Okay," I said. "I will do whatever you say!"

"Good boy!" Came the reply. "We will have a little fun for a while, then you will get your computer back, but only if you do EXACTLY what I tell you."

"Okay."

"Put your hand on your dick."

I did so, somewhat surprised to see that I was semi hard. I hated to admit it, but this was becoming very erotic and my cock was already anticipating what might happen next.

"Pour some oil on your dick."

I reached down for the bottle of baby oil. Glancing out the window I saw the couple next door stand to move inside. I froze, not wanting my movement to catch their eyes as they walked in the house.

"NOW!" The text buzzed angrily.

Fearing the consequences of inaction, I slowly raised the oil up and poured some of the shiny stuff on my semi hard penis. The warm oil ran in little streams down my shaft and balls. It was a great feeling, and despite myself I knew I was getting an erection.

"Stroke it, Joe."

"Okay." I lowered my hand down to my dick and slowly began to stroke my shaft. I looked outside, but thankfully the couple had disappeared from the deck into the house. However, I was keenly aware that they could clearly see me if they chose to look out the window into my brightly lit living room with no curtains. 

"Go slowly, if you cum too early you will never see the computer again."

Immediately, I slowed down. My cock was now fully erect from the stimulation and I had to admit I was beginning to enjoy the activity.

"Stand up."

I hesitated, not wanting to attract attention of the neighbors with movement. "I'm standing," I replied.

"Liar!" came the reply! Suddenly my situation became much more complicated. I was aware now that the person on the other end was actually watching me. Quickly I stood up, no longer concerned about the movement or attention it might attract. 

"Joe, I'm disappointed in you. You must be punished."

"No, I'm sorry. I'm standing now!"

"Too late," came the reply. Immediately after that came a picture of my computer screen. The file system was opened, and there were three files highlighted for deletion. One was a photo from Diane, I could not tell which one. Another was one of the Vicky pics, causing me grief because I had not backed up those files! Finally, and the biggest loss of all, was Chapter 1 of my book. This would hurt.

"Please, no. I'll do whatever you say." I quickly texted.

"Too late, they are gone," came the reply, with another picture to prove the point. Additionally Chapter 2 was highlighted along with multiple photos, the curser asking "are you sure you want to delete these files?"

"NO PLEASE!" I sent.

"Will you do exactly what I tell you?"

"Yes."

"Good boy Joe. Walk outside on the porch."

Not waiting this time I proceeded to walk onto the porch, completely naked. I looked around the dunes, and across at the neighbor's house, but I could not see my culprit. They were just too well hidden wherever they were at watching my every move.

"You are not hard, Joe. Rub yourself and get it up!"

Feeling very self conscious I reached down to my limp penis and began to stroke it. The oil provided excellent lubricant, but I was having a hard time getting an erection under these conditions. 

"Walk to the beach."

Still stroking my cock, I walked down the path to the beach. I glanced, but did not see anyone who was watching me. I paid close attention to the dunes around my house. I'm not sure what I'd have done if I saw the person giving me commands, but I never caught a glimpse.

However, I was so intent on spotting my tormenter that I never saw the couple who were sitting on the beach near the end of my path. They were kissing, seated with their back to me, and I was probably ten feet away before I saw them and froze.

I immediately ducked down into a crouch, hoping that they had not spotted me. How embarrassing, walking along naked stroking my dick, covered in oil, and holding a cell phone. I'm sure they would have called the police!

"What's wrong Joe?"

"There are 2 people here!" I texted.

"How interesting!" Came the reply. "Walk back just to the dunes, and watch them. Maybe they will fuck!"

I crept back to the line of dunes, kneeling down just behind one so I could see the couple kissing on the beach. 

"Keep stroking that cock Joe"

"Okay."

"Oh, you ARE a naughty boy Joe!"

":)"

By now my cock was back to life. I slowly stroked it while watching the couple making out in the bright moonlight. He pushed her to the sand and rolled on top of her, kissing her with passion. The sound of the waves gently crashing on the beach masked any other sounds they made, and had the added bonus of concealing the vibrations of my phone.

"Stop!" The text said. Reluctantly I stopped stroking my dick and waited for the next command.

"Okay, I stopped," I replied.

He rose up to peel off his shirt, and I saw that it was Tom from next door, which explained where they had gone! I just watched the couple as my unseen director watched me kneeling down naked on the dune.

"Raise up and rub your balls"

I did as commanded, rising up on my knees and rubbing my swollen balls in the moonlight. Tom was back down kissing the girl, his hands working down to her breasts. He reached under her shirt to fondle her tits. 

As I watched him my own hand was cupping and rolling my balls. 

They rolled over with her straddling him on top. He pushed her shirt up and revealed her tits, pushing off her shirt and bra. My dick began to stream some moist pre cum from the tip of my penis. 

"Now slowly stroke that pecker," came the text. With relief I began to stroke the shaft of my penis, rubbing the juicy pre-cum into my well oiled shaft.

"Good boy! Don't cum yet!"

"K" was all I managed to type.

I was slowly stroking as I watched her pull down his shorts to reveal a rock hard cock. She slid down and grasped the dick in her hand as she lowered her mouth onto his head. I matched her movements of her mouth with my hand, feeling the intense pleasure of her blowjob in my own dick as I watched his member disappear into her mouth. 

"Stroke it faster, but don't cum!"

I complied, my hand sliding up and down my rigid pole as I watched her sucking on his penis only a few feet away from me.

Suddenly she stood up and lowered her shorts to reveal a nicely trimmed pussy. He immediately pulled her down on top of his dick, and she began to ride him in the moonlight on the beach. 

"Stop!" Came the command. This time it was much more difficult, but I pulled my hand back from my throbbing dick.

"K" I said.

She was riding him with passion as I watched from my concealed position.

"You will stand up now," said the text.

Slowly, so I wouldn't attract her attention, I rose up completely hard and naked standing in front of the couple fucking on the sand. She was facing me, but did not open her eyes as she leaned her head back and rubbed her tits as she impaled herself on his rigid cock.

"Now, jack off, Joe!"

I began to stroke my cock again while watching the incredibly erotic scene in front of me. My dick was throbbing with pleasure as she reached climax and began to thrash about on his penis inside her. I knew I was getting close as he rolled off her and stood in front of her. His dick was inches from her face as he stroked his cock, matching my own strokes. 

"Cum when he does, but not before!"

I dropped the phone in my excitement and grabbed my cock with both hands pleasuring myself as he did. Her mouth was open and awaiting his juices as she licked his penis tip. He continued to pound it as I matched his motions stroke for stroke.

Suddenly he tensed up and a stream of white cum sprayed from his dick in her open mouth. She let it dribble from her open mouth, cascading on her tits as he shot more and more on her. 

I grabbed my balls with one hand as I erupted in a mind numbing climax, spraying cum into the air in arcing streams on the sandy dune. My knees gave way and I collapsed in the sand as I continued to stroke my pulsing penis. 

My phone lit up with the text "good boy!"

"Thanks," was all I could say to the bizarre situation. Here I was covered in cum, sand, and oil, laying naked on the beach next to an unsuspecting couple who were spent from their sex on the beach.

"Go home," came the command.

Backing away in a crouch, I hurried back to my open house. I was thrilled to discover my laptop was waiting me on the kitchen table. I opened it up to see a video of my house on the screen. I clicked the play button and immediately the past hour began to unfold on the screen! It was a complete video of me naked in my house, stroking in the living room, going outside and jacking off in front of the couple on the beach. I don't know how it was shot, but even in the low light there was incredible clarity of the green night vision image of my exploits. 

"That's a copy for you," came the ominous text.

"Please don't show this to anyone!" I pleaded.

"That depends on you," replied the mystery person. "If you are a good boy it will be safe, but don't disappoint me the next time I contact you!"

"I won't," I replied, curious as to what else would be required from me and when it would happen. I had a mix of fear and arousal in my body, and I felt a tingle in my cock as I thought about what had happened. 

"Good boy, Joe!"