It was a warm Sunday. I had been out with my friends to the beach. We were four of us - two guys and two girls. I was the eldest at 20 and the three of them were 18 years old. They were my weekend friends who would pick me up for a drive to the nearby beach that we would start at around 3 PM in the afternoon. We would reach the beach at 4 PM and be there until 6 PM. We would then drive back and each of us would get dropped.
This Sunday, I was in a mood to swim. However, I had not taken my trunk or swim suit. I anyway decided to take a chance and jumped into the water. My friends just stayed and watched while I jumped around the waves in full costume - jeans and shirt.
Soon, one of the girls joined me. The other guy and girl just stayed back at the beach and watched us, while we both played around in the waters. She was fully clothed in jeans and sweat shirt. It began to get dark and we came out of the water and tried to dry our clothes without removing them, thanks to the heavy wind. We then jumped into the car. I and my swimming partner were at the back seat.
The girl with me, was just my friend and not my girlfriend. However, today she was in a different mood. She said she was tired and rested her head on my lap. She has long hair, that was dry now and I caressed her hair. I then caressed her arms, running my soft finger nails gently on her arms, up and down and up and down. My other hand was on her hair, gently brushing them back. I could feel her twitch and she had one of her arms around my legs, while her head was still on my lap. I realized that my finger movements on her arms and hair had sort of excited her. She gave me a look from the corner of her eyes and they were closing as though she was in some sort of hysteria. She began biting her lips, while her free arm began to tighten around my thighs.
My cock began to straighten out and the hardness was clear for her to feel. She raised her head slowly and smiled at me. She again rested her head on my lap and this time, her other arm slowly freed my thigh and came up to my hardness below my jeans. She slowly touched it and withdrew. My finger movements began to speed up and her fingers touched my male hardness below my jeans. She slowly rubbed it for a few minutes.
Just then, the car stopped and I realized that I was home. I jumped out after about 5 minutes of chit chatting and good byes, making sure that my hardness had gone back to normal and nothing was visible. She smiled once again, touched my arm and said goodbye. That's the first time in two years that I realized we had a different kind of feeling for each other.
Next day, I was back from work early and was at home, watching television. She called me and said that she was on her way back from office and wanted to meet me over dinner. She said she was carrying dinner and that she would be home in about thirty minutes. I was not quite sure what this was all about and the bell did not ring in my mind at all. I was my usual self, when she walked in.
She took the food out of the boxes and onto plates and brought them over to the living room. I said, I was not hungry yet, so she set the plates back in the kitchen and came and sat next to me on the sofa. We spoke about office and how our day had been. I, for no reason, took her arm and began gently rubbing my finger nails over her arm, up and down along the length of her arm. We continued to speak and she inched closer to me.
For once, I thought, she moaned, as she closed her eyes and laid her head on my right shoulder. Suddenly, like lightning, she moved on to my lap and kissed me on my lips. It was a long kiss of about two minutes in which I was so caught by surprise that I was taken aback. I pulled her back after sometime and asked her -
"Why did you do this?"
She said - "I don't know. I felt something inside me while you moved your fingers on my arm and I just reacted by kissing you."
"Wow!" is all I could say, while I kissed her back and this time it was a much wetter and longer kiss.
I pushed my tongue into her mouth. Her lips were full. I pulled her hair back and held them with both my hands while I began biting her upper lips and then her lower lips, softly. I then pushed my tongue into her mouth again and this time, her lips parted fully and her mouth opened. She responded back with her tongue into my mouth. We hugged each other hard, while we continued to do this wet kiss for about five minutes.
I then released her, made her get off me, got up and pulled her to my bedroom. The room was dark, except for some stray light from my neighbour's window and some from the hall where we came from.
I had the bed on the floor. I pulled the curtains shut. I then kissed her again and she responded fully to my tongue movement inside her mouth. I felt a strange heat in my body, not sure if it was inside me or outside, She was holding me tightly and not letting me move. I could hold myself no longer and I moved my hands under her sweat shirt. I pulled them off in one go and she stepped back, surprised.
"Why did you do that?" she asked.
"Don't worry, just relax."
"Are you sure what you are doing?" she asked.
I said, "Yes."
"Have you done this before?" she asked again.
I said, "No," which was the truth.