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Down in the Dunes

(Mff)

Robbie laid on his beach towel and watched with interest as two young girls stopped less than 20 yards away. Carefully, he positioned the camera under his shirt, which had been placed in a heap in front of him, and got ready to shoot.

He had been on the beach for around thirty minutes already, but had yet to shoot a single frame. It was only 10 o'clock, and he knew it would be another couple of hours before the early June sunshine tempted out the tourists in greater numbers. But now, he thought, these two beauties are enough to keep me occupied for a while.

He watched through his sunglasses as the two girls carefully laid out their towels on the sand. One of them -- a cute little blonde with a ponytail that poked through the back of her baseball cap -- had already stripped down to her bikini, revealing the shapely outline of her prominent chest. Robbie placed one hand under the shirt, double checked that the lens wasn't obscured, and gently pushed the shutter release button. Snap.

A little rush of adrenaline coursed through his body. He knew this was a risky business -- especially when the girls were in their teens -- but he thought the risk was more than worthwhile.

At 21 years old, he was a total nerd at heart. He had never had a girlfriend, and the closest he had ever got to having sex was wanking off in front of the computer screen.

But regular porn got boring after a while, and what he really liked was the candid stuff. He had a huge collection of downloaded beach pictures, secretly taken by a worldwide band of dedicated photographers. He had also joined a number of web forums, where the pictures were free to download, but which also had busy forums where the photographers gathered to discuss equipment and techniques.

He soon learned that this secret photo stuff was a challenging business, and that getting the perfect picture was an art that needed a lot of practice and skill. Soon, he became eager to try for himself, and not long after joining the forums he purchased a compact digital camera with the intent of photographing bathing beauties without their knowledge.

At first, he yearned to be on the continent, where sunbathers had no reservations about being topless, or even nude. But he soon came to realise that his local public beach may not have been the C te d'Azur or the Costa del Sol, but it still had its fair share of gorgeous females -- like the two in front of him.

In almost 45 minutes, Robbie took over 50 pictures. He was never sure how they would work until he got back into the safety of his flat, but he felt confident that this time he had taken some real good'uns. Both girls were wearing skimpy bikinis -- the type that tied together with bits of string -- and both girls were always on the move, rearranging their towels, applying sun lotion and taking regular dips in the sea. One of his biggest peeves was when a really fit bird sat near him, but then didn't move for hours on end. He just had to shoot the same damn picture over and over again -- it was so frustrating!

But this time, he had plenty to work with. Blonde bends over to straighten towel. Snap. Brunette rubs sun lotion on inside of thighs. Snap. Both girls jump up and down in the surf. Snap. Nipple-slip as wave dislodges Blonde's bikini top. Bingo!  Robbie could hardly wait for the girls to get dressed and leave -- then he could get the pictures uploaded to the web and start basking in the collective glory of his fellow candid-connoisseurs.

But then something unusual happened...

The two girls had just been frolicking in the sea, and were sitting with their backs to Robbie. Suddenly, they both got up and walked the twenty or so paces to where he was sitting.

"Hi," said the brunette. "Can we join you?"

"Uh, hi," said Robbie. "Sure."

The girls sat down on the sand in front of Robbie, forcing him to hastily ensure that the camera was fully covered and out of sight.

"I'm Chayla," said the brunette. "And that's Emma."

"Robbie... Nice to meet you," he said.

Robbie was not expecting this. It had never happened before, and he wasn't sure if it was good or very, very bad.

"So what are you girls up to?" he asked, trying to keep his voice as casual possible.

"Just hanging out," said Chayla.

"No school today?  How old are you anyway?"

"Fifteen," they both said in unison. "We got the day off. Teacher training day," said Emma.

"Oh, cool," said Robbie. He was in unfamiliar territory -- talking to pretty girls! -- and not sure how to proceed.

"Hey, can we see your camera?" asked Emma.

