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Chapter 4 by lifesfun lifesfun

Continue towards the beach?

Sunburn Time, Baby!

Ignoring the warning of the nice family, the two of you continued towards the beach entrance, with Mike furiously typing on his phone.

"Jesus, Mike." you said.

"What? I just want to make sure everyone's as up to date as possible!"

He put his phone in his pocket right before you both breached the sand dune overlooking the beach. It was absolutely packed. The car park barely gave you a solid estimate of how many people were along the beach. For miles, it seemed, there was a sea of people. That being said, you managed to find a relatively unused area of sand suitable for a group of people. As you began to unfurl the towels and set the coolers in place, Mike's phone rang again.

"Sweet, Doug! There's a group of about 10 people coming, and Jenna's with them."

You felt like you could nearly see fireworks popping off in Mike's eyes; his cheeks were beaming with excitement, and he quickly grabbed a beer from the cooler and settled down onto the towel.

"Want one?" He gestured towards an ice-cold bottle in the cooler, before taking a sip of his own. "It's really nice on a day like this."

"Ah, why not." You said. "Let me just get beach ready." You took off your top, and instantly felt eyes on you. Not to brag or anything, but your time spent with your aunt Abby in the gym has totally paid off. Regardless of the fact that you felt your aunt's massive boners poke your ass when she spotted you in squats, you were grateful that your confidence was strong. You even caught a few girls furiously attempting to stuff their massive boners away, and laughed at the sight of a few moms who were settled down with their families trying desperately to hide their cocks.

"Jesus, Doug." Mike laughed. "Are you trying to get us both killed?" You sat down next to Mike and began drinking the beer he popped open for you.

"So, Doug." Mike said. "What should we do while we wa-"

"Excuse me!" Mike stopped mid-sentence and you both turned around to face a young redheaded girl in her early 20's struggling desperately to conceal her massive cock. She was in great shape, with rather perky C cups bursting out of her bikini. Her bottoms, also, were hanging by a thread towards concealing her girlmeat.

"Sorry, I was just wondering if you needed someone to help you put some sunscreen on. You look like you're as white as I am!" She was in front of you, with her prick nearly poking you in the face.

"I think I'm goo-" Mike began to say. "Not you." She said, coldly. "I'm talking about muscle stuff over here."

Your face felt like it got smacked by the sun. "So, cutie." She put her hands on her hips, before rubbing her bikini against your face. "Need some help?" The smell of her crotch was overpowering. A mixture of salt and musk hit your nose as she rubbed her cock against your face. "That's not just wet from the ocean, by the way." She winked.

You blushed, before looking up at her. "Thanks, I think I'm good for now. Gotta get a little bit of a tan going first."

She chuckled. "Okay! But don't come crawling to me when you look like a red lobster. I'm all lotioned up, but I need to reapply every so often. I'm over there with my friends if you fancy taking me up on that offer." She walked away, showing off her well defined ass on her way back to her friends.

"Fuck me." Mike said. "Are you just gonna be Casanova the entire time?"

You laughed. "Sorry, bud! I'm not even doing anything!" You paused, before thinking about all of Mike's friends coming. Who was Jenna? Why was he so adamant on bringing her to the beach? Why does this beer suck?

"Hey, you know what?" You said. "I'm gonna go for a walk to clear my mind. Maybe you'll even get some action before I'm back. If your friends show up or if you need anything, just send me a text and I'll walk back.

Mike chuckled. "Ok, dude. Sure you don't want a 'Help Me' whistle?"

You rolled your eyes, and got up. "Be back soon."

With that, you set off towards the rocky part of the beach crescent, about a mile on the way. Every so often, a single beachgoer, or a group of girls would catcall you.

"Hey there sexy, why don't you come over here and get stuffed!"

"I want to cum down your throat!"

"You looking for a good time, hot stuff? I and my friends will gladly show you one!"

"Nice piece of ass you got there, sexy. It would look even better stuffed full with my fat cock!"

At one point you passed by a few older moms having a barbecue that decided to give you a show. The tallest and biggest one hollered at you.

"Hey you there, boy! Come over here and get some of mama's cock milk!" She said loudly so you could hear her, right before she pulled her pants down to reveal her 16-inch long dick, fully erect and angrily pointed at you. "Yeah, that's right! You get your sweet ass over here so I can feed you some thick sausage!"

One of her friends punched her shoulder and gave you an apologetic look, though that did nothing to hide the boner in her pants.

"Sorry about that, cutie! But if you are feeling hungry and wanna grab a bite, come have some barbecue with us!"

Yeesh. Mike was right about maybe bringing that whistle. You were lost in your thoughts when a voice brought you back to reality. "Hey there." You turned your head to match the voice, and saw...

Who was there?

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