Chapter 2
Over the last six months, Destiny has come over to join me for coffee on some mornings. With the cold weather she wore loose sweater tops and jeans. With the cooler air of spring, she wore flannel shirts and jeans. There were quite a few of those mornings that I jerked off after she left.
Now, it is early June. Her apparel has changed to indecent short-shorts and cropped tops that her tits nearly fall out the bottom of.
My jerk-off days are pretty much every day now.
My lust for Destiny has grown exponentially over the last six months.
She has become an obsession and my fantasies about her have ended up in a lot of my stories.
The bikini is a light purple with a pink strip at the top. The bikini top matches the bottoms. I damn near swallow my tongue when Destiny turns to face me and I see that the tiny triangles of her bikini barely covers her small tits.
The way that Destiny is smiling at me, I’m not sure if she is joking or does she really want to see me naked? “Give me a couple of minutes to get some swim trunks on,” I call out to her. “Ah, you’re no fun! I’d get naked if you get naked,” she called back. Teasing?
I use my hand to squeeze the life out of the beginnings of a boner when I stripped to put on my swim trunks. Would Destiny really get naked with me? What would happen after that? I know exactly where my mind would go and what my body would desire.
“There you are chicken boy,” Destiny calls out as I come out my back door to go over and join Destiny on the board walk.
“Who you calling a boy?” I hissed. “I happen to be five years older than you,” I pointed out.
“Yeah, but you’re still a chicken,” she purrs while she pulls her bikini top down enough to flash her lovely tits at me.
Destiny chuckled when my head whipped around to see if anyone could see her. “Nobody can see me silly! Unless there is some pervert with binoculars across the way,” Destiny told me. “And if there is some perv gawking at me, let him have a good look at what he’ll never have,” she added with a smirk.
“Let’s go over to my yard. I have some lounge chairs set out for us to soak up some sun,” Destiny suggested. I noticed that she did not pull her top back in place as we walked the twenty tards over to her condo.
“I usually suntan topless,” Destiny announced while she yanked off her bikini top and tossed it on the ground next to her chaise lounge chair.
“Holy shit,” I gasped as I gawk at her mostly exposed nubile body.
At 21 years old, she could easily pass for a teenager with her slender little nubile body.
“Do me a favor and spread some suntan oil on me, baby,” Destiny purred as she held up a plastic bottle of coconut smelling oil.
I started on her shoulders and upper chest. “Don’t be bashful sweetie!
My titties need some attention too. I want my breasts to be just as dark as the rest of me by the end of the summer,” she told me.
My hands were trembling slightly as I massaged the oil all over her lovely little peach size breasts. Her nipples pebbled to fully erect. As did my sorely tortured cock. I worked my way down her tummy till I was down to the waist of her tiny bikini bottom.
I had to fight the desire to slip my hand inside the bottom of her pussy. I’d bet her pussy is dripping wet by now. Yes, My cock is hard as stone now.