Chapter 1

"You have to work this summer? What a drag!" Andrea said with true horror.

"Yes-that's simply ghastly that your parents are making you take on such a ... menial job." Susie tossed her honey-colored hair back and snuck a glance at herself in the mirror beside her bed. Her mind appeared to be more occupied with her pretty face, however, than with her friend Lisa-Marie's stroke of bad luck.

Lisa-Marie sighed, her shoulders slumped down sadly with the burden of misfortune that her parents had placed upon her right before they had left for their grand three-month-long tour of France. "With your mother and me gone for so long plus no adult supervision, we decided it would be wise to give you something to do to stay out of trouble," her father had sternly informed her. "Also, since you start college next fall, we decided you should have the maturing experience of holding down a job." Lisa-Marie had listened to his words in astonishment. She had never worked a day in all of her tender eighteen years. None of her friends had ever had to work either. It wasn't fair! She was so stunned at the news that her father had arranged for her to be a hotel maid that she'd merely nodded her head stupidly. What a bummer! she thought inwardly.

"At least you'll be working at the Barnaby Resort Hotel," Andrea noted consolingly. "The cutest guys sign on there for summer work. Andrea absentmindedly adjusted her brassiere through the material of her cotton blouse. Her breasts were so large that there was no way she could get away with not corraling them in, unlike Susie and Lisa-Marie, who often went braless.

That, at least, was true. Every summer the small, though posh, resort town filled up with tourists, causing such establishments as the noble Barnaby Hotel to hire extra help-most of it in the form of delectable young men.

"The thing is, Andrea, that this is the first time my parents have gone away and left me on my own. I've known all year long that they were going to be in France this summer, and I've been looking forward to one final fling of freedom before college starts! Then they go and pull this crap on me. And my mother tries buttering me up by telling me how much they trust me and so on, but they're practically sticking me in prison with this job." She jumped up to her feet and walked over to the bedroom window. Her legs were long, shapely, and tanned and her ass was nicely contained in her bikini bottom. She put her hands on her small round hips and glared out of the window. A slight latespring breeze caused her nipples to grow erect, poking the material out saucily underneath her flimsy tee-shirt.

While Andrea and Susie maintained a respectful silence to mourn her plight, Lisa-Marie's thoughts suddenly became totally absorbed with the wondrous vision of her secret heartthrob. There was Nigel, standing in the driveway wearing nothing but a pair of cut-off jeans as he washed down the nifty little sports car his filthy-rich dad had given him. She held her breath for a moment as she drank in the delectable joy of seeing that Nigel had finally arrived back home from college for the summer. His longish, thick golden-brown hair plus his muscles and slender waist made him look like the legendary California surfer. He was a little bit on the pale side right now, but after one week in the sunshine he would look his usual sexy self.

"Susie," she said, trying to hide the excitement in her voice, "You didn't tell me that your brother was back from school. When did he get in?" Lisa-Marie strained to see the line of hair which trailed down the boy's flat belly and on into the secret joy of his shorts. She thought, That's part of his pubic hair, maybe ... Seeing the muscles in his arms ripple as he lovingly washed down the fiery-red sports car sent a tremor of lust through her. It both scared and intrigued the girl whenever she felt horny, for it was such a new and undeniably overwhelming sensation of pleasure. She didn't know what to do with these feelings as she had absolutely no experience in dealing with the sinful urges that accompanied them.

"Oh, yeah. Nigel got in last night and-get this," Susie lowered her voice. "He brought home some girl!"

"No shit!" exclaimed Andrea, who always loved a little gossip, especially if there was something dirty involved. "Where's she sleeping?"

"In one of the guest bedrooms, but I think they've been screwing at college, because she looked so sad when Mom practically ushered her in there by brute force last night." Susie idly pulled her shirt off herself, revealing her perfect champagne-glass-sized breasts. Once more her eyes darted over to the mirror as she checked out the partial profile of her high-placed bosom. "I like the idea of getting a tan on my tits again this year. Let's see if we can find a better place to go nude sunbathing this year." Last year the three girls had been spied on by a group of young and very persistent boys, as they'd sunned their naked bodies behind some boulders.

