Chapter 158: Hiding in Plain Sight

It seems we are hanging out here for a few days until we can head to where we are handing Ariel off.

The man in the machine has been right on with Ariel’s need to have sex frequently. I went to sleep with my dick buried inside her. We slept over three hours before we both woke up needing to go pee. When she came back she was ready to go again. Well her mind and hormones were. Her vagina wasn’t. I had barely gotten worked up to a nice rhythm when she came and then hissed out in pain. I stopped to be sure she was ok.

“I’m fine. Something just felt a little sore for a few seconds. Come on already. I want to get as much of your sperm in me as I can while it won’t make me pregnant,” she told me.

I tried to give her what she wanted, but each time she came she hissed out in pain.

So I’m a bit slow on the uptake, but she did tell me not to stop until I came inside her, so that is what she is getting. She is really going to be doing the crab walk on the beach tomorrow.

Ariel was gritting her teeth and clenching her fists in pain when I finally cleaned the old, dead swimmers out of my balls. I laid still until I felt my dick going soft and then took my turn taking a piss. I ran a nice hot bath for the two of us.

“My pussy hurts,” Ariel said in a faked whiny tone of voice. “That never happened before. I used to do it all weekend long when I wasn’t sleeping, eating or using the bathroom. I was sort of sore when I woke up, but I don’t remember you shooting me at all last night and only twice yesterday after dinner. Now anytime I cum it hurts badly. My vagina can’t take anything in it without hurting, not even my finger.”

I rubbed her boobs as I said, “You didn’t have to do that. I don’t want to cause you to never want sex again because of how sore you are right now.”

“You’re kidding, right? I knew you seemed like a pretty nice guy, but I thought it was an act so you could screw me. I never thought that you were screwing me because I wanted to or that you didn’t care a bit about getting off. That is different,” she said as she turned on her side to kiss me on my cheek.

She turned around to continue laying back between my knees. We had been in there for over an hour when Molly came in to pee and then pull on her bathing suit.

I’m glad that Ariel hasn’t even wondered how the water in the tub has stayed as hot as it was when we got in.

Molly mimed us eating and then going swimming. With the ocean right outside I knew that is where she wanted to go. We finally climbed out of the tub, dried off and then got ready to go swim. We went down the road to Virginia Beach to get a big breakfast at this all you can eat place Molly had found. I was actually stuffed when we left. After a quick run through a few shops on the beach, we headed back to the base with two boogie boards, swim fins, snorkels, masks, huge beach towels, a beach umbrella and some fold up chairs.

I didn’t know what to expect on this part of the beach given that it was part of a military base. Turns out that it wasn’t any different than any other beach except that they had Marines who drove along the beach regularly, but that was pretty much it. Most of the people we saw on the beach were military wives, sailors and a few Marines. There were some teenagers out off in their own area, away from their parents and the other adults, but not so far away to get help if they got in trouble in the water. We naturally headed toward them. Molly picked a spot between two groups of girls. There were some boys about ten feet behind us that were watching the various girls getting some sun. As soon as she helped us to spread out the huge beach blanket and arrange our stuff on it, she stripped to her bathing suit and ran for the beach.

Damn she makes diving through waves look graceful.

Molly didn’t get out of sight as she swam. I watched her for a few minutes and saw she had gotten out past where the waves were breaking and was now swimming back and forth parallel to the beach. When I was sure she was fine I stripped to my trunks and started setting up the big beach umbrella. Molly gotten a nice dark tan at the nudist resort, so she didn’t even need sunscreen anymore. Ariel, on the other hand, had to be slathered up. She wasn’t much for playing in the water, but getting a tan seems to be universal for girls.

Not sure how what I did affected her hips, but the bikini bottoms are falling off now. Oh drat.

I went over to her and re-tied her bikini bottoms as tightly as they would go and she smiled back at me happily. I noticed the girls around us were watching Ariel and I, as were the boys. Ariel didn’t seem to mind that I dropped the string to the left side of her bikini, causing it to fall away far enough that the boys got to see most of her left butt cheek. She gave me a grin as I fixed it.

“Thanks. It was fine when I put it on earlier,” she told me. “Do you think it is even possible for me to have lost weight after all we ate for breakfast? We are going to have to get me a smaller size. Even tied as tightly as it can go I feel like it is going to slip off.”

