Sun, Sex, and a Summer of Love

The girl eventually flipped over and they performed the same task on her backside, working the greasy ointment into the soft mounds of her buttocks. After a few minutes, everyone seemed to understand that she was well-coated and stopped. The girl sat up and smiled. The guy nearest to her, who had first dared to rub her boobs, smiled back at her.

"Good?" he asked.

"That was sooo good," she cooed. Then she added, "What's your name?"

"Adam," he said. Kyle was shocked to discover that they were complete strangers and yet she let him touch her there.

"Next?" the girl said.

"I'll go!" said Mayuree with great enthusiasm. She threw herself down in the same position as the girl before. The bottle of sunblock made the rounds again and they all began attending to Mayuree's body. Kyle watched Adam proceeded as he did before. One by one, each participant felt comfortable enough to briefly touch her breasts and, later, her pussy, including some of the girls. They all seemed so casual and unconcerned about it that it filled Kyle with a sense of mystery and wonder.

After waffling back and forth, Kyle braved it and leaned forward. No one said a word as he found himself cupping Mayuree's small boobs. He began rubbing them in circles, watching them flatten and spring back to their rounded shape as he manipulated them. He glanced at her face as his fingers grazed her taut nipples. She seemed to be blissed out. He moved down her body, feeling mild panic as he reached her cleanly shaven pussy. Her outer labia had become visibly swollen and flush with arousal, divided by a clean slit that parted willingly as the girl across from Kyle ran her fingers briefly across it.

As the other girl continued on toward Mayuree's knees, Kyle moved in, rubbing his greasy fingers over her smooth mound and feeling her lips parting to him; opening to the moist pink flesh inside. Some of her feminine moisture renewed the slipperiness of the sunblock coating his hands. As Kyle leaned over Mayuree's body, his nose flooded with the distinct smell of wet pussy mixed with the fragrance of fresh coconut. He felt his penis begin to grow and harden, so he quickly folded one leg over the other to hide his erection, keeping it securely sandwiched between his thighs. He felt himself leaking a little, swept into a frenzy of arousal after touching Mayuree's readily moistened vagina. He managed to regain control and bring down his physical arousal, moving back to his original position so as to not provide any suggestion of what had happened.

Soon, Mayuree was done and got up happily, then returned to Kyle's side-- but her presence beside him felt somehow different than it was before. He had just come to know her body so intimately and she had been so willing to let him explore it. One of the guys went next. Kyle felt strange applying sunblock to him and grew hesitant but enjoyed the sight of the girls rubbing his body up and down. As the girl across from him began to rub sunblock into the young man's legs, his penis flopped to the side and thickened slightly. The girls seemed to steer their attention there, consciously or not, and began to run their hands over his penis casually, not making a fuss, but examining his body intimately and curiously the whole time. It occurred to him that their hands were probably still sticky with Mayree's intimate moisture. He couldn't help but wonder how much of her pussy juices would inadvertently find their way all over his body.

Kyle grew acutely nervous about his own potential to take a turn. Before he could have any say in the matter, however, Mayuree had volunteered on his behalf for him to go next. She smiled happily at him and pointed to the spot for him to lay down. Kyle stretched his body out beneath the curious eyes of a handful of strangers. He became aware of his deep, rapid breathing and tried to bring it under control. He gazed up at the set of strange faces crowded around him as they passed the bottle again and squirted sunblock into their hands. Then he watched them glancing down at his body and he began to panic.

Kyle closed his eyes tightly and tried to relax. Suddenly, he felt the strange sensation of hands all over his body, rubbing him here and there with soft, sticky fingers. He continued to panic about getting an erection and thought about how mortified he'd be if it happened at that moment. He continued to screw his eyes shut as he felt hands getting close to his pelvic region. Then a soft, feminine touch traveled over his cock and back again.

He felt his cock stir but he kept his cool. The soft heat of Mayuree's nimble body bloomed against his skin as she leaned over him, reaching down over his body and blocking the sun overhead. He squinted at her, keen to watch what she was doing. Then he felt a set of small fingers running over his stomach and his penis. He knew it was Mayuree, curling her fingers over his testicles, briefly lifting his shaft to make sure some of the lotion got applied all over his genitals.

