It was a warm day in June and the little beach area on the lake was busy with families. The kiosk had a line with children waiting to buy ice cream or sodas. Teens played soccer or sat in groups talking. The school year was over and everyone was happy.

On a knoll a bit away from everyone else, just where the forest began, lay two teenaged girls. A blonde and a brunette. The blonde was on her back and the brunette on her stomach. Their skins were gleaming of sweat as they baked under the sun.

“Fuck me, it’s hot,” moaned the brunette.

“Yeah, I feel like a slice of bacon in a pan,” answered the blonde and then continued, “Kelly, what are you going to do with Michael?”

“I have no idea. He's been bugging me all spring about having sex, but I’m not sure I’m ready.”

“I wouldn’t do it. If he loved you he will wait until you are ready.”

“You know, Sam, you are right. After all, he gets blowjobs and hand jobs. It’s not like I’m a nun or anything.”

“Eww, I can’t imagine having a dick in my mouth.”

Kelly giggled. “It’s not as bad as you think. And it's so much fun watching his face when I do it.”

“I gave John a hand job when we were dating and he wanted me to suck him, but I said no.”

“Well, I guess you will do it when you are ready. As I said, it’s not that bad but you have to be careful so he doesn’t come in your mouth. That’s nasty if you are not ready for it.”

Sam rolled over and looked at her friend. “What does it taste like?”

“Hard to explain, salty I guess, and it's sticky. What surprised me the most was how hot it was.”

They lay in silence for a while, Kelly thinking back to that first time she sucked Michael. He had come in her mouth and she had spat out the cum directly. She was pissed at him for not warning her but she forgave him and then they both laughed. A few days later she was at it again, and this time he did warn her but Kelly was curious and made sure she had his cockhead as far back in her throat as she could. She had read on the internet that was the best way to do it. His cock jerked a few times and the hot cum slid down her throat and she was so proud afterwards and Michael was a happy camper too.

Some ten yards behind the tree line stood a man in a brown overcoat and his palms were sweaty. His heart threatened to beat itself out of his chest and his legs were weak from being nervous. He had never done anything like what he was about to do. Weeks of temptation had built up from years of sexual frustration at home. The overcoat was too hot but that was what he had chosen to cover himself with. He also had a baseball hat and large sunglasses.

He watched the two girls. The brunette was curvy with a well-developed body. Firm tits that sat high on her chest and beautiful long legs that ended in a pert ass. The blonde wasn’t as developed; she still had some time before she would bloom into full womanhood. Small breasts and an almost boyish body. But her face--it was like an angel’s, with pouting lips and a button nose. She looked so innocent while her friend had that sluttish look on her face. Oh, yes, she had had a cock in her or at least in her hand or mouth, thought the man.

The girls giggled and sat up with their back towards him. He took a deep breath and then made the short walk into the sunlight and onto the grass.

“Hey, look at this!” he called.

Kelly and Sam jumped at the sudden sound and turned in unison. Behind them stood a man in a long overcoat and it was open. From between his legs hung a semi-erect dick which he was holding in his right hand slowly jerking it.

Sam’s jaw dropped but Kelly was not going to be scared by this dude. “Hey, perv, get the fuck out of here before we call the cops.”

They guy looked both ways and then slipped back into the trees.

“What an asshole,” said Kelly when he was gone.

“We should call the police. He could be dangerous.”

“Him? No, he is harmless, just a flasher. My aunt met one a few years back. He would jump out in front of women and at first they were all afraid of going out but then realized he wouldn’t do anything apart from showing his cock.”

“Still, I don’t like it. Let’s go.”

The man watched the girls collect their things while he frantically masturbated. As they began to walk away he came in his hand and had to use a tree for support. The release he got made his head spin a little. They hadn’t reacted the way he had wanted but at least he had come. After wiping the cum off his hand using the moss on the tree trunk, he sneaked back to his house where his wife and children waited.

Sam lay in her bed that night thinking about the man. There was something about him that seemed familiar but she couldn’t think of what it was. Maybe it was his voice; she wasn’t sure. She tossed and turned and threw off her sheet. Thinking back to the incident, she realized how different the man’s dick had been from John’s. While his was smooth, the man’s had protruding veins and his balls hung further down. She wondered what would make a man make the decision to flash girls? What was the turn-on? Maybe it was just the fact that he would get off if he scared them?

While she was thinking, her hand drifted down to her pussy which had a tuft of hair above the clit. She knew Kelly shaved hers completely, she had told her. Sam preferred to have hair, and since she didn’t have a boyfriend who demanded she shave, she had let it grow. It was soft and she twirled it between her fingers and then that tickling feeling began. Her middle finger stretched out and when it brushed over her clit she breathed in sharply. She had begun masturbating about the time she had met John so she knew what an orgasm felt like.

Her finger became wet and her lips swelled as she began to penetrate herself with it. It felt good, and she spread her legs a bit more. Her breathing increased in speed and it became shorter. Her chest heaved and her body tensed as the orgasm built deep inside her. When it came she pressed her legs together and held her breath. Relaxing again she turned over on her side and closed her eyes.

“Honey, I’m going to bed now,” said Diana to her husband Ben.

He sat in his favourite chair reading a book. Looking up he smiled. “Okay, I’ll be up in a minute.”

Diana left him and while walking to the bathroom she wondered when they would have sex again. It had been months since last time and she was concerned. After twenty years of marriage, she understood that the sex would decrease; that was normal. During the first ten years, they had fucked at least three times a week and twice on Sunday. Then their first child was born and it dwindled to a couple of times a month. She had tried to spice it up with sexy underwear and even suggested they should watch some porn. But Ben wasn’t interested. The times she had tried to make him horny on the sofa by touching his dick through his pants, he had gently pushed her hand away. It was like if he had lost all interest in it.

Ben closed the book. He was still semi-erect and had been so since he came back. All afternoon he had thought about the girls. Especially the blonde--there was something about her. He got up and realized he now had a full-on erection. He smiled. Diana would be happy as long as she didn’t want to know what had brought it on.

Diana lay on her side when Ben crept in under the sheets. He snuggled close and suddenly she felt it. His cock, hard against the crack of her ass cheeks. Her eyes flew open and her hand went behind her back.

“Oh Lord, you are hard,” she whispered.

“Mm.”

She turned around and lifted the sheet. The moonlight lit up the bedroom and in its light, she saw her husband’s hard erection pointing right at her. She scooted down and took him in her mouth savouring the soft skin and cockhead.

“Oh, that feels so good, honey. I have missed it so much.”

Diana wondered where this sudden horniness had come from but who was she to complain. After a while she let go of his cock and lay on her back, legs spread wide. Ben lay on top of her; they kissed deeply while he slid inside her. She moaned as she stretched after such a long time and then she began to meet every thrust. Ben lifted his body and looked down at his wife. Her boobs bounced and she had her eyes half closed. But in Ben’s mind, it was the blonde teen he was fucking.

A few days later Kelly and Sam met up on the beach. There was a new bounce in Kelly's steps as she walked toward her friend.

“What’s up? You are literally glowing,” asked Sam.

They spread their towels on the grass and then put on sun lotion. “C’mon, spill it,” Sam insisted.

“We did it!” Kelly giggled and put her hands to her mouth.

“You are kidding. I thought you wanted to wait.”

“I know, I know, but I was so, you know, horny and I guess I actually wanted it to happen.”

Sam lay down on her stomach and so did Kelly.

“How was it, did it hurt?”

“Well, it did for a little while but the third time we did it, it was amazing.”

Sam’s mouth formed an O. “What, you did it three times?”

Kelly giggled, “More actually. His parents weren’t at home so we had the house for ourselves. Anyway, I’m so happy.”

“Good for you.”

Kelly sighed. “I should have done it earlier, but I guess I was afraid.”

“I’ll wait, and not having a boyfriend kind of helps.”

Kelly looked at her friend. “You need to meet a new guy. You know, a summer crush at least.”

“Maybe, you never know what might happen. By the way, I was thinking about that perv last night. What do you think his deal is?”

“Being a perv,” she laughed and then continued, “I guess he gets turned on by teens. I bet he can’t get it up with his wife or girlfriend if he even has one.”

Sam sat up and looked around making sure no one was close. “I think I know who he was.”

“No way, how could you with the coat, hat and glasses?”

“I think it was Mr. Carson.”

“Bullshit, the guy who has the flower shop?”

“Yes, that’s him. I was in there with my mom a week ago and I thought I recognized his voice yesterday. I’m not completely sure, but I think it’s him.”

Kelly rolled over on her back showing off her boobs hardly covered by her tiny bikini top. She wore a red thong bikini, something that Sam would never do. She knew she didn’t have the same body that her friend had. Not that it worried her. Her mother had told her that she had been a late bloomer also.

“But he is married and his kids go to our school,” said Kelly.