Robbie's heart froze. "What camera?" he said. "I don't have a camera."

In an instant, Emma's hand shot under the shirt and came out holding the camera. Robbie made a grab for it, but was too slow, and Emma rolled backwards in the sand laughing.

Robbie tried to stay calm. There were no rules against bringing a camera to the beach, and as long as she didn't look at the pictures already on the memory card, he would be in the clear. "Oh, that camera," he said.

"Been a naughty boy, have you?" said Chayla, teasingly.

"I don't know what you mean. That's not even mine," said Robbie. "I'm just looking after it for a friend."

Both girls started laughing again, this time more loudly, and Robbie started to worry that some of the other beach-goers would take notice. In the past half hour, a number of other people had settled nearby, and Robbie didn't want any more attention focused on him and the camera.

Emma pointed the camera at Robbie and took a photo. Snap. Then she took one of Chayla, who stuck out her tongue and made a V gesture with her fingers. Snap. Finally, she turned the camera on herself and puckered up her lips before pushing the button. Snap.

"How do we see what I took?" she asked.

Uh-oh, thought Robbie, this is not good. "I don't know. It's not mine."

She gave the camera to Chayla, who began pushing the small buttons next to the LCD display. Robbie began to shift position, seriously considering leaving the camera behind and making a dash for it. He hadn't cleared the memory for months, and the card contained hundreds -- maybe thousands -- of photos of women. Of all ages, and all in their swimwear.

But something kept him there. The camera also contained personal photos of him and his family. He lived in a small town, and he would be easily traceable if the girls handed it in to anyone. He couldn't face the possibility of anyone  - most of all his family -  finding out what he got up to on the beach. He needed that camera back.

"Aw, that's a cute one!" said Chayla, showing Emma the self-portrait she had just taken. "And that one. And that one," she said, pointing the screen in Robbie's direction.

Then she pressed the scroll button again. Her eyebrows lifted and she made an over-exaggerated expression of mock-horror. Robbie couldn't see the screen, but he knew it showed the two girls in the sea, their backs to the camera and their pert arses in the centre of the frame.

"Ooh, sexy!" said Chayla. "You should've asked. We'd have posed for you!"

Robbie just sat there, not saying a word. He had expected the girls to be disgusted and report him to the lifeguard -- or even the police -- but their reaction was surprising, to say the least.

Chayla handed the camera back to Emma, who continued scrolling through the pictures.  Mmm, nice tits! 

"Like 'em young, do you?" said Emma, spinning the camera around for Robbie to see.

On screen was a girl -- maybe 12 or 13 -- with short brown hair, wearing a skimpy pink bikini, including a thong that rode up between her arse cheeks. She was on the lower end of Robbie's preferred age range, but when he had been photographing her a week earlier, she had given him such a hard-on he couldn't resist getting her on camera.

"Girls..." said Robbie, completely stuck for words. "Can I have it back please?  I'll delete all the pictures..."

"Oh, okay," said Emma, holding out the camera.

But as Robbie reached out to take it, Emma whipped her hand away and both girls erupted in another fit of giggles. Then Emma turned away for a moment, before turning back again and handing the camera to Robbie.

Robbie was confused, but felt a palpable relief wash through his body. He could now get the hell out of there and away from the danger of being labeled a pervert.

"Thank you," he said. "Now I have to go."

"But hang on a minute!" said Emma. "Won't you be wanting this?"

She was holding up the small memory card that contained all his pictures. His heart sank again, and he held out his hand for the thumbnail sized piece of plastic. He considered making a grab for it, but figured that any commotion would draw too much unwanted attention. He just stood there, with the hot sun beating down on his back, hoping.

Emma looked at Robbie and then turned to Chayla. "Shall I?"

"Where's the fun in that?" said Chayla.

"You're right," said Emma, and tossed the card to Chayla.

Chayla caught it in one hand and smiled, before slipping the card into her bikini bottoms. She pointed one finger down towards her groin and said, "You want it?  You better come and get it!"

