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The Bookworm and The Surfer
Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: NymphWriter, Rating: 43, Source: LushStories
her back to the house she and her friends were renting, and kissed her softly on the lips. For a girl who spends her time in the pages of a book, she could kiss a whole lot better than she could surf. She let my hand roam a bit but pushed my arm away when I tried to cup her ample breast. That taut, fit body of hers drove me nuts. It was all I could do to contain myself after watching that round, firm body bounce around all day. We planned to meet the next day for another surfing lesson, but the ocean can be like a fickle lover. One day she’s eager and inviting, but the next she can be cold, stormy, and unforgiving. I arrived early that morning and knew there would be no lessons. The surf was rough and a storm was on the horizon. Paul walked up and said, “So how was the pier?” “Great.” “I saw the teddy bear you won her.” “How?” “Um, I think her name is Gina. I was with her last night when you brought Lizzy home.” “Ah. That didn’t take long.” Paul smiled. “Who am I to argue when an insanely hot babe is chasing me? I mean, what would it say about me if I passed up that fine pussy?” I laughed. Paul had a way of shoveling the bullshit. “The waves are rough. There’s a storm coming in. The waves are too blown out to surf. We’ll get pounded.” “Come on. We might be able to catch a few before it’s too dangerous.” “You go ahead. I’ll sit this one out. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” “I always knew you were a pussy,” said Paul as he ran out with is board and dove in. Paul duck-dived the ... first wave, but got caught by the next and pounded. The waves were even rougher than I had first thought. Paul was struggling mightily and I knew he was in trouble. As much as I thought it was unwise, I grabbed my board and jumped in the pounding surf. I couldn’t leave my best bud hanging. Then, after I paddled out past the break, Paul was sitting on his board grinning. “I told you this was insane to try,” I said. “Hey, it got you out didn’t it?” he replied. “And now we need to get back in. This is getting gnarlier by the second.” “Okay, you lead the way.” I saw the Bookworm come down, so, being the guy I am, unwisely decided to show off for her rather than surf straight in. The waves were facing up at ten feet, but were closing out quickly. “I’m taking the outside one!” I shouted, as a rising wave approached. “You’re nuts!” Paul called back. I paddled hard to crest the break. I dropped in and made my turn, but the unpredictable storm wave closed out, sending me tumbling under tons of crushing surf. ~*~*~ I saw Paul and Chuck surfing as I headed down to the shore. Paul was sitting on his board, but Chuck was riding a monstrous wave. Then, I saw the wave crash with a loud roar and Chuck disappeared. “Chuck!” I screamed. His board appeared in pieces, but there was no sign of Chuck anywhere. Without thought to my own safety, I ran into the water screaming, “Chuck! Chuck!” I was about knee-high in the water when I felt my legs swept out from underneath me and I fell into the water. ...