As my mind began remembering that day, I ran my hand over my large breasts. Remembering how my body tingled from the excitement of his touch. I stood in front of the mirror and slid my hand further down, over the top of my shaven mound. I could feel my lips swelling, and the beginning of my juices flowing. I looked at myself in the mirror and let my fingers slip slowly between my now swollen lips.
I let out a soft moan, and closed my eyes. My fingers slid back and forth moving my juices up towards my protruding bud. I moved in a slow circular motion rubbing my bud increasingly faster. The entire time, I was imagining it was Jon's expert fingers exploring me. As my fingers moved round and round, my hand slid further down and my index finger found it's way to my opening.
My finger slipped in easily, I was so wet now. Slowly I moved it in and out. Then I slid in a second finger, moving faster now. I began to feel myself quicken with the first signs of my orgasm approaching. In and out, in and out, faster and faster, and then I convulsed. I was breathing heavily and my face was flushed. My breasts were rising and falling fast. I looked up and smiled at my reflection in the mirror.
Just then the doorbell rang. I grabbed my bath robe, and stood face flushed, answering the front door. It was Katrina.
"Hey Rachel. I thought you'd be ready to go to the beach."
"Oh, sorry I'm running just a bit late. Come on in while I get my bikini on."
With that, Katrina walked In the house as I went to my room. I grabbed my neon pink bikini, which looked bright next to my tanned skin. I slid my black fish net cover up on over my head. Looked In the mirror one last time and headed in the living room.
"All ready?"
"Yes, let's go and catch some rays and stick our toes In the sand."
When we arrived at the beach, I set my beach chair up in front of the life guard stand. Just like I did all those summers ago. Katrina and I decided to lay on our stomachs first. I could hear her talking to me, but my mind drifted off to that summer as I looked up at the life guard stand. All the memories of that night came back. As my eyes closed, and I drifted off down memory lane, I visualized that night.
After my shower, I took my time getting ready. I applied vanilla scented lotion. First rubbing it all over my soft, large breasts, gliding my hand over my nipples until they stood erect. Then, I pumped more lotion in my hand and applied it on my arms. Next, I slid my lubed up hands against my flat, tanned stomach, rubbing in the creamy lotion. I pumped more lotion into my hands. I propped my leg up on the bathroom counter, and began rubbing it on my calf, slowly working it up my leg, all the way to my inner thigh. As my eyes looked up in the mirror, I saw the pink flesh of my inner lips. I began thinking of what may happen with Jon and smiled. I thought tonight I may get more.
The entire drive back to the beach where I would meet Jon, I thought about him, his muscular body, his piercing blue eyes, and his boyish smile. He had captivated me earlier that day at the beach. There was a comfortable ease and charm about him. I knew I wanted more and I was ready.
As I pulled into the beach parking lot, I saw Jon standing by the pavilion. I parked the car and walked over to him. He had that big boyish smile on his face. He looked me in the eyes, and held my face in his hands. Bending over he softly kissed my lips, biting my lower lip. I licked his lower lip, grazed it with my teeth and slid my tongue into his mouth. We began the slow swirling of our tongues.
Tasting the passion and lust. Jon's hands slid down my back, pushing me closer to him. My hands wrapped around his neck, and I softly moaned in his mouth. Jon's hand moved to the middle of my back, pushing me harder into him. I felt his semi-hard cock pushing into me, and getting harder and harder with each thrust.
"Come Rachel, there's a life guard stand. Let's go up there. "
Quickly we climbed the stairs. When we got to the top, Jon kissed me again. This time I gave him all the passion I had. I kissed him slowly and deeply, my tongue soft in his mouth, tasting him. His hands roamed all over my ass. Slowly lifting my skirt, Jon softly began kissing my neck, sucking and biting my neck. I was under his spell. All I could do was moan and lean against the guard shack wall.