“I know, poor woman, I bet she doesn’t know.”

“Should we tell her?”

Sam thought for a moment. “If he does it again, we should. Now, tell me more about having sex.”

A few hours later they left. Kelly went home but Sam’s mother had asked her to buy a few things in the grocery store. She had put on a pair of shorts and a top that ended just above her belly button. As she crossed the street she turned to the flower shop and saw Mr. Carson inside. There were no customers and Sam had an idea. She changed direction to the shop and walked in.

Ben looked up from the bouquet he was working on when the door opened. Then he took a double-take; it was the blonde from the beach. His hands became sweaty and he wanted to be somewhere else, anywhere but there. His first thought was that she had recognized him but if that had been the case, then surely she would tell her parents who would go to the police.

When she saw him she smiled and walked over to him. “Hi, Mr. Carson.”

“Hi, you look familiar.”

“I was here with my mom last week; maybe it's from then you remember me or maybe it was from yesterday when you showed me and my friend your dick.”

She was still smiling but there had been a hard edge to the last words. Ben did the fish thing, opening and closing his mouth a few times before answering. “I...I...I’m so sorry for that. Please don’t tell anyone. I promise I won’t do it again.”

Sam crossed her arms over her chest. “Are you dangerous, like in a rapist kind of sense?”

“No, no, I swear to god, I would never hurt anyone.”

“So, why did you do it, if you don’t want sex I mean?”

Ben walked to the counter and Sam followed. After sitting down on his chair he said, “It’s exciting to show myself to strangers, I guess. I had thought about it for a long time but never acted on it, until yesterday.”

“What about your wife, your family? They would be devastated if you were caught.”

Ben smiled. “Last night my wife and I had sex for the first time in months, and it was thanks to you and your friend.”

Sam frowned. “How’s that?”

“Well, I got, you know, hard afterwards.”

Sam felt herself blush. “Okay, well, I’m leaving but don’t flash us again.”

“I promise.”

When she was gone Ben sighed and then went to the bathroom where he splashed cold water over his face. His dick was hard as an iron rod in his pants. He had lied to the girl; it wasn’t the stranger fantasy, it had been her who had turned him on. What was wrong with him, he wondered? Sure, he had friends who had had sex with younger women but they had been in their mid-twenties and not late teens. How old could this girl be, sixteen or seventeen? Ben was forty-eight but looked ten years younger. He had a good body, used the gym he had at home and ate a healthy diet. Maybe it was his age; he needed the knowledge that he was still attractive to women apart from his wife. But why from someone so young? He shook his head, thought about lampposts to get his erection down and went back to his bouquet.

Sam didn’t know what she was feeling as she walked into the grocery store with her mom’s list in her hand. Her heart was still beating hard from the confrontation with Mr. Carson, but there was something else. He was a handsome man, she realized. The classical square-jawed, large-nosed kind of handsome. The beat of her heart slowed down and butterflies came awake in the pit of her stomach. She knew she was blushing as she made her way along the aisles putting items in the basket she had picked up. Knowing that a grown man found her attractive, she knew that was the case, not the bullshit story about strangers he had told her. He couldn’t look her in the eye and his hands were shaking while she spoke to him. No, Mr. Carson was attracted to her, no doubt about it. The weird thing was that it didn’t make sense. Kelly was the one with the body all the guys salivated over at school. Sam hardly got a glance.

At the cashier, she paid and then floated back home. That was what it felt like, knowing someone found her attractive. She didn’t care he was old enough to be her dad. She hadn’t felt this good since John had held her hand and kissed her lips but this was stronger; this was an attraction at a different level. She realized her nipples were hard and she was wet between her legs. When she came home she dumped the bags in the kitchen with a quick hello to her mother and then almost ran to her room.

After locking the door, she got naked and lay on her bed. What would it be like to be with an adult man and not a teenager? Obviously, he would have more experience and know how to make her feel good. Not that embarrassing fumbling that John had been good at when he tried to open her bra or get his fingers in her panties. He had been too rough and didn’t give her time to become wet before he stuck his fingers inside her. She had told him on several occasions to slow down, give her time, but he was always in a rush. Then he would come after a minute or so, spilling his cum over her knuckles. What was the fun in that?

She felt a bit bad for lying to Kelly about wanting to wait with fucking. It was a lie; she wanted it so badly it almost hurt. The reason why she hadn’t done it with John was simple--his dick was tiny and didn’t make her want it. Poor guy, he never knew what turn-off it was to have his five-inch dick in her hand. She had watched enough porn to know what a real dick looked like, and Mr. Carson fit the bill, to perfection. Maybe she was oversexed, her hormones going crazy and making her want things she very well knew she shouldn’t have. Like a grown man’s cock in her virgin pussy.