Reaching up around her hips I slid my hands down over her bottoms. She was right. They slid off her much smaller butt and dropped down around her feet before either of us could react. With a blush she bent over to get them to pull them up. Two of the boys behind us groaned out before rushing off quickly toward the water. The other obviously had a boner, but he was wearing Speedos.

No hiding that from everyone’s view.

“Can I have our room key? I have to go see if I can get into Molly’s other bikini now, but it will probably still be too small. I should be back in ten to fifteen,” she told me as she pulled her shorts and t-shirt back on to run to the hotel.

Once she was out of earshot, one of the girls next to us asked, “Did you do that on purpose so you could see naked below the waist?”

“Why would I do something that? Our room only has one bed and one bathroom. The room isn’t all that big either. I’m not sure how they can call that a suite,” I replied. “I can’t help it that the bikini that fit her like a glove when we bought it yesterday. Actually it was even a bit tight. Now too big. Do new suits stretch out like that after you wear them for a while?”

“So are you two an item,” one girl asked, ignoring my question.

One on the other side asked bluntly, “Seriously. Are you two hooking up? Only people who have been hooking up touch each other like that without getting upset about it.”

“No we aren’t an item,” I answered the first girl and then told the second, “Yeah. I’m so not touching that question. Even if I had a sex life, I wouldn’t talk about it. If it got out that I blabbed I wouldn’t have any chance on getting lucky until I move to a new base. If you want to ask her when she gets back, then that is between the two of you. I don’t even want to listen in since I won’t confirm or deny anything she tells you is a lie, even if it is.”

The girl replied with, “Very noble of you. Like I believe you wouldn’t be out there pumping yourself up with your buddies.”

“What buddies? We have only been here a day,” I told them.

Molly came back then to dry off and then lay out to get more sun. As usual she didn’t say a word, not even when some of the girls tried to draw her out.

“Good luck with that. She is autistic and mostly non-verbal. I think I am probably the only person she lets touch her or says a few words to when she does speak. It isn’t that she is too good for you or is being a snob, it’s more like what you said went in her ears, was processed, answered in her brain and discussed through completely by the time you finished speaking to her. That is the best way I can explain how her mind works from what little she told me,” I explained.

A really shy girl, wearing a very modest suit that did a lot to hide that she had fairly large breasts she obviously didn’t want, said, “Have you heard of this app for autistic people to use. I think it is called something like Molly Speaks? She won’t even have to pay anything for her side, but for you it is something like a hundred bucks per device. My cousin is seventeen, autistic and non-verbal. He has never said a word to anyone, but when his folks found the app they gave it a try. Now he talks to them using it. He even did something to make their client app speak in a voice that is pretty close to what he said is what he thinks his voice would sound like.”

“My laptop is back in the room if you want to add that too as an option,” I told Molly. “Did you ever think of that when you were writing it?”

I got a buzz on my phone saying she was working teaching herself some self-control. She was not running back to the room to do something like that, at least not immediately.

The girl that asked about the app got a message on her phone too. Molly wrote her a long note thanking her for the idea. She wanted the girl’s name, email and that of her cousin. Seems that she now had plans to add that as another separate app option. She will have it for the autistic people that could make basic sounds or speak enough phonics to sample their voice in so their clients can reproduce it to speak what they are messaging. Molly was going to make sure the girl’s cousin got a good percentage of the revenue as well as some going to the girl for making the suggestion to her.

“How did she do that? Is this a joke you two are playing somehow,” the girl asked angrily.

Smiling I said, “I’m not all that quick, but it seems pretty simple to me. Her name is Molly, she’s autistic and non-verbal. She just messaged your phone’s Molly Speak’s App without you having to scan the registration graphic to link your client to the app.”

She got another message, “Chat with your cousin. He will verify. I wrote the app, so it wasn’t hard to find the app closest to me that I didn’t know and send you messages.”

“We’re going to see about this. I’m not one to be fucked around with,” the girl said as she stormed off away from us.

She is pissed, but I get it.

“Damn. I don’t know who you are, but I have never seen her lose her temper. Hell, I haven’t even seen her get annoyed at anything, not even when she’s having bad PMS,” a girl that was here with her said.

