NEW NEIGHBORS Chapter 11 "Doggin' It at the Beach" The morning dawned a hazy red on the horizon, and promised to turn the air sticky and uncomfortable. Already the cicadas were chirruping their sonorous songs before the morning newspapers had thumped their presence on the neighborhood's doorsteps. Dana, Jim, Barb, Mike, Kiko, and Kaz were comfortable, though, as they headed west towards beckoning beaches. They had the a/c turned on low, the radio turned on high, and their sights were set on a last summer fling amidst rolling waves and sunny skies. ***** She awoke with a bit of a hangover, but the ear-pounding music coming from the bathroom wasn't helping either. "Hey!" she yelled and then cringed at her own volume, "knock it down in there!" The voice behind the door replied, "Whoa. I was only humming. You must really have a hurtin' from last night." The reclining body groaned and put a pillow over her head. Then she noticed a body in the bed next to her and wondered for just a second if she had forgotten an encounter from the previous night. She moved back the covers to expose a mass of brunette hair in a jumble and remembered finally that she was in a motel room with her two friends from school. Kathy was the perky blonde in the bathroom, Sharon was the brunette whom she had shared the double bed with last night, and the three of them had just finished their last college course (summer make-ups that had delayed their graduation). Rebekah pulled the pillow over her head again and willed the world to go away. They had graduated a couple of days before and headed to the beach for their post-grad week-long party. But unlike the times that their friends had told them about after their May graduations, the beach at the end of August was a pretty dead place. No one else was partying; instead they were tooling up for the start of their jobs, and the beach was a resort for families with young kids and old geezers. All three had boyfriends back home, but they had planned to have a last fling at the seaside before returning to responsibilities, awaiting careers, and steady guys. After their second day of cruising around and hitting many of the bars along the boulevard, they'd returned to their suite of rooms and tied one on by themselves. Rebekah couldn't remember if the other two had kept up with her, but from the sound of ol' happy Kathy, she at least must have quit long beforehand. Finally she kicked off the covers to give herself some air and in doing so noticed that her bed partner slept in the buff. Sharon didn't twitch a muscle at being exposed, but slept on like a baby. Rebekah noticed how well endowed Sharon was, but prided herself that she was even bigger. Her chest had opened a lot of doors in her life, and she had used them to advantage a'plenty to get through school. 'Not like Kathy, though,' she mused to herself. She could see the little blonde in the mirror of the bathroom and envied the girl's smarts. She'd been a late bloomer, with nicely developed breasts, a cute ass, a button nose, a waist almost too small to believe, and blue eyes that could look right through you. But she didn't realize what a woman she was, Rebekah thought, nor did she know how to use what she'd been given. Other than her brain. Sharon finally stirred, unconsciously running her hands up and down her body, and blinked at the crack of light coming out of the bathroom. "You ready to tackle a new day, Rebek?" using Rebekah's nick-name that sounded almost like Reebok because of the dirty-blonde's athleticism, "or are you just going to ogle my beautiful bod all day?" She ran her hands up to her full breasts and caressed them for effect. "Eat me, you lesbo!" Rebekah responded and whacked her with a pillow. Just then Kathy came out of the bathroom and noticed the pillow fight. She smiled but didn't join in. She was already outfitted in a Bodyglove two piece bathing suit that hugged her petite curves. She interrupted the battle that seemed to be escalating. "C'mon you two. Get a move on! There are rays to soak, water to swim in, sand to play on, and maybe a guy or two out there. There're only a couple of days left before we have to head back, so let's make the most of it." Rebekah stopped pounding Sharon with the pillow, gave her a sly smile, and remarked, "Guess I'd better get a bath then," and headed for the bathroom before Sharon could recover. "Oh no!" her adversary exclaimed. "You'll be in there forever!" She looked at Kathy and sighed, "she takes the world's longest baths." "Why don't you skip your shower and just rinse off in the ocean after breakfast?" Kathy suggested. So it was that the three young college grads prepared for another day at the beach, not expecting much to happen, but hoping that the trip was not just a way for them to deepen their tans. Little did they know that the day would exceed their wildest fantasies. ***** The six of them pulled up to the beach and unloaded their gear. It wasn't yet mid-morning and the sand was relatively empty of beach-goers. They found a spot down towards the water and set up their umbrellas, blankets, coolers, and towels. Soon shirts were peeling up and shorts being tugged down, and then six young bodies headed for the breakers. They splashed their way in with only Barb hanging back. Mike and Jim circled around behind her and as one grabbed her high the other got her low so that they could, on the count of three, throw her by the ankles and wrists screaming into a wave. Some chicken fights developed and then they headed back to the comfort of their towels. Kaz had brought his surf board, and showed Jim some of the basics of balance and leg-positioning. The sun rose higher in the sky and the beach began to fill up. Most of the sun-worshippers were families, but all noticed the group of 6 as they passed by. Dana wore one of her Speedo suits, but the tightness of the fabric and the cut on her hip gave the right amount of cover with still only a little room for imagination. Barb's buxomness was impossible to ignore, unless of course, it was when she was lying belly down, and the thong cut of her bikini showed her golden cheeks in all their glory. Kiko's foreign elegance of movement, her lithe nubile body, and neon orange maillot all caught the eye of any males within a mile of their position. Mike had copied Barb in that he too wore a thong bikini bottom, although from the hairiness of his derrier it was almost hard to tell. Jim wore a conventional black tank suit, and Kaz wore knee-length paisley surfing shorts. The men's build was of those in their mid- twenties who had not yet added any paunch, were cocky, and carried themselves that way. The sun climbed higher in the sky and the tans of the young men and women deepened. They fought its negative effects with lotions and oils, slicking themselves up as though they intended to be deep fat fried. They partook from their coolers at lunch time, and eventually the ladies excused themselves to take a walk. Dana, Barb, and Kiko headed up the beach to work off their lunch in a brisk walk when, after about 10 minutes of walking they noticed a volleyball court with a rather small game in progress on it. Three young women were bouncing the ball back and forth, 2 against 1. There was a petite blonde whose hair was up in a ponytail and sticking out the back of her hat wearing a Bodyglove black and yellow two piece. There was a curvy brunette in a green Jag two piece, and an almost awkwardly buxom dirty blonde with shoulder length hair in a very high cut one- piece. The suit on the third was nearly thong-cut in the front, rising in a narrow "V" up her torso, finally to be met on the sides just below her breast line. The 3 married ladies walked up and, after a quick conference, offered to hit the ball with them. The 3 co-eds were looking rather bored and quickly took them up