Sand, Seduction, Stings, and Strength

Darren discovers the two feminine, soft coeds have an incredibly powerful secret

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I had lugged the wagon with our beach gear from the parking lot to our spot on the sand and felt like a pack mule as I unloaded it. Cooling my feet in the water was my first priority.

Our young friend Janie and her best friend and roommate Margot spread their towels, undid the snaps on their denim shorts and — I tried to ignore their bikini bottoms when Janie’s phone vibrated.

She looked at the text. “It’s Brian.” She giggled. “Says he’s sorry and he needs to apologize.” She sent a reply.

“He needs to apologize?” Margot smiled her approval. “Good.”

Janie fastened her shorts, slipped back into her sandals, and gathered her towel. “I told him I’d be waiting for him in the parking lot. Sorry. I need to go. I was looking forward to hanging out with you.” She gave Margot a quick kiss and I thought nothing of it.

“Not to worry. I’ll see you back at the apartment soon.”

Janie smiled at me. “Thanks, Darren, for bringing us. But I — ”

“Enjoy. I’ll splash in the surf and make sure sharks don’t sink their teeth into your roommate.”

“Very noble of you. Bye.” And with that, Janie was off across the sand, looking quite cute in her tight shorts wiggling into the distance. She had spent months at a time living with me and my wife because her parents, who were good friends of ours, had numerous health and financial issues.

Margot stood by her towel and lifted her T-shirt, revealing a sultry crushed velvet bikini. The purple hue contrasted beautifully with her light skin and reddish hair curling over her shoulders.

She handed her T-shirt to me, almost automatically, and I stuffed it into a bag while trying not to notice her shape. “I prefer you fold it,” she smiled.

And so I did while she slowly unzipped her denim shorts, slid them below her ass, along her thighs, and to her ankles. Her bikini bottom was designed more like a thong and nestled in the valley of her ass. My cock pulsated involuntarily at the curve of her lower back and her muscular thighs.

I felt guilty at my sudden arousal since she was Janie’s best friend ever since — did it matter how long ago? Now, they were fresh out of college and Margot had said she was embarking on a career in education.