The beach house.

Well it all started when I finally met this boy. We lived in the same neighborhood practically on the same street, and I always hoped that my mother or father would make friends with his family so I could get to know him better. Until I was 13 years old I didn't live in this neighbourhood, but moved there and before long I knew him by sight. I saw him passing every time he went to class, and because I was younger, I did not realize we were almost of the same age, they were months apart. We hadn't spoken until one day when my mother said we were going to a hairdresser at the house of a friend she just met, and that was where we first met in person.
After what happened in the story, we stopped talking again and I started dating him and so did he, but then I stopped following him on some social media because I knew that the most fucked-up guy I'd ever met was actually happy with someone else.
I also moved on with my life, got a boyfriend but none of them had what he did and that was bad because whenever I went looking for something from him or didn't have it or they were with his girlfriend we never spoke to each other for four years during which time he had two girlfriends.
As I lived a bit far away, there was no contact with his family. But sometimes ,I met an aunt of his and one day in that meeting she invited me to go to a beach house with them. I confess at first it didn't interest me but as I needed traveling because my head aired out due to working too much for the next week I accepted . I spent the week, and since my last day of work was just a few days before our trip... - ...I hadn't even packed.
On the day of our trip, I was packing my bags and just thinking about how great it would be if he could talk to us.
Well, I kept packing my bags and thinking about bikinis and what clothes to wear. I'd bought some on the Internet, they had all arrived. You know those flossed bikini that like your ass you just put? Those bikinis. I confess I wore one and felt most sexy because it was dividing up my butt well, and I was feeling desirable and sexy.
Well it came time for the trip, and was simply 11 hours by bus from there. I took an uber and went to the highway station because he would go with his aunt. well i arrived la first person that I looked at him, but he did not want. The disappointment has already come, because I had hoped to build something so we can do here. even asked my aunt if they were going, she told me , didn't know since her mother hadn't given answer about whether or not you are going.
That basic disappointment came because I was crazy about him, but I focused on the beach to get a color that I already needed. It's been 11 hours of travel with mixed feelings between being happy for going to the beach where I hadn't gone in so long and picking up a color, and he wasn't even going or having a girlfriend.
We got to the beach house, and it was three stories high with two balconies and a hydro.
When we arrived, we put the bags in place and because it was a very big house with few people everyone went into one room and one bedroom which were at the bottom of the house but all rooms upstairs had been empty. I didn't understand why but when we got there and cleaned everything out even those rooms that were vacant, I saw that one of his aunts placed a mattress on top and said to reserve one for staying downstairs. I didn't understand anything, but we arrived and cleaned the whole house, and we were very tired because of traveling and cleaning as well, and it was quite a big house so we decided not to go to the beach that day.
She'd done her hair with a wash so it was smooth, and by not going to the beach that day she hadn't undone.
People I was so tired, that only took a shower put on my pajamas and slept, I turned off really serious. I just woke up the next day because as there were many people in the house they got up and started to make noise and also saw the door open when I stood up to see what it was guess what happened? Yes people he had arrived but he went by car with his mother me all smashed-up face with those pantyhose hoods all messy on head i didn't even have any reaction I couldn't understand anything because I had just woken up But I saw that he was getting his bags in the car and taking them upstairs, and I also noticed one of his aunts had spoken to his mother about her mattress being separated downstairs.
They'd settled in, and I was hoping to get at least a full day on the beach.
I went to the bathroom, changed my clothes but didn't put on a bikini and had coffee. Since he was driving his uncle asked him to go shopping for some things. And since we were in an indoor neighborhood where it took quite a long time to get there from another neighbourhood. He walked upstairs into the room and waited until they came down. He started greeting everyone, until he came to me. When I arrived at my he just walked up and spoke What a small world in. I acted like an idiot and asked why.
I was totally unresponsive when I saw him, and I thought to myself how can people get any hotter than they used to be?
Well, he was having coffee and his uncle had been making a list of things to buy so everybody's getting ready for the beach.
His uncle told him what he had to buy, and he asked if I was going alone, so on impulse I offered to go.
His car was already in the garage, because there were dirt roads and it would have been easier to carry his luggage from inside.
I didn't even change my clothes to go. He got in the car, and we drove away. On the way we started talking. Popo goes on chatting comes back, I asked him if he was still dating because last time we talked he had been dating. He smiled and said no, that thank God you were out of his life.
We went to the grocery store, and we did some shopping. And when we were in a box waiting for our turn, he said this: If I had known that these relationships would be fucked up, I wouldn't have let you go.
We paid everything and went home, and when we got there to our surprise everyone had gone to the beach. He locked his car in front of us so that we could get a key for the house because it was right across the street from him.
We got the car keys, we went in and put our groceries away, but then we had to change clothes for a beach trip, so his clothing was on top of it, he came upstairs.
It was a tie-dye bikini, and I swear that it was eating my ass. Since I wasn't able to get the tie on purpose, I went upstairs and asked him to tie me down, but he had only bermuda yet, and didn't even put his sunglasses on. I asked for the tie, so I wrapped my butt around for him. He tied it and I asked if I could stay there while he waited. Look, he laughed and said: He put the sunga and then a bermuda on top, because it was so big that if you were to stand underneath the bermuda when water hit, it would just mark everything.
I looked at him and joked, "I think we'll sleep up here with you".
And before we got down, I asked him to put some protective gear on me and he took it off and started with my face, and I swear that feeling of his hand in mine made me extremely wet, the bottle was even blinking. I don't know if it was his intention to make me horny, but when he did that I had to ask him to stop or else I would have hit right there and we were already taking a long time.