on their offer. They didn't mix teams, and soon bodies were flying around on the sand in hearty competition. After warming up for five minutes, Barb suggested that they play an actual game. The co-eds agreed, and beat them 15-6. As they switched sides, Barb offered to wager them a soda on the next game, and so it was that the married women squeeked out a 15-12 victory. Kiko was turning out to be the star of their team, despite Dana's athletic abilities and training. It seemed that Kiko had aspired to be on the Japanese women's Olympic team, but had never made the cut. She was damned good, though, and when Dana set her, she could spike it with power. Unfortunately, Barb was on their team also, and blew more points than she actually kept the ball even in play. As the sodas were being consumed after the heated match, Mike, Jim, and Kaz strolled up in search of them. Barb noticed how big the buxom dirty blonde's eyes got when they approached. Introductions occurred, and they learned that the girls were just out of college, were rather bored with their graduation fling, and that they were named Kathy (the petite blonde), Rebekah (the buxom dirty blonde who seemed to be the leader), and Sharon (the dark haired and curvy one with the long legs). Barb finished her diet cola and offered to make a wager. Rebekah asked what it was, and Barbara replied, "Let's make this a day we'll all remember. You girls are bored, but look very hot. And by that I don't mean from the sun. I've noticed our men eyeing you, so what say we wager this: whichever team wins the best of 3 gets to set the rules tonight. If we win, we get to tell each of you to do one and only one thing. It might be anything... If you win, you can order each of the six of us to do one thing. And when I say that whoever loses has to do "one thing", I'm not talking about easy shy stuff. I mean ANYTHING," nodding and winking at them. The littlest one, Kathy, began giggling self-consciously, but Rebekah had already stuck out her hand to shake. Barb stepped closer than necessary for shaking hands, reached out her own hand, and began using the back of her fingers to caress Rebekah's breast. Her brazen gesture in front of everyone told them all exactly what she had in mind. Rebekah felt her nipple responding eagerly to the touch despite the on-lookers, and although it was an awkward situation she didn't know what to do so just stood there. Barb allowed her fingers to trail down Rebekah's body until she broke contact and did finally shake the other's hand. That seemed to break the momentary paralysis and everyone headed for their team's side. Kiko had looked anxiously at Kaz to see if he would agree to this "deal", and he just shrugged as if to say, "We're in America now, and I'm in over my head." Mike and Jim were grinning ear to ear, and went to the sidelines to cheer their women on. The game began in earnest, with both sides giving it their all in hopes of being able to dictate what the others had to do. They each had ideas of what they wanted done, and by whom. Mike noticed Rebekah eyeing him hungrily throughout the tournament. He was a sucker for big breasts, and urged his wife and her teammates on in hopes that Barb would "order" the big-chested vixen to do him. Then again, the way she was looking him over, if her team won she just might give him the order herself. Jim was intrigued with the little blonde, and he suspected that Dana was also. He watched his wife try to hide her disgust with Barb's athletic abilities whenever she blew a point for their team. Barb had gotten them into this situation, and was doing absolutely nothing to help them win it. Kiko, though, more than made up for the team klutz, taking Dana's sets and hammering them home. The wives lost the first set before Dana and Kiko got into a rhythm that was able to cover most of the hot, sandy court under the relentless sun. On the other side Rebekah was indeed eyeing Mike, or more precisely, she was eyeing his bathing suit. He seemed to fill it out more than adequately, and she'd never met a man before who was secure (or was it vain?) enough to wear a thong bikini in public. She'd had a few weight lifters before who went in for skimpy underwear, but had never seen one in public. She found it hard to concentrate in the second game with him sitting so closely, knowing that one way or the other the end of the match would lead to some kind of physical encounter. Sharon, the curvaceous brunette with an hour-glass figure, had visions of the oriental girl going down on her with the one named Dana nibbling on her tits. She'd had plenty of guys, was going to be heading back to one special one when this vacation was over, but she was a little experienced with those of her own sex, and those two looked good enough to eat. Kathy, the petite blonde in the two piece, baseball hat, and new wave sunglasses was doing her best to play and not think about the consequences. She knew what the bet was, but wondered how she'd allowed herself to go along with it. She was a bit daunted by the forwardness and overt sexuality of Barbara, but it excited her also. She had hit as many shots toward her as possible, as none of them had been returned, but in the second game Barb's other two teammates had been able to cover for her most of the time, and the college girls found themselves on the losing end of the second game. One to one - all tied up. Third game was the tie breaker. Kaz was proud of his wife's ability to dominate the game. He had met her when her high school team had played its finals in his college's gym. Kiko's team had lost, but between classes he'd watched her games in the tournament, and when her team had finally been eliminated had found the courage to approach her. They'd become engaged before she graduated, and were married just a year later. Now, two years later he was graduated, employed, living in a new country, and married to the best volleyball player on the beach. He still admired her form and ability, and desired her most of all of the six women playing. But a bet was a bet, and he would go along with whatever the outcome was before he would consider backing out and losing face. Serves went back and forth, frequently without any points being scored. At 12-12 Kiko's turn to serve came up, and she planted two hard aces into the sand on the other side. Grim faced and determined she tossed the ball up in the air, leaped and swatted another hard one at the other side. Kathy saw it coming, and knew that she could get there to set it, or at least keep it in play. But something in the back of her mind made her hesitate. Maybe it was the heat, for they were all soaking wet with perspiration. Maybe it was the sun - no one would question her if she'd said that it had been in her eyes. Maybe it was the mystery of what might happen if they lost, and her curiosity to find out getting the best of her. Perhaps it was all three, but the slight hesitation was all it took for her last second lunge to come up short and give the victory to the challengers. The three husbands jumped to their feet cheering and the wives went under the net to shake hands with the co-eds for a match well played. Barb got their address, and it was agreed that the six of them would stop by after dinner-time for the bet to be paid off. As the three couples headed back down the beach to their own spot, Rebekah watched them walking away, admired again Mike's buttocks and then turned and headed towards their car. They had some preparing to do. ***** After dinner the three co-eds prepared for their guests in silence, none knowing exactly what to say or expect. They changed out of their beach gear, but weren't sure whether they should dress up or down, sexy or debonair. They decided to each dress how they wanted the evening to go. Rebekah put on her sexiest pink silk teddy