I've lived most my life in Santa Cruis California. One summer I am home from college, working at the usual meaningless summer job. After work one afternoon I phone my old flame, Katya, just to see what is going on.
Katya tells me that there is to be a beach trip with the old gang from high school. Now, Point Loma is the beach, but when we worldly college students tire of the small kids and dog crap at the local beaches, we go North to Torrey Pines Beach.
Now, a beach trip isn't a date or a formal party. It is just a group of friends going to the beach, in this case at night.
After a hectic day at work, I need a night off. So, I ask Katya to ride out to Torrey Pines with me. Well, it seems that Katya has her friend Aleana over. Well, as I said, a beach trip isn't actually a date, so I say, "Well then ride with me and bring Aleana along."
Katya agrees and tells me when she and Aleana will be ready. [They are not ready on time, then again, Katya has never been ready on time since I have known her.]
After a bit of a wait, I pick Katya and Aleana up in my hot rod Merc. We drive up to Torrey Pines and join the usual crew around a fire circle.
It is the weird night. There is the heavy fog, but it is maybe eight feet overhead. The fog is bright white and enough light gets through that you can see a little, even at night.
It is the small dull around the fire, as everyone is discussing events the young babes gallery babes gallerys have already discussed before. Katya, Aleana and I decide to go for a walk down the beach.
Katya is the slim, attractive young babes gallery babes gallery, while Aleana is not quite as attractive, but has a set of breasts that will not quit! Now, I may have glanced in Aleana's direction once or twice. Katya pounces on this and the subject turns to breasts. [Why young babes gallery babes gallerys always call tits, breasts is one of the unsolved mysteries of life.] I stand accused of ogling Aleana's breasts.
An old hand at this small game, I say, "What's the difference? You young babes gallery babes gallerys both keep 'em covered up under your bikini tops."
Katya responds, "Well, in my case it probably doesn't matter. But, if Aleana wasn't wearing a top, you would be barking and howling at the moon, if there was a moon in sight."
I reply, "I have been here during the day, when everyone in this area is at least topless. [By now we have walked from Torrey Pines down to the area called Black's Beach, the San Diego area nude beach.] I didn't bark or howl at the moon, or the sun for that matter."
For whatever reason, Katya stops and calmly removes her bikini top. She arches her back and displays a small, but nicely shaped pair of tits. She says, "Now, you see I can walk around like this, because I have no tits. On the other hand, Aleana would be flopping all over the place."
Well, Aleana has been challenged. She says, "Wait just a minute! I am not all that large and I can walk without flopping, thank you very much." With that, Aleana removes her bikini top.
I would not say 'flop.' Her breasts jiggle yes, flop no.
Katya is not to be ignored. She asks, "Why do you small boys go gaga over a ladies breasts?"
I reply, "If you ever kissed a topless lady, you would know. It is the really worthwhile experience. Warm, moving and completely unforgettable."
Katya walks over in front of me and presents herself to be kissed.
I do so and begin, out of habit, to slide my hand up her rib cage toward the promised land.
Katya jumps back and says, "You can kiss me, but no feels."
I reply, "Feeling is the part of the total topless experience. If you don't get at least the hint of a feel, you miss a key part of the experience."
Katya says, "You can just try that total experience crap on Aleana and see how far you get."
Aleana says, "Well, small man, if you think you can deal with the sensation, I think I can stand for a small feel, just as a part of the total experience mind you."
I move over, kiss Aleana and help myself to more than just a small feel. Aleana's large breasts are firm, but soft. The kiss and the feel last for some time.
Katya is not about to let this go by. If I can feel Aleana, but not Katya, I will start calling Aleana, not Katya, for dates. So Katya presents herself again and I kiss her again and help myself to a small feel. This time, the kiss goes hot and Katya sort of jerks herself away.
I say loftily, "The topless effect, demonstrated for your kissing and feeling pleasure! I believe I have illustrated my point. The total experience!"
Katya is the bit embarrassed and says, "Well, since I am walking on the beach half nude, it is no wonder. I suppose I should put my top back on, before I get attacked by some out of control small boy."
I reply, "Watching is only part of the experience. To have the full effect, you must kiss and feel a lady up as well. The total experience magnifies the effect. For instance, with two ladies tit to tit, who knows what would happen!"
Katya sneers, "Girls don't feel other young babes gallery babes gallerys breasts. Only horny small boys do that."
I reply, "If you haven't tried it, don't knock it."
Aleana chimes in, "He's got you there, Katya!"
Katya quickly replies, "Do you want to kiss me and feel my small tits, Aleana?"
Aleana, way too sweetly, comes back with, "Well, if you also want to feel my large breasts Katya, why not? It won't be the first time I get felt up tonight."
The two young babes gallery babes gallerys walk in front of me and stand tit to tit. They start to kiss, without much body contact.
I say, "You have to move in and press against one another to get the total experience."
They do and sort of shyly feel one another up. Suddenly, it is as if a spark has passed between the two young babes gallery babes gallerys. They then stagger back, shocked and embarrassed.
I see possibilities in the situation.
I take each young babes gallery babes gallery's hand and say, "You see, the kiss and the feel. The total experience. It is more than the sum of the parts."