A small bolt of lightning had flashed angrily through Lisa-Marie's stomach when Susie had said he'd brought home a girl. With Nigel it was always the same-he always had a whole bevy of beauties hanging around him, waiting for his white-toothed grin. But in the past he usually waited until the tourists came flocking in, bringing their bored daughters with them. Then he'd calmly set forth and procede to entertain as many of these bored daughters as was humanly possible. It wasn't nice of him to already have a girl to attend to this summer before Lisa-Marie had a chance to try for him one more time.

"Let's go to the beach," Andrea suggested.

"Sounds good to me," answered Susie as she slipped her bikini top on over her sweet breasts. "Lisa-Marie?"

"Wha? Sure." The light-brown-haired girl pulled herself away from the tormenting sight of Nigel. There was that strange ache between her legs again. What the hell is it? She'd once asked Andrea about that weird feeling and her friend had laughed and said, "You're hard up. You need a boyfriend." Andrea was the only girl Lisa-Marie knew who had gotten laid, so the big-breasted girl was like a guru so far as sex was concerned.

Andrea had wisely already assumed they'd wind up spending such a sunny day at the beach so she'd brought her bathing suit over to her friend's house. But all Lisa-Marie had was her tee-shirt and the bottom half of her bikini.

"Oh, don't bother going home. You can just wear one of my tops," Susie said while she rummaged around in her dresser drawers.

Lisa-Marie shifted nervously from foot to foot. She didn't want to say anything but she sorely doubted that her plush, medium-sized breasts would even be able to fit into one of Susie's tops.

"Here you go," Susie said gaily as she tossed a skimpy scrap of material over towards Lisa-Marie.

The young girl caught the bikini top neatly. "Er ... thanks." She modestly retreated to the bathroom in order to change. She didn't care to have her two friends witness her trying to stuff her breasts into the ridiculously small cups of the bathing suit.

"Nigel-I adore you!" She whispered to herself when she was alone in the bathroom. She pushed open the small window and looked out to see if he was still out by his car. Yes! She watched his small butt as he hosed the suds off the gleaming red paint job. Without thinking, she reached under her teeshirt and cupped one of her firm, round breasts. When her fingers grazed her nipple, the tingling sensation increased between her legs. She ran her hand over her twin orbs. Her boobs used to be the size of Susie's until this Winter when they had suddenly swollen into very ample servings of womanliness. She and Susie used to compare their breasts a lot, but once hers had started to really grow large, she had shyly kept them hidden out of embarrassment.

Nigel leaned way over the hood of his car as he reached for a spot of foamy suds. Lisa-Marie felt her nipples grow hard as she saw the muscles twitch along his back. Today that strange humming feeling between her legs was really making her feel uncomfortable. And Andrea had mysteriously said that what she needed for relief of that feeling was a boyfriend. "Oh, Nigel!" murmured Lisa-Marie with quiet urgency. Year after year it was the same. She'd say 'hi' to him shyly and he'd practically ignore her flat-out. All she was to him was just an other one of Susie's snot-nosed friends.

In an effort to pull herself back into the wide-not always so wonderful-world of reality, she averted her gaze from the godlike form of Nigel and pulled her tee-shirt off. But then she caught a glimpse of herself in the floor-length bathroom mirror and she froze in astonishment. Is that me?, she wondered as she stared at the curvaceous womanly figure in the reflection. She already had a good start on a golden suntan this year, and her smooth skin glowed with youthful health. Her breasts were cream-colored and contrasted nicely with the brownness of her body. She lifted her breasts up partially and then let go of them. They bobbed slightly as she watched the effect in the mirror. My tits are so ... full now, she thought as she stared at the perfect round breasts which seemed to have suddenly appeared on her chest. Her erect nipples looked like sweet pink roses placed at a pleasingly upward-pointing angle on the cream-colored mounds of female flesh.

She struck a pose with her hands, lifting up her thick light-brown hair, and she batted her large, green eyes in a self-mocking display of sexuality. Ever since she had reached puberty, she had had a nice slender waist and curvy hips. Her bottom, which she pivoted to see in the reflection, was just the right size. A few months ago she had been somewhat surprised when a friend of her parents had grabbed her ass and squeezed it when she had been alone with him briefly. "You've got a good handful there, kid!" Uncle J.T. had said with a wink. Lisa-Marie remembered his words now and the sense that he was, well, attracted to her. That strange realization that Uncle J.T. (who wasn't a real blood-related uncle), someone whom she'd known all of her life, was now thinking of her in sexual terms, had excited her very much. And thinking about it now added to her already-high level of arousal.

