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Kinky Adventures of Robin Ch. 03

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The beach itself was perfect — or as perfect as a beach could be with the pitfalls of sand pushing up between one’s toes, gritty and uncomfortable. Bare flesh rang on display as Robin giggled and flaunted herself, spinning around and around and kicking up sand for the sheer hell of it, the waves crashing on the shore in a gentle lap of white horses. The waves were not high enough for surfing, which was a shame in the case of Dave, but no one else would really have wanted to strip down and get too physical out in the ocean, least of all Jim who secretly feared being swept out into the ocean. He knew only too well what could happen when one wasn’t paying attention to their surroundings, after all, although that was no such thought to have on a nice day out at the beach.

“Eeee!”

Robin lunged for the volleyball, a net set up by previous beach-goers that was just perfect for what she had in mind. She wasn’t very good at volleyball because of the way that her body was weighted and, truly, her lack of practice in that regard showing through. She could have been good at volleyball, really, if she wanted to, but it wasn’t her thing, really, and she just wanted to be out in the sunshine, doing all she could to show off to Dave with a little flirt and swing of her hips.

And who could have ignored those hips? While she was showing off to just one of the guys on the opposite side of the volleyball net, the sun shining down as if it wanted to highlight the gleam of sun cream on her skin, Robin had more than one set of eyes on her. She shook and she swayed and she flirted and she giggled — and yet all that she did had far more of an effect that she possibly could have imagined.

Dave licked his lips, drooling over her, but that proved to be nothing in comparison to how Jim stared and stared… It would have been rude if it was not completely and utterly put down to him being incompetent at volleyball (which was also true) but how he could concentrate on anything other than the expanses of bare flesh on show from Robin would have been a challenge for a much stronger man than he. Perhaps a gay man. Well, it was hard to look anywhere else…

She put herself on show and lunged for the volleyball, breasts bouncing so violently that it was a surprise, truly, that they did not bounce entirely out of her bikini. How it held them in check, nipples covered, was a mystery in itself but a mystery that Jim was happy to explore, if only he could get his nerdy, white hands on her breasts. Would he ever get that for himself? And just how would they feel? Even standing there on the sand, wearing old man sandals that were comfortable and possibly orthopaedic too, his fingers twitched, fingering her tits and nipples in the lustful realm of his imagination. In his mind, he leaned over her, Robin lying on her back on his bed, her breasts in his hands, groped and manipulated, clumsily squeezed. What he knew of sex had been gleaned from the locker room and snatched conversations, although he was not the sort of guy to go for porn, despite knowing well enough how to lock down his computer so that no one, anyway, would be able to find out what he’d been looking at. Maybe it would have done him well to broaden his horizons in that manner but taking in her bare skin, toes curling in those ballet flats still, was more than enough for a man who did not know, as yet, just what he wanted from a woman.

Alex, however, could not be said to be on her A-game either, unless you counted her going for Robin over and over again — the girl on her own team! — as being on her game! If groping Robin had a point system, Alex would have been all over that, stealing touches wherever she could get away with it, grabbing her around the waist and spinning like a top. Robin squealed, feet leaving the floor, and Alex revelled in the sensation of holding her up against her, buttocks squeezed into her lower stomach, the weight of Robin pulling her forward as if she could fall on top of her and take her, woman to woman, right there and then. Alex shivered, gasping as she released her sexy charge. Wouldn’t that be something?

They put her heavy breathing down to the exertion of lunging and jumping about in the sun, although no one really knew just how good Alex was normally at volleyball. It wasn’t her top sport but it was still good enough to get her on the teams during her younger years at school, doing what she liked in the realm of sports and physical activity. As a result, her body was harder and tougher than most ladies who came out of that school, not that Alex really had all that many points of reference to work with. It may have been nice to get on with someone as butch as her, the masculine edge lending her a new tenacity, but the girly-girl side too…mm… Now, that was something that she’d like to have between her thighs.

