Sweet Catherine's First Experiences (Unprotected Book 1) Page 7

  “Promise you won’t tell Dad?” she asked him sweetly.

  “Sure, but it might cost you,” he chuckled in reply.

  Catherine could hear the shower running, so she knew Robbie would be a while yet.

  “Well, what can I do to make sure you don’t tell?” she teased as she walked over to the door. “Dad will kill me if he finds out.”

  She had stopped right in front of Mr Dale, and she was swaying against the door. He checked the hallway over his shoulder then turned back to her. He touched her hair, gathering a few strands from her cheek and smoothing down to her shoulder. She looked at his hand, and he trailed his fingers lower and touched her nipple through her tank top.

  *

  “I guess if you don’t tell, then I won’t,” Milton Dale said to the girl, and with that he felt her little tit more firmly. He squeezed it and made her gasp and moan slightly as she pressed forward against his hand.

  She had her hands behind her back, clinging to the door frame while he continued to feel her up. She peered up at him, and he bent to her and kissed her lips. He was instantly erect, and she was completely submissive as he pressed his body against her, but he was conscious of the fact that his son might open the bathroom door any second.

  “This is our little secret, then?” he said to her as he kissed her hard once more.

  He lifted from her and pulled her top up to have a quick look. The shower had stopped in the bathroom, so he pulled her out into the hallway. He kissed her hard again and felt her little tits bare while he was at it. She was responding with open mouth and just moaning and thrusting her chest forward as he groped her and pinched her nipples.

  Milton pulled himself away and walked across to the elevator. She remained leaning back against the door with her top still up over her tits. She was just smiling at him with her eyes glazed and dreamy.

  “Our little secret!” he said to her again as the elevator door opened.

  “Okay, Mr Dale,” she uttered through her smile.

  *

  When the elevator doors closed Catherine tugged her top down into place and went in to find Robbie coming from the bathroom. She told him she had to go, and left immediately. Back in her hotel room, she went straight to bed and rubbed herself to another orgasm thinking about Mr Dale and the other man who had saved her from the wave. She decided she was going to find him again tomorrow.

  The resort isn’t that big, so how hard could it be?

  19

  That next morning Catherine spent hours by the pool watching for the man from the beach. She had no luck with that, but she did meet the other girls from yesterday. Robbie went off with some boys and she went shopping with the girls again.

  Mid-afternoon the gang of teenagers were back at the pool swimming and playing around, with the boys doing their best to get onto the girls. Finally Catherine caught sight of the beach guy walking through the pool area with a towel over his shoulder. He went right by without looking at her and continued out through the gardens and along a walking track that led to the parkland and toward the far end of the beach.

  Catherine grabbed her towel and dragged Robbie along. “Where are we going?” he complained as he got hold of his towel and ran after her.

  “Let’s go for a walk,” Catherine enthused. “Let’s see where this track goes.”

  She could see the guy up ahead, and she followed along keeping a distance. When the guy stopped at a bench beside the track to talk on his phone, she and Robbie were soon walking past him.

  She looked quite deliberately and he smiled, so she smiled back and half turned as she slowly and reluctantly walked by.

  “How are you?” he asked. He had finished his call and pocketed his phone. “No injuries, I hope.”

  “Only my pride,” Catherine responded shyly. She turned back and stepped closer. Robbie was instantly by her side.

  “He saved me from a wave yesterday,” she said to Robbie, although she continued looking at the older man as she spoke. His eyes were moving up and down her body, and she was arching her boobs forward again.

  “So, you two are heading up to the north end are you? I guess you’re old enough.”

  “Old enough?” Catherine queried.

  “Yeah, I guess you’re going up for a look at the ladies are you, son?”

  “What ladies?” Robbie asked blankly.

  The guy had started off walking again. Catherine and Robbie kept up with him. “You know it’s topless up the north end of the beach, don’t you?” he asked. “Well, it’s optional of course, but most of the ladies indulge us men and show what they’ve got.”

  “The ones with something to show, that is,” Catherine responded cautiously.

  “Well, don’t underestimate how attractive small breasted women are,” he shot back. “Isn’t that right?” he asked Robbie.

  “I like small ones!” Robbie answered flatly. He pulled Catherine close to his side as he spoke.

  There was a walking trail leading off through the sand dunes, and the guy took that. Catherine followed him and Robbie followed her.

  “Well, you shouldn’t feel pressured to take your top off – er?”

  “Catherine! My name’s Catherine!”

  “Catherine, and?”

  “Robbie!”

  “I’m Andy…. Nice to meet you both.” He offered a smile. “Yeah, if you kids just want to have a look, that’s fine. There’s going to be a lot of older guys like me that will be watching for it, but you don’t have to go topless if you feel uncomfortable.”

  “But we could sit with you, couldn’t we?” Catherine asked excitedly.

  Andy grinned. “Yes, of course you can.”

  The sand dunes ended, and the trail opened onto a small, secluded section of the beach. There were plenty of sunbathers, mostly men and mostly Andy’s age and older. There were a scattering of women but none under about thirty, and they were all sun browned and kind of leathery looking. There were lots of men looking up at Catherine. She retreated behind Robbie’s arm.

