Dating : Beach Party — Verdanna’s Diary: Part 8

Dear Diary,

Julio keeps flitting through my mind. I have to admit, I don’t really know why. It’s not like we had an actual relationship, but I was feeling like there was something between us. I guess it wasn’t so much Julio in my mind as the idea of a consistent someone. I know I was totally getting carried away but suddenly I was daydreaming about walks on the beach at sunrise, holding hands with someone special…which of course, because this is my daydream, led to me on all fours behind a sand dune with him thrusting his cock into my wet pussy. I imagined waking up on a Sunday morning with the same warm body beside me that had been there last Sunday and the Sunday before. And that just didn’t fit into my plans. Somehow, I needed to get these thoughts out of my head.

And that’s how I ended up watching Jill suck on long, hard cock while I ate her pussy, as someone else thrust their cock in and out of my cunt.

We found this beachside club to hang out at that had a nice mix of people — about one third tourist, one third locals, and one third artists and musicians It had some really good dance vibes, good prices, and it was right on the beach. What could be better?

Last night we met these three guys who started buying us drinks. Kevin and Chris were both Americans, but Jeff was Australian and had these fabulous blue eyes and of course, that accent that turned all women to mush. We danced and drank for an hour or so, until Kevin suggested we all get some fresh air. So, we headed off down the beach with our Coronas in hand, laughing our asses off.

After about fifteen minutes of walking and playful flirting, we came across a bunch of people sitting around a bonfire. They invited us to come and sit and have a beer with them. Since our beer had somehow disappeared, we figured what the hell?

We sat with our backs against a log. Kevin was on one side of me, Jeff on the other, Jill beside him, and Chris on her other side. We were talking with some people who’d invited us to join them when I said something to Kevin. He didn’t answer.

“Hey, Kevin? Are you drunk or what?”

“Shhh,” he said, leaning closer to me. “Check it out — over there.”

My eyes followed where he was looking. Right there, just to the left of us, was a cute little blonde hippie chick with her face in some guys lap. He was staring blissfully into the fire and rubbing her back as her head bobbed up and down. I didn’t know if this was a normal thing among this group of people or not. No one else was paying any attention to them, so I just glanced furtively every minute or so. She was pretty involved in her task and didn’t appear to care if anyone was watching her.

I was beginning to think this was just a random drunken experience until an exotic looking Asian girl came up behind the blonde hippie chick and began to rub her ass through her bikini bottoms. The Asian girl was wearing a bandeau bikini top and denim shorts and her nipples were hard and poking through the thin fabric. The next time I looked back, the blonde girl was wriggling her ass against the Asian girl’s hand and a guy had come up behind the Asian girl to slide her bikini top down so he could play with her pert little breasts.

I was beginning to squirm. When Kevin reached over and slid his hand past my waistband, I didn’t protest. His fingers rubbed my clit through my panties as I kept my eyes on the scene developing before me. No one else was bothering to be discreet anymore either. I noticed that we weren’t the only ones starting our own side show. In fact, Jill was already sitting on Chris’ lap while his fingers were hidden beneath her skirt and Jeff had removed her top and was playing with her tits.

Kevin’s fingers slipped under my panties, and he dipped his fingers inside me. I closed my eyes, no longer able to concentrate on what anyone else was doing. Kevin was keeping my mind completely occupied.

After a few minutes, Kevin moved in front of me and said, “Sit up here.” He patted the log.

I stood, and he removed my shorts and panties. I checked out the instigators of this love fest. The Asian girl was on her knees sucking on the guy who’d been fondling her from behind, the blonde hippie chick was on her back with her face buried between the Asian girl’s legs and the guy who originally was getting the blow job was busily thrusting in and out of the blonde girl’s pussy. There was plenty of moaning and groaning going on there.

When I sat down, Kevin immediately dove between my legs. His tongue dipped right inside me, over and over again. He tongue fucked me until I began to moan. Just as I began to come, Jeff appeared in front of me with his hard cock in his hand. He slid it deep into my throat as the orgasm ripped through me. I moaned with my mouth full as he held still.

When my body finally stopped shuddering, I began to suck on him. I ran the length of my tongue up and down his shaft. Suddenly I felt a nice thick cock drive deep into my pussy. I assumed it was Kevin, but it could have been Chris.

All night long the scene continued. Sometimes I’d take a break and watch. Sometimes it was just me and Kevin. Sometimes it was three of us. Finally, it was all five of us in a daisy chain.

I was licking Jill’s pussy while Jeff fucked me from behind. She was sucking on Chris’ cock when Kevin came up and said, “Got room for me?”

We all laughed and Jill said, “Of course.”

“Why don’t you come over here between me and Jill?”

He got in between us and lay on his back in front of me. I took his long tool into my mouth and began to suck at him with long, slow strokes. Jill got on all fours so he could lap at her inviting and open lips. Jeff switched places with Chris and lay on the sand on his back so Jill could lick my juices off his dick. Chris came up behind me and pulled my pussy over his face. From the corner of my eye, I saw the Asian girl approach us.

“Hey, can I help you guys complete the daisy chain?”

Jeff eagerly said, “You bet!”

She positioned herself between Chris and Jeff. Jeff, who had mentioned his fetish for Asian girls earlier, quickly went to work between her thighs while she attached herself to Chris’ cock.

Jill’s orgasm began first, and it continued from there. It was unlike anything I’d ever seen before. One after another we came, soaking each other with jism and pussy juices.

After that, everyone began to clear out. Jill and I headed back to the house and crashed.

The funny thing was, as I got in the shower this morning, I wasn’t thinking about anything from the previous night, even though it had been a lot of fun. I was thinking how nice it would have been to have someone special in the shower with me, to wash my back, kiss my neck, and make love to me like it meant something.

To be continued…