The Beach Incident

The Beach Incident

I was at Wildwood with some other friends for the first time.  Jacob had known I had a crush on him.  When I got out of the water to find him kissing his new friend, Donna, I just grabbed up my flops and towel and ran away.  Jacob had tried to get me to go all the way with him the night before.  Maybe I should have.



When I realized after calming down that I didn’t have my ID or any money, I went back to find our group.  They were no longer in the spot I had run away from.  I searched the beach frantically.  I searched the boardwalk where I was allowed to go in just flops.  I fnally went to the parking lot to find the Jeep that belonged to a new friend.  It was gone.



The only thing I could think of doing was finding somewhere to make a call to Katherine.  She had decided not to come with us after Jacob insulted her intelligence on matters.  She also didn’t like the new friends he had made, the ones with the Jeep.  Still, she was my best friend and at the apartment we all had rented for the two weeks we were here.  She  had tried to warn me that his new friends were a bad influence on Jacob.  I should have listened.



The shops were all closing as the light faded.  The ones that I tried to talk to said they had no public phone or claimed to not speak English good enough to understand my dilemma.  One woman was kind enough to give me a brightly colored shirt when I started to shiver.  It wasn’t from the cold.  I was getting frightened.



One of the shops tucked back in a small corner had all of its lights on.  It was  September, so the boardwalk, or what I knew of it, closed when the cooler air came off the water at dusk.  The shop had little displayed in the windows.  The shirts were black with red designs.  Some had words I didn’t hear of before.  A decent looking man in tight blue jeans and a strong build was hanging lights where smaller displays would go.  The sign said “J & L Toys & Designs”.



I pushed my way through the door and a chime in deep tones announced me. 

“Chime works, Logan.”  The man behind the counter had less strong of a build but still tight and firm.  He looked older than the other, with long hair down to his chest and full beard.  He wore a tight T-shirt with his jeans that had the same design as the sign out front.



The other man turned to look at me.  “I told you it would work, I know what I’m doing.”



The man behind the counter with an open box just huffed.  “Just don’t electricute yourself.  Can I help you, Miss?”



“I was wondering if you had a phone I could use.  My so-called friends abandoned me.”



“Just your type, James,” said Logan, “A damsel in distress.”



James’ face turned intense.  “Can it, Logan.  I’m sorry but the phones are not hooked up yet.”



“I told you I do electric.  Not phones.  They’re different kinds of lines.”



I couldn’t help myself.  “Sounds like the two of you.”  I extended my hand to James.  “I’m Kristina.”



James took my hand and kissed it gently.  “It’s  a pleasure to meet you, Kristina.  Numb nuts up there is Logan, and I’m James.”  He looked over me slowly, as if trying to decide if what was under my clothes looked as good as what showed.



I shifted nervously.  I had heard of things happening on the Boardwalk that a girl could get herself caught up in.  my towel slipped off from where I had it tucked at my waist. 



I saw James make a motion toward me as he came out from behind the counter.  I heard the door lock click and as James stood before me, Logan came up from behind.



“Here, allow me.”  I could feel his warm breath against my legs and up my body as he picked up my towel.  He put his arms around me and pulled me close with the towel.  I could feel his hard penis through his jeans.  He stepped back slightly, and tucked the towel in the front of my bikini bottoms as he secured it.



I tried to step back and ran into Logan.  His penis too strained against his jeans as I felt it against my ass.



“Feel free to wander around,” said Logan.  “take a closer look.”



I had to squeeze sideways to get out from between them.  My skin felt warm and I was sure my face was flushed.  I moved to the middle aisle to put racks between me and them.  There were fake penises lined up on the shelves.  I pretended to look closer, noting that some compared to the size I had felt on Logan, but none seemed close to what I had felt of James.



My face felt hotter at just the idea of theirs looking similar to the ones on the shelves.  I was only 18.  How did I get myself into this?



To move to the aisle farthest from the door, I had to squeez past Logan at the end of the first.  I don’t know what made me want a second feel of him, but I ground my hips purposely against his groin as I passed.  It was only the ones that were marked 8 inches that compared to the hardness I still felt on him.



James had changed the sign to “Closed” and  hit a switch that made bars come down over the windows and door.  He flicked another, and the lights dimmed, giving everything this eerie glow.  The lights above the T-shirts displayed in the windows made things appear on them that I hadn’t seen before.  When he was done, he moved to one end of the aisle that I occupied as Logan stood on the other.



I searched the rack and found what looked like handcuffs that I had seen Jacob put in the night before last when he got drunk with his new friends.  These, however, had fur on them that seemed would be more comfortable.  “You plan on using these?”



James half grinned as he approached me.  He picked up a set of the handcuffs, only these were made of slick brown material with silver fastenings.  There was also two more of them that seems larger attached to the same package.  “I was thinking more of these.”



I put the furry ones down and present him my wrists.



Logan cocked his head to one side. “No fighting?”



“There are two of you, bars on the windows and doors and no phone I could run to.  Also, the boardwalk is probably empty.  What’s the point?”



“It will make things less interesting,” said James.



I moved my hand down to James’ groin and grabbed his hard shaft.  “I think I’ve already found what intrests me.”



