Don’t go surfing with 3 young guys

2/7/2021

My ideal man as a teenage was one thing; today I see, enjoy and love men in a totally different way What female knows as a what love is? It isn’t possible, our feelings or experience does not allow it at that age Got to enjoy reading some stories on Erotic Stories, most a written for the guys, so I wanted to add one for us girls. A true story and hopefully not too boring for you guys

It was over 10 years ago, I was grocery shopping, in the store I noticed already a young guy, who crossed my path a few times. In the fruit isle it was the first time, handsome blond, athletic body, huge smile, awesome white teeth. Forbidden fruit I told myself, surely not 18 yet, but I thought he was sweet. At the checkout counter he was right behind me, he bought some bananas, pineapple juice, canned food and some liquor, all in a basket while I had a shopping card.

Liquor I told myself, is he perhaps already old enough? I paid and kept thinking, if he is allowed to buy liquor he is not , and I left the store. As I was loading my groceries into the trunk, he walked by and commented on my purchases. You are into healthy food he said, or something similar. We started talking about life style, gym, swimming and he shared how much he and his friends love to surf. I am not good at surfing, I tell him, but have done it a few times over the years, mostly at San Onofre, don’t want to be seen surfing by local friends.

San Onofre he asked? Yes, it is near San Clemente and you don’t have to wear anything on the beach, if you chose, I just love to swim in the nude, I respond, while keeping loading my purchases into the car. He smiles, licks his lower lip with his tongue and says, you should let me teach you how to become a surfer pro.

Two hours later we hit the road to San Onofre with his brother and one of his friends.

It is a short walk from the parking lot to the beach; we talk about health, nature, life, his younger brother and his friend trail us by about 20 feet. He thinks so similar, we are so much in tune, I feel so close to him already, he makes me feel wonderful. His brother suggests a spot for us, near the water, away from most of the people. We lay down our staff and he took me by my hand and said, lets paddle out and catch a big wave. Being sweaty from the walk, I liked the idea, but I didn’t bring my surfboard with me. Now I become also self-conscious, I hadn’t shaved my pubic hair for over a week. How could I forget prior to meeting the boys, knowing we go swimming

I hesitate to even take my summer dress and panties off, he notices something is wrong, he pulls me to him, kisses me on my lips briefly and says, don’t worry I am a good teacher. OMG it felt good, wanted to kiss him more, but decided to strip off my cloth and his brother offered me to use his board. We walk into to the water, it was refreshing, I lay down with my belly on the board and paddled slowly out into the ocean. He cut up with me at no time, you will have fun this afternoon he told me and pulled my board close to his and he kisses me again. It is electrifying. I melt away and kiss back with great joy. I feel the butterflies in my belly, can it work that fast? We don’t focus on the waves anymore; it is the two of us, and then I feel someone touching my lower legs in a lovely manner.

Oough, what are you doing I scream out, while turning my head backwards. It is his friends, eyeing me from his surfboard. You scared me, I thought you were a shark, I thought I get eating I say kiddingly I am not a shark, but I would love to eat you he chuckled. He was also handsome, dark hair, also very masculine, light black skin, ivory white teeth, curly hair and wonderful lips, but my feelings are with the guy I met at the supermarket earlier this morning. I pull my blond friend closer, kiss him again, he kisses back and strokes me on my back and buttock with one of his hands, just so gently, I could feel my goosepumps all over my body and not because of the water. I feel his friend touching my leg again, getting even so closer to my buttock and pussy, this is when it happened.

A wave turned all of us 3 over, which the boys took advantage off, pretending they need to rescue me. Certainly I had hands all over me, not that I did not enjoy it, but I didn’t want them to know how pleasurable it was to me By accident, while under the wate, I touch the penis of one guy, not too big, but hard like steel. His curly pubic hair let me guess which one it is and I let go of it right away. They pull me to the shore, try me off, my blond friend took special care of my breasts, and was extremely gentle between my legs, while his friend tried off my back and the brother just looked on and smiled and commented on the erect penises of his brother and friend, while having a rigid one himself. I could not hide my arousal any longer; my hard nipples gave me away, but I pretended to ignore their erections. His brother also had to comment on my hard long nipples, I blame it on the sea breeze and my favorite guy pulls me towards him and French kisses me, having his hand all over me. My breasts rub on his well tuned body, which warms my heart, sends signals between my legs, and then whispers in my years, you have the most beautiful nipples, the most perfect breasts and nipples I have ever seen. Instinctively I want to open up my legs and rub my clit on his leg, but I manage to stop it. It was my intention just having a swim, do some surfing with a few young guys, but no more, not falling for one or the other, but it becomes more difficult by the second.

What woman does not like to hear that she has perfect breast and beautiful nipples? I am melting away, I got to stop this, I tell myself, I lay down on the blanked, face down, and immediately all 3 guys are all over me, start to massage me, as if it was on command
Oh God, it feels good, having hands all over my body, having my head, back, buttocks and legs massaged at the same time. It feels like an octopus went on top of me, it feels more like a dozen and not 6 hands. It takes me to another world, my body is slightly shivering from all this stimulation, them taking me to a wanton stage, being in the hands of virile men, makes it difficult to stay in control, the voices of nearby people brings me back. When his friend massaged my inner thighs with one hand and the lower legs with the other one, I just opened my legs distinctly and knew I have to stop it now or it is too late.

I roll over and sit up and say, let us watch the sea eagles dance in the sky, isn’t this not one reason we are here for, beside swimming and surfing? All I get is smiles, the two brothers’ move towards me and sit down next to me, one on the left the other one to my right, while I close my legs tightly, my toes pointing towards the sea. Their friend sits behind me and keeps massaging my back, neck and can’t keep his hands of my breasts and nipples. I slap his hand and tell him to stop to touch my breasts. I have to giggle; it reminds me so much on the times when I played cotton candy or doctor and nurse, with the neighborhood or at youth camps. Boys always wanted to sit next to me and some were sad when they came too late The boys want to know why I find the situation funny, why I giggle, but I decide not to tell them, how could I, I want to cool off, take control of the situation, even though I am aroused and start to think, why not to give in, just to let go, let nature take over

What a gorgeous day it is, a typical Southern California sunny day, sail boats passing by in the far distance, birds playing in the sky above and in front of us, the sea breeze reducing the heat to a very comfortable level. the handsome boys around me make me melt away, increase my body heat, the tickling between my legs almost becomes unbearable, but having my legs tightly closed, gives me some control over my body and the boys. Just as I feel I am in control, the supermarket man ( I don’t recall their names anymore ) tapes me on one of my thigh, I look at him, he moves in, kisses me sensually on my lips, nibbles on my lower lip for a few seconds and starts caressing my neck with his tongue. While all this happens, his brother moves down to one of my erect nipples, oh God the moisture and the warmth of his saliva and tongue feels awesome. I know I got to have to make a move, slow things down, or it is all over. I turn my favorite man to the side and spoon him. It feels good to hold this manly, athletic body in my arms, at the same time giving me control of the moments. Placing my hand on his chest, not to arouse him or give him any thoughts except that I do appreciate holding him in my arms. No kissing, no movements of my hands, just taking in the peaceful environment, the sound of the birds, waves and yes, his scent.

Was it 3 or 5 minutes that I held him in my arms? Now, his brother cuddles up to my back, spoons me, it feels wonderful being between them both. I want to tell him to move away, but I can’t, it feels too good. It is without question a divine moment, a moment I savor.

Thy guy who spoons me moves his hand towards by breast, which is gently tucked in between the back of my favorite man and me; I push his hand lovely away, without a word.
He lifts up so slightly and whispers in my ear “You are beautiful” and it is like music to my ears. At the same time I can feel now his erect penis, moving closer to my vulva, it makes me shiver and I want to accommodate him, but my brain says no, no way.
I whisper in the ear of my new love, how old is your brother?
He giggles while turning his face, so he could look in my eyes and told me, don’t worry he is already 18 and my friend is 19, they both have been with a girl before, they are ready for prime time. What does he mean by that, shoots through my head, what is he trying to tell me. Does he endplay he would share me with his brother and friend? I was ready to give myself to him, yes I was quite certain by now, but all three? Relax, enjoy the outdoors, enjoy the moment and nature, he mumbles as he pushes himself back into me and puts his head down again.
At first I am irritated somewhat, but I was shared by men before, he is no jailbait, perhaps I should go with the flow, let nature take us where it may take us. Did his brother read my thoughts correctly or did he anticipate that I will give up my fight?
Whatever, I feel him press gently against my vulva, parting my labia’s, he feels hard, strong, he is in control now. I give up my fight; give up my control, but myself in the hands of the boys. Unhurried, he lovingly reaches the opening of my vagina, while he pulls me now closer to him, setting my breasts free, he reaches for my nipples. He does not say a word, he mumbles, you are beautiful, your nipples are so hard, your breasts are so soft, you are an angel.

I feel the head of his penis at the opening of my vagina, he pushes slightly, he doesn’t get in, you are as tight as a virgin he whispers, as he lifts up his upper body, getting a better angle, being able to get more weight, more strength, more power, more thrust to enter me. I anticipate his pressure to find his way in, but he coups my breasts instate, wiggles around and pushes my arm down to the belly of his brother, coincident or on purpose, he knows. My hand makes contact with the engorged penis of his brother, he yelps. I get a good grip on him, start stroking him; he mumbles with a sweet voice, I thought you will neglect me. I am intoxicated by passion by now and can’t wait to take his lollipop into my mouth, but I also want his brother to find his way into the opening of my vagina. Both don’t work in this position. I jolt back my buttocks desperately, but now his manhood moves away from my opening, moves up my folds, towards my rosebud. No, no, this is the wrong way, I scream out, by now I am more than ready to receive him in my pussy. It is not that I am to dry, I can feel that I am well lubricated, he readjusts and I can feel his swollen head back at my opening, he gives it a powerful trust, I squeal, he is in.

An electrifying feeling, he pauses, I feel his mushroom head on my G-spot, what a delight. One short gentle push follows the next one, as he moves ever so gently deeper and deeper into me. Stimulated by him, I hold on to his brothers’ rock hard tool, he is as hard as any rock on the beach. what bliss. I am not on the pill, shoots into my head, but who cares I tell myself, he is not jailbait and this is what matters right now. Receiving his love is all what I desire, what I want. My attempt to move closer to his brothers \8 fails, he took full control of the situation, and yes, my pleasure was building by the second; the people around us were forgotten, the lack of pill did not matter, the current of pleasure between my nipple and vagina amplifies, shutting down any rational thinking. Holding on to the manhood of his brother, which could not get any harder, I just wanted to get to this magnificent lollipop, have a taste of it. My urge for it grows, but I don’t want to give up the man in me either.

I gaze at his stunning tool, his face; he does not accommodate my wish, by moving somewhat closer. His brother having now a lot of weight on me, does not make it easier, I am breathing hard. He finally asks, shall I move closer and I just nod, I want to taste him so badly. He moves closer, I start licking his lollipop, I relish the moment. His brother is in search of my rosebud with one finger, with his other hand, he stimulates my clit, he moves out his \8 from my pussy, I cry out . . . . . . . .

Shall I continue and tell you the rest of my surf afternoon with my surfer friends?
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