Chapter Four
Chapter Four
They walked in silence along the beach, hand in hand. In the distance, he could still hear the party going on, as wild as ever, as if they didn’t realise what had just happened.
He didn’t look at her, he didn’t need to. Her perfect image was forever etched into his memory, the touch and taste and smell of her body lingering on his, as if she was still on him.
After they had finished, he had wondered for a moment if things were going to get uncomfortable, but they never did. They simply continued walking on the beach, content to bask in the glow of their mutual pleasure, their shared moment of release.
He thought about how good she felt, how badly she had wanted him and how badly he had wanted her, how badly he
still
wanted her. His cock twitched and he licked his lips as the thought of fucking her again, of being inside her body again, listening to her moans of pleasure as he came deep inside her again, of her slipping up her panties and once again letting his warm cum pool between her legs.
“This has been really nice,” she said, finally.
“Yes,” he said, “it has.”
“And I don’t just mean,” she looked at him, her cheeks red, “
you know
.”
“I know,” he said. “Twice.”
She blushed hard and turned away and he laughed and she laughed, and then she gently slapped his arm and he stopped and turned to her.
“It’s been wonderful,” he said, gently brushing her hair behind her ear, taking a moment to appreciate her beauty in the moonlight.
“I know we’ve only just met,” she said, “but I have this funny feeling that this is, I don’t know,
special
somehow. Is that crazy?”
“Yes,” he said, staring into her beautiful dark eyes, “but I must be crazy too because I feel exactly the same thing. It feels almost like…”
“Like fate?” she said.
“Just like that,” he said, leaning in to kiss her.
Their kiss was slow and long, with a tenderness that can only come from two people who have known each other intimately, who have shared their deepest selves with one another.
“You shouldn’t be here,” she said, as they continued to walk along the beach, “and neither should I.”
“How come?” he asked, looking at her, suddenly concerned.
“Oh no, it’s nothing like that,” she said, squeezing his hand tightly, “it’s just, I was supposed to be out with my friends, but then I lost them and found you.”
“Oh,” he said, the image of Chiho running out of his apartment to meet her friends popped into his mind for some reason, “I guess you’ll be busy then. For the rest of the holiday, I mean.”
“Yes, some of the time,” she said, “but I still want to make sure I see you again.”
“You don’t have to,” he said, “if you don’t want to.”
“Of course I want to,” she said, “more than anything. And not just because of
that
, although
that
was really great. Twice!”
She laughed and he laughed and they stopped and kissed again. This time there was more passion and as she rubbed her body against his, he thought she might be ready for a third. But before he could lay her down in the sand there was a long, loud whistle from across the beach.
“Hey, Aiko!” shouted a female voice. “Put the boy down and get over here!”
“He’s not a boy,” she shouted back, “he’s a grown-ass man!” She turned to him. “Sorry,” she said, “I’d better go. They’ve probably been looking for me all night.”
“That’s ok,” he said, “I think it’s time for me to get to bed anyway.”
“I wish I could join you,” she said.
“Me too,” he said.
“Our room is so cramped, but it was all we could afford.” Suddenly, alarm bells started ringing in his head. “Not that
that’s
why I want to stay with you. There are plenty of other reasons.” She smiled, her hands holding his loosely.
“Come on, Aiko,” shouted another voice and Josh turned to see in the distance, two women waiting for Aiko. It was too far and dark for him to see, but he could distinctly make out one of them was a petite woman with the largest breasts he had ever seen in his life.
“Call me tomorrow, ok?” she said, “I can’t wait to see you again.”
“Of course,” he said, trying not to show his surprise.
She gave him a final soft kiss and began to walk away, leaving him on the edge of the beach.
But as he watched her walk away, she turned and faced him.
“Oh, by the way,” she said, walking backwards across the sands, “Chiho was right, you
do
have the best cock.”
With that, she turned and ran towards her friends, their laughter merging into one melodious sound, before the three of them moved on, disappearing into the crowd, their sounds absorbed into the nightlife of the town centre, still buzzing as it undoubtedly would until the early hours of the morning and beyond.
And yet, with all the life and excitement and fun in the air, all Josh could do was stand there, Aiko’s final words ringing in his head, swirling around and around as if they were a riddle, even though their meaning couldn’t have been clearer.
Chiho was right, you do have the best cock.
He didn’t know what this meant, any of it, not for him and Aiko, nor for him and Chiho.
Did it mean anything?
It must mean something, right?
This wasn’t just a coincidence, was it?
He looked out at the waters, the waves crashing calmly on the shoreline. He took a deep breath and put all of it out of his mind. Whatever was going on, it had led to two of the most incredible moments of his life, so why worry?
He smiled as he thought of the two women, so different yet so similar, besties who now had one more thing in common, him!
He turned and continued his way along the beach, ready to retire for the evening, knowing that whilst tonight had peaked, the rest of his time at Spring Break was suddenly full of possibilities he had never even dreamed of.