Cindy was, obviously, worried about her curves – and tried to hide it with a swim-dress. It was cute but she would have done her body more justice to go bold. Curves aren’t my thing – but – it was pretty obvious that Paul liked what he saw. The lifeguard yelled at him to go easy with his hands.
Natalie came out in a one-piece like Kasey’s – but Nat’s had a printed design down the front – where Kase’s was plain.
The eye-catching part of Natalie’s suit, however, was the zipper – outlined in white – that ran from her neck to her navel. It was zipped all the way up – but the allure was that she could make it as sexy as she wanted – whenever she wanted.
A stream of curse words came out of Nick’s mouth that would have had Pastor John worried.
I suggested we go hit the waterslides and Nick complained that he wasn’t going to be able to stand up for a little while. Natalie glided over and offered him her hand – but he still wouldn’t get up.
She leaned over, kissed him on the cheek, and whispered in his ear. The next thing I knew, he was leading the way to the waterslides.
When Kasey asked her what she had said to him to get him to move, she replied that she told him, “The longer it takes you to move, the lower I unzip my zipper.”
Kasey laughed but then leaned closer and whispered, “Looks like Nick’s packin’, Cuz…” I only heard what she said because she was holding my hand as we walked through the crowds. Natalie punched her in the arm and giggled.
It’s probably not very nice to admit, but, I’m proud to say my girl was getting more looks than anybody else in the place. “If they only knew …,” I thought. “Her mother is just as hot.”
Kasey’s cousin, Natalie, was no slouch either – and so gentle with my friend. I was ecstatic with how things seemed to be turning out for Nick.
Three hours later, we had done just about everything there was to do – and were relaxing on the lazy river – when Paul got caught trying to slide his dick into Cindy on the two-person inner-tube – and we were asked to leave.
Cindy was fairly unapologetic. She told the lifeguard this was the first time she’d had a boyfriend who was brazen enough to try to fuck her in public and she was pretty damned happy about it. The lifeguard apologized but stated that she was just following the rules. She suggested that Cindy take him to Coney Island or the zoo.
Outside, at the park entrance, Kasey talked a passerby into taking a few pictures of the wedding party. I realized, at that moment, that we didn’t have anybody lined up to take photos of the ceremony. After we said our good-byes, as Kasey and I walked to the car, holding hands, I asked her about it. She said Natalie’s little sister was pretty good with a camera and she’d give her a buzz.
When she turned to answer me, she caught me leaning backwards to watch her ass as we approached the car. She released my hand and reached down to stroke my hard-on through my swimsuit. I moaned.
She sprinted ahead, laid her towel on the hot hood of the car, and hopped up to sit on the edge – opening her arms for me to cuddle.
I advised her that this was not a good idea – my cock hardening even more at the sensual buffet before my eyes. She stayed put, inviting me in.
I think she expected a kiss – but I dove into her arms and started nibbling the rigid bumps on the front of her suit. Her fingers twined into my hair as she gasped and then started giggling.
I hugged her tight body and chewed and sucked her breasts through the cloth. I leaned back and then looked down – spying one more bump that needed attention.
As I leaned into her arms – pressing my lips (finally) to hers, I teased my middle finger up the little camel-toe in her suit and lightly stroked that other bump.
Kasey hissed, “Fuck, Reggie!”
I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her from the car-hood and held her to myself. Her legs went around my waist – ankles locking behind my ass. My hard-on was very close to its happy place. I kissed her hard – and she returned every bit of it.
“Damn, Kase! I don’t know if I can wait a week!”
She giggled, “Play nice, or you’re going into time-out, mister.”
“Fuck, Kasey! I’m starving here and you’re a damned buffet!”
She hung from my body – her arms and legs locked around me. My cock was trapped – pressed up against her kooch. The urge to rip her thin swimsuit off of her and pound my cock into her virgin pussy was threatening to usurp control.
She giggled and kissed me – her fingers working through my hair – turning me on more – making my stiffy worse.
“Kasey …” I growled.
“Poor, poor, Reggie …” she teased, nibbling the edge of my jaw.
“Unless you want to lose your virginity in the parking lot of Wacky Waves, we need to stop.”
She giggled, but – after claiming one more kiss – released her hold on me – and slid down to stand on her own.
I picked up her towel, folded it twice, handed it to her, and opened her door. Once she was in, I went around to my side.
I slid behind the wheel – into an arm around my shoulder, a kiss on my cheek, and a little thigh-stroking that was turning into a hand-job.
“Girl – you are playing with fire,” I warned.
She giggled, released me, and slid clear over to lean against her door.
I’d been in trouble – but now I was missing her touch. As I made my way through to the exit, I looked over to see that her suit was half-way off. She was tweaking a nipple with her left hand as her right was rubbing up and down the crotch of her suit.
“Fuck! Kasey! You’re gonna kill us!” I complained.
“Eyes on the road, big boy,” she laughed.
I pulled over to the shoulder, put the car in park and turned to face her.
“You cannot expect me not to watch you, vixen. Fuck! You’re lucky I haven’t already jammed my cock into that pussy of yours.”
She must’ve finally seen the flames in my eyes. She laid the towel on her lap, rubbed her forefingers around her nipples one last time, and then pulled the suit back up. Her one act of rebellion was to leave the hot-pink spaghetti straps dangling under her armpits.
“I’m horny, Reg,” she moaned.