Nora's Tale: 2 - Frisk on the Beach

After putting on a good show for my neighbor Levi on Saturday night, I awoke Sunday morning with the desire to do it again ? and immediately. I jumped up to turn off my alarm clock, then sat back on my bed and struggled with the temptation before me. I had felt surprisingly comfortable with pleasuring myself in front of Levi?s attic window the night before, having him watch me plow myself to orgasm. There was a chance he was up now. He had been awake this time the day before, catching me masturbate on the roof deck the first time. I wanted to go up and check, and if he was there, this time stroke myself slowly and teasingly to orgasm. But I had things to do. Seventeen-year-old girls didn?t just wake up at 6:30 am on Sundays for nothing. I needed to go on my daily run ? especially since I had missed it the day before due to a series of distractions. The itch that had snuck up on me during the night hadn?t taken too long to scratch. Opening my fifth college acceptance package on the roof hadn?t eaten up much of my time either. Even my small panic attack about my uncertain future wasn?t really be to blame. What had really preoccupied me was encountering Levi and sharing my predicament with him. In order to chat about my woes, he had actually climbed out of his attic window onto his roof, then jumped off onto mine to meet me. Between offering me advice and getting my lusty little heart rate going, he had nearly made me late for work. While on my roof, he had also swiped the hairbrush I had used to get myself off that morning, only returning it in secret later that night. I could still see him holding it, sniffing the dried handle, and expressing his desire to taste those lingering juices while they were still wet. That was why, after coming on the brush in front of him for the second time, I had teased him by sucking off my own nectar myself. I shook my head, pulling myself back to the present. If I didn?t go now, the sun would be too hot later in the day for the length of run I had in mind, not to mention I had to get down to the beach for my 9 o?clock lifeguard shift. Later tonight was also out of the question. I had desk-duty at work for a few hours in the evening, and I had a nice long English paper waiting to be revised for when I got home. Levi had been right. I was far too busy to discover what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. Something had to give, and he had suggested school. The idea of putting off my college education had scared me at first, but it seemed to be growing on me more and more. Graduate from high school, take a year of fun to discover myself, and then get my post-secondary education. But the fun couldn?t begin now. As usual, logic won out over pleasure, and sighing, I began to dress in my running gear. I considered going up to the roof deck to stretch and warm up, but decided against it. If I did see Levi, I knew he would be able to lead me astray from my plans. Instead I headed for the backyard where I normally prepared for my run. Like most beach houses, it was equipped with an outdoor shower out of sight of any of our windows, and I often liked to rinse off there after a run before going to my bathroom to clean off properly. I went to the shower now to splash some water on my tired face before getting started. Something possessed me to look up at Levi?s attic window, clearly visible from where I was. My imagination began to wander, but I shook my head clear of any emerging thoughts and started warming up. Ten kilometers of beach-front running later, I was back in the same spot. I did some stretches in my bare feet to cool down before letting loose the fresh stream of water from the showerhead. Fully clothed, I stepped under the stream and sighed in contentment as it plastered my tank to my breasts and trickled down my cleavage. The water was all but sizzling against my hot flesh, and it quickly brought my body temperature down. I undid my ponytail and threw my head back under the stream, letting it penetrate my thick hair to my warm scalp. When I opened my eyes, the attic window was in my line of sight, and I watched as a large puff of smoke escaped from it. My heart ? which had just begun to beat normally after my exertion ? picked up once more with excitement. I couldn?t see into the window, but maybe the boy at the other end of that smoke could see me. With that thought, I peeled my top off and dropped kolej escort bayan it at my feet with a soft squelching sound. I glanced back up at the window as if looking for directions before running my hands over my flattened breasts. My thumbs tucked up under the band of the culprit ? my neon pink sports bra ? and I pulled that off as well. I grasped my tits directly then, pushing them together and feeling my nipples rise under my palms. They were still very hot, and the cold water felt heavenly against the flushed mounds. After my soft, perky breasts received a good deal of attention, I finally moved my hands down to the waistband of my spandex shorts, the only thing left since I wasn?t wearing underwear. I contemplated the best position to be in respecting the window, and decided on turning myself three quarters away from it. Then, keeping my legs straight, I bent at the hips and slowly dragged my shorts down my body. In my imagination, the angle I displayed myself at offered a nearly full view of my round, taut ass as well as my dangling breasts. When I stepped out of my shorts, I didn?t stand up right away. Instead, I grabbed my ankles, spread my legs ever so slightly, and began to run my hands up the back of my legs and over my ass as I straightened. I grabbed a globe in each hand and kneaded them. Pulling them apart, I began to bend once more ? just a little ? then stood again and turned back to face the house. My hands trailed around to my sides and back down my