As she moved on to his thighs, he dwelled on how wonderful the sensation was, even if brief. The focused attention to his body by so many strangers filled him with a surge of erotic excitement and confidence about his body. It was all over too soon and he sat up with a big grin, finding everyone smiling happily at him.

As the final guy took his turn, Kyle discovered that the idea of applying sunblock to a stranger's body seemed to be something of a theme. At least two other blankets had some kind of similar activity, even if less elaborate than the ritual taking place in front of him. It seemed to Kyle a weirdly brilliant idea. It permitted a safe space for innocence to remain intact while people unused to this kind of sexual freedom could warm up to the idea. The girls around him had a chance to study a guy's body in a uniquely intimate way, without being the focus of his own attention. They curiously examined his penis and testicles up close, even had the chance to touch them without yet committing to something intimidating and overtly sexual.

Even during the girls' turns, the other girls boldly touched breasts and a vulva not belonging to themselves. They didn't seem to be lesbians to Kyle, but who knew? He wondered if perhaps they were bi-curious, or if they simply took the opportunity to be able to compare themselves to another girl's body and work through any questions, thoughts, or feelings about their own.

When everyone was finished, the group began to disperse and Mayuree turned back to Kyle. "Do you want some lychees?" she said with an eager look on her face.

"Oh yeah, I love lychees," he said. This response seemed to thrill her.

She led him back to her own blanket and opened a small plastic container. They began to feast on the fruit, constantly licking their fingers and wiping the sweet juices from their chins. As they continued to eat, Kyle and Mayuree noticed a couple on a nearby blanket sitting by themselves. The strangers became quietly affectionate, though highly alert to any possible attention they might draw from snuggling in public. To Kyle's surprise, the man slipped his hand between his girlfriend's legs. Biting her lip nervously, she parted her legs wider for him. The man glanced about to see if anyone was watching, then whispered something.

The girl nodded quickly, her face lighting up with excitement over being kinky in public. The man took one more brief look around, failing to spot both Kyle and Mayuree's curious looks, then lowered himself between her legs. Kyle briefly caught sight of a flash of pink between her legs, followed by the man's darting tongue before her body became obscured by his head. Swift arousal washed through Kyle's body as he realized that the man had just started to eat his girlfriend's pussy and no one nearby seemed to be concerned with this fact. It was one thing for Preeti and Jeff to have a little fun in their tent but this was just out in the open!

Kyle glanced at Mayuree. She held a lychee to her lips but it was stuck there, frozen and unmoving, as her eyes remained fixed on the motion of the man's head between the girl's open thighs. Suddenly Mayuree realized Kyle was watching her and she laughed.

"They're having fun!" she blurted out.

"Yeah, that's awesome! They don't seem to care if anyone sees," Kyle chuckled.

"Oh yeah. That stuff happens all the time here." Mayuree shrugged as if it was no big deal. "I think it's beautiful that they can just be together like that wherever or whenever." Kyle nodded enthusiastically, finding it exciting to see that she had such a carefree attitude herself.

Mayuree resumed eating, even though her wild grin and urge to laugh impacted her ability to chew. Kyle grew nervous as she began to cast him quiet looks out of the corner of his eye. He felt her shifting uncomfortably, perhaps starting to struggle with growing arousal from the voyeuristic circumstances. He didn't even need to look at her to know that gears were turning.

"I'm not against messing around either... if you want," she said quietly, with another shrug. She glanced down at the container of lychees and offered it a serious look as if focused on finding the perfect one. Deep down, however, Kyle imagined she was afraid to watch what his reaction might be to her cautious invitation.

He, on the other hand, began shaking with anticipation and nervousness. Had he really heard her right? What exactly was she proposing?

"Okay, sure!" he said, feeling embarrassed for perhaps exhibiting a little too much willingness to participate. Mayuree looked up at him suddenly, her eyes widening and the huge grin returning to her face.

"Okay!" She set aside the container of lychees and scooted back on her blanket. Mayuree's eyes seemed to be lit up like the sun shining overhead. Her pupils darted back and forth as if studying Kyle's face. He shifted forward awkwardly, not knowing how to proceed or what she was comfortable with. Then, to his surprise, she laid back down on the blanket, propping herself up on her elbows, and slid her legs apart. Her tiny breasts stuck outward from her body; perky and swelling with arousal.