We are now in deep shadow. Katya says, "Is there anyplace else you just have to feel, small boy?"
I say, "Why now that you mention it, yes. There is one place that would greatly amplify the experience. It is even more pleasurable for a lady than the feel up experience."
There is the sort of rustling sound as the bottom of Katya's bikini slides to the sand. Katya says, "OK, try this! Let's see how much total experience you can stand."
I kiss Katya again. She is completely nude and my hands can go where I wanted them to go. Katya is lubricating and I can not pass up the opportunity. [Later, I don't really remember if I thought of Aleana or not.] As the kiss ends, I take a very hot Katya back against the cliff face, in shadow, and place her in doggy position in the sand. I finger her a bit and then slip my penis into her tight, wet young babes gallery. We fuck for what seems like only a few seconds and I can feel Katya starting to climax. I want it to last longer, but I can't so I put a couple of hard strokes into her and we both cum hard!
Katya slowly collapses onto the sand. I rest for a bit and then help her up. Katya and I go out, into the surf and wash up. Aleana joins us in the water. The three of us bob in the water and hug and kiss. Katya and I are nude and I feel that Aleana is just topless. It is just a celebration of joy. Aleana also is able to determine that I am nude. I begin to fantasize about what just might happen.
Then hard, cold reality sets in. I ask, "Where are our bathing suits?"
Katya grips my arm so hard, I think she might break it. She says, "Oh my god, we can't go back without suits!"
We wade out of the water and gingerly feel our way back into the shadow of the cliff wall. While searching, I encounter Aleana. Aleana is, by now, also nude. Despite the short time since my last fuck, my penis is hard again. [Ain't youth grand!?]
I begin to feel Aleana up. She moves into me and her breasts are soft against my chest. her young babes gallery is soon wet under my stroking fingers.
Katya bumps into us and says, "Oh god, sorry."
Once again, I place a young babes gallery babes gallery in doggy position in the sand and enter her. Aleana is larger than Katya and somewhat differently proportioned. It takes me a few strokes to get the position and the rhythm. Once I do, I take it slow and easy. I can get my full length into Aleana, who is not as tight as Katya. Again, Aleana prepares to climax in what I think is the short time. With the Katya experience behind me, I am able to last through two Aleana climaxes before I fill her young babes gallery with cum.
Aleana then totally crashes into the sand and I am only able to partially break her fall. Again I rest for a bit and then manage to gently pry Aleana off the sand. I more or less carry her to the water and we wash.
Katya does not join us in the water, but waits on the beach. She has found the bathing suits, while we were occupied. She says nastily, "Considering the time you two took, I seriously considered walking back to the others, with your suits."
I say, "Lucky you didn't. Mine is such a great product that all the young babes gallery babes gallerys would want some. The jealousy among their boyfriends would be a terrible thing to see."
Katya snarls something incomprehensible at me [and probably just as well that it was a kind incomprehensible.] She then hands out the suits and the two young babes gallery babes gallerys go back into the shadows to dress.
I go back into the water and put on my suit in the surf. I want to make damn sure I do not have sand in my crotch.
When I rejoin the young babes gallery babes gallerys I point out the sand problem and we all go back into the surf to wash away any nasty sand. I grab Katya and kiss her lightly. I ask her, "Are you really mad about what happened?"
Katya says, "No, but keep your hands to yourself."
I grab Aleana and ask the same question. Aleana replies, "No, but we do have to go back now." [Read: "Keep your hands to yourself."]
We take our time and walk back to the others.
There are the usual comments about sending out a search party.
I claim that we walked about twice as far as we did. I say, "It was the fog, we stumbled around a lot."
Nobody believes us, but nobody can prove anything.
It is, by now, late. The group splits up to head for home. The three of us walk back up to my car in the parking lot. I ask, "Do you two want to get better acquainted in the back?"
Embarrassed, Katya pulls the seat back and Aleana gets in back by herself. Katya then gets in the front with me. Katya does not say a word to me.
As a total novice at this sort of thing, I assume that I will have a companion in my bed that night. However, it is not to be.
Katya turns around and begins talking to Aleana in some sort of young babes gallery babes gallery code.
I can hear the words, but they mean nothing to me. I try to feel Katya's leg, but get only the usual, "Keep your hands to yourself!"
When Katya does finally talk to me on the trip back, she is really only concerned that I might 'tell.'
I just laugh and say, "Nobody would believe me. it was a kind just a fantastic night, with two fantastic ladies. We must do it again, sometime soon."
Both Katya and Aleana are quiet the rest of the trip home.
When we get home, I do get a goodnight kiss from Katya with a minimum feel.
Katya is away, with Aleana, before I can kiss Aleana goodnight.
I just stand and wave. I wonder if the two young babes gallery babes gallerys will try to expand their fund of experiences that night. I suspect that I will not find out.
Katya will never tell me, but Aleana might, if I ever see Aleana again.
I drive home alone and park the Merc in the garage. Despite the late hour, I get the pencil flash out of the glove compartment and make a quick but thorough search of the back seat area. Between the seat and back I find a phone number, in some kind of crude pencil written form. [An eyebrow pencil I am later to learn.] I will see Aleana again.
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