Tickling was her weapon of forte and people may have been forgiven for thinking that Alex was playing against Robin, aiming to score lara türbanlı escort points for herself as she wrenched and wrestled her, too rough entirely as she shot for the ball, swinging her out of the way with an arm around the blonde’s waist. Robin shrieked but in glee, not feeling the grope of her breasts — both, in fact, very impressive — as Alex slipped her hands up, teasing and squeezing all for her own ultimate pleasure.

Damn… A body as smoking hot as that needed to be touched, loved, adored. Why, Robin was her queen and she so very desperately needed to be revered as such. Her breasts were perfect, the curve of her tiny waist, that hourglass figure… It was something that deserved to be looked at and she had both eyes and hands enough for Robin to deal with out on their makeshift volleyball court. Although there were lines drawn in the sand so that they knew when they went out of bounds, it was those very lines that became blurred in more ways that just the one, jostling and giggling playfully for position.

“My ball!”

Alex stepped in front of Robin at the very last moment, claiming her place as Robin squeaked and bumped into her from behind, boobs first.

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

Alex wasn’t sorry at all though, not one bit. She had the sexy babe exactly where she wanted her to be and shivered in place, breathing heavily as she relished in the recollection of just how Robin’s tits had felt pressed up against her back. For once, she regretted not wearing something skimpier herself, if only so that she could have more skin to skin contact with her, their breasts pressing together in lustful, raw abandon, all that Alex needed and so much more.

She could have simply held back her desires for too long but Robin was not to know that as she relaxed into things, the ease of the day and relaxation that it brought drawing down tensions as if they were, perhaps, partaking in something alcoholic. But there were a couple more years due on them before that would become legal and it was not as if Dave himself would have had the presence of mind to score a six-pack at the very least before heading out. That was another area in which his father was incredibly strict and, although he did the partying rounds, Dave had never hosted a house party or consumed alcohol at home. What people thought was magic about that age of twenty-one, however, when it came to drinking, no one would ever know. Responsibility, after all, did not come to those who had not earned it for themselves and irresponsibility ran amok in quivering fingertips and hands that groped.

“Oh!”

“Watch it!”

Too busy with his eyes on Robin and her bouncing breasts, Jim bumped into Dave, who scowled, perhaps the only one of them that at all seemed to be taking the game seriously, although even he was distracted. His eyes flitted back and forth constantly, although he was hardly trying to work out where the ball was going to go next, instead staring at Robin as the ball sailed straight past him. True to form, Jim did not lunge for it, his lower jaw slack with need, a glimmer of drool softening in the corner of his lips.

“Jim!”

But he didn’t react, his eyes on Robin with the backdrop of the ocean playing out her backup dancers, not that she needed any supporting acts in the show that was Robin Foster and Robin Foster alone. Her breath came in heady, heated gasps and yet there was still very much a smile on her face, lips parted even in that smile, eyes alight with the raw vivacity of being alive and well, a young woman in the prime of her life. She was everything that he could ever have wanted and he’d stared and stared at her throughout his entire school career, even though he had never really been so far gone that he had not had the wisdom of self to focus on his own studies. No, no, no… That would never do, not for a guy who had it all figured out, despite not knowing what to do about his lacking social life and all that fell down on that side.

The ball picked up and Jim shook himself off. Get your head in it! That was what they said in sports movies and things like that, wasn’t it? When it came to sports, he was about as useless as a fish out of water, flopping around with his limbs swinging madly as if co-ordination simply had never been something that was destined to come to him. Maybe he would have done better if he’d had a sport that was more stationary — bowls or chess, perhaps — but not even Jim had gotten into those things that took him away from the integral pursuits of academia, all that he needed to get ahead in life.

He may have thought otherwise, however, if he’d had a girl like Robin in his bed and his arms. He could sleep soundly on those breasts, as big as two pillows, swinging and bouncing. He still could not help but imagine that tiny, string bikini breaking all of a sudden, sending those luscious orbs spilling out, nipples as perky as he’d imagined lara ucuz escort them and all on show, giggling and flaunting her stuff regardless of anything or anyone around her. Of course, her bikini bottoms hardly covered anything at all either and he was forced to gulp and swallow hard over and over again, working feverishly to get breath into his lungs, as she turned her back on him, showing off her perfectly round butt, just the right size for him with the cut of the bikini bottoms sliding across the muscle and flesh of her arse.