trimmed in black lace. The fabric felt good against her skin, and she sat and brushed her hair to make it full and fluffy. She did her make-up for a soft look and then stepped back from the bathroom mirror to admire her full figure. In the bedroom Sharon was trying on the leather clothes she had brought. She pulled on some long black boots over her stockings. The latter were held up by a black lace garter belt, which was over a black g-string leather bikini. Up top she wore only a buttoned black leather vest. She teased her curly dark hair into a chaotic full mass of curls. She wore her make-up heavy and exotic. The beauty spot/mole on her left cheek added to her sexiness. Her final touch was to coat any exposed skin in baby oil. Out in the living room Kathy was unsure of how to dress. So instead of going with one particular outfit only, she put on her best lingerie, and then dressed over it in a sexy little yellow dress. The back was cut down to her waist, and the hemline was so high that she could barely sit down decently in public. She wasn't worried about that, though, this night. Her legs ended in spiked heels of the same yellow color and her make up helped her youngish face compete with her hard body. Then she let her hair down that she'd had up in a ponytail. Her hair was her pride and joy, and it cascaded down her back to touch the small of her back. The blonde tresses were thick, full, and curly -- and she brushed them to a silky sheen. She had wondered about the evening, but decided to just go with whatever happened. It was her last summer as a student, and she figured to end it with a bang. Before any of them expected it, the doorbell rang. Kathy answered it, with Sharon and Rebekah standing in the bedroom doorway. The three couples came in, and Kathy knew that the evening was going to be good. The men all looked delicious with their sport clothes on and their tanned bodies revealed here and there. The women were dressed to kill, and looked like they had just had an expensive meal at a chic night spot. Barb led the way in a tight skirt and loose blouse, Dana had on some shorts that really showed off her legs, and Kiko wore a snug halter top dress that displayed her awesome tan and muscular back. The nine mixed up some drinks and all got comfortable in the living room. Kathy almost felt overdressed next to Rebekah in her teddy and Sharon in her leather, but she was getting plenty of looks from the men anyway. She stopped trying to tug her dress down at the hem and just let it ride as high as it wanted. She crossed her legs and noticed Jim staring at them. Finally Barb spoke up. "Why don't I go over again what our bet was. We all agreed that if we won we could ask each of you to do one thing. It can be anything, and you've agreed to do whatever we say. Is that the way you remember it?" She looked at Rebekah, who glanced at her roomies and they nodded in turn. "Good," Barb continued. "We talked this over at dinner, and we think it will be best if you each take turns, rather than all at once. Is that okay, too?" The three agreed to that as well, so Barb downed the rest of her drink, stood up and announced, "Okay then - everyone into the bedroom!" There obviously wasn't room for them all on the king-sized bed, but Barb directed them to bring chairs in and set up somewhere around the bed in the middle. She turned some of the lights off and the remaining two she turned down low. Then she looked at Kathy and said, "You first." At that Kathy nearly ran out of the room, but instead, she swallowed the lump in her throat, stood up and stepped as regally as possible to the bed. Barb directed her to sit in the middle of the bed all by herself. She felt very conspicuous there, but with the lights down and a little alcohol running through her she felt like maybe she could comply. "Kathy," she began, "you are a very beautiful young woman, but from the little we've seen of you today, you seem a little uptight and self-conscious. We're not sure that you realize just how sexy and desirable you are, so what we want you to do is to get in touch with what all of us can see with our own eyes. Our 'request' of you is that you pleasure yourself...," then softly, "to climax." And with that Barb sat back down and waited. Barb's little speech hadn't been lost on Kathy, and she knew that others thought her attractive. Somehow, though, she just didn't feel as comely as others told her she was. But the last part of what Barb had said made her shiver. She was being asked to masturbate in front of eight people! She couldn't possibly do something like that! She'd figured she'd be asked to make it with one of their husbands, maybe while the wife watched, but she hadn't expected to be so on display. She began to protest, but her friends offered her words of encouragement, and Barb didn't look like she was going to back down. Barb did suggest, "It may be easier if you close your eyes. Remember, we're your friends, and we will be with you in this." So with that little bit of encouragement she began. The first thing she decided was to shuck the dress. With eyes closed she slowly peeled it up past her waist, revealing high on the hip red panties, and matching red garter belt holding up her black stockings. She pulled the stubbornly tight dress up and over her chest and over her head, revealing a low-cut white silk bra that exposed most of her firm breasts, including half of each aureola. She decided not to strip any further, but ran her hands up and down her body to begin the process, feeling the electricity and anticipation in the warm room making her body tingle. She cupped and caressed her breasts through her bra, and with her eyes closed tried to tune out the rest of the room. Her hands roamed further up and down her body until one of her hands founds its way between her legs. She rubbed that spot a little tentatively, hearing someone in the room make a little gasp when she did. But she tuned them all out and concentrated on her body. Her warm hands did feel good as she caressed herself. Her nipples were beginning to stiffen and while she rested her one hand on her crotch, she pinched and squeezed each breast in turn. She could feel the warmth of her hands creating further warmth within her that centered on her breasts. That feeling was then complemented when someone turned on the radio to a jazz station. A low bluesy melody was playing, and she soon found herself mentally dancing to the music with her hands on her body. Her fingers played lightly over her chest, and she found the warmth spreading down between her legs. Her other fingers soon joined the dance and she could feel the wetness beginning at her legs' apex. Of their own volition her fingers slipped underneath her tight panties and began stroking. She could almost feel her pubic hair tingling, but when her finger slipped down and through the downy bush to touch her clitoris, her whole body gave a shiver of excitement. She was in her own world, deeper than she'd ever been, and her fingers were the propellers that carried her through the darkness toward the light. She dipped her middle-finger into her slit and then removed it trailing a line of musky wetness back up toward her clit. There she rubbed her juice onto it and then used the lubrication to make continuous circles on and around it. With her free hand she undid the center snap on her thin bra and it fell away exposing her breasts to the direct contact they desired. Somewhere in the back of her mind she heard murmurs of approval, but they were inconsequential to the activity she was single-mindedly pursuing. Eventually she reached her second hand down and under the cotton cloth to spread her pussy lips and allow her other hand easier access to the little button of flesh that was giving her so much pleasure. Her juices were flowing faster and her