We were walking near the shoreline along a sandy trail. It was summer and my family was staying at a rented house in a town on the Texas coast. Janie was a girl I met the first day we were there. She was short pixie of a raven haired girl. She was staying the next house over from us. She was the same age as me.
This was the first summer after I started college and I was on vacation from school. So was she. Even though we were not twenty-one yet we had been able to get an older guy to buy us some cheap wine. Boone's Farm I think. Not really sure anymore.
But we had been down along the beach away from everyone else. We were getting along great. Now we had finished the bottle of wine and were heading back along the shore. Janie was walking faster and faster.
"Hold up. What's the hurry?" I asked.
"I need to pee bad. Let's go. C'mon."
I gazed quickly around. There was a fence along one side and there were some oceanside shrubs beside the trail. Oddly, what got my attention was a rose growing beside the path. No one was nearby that I could see.
"Just go ahead and take a leak. It's cool. I'll look the other way. No big deal, silly," I urged her. "Hell, I need to pee too. I'll turn this way and you do what you need to do. Jeez, Janie, we're adults now."
I faced back the way we had walked, dropped my shorts, and began to piss into the sand. My prick was starting to get harder as I did so. This was turning me on. I was listening to hear if she was following my lead. As my stream arced out I finally heard something wet splashing.
I sneaked a peek over my shoulder. Janie had faced away and was squatted down with her shorts down around her knees. I could see her white panties and they were strangely arousing. A puddle of wetness was forming under her. My cock was stiffening up now are the last bit of my piss dribbled out into the sand. She glanced back.
"What the hell! Jeremy, don't look," she whispered as loud as she could. Her pissing had stopped abruptly but then it started again and a smile played around her lips. I grinned as I turned away and put my cock back into my shorts. He was still hard.
Janie pulled her panties and shorts up as she arose but she was turned slightly towards me. I got a glance at her little triangle of curly black hairs. I grinned at her and walked over to take her hand.
"You're so bad," she whispered, but her little sweaty hand was gripping mine tightly now as she gazed down at the pathway. "Oh, that's so pretty," she said, pointing at the wild rose.
"Sure, I noticed it, too. Just before you got a little nasty, right in front of me and all," I teased her. With that she dropped my hand and smacked my shoulder. I just laughed and we continued on back.
As I left her at the porch of her rental she spoke up into my ear. "You know, that all kind of turned me on," and she giggled as she ran into her place. I went to my family's rental house and quickly went upstairs to my bedroom.
As I jacked off I kept thinking of Janie and her pussy. But especially the piss we both squirted out together. It only took about three or four minutes and I was squirting out some cum as I laid on the bunk. And it was a good one, too. Damn, my prick stayed hard as I slowly kept stroking, maintaining the feeling of completion, rubbing the sticky junk over my cock.
The next day I was out early, hunting up the dude that had bought us the wine the previous day. I got another bottle, kept it in a paper bag, and took it home to hide in my room inside my beach bag. Later that day, through my window, I saw Janie coming out of her place and I grabbed the bag. I yelled at my mom I was going out for awhile and rushed out to catch Janie.
She waved at me as I approached. She was smiling so I knew it was all cool.
"Hey, let's go to the beach. I got some more wine. Okay?"
"Oh, sure. Why not. I'm getting bored anyway. I guess you're as good as anyone to waste time with," and she smiled.
It didn't take long before we were on the shore.