Kyle felt himself growing rapidly, his expanding shaft sliding along the soft, cotton fabric of the blanket as a powerful state of arousal took hold. There he sat on a wide picnic blanket, surrounded by hundreds of strangers, as a beautiful girl opened her legs and offered him her pussy. Her smoothly shaven folds parted slightly as her thighs opened wide, revealing herself to be a shade of pink several times lighter than the rest of her body. He noticed her skin glistening, perhaps from the heat of the sun, but perhaps also as a result of watching the couple nearby. Mayuree gazed at Kyle, timid, but with quiet longing.

Moving onto his hands and knees, Kyle began to reposition himself for an act he still couldn't believe was about to happen. He felt his heart pumping in his chest as his cock wavered beneath his body, fully erect and already throbbing painfully. As he leaned in between her legs, he examined the loose flaps of her labia and began to draw out his tongue. Finally, just like that, he found himself dragging it through her moist, pliable flesh as it willingly acquiesced upon contact.

Mayuree was definitely wet, already slick with secretions from her body, undoubtedly inspired by the mounting excitement of their group activity followed by a briefly voyeuristic thrill. Kyle discovered that she tasted somehow differently than he remembered girls tasted like, though perhaps that was from the faint taste of sunblock on her genitals. Even her scent was unique. However, he imagined it, too, was due to some combination of sunblock, mixed with the lychee juices that still stained his lips, along with the earthy flavors of her pussy's natural emissions.

The moment their bodies connected, Mayuree began whimpering. Kyle felt the occasional pressure of her pelvis against his face as she made subtle movements, instinctively humping the air as if her body were already anticipating an explosive outcome. He heard her begin to squeak and then laugh softly. Glancing toward each other across her body, their eyes connected. She gave him a look of elation as she savored the sensations of his clumsily lapping tongue. Kyle grew further excited, seeing how much she was enjoying it. He felt empowered and began to work harder, attempting to use his tongue more skillfully, teasing her, toying with her body and inching closer to her budding clit.

Kyle grew increasingly bold, flicking his tongue frantically over her small, round button of pleasure and periodically sucking playfully at her labia. He felt himself becoming increasingly smeared with the fruits of his labor, a fragrant mix of warm saliva and cum. As Mayuree became feverish with pleasure, Kyle took frequent looks at her face which seemed to gaze out toward some faraway place, dizzy, as if lost in a maze. He felt the pressure building in her body as it writhed and twitched. He worked harder to foster this growing frenzy until he could sense that she could take no more.

Lashing frantically at her soaking pussy, Kyle delighted at her reaction as he felt her body being to roll with a deep thunder from the core of her body. He watched her two small boobies jostling back and forth as her body quaked with a powerful orgasm. The look on her face said it all. It was a beautiful devastation. He suddenly felt proud of himself, brimming with sexual confidence.

Kyle sat back on his knees, wiping the cum from his face and laughing at her body which was still quivering with lingering echoes of pleasure. She flashed him a grateful look, a beam of happiness shining through a cloud of exhaustion. Mayuree looked down and spotted Kyle's massive erection, sprouting from his body and twitching with excitement. Her eyes were still shining as it estimated his length and girth.

Kyle gazed at her desperately, realizing that he was on the verge of having her return the favor.

A tall, sharp-eyed man suddenly weaved by Mayuree's blanket and glanced down at her. "Oh! Hi Mayuree!" he said.

She looked up at him, squinted, then opened her eyes wide. "Oh, hey!" Mayuree snapped her legs shut and sat up straighter.

"Here, come with me. I gotta show you something awesome!" the man said, grasping for Mayuree's arm and tugging at her body. She laughed and rose to her feet, sensing that he was insistent. The man began leading her away abruptly. Kyle felt almost like he wasn't there at all.

Mayuree turned and pouted at Kyle, then gave him a quick wave as they vanished into the crowd. He smiled and waved back but was sad to see her go and felt upset that the stranger had arrived and whisked her away when he might have been just moments from continuing the kind of casual sexual experience that he'd been dreaming about.