fingers were rubbing harder and soon she experienced a surge a warmth that washed over her. With that she laid back and luxuriated in it for a few moments. It had been a good one, maybe her best ever, and she felt confident that she had exceeded Barb's request. Finally she opened her eyes. Barb was frowning. "Did you even come?" the dark-haired woman asked her. "Yes," she stammered confusedly. "Couldn't you tell?" The warm feeling was dissipating rapidly. As she peered around the room she took in the positions of the others. She looked first for her friends, and saw Rebekah smiling at her, and Sharon looking less than neutral. Sharon had obviously been following her activity with a little of her own, and looked perturbed that it was over so soon. She saw the cute blonde Dana sitting next to Jim, and while she wasn't giving much facial feedback, he looked quite interested in what she'd been doing. The oriental couple were sitting in one chair, she on his lap and his hand up her shirt, while Barb's husband Mike sat next to her looking bored. "No I couldn't," Barb answered her question drawing her attention back. "That was about how long I take to even think up a fantasy, much less work it through to its climax." Turning to Sharon, she said, "Why don't you go next." Kathy began to climb off of the bed but Barb told her to stay in place. "Sharon - you don't look like the inhibited type, basing my guess on how you're dressed," referring to the amount of leather she had on while still wearing so little. "Our 'request' of you is that you eat as many of us as you can tonight, starting with our shy creampuff there," referring to Kathy. Again Barb sat back. Now it was the raven-haired beauty's turn, and with a devilish smile that belied her anticipation of fulfilling the request as fully as possible, slid onto the bed alongside the little blonde. Again Kathy was taken aback to have to be the center of attention, but Sharon whispered into her ear breathily, "just relax and let me take over. I promise you'll like this," and then began nibbling and kissing her earlobes. Kathy had always liked that kind of foreplay and leaned back to lie down again, resigned to another round of lechers watching her sexual activity. The lovemaking began, and the intensity turned up quickly. Sharon had been turned on seeing her intellectual friend in such a different light, and wanted to show her some heights of passion that she was sure Kath had never reached before. It was her one chance, and she knew that if she didn't take it now, she'd never be able to show her later. So she smothered the pink lips with kisses, penetrating them with her insistent tongue while her hand tickled and rubbed its way over her friend's silky skin. She could feel the breasts hardening again under her touch and then she began giving them a good hard massage. Their foreplay was giving everyone something to get excited about. Kaz was working Kiko's breasts pretty hard himself, as Dana reached over and began rubbing Jim's hardness through his shorts. Barb had her hand down her own panties and Mike had unzipped and was slowly pumping his more-than-full handful in clear view of everyone else. Rebekah's attention was on watching Mike's hard-on and his hand action, dreaming of him pumping it into her. Kathy was hungrily sucking on Sharon's tongue as fingers worked their way between her legs. She hardly noticed that Barb reached up and pulled her panties down and off of her legs. She could smell the leather Sharon tightly wore, but the scent of pussy was beginning to fill the room. Sharon tore herself away from Kathy's mouth and began licking her nipples. They were already pointing up by now, and they stiffened further at the tonguing they got. Sharon's hand had worked Kathy's pussy up into a lather, so she knew it was time to go down further. She kissed her way down past the indented belly button and taut stomach muscles into the land of blonde fur. Her tongue parted the way easily until she buried her face in the aroma of wet cunt. First she licked, then flicked, then encircled, probed, thrust, poked, and finally jabbed with her tongue, eliciting louder and louder moans from her victim, until Kathy shuddered, clamped her legs onto Sharon's head and let out a scream of pleasure from the depths of her being. Sharon gave Kathy a very brief respite, and then went back at it again. Kathy had thought that she'd hit the highest of heights as it was, and hadn't known that with only 10 seconds time out that it could all happen again. Sharon knew from her health class that the female of the species are multi-orgasmic their ENTIRE lives (unlike poor men, she thought, whose rejuvenating abilities take longer and longer to repeat as they grow older). As that action began again on the bed, Rebekah scooted over to Barb and whispered, "Can I please take my turn now, please!" Barb looked to Dana for confirmation, and when she got the nod, whispered back, "You want your order now, huh? Ok, we talked about you at dinner, and here's the one thing we want you to do: fuck us all, baby -- fuck us all!" Rebek had her 'go ahead', so she turned to Mike first of all. She took him by the hand (the one that was not already gripping himself) and led him to the bed. On the way he shed his drawers and then the two reclined onto the bed next to the women who were still going at it hot and heavy. Beck had seen his massive amount of man-meat and wanted it for her very own. He kissed her with hungry passion and she could feel his cock rubbing the silk of her teddy almost as high as her belly button. He felt as solid as a rock in her arms and her breasts felt tight and swollen in anticipation. He began running his hands over the fabric enclosing her chest and her pussy juices began flowing heavily. He reached down between her legs and unsnapped the teddy at her crotch. He reached further down and pulled her legs up and then up higher until her ankles rested on his shoulders. She was now bent into a v-shape and was fully exposed to his pointing member. He hit his target and slid in slowly but surely. When she felt filled and figured he was in all the way she glanced down and saw that his poker was only about half-buried. In her position she couldn't do much to pull him in, but soon he worked his way in further until she thought she would split. When she knew she couldn't take any more he was up to the hilt, his thighs resting on the back of her upper legs and buttocks. Then the pumping began and she lost herself in it. She did manage to peel the silky fabric down and over her huge tits so that he had something to hang onto while he rammed his way home. Images of sequoia trees, scud missiles, and the Sears Tower went through her mind as he screwed her for all he was worth. Sharon got Kathy to squat over her in a 69 position while she laid on the bed. Kathy was new to same-gender sex, but lapped at Sharon the way she'd been orally sexed, and the two of them kept up a furious pace of alternating orgasms. The way she was squatting over Sharon's face, though, had her facing the bed's headboard and her backside to the crowd of on-lookers. With a nudge from Dana, Jim moved up to take advantage of the "opening." Sharon looked upside-down from between Kathy's creamy thighs to see Jim crawling up, kneeling behind Kathy, and aiming for her cunt from behind. She reached a hand back between Kathy's legs and guided him into his target. He held onto Kath's petite waist with his firm hands and worked his throbbing reddened prick up and into her. Sharon enjoyed licking both of them at the same time, sometimes giving a nice long lick from Kathy's clit down to her crack and onto his shaft (if it was visible) and then onto his hairy balls. He leaned over the blonde, playing with her long tresses, and finally reached around her with one hand to