You invite me to your beach house for a party. All the ladies there are in the cutest little bikinis. I think you are a hottie, but I am not sure that you are going to notice me over all the other girls here. I have had a crush on you all summer.
I slip out of my cover up and little cut offs and join the party. I grab a beer and mingle a little bit. Damn, you got some really some southern California girls here today. I see you walking alone for a moment. You are headed to get a beer. I set my fresh beer down and pretend to need a beer too. I walk up right behind you and brush up against you.
I thank you when you hand me a beer. You ask if I am having a good time. I tell you that it is a great party, and that you have a really sexy tan. Another girl walks up to us and she puts her arms all over you. Damn, this bitch! I see I have some slutty competition here.
I lean over and whisper in your ear that my tits are real, and not fake like hers. My pussy is wetter and tighter than your slutty friend here. I see your eyes sparkle and you take a step towards me, away from her. I grab your hand and slide it between my legs as I pull my bikini bottom to the side. I guide your fingers into my drippy wet pussy. You finger me and I cum all over your fingers. When you pull your fingers out of me, I guide them to your lips and ask you if you want to take a blanket to the beach and have a better taste.