In the mirror, her long, shapely legs finished off the picture of an extremely pretty young woman. It was as though Lisa-Marie had been given a present of a grown-up body. "This all is going to take some getting used to," she murmured to herself. On a sudden impulse, she slipped her bikini bottoms down and stroked the triangle-shaped patch of silky-brown pubic hair. "Ohh!" she exclaimed. Her touch had set off a tremor of pleasure through her. She knew that she'd already been in the bathroom a long time, but she was so captivated by the warm, glowing feeling between her legs that she couldn't stop now.

Lisa-Marie noticed a small hand-mirror on the window ledge and she went over to it and held it down so she could really get a good look at her cunt. Outside in the driveway, she saw that Nigel was now waxing his car. His strong arms glided lovingly over the red surface. She then looked down into the mirror at the tender, lightly -haired cleft of her womanhood. She could see a pink nub of flesh poking out and she touched it. "Oh my God!" she whispered as she slumped against the wall for support as a surge of hedonistic delight swept through her. She put the hand-mirror clumsily back on the window ledge and then placed her trembling fingers back into the tantalizing mystery of her cunt.

She stared out the window at the college boy's lithe body while keeping her hand cupped over her swollen clitoris. Then, she began to move her index finger trancelike around and around the little nub of pink flesh in perfect timing to Nigel's arm as he waxed his car. It scared her to be feeling so powerless before this sexual force. She knew that boys masturbated, but she didn't know that girls were also capable of self-stimulation. She honestly had no idea that what was happening to her was that she was about to experience her very first orgasm.

Nigel-I want to kiss you, she said soundlessly as she watched him. Thoughts of him holding her and touching her breasts floated sinfully through her mind. Her breathing quickened and she felt as if all of her energy was rushing down to that mad dening sensation in her cunt. She felt her finger grow wet with her juices, making it even more exciting as her touch glided swiftly over and around the hot, insistent flesh between her legs. She suddenly felt as if she were falling, and she closed her eyes as the most wonderful spasms took over her body, sending searing rushes of rapture through her veins.

She felt spent afterwards, as well she should, for she had at long last stumbled across the answer to the feelings she'd been having for the past few months. She quickly pulled her bikini panties back up, easing them carefully up into her crotch as she felt a bit sore after her successful experiment. She fastened the clasp on Susie's bikini top around her back and then leaned forward so that her breasts fell heavily into the cups. It was a ridiculously small fit, just as the young girl had feared, for Susie was still only a 32-B while Lisa-Marie had blossomed into at least a 35-C.

"Oh no!" she said aloud in dismay as she surveyed the results in the mirror. She looked like a centerfold as she stood there with her breasts practically spilling out of the bikini top. Her cleavage was very deep as her large breasts bunched up together. When she bent over, it looked as if her breasts were going to fall out of the cups at any moment. Well, at least her nipples were covered up.

She smiled ruefully and then pulled her tee-shirt back on. Just keep your shirt on, she told herself as she hurried out of the bathroom.

"You sure took your time up there," remarked Susie when Lisa-Marie finally located her friends down in the kitchen. They were eating cookies with some strange girl whom Lisa-Marie immediately identified as Nigel's college girlfriend.

"Ummm. Sorry," she said noncommittally as she reached for a cookie. At first glance, the girlfriend was disconcertingly beautiful. Lisa-Marie felt her heart drop into her stomach and she put the cookie back without even trying to take a bite out of it.

"Oops. Lisa-Marie, this is Nancy, Nigel's friend. Lisa-Marie is a friend of mine, Nancy. She's coming to the beach with us." Susie stood up and brushed some crumbs off.

"I'm pleased to meet you," said Nancy, extending her hand. Lisa-Marie shook hands briefly with the young woman and smiled.

Nancy had dark, mahogany-brown hair and an olive complexion. Her eyes were hazel and her teeth were movie-star white and even. She oozed good breeding, and Lisa-Marie felt positive that if Nigel's girlfriend were cut, she'd bleed bright-blue blood. She felt immediate and total dislike for the sophisticated woman, which went far beyond the fact that she had temporarily snagged Susie's brother. "Let's go!"