They may not have been meant to cover more but Robin was not one to go for a sole Brazilian cut in that regard, the lines of the fabric drawing in closer as if she was more going for wearing a thong. And that very fabric slipped deeper and deeper up into the crack of her buttocks in the most sensual way as the game went on, disappearing as if their sole purpose was to show off more and more of her buttocks. That was something that Alex simply could not let pass by and she took ample opportunity to grab those thick buttocks, squeezing and pinching and darting away again with a less than innocent look on her face.

Yet Robin was so clueless and Alex so sly that she blamed Dave each and every time as they moved away from the volleyball game, moving about and mingling between one another to grab drinks from the cooler that were much-needed as the heat of the day rose and rose. They may have been better placed to linger and lounge in the shade but Alex wasn’t going to miss a trick in slipping her hands over Robin’s near enough bare arse, teasing along the line of the fabric and spiralling away out of range and reach a moment later. Squeaking and shooting upright from where she had been bent over, Robin stared about her wide-eyed, Dave sipping a fizzy soda beside her.

“Dave! Don’t!”

He blinked.

“What?”

“Oh… You know what you did!”

She flounced off — well, as much as anybody could possibly flounce while they didn’t have the garments to really accentuate their departure. Such a grumpy storm-off really needed a little more to it but nobody at all minded watching her walk away, booty jiggling with the ideal amount of flesh covering her muscle there, what allowed her to do just what she did best as Robin Foster. And that name in itself was something that all would remember for many years, perhaps even into their golden years and old age itself. She knew how to leave a lasting impression with the swing and sashay of her hips, putting it all on without realising that she was doing it, although she could have, perhaps, not been quite so obvious pressing a cool can of soda to her throat and neck.

“Ohhh…”

The moan: oh, the moan. That moan alone had all three of her admirers quivering in place with their trunks tight and wanton in the case of the men and searing heat rising up through Alex, her eyes wide as if she needed them to be so to take everything in. She wouldn’t have wanted to miss a single second of enjoying Robin Foster as she turned her head from one side to the other, whimpering quietly as she enjoyed the cool of the can and how it soothed the head from her neck and cheeks, teasing along her jaw-line.

In her mind’s eye, she saw that bikini disappear, leaving her butt naked on the beach, helpless to do anything but be prey to Alex, lusting after her, returning everything that Alex may ever have wanted and so much more too. She needed to lick up that cool from her skin, trace her tongue over those perfect collar bones, tease her deliciously, make her want her too. But how could anyone not want Alex either? Robin hadn’t minded being on her lap, that much was for sure, so, truly, it did stand to reason that there may be the potential for something more there.

“I think I’ll go for a swim,” Robin mused, not talking to anyone in particular as she brushed her hair back behind her shoulders. “It’s too warm out here to play ball!”

Robin all hot and wet and soaked, skin glistening with salt water? Alex gulped, half-turning away as if she had something more visual in her arousal to hide — but that was the forte of the boys, who had to be a little more discreet with what got them all hot and bothered, turned on and ready for action. Oh, Alex had to have her, there was no question about it. But how, how indeed, was she going to get the bombshell to love her, to lie with her?

She tried out in the ocean, wearing her clothes to swim for she hadn’t bothered bringing anything that may have been more feminine out with her to swim in. Trunks or maybe a one-piece swimsuit would have been more her style but she was usually swimming laps if she was in a body of water, working on her body, her fitness, all that made her who she was. If she was a lesbian, she was one with an absolutely rocking body and it was a body to match up to Robin too, even if in a different sort of way.

Where Robin was soft, Alex was hard. Where üniversiteli escort Robin had curves, Alex lacked them. But that was okay: she was her own person. Grinning, she dunked Robin under the water, the blonde floundering and shrieking playfully as she splashed the woman that she thought was swiftly becoming a fast friend.