  “I don’t like the look of this,” Robbie said.

  “Well, the surf looks good.” Andy tossed his towel over by a rock and jogged off toward the water.

  “It’s okay,” Catherine said to Robbie. “Let’s just sit over here for a while. “

  “But everyone’s looking at us,” Robbie complained.

  They spread their towels and sat down. Catherine hugged her knees while Robbie looked around at the few topless women close by.

  Andy returned after a little while dripping wet and with his muscles rippling and defined. Catherine watched him drying off. She squirmed as his eyes moved over her legs and settled on her bikini bottoms for a moment.

  He grinned. “Still here?”

  “Yes, we’re still here!” Catherine defended playfully.

  “Look at those ones, Robbie!” Andy said.

  There was a woman up on her knees fixing her towel into position. Her breasts were huge and swaying beneath her slender body.

  “See, I told you they have to be big!” Catherine complained indignantly.

  “No – yours are nice too. Perfect for your build and age,” Andy assured. “Over there too,” he said to Robbie.

  There was another big breasted woman moving around, though she was quite large all over.

  “Big old granny one’s,” Robbie scoffed, seemingly relaxing into the situation as he settled on his stomach, watching all around.

  Catherine settled too, though still hugging her knees to her chest a bit. They were sitting back against a long, low rock ledge poking out of the sand, and a few middle aged men had taken positions sitting up on the ledge looking down. There were also two men now setting up towels quite close in front.

  “You’re becoming very popular,” Andy said under his breath, just loud enough for Catherine and Robbie to hear.

  Both men setting up in front lay down on their stomachs facing Catherine. Another one who would have been in his 60s was claiming a spot between them
.

  Andy grinned and whispered again. “So, are you going to give them a look or not?”

  “She doesn’t have to,” Robbie whispered back. “It’s not even sunny enough to get a tan or anything.”

  He was right. The sun had disappeared behind a bank of clouds, and although it was still hot and steamy there wouldn’t be much more sun that afternoon, if any at all.

  Andy lifted to his side and edged closer. “You could still do it, though. If you wanted to enjoy some attention and give these guys a thrill.”

  There were more men lined up on the ledge, and another two had set up in front facing Catherine. She was looking around at them although avoiding any eye contact. She had lowered her knees.

  “Go on. I dare you!” Andy teased.

  She smiled then checked with Robbie. “Should I?”

  “You don’t have to!” he said again. “They’re all old farts anyway!”

  It was noticeable that the men leaving the beach were all walking around close to the rock ledge for a look on their way to the trail through the dunes. Another few had stopped and taken a position on the ledge. There were a dozen or so where there had been none prior to Catherine’s arrival.

  “They’re all hoping you take it off,” Andy went on encouragingly. “You’re not going to disappoint them, are you?”

  Catherine could feel all eyes upon her, and particularly Andy’s.

  She turned to Robbie again. “I’m actually the only woman here with a top on. I think I should do it.”

  “Why? You’re not old like them!”

  “What – are you saying I’m not a woman?” Catherine challenged. It was an old argument to do with her being a real woman in Robbie’s eyes when she agreed to have sex with him.

  “No, I’m not saying that!” Robbie said a little sheepishly.

  “Well, why shouldn’t I do the same as the other women here?”

  “What, and have all these old guys looking at you?” Robbie groaned under his breath, getting desperate it seemed.

  Catherine had her back up. “So, now you’re saying it’s okay for you to ogle these other women but it’s not okay for me to enjoy being looked at by other men? That’s not even fair!”

  Of the now quite noticeable crowd of men gathered as close as they reasonably could, some were subtle about it, others were quite blatantly staring at Catherine.

  “Will you stay here if I do it?” she asked Andy.

  “Of course,” he returned warmly. “Robbie and I will make sure they keep their distance at least, won’t we, Robbie?”

  Robbie’s face was blank. He looked sick. Catherine was panting a little – working up the courage. She turned to Andy with a nervous smile. “Okay, here goes!” she said, and she reached for the knot behind her back.

  The men who were subtly watching were suddenly glaring intently.

  She loosened that knot then undid the one behind her neck. Her little bikini top slipped and she gathered it and lowered it from her firm young breasts. They were pure white against her otherwise golden tanned skin.

  “Yeah, that’s nice. Now lean back so the guys behind can see them,” Andy instructed.

  There was an ooh yeah and a low whistle or two from the guys back there. Catherine’s tiny nipples were instantly erect. She lay back, resting upon her elbows, and that gave all the men a full on view.

  *

  Andy was close enough to see the young girlfriend’s goose bumps. The milky white skin of her tits were covered in them, as was her belly and the smooth young lines of her inner thighs. He could also see a little camel toe where the soft fabric of her bikini bottoms were cutting into her slit. He examined his way back up her body and had another look at her breasts. He glanced up from them to meet her smile.

  He grinned over at the boy. “Definitely the best set of boobs on the beach, huh, Robbie?”

  Robbie was looking around at the gathering of men. They were all staring fairly blatantly. “I think we should go and get some drinks soon,” he said to Catherine.