Logan put his hands on my generously rounded hips and ground himself against my ass.  “I’ll bet that’s a tight back door.”



“I don’t think you would want to split my ass in new ways.”



James loosened my towel and let it drop.  “There’s more stock in the back, along with more comfortable places to continue this.”



I had been stroking the shaft through James’ jeans.  “I’m glad you’re thinking of comfort.”



Logan’s hand slid around the waist of my bikini bottoms to the front and down between my legs, slipping his fingers inside.  I moaned slightly.

“She’s already hot and sweetly wet.”



“Being surrounded by all this and two hot guys,” I tried to sound experienced.  “what did you really expect?”



James stepped back and looked authoritive.  “Take off your shirt.”





I slipped it off with my arms crossed the way I had seen Jacob’s friends do when he watched so intently.  When my arms were above my head, James grabbed me and pulled me tight against him.  My stroking had made his penis rock hard.  He ground it against me, his bare chest against my hardened nipples.  He reached up and partially broke the top ties of my bikini top as he pulled them loose.  As he reached around me to untie the back, I felt my bikini bottoms slip away from Logan untying those.



Logan had unzipped his jeans and I could feel at least 8” of hard cock against my ass.  James hastily unzipped and lifted me.  I wrapped my legs around his waist and could still feel a good 9” of his hard shaft.  I knew I was so wet that it must have felt like drool dribbling down his penis.



I grabbed James’ hair, tangling my fingers in it as I kissed him hard.  “You said something about a back room?”



I felt Logan back off as James carried me toward the back.  The rhythm of his stride made his cock rub and vibrate against me.  I buried a moan in his hair.



When we got to the back, James set me on my feet and undid the rest of his jeans, pulling them down to reveal what I guessed to be a good 10” of cock.  I turned around to see a naked Logan laying on a mattressprotected by tow blankets and mounds of pillows on the floor.  His body had been impressive but he had a good 9” to complete the picture.  I was in for one hell of a night.



“Get on your knees, Bitch, and suck on him.”



I had to do what just came naturally to my body.  I didn’t want to anger them.  I got down, kissing Logan’s lips hard before I kissed and licked my way down to his waiting shaft.  Ir an my tongue around the tip of it before I nipped the tip.  As I started to take him into my mouth, I felt James’s hand on one of my hips.  I wasn’t ready when he slammed his penis hard inside my hot cunt.



“I told you to just suck him, Whore.”  He kept slamming me hard, driving Logan’s penis deeper and deeper into my throat.  When I started gagging Logan pulled away.



“Hey, we want to fuck her, not kill her.”



James pulled out of me, panting like I had seen wolves do over a fresh kill.  “Then what do you suggest?”



Logan searched through a box and found what looked like toothpaste.  He leaned against the wall so that he was half way propped up.  “Turn around and straddle my legs, Kristin.  She can suck on you while I give her something myself.”



James knelt in front of me and I flicked my tongue around his tip and nipped playfully before taking his shaft into my mouth and finding a rhythm.  Logan’s fingers flet cold and slimy as he slipped two into my ass.  It made me jump slightly.



James grabbed my hair hard. “No teeth, you cunt!”



“James, calm it!”



James kept hold of my hair and thrust deeper into my throat making me gag again.  To help me relax, logan stuck his tongue in my wet pussy as he shoved three fingers in my ass.  I winced slightly but his gentle sucking did relax me more.



I started to mona with ecstasy and James pulled out of my mouth and bent down to kiss me hard.  A longer, harder moan escaped my lips into his mouth.



“You’re gonna do more than that, baby,” said James.  “We’re gonna make you scream.  I want back in that hot cunt.”



I moaned into a slight scream. “Yes, please, I’m begging.  I want him back inside me."



“We’ll both be inside you.  I want in that tight ass.”



I pulled my legs in front of me and tried to sit gingerly on Logan’s lap.  James grabbed my waist as Logan held his shaft and when he had partially entered James shoved me down on him.  I let out a scream at the ecstatic pain.



“Ooh, it’s so tight..” moaned Logan, “must be a virgin ass.”



I screamed louder as Logan thrusted up with his legs and James leaned me back against Logan’s chest.  Logan pulled my arms back as James positioned himself then plunged his shaft back into my hot, creamed cunt.  I screamed as they found sync and thrust into me both at once.



“Pl..pl..please, I … I  … want his h..h..hair…”



“Uh-uh baby.  You’re just gonna feel us,” said James, “just our…hard…thrusts!!”  He punctuated each word with progressively harder thrusts.



I screamed and moaned until my throat went dry.  They both started to moan.



“Oh God, James, I’m gonna…”



“I know…Logan…me…too….”



James pulled out of me and covered my mound in his hot cum as I felt Logan fill my ass….



James fell over to his back on themattress and I was able to roll so I was laying half on each of their sides.



“Wow,” I panted,  “Some first time.”



James gasped. “Say what?”



I kissed Logan gently, then James.    “I was Amish.  I’m 18 and out to decide my fate.”

Logan breathed out slowly.  “You said ‘was’.”



I kissed them both again.  “I think I’ve found where I want to be.”



I snuggled down hugging them both as I drifted into a peaceful sleep, dreaming if the experiences with them to come.





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