tickle and caress one of her pert breasts. For her part she parted her legs further to allow both of her lovers to have full access to the place between her legs that was now the center of her universe. The three rocked in rhythm and soared to new heights. Dana had watched all she could without getting involved, so she stepped over to Kaz and Kiko and suggested that she cut in and borrow him for a few minutes. Barb followed right behind to "console" Kiko in ways that she knew would make Dana's oriental friend forget that her husband was with someone else. The four took spots on the floor to begin their own love-making. Dana knew that Kaz had shared "shaziku" with Jim, so she was determined to let him have equal time. Kaz sat back, eyes closed, and allowed this western woman to do his thing. She unbuttoned his shirt and then proceeded to smother his nearly hairless chest with kisses. But his pectorals were well developed, and he smiled as she licked and kissed his nipples. Soon she kissed her way down further and reached into his elastic waist shorts to free his wang. He was the smallest of the men in the room, but she figured he would also be the easiest to eat. She pulled his shorts down and off of his legs so that he only wore his opened shirt and socks. She placed the engorged tip of his cock into her mouth and began to stimulate it with her tongue, liberally applying her own spittle to lubricate him. She tasted the drop of pre- come that issued forth, and it only whetted her appetite for more. With her hands she slowly pumped him until he was fully erect and his hips had an insistence of their own that she take him deeper into her mouth. She complied until she could feel him touching the back of her throat, just as the small spasms grew larger. He grabbed the back of her head and held her tightly onto him as he ejaculated shudderingly. She resisted the urge to fight both him and the sensation of gagging, and managed to swallow the large spurts of fluid erupting down her throat. She knew that if she could just swallow as fast as he came she would be alright. But his lack of size was made up for in his longevity in coming, and just when she thought she would either drown, have the back of her head explode in jism, or lose her cool and gag all over him his gushing subsided. He released her hair and fell back in a slump. But Dana was not through with this well of manhood. She sucked him dry and then continued licking him all over his genitals. His hardness evolved into a soft mound of shrunken flesh, but she continued to lick him all over and under. She sucked on his balls, licked her way up and down his thighs, and then worked her way underneath his cock to his backside. She urged him to hug his knees to his chest as she used her tongue to continue to stimulate him. She knew that there are as many pleasure nerve endings in the anus as there are in the genitals, and she was determined to stimulate everyone of them. Kaz marvelled that a woman was not only licking and probing his anus with her tongue, but also that he was so turned on by the feelings. He hugged his legs to his chest and pulled his cheeks as far apart as possible. It wasn't long before his dick began to show signs of new life, but he just laid back and let her have her way. Kiko, nearby on the floor, took Barbara into her arms and they kissed deeply and wetly. Kiko had always been secretly desirous of the relationship that Dana and Barb shared, often fantasizing about Barbara's large breasts. She was not underdeveloped for an oriental woman, offering more to Kaz than the vast majority of her Japanese sisters could, but aside from Rebekah, Barbara's breasts were the largest in the room. As Barb reached a hand up her skirt and around her panties Kiko slipped a hand onto the fabric covering Barb's mounds of delight within. Barb responded by using her free hand to slip the fabric over her shoulder to expose her left teat. Kiko gazed in wonder at such a huge amount of pleasurable flesh and touched it gingerly. She hardly noticed the hand groping its way through her bush to the moist parting of skin between her legs. A finger slipped into her, which she did feel almost with surprise, but it quickly withdrew and was used to smear the slippery fluid onto Barbara's nipple. Kiko leaned over to smell her own scent on it and then reached her tongue out to taste what she could only describe to herself later as ambrosia. Her own breasts were stiffening, and she used her tongue to explore every centimeter of the curvaceous breast, aureola and nipple. Barb used her own hand to squeeze it even tighter, and Kiko tongued the hard nipple like she would have a clitoris. Barbara responded by reaching back up under Kiko's dress to pull the panties down to her knees where her oriental paramour was able to then work them off the rest of the way with her leg action. The two of them shifted so that Kiko lay down and Barb removed her top so that her jugs swung down freely over the awaiting mouth. She sat on Kiko's belly leaned over and allowed her to suck generously. Finally she slowly scooted back until her chest was between Kiko's outstretched thighs. She positioned one of her tits right over the oozing cunt and with her hand she guided her nipple into and around it. Kiko sucked in her breath in pleasure, and when she felt the nipple caressing her clit she began moaning in pleasure. She looked over to see Kaz obliviously moaning himself - his legs pulled up and Dana tonguing his asshole vigorously. She glanced back down to see Barb kissing her belly, reaching up to caress her own tits through the halter top, and continuing to grind her oversized mellon into her pussy. She arched her back and gave a long sustained moan of pleasure as the orgasm shook her and sent pleasure all through her. Back on the bed Rebekah had finished satisfying Mike, and as he laid back in exhaustion she glanced around for who to fuck next. Jim was pumping the blonde still in controlled fashion, so she looked over the edge to see Kaz with a hard on letting it go to waste. With a pat on the rump to Mike for a job well done, she bounced over the edge to see how she could help Dana do Kaz. She reached into the drawer of the nightstand next to the bed and withdrew a curved dildo and a tube of K-Y jelly. She waved the two at Dana, who looked up long enough from tonguing his backside to smile in approval. Dana left off her mouth work and crawled up alongside Kaz's head where he lay on the room's floor, placing a hand on his drawn up legs to indicate that he should keep them that way. She pulled herself up into a kneeling position and then stepped one leg over him so that she straddled his face. Then, with one hand still on his legs to keep them drawn up she slid her legs apart until his tongue was able to make contact with her smooth-skinned beaver. As Kaz began licking and hotly tonguing her in return, Rebekah smeared a healthy amount of the jelly onto the dildo, another big glop onto his butthole, and then placed the tip in position. His sphincter muscles tightened, but she slowly, but inexorably penetrated him with the hard plastic. When she had it buried up to its hilt she then slowly withdrew it until it was almost, but not completely, out of him. Then she repeated the procedure, moans escaping from around his active tongue. As those three continued, and Barb continued to grind her boob into Kiko's womanhood, and Jim, Kathy, and Sharon stayed linked up, there came an insistent knocking on the door. Rebekah rammed the dildo all the way into Kaz, sprinted to the bathroom where she grabbed the nearest towel, and headed out of the bedroom into the motel suite's front room. She kicked the door closed as she exited the bedroom and wrapped the cloth around her. She was glad that the fabric was long enough to reach fully around her, including her ample chest, but she noticed that it was a narrow towel that reached from her chest to just below her crotch. But at least she was decent as she unbolted the door. Before she opened it, though, she called through, "Yes?" "One of the owners, ma'am, may I speak with you?" came the reply. 