The masculine voice made Lisa-Marie jump, and she turned to see Nigel standing in the kitchen doorway. He was even more handsome up close, and his upturned, slightly arrogant mouth reminded her, as always, of a marble statue of Adonis. He exuded pure sexual magnetism. She felt her cheeks grow hot as she thought about what she had done just now, upstairs in the bathroom, as she had watched him through the window. But Nigel had his attentions elsewhere as he went over and kissed Nancy's upturned lips lightly. Then he took her by the hand and they went out the kitchen door.

"We're going to the beach with them!" inquired Lisa-Marie.

"Yeah, they're going to Huntington Beach, and I got him to say he'd give us a lift there," said Susie as she darted out the door after her brother. Susie's house was right on a private beach, but the kids had always preferred the excitement of going to Huntington as it was a public beach, meaning the possibility of meeting an interesting tourist.

It was difficult, but all three girls managed to squeeze into the back of the sports car. Andrea and Susie kept up a constant chatter as Nigel drove at breakneck speed. He exchanged a few cooing words with Nancy. The coed kept one small hand on his knee, and Lisa-Marie stared obsessively at the woman's show of possession of the most desirable bachelor in the small, posh resort town. Even though the young girl had just masturbated, she felt a resurgence of that nagging urge in her pussy that made her yearn to reach out and stroke Nigel's bare, muscular arm.

Once at Huntington Beach, Nigel impatiently extricated himself and his girlfriend from the company of his sister and her teenage friends. His eyes didn't even forcus for one split-second on Lisa-Marie. And that was just as well, for she didn't know if she could control the quiet heat of desire his proximity was causing her. She ran along after Susie and Andrea as they raced to find a good spot to put their towels on the already-crowded beach. The tourists had arrived about a week early this year, probably due to the unexpectedly good weather.

"The place is jumping!" exclaimed Susie happily. "I already see a lot of handsome guys!" Ever since the girls had been fifteen it was the same. Every summer they cruised around for 'boyfriends.' Simple necking was all any of them had done. Except for 19-year-old Andrea, who had finally gone all the way last summer. Susie didn't know this as she was too straitlaced and would have loudly disapproved. But Lisa-Marie had often made Andrea recount to her that exciting moment when she had lost her virginity:

"I was driving my parents' car around just for the hell of it one day when I noticed that this car was following me. At first I wasn't sure, because it could have just been coincidence that made it turn where I was turning, you know. I was just enjoying driving down the practically empty roads up in the hills and taking in the scenery, so I didn't pay much attention to that other car. But then I started doing some fancy doubling back and so on and, when the car continued to follow me, I started to feel weird. But then I lost the trailing car so I forgot all about it. I stopped off near a bunch of boulders and went over and sat behind one of them. It was one of the nicer days, I remember, and the sky was really blue. And I felt horny. I jumped up when I heard a car pull nearby, and I saw that it was the same car that had been following me. I was scared shitless! An older guy got out. He was wearing a white shirt and tan trousers. He was smiling and he looked kind of cute, even though he was much older-like maybe in his mid-thirties. He shouted over to me, "So I finally caught up with you!" He told me that he'd been trying to signal me back there on the road. I don't know why, but I stopped being afraid of him and I let him come on over to me. He was nice and tall, and I felt sort of dizzy standing next to him.

"He told me that he didn't have time to play games, that he had to go catch a plane. He said that he'd caught a glimpse of my face as I was driving and that he'd gotten a sudden yen to fuck me. That's just how he said it, too! I couldn't believe he had said that to me. And I don't know why, but I just ... I mean, I sort of ... wanted him all of a sudden, too. I thought,' Why not?' It seemed to be too good a thing to pass up. He was awfully cute, especially when he smiled, as he had a very slight gap between his front teeth. I don't know, he made me think of a naughty little boy-except he also was such a man. Not a kid. There was substance to his body that boys just don't have.