Both girls descended into a fit of giggles and started jogging slowly down the beach. Robbie didn't know what do. He could either cut his losses and leave -- and just hope that the photos never came back to bite him on the arse -- or he could go after the girls and try to somehow salvage the situation.

After a few moments, he made up his mind and started after the girls. They were heading along the coast and into the area where the beach gave way to a large bank of sand dunes.

As the girls climbed the first of the dunes, they disappeared amongst a forest of overgrown grasses and reeds. The sunbathers and tourists were now out of earshot, so Robbie yelled for the girls to wait.

He pushed his way through the reeds and clambered up a steep sand bank, before slipping at the top and sliding down into a secluded valley. At the bottom were Emma and Chayla, laying on their back, propped up on their elbows and breathing heavily.

"Nice of you to drop by," said Chayla. "I suppose you want your memory card back?"

Robbie nodded. He was out of breath, and slightly winded by his fall.

"Then come and take it."

Chayla opened her legs wide apart and ran her hands up and down the inside of her smooth thighs. Robbie's dick sprang up inside his shorts, but he remained still, trying his best to look cool and collected.

Emma shifted closer to her friend and placed her hand on the outside of Chayla's bikini bottoms. She used her middle finger to trace the outline of Chayla's slit and looked at Robbie, daring him to come nearer. "It's right here," she said. "You want it, don't you?"

"You're too young," he said, hardly able to get his words out.

"But you like 'em young. I saw the pictures."  Both girls leaned closer together and began kissing passionately. Emma had her hand pressed firmly in between Chayla's legs, and she pushed her tongue deep inside her mouth.

Robbie could resist no longer. His dick was throbbing in his shorts and the sight of the two nubile teens snogging in the sand pushed him over the edge. He crawled closer to Chayla and positioned himself at her side, touching her small tit through the fabric of her top.

Compared to Emma, Chayla's boobs were tiny, but Robbie could clearly see the outline of her hard nipples through the white bikini top.

Chayla turned to kiss Robbie, sucking his lips and probing the inside of his mouth with her tongue. He groaned inwardly, squeezing her little breast and pushing up her top so he could get a better feel. Once her tit was exposed, he bent downwards, kissing her chest and taking her puffy nipple in his mouth.

Chayla grabbed his light brown hair, pushing his head down as he ran his tongue over her pink teat.

"Mmm," she moaned, making a grab for one of Emma's tits with her spare hand. "Suck it, that's good."

Chayla rolled over slightly, allowing Emma to pull the string that tied around her back. In an instant, her bikini top was off. Emma also cast aside her own top, and both girls were suddenly topless and caressing each other's boobs.

Robbie clambered over Chayla and got in between the two girls. He was eager to touch Emma's tits, which were bigger and bouncier than those of her friend.

"Fucking beautiful," he said, burying his face in between her tits.

He put his hand down Emma's knickers, feeling the velvety texture of a hairy fanny for the first time in his life. He had thought that most girls went for the clean-shaven look, but was pleasantly surprised to feel that Emma had retained a considerable amount of bush.

"Wanna see my cunt?" she whispered.

Robbie nodded eagerly, and Emma duly obliged by pushing down her bikini briefs, giving him full access to her beautiful vagina.

Emma leaned back, spreading her legs and showing off her full glory. Robbie slowly lowered his head and carefully put his lips to her hairy outer flaps. He sucked and licked at her labia, before slipping his index finger into her moist slit.

She groaned softly, grinding her arse deeper into the sand. "Mmm, lick it. Lick me."

Robbie did as she asked, pushing his tongue deeper into her fanny and lapping at her beautifully aromatic juices.

"Don't forget me," said Chayla, coming from behind Robbie and pressing her tits against his back. He turned, reluctant to stop eating Emma's pussy, and saw that Chayla had also taken off her bikini bottoms.