'Damn,' she thought at the intrusion, 'what could be the problem? We haven't been partying loudly enough for anyone to report us, so what gives?' She debated whether to be angry or sweet, deciding that the latter might get her the farthest with the owner. She opened the door with a smile on her face. She faced a boy and his dog. At least that was her first impression. Then she noticed that he stood taller than she, but was obviously either just out of or still in high school. The dog was no pup, either. It was an Irish Setter that flanked him at the end of a leash. She opened the door enough to stand in full view of him at which point the dog stepped forward and began sniffing her crotch in very normal canine fashion. She stepped back slightly and the young man noticed his dog and said, "Don't mind Rascal, he's just a very friendly dog." 'Horny is more like it,' she thought. But to him she asked sweetly, "Is there some trouble? And did you say you are one of the owners?" "My folks own this place," he began, "and I often sit the desk in the evenings." As he talked the dog continued to sniff at her crotch intently, smelling much of the evening's sexual scents on her that its master couldn't. She pushed the dog's head down, but couldn't get it away from her, and as soon as she let up pressure it moved back up into place with its sniffing. The motel owner's son continued, "You probably didn't notice when you signed in that the room has a maximum capacity of six, what with fire regulations and all, and earlier tonight one of our sanitation workers noticed a large crowd heading into your room and reported it to my folks. They asked me if I'd check it out." Rebekah hardly heard his words as the dog had slid its nose up under the fabric and started sniffing her right in her crotch. The harder she pushed its head down the harder it pushed back up. "Would you mind if I came in and looked around? My name is Jack, by the way." He leaned forward and stretched out his hand to shake, which allowed the dog to step even closer to her with its insistent sniffer. She didn't want him coming in and getting her in trouble but she couldn't tell him to go away, so she shook his hand. The dog, its head angled up under the narrow towel, stopped its sniffing and extended its very wet tongue to lick at her muskiness, but she realized that if she were to back up into the room to get away from its probing, Jack would follow into the room taking her movement as an invitation to enter. She hesitated without moving and Rascal started to really begin licking her. The wet tongue worked more rigorously and she began to feel her own juices adding to the wetness between her legs. The juices were like a reward to the dog who increased its tonguing tempo. She didn't know what to do, but heard a door open and close, and then Mike was up behind her in a towel of his own asking innocently, "What seems to be the problem, Dear?" He was planted firmly behind her, and Jack seemed oblivious to his dog's doings in the shadows of the doorway as he recounted again most of what he'd told Rebekah. She couldn't get away, being lodged between Mike and Rascal and finally she gave up trying to resist the dog's insistent tonguings at the delicious dampness it had discovered. She closed her eyes, leaned back against the strong chest of the man behind her and felt a the wetness increasing between her legs. Behind her Mike took in the situation in its entirety, but held his place firmly behind her, inwardly smiling when she leaned back and relaxed against him. In reply to the inquiry to come in, he asked the young man, "If there were more than 6 people in the room, what consequences would there be?" and the reply was that they would all have to vacate the room permanently, including the paying customers. "Hmmm. And what would happen," Mike seemed to wonder aloud, "if there were 9 people in the room, and 6 of them were female? That sounds like a disproportionate number of females if you ask me. And what if I told you that those six females were all no more than eight years older than you? Let's see, there is Barbara, who's 26, dark haired and almost as buxom as Rebekah here, who is 22. Then there is little Kathy, who's 21, is petite and has beautiful blonde hair down to her waist. There's Dana, who's 25, and has the two most perfectly formed breasts I've ever seen." Jack was looking on in obvious delight now. "There's also Sharon. Umm umm, she is one hot brunette, especially with the leather that she wears, and finally there is Kiko, who's oriental, with long legs you can't imagine how it feels to have wrapped around you. Would it make any difference if we had nine people in the room, including those six, any of whom would like to meet you and get to know you better?" Still blocking the doorway he reached around Rebekah to hold her tightly and began kissing her neck. Jack finally seemed to notice what Rascal was up to, and with Mike kissing her neck and squeezing her tight in his arms saw her shiver and begin moaning in physical ecstasy. He watched for a little longer as the woman's towel worked loose from her breasts (Mike tugging a little here and there as he squeezed her to bring about that effect) and was mesmerized at the sight in front of him. The towel dropped completely away and she spread her legs for the dog's muzzle to work unhampered as she spasmed in orgasm again. Mike looked up and asked again, "What do you say, which of the six young ladies in here would you like to meet?" and stepped sideways to allow him entry while still supporting Rebekah. 'Yes!' Jack exulted inwardly, 'it had worked again!' He had a deal with the help that if they noticed any really hot babes to let him know about it. He hadn't checked the three co-eds in, but they'd been noticed by his spotters and had told him about them. He'd been watching their room for any activity during the past couple of days, and when he saw that they didn't have much, figured it was time for he and Rascal to pay them a visit. He'd lived at the beach all his life and knew horny young women when he saw them. These three were obviously out for a last summer fling and he'd decided to try to get in on it. He'd first had success with his "scare the customer" routine three years before back when he was fifteen, and had scored on tenants a number of times since. Rascal always came along and was a real sniff artist, being an unwitting accomplice in a process that sub-consciously told his targets what he was after. He'd first seen Rascal do his sniffing at women's parts when he was fourteen, and he'd seen how women usually reacted. That was what got him started thinking about how he could find his way into their rooms. If a girl got overly pissed about the dog's sniffing then he explained that the dog was also trained to detect drugs. That usually left Rascal outside tied up while he was invited inside. A couple of years back he remembered Rascal working his wet nose up a girl's full-length prom dress as she stammered out unconvincing explanations of being married. Since then his pup had hiked up a few skirts on occasions and gotten quite intimate with some shorts and bathing suits, but nothing like he'd gotten away with tonight. And now he was being invited in with full choice of six! He'd never been in a room that had ever offered more than two. He pushed his way past the moaning woman, dropping the leash on the way. What Rascal was able to get away with or not was not up to him now - it was every dog for himself. Mike finally stepped back