Summer Crush
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
What makes Summer so good, a hot crush to raise the temperatur


Summer Crush

It was a hot day, it had been hot for the past few days, but today the
temperature had risen even higher and Simon knew it was going to be a
scorcher. The man walked out from the kitchen with his coffee in his hand and
into the living room, it was quiet, he looked around, the place was empty,
there was silence. Not that he expected to see anyone, he knew where they
were. Suddenly there was a faint laughter in the background and then a second
later a loud moaning sound and Simon, knew exactly where everyone was!

The moaning was coming from down the corridor and toward one of the bedrooms
of the quite desirable beachside holiday home that Simon owned. The one-story
building was not too over the top or luxurious, but it was very nice and had a
great view of the sea. Through the open windows in the living room, out to the
patio area from where a pathway, just past the decking, lead down to the sandy
beach.

But down the corridor and in the bedroom, those who were there weren't
interest in the view of the sea, or the beach, or the gorgeous hot sunny day
that was outside. All they were interested in was the hot session they were
having. Marie-Ann had just finished sucking on the large cock of the boy she
had in the bedroom with her, she ran her tongue over her lips, then again
slowly along the full length of that cock. He was big and hard, and she was
now warmed up and ready for a little foreplay before they really started!

But first her bit of foreplay, she couldn't resist pushing the lad back onto
the bed, lifting herself upward and then clapping her large tits around his
young cock. Engulfing his pride and joy and trapping it there between her
breasts, very slowly she started to move the large mounds up and down, slowly,
up and down. Teasing and tantalising her boy with her tits. The look of
ecstasy and agony on her boy's face was so funny, as she slowly tortured the
lad between her breasts, making every stoke last an eternity. But she knew her
boy loved his tit wanks and that he would be so grateful and 'thank her' so
much, so hard, and then thank her some more, after she'd finished this!

Marie-Ann was Simon wife, they had been married now for 20 odd years, having
wed straight after leaving university together. Back then it was a different
world, where he was the man of the household and she was his wife. A lot has
changed since then, he was still the one who went to work and brought in, a
lot, of money and she ... ... ! She was Marie-Ann a woman who now wore the
trousers in this relationship and she wore them so well and did what she
wanted. At this moment, she was doing the young lad in their bedroom and there
was nothing that her Husband could do about it.

Some years ago, when Marie-Ann had started 'to change', and he'd seen this,
Simon had put his foot down and told her, 'what was what!' He never did that
again, she had 'told' him in no uncertain terms how things were going to be
from now on, what his life would be like and he'd just have knuckled down to
it or else, and he did just that, he did as he was told, he had to, or else!

As his wife had reached 40 and beyond her taste for younger male company had
increased, the boy she was currently with was a particular favourite, so much
so she'd brought him on holiday with her. And right now, she was on top of
him, enjoying him, riding him hard as his hands reached up and massaged the
mess he'd shot all over her tits deep into her smooth, silky, female flesh.

Simon knew his wife would be 'occupied' in the bedroom for a while so he
carried on looking around and wondered how to past the time, he didn't fancy
reading a book 'so what could he ... ... .Arh!' He'd moved over to the large
open window and as he was looking out across the decking, then the sands and
towards the sea, he spotted footprints in the sand. Small delicate footprints,
the kind that would belong to a woman, a young woman!

Simon looked back into the house, into the living and down the corridor, there
was another loud moan, he was sure that his wife and the lad would be
'occupied' for some time to come. So, he decided to take the chance and go
out, escape his holiday home for a while as he went in search of ... ... !
'Well what could go wrong?'

The man moved carefully between the sand dunes, although he could no longer
see the footprints, they were on the other side of the dune, but he knew which
way he was going. He got to where he was heading and then started to move,
stealthily, further up the sand dune to get to the best vantage point. It was
almost as if he'd been here before!

He got up high to where the dune slopped away and down over the other side and
then fell away towards the next dune. He moved down low and crawled across the
hot sands until he was in position 'ouch!'. Simon suffered the burning sands
as he nestled himself down low, so his could just peer over the dune and the
tuffs of long grass until he ... ... 'Yes! There she is!'

Simon was looking straight ahead and there was the girl exactly where he
thought she would be, she was stunning, she was gorgeous, she was so hot.
'She', was a young girl, a teenager and there was him, a man, 45! She was ...
... 'OOOOOH!' He just wanted to bangs his hands up and down in the sand and
stomp his feet to get rid of the frustration that had already built up inside
of him. Just seeing her was driving him crazy, but he had to control himself,
keep calm, keep still, don't get caught, don't get seen, just look. He took in
a deep breath, steadied himself and went back to looking, staring at the girl,
her. The girl that he didn't like to admit, but knew, he had a bit of a crush
for, even at his age!