“Got you!”

It should have been light-hearted fun but Alex’s hidden agenda came into play once again as she snuck her little gropes and teases wherever she could, hands slinking around Robin’s waist. It was harder to tickle underwater to see her really squeal and squirm in that delightful way but she could still very much enjoy the glisten and gleam of water on her breasts, highlighting the rise and curve, just barely kept in check by her bikini. Every bit of her body ached to take the babe into her arms, hold her close, make sweet, sweet love to her, but there were too many witnesses for her to be out in public right there where she was. Although she wasn’t all that averse to an audience, as long as they were the right kind of audience…

Out of the water, Robin still got the stares, the ogles, but maybe she had simply had so many of them by that point that nothing phased her anymore. Nothing at all gave her pause and she slipped her little ballet flats back on for the beach, water soaking through them even as she wriggled her toes, settling more comfortably back into the shoes. Giggling, Robin swung her feet up onto a beach towel, stretching out in the increasingly late afternoon sun. No tan lines on her feet for her!

Things were as sneaky as Alex could have hoped on the drive back home too, taking Alex into her lap again, the tickles ramping up as the gritty, sand-ridden blonde tried to get some space. Damn that car! It should really have more seats so that all of them could actually be comfortable, she must be getting on the nerves of poor, poor Alex. Even Dave asked if she was okay from how much she was squirming, Robin’s blush creeping down her neck as Alex’s hand rested on her thigh. But she was just helping her to sit there comfortably, so it was all okay, right? She wouldn’t sit on another girl’s lap again, that much was for sure! Dave, maybe… Yeah, okay, he got a clean pass on that one.

Dave, however, was not the usual one to take advantage of things that could have been so much better for him, hotted up and ready for more with his sexy girlfriend that night, even if she didn’t yet have the same thing on her mind. Still, he could not have said just how he got roped into it but, later that evening, he found himself on Jim’s doorstep, Robin by his side in her most revealing, pink, half-top. It cut beneath her breasts, daringly close, and revealed her cleavage too. Her hot pink shorts may as well have been underwear for the sake of how far down her thighs they actually extended (which was hardly any span of flesh at all), cupping the voluptuous curves of flesh in her arse, showing off what she thought was her very best asset. Well, there was no point going for dinner if she wasn’t going to look absolutely fabulous, was it?

Pressing her lips together in a tight, ditzy yet anxious smile that didn’t reach her eyes, Robin adjusted her top with a wiggle of her hips, eyes bright and her face made-up, fresh and clean after the day at the beach.

“Why are we, like, here again?”

Dave rolled his eyes; he didn’t have anything much of a good answer for her. He just thought what his father would say if he found out that he’d turned down the invitation and opportunity to be friendly with the McNutt family and, well…that had been that. There was something of a business deal going on between them or something and he wasn’t to fuck that up.

“You know… It’ll be fine, babe, all fine. I promise.”

He could not, however, seek to promise that everything would be fine, considering where they were and what saucy predator lay within, everyone wanting Robin, the trophy to end all trophies. Alex had been the one to propose the dinner invitation and he could have stopped things if he’d had the presence of mind and sensibility to see what was going on right in front of his face. Although it had to be said too that not even Robin knew or realised how many people were staring at her, wanting to fuck her, all wanting that hot body of hers without actually considering the mentality of the person behind the pretty face.

Maybe being an object of lust wasn’t such a good thing, after all…

The door bell rang and Robin pushed up onto her toes, clad in Sperry shoes, once again sockless. Even though there was a lack of sun as it dipped below the horizon, casting shades of crimson and auburn across the suburban landscape, money staying where money was made, she still kept her feet sockless at all times. Really, she wasn’t even sure that she owned any socks anymore and, if she did, they would be shoved up and crumpled up in the back of one of her drawers, hidden where they didn’t need to be taken account of. She had far more important things to do with her time and her fashion sense than worry about silly socks. And who cared about sweaty feet when she could look so good without them?

Not Robin, for sweaty feet were to be the least of her worries with so many lustful eyes on her…

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