I smiled as I told them, “Hey. Can you blame her? She came over to talk to a stranger, a boy even, about something that would be useful to help Molly and we tell her Molly here wrote the app. Then she gets messages in the app from Molly? How many times have you stepped way out of your comfort zone only to be bitch slapped for doing it?”

The gears in their heads go grind, grind, grind ... all day long.

While the girl was off texting away Ariel came back. She had put on one of her one-piece suits. It was good that she had one that confused the eyes so much around her pussy that they wouldn’t want to keep looking there. The suit had gaps on both sides that I could see through. No matter how she tried to pull it into place, she didn’t have the butt to stretch it tight across the crotch anymore.

“We have to go get me some new suits,” Ariel said. “Ok, you have to go get me some new suits. Do you mind running to the Navy Exchange to get me one that will actually fit right. I was sure this was perfect yesterday. Now it barely fits anywhere. If I hadn’t been able to use a bra strap clip to pull the straps tighter in the back I would be showing off my tits too. Here. See what I mean.”

This time she did flash the boys behind us her tits on purpose. As soon as the clip was pulled off the straps the front of her suit dropped down to show off her tits to the boys. I could see a lot of thoughts going through her mind that made me start to wonder if her brain really was reverting to being twelve too.

She really seems to like teasing those boys with a view of her tits.

Ariel sat there facing them with the top of her suit lying loosely in her lap. Not a bit of it was tight on her anywhere now. I pulled up enough to cover her. Finally she had enough, grabbed her t-shirt, pulled arms out of the straps, got the t-shirt over her head and stripped the suit down to her waist. When I saw her reach under her long t-shirt to start pulling her suit off the rest of the way I grabbed a towel to make a wall between her and the umbrella until she pulled her shorts on.

The idea she was naked just out of view sent all three boys heading for the water.

Taking her suit I headed back toward the hotel to get my car keys and wallet. I hadn’t gotten ten feet away when the girls started asking her how she could just strip like that on the beach in front of everyone. The answer definitely sounding like she was twelve, or younger.

She does have a point about her not having anything they didn’t have. The boys could see much more on Ding Images using one of the private browsing windows and turning off the porn nanny.

In the Navy Exchange I easily found her some more mature looking bikinis now that she didn’t have much of a butt anymore. It was cut very steeply between her legs and so low it would just get above what little pubic hair she has now. One of the best features that it had two sets of strings on either side. One to tie above her hip bones and one to tie out to the side below her hips. The top would hold in her tits nicely and give her some cleavage, but her tits wouldn’t pop out. I grabbed us some lunch on the way back to the beach.

Ariel didn’t bat an eye as she skimmed off her shorts as she faced the boys. She made sure they all have a great view as she turned around and bent over to pull the bottoms on. She turned back around to face them as she pulled her t-shirt over her head. She held it to her tits so I could tie it for her. The girls on either side of us were staring.

“What? Unless someone has binoculars with a special filter to handle my blindly pale skin, they can’t see anything over here. The boys seem happy to watch me and I really don’t care who sees me naked. You have no idea how incredibly happy I finally have some hair down there to show off and breasts big enough to not be mosquito bites. All of you with tans would be seen easily for miles,” she told them as she grabbed her food and soda.

To me she said, “Molly is off by the rocks down the beach with some girl that came back here looking like she wanted to cry about something.”

I grabbed up two sodas and Molly’s food. Heading toward where Ariel had pointed I quickly found them. Molly would swipe over her phone before waiting on the girl to speak back to her. I handed Molly one of the sodas and offered the other to the girl.

“Send her what you want to say in the Molly Speaks client. I think it is easier for her to process it in than your talking to her,” I told the girl.

Molly gave her funky grin, nodded and pointed at me.

Ok the girl had to have seen the smile, but probably missed the nod.

“Hey. You probably thought about it, but if not, you might want to Hawking up the Molly Speaks app to do text to speech right from their phone, provided there is a client linked to their app and close enough to be picked up with Bluetooth,” I threw out there.