"I told him that I was a virgin and he said that was difficult to believe with tits as big as mine. I was wearing a tight tee-shirt that day which really emphasized them. His eyes kept dropping down to my chest as we talked, and that made me feel even more horny. He asked me how old I was-eighteen at the time-and he said, 'Legal!' when I told him. He looked at his watch and told me he only had about thirty minutes before he had to rush for the airport. Then he simply took my hand and pulled me down behind the boulder so no one could see us from the road. I was really scared but, believe me, Lisa-Marie, I just melted in his arms. Having a man hold you is the most incredible turn-on! Just before he started kissing me he told me that his name was John. At first I avoided his mouth because-well, he was so sauve, I guess I was nervous that I wouldn't please him. but he was persistent and he pushed his tongue into my mouth. He was so much better at French-kissing than the boys I'd made out with! It was different because he was doing it with ... intention. Like he knew what he wanted and he knew that he was going to get it. Anyway, at the same time he went right for my tits. He didn't even feel them through my shirt like the boys do. He just reached right up under my shirt and slipped his hand inside my bra. I could have died; it felt so good! Then he pulled my shirt up and pulled my tits out from the bra. I started to take my shirt all the way off, but he told me there wasn't enough time. I could have kicked myself for not having stopped the car sooner. Then, just like a little baby, he started to suck on my nipples. I thought it was kind of funny for the first second, but then I started to feel nuts about what he was doing to me. I started stroking his hair and his arms, and he caught my hand and put it on his cock. And it was hard in his pants. I was such a nerd that I didn't know what to do, and he had to tell me to unzip his pants and take it out. Remember that, Lisa-Marie. When you're with a guy, play with his cock. They like that.

"He had to teach me to run my hand up and down his cock. It was kind of reddish and he had several large veins that twined along it. It was thick and the tip of it felt like hot velvet. It was much larger and harder than I thought a man's penis was. And believe me, I really had my doubts that he could put that thing inside me!

"Anyway, he kept telling me over and over how great my boobs were, and then he helped me pull my pants down. He got really excited then and said he was glad he'd decided to pursue me when he'd spotted me on the road. He made me lie down, put my knees up, and spread my legs apart. Then he started to lick at my cunt and that's when I started trembling. He got me so aroused that I even started playing with my breasts, you know, lifting them up and licking my nipples with my tongue. My hips started moving and I couldn't stop them. He held onto them and I couldn't help moaning when I felt him insert the tip of his tongue up my pussy. He asked me if I felt ready and I said 'Yes!', making him laugh, I guess, because I sounded so exuberant. He got on top of me and positioned the tip of his cock so that it started to move up inside me. But then it stopped being able to go any farther and it hurt me! I started whimpering and he said, 'Damn!', that he'd forgotten I was a virgin. He told me to hang on, that it would be over with in a flash and then it would feel good again. I just told him to hurry and get it over with as I was so tired of being a virgin. It was just one quick pain. Don't be scared when your time comes, Lisa-Marie. It's not that bad.

"When he broke through, he stayed still for a little while. He told me that he was giving me time to adjust to him. And the horniness returned in no time at all. It felt incredible to have a man on top of me at long last, and it was even better than I'd imagined to have a thick cock inside me! He started to fuck me and I wrapped my legs around his back, just like I'd read in a book. He told me not to just lie there but to try and move also so that I'd get the maximum stimulation from his cock. I could feel his heart pounding in his chest. It was all so exciting, especially seeing how much I'd aroused him. It was neat thinking that my body had turned him on as much as his body had turned me on. I could feel his cock touching the top of my cunt every time he thrust himself up inside me. We both were sweating a lot and our stomachs slapped together every once in a while. If I hadn't felt so caught up in how good he was making me feel, I would have laughed. And then I came! I had an orgasm from my first fuck! I take that as an omen that I'm going to have a good sex life. Whatever you do, Lisa-Marie, don't wait too long before you fuck a guy. Orgasms are even better than everyone says they are! Jesus, it was intense. When he came, he pulled his cock out of me and his white sperm came bursting out on my stomach and on my pubic hair. He told me later on that he'd done that so as not to take any chances on knocking me up. I'm so glad that John wanted to fuck me! I can't wait until I get laid again. Hopefully, it'll be this summer. I'll make it happen!"