Kelly was riding Michael. Her mouth half opened, eyes half closed, nails digging into the skin of his chest, her pussy stretched by his cock. His hands were on her tits, pulling and twisting the nipples while thrusting in and out of her as she rode him.

“Oh, oh, shit, here it comes,” he moaned.

“Yes, baby, harder, harder!”

Kelly tensed and threw her head back as her body was consumed by the orgasm. When it was over she kept him inside her, enjoying the feeling of his cock even though it slowly became limp.

She finally slid off him and Michael got up to throw away the condom they had used. Kelly wanted to be on the pill but that meant telling her parents that she had an active sex life, which she didn’t want to do, not yet at least. After all, she was only sixteen and she knew her parents wanted her to be at least eighteen before having sex.

Michael came back and his dick looked funny between his legs. She reached for it when he came closer. “Isn’t it amazing that this thing can grow so much and become so much bigger?” she said while fondling him.

Michael smiled. “Yeah, it is, and if you continue, it will do just that.”

“Yummy!”

She took him in her mouth and he hardened quickly and soon moaned and then gasped as he emptied his balls in her mouth. Kelly loved it and when she was done with his dick she lay down on her back looking up at him.

“I’m worried about Sam. I have you but she is alone.”

Michael lay down next to her and kissed her still-hard nipples, wanting her to think about other things than her weird friend. He had nothing against Sam personally, but sometimes she was a nuisance, always wanting to be with Kelly. He had tried to get one of his friends interested in her but with no luck. No one wanted to date the thin flat-breasted girl.

“Don’t worry, baby; she will meet someone, I promise.”

Kelly looked down at her boyfriend who was suckling her right breast. “Are you sure, do the guys think she is hot?”

“Mm,” lied Michael.

Kelly breathed harder and closed her eyes. Michael’s fingers found her shaved sex and played with her slit. Spreading her legs a bit, they slid in and she gasped when they found her G-spot.

Kelly had to go and visit her grandparents so Sam didn’t feel like going to the beach alone. But she wanted to get out of the house. She decided to go for a walk in the woods and maybe work on some of her sketches. She had begun them as a hobby but it turned out she was quite talented. She tried to be as quiet as possible and just sit still on the ground or a tree trunk. When she spotted a bird or another animal, she would draw them.

This day, she decided to go around the lake so that she ended up coming through the woods toward it. The day was sunny and warm, loads of birds were singing in the trees and Sam was positive she would make a great sketch. She had thought a lot about Mr. Carson or Ben which was his first name. She had got it from her mother who she had gently asked after saying she had seen him at the beach with his family. It was all a lie, of course.

How she was supposed to get close enough to Ben was a different story. She had no clue and she was frustrated. Masturbating each night, the thought of his cock inside her was driving her crazy. Her fingers didn’t fill her enough. She couldn’t just walk into the store and say she wanted him; she was too shy for that. He didn’t have the balls to hit on her either. Life was shit, at the moment.

There was a sound she didn’t quite recognize to her left. She stopped and pricked her ears. There it was again, then she realized what it was. Someone was breathing heavily. She vectored in on the sound and carefully made her way towards it, making sure she didn’t step on a branch that would give her away if it snapped.

Then she saw them. Sam ducked down behind a large tree trunk covered in moss. The ground was wet and her shorts quickly became drenched and so did her top. She swore under her breath and then slowly looked over the trunk.

A few yards away stood a girl her own age leaning against a tree. Her naked body was wet from sweat and she had her legs spread wide. She recognized Nina, a girl from her school. What surprised her was the man standing behind her. It was Sam’s dad. Her first reaction was to get up and start cursing her father whom she loved. She was just about to get up when she felt a hand on her lower back.

“Shh, don’t do it. Just watch them. Aren’t they beautiful.”

Sam slowly turned. Mr. Carson, Ben, was lying behind her wearing his coat, hat and sunglasses.

“You--” she began.

Ben motioned for her to be quiet. Sam turned back to her father and Nina. She had turned around and was now kneeling in front of Sam’s dad. His cock was deep in her mouth and he was moaning. As Sam watched, her dad grabbed Nina’s head and skull fucked her hard until he came and shot his load down her throat.