Her name was Jess a young woman, a teenager on the brink of womanhood who
already had the looks and body that could turn any man's head without even
trying. She was, almost, not quite, average height, maybe a bit shorter, with
long dark brown hair, and an almost perfect sweet face, with hazel eyes that
could reach out and grab hold of anyone she was looking at. Her nose was cute,
her mouth, lips succulent to look at. Her body was slender, shapely, soft on
the eye and with a bronze tan that just enhanced everything about her. Her
breast where a good size, firm, round and pert. And then there was the way she
was dressed!

She wore a small yellow bikini, almost just two pieces of string, but coving
most of her body was a long, bright, white beach dress. The long drees with
its long sleeves went down to just past her knees and was mostly open at the
front. The plunging neckline put her firm breasts on show and it was fastened
by a simply hook at the front just under those delightful breasts and then it
fell open all the way down, almost flowing open and to the sides so her body
was no longer covered but on full view all the time.

The girl's long hair was wet, she'd been in the sea and was now stood there
running her hands through her hair to get rid of any tangles. Her tanned body
glistened as it dried in the hot sun and every here and there was a patch of
her dress that clung to her body, wet, like her body and slowly drying out.
Where the girl stood there was towel down on the sand and an old fashion
wicker bag by the side with all her beach stuff in it. 'God, she looked
stunning!'

Jess bent over and was rummaging around in her bag, 'Dame! She's out of sight'
Simon couldn't see her properly, there was a bit of panic as he so desperately
wanted to see her bent over like that. The man scrambled forward as much as he
dares, but the long grass was now obscuring his view 'Shit!' He had to risk
it, pushing himself up a bit higher so he could see over the grass 'just an
inch or two higher and ... ... ' "OOOOOHHHH!"

As he pushed himself up on his hands and arms, as he was leaning up and over,
something had to give. And on this occasion, it was the sand that gave way, it
slipped away and took the man's hands, arms and then body away with it. Simon
was now falling, sliding down the sand dune onto the other side, the side the
girl was and where she could see him! As he slipped and slid down the sand
dune, caught by surprise, and yelling out like that, the girl's heard, turned
and saw him. He'd been caught!

Simon tried to stop himself, but to no avail, the sand just kept falling away
and down taking him with it and only stopping when it wanted to. At that
point, the man was in full view of the girl, who now looked at the peeping tom
in shock and horror. Eventually Simon stopped himself and then tried quickly
to push himself up, it took a few attempts as each time he put him hands down
on the sand, he sank back down into it. By the time Simon had managed to
scramble his way up onto his knees and then halfway up onto his feet the girl,
Jess, was storming her way over towards the man.

At first she'd been shocked at the sound and sight of a man coming sliding
down the sand dune behind her. Then after getting over that initial shock of
this her thoughts had gone from surprise to annoyance, even a touch of anger.
She went stomping across the sands towards the funny looking man who was
having such difficulties trying to get up, "You, again!" Simon could tell by
her tone that the girl was not at all happy to see him, again. Well this
hadn't been the first time that the man had been caught like this, in fact
she'd nearly caught his twice, spotted him, but he'd escaped out the way, on
three occasions and then she'd blatantly caught him doing his peeping tom bit
on two, no three occasions now. And now she'd caught him all over again, and
as Simon could tell she just wasn't happy!

As the man still staggered in the sand to get fully upright the girl was
stomping her way towards him, the shock had gone and now she was just angry
with him. Finally, Simon managed to get his feet into the right places and
stand fully upright, now all he had to do was turn and leg it out of here,
before, WHACK! Just as she was close enough to him to show her disapproval,
she made her move.

The girl Jess had got close enough to him and knew the man would try and run
away from her, so she struck out and got him before he could escape. Her leg
was kicked out, it swung upwards and her foot went crashing into the side of
the man as he turned to get away. The blow was sharp and hard, and caught
Simon off guard, he'd thought he would be quick enough to get out the way, but
he was wrong. The girls foot struck into the side of his gut, winding him and
making him wobble on his feet.

Back in the holiday home and Marie-Ann's legs also gave a little bit of a
wobble, but for a different reason. She was in the shower in the en-suite, her
arms where starched out, hands on the wall of the shower to steady herself and
her boy lover was behind her. With on hands on the older woman's naked wet hip
to steady himself, and with his other arm starched out so his hand could reach
around and squeeze her large damp breast, the boy was doing what good boys do
well, 'older women!' All the time he was taking the older woman from behind,
'thanking' her for all she'd done for him. He was very grateful for all she
had done to him and he was going to show fully how appreciative he was!