We went to the beach, and we stayed there all day. Every now and then we'd go in the water, every once in a while we would walk on sand. But one time he came out of the water and even with sunglasses and bermuda his dick was scratching so much. I lay down on the sand sunbathing, and it hypnotized me, and he realized that. He sat next to me and asked if I was okay. I know that all I thought about was his part, but it's not like I could get the role out of my head.
We left the beach at about 5pm, we got home and since he only had internet in his room I went there to post some pictures.
We talked about everything, he asked me about my work and all that. But we had to go out for lunch. So we went out and went to this fair where we'd been the night before. We stayed there a while but because it was full of people I couldn't get very close to him.
By the time we got home, everyone had showered and were getting ready for bed, and with the sun up there on the Internet I made an excuse to get my stuff together and say that I was going to sleep over here. And everybody looked at me and said: "Don't worry he is a man of honor".
I showed up with my stuff and even he was surprised.
He helped me, and I put my things in there... went down to go to the bathroom one last time... he was ready for bed with a Bermuda suit on because it's too hot without his shirt.
We were having a random conversation, and I swear we started talking about sex out of nowhere. And since the downstairs room was packed with people...
We were talking about experiences we'd had after we got together, and I said he was the only one who ever made me want to do anal sex. And look at his big dick. He started telling me all these things that he did with ex-girlfriends like mouthing jokes on their faces -- he loves it! I just opened myself up to him there, and all of a sudden it's like he was rolling around trying to feel that dick on my ass. But then he did this one thing that ended me: He got in my ear with his hot breath saying how much he missed you; he slid across my body with one hand; when he reached into my breasts he grabbed hold of them firmly and said in my ears that he misses them. Then he came down onto my lapel, put his hands inside my shorts as if masturbating himself and said that he also missed her. With his hand he was jerking me off, and I could feel his dick growing right in the middle of my ass.
He was such a son of a bitch, he kept on masturbating me and out of nowhere he moved backwards and pulled his stick out but it didn't stop there.
He put the head of his dick on my ass and started rubbing it, I asked him to stop but he was so horny that already weak.
When I was about to make fun of him, he took out his hand and pushed me a little bit. With one of his hands on my neck, he grabbed me like a dog, and began rubbing the stick against the entrance of my pocket, but from behind because I had turned back towards him. He licked the whole head of the stick with the honey in my bowl. It got so wet that it slipped easily inside. Since I was almost making fun when he put the stick into my slowly sliding buckle, I ended up laughing. There's no way I could not have made fun of this situation. He was putting his dick in my pocket, holding me by the neck like I'm a dog or something and with another hand on my waist. I made fun of him so hard that he ended up sliding down all over my legs, and as I joked loudly, my legs became totally limp. But he hadn't yet enjoyed it, and since he didn't have any enjoyment, he felt his whole cock inside my pockets barking from such passionate cravings. He started going back and forth very slowly, and said to my ear, that because I had done this he would make fun, he will fill my fucking pocket full of shit, for it was his dream.
I noticed that there were some people passing by on the street and asked us to go into a small room where hydro was running. He grabbed my arm, squeezed me against the wall in front of him, and as my shorts went up to his knee when he hit backwards at the wall, just the head of his dick rubbed against my clitoris. As he kissed me I could feel it rubbing its dick all over mine and this made me crazy. I couldn't even groan straight, and I was going so hard that I could not even moan right. When he put it back on again, I just let my shorts fall to the ground, and threw them sideways. My legs were wide open and he started hitting me with a force that left me weak. I had finished making fun of him but he still didn't. He hit harder and deeper, I felt his dick go down so deeply that this made me both crazy and weak at the same time. I didn't believe it was going to be that much, he made fun of me so hard you could feel the fucking jets in my bottom pocket, and this made me laugh again. But we were not satisfied. He went down into the room where we slept, took a mattress and put it there where we sat. Lying on me, opened up my legs, came over, and still stiff-necked even after mocking, punched at my pockets, but he did not throw himself onto me. He kind of got on his knees and started hitting me, and while he hit, he slapped my face and spoke very quietly whispering for no one to hear. I was already missing my whore, rolling around in that wonderful role she had all inside me while I got a bunch of shingoes like the slutty bitch-dog tramp piranha hottie he pulled his dick out of my pocket and banged his head against her doorstep and told me to turn back. After I stayed with him no one ever left me wanting to give the ass, but he passed his head of dick in my mouthpiece so that it would get wet and rubbed it on my nose and butt. When he walked through my bottom, my hardness was at its peak, a level where if he punched strongly there wouldn't be any pain, only fun. It made me shudder all over again. He kept brushing his stick into my vagina and my arse until I asked him to eat my cock. Go ahead and eat that ass.
I was all lubricated and relaxed, but it hurt at first.
He put his stick up until the balls came to rest at my butthole, and he placed his hands on my waist very tightly and with that big thick stick in my ass shoved right down into those balls, he started a really slow back-and-forth. He started punching hard and every time his balls landed on my clitoris it made me want to make fun of him, until I couldn't resist and ended up making a big joke.
He took out his stick, he hit one of them and made fun of my ass with me from behind but it wasn't a little joke.
And he lay there and we were lying there for a while, but because I didn't have any way to go in the shower, so I took out a towel and asked him to wipe my back.
I smelled so much sex that on top of it all, I dreamt about us fucking again.
We fell asleep and woke up the next day, so no one would know we went ashore, into that freezing water.
We spent the day at the beach, but I'll tell you all about it later.