Lisa-Marie thought about Andrea's experience as she sat on her towel and scanned the beach discreetly to see where Nigel and his girlfriend were. The sun was so hot that she felt beads of sweat starting to well up on her back. Both Andrea and Susie took their shirts off in order to sun themselves in their bikinis, but Lisa-Marie steadfastly kept her tee-shirt on as she was ever mindful of the too-small bathing-suit top she was wearing.

"I'm going into the water," announced Susie, and the luscious blonde proceeded to pick her way through the spread-out towels of sunbathers. She had a slight, graceful figure and, with her pretty face, she could have easily been a model. Like her brother, she bore a slightly arrogant expression on her face which made her look both regal and hopelessly snobbish. Heads tuned as the young girl walked somewhat self-consciously towards the deep blue Atlantic Ocean.

Andrea sat up and hugged her large knockers to her knees. She was showing quite a bit of cleavage in her bikini, but that wasn't difficult for her as her breasts were in the 44-DD region. Lisa-Marie glanced at her friend's huge tits. She shows off a lot of breast and yet she doesn't seem to be embarrassed about it. Why do I have to feel weird because my breasts have gotten bigger!, she wondered as she felt a bead of perspiration move itchily down her back.

"This summer I'm going to get as much action as possible," promised Andrea as soon as Susie was out of earshot. Her blue eyes held a lascivious twinkle in them and she laughed earthily. She was a big-boned girl with large, firm legs. Her dark brown hair hung to her waist, and her lips and cheeks were very pink. She sported strong eyebrows and she had thick, dark eyelashes. She laughed again.

"You really have it bad for Nigel, huh?"

Lisa-Marie stared at her friend's face apprehensively. She could trust her. "Is it that obvious?"

"Well, it is to me, but that's just because I'm horny all of the time so I guess I can spot someone else's horniness. He's kind of an asshole, but he's cute, too. The trouble with him and Susie, though, is that they think of family trees first and personalities second. But maybe he's a good lay." As she spoke, Andrea's eyes followed first one boy and then another as they walked along the beach.

"Well, I won't know this summer since he's brought Nancy home from the university. She's gorgeous." Lisa-Marie pulled at the neck of her tee-shirt and blew some air down the front to try to cool herself off.

"Nancy's another stuck-up bitch. Besides, you look like you've gotten stacked lately. You haven't been wearing a padded bra, have you? You shouldn't, you know, 'cause what do you say to a guy when he wants a little tit and then-surprise! that's what he gets, a little tit. Aren't you boiling? Why don't you take that tee-shirt off."

Lisa-Marie hesitated and then said, "Well ... tell me if I look too obscene, okay?" And she shed the sweaty tee-shirt and then sat there grimacing like she was totally naked out in public.

"Wow! You've got great jugs!" exclaimed Andrea enthusiastically. "How come you've been hiding them?"

Lisa-Marie shrugged and smiled. The feel of a warm summer breeze on her half-naked bosom was very pleasant. "I'm just trying to get used to being so heavy on top, I suppose."

Andrea nodded sagely. She knew what her friend meant. She got up. "Come on. Let's go swim. I can feel my skin sizzling." Her voice held a calculating note in it which Lisa-Marie didn't understand, but she followed Andrea without question.

The water felt wonderfully cool as it slapped up against the light-brown-haired girl's knees. She closed her eyes and dove into an approaching wave. She struggled to keep track of Andrea's head as her friend swam out towards a large moored raft. She saw Andrea hoist herself up onto the raft and settle down among the few people that were already on it. Lisa-Marie wasn't as strong a swimmer as her dark-haired friend so it took her several minutes longer to reach the raft. She shook her head to get the salt water out of her eyes as she climbed the small ladder up onto the raft.

"Thought you'd never get here," quipped Andrea.

"Ah, shaddup," answered Lisa-Marie good-naturedly. She positioned herself beside Andrea and pushed her wet, shoulder-length hair away from her face.

"So," Andrea said as she resumed a conversation she had apparently been having, "How many more years of school do you have left before you graduate and become an official adult?"

"Um ... one more of undergrad and then a year in Europe and then two years of grad school," said a strangely familiar voice.