legs. When I brought them back up, it was on the inside. As I reached my upper thighs, I pushed my wet hands slowly against my even wetter pussy. I moaned as I dragged my fingers teasingly between my lips before bringing them up my torso and back to my breasts. Finally unable to take it much more, I brought my hands back to my puffy sex and sunk two of my cool fingers into my hot hole. I groaned at the penetration and immediately began to pump, positioning my thumb to rub against my engorged clit at every stroke. I pinched one of my nipples hard, and as I imagined Levi watching me, stroking his hard cock, I felt my release approaching. Already short of breath from my run, I was panting, my lungs burning, but I couldn?t stop. I brought my free fingers up to my mouth and bit down hard on them, restraining a whimper as hot wet pleasure engulfed my body. I slowly sank to my knees, unable to hold myself up. I sat there breathing hard, my long curtain of black hair hanging damp over my face, my fingers still in my pussy. Finally, I pushed my hair back with my free hand and looked deliberately at the window. I retrieved my slippery fingers from between my legs and traced my lips with them. They worked their way in slowly, and soon I was sucking hard on them, tasting my musky sweetness. I pushed myself back up on my wobbly legs, stooped to collect my wet clothes, and blew the attic window a kiss. Then, retrieving a towel from the hook near the shower, I hung my dripping outfit there in its place. I dried off the excess water from my body, wrung out my hair, then wrapped myself tightly before ascending the stairs to the back entrance of the house. Mom and Daddy were up, and had a steaming hot breakfast ready for me. I was pleasantly surprised by this, and my mouth instantly began to water. ?Yum!? I said. ?Good morning!? ?Morning sweetie,? Mom said, kissing my cheek. ?Morning baby doll,? Daddy said. ?Let me make you a plate.? He got up from the breakfast nook and into the kitchen to bring me my food. ?Oh Daddy, you do spoil me,? I said. I was about to sit down at the little table at the large window facing the backyard when Mom stopped me. ?Are you wet?? she asked me. I blushed slightly at this, my pussy still throbbing from my very recent orgasm, but knew that wasn?t what she meant. I touched a hand to my tush overtop of the towel. It was damp. ?Yes?? I groaned. Without further direction, I ran up four flights of stairs to my bedroom loft. I thought of grabbing my house coat, but decided against it. Instead, I went up to the roof to lay my towel out on the clothes line without it. If Levi was still there, he would see me naked again, and very soon. Glancing toward the window, I found a piece of paper propped up on the backrest of my favorite Adirondack chair ? the one that was still facing Levi?s attic. I went over to investigate, and found that I had been left a Escort sihhiye note. YOU WERE SENSATIONAL, KNEESOCK NORA, it read in Levi?s characteristic upper-case block letters. I THINK WE SHOULD BE GOOD FRIENDS. XO, L. I had seen his writing before. Last night he had held up several messages for me in the window while I had jerked the hilt of my hairbrush in and out of my tight pussy, my knee-high-clad legs propped up to give him an excellent view. The final one, ?LET ME SEE YOU COME, KNEESOCK NORA,? had established my new nickname and had triggered the most intense orgasm of my short, inexperienced life. At the bottom of the most recent note was a phone number, and I smiled widely to myself. I looked up at the window to see if Levi was still there, but saw only emptiness. Bringing the note with me, I stripped and hung my towel over the clothes line. I then strutted my tight, naked ass back down to my room, just in case he was watching. I had half an hour before I had to leave for work, but I dressed in my lifeguard uniform anyways. Once decent, I went back down for breakfast. Mom and Daddy had already finished, but Daddy was still sitting across from my place setting, drinking his coffee. Mom was loading their plates in the dishwasher. Looking at them, I thought once more how they were both remarkable in their own right. Mom was very tall and lean with the grace of a goddess; Daddy, also tall, was naturally quite brawny and moved like a warrior despite his warm eyes and smile. Coming from these two beautiful giants, I often wondered how I could be so small. When I sat down, I immediately began to devour my eggs, eager to refuel after my morning exertion. ?Must have been an intense run, baby doll,? Daddy said, watching me with his usual light-hearted grin. ?I hope you?re not too busy at work today.? I grunted in reply, continuing to stuff my face. I felt a throb between my legs and grinned to myself as I thought of my secret. ?Your hair is falling in your plate, Nora,? Mom said disapprovingly from the kitchen. ?Here, let me get that,? Daddy said. He got up and circled the table to stand behind me. He raked his fingers through my hair, pulling it back from my face, and I hummed happily. Daddy often played with my hair, and it was always very comforting. He wasn?t just playing, though. He was French-braiding it, smoothing back pieces of my hair as he went. ?You?re the best, Daddy,? I said, pulling myself long enough from my food to express my appreciation. ?I know,? he said. Mom snorted with amusement, and I gave a small laugh, but was still too busy with my food to giggle as I usually did at his teasing jokes. When I finished my plate, I said, ?We have new neighbors.? ?We do?? Mom asked happily. ?Have you met them, sweetie?? ?No,? I said, my face flushing slightly. ?Just the boy.? ?Well we should have them over sometime,? Mom said. ?What do you think, John?? ?Fine by me. Got a hair-tie?? Daddy asked me, and I handed him the elastic from my wrist. He promptly wrapped it around the end of my braid before taking