Outside amongst the sand dunes and Simon's wobble had come to an end, he'd got
himself quite steady now, the sharp pain was still there but he was still on
his feet and was about to ... ... SMACK! The girl again kicked out and caught
the man this time squarely in the middle of his gut, there was a sharp intake
of breath and the man doubled over in pain. Jess helped him out as he started
to bend forward by grabbing onto him, a hand on his shoulder, another on top
of him head. The girl now flung the man down to the sand, Simon could see what
was going to happen and put his arms and hand out to soften the impact of his
fall. But that wasn't going to work, WHACK!

Jess saw this and moved so quickly, simply spinning around and sending her leg
out just a bit, her foot came around and caught the man's arm before it
reached the floor and whipped it away. Sweeping his arm to the side and making
Simon unable to stop himself from falling face down into the sand. As his face
hit the hot, scorching sand, his face felt as if it was burning, he screwed it
up to protect himself but that just left the rest of him totally exposed,
unprotected. In that second his face hit the sand, she took a step forward and
onto the back of his head.

Now Jess was not the biggest of girls, kind of heading towards the petite
side, apart from her nicely sized chest, and she certainly wasn't the heaviest
of girls. But as she stepped onto the back of his head and balanced there on
one foot, she used all her weight to push Simon's head down deeper into the
sand. Pushing as hard as she could until the man's arm's and legs started to
move, then they brushed against the sand, then the panic set in. His arms and
legs now trashed around, kicking, flinging up sand, sending it all over the
place. He looked like some great giant turtle, the one you see in documentary
films, with their hugh flippers, digging away in the sand, except he was doing
it much faster!

Jess found this quite entertaining and then realised she was probably
suffocating the man, and maybe that was going a bit too far, so she stepped
off of him. She turned reached down grabbed Simon roughly, gripping onto his
hair and then OOOOWWWWW! She wrenched his head up sharply out of the sand,
immediately his lungs filed up with salty, sandy air, but he could complain
about that. But Jess didn't stop there she carried on pulling his head up, and
body with it dragging the confused and dazed man up and up. Finally, he was
scrambling up onto his knees as he carried on taking in great lungful's of
much needed oxygen.

The sand fell off of Simon as he knelt there, the gorgeous young girl still
with one hand gripping onto his hair and holding him in position. Then she
moved, she was stood next to him so it was easy to simple twist her body,
bring her leg up and around, bending her leg and driving it forward at the
same time SMASH! OOOUUUHHHH! The girls hooked leg came around and she drove
her knee right into the knelt man's face, slamming it in hard, hurting him,
teaching him a lesson, and maybe enjoying it just a bit herself all at the
same time!

The blow landed just right and sent his nose into a mush, blood spurting out
in all directions. Simon was hurt bad; his head was spinning and his face felt
as if he'd stood far too close to an explosion. But Jess hadn't finished, she
pushed the man's head downwards and 'there, just right ... ' Now Jess stepped
over Simon and clamped his head between her young, soft, smooth thighs. The
man could feel the silky flesh against his face, he was looking down to the
sand, but still had enough in him to think 'Shit! Facing the wrong ... ... '
ARRRRHHHH!

As if Jess had read his dirty thoughts she squeezed hard and sent a sharp,
thunderous pain through and around his head. Again, she squeezed and again
more pain went rushing around Simons head, she squeezed again and again, one
squeeze for each time she'd caught him, spotted him, or had even thought he'd
been about. AAARRRRRHHH! The girl showed that in her 'own way' she had a bit
of a crush on him as well, OOOOWWWWW! With the man's head ready to explode,
Jess realised her grip 'that's better ... ... ' THUD! OOOOHHHH! Before he
could take any relief from the fact she'd stopped Jess had dropped now to her
knees and into the sand, the suddenly rush downwards had taken Simon by
surprise, his head thundering down towards the sand and in fact turned his
stomach a bit.

His whole body had juddered at that point which Jess found quite funny, almost
as if she was begging to enjoy all this, then THUD! OOOUUUFFF! The girl
dropped fully to the floor the man's face was once more in the sand as the
girl was now sat on his head, Jess laughed, 'yes this was funny!' The young
girl sat on the back of the old man's head pushing it into the sand, 'what
could be more fun?' Then Jess had a thought 'yes, what could be more fun!'

She bounced up and down on Simons head a couple of times then got up and off
of him. A coughing and spluttering Simon, dragged his head out of the sand and
rolled over onto his side so he could breath. His sand filed eyes opened
slightly, and he could just make out the girl, through the haze, picking up
her towel and bag. Then she strolled over to the when Simon lay trying to get
his breath back and WHACK! The girls foot kicked out, sand went flying into
the man's face followed by the girl's young, but quite firm foot that now
pounded into the middle of his face.