When it was over, Nina got up and when she bent down to pick up her dress Sam’s dad slapped her round ass and she giggled. They left arm in arm, leaving Sam frustrated.

“That was your dad getting some,” said Ben with a grin.

“Yeah, I got to tell Mom about this; she will be heartbroken. What are you doing here anyway?”

Ben got up and then helped Sam up. His eyes swept over her boobs where the wet fabric clung to her skin. Her nipples were hard and clearly outlined.

“To be honest, I was going to see if I could watch some girls.”

“You perv, you promised me you wouldn’t do that.”

Ben shrugged his shoulders. “Sorry, but I can’t.”

Sam stood very close to him and she looked up at his face. His gaze went from her eyes to her lips and back. Her lips parted a little; her tongue played over her lip. “My daddy just fucked Nina. Would you like to fuck me?”

Sam figured if they got caught, her daddy couldn’t complain or she would tell her mom.

Ben thought the young girl was joking, teasing him, maybe to get him in trouble. “No, it’s okay,” he said, beginning to back away.

Sam slowly pulled up her top, showing her small breasts. She caressed one of them, pinching the nipple. “C’mon, Mr. Carson, I know you want it.”

“No, no, I can be strong,” he said, but his voice wasn’t very convincing.

Sam opened her shorts, showing the tuft of hair, and then slid in her hand. When she took it out she licked her fingers. “Mm, I taste good, nice and wet.”

“Oh, shit!” said Ben and came forward.

Sam giggled as he pushed her down, luckily on a dry spot., She let him take off her clothes and lie down between her legs where he began to lick her pussy.

“Oh, you taste like life itself,” he said.

“Oh, that feels so good, Mr. Carson.”

“Call me Ben.”

After a moment she wanted him so she wriggled out from under him and he lay down. She took his cock in her hand, licking the shaft, enjoying the texture of the skin with the veins. Then she sucked in his balls, and they filled her mouth.

“Thank the good lord, for porn and the girls who watch it,” said Ben, followed by a long moan.

He was so hard and thick in her mouth. Her lips stretched and she couldn’t take all of him inside her. But she wanted him inside her now. Straddling him she guided his cock to her pussy and he began to enter her.

She was tight, so very tight, Ben thought. Gently he pushed inside her until something stopped him. He realized what it was.

“Are you a virgin?”

Sam giggled, "That I am, but not for long, I hope.”

“But dear girl, shouldn’t you do it with someone you love?”

Sam was a bit irritated; she was horny and this dude wanted to talk about emotions. “Hey, Ben, are we fucking or talking?”

“Fucking, I suppose.”

“Good,” she said and then pushed herself down. There was a searing pain; she screamed and gasped.

“My poor girl, that must have hurt,” said Ben.

“Shut up and fuck me!”

Sam began to ride him while he had his hands on her hips following her rhythm. The pain was there but it was delicious. Pussy stretching, her nipples so hard it hurt. Riding the long shaft up and down. Ben put his hands flat against her tummy and then used his thumb to rub her clit.

“Oh shit, oh, oh, yes, yes, that’s it!” she screamed.

Ben felt her pussy begin to contract; her breathing increased and she threw back her head, her small breasts almost impossible to see as the skin stretched. Then she came.

“Ben, Ben, yes, oh, you are amazing.”

She slumped forward with his cock still inside her. They kissed; she was sweet as a strawberry to Ben. Her warm body against his, her still-cramping, tight pussy around his cock. A dream come true.

When Sam walked through the door to her home her pussy still ached but she was floating on clouds. “Mom, Dad, I’m home!”

“In here,” said her mother.

Sam went to the living room where she found her mother, father and Mr. Carson’s wife.

Her daddy gave her a stern look. “Mrs. Carson has informed us that you have seduced her poor husband.”

She blushed. “No, I didn’t. I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“Young lady, my husband confessed as soon as he came home.”

Sam stared at the three of them. “Well, if you must know, my daddy fucked Nina Harding in the woods, I saw them!”

“Oh dear, that wasn’t very smart of you, letting her see you,” said Sam’s mom.

“Shit, I thought it was a private place.”

Sam's eyes darted from her mom and dad. “What’s going on here?”

Her mother sighed. “Honey, it’s okay, your daddy has been fucking Nina for a few months now. Sometimes we share her here at home but he likes his role-play and that’s what you saw today.”

“This is fucked up!” said Sam and stomped off to her room. She had almost reached it when she heard Mrs. Carson call out. “You are welcome to my place. I’d love to try out your sweet pussy my husband talked so much about.”