She had found the camera's memory card and had slotted it back into place. Emma smiled, fingering her own clitoris as Chayla snapped a photo.

"Don't you want to kiss my cunt as well?" she asked.

Robbie needed no second invitation and scooted over, burying his head in between her legs. Like Emma, she had a mound of hair above her fanny, and it tickled his face as he sucked on her outer lips.

He heard Emma reel off a few more shots, but soon felt her tug at his shorts and pull them down. His rigid dick sprung upwards, and he moaned loudly as Emma grabbed its base and started pumping it vigorously.

He fell sideways and landed on his back -- his dick pointed straight up in the air.

"Wow," said Chayla. "You're a biggun'."

Robbie smiled inwardly, proud of their reaction to his nine inch member.

Both Emma and Chayla crawled closer, pulling his shorts all the way off. They both lowered their heads to his cock, and began to plant kisses along its hot shaft. "Oh fuck," he moaned, as Chayla licked its bulbous head, which was already slick with pre-cum.

Emma fondled his balls and pushed Chayla out of the way, taking his entire length in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on his cock for a few times before Chayla pushed back, straddling Robbie and carefully guiding his dick into her warm opening.

"Ungh," he moaned, unable to believe what was happening. Losing my virginity at last, he thought -- in between some sand dunes with two 15 year old nymphos I don't even know!

Chayla bounced up and down on his dick, and he fondled her small boobs while she did. He was partially aware of Emma taking photos, but then she climbed across his face and gently lowered her cunt to just within eating distance.

Robbie lifted his face and stuck out his tongue, running it along her pink slit. She then got up and pushed Chayla off his dick.

"My turn," she said.

Chayla gave way, and Emma took her place, kissing the tip of Robbie's throbbing penis before planting it inside her vagina.

This time, Robbie couldn't hold out for long and shot his warm, sticky load into Emma's hole. He groaned, grinding his shaft deeper into her, pushing it in as far as it would go, before shooting another spurt into her cunt.

Emma virtually staggered backwards, falling off Robbie's dick and into the soft sand. For her final , she took his still erect member in her mouth and licked it clean, hungrily mopping up his cum. Before she finished, though, Robbie's shaft twitched for one final time and he deposited another sticky load on to the back of her tongue.

Robbie lay gasping for air on the sand, his heart racing, and watched Emma lay back and raise her crotch into the air.

Chayla, who had been quietly fingering herself, crawled over and placed her hands under Emma's pert arse. Then, Robbie watched in amazement as Emma's cunt began to ooze a sticky white liquid.

Chayla lowered her face to Emma's fanny and began to lick up the spunk, spreading it all over her face in the process. "God, that's good," she said when every last drop had been cleaned up.

Chayla emerged from between Emma's legs with a shiny, translucent mess all over her cheeks and nose. When Emma saw it, she laughed loudly and grabbed the camera to take a photo.

Snap. "A souvenir for you," she said to Robbie with a smile. "So you don't forget us."

"Not gonna forget that for a while," he said, as Emma proceeded to clean the drying spunk off Chayla's face with her tongue.

Robbie picked up the camera and took one last shot of the girls, naked and smiling as they gave each other one final kiss. Then they took their bikinis, shook out the sand, and put them on.

"We'd better be going," said Emma. "Thanks for the fuck."

Robbie smiled and watched as the girls climbed up the dune and disappeared back towards the beach. "No, thank you." he said quietly to himself.

He stayed there for a few more minutes, looking at the photos and stroking his dick in the shade of the dune. He orgasmed again, less powerfully than before, and put on his shorts before clambering back through the reeds.

The beach had got busier and was now humming with activity. Kids yelped and squealed as they played in the sea, and others laughed and chatted as they bathed in the sun.

Robbie looked around, but saw no sign of the girls. He somehow knew that he would never see them again, but at that moment he didn't care. He was the happiest guy on Earth.

The End

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