SNAP

"Ah! Ah, ah!"

"I got it! I got it!" I cried as I rushed forward and grabbed the huge umbrella before it toppled over. Brittany and I hoisted it back to a sort-of-vertical position, protecting our chosen beach spot from the beating summer sun.

Brittany sighed in relief. "Thank you," she said, smiling at me.

"Sure." I replied. I watched as she went over to our bag and grabbed her big, pink beach towel. She unfolded it and in her well-practiced flicking motion, she snapped the towel through the air and gracefully laid it on the hot sand.

"Yours is in there too." She said. I nodded and moved over to find my old, red beach towel. Bending over to find it, I felt the edges of my boardshorts slip. "Woah there!" Brittany exclaimed with a laugh. Her fingers were suddenly in my shorts, pulling them back over my hips. "Trying to give everyone a show?" I looked up to see if anyone had noticed. Long Beach was currently occupied by so many people that it was hard to tell just how many could have spotted my wardrobe malfunction.

"Nope, just you." I responded with a playful smirk. I could feel her fingers running around the inner edge of shorts.

"Why are these so loose?" Brittany asked.

I shrugged. "I bought the wrong size."

"Al-vin." Brittany scolded playfully.

"Brit-tany." I teased back.

"Don't 'Brit-tany' me!" She bantered.

Suddenly, the hot summer day became a bit more breezy, particularly around my nether regions. I looked down to see my naked dick, sticking out into open air; my boardshorts piled at my ankles. Slowly, dramatically, I turned to look at Brittany. She looked back and me confidently, her fists on her hips. Her eyelids were lowered slightly, and the corners of her mouth were lifted in a mischievous "What're you gonna do about it?" expression.

"Brittany." I stated.

"Alvin." She said back.

"I'm naked." I gestured down, unnecessarily. She followed my hands and starred down at my groin. Her attention made it twitch, causing it to fill enough to point straight at her.

"You sure are." She answered, biting her bottom lip. I glanced around quickly, very aware of the dozens of people walking around the beach, the beachside bar nearby, and the ice cream stand just about twenty yards away from us. I bent down to grab by shorts and pull them back up. "Awww…" Brittany whined quietly.

I looked up, surprised. "Britt, people could see me."

She shrugged. "Maybe they should see what they're missing." Brittany turned her back on me and theatrically bent down toward her towel, putting herself into a down-dog, yoga-like pose. Her pink-striped bikini bottom shown in the summer sun for a second before she lowered her round butt down to sit on her ankles. Brittany's face was nestled into her towel, but she had to know she had my full attention.

"Sure is hot, huh?" Brittany asked, reached out toward one of the packaged popsicles she had set down on the sand a few minutes ago. "Out here, on the beach?" She finished her question.

Brittany rolled over and deftly opened the white wrapper, revealing the candy red popsicle inside. With a very audible slurp she sucked the tip into her mouth. Some of the melting popsicle's juice flowed down it's length, dribbling across her fingertips, and dripping softly onto her soft chest fur.

I forced myself to inhale as I stared at the patch of red chest. Brittany's eyes teasingly watched me as I stood there, like a moron, with my swimsuit half-on.

"Fuck it." I said. My fingers relaxed and my boardshorts fell to the sand at my feet.

"Hmmm…" Brittany sighed softly. I got down to my knees and crawled toward her on her towel. "Whatchu doing, Alvin?" She asked innocently.

"You dropped something." I answered. "Let me get it." Brittany shifted her knees, allowing me to crawl on top of her. My nose went down to her chest and I inhaled the sweet scent of the popsicle sugar and her strawberry bodywash. Almost automatically, my tongue emerged from my mouth and licked the small pool of red juice off Brittany chest. A small moan escaped her throat as my tongue was replaced by lips. My mouth hungrily kissed over her chest, sucking in the remnants of the juice before moving up to her heart, her neck, and back down to her bikini top.

Suddenly Brittany's perky nipple was against my lips as her fingertips pinched and pulled at the bikini cup. I sucked her nipple into my mouth and her moan vibrated against the popsicle, still in her mouth. My hand came up and cupped her other breast, pinching where I knew her erect nipple was.

"Ahh…Alvin…" Brittany whispered into my ear.

"Hmmmm…?" I sounded, feigning innocence while continuing to suck.

"I want you in my mouth."

My dick ached as my erection got even bigger. How could I say no?

My lips made a popping sound as I released Brittany's wet nipple from my mouth. The summer heat was already starting to dry the moisture left by my tongue. I took a precautionary glance around as I rose up to reposition. My eyes found a thirty-something year old guy looking back at me. He jumped when he saw me looking back and quickly looked back at the ocean. I chuckled quietly, but immediately stopped as Brittany's hand grabbed my erection and pulled me toward her.

"Woah, girl!" I exclaimed. I caught myself with my butt just over her chest, right knee in the sand by Brittany's head. Her mouth opened and I could feel the cold breath from her mouth, remnants of the popsicle, dance against my hot skin. Brittany's tongue slid across the underside of my dick as her mouth engulfed me down to the base. "Ooohhhh, yeah…" I moaned. I no longer cared that people were around. My hand moved back and dug into Brittany's bikini, quickly finding the soaked lips of her vulva. My fingers sunk deep into her, eliciting another deep moan from her, making my munkhood shiver inside her. I wanted to coat the back of Brittany's throat and I wanted her to shoot her love juice all over us. People could watch. Let them watch. Fuck, let them watch.

Brittany's free hand grabbed my ass, pushing me forward in rhythmic pumps as I humped against her face. Her spit, mixed with popsicle juice, dripped down my balls, and onto her chest. God, we were a mess, and I fucking loved it.

My fingers curled to find her g-spot, and I gyrated my fingertips across the soft button. Brittany's moans were loud and feral. Her pussy was pouring, soaking her towel and my fingers.

"Am I gonna make you cum?" I asked down at her.

"Mm-hmm." She whimpered up at me. But then, as if Brittany realized she was losing ground, her hand on my ass wandered over and prodded my butthole.

"Ohh…woah." I moaned. She never did this.

Her fingers rubbed my entrance as if she was tried to turn a page in a book. Each flick sent a shock through my taint, into my dick. Brittany started swirling her tongue around the head of my penis as my balls dragged across her chest with each pump.

"Ahhhhh." I moaned, rolling my head back.

"Mm-hmm." She moaned again. Her sucking redoubled as I suddenly felt the popsicle prod against my lips. Confused, but delirious in pleasure, I sucked the tip of the popsicle. I didn't get five sucks of flavor before Brittany pulled it out of my mouth again. I looked down, confused, barely catching Brittany moving the popsicle around and feeling the cold poke against my butthole.

"Woah!" I cried as Brittany pushed her partially eaten treat against my butt. "Oh wow… ahh…. ah…"

My fingers moved faster as I pulsed through the puddle in her bikini. Brittany slid the popsicle up and down my crack, occasionally stopping to push against the entrance. The sound of wet slapping was audible from her pussy behind me. Brittany's soft moaning around my dick was shaking me closer and closer to orgasm.

"Brittany…I'm…" I got out.

"Mm-hmm." Brittany whimpered one more time.

Brittany gave one more strong push of the popsicle as my hand moved like a blur against her g-spot. The popsicle satisfyingly popped out of me as my orgasm shook through me, shooting ribbons of hot cum into Brittany's mouth. My cum triggered her as her own ejaculation shot up against my arm, coating me in her fluids. My dick pulsed over and over, shaking my balls against her boobs, as her chest rose and feel with her climax.

I started to pull out, but Brittany stopped me with a hand on my back. She looked intent as she sucked diligently a few more times, cleaning me off before I slid out of her. I removed my hand from her bikini and I admired my glistening arm as I got off her.

CLICK

Brittany and I looked over and saw the guy from the ice cream stand snapping a picture of us before quickly sticking his phone back in his pocket. The entire beach seemed to rouse itself as dozens of people were suddenly looking in any direction except towards us.

"I think we had an audience." I whispered at Brittany as I grabbed my towel, laying it flat next to her.

"You think?" She asked sarcastically, shooting me a smile as she watched me lay next to her. She looked back at her popsicle, crushed and melted. "Maybe the ice cream guy has a new kink after seeing that."

"I think you're the one with the new kink." I countered.

Brittany grabbed the other popsicle, which had been meant for me, and gave it a lick. I rolled my eyes at her and she popped it in my mouth. Brittany snuggled up against me, one of her legs draping over my naked, damp body. Her hand rested on my chest, her thumb rubbing idly on my nipple.

"We should try this again next summer. Maybe at another beach." She whispered.

I chuckled. "Yep. Definitely a new kink."