Pam stood at the end of the dock in her bikini as the sun was beginning to set behind the trees, ready to dive in. The bikini bunched up her ass. She had a great tan, and there was no white stripe across her back. She looked back at Todd, sitting in his swimsuit at the side of the dock, and laughed as she dove in with the gracefulness of an Olympic diver.
She swam up to him, held his legs and lifted herself out of the water and her crotch pressed against his foot. He could feel her mound through the bikini. She looked pensive for a moment, resting her breasts against his knee. She looked directly at him with eyes he realized were a beautiful, rich, deep brown. He pulled her out of the water and she sat beside him on the dock. They could hear the soft sounds of the water licking the posts of the dock below them.
"Todd," Pam said, her face inches from his.
"Yeah?" He tossed a stick in the water and it made a gentle splash.
"Will you show me how to kiss?"
He turned and looked at her. Her firm, round breasts were visible under the bikini top. "Don't you know how?" he said, looking away.
She leaned closer to him. "No." She lifted her head slightly and he found his mouth on hers. He allowed his lips to part, and the tip of her tongue ran around his lips and against his teeth. The feel of her soft, young lips was the sweetest, most tender kiss he ever had in his life. She took his hand in her fingers and laid it on her firm breast. "Can you feel my heart beating?"
Todd sighed deeply, his hand on her breast, trying desperately not to squeeze. She ran a cool hand over his chest and rested it on the back of his neck. She kissed him a little more hungrily, her mouth wide open. His hand closed on her breast, squeezing gently. She forced him back against the dock and gently blew into his ear. The ends of her long, wet hair soaked his shirt. She pressed her firm breasts into his chest and nuzzled her face into his neck, and he laid a hand on her ear and ran it down the velvet, wet sheen on the back of her head. He wondered if she could feel his heart hammering in his chest.
With a languorous move, she laid her thigh across his waist and nibbled on his earlobe. She brushed her mouth slowly across his cheek and poked her tongue into the corner of his lips. She chewed his lower lip gently. His hands roamed over the smooth skin on her back and side. His lips tingled from the caress of her lips and tongue. With a sudden fierceness, she grabbed a fistful of his hair, planted her parted lips on his, and forced her sweet, wet tongue into his mouth. They both moaned, kissing passionately.
Finally, they broke apart, and she slid her arms around him and jammed her pelvis against his erection. "Oooh, Todd," she whispered. "You've got a hard-on." She ground her mound on the lump in his pants. "Can I touch it?" she asked. "I've seen it once already. I just want to touch it."
"I don't know," he whispered. He ran his hand along her smooth, bare leg, and back up to her ass. She was trembling very slightly.
"You want to see my pussy?" she whispered.
The smell of her flesh was unmistakably that of a woman's. This was no young girl, like he had thought of her up to then, she was a grown woman anxious for a man to make love to her. Was she a virgin? Todd wondered to himself. If she was, could he take her virginity? He thought for a moment. Someone might come down to this dock and see them, but he had a place where no one would find them, even if they came looking for them.
"I know somewhere we can go and I'll show you how to kiss," he said. They stood and walked back to the shore, where they had left their clothes. He watched Pam dress. The flowing, gentle waves of her hair dropped over her shoulder and melted across the gentle curves on her chest. She pulled on Todd's pair of old, faded jeans, torn at the knees and in the back right under her ass, and, as she pulled one of his old sweaters over her head, he had a brief vision of her on her back with her luscious legs in the air, her breasts glimmering in the soft moonlight. The image made his penis throb in his pants.