Guy was a big heavy guy and I'm slender. I felt no chemistry. But they knew I loved fishing off the rocks, and so the three of us all planned to meet ...there one evening. They both had jobs and I was the first to get there. It was a warm day, and so I had worn my cut off shorts and a bikini top; lots of skin to tease the guys with. When they arrived, they were acting loud and corny; it was so obvious they had been drinking. I had just turned 18 last week, and was itching to taste alcohol. As if. I shrunkinto the seat and wished I could just stay in the car all night long."When you go inside just go to your room. Wash up, close the door and letus handle this between ourselves."I sat in my room ("my room" I could stay) and listened to the cold tonesof Clara and the first the laughter and then the more apologetic soundsof Marnie. I was clutching Clara's sweater in my hands and it came to methat I was waiting for the sound of a slap or a broken glass. Thesenoises always accompanied any. Leaving glistening trails down my shoulder blades, my chest and my thighs. The sunlight accentuates everything. From the delicate curves of my small breasts, to my smooth naval and soft pink pussy. My flowing blond hair, the gentle curve of my back. My ass round and firm, dew-laden like a juicy peach. Before I can finish drying my hair, you open the bathroom door and walk in on me. You’re naked too. Perhaps wanting to take a shower of your own. However, as my eyes look over your body, I notice. He was now dressed in a dhoti and white Punjabi like a typical Hindu gentleman. He rushed inside the sitting room the moment I opened the doors. He waited for me to close the door and latch it from inside. He immediately held me in his arms, kissed on my lips, pressed my ass hard and pulled towards his semi erected cock. I felt his cock hitting my pussy. I knew he was to enjoy my body, but I was also interested somehow to take the opportunity, but I wanted to show that I was doing it just for.