Kyle sat there a while, wondering if she'd come back. However, he felt awkward sitting on her blanket without her while she remained nowhere in sight. He finally rose to his feet and wandered off with the hope of possibly reconnecting later. As he walked back out into the crowd, he felt further changed by his experiences. As frustrated as he was from an experience cut short, he began to notice girls looking at him and smiling. He felt suddenly confident. He was all too eager to embrace his new life as one of those guys who just had casual oral sex with a girl at a party; the ones that always bragged to him and made him feel jealous.

***

Wandering through the tent city, Kyle examined each of the activities that were offered but couldn't focus on what he was seeing, not after what had just happened. However, that changed when he came upon a large tent that arrested his attention. It sported a large painted sign that read, "Free Love!" Kyle hurried over and took a closer look.

As he peered at the signs posted by the entrance, his head started to spin. "Join the sexual revolution!" it said. "Find a partner, get down, make love!" There were "free spankings", a "learn to talk dirty" session, something called the "kissing booth", and pole dancing lessons. Kyle could hear a crowd inside. They cheered abruptly. He burned with curiosity and began to push his way through the tent flap.

"Hey, wait up, dude! You gotta sign the consent form," a voice shouted. A man raced up to him with a clipboard. Kyle accepted it and scanned the page in front of him. It was full of rules about what to do and what not to do in order to have a "safe, fun, and respectful experience" in which everything required communication and consent. He signed it nervously, wondering what he was getting himself into.

When Kyle got inside, he found various activities and workshops going on but he made his way to a small crowd gathered around something that seemed to be dramatic enough to cause an uproar. Weaving his way through the gathering in order to obtain a clear line of vision, he was shocked to find a small futon lying on the crowd, around which the crowd had assembled. Incredibly, a young woman was lying on her back, engaged in a wild and spirited fuck with a young man. Nearly a dozen guys inched closer, watching, with a handful of girls mixed in.

Kyle observed everything with a sense of newfound wonder. There was not an ounce of shame to be found anywhere. All the guys in the audience sported full erections and stroked themselves happily while observing the deed in front of them with great interest. Kyle forced himself to relax, suddenly feeling the sensation of his cock growing rapidly and rising into the air in front of his body. No one seemed to care so he cautiously reached down and grasped himself, moving his hand slowly back and forth along his shaft.

Turning his attention to the couple on the futon, Kyle couldn't help but get the sense that the girl didn't seem to know the young man she was having sex with. She lay there flat on her back with her legs spread wide open as he grunted excitedly, thrusting his penis inside her. Kyle gazed at the deep pink gash between her legs surrounded by a ring of closely-cropped black hair. He could tell she was incredibly wet as evidenced by the glossy sheen of the man's cock each time it slid back out of her vagina.

The girl seemed to be beside herself with an intensely-charged, erotic wonder. She aimed her large eyes at everyone who watched her with a mix of shock and amusement on her face as if astonished with how exposed she was at that moment with her pussy spread wide open and everyone able to see his cock sinking into her body, emerging again creamy and wet with her cum. She began to laugh joyfully as her breasts thundered back and forth on her chest while she stared in amazement at the guys tugging frantically at their bodies above her. To Kyle, she looked so innocent in a way but revealing a hidden inner craving that yearned for a wild experience like this. Like something she'd only dreamed of but couldn't believe was actually happening to her. Something she'd remember forever but keep to herself; that one time she let herself do something crazy and impulsive.

As the woman began to cry out with pleasure, Kyle felt a new presence emerge beside him. A girl had arrived and gave him a sheepish look. She looked down at Kyle's hand as he continued masturbating, then looked back up at him and smirked as if feeling embarrassed that she had just dared to take a closer look. Kyle smiled back, feeling an intense excitement at the freedom with which he could perform such a private activity in her presence.

The girl was petite, coming up to only his chin. Kyle gazed down at her thin body and marveled at the two small, perky boobs that stuck out proudly from her chest as if in defiance of her obvious timidity and hesitation. She bit her lip, then slowly slid her palm down over the smooth layer of hair covering her mons in order to touch herself there, awkwardly, conscious of Kyle's anxious curiosity which she herself could not help but return.