The shy girl seemed fine when I walked up to give her the soda, but now she looked ready to cry at any second. A quick look with the place in my head showed it wasn’t because of hormones. Right as the waterworks opened and tears ran down her face I held out my arms to her for a hug. As she eyed me suspiciously I noticed that she was now wearing anything but a modest one-piece suit.

After a few more seconds of silent tears, she took me up on my offer. I held her close to me as I patted her back with one hand and ran my fingers through her hair with the other. She soon calmed down but didn’t let me go. When I felt hard nipples pushing into my stomach I broke the hug.

“I’m honored you would think about me that way,” I said as I moved back enough to put some space between us. “It sucks, but this is definitely not a cool place to be playing around. Who knows who is watching us from some spy satellite, boat just out of our sight or drones? How badly would your parents tear into you if they saw you out here wearing that suit and giving a boy more than a quick friendly hug?”

She went pale and her hand went to her mouth.

Once she quickly got me over into a tree-lined area she asked, “Do you think they saw you holding me? Could they see my nipples were hard? What if they tell my dad? Oh my god. I never thought about that.”

My goggles popped up three different videos streams. All of them showed me holding a girl in a bathing suit, but our faces were blurry. That wouldn’t be all that surprising from how far away two of them were, but the third one was crisp enough that I could zoom way in on it. I definitely saw her nipples were hard, both in the regular video, thermal and infrared. Creepy.

That made me have them scan for Ariel’s little shows. Interestingly there were four shots, but even when she was mostly naked, it really was hard to tell if she had a suit on or not. Without any tan lines it could have been a tiny thong over her pussy instead of being pubic hair.

“Hey,” I told the shy girl, “If you want, you can see if Molly will take you up to the room she, Ariel and I are sharing. All they will see is you with another girl. I can come up for a bit and we can talk if you want. That way no one sees us together anywhere. I doubt they have hidden video in the rooms. That would be going way too far and I doubt any of the brass want to take the risk that the cameras get discovered.”

She liked that idea. I’m going to eat my lunch to kill some time before heading back.

I hung out on the beach blanket talking with the girls around us and poking Ariel to turn over from time to time so she didn’t burn. My goggles were reminding me by showing where she was getting too much sun so I could also have her spin around a bit. The easiest way to do that turned out to be her putting her feet or head on my legs. It was almost two hours later that my phone beeped that Molly and the shy girl were heading up our room. She told me to give them a little while. It seems the girl was interested in her as much as she was me. Molly made it very clear she told the shy girl that she wasn’t interested in returning the favor. The girl didn’t seem to mind.

“So are you and the two girls more than friends? You seem really comfortable with each other. You didn’t tent out your shorts when Ariel was stripping in front of you,” one of the girls said who hadn’t said much until now.

You really don’t need to wear a light blue suit that gets transparent when it gets wet. I can see right through it to your very wet pussy.

She saw me looking down, but smiled when I looked up at her eyes. It was obvious she knew she had been caught being horny as she thought about Ariel’s show earlier.

Ariel responded, “Oh you would definitely know when he has a boner in that suit. It is more likely to come out one of the leg holes or the top of his trunks. It is really long, like almost a foot long.”

“Gee, thanks Ariel. I have enough problems having it behave. Do you have to tell everyone? Jeez,” I teased her. “Now they are going to grill you on it. Or worse, they will want to see it themselves. That is so not happening out here on the beach. Someone will definitely be able to tell if I dropped my trunks even if I don’t have any tan lines.”

Yeah I did see you push your fist between your legs and squeeze really hard before your suit got even wetter from a rush of pussy juice.

This time the look on the girl in the light blue suit was one I definitely recognized. Even if I hadn’t known she just got off, her coming over to sit near me on our beach towel would have done it. She was more than interested, she wanted to get fucked. Or her body did.

“Hi, I’m Sue,” she said softly.

“David. Nice to meet you Sue,” I replied.

The more we talked the wetter the crotch of her suit became and we both knew it. She tried to not make it too obvious when she shifted around so her suit was pulled as tightly to her pussy as she could get it. She kept grinning when she saw me looking.

Two can play at this game if that is what you want.

I had to turn around to get Ariel to roll on her stomach to keep from burning. I moved just right so my dick was hanging down the leg of my shorts. The view she was giving me was getting me a bit interested, but she would have to put in some more effort if she wanted to get me fully hard.