Lisa-Marie looked over and, luckily, since she was still slightly winded from her swim, she didn't actually gasp when she saw that Nigel was sitting on the other side of Andrea, his arm loosely draped around Nancy's shoulders. But her heart did skip a beat or two and she quickly averted her eyes and looked back towards the beach. What a little conniver Andrea was! She must have spotted Nigel out here and then led her love-struck friend to him. But what had really sent Lisa-Marie's blood racing was the fact that Nigel's steel-blue eyes had been looking very hard right at her as he had answered Andrea's question. And, unless she'd been mistaken, there had been a gleam of interest in his eyes. Lisa-Marie hardly dared hope that there was!

Andrea continued to chatter, " ... and we really appreciate the ride out to Huntington, don't we, Lisa-Marie?"

"Oh, yes, yes. Thanks," said Lisa-Marie, glancing up at the young Adonis. She shifted about, pretending to occupy herself with getting comfortable. A big wave came along, rocking the raft, and causing the young girl to wildly reach out to steady herself. She could feel her breasts firmly bouncing during her brief struggle.

"How do you like it here in Huntington?" Andrea asked a very bored-looking Nancy.

"Oh ... it's very quaint. Doesn't look as if there's much to do for excitement, though. Darling," said the coed, turning her charm on to Nigel, "I'll have to bring you up to my parents' house in Rhode Island sometime. You'll just love it there! The very best of poeple summer there."

Lisa-Marie's curiosity got the better of her shyness and she peered over at her heartthrob's girlfriend. Nancy had on the most incredibly skimpy yellow bikini. The thin material showed the dark spots where the young woman's nipples were. She had small, baseball-sized breasts that were positioned far apart on her chest. There wasn't a spare ounce of fat on her very tanned olive skin. The light-brown-haired girl sat up taller and further discerned that the woman's pubic hair could also be seen through her bikini bottoms. Nigel had his head inclined in Nancy's direction to hear her words, so Lisa-Marie stole the opportunity to check out his swimming trunks. Even though he wasn't wearing a pair of tight shorts, she could see the delicious bulge where his very experienced cock was. Just last summer alone, Lisa Marie had counted at least fifteen different girl's she had seen him with. And if he had scored with even half of them....

"Oh, I've been all up and down the coast of Rhode Island and I didn't find anyplace that could hold a candle to Huntington," said Andrea cheer fully. "It's too anal-retentive up there."

A small bark of laughter escaped from Lisa-Marie and she quickly put her hand up to her mouth. Her eyes locked with Nigel's and he actually deigned to give her the beginnings of his award-winning smile. Then, with the slightest shift of his eyes, he looked directly at her full, round breasts as they strained to escape from the confines of his sister's borrowed bikini top.

"Obviously you didn't go to my parents' beach. It's private, you know," said Nancy in a stuffy tone.

"I find private beaches to be very dull," answered Andrea flatly. She leaned back on her elbow and continued the bitchy conversation with Nancy, who likewise leaned back behind Nigel, who continued to sit straight up.

Lisa-Marie felt very awkward as Nigel's eyes swept over her entire body before coming back to her face. A becoming blush pinkened her cheeks and she wondered half-hysterically if it was obvious that she was feeling somewhat aroused by the muscular boy. "Nice view, isn't it?" she said abruptly as she looked around the bay.

"'very nice," he drawled with a hint of flirtation in his voice. He smiled again, but this time there seemed to be something calculating in his eyes which somewhat frightened the girl in an exciting kind of way.

"You're Lisa-Marie, right?" he asked, again daring to look into the beckoning depths of her naked cleavage.

"Yes," she answered, curbing her impulse to cover her breasts with her hands.

"Nice to see you again," he drawled, and again there was a teasing, sexually-laced threat in his voice which said much more to her than his words did...." bloodlines and the Social Directory are just all Bourgeois crap to me," murmured Andrea to her hidden adversary.

Suddenly, with absolutely no warning, Nigel slid off the raft into the blue ocean. He immediately began swimming rapidly towards the beach.

"Well! Of all the...! Nigel! Nigel!" Nancy sputtered, springing to her feet. "What's he doing? Why did he leave without saying anything?"

"I dunno," said Andrea lazily as she lay down on her back to sun herself, her massive breasts spilling out heavily over her arms.

Lisa-Marie shrugged and then turned her head away to hide a tiny smile of victory. She had managed to catch a quick glimpse of the boy's crotch just before he had departed, and she had discerned that the bulge of his cock had swollen remarkably during the course of their short conversation.