his place back in front of me. ?Thanks, Daddy,? I said, grinning at him. ?You do spoil her, John,? Mom said. ?Not as much as I spoil you, lover,? Daddy growled, shooting an impish glance at her. ?Okay!? I said, jumping to my feet. ?Time to go!? I brought my plate to the dishwasher, kissed Mom goodbye first, then Daddy. He whopped me smartly on my ass and laughed when I jumped. ?Bye princess,? he said. ?Wear sunblock.? I left the house rubbing my behind discreetly. Daddy had never spanked me as punishment, but he was in the habit of smacking my ass amicably, like we were football players, or something. It never really hurt, but it did sting a little. I would have to remind him to be more careful when the sun started getting more intense. No matter how much sunblock you wore in the summertime here, you were still likely to get sunburn on tender areas, and not all my bathing suits covered my cheeks as well as the one I wore for work. Since I was in no hurry to get to work, I decided I would text Levi on the way. I typed in the number and sent him a text. ?Levi?? It wasn?t long before I received an answer: ?The one and only. And who might this be?? I smiled and shook my head. He must have been teasing me. How many people could he have given his number to so recently? ?It?s Nora,? I said. It took a little longer sincan escort for Levi to reply. ?Nora? Nora?? his text said. ?You?ll have to be more specific, darling.? I actually laughed out loud. How many Noras could he have given his number to? My stomach fluttered, and blushing, I gave him the reply I knew he wanted: ?Kneesock Nora.? This time the text came back instantly. ?Oh! You?re THAT magnificent creature! Then you must have gotten my message this morning?? ?I did,? I texted back. ?And you must have gotten mine.? ?I sure did, Nora,? came his reply. I shuddered, hearing the way he said my name ? drawn-out ?r? and sighing ?a? ? as clearly in my head as if he had spoken. ?What a way to start my day.? I was curious as to why he would be up so early, so I asked him. ?Same as you,? he replied. Somehow I doubted that was the case. ?You mean you went on a run, jacked off, and left for your lifeguarding job?? I had never texted anyone so boldly before, let alone talk to them that way, but Levi was bringing something daring out in me. It was very exciting. ?One for three,? his text said. I was willing to bet on which one I had guessed right, but I had arrived at work and couldn?t continue our banter. ?Just got to work,? I told him. ?I?ll see you later? Or maybe you?ll see me first?? Just as I was storing my phone in my locker, I felt it vibrate. I stole a glance at the screen. ?I just might,? it read. I quickly shoved it to the back of my cubby before the temptation to reply took over me. I withdrew my sunblock and took my outer clothes off in order to apply it. I knew the one-piece bathing suit I wore for work was entirely practical, but I wished it wouldn?t give me such horrible tan lines. I mean what self-respecting South-Florida girl had a white stomach? ?Oh hey, Nora, glad I found you.? I looked up from my propped-up leg and saw Noah, my boss, standing in the doorway. He was probably in his mid-thirties with sun-bleached hair and blue eyes that shone brightly out of his dark face. Despite his age ? which, I reminded myself, really wasn?t that old ? he was in even better shape than most of his employees. Noah strolled in and took the bottle of sunblock from me without a word. It wasn?t uncommon for my coworkers to help each other apply, but it happened less frequently with the boss. Still, I accepted his help, knowing it would speed up the process. I heard him squirt some cream into his hand behind me before passing the bottle back to me. I did the same, and resumed lathering my leg. Noah?s cold hands came down on my hot shoulders, and I flinched at the shock. ?Sorry,? he said, and began to rub the sunblock in vigorously in order to warm it up. ?So you?re manning the desk tonight?? I smiled and lowered my leg from the bench, replacing it with the other. ?I wouldn?t say ?manning?,? I said, glancing at him over my shoulder, ?but I?ll be there.? Noah stole a glance at my round ass. ?No, definitely not ?manning?,? he said with a chuckle. His hands spread the cream further down my back, and he winked. I gave a short, shocked giggle and looked away. Noah, my boss, was flirting with me! He didn?t seem to be acting any different than usual, but it had become suddenly obvious. I guess I had never noticed before. Noah reached for the bottle once more, and this time I heard him rubbing his hands together to heat up the sunblock before touching me. My suspicions were confirmed when I felt his warm fingers slip under the upper hem of the cut-out on my back. He rubbed my back in circles, making sure to get underneath the seams, and took particular care under the one running along the small of my back. Unexpectedly, I felt a flicker of arousal as his fingers skimmed just above the crack of my ass, and my juices began to seep into the crotch of my suit. I gave Noah a demure smile over my shoulder as I worked my lather into my arms. He smiled back and squirted some more cream onto his hands. ?Anyways, I have some paperwork that I need to fill out, but I don?t think I can get to it all myself today. Can I trust you to finish off the job?? ?Of course!? I said. Of all his employees, I was definitely the most responsible. ?You?re a doll,? he said, and crouching, placed his creamed-up hands on my upper legs. I jumped under his chilled touch again. ?Sorry,? he said, smirking up at me. ?I forgot. Let me fix that.? He rubbed his hands over my taut thighs, making my skin tingle. I had already gotten that part of my legs, but I didn?t stop him. His hands came up just below my ass, and he tucked his thumbs under the seam, thoroughly massaging the sunblock from the outside in.