  “That’s a good idea – I’m really thirsty,” she agreed. “Could you go?”

  “What – me?” Robbie complained.

  “Please?” Catherine implored sweetly. “I’ll make it up to you tonight.”

  “Really? How?” Robbie shot back with heightened interest.

  “You know how – maybe!” the young girlfriend went on, leaning close for a kiss.

  “You better be serious this time,” he said as he got up to go. He then jogged off.

  Andy waited until he was gone. “Do you have any lotion in your bag, Catherine? You know you can still burn when it’s overcast here. You really should put some on your breasts at least.”

  Catherine blushed but didn’t answer. She took a tube of sunscreen from her bag and rubbed some into her hands. She started with her arms and shoulders then squeezed some more and smoothed it over her belly.

  “Play with your nipples a bit when you do them,” Andy whispered. “The guys will love that.”

  Catherine bit down on her smile as she smoothed the sunscreen over her little boobs. She looked around at all the men watching. She felt herself up and squeezed her nipples while they all stared at her doing it.

  Andy got to his knees behind her. He squirted a glob of the sunscreen and massaged her shoulders for a moment then worked the oily lotion into her back. She was leaning forward with her hands stretched down to her shins. Her little tits were there and available, and he smoothed up her sides and felt them without touching her nipples as yet. He leaned to her ear and whispered, “They all want me to feel you up.”

  “Do they?” Catherine uttered.

  “I’m pretty sure they’re all hoping for it,” he whispered into her other ear that time.

  Catherine didn’t respond right away, but after a moment she whispered back. “You can if you want to.”

  Andy started at her waist and smoothed up her sides again, that time reaching around further and allowing his fingers to flay over her nipples. There were more ooh yeahs and low groans from the men watching, and he swept upward again and felt her tits more fully.

  She looked back over her shoulder, arching her back and pressing herself forward against his hands, so he kissed her lips.

  “Come on, man – fuck her,” someone called out, and Catherine moaned as Andy kissed her again.

  She was completely submissive. He felt he could fuck her right there and then if he wanted to, but he wasn’t about to go that far. Instead, he just took another little kiss and feel of her tits then he released her to lie back on his towel.

  “Better not let things get out of hand with all these guys watching,” he whispered when she lay back beside him. “Tempting, though!”

  “Am I really tempting?” Catherine asked sweetly.

  “Hell, yes! Although I can think of some better options than the beach in front of a bunch of guys. Maybe a nice hotel room and satin sheets.”

  *

  Catherine smiled. “That sounds nice.” She also smiled up at a man walking past looking directly at her breasts. And as some of the other men were leaving, they were all taking the opportunity to walk close by on their way.

  Catherine stayed on her back so they could have a good look at her breasts, and she looked right at each of them, meeting their stares openly.

  “This is fun,” she said to Andy.

  “Well, I guess we’ll have to go to the full nude beach tomorrow if you like this so much,” he chuckled in reply.

  “Really? Is there one?”

  “Sure! It’s just around the other side of the headland. It’s a bit of a hike or we could take a jet ski.”

  “Okay,” Catherine uttered softly.

  The beach was clearing quickly with the clouds darkening and threatening rain. Everyone was walking close by Catherine for a look, and she never put her top back on until after Robbie returned and they were getting up to leave. She then stood facing Andy and smiling at him as he had a last look at her breasts. She c
overed them once, then she lifted her top again, basically flashing him while following his gaze down then back up.

  “Yes – very, very tempting!” He grinned, and she bit down on her smile and covered herself properly.

  They hurried back to the resort before the rain started. That night their parents insisted that Catherine and Robbie come out to dinner and a show with them, and by the time that was done it was past midnight – which meant there was no opportunity for Robbie to get what he was promised, and there was no need for Catherine to find an excuse to deny him.

  She would have had to find an excuse too because she didn’t want to have sex with Robbie. She didn’t understand that herself, but the thought of being taken by a mature man was completely filling her mind, and throughout the evening she had been constantly looking across at Mr Dale.

  The next morning, Robbie was the one leading the way around to the dock where the jet skis were. They were to meet Andy at 11am, and they were there early. As far as Robbie knew it was to be a bit of fun riding around jumping waves and stuff. He hadn’t been told about the nude beach yet.

  Catherine ended up sitting on the dock talking with old George the maintenance man while Andy gave Robbie a lesson in handling a jet ski. Then the two guys were zooming around racing and carrying on for ages while Catherine leaned back on her hands thrusting her boobs forward for the old man. She had her white bikini top on again, and her nipples were constantly hard and poking at it. The old man was sitting beside her on the dock grinning and looking down at them.

  “Andy tells me you’re heading around to the cove today.”

  “I don’t know. Where’s the cove?” Catherine asked, although she guessed it was the nude beach.

  The old man grinned. “That’s where the clothing is optional and you’re going to look good!”

  “Oh. Thank you,” Catherine uttered shyly.

  “Andy said you went topless yesterday. Lots of men watching too.”

  Catherine just smiled.

  “Wish I’d been there to see that. They look nice through your little top there.”