Tom sat in the back seat of a Mustang convertible, and enjoyed the view as the car zoomed down Pacific Coast Highway on a gorgeous day. He was not looking at the sparkly blue waters of the Pacific, however, nor the rolling hills that lines the other side of the highway. Rather, he was staring through the gap between the front bucket seats, right at the incredible breasts and luscious thighs of Susan, girlfriend of Jeff, who was the driver and Tom's best friend.

They were all dressed for the beach, Susan especially: she wore a skimpy bikini, exposing her wonderful tan lines. The wind whipped her long blonde hair over the top of her seat, and would have been right in Tom's face if he had been sitting on that side. He was very tempted to slide over there! But then he would lose the wonderful view.

He briefly gazed at Jeff with renewed admiration. Together, they were a classic example of "stud and geek". Jeff was the muscular hunk, high school football star, always had a beautiful girlfriend. Tom was a computer nut, rabid Trekkie, and shy loner, who had not yet worked up the courage to ask a girl out on a date. His shy, easy-going nature would have made him a natural punching bag for the various bullies in junior high and high school, had it not been for his friendship with Jeff, who could have mashed anyone else down to the ground with one powerful thumb (at least as far as Tom was concerned!). Tom was never really sure why Jeff liked having him around, it wasn't like he was a cool party animal or anything, but Jeff always laughed heartily at his dry, witty, and sometimes raunchy jokes. Also, Jeff had a computer of his own, and he often enlisted Tom's help in getting some cantankerous program to work. They sometimes connected their systems together via modem and played multi-player Quake for hours on end.

This was the first time that Tom had gone with Jeff and his girlfriend to the beach, though. Jeff had not only asked him along, he insisted on it. Tom smelled a plan being cooked up, but said nothing. Of course he would come along, especially if he got to see Susan in a bikini!

The hot red Mustang was actually Tom's, but Jeff had asked if he could drive it, and Tom reluctantly said OK. So now here he was, in the very cramped back seat of his own car, not caring about that in the least while he watched Susan's breasts (which slightly overflowed her bikini top) jiggle every time the car hit a bump. His crotch was quite bulging and stiff already. He lustily daydreamed about reaching around her seat on each side and grasping her breasts, pressing them against her body, shaking them, sinking his fingertips into them...

And probably getting a fist in his face. He didn't think that his friendship with Jeff went quite that far, or that Susan would put up with it either. Oh well. At least they could not prevent him from daydreaming!

It hadn't occurred to Tom to ask which beach they were going to, and as they continued south, he was really starting to wonder. He didn't know the area they were in at all. Hardly anyone around! