Chapter 113

We arrived at the beach right around dusk. Phil parked the limo along a stretch of trees; the beach was only a short walk through them.

“Jess-Ma’am,” Phil said to her as she hopped out of the limo. “I hope you understand that I can’t accompany you folks on to the beach. Going inside your house is one thing but leaving my car to party on the beach with a bunch of kids half my age would be very bad for me should my company find out.”

“I wish you could come with us, Phil, but I totally understand and would never want you to do anything that would get you in trouble. We’re cool,” Jess said. She bumped her fist twice on her left tit and flashed Phil a peace sign...

Phil thanked her and helped me unload the trunk.

The guys were nice enough to help me lug the cooler and duffel bag through the trees to the beach. The brush wasn’t thick but I got scraped on both arms and legs as we passed through. I avoided getting a branch jammed directly into my pee hole as it bounced harmlessly off of the cock cage. I guess I should thank Amelia for putting the cock cage on me. But I wouldn’t.

Jess led the group to an area about two hundred feet from the water. There was a ring of beach rocks that made up a crude fire-pit. There was a stack of lumber on the side of it.

The lumber wasn’t luck; Jess and I had staked out the site the day before and planted it there, knowing that we wouldn’t be able to load the cooler and a huge stack of wood into the limo. There was a chance that someone else would have found it before us, but it was still there when we arrived.

The guys watched as the girls ran around on the beach, laughing, jumping, and rolling in the sand. I, meanwhile, got the roaring fire built with the help of years of boy scout training and a bottle of lighter fluid in the duffel bag. Admittedly, it was mostly the lighter fluid.

The warmth of the fire made me realize how cold it was being naked next to the water. Even in the summer, the ocean breeze was enough to raise goosebumps. The cool air had the bonus effect of preventing erections as well. Thank Heaven for small favors and all that.

I turned as I heard one of the girls cry out. Jess had tackled Amelia into a sand dune. So far as I know, there was no real reason for the attack other than to flaunt their nude bodies in front of the guys. And the guys were watching intently, so I guess it was working.

Amelia’s body was covered, front and back, in damp, sticky sand.

“Geez, look what you did?” Amelia said in mock anger.

“Huh, yep, so I did,” Jess said, hands on her hips as she looked over Amelia’s form.

“Welp,” Jess continued, “Guess we need to hit the water to clean off.”

She turned to the guys.

“It’s getting pretty dark, I hope you guys aren’t going to let us go over there alone.” She slapped Amelia on the ass and went running. The guys just stood unmoving, watching the girls’ asses jiggle as they took off for the water.