from the door so that Rebekah was able to disengage herself from the dog, but for a long moment she remained in place. Finally she seemed to come to her senses and disengaged herself, picked up her towel and strapped it back on as she closed the door, but not before Rascal trotted in and took up residence on the sofa in the front room. Mike turned to the young man and asked, "Which one should I call, or should I just leave you here with Rebekah?" Jack looked over at the busty blonde, but his curiosity got the better of him about the five others in the next room. "You didn't say how old Kiko or Sharon is," he ventured to his host. "Didn't I mention that? I guess you're right. The leather clad Sharon is 22. Kiko is the youngest one in the group, just over from Japan a couple of months ago, and just a year and a half out of school herself. I believe she's 20, but she might still be 19. Shall I call one of them?" Jack thought about the hot Korean girl in his calc. class -- her name was Su Yen. Her heritage lent a mysteriousness to her that he'd always found alluring, so he nodded to Mike in assent, and managed to croak out "Kiko, please." Rebekah left with Mike, and Jack and Rascal were left alone in the room for a minute. Jack fished into his pocket for a doggy treat and threw it over to his Setter with a "good boy!". After a brief mumbled conversation behind the door, Mike appeared again, with a really beautiful young oriental girl/woman with him wrapped in a towel. She short-stepped out of the room with Mike, her eyes on the floor. "Let me just mention one of the ground rules before the two of you meet. You may go with Kiko into the bed room, but in return you leave your clothes out here with me for security, and you promise not to hassle the young ladies who've rented this suite. Is that agreed?" Jack nodded his head and in the excitement of the moment pulled his shirt off, kicked away his shoes and socks, and then dropped his shorts. He was just about to doff his briefs when Mike said he had enough security. With that he reached out Kiko's hand to his and stepped aside. Just then the bedroom door opened and a stunningly sexy dark-haired woman in her 20's appeared with absolutely nothing on. She wore it well, though, and Jack almost regretted the choice he'd made, but she headed over to Mike and wrapped her arms around him. "Off you go," Mike said pointing to the door, as the naked brunette whispered something like, "so this is the dog you were telling me about." She let go of Mike, got down on all fours, and as Jack disappeared around the corner he thought he caught her cooing, "here doggy doggy doggy..." When Mike had disappeared back into the bedroom earlier he'd quickly apprised everyone of the situation, explaining that the owners' teenaged child had them over a barrel and had agreed to drop the hassle for a quickie from one of them. He hadn't made it clear whether this person was male or female, and had asked them each whether they were willing to be considered. They had each agreed to be available as a choice, and so it was then that he finally told them it was an 18 year old male, who had chosen Kiko. Kaz wasn't happy about the arrangement, but they had each given their word, and it was a way of saving their three young hostess's honor, so he'd given his nod of agreement to Kiko. While she had put on a towel to go out for the 'inspection', Mike had had a hurriedly quiet conversation with Barb, pointing to the next room as they did so. Now Kiko was returning to the dimness of the bedroom with her young charge in tow. He'd been told that there were six others in the room awaiting their return but it hadn't been real to him until he entered and saw them all staring at him. Kiko led him to the bed, where he self-consciously sat beside her. Kathy moved from where she had been sitting on a chair over to where Kaz was reclining on the floor. She figured that it would go easier on him, having seen his frowns at the teenager, if he was distracted. Kiko stepped back onto the floor and positioned herself between Jack's legs and slowly removed the towel. Her breasts were firm and her nipples pointy and hard as they were unveiled. She was determined to make this young man satisfied that he had chosen her so that he wouldn't come back and hassle their new found friends. With both hands she reached back and drew her hair from behind her shoulders to the front, and then extended her arms up high in a long and languid stretch that showed off her taut body to its fullest. From between narrowed eyes she looked down at him smiling, and then wetted her lips with deliberation. She eased down to her knees and reached out to grab the waist band of his briefs. He wiggled a little to allow her to draw them down his legs. She moved from between his knees to pull them all the way down and off of his feet. Despite her sexual advances, his self-consciousness persisted in the form of a half erect cock. He tried to tune out the others in the room but hadn't completely achieved it. He heard and sensed that most were beginning new encounters of their own when the bedroom door opened briefly and Mike stepped back in. "Just need to borrow the jelly, if I might Rebekah?" "How about I bring it out personally and join you two?" she replied. He smiled back wickedly and said, "Perfect. Join us, but it's us three," he corrected. "Woof," was her answer as she headed for the door with him. Kiko determined that Jack was not yet ripe for the plucking, and 'plucking' was what she definitely wanted to do to him. So she moved back up between his legs, tickling them with her nails as her hands worked their way up. Soon she got a handful of him, which aided his erection slightly. Leaning over him she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and gently began tonguing him. She could feel the head swell a little more at this treatment, so she allowed him a little further entrance. Her tongue worked up and down the underside of his ever-stiffening member. The harder he got the further she allowed him into her mouth until he was both fully stiffened and fully enveloped. She bobbed her head on him a couple of times and then disengaged herself completely, afraid that he would come too quickly. She stepped up onto the bed beside him and lay down on her back, both legs bent at the knee, but one up and one leaning towards him on the bed. She extended her arms to him, offering herself for embrace and he rolled over toward her and into the proffered arms. Their lips met in a wet and lusty kiss, her mouth opening to his probing tongue. Soon their tongues were dancing circles around each other and she could feel his chest pressing onto her breasts insistently. They held each other tightly, he positioning himself on top of her finally. After some ineffective hip thrusts his manhood met her womanhood and gained entrance. She stretched her legs apart and then around him, scissoring him into her even further. This impeded his thrusting action a little, but it prolonged their arousal. Down on the floor Kathy had found her way atop Kaz and was riding him for all she was worth. Jim, too, was on the floor, Sharon riding him upright with Dana straddling his face backwards so that the two women faced each other. They had formed a pyramid - Dana and Sharon kissing each other and fondling each other's breasts simultaneously. Again the air filled with the sweet odor of sex, and they all breathed it in as deeply as they could. A slight racket from the next room affirmed that the others were creating and breathing a similar scent. When Rebekah had entered the front room with Mike where Barb was waiting, the three had a conversation something like this: "He is beautiful." "Certainly is. And big!" "The question is, how big?" "I guess we'll find out." "Mike says you were really into it earlier." "More like the other way around, but yeah, I sure was." "Wanna give it another try?" "Why don't you. I'm still recovering from my first experience." "Thanks. How'd you do it?" "Yeah, down on the floor would probably be easier." "Should I lean over further, or should I stay up on all fours? Like this?" "That looks about right." "Come here, look what we have for you. That's it, here. "Let me help him up." "Sure is heavy." "Hmmm." "Do you think smelling will help?" "I don't know. Let me give him a hand first." "Ok." "There we go. Down. Good. How's that?" "I think he likes that!" "That's becoming quite apparent isn't it. Things are looking up now aren't they?" "Hurry up, please. Use some more jelly, and then pass it over to me." "Are you ready? I think this will go much better this time." "I sure am! Let's get on with it!" "Ok, here we go again. Umph! Ok, maybe spread your legs further." "I think he's close, let me just... yeah, like that... oh, that's it...yeah, oooh, yeah, ooooooooooohhhhhh myyyyyyyyyy gawdddddddddddddd! ooo...ooo...ooo...ooo...ooo...ooo..." "How're you doing?" "(glrph!)" Mike: "I wonder how long she can take it..." Barb: "Why not try it yourself and see how well YOU do?" "It might prove to be an interesting comparison test." "ooo...I...ooo...think...ooo...I'm...ooo...going...ooo...to...ooo... split...ooo...apart...ooo..." "Barb, she looks like she's enjoying herself." "Well, try not to look so jealous. You're next, ok?" "Alright, but if this goes on any longer I may just horn in." "Here, let me keep you occupied..." In the bedroom Kiko had milked the young man dry and now Dana was up on the bed next to her sucking her still tender breasts. Young Jack lay exhausted on the bed next to them, and although Kiko had satisfied him it wasn't mutual. Dana sucked and nibbled while reaching her hand down between the slim legs' apex to caress and stroke the downy cleft. Sharon had finished off Jim on the floor and looked up to see the two entwining on the bed. She remembered her earlier fantasy of having those oriental eyes staring up into her own from between her legs, so she moved up onto the bed. She began by kissing the other breast and then kissed her way up to Kiko's red pouty lips. She licked her face extensively and then planted her lips on Kiko's in a damp kiss. Kiko's tongue snaked up and into her mouth, and then began flicking her tongue in a most suggestive way. Sharon turned her body around, not losing contact with her kiss. Then she broke off their mouth contact and stepped up and over Kiko's eagerly awaiting face. Dana stopped off tonguing the now swollen breast and slid down between Kiko's legs. Sharon laid down on top of her in a top and bottom 69 position, that brought her own face into proximity with Dana's. Dana leaned forward and kissed her briefly, then dropped down slightly to begin kissing and licking Kiko's muskiness. She and Sharon took turns eating Kiko, while Kiko happily slurped Sharon's nether regions. Jack looked on in incredulity, feasting his eyes on the brunette, dirty blonde and oriental girl all arranged for his viewing pleasure. Then the phone rang. Someone in the next room answered it, spoke briefly, then entered the bedroom and motioned to him to come and answer it. He entered the front room and saw Rascal sleeping peacefully on the floor. Barb and Rebekah also lay sleeping in each other's arms on the couch. Mike went back over and sat on the floor by the couch and petted the dog in its sleep. Jack had a quick conversation with the current desk attendant. He hung up and swore out loud. "What's up?" Mike asked. "It's my mom. She's headed over here to see if everything is okay. I'd better try to head her off." He grabbed his shirt and shorts and headed back through the bedroom to the poolside door. He had just donned his clothes and stepped out of the door onto the walled deck when he saw his mother walking up the sidewalk towards the room. The deck he stood on was about half a story up, with a belly-high wooden wall surrounding it, a gate and steps down to the sidewalk that led to the motel's pool. "Jack. Is that you?" she called as she approached, worry evident in her voice. "Sure thing mom." "Sanders at the desk said that you had to leave to check someone's room out for a problem. Is everything ok?" She stopped walking and stood even with him on the sidewalk, looking up at him half a story above her. He glanced back to see the three women from the bed crawling out on all fours through the door. "I think everything is alright. I was just checking on a possible party going on." In horror he glanced down to see Dana reaching up and then pulling his shorts back off of him. Sharon began kissing his legs and licking them as well. Kiko began fondling his buttocks. In spite of himself his erection began to become apparent. With an herculean effort he looked back at his mother and told her that the people in the room had invited him in to chat and stuff, so if it was okay with her, could he come, oops, could he stay awhile? She agreed, but then began to complain to him once again about his dad, and how so much needed to be done to fix up the rooms. He listened and nodded in silence, and she didn't even notice when he closed his eyes for almost five full seconds. Dana had begun sucking his full- sized prick while the other two continued to kiss and excitedly touch him. Then he felt his cheeks pried apart and something hard pressing into him. He braced himself with his hands, leaning slightly forward against the wooden wall and he just knew that Kiko had found a dildo. There was nothing he could do to stop them without giving himself away in front of his mother, and they did their best to make him break his silence. To his mother it looked like he was raptly listening, his lips pursed, a serious look covering his face. She prattled on for another minute before finally bidding him adieu and ambling back towards the office. Just as she was out of earshot he let out a large bellow and shot his wad into Dana's hungry mouth. Kiko began ramming his ass with the dildo in time to his strokes into her neighbor's mouth and Sharon helped by giving him a hand and pumping him in the right direction. Soon his recently depleted resources gave out and his stiffness went with it. The young ladies gathered up his shorts, and as he leaned against the railing in exhaustion they scooted back inside and locked the door behind them. He heard the click and knew that he'd gotten too greedy with this bunch and used his shirt to cover his privates as he dashed through the shadows as best he could to get back to his own place and some clothes. He forgot about his dog until the next morning. Rascal didn't feel forsaken, though, as he had found a room full of willing "bitches". His tongue and privates were constantly in use, the "bitches" taking turns in amazement that his erection didn't ever seem to deflate. They seemed to find it unusual that a single hump could last longer than a half-hour and would quit and allow another to take her place before he could finish with any of them. The small oriental one lasted the longest, but the breasty brunette gave him the best ride. Whichever was next in line got a good licking first, and he lapped at the furry patches that exuded such delicious wetness in delight. From between their legs poured forth a juice that must have originated from a bottomless well in doggie heaven. No, Rascal didn't lack for human companionship all night long. Early the next morning one of them poured him a dish of milk and then let him out the front door, a tired but happy doggy. The crowd stirred in the early morning light, and with kisses all around the co-eds parted from their newly found beach buddies. The memories they had created the night before, though, would remain with them the rest of their lives.