Simon was sent rolling over in pain and onto his back, he lay there hurt and
in so much agony, Jess ignored his cries and moans, and stepping, firmly, onto
his gut she now walked over him and off into the distance, her mind was now on
other things!

Some time went by as Simon lay there and pulled himself together, the girl was
long gone and he was all alone there in the sand dunes. Eventually he got
himself up and slowly made his way back to his holiday home, a million thought
rushing around his head about what had happened and what he would say if his
wife found out about all this!

When Simon got back to his home, he staggered back onto the decking area and
could see the place was all quiet, so that was good. But just then Marie-Ann
stepped out of the open windows and onto the decking, the tall older woman,
with her short fair hair looked stunning in her blue bikini and short silk
multi-coloured, and slightly see-through, robe. It was only loosely done up by
the cord around her waist and her gorgeous mature, firm body could very easily
be seen.

Simon could also see the slightly serious look on her face, and that stare she
had, the one that meant this woman had had her fun and was now looking for
something 'else' to do. Just then Simon saw out of the corner of his eye Jess
coming from the side and up close to the older woman, 'Oh Dear!' Marie-Ann
looked around and down at Jess as the younger girl came in close and cuddled
up close to the side of the woman. "Aunty, 'he's' been doing it again,
watching me!" Jess' arm and hand where pointing at Simon, Uncle Simon, as she
accused him. Then the girls hand moved back and came to rest on Aunty
Marie-Ann's firm body, as now she used it to stroked Aunties toned stomach and
firm body. At the same time Jess' other hand, out of sight, was tenderly
caressing the older woman's tight arse.

Marie-Ann was upset with her husband, having been caught 'again' spying on his
Niece, but by the look of him, his bloody, sandy face, Jess had got her own
back on her Uncle. But that didn't matter, Simon was still in trouble, and he
knew it. As the older woman started to verbally rebuke the embarrassed looking
man, Jess moved in closer and hugged her Aunt, for comfort. As the torrent of
words came down on Simon about his behaviour, Jess' hands moved over her
Aunty. The older woman's firm arse was lovingly stroked by one of Jess hands
whilst the other hand moved up Aunties toned body and up onto one of her large
breasts.

The younger girl leaned forward and sort comfort by placing her head on the
older woman's exposed cleavage, using the woman's ample bosom as a set of
pillows to rest her weary head, whilst her hand cupped and gently squeezed
that large breast.

"Aunty ... ... " Jess stopped her Uncles scolding, Marie-Ann looked down at
Jess snuggled into her cleavage, as the girl turned her head and gave a soft
kiss to the large breast her face was resting against. " ... ... can you carry
that on later, I was hoping we could have some ... ... fun?"

Marie-Ann grinned, "Oh, you're such a naughty girl ... ... " But Aunty
Marie-Ann had that wicked smiles on her face that Jess already knew. " ... ...
your Brother is resting so why don't we go over by the pool and you can rub
some cream into my body!" Jess liked that idea, she liked it a lot.

Young Craig was indeed resting, in the woman's bed, he was sleeping,
recovering and gathering his energy, ready for when Aunty wanted to use his
body again! Outside and the temping Jess had taken Marie-Ann's mind off of her
ill-behaved Husband, but she would remember all of this again later, and Simon
knew that. All that Jess had done was to distract Marie-Ann, delayed her, it
wouldn't put off the punishment that his wife was going to inflict.

As Marie-Ann now headed off to the large comfy seated area by the pool with
the gorgeous Jess' arm around her, Simon gave a temporary sigh of relief.
Marie-Ann was just in the mood for a bit of sun bathing and having her body
all oiled up by her adoring Niece. Jess always liked it when she and her
brother came to stay at their Aunt's and Uncle's holiday home by the sea,
there was always so much fun to have!

Simon moved careful away and out of sight, as he did so there was laughter
already coming from the pool area. But what would he do now? Suddenly he had a
thought, there was the girl two homes down along the beach, the young black
girl, what was her name ... ... Carla! He'd seen her a couple of times in that
white bikini of her 'Oh, God!' He looked at his watch, 'she'd be heading out
to the beach soon!' But if he got caught looking, spying on her? Carla's Mum
was big and strong, and also quite fit, Simon was also sure that Carla, like
Jess, could probably look after herself. Beaten up by another young girl, that
wouldn't be good ... ... would it?

Simon thought hard, if he got caught, again, there would be Carla and her Mum,
then Jess and Marie-Ann all out to teach him a lesson. But on the other hand,
it would just be one little look over the sand dunes, where was the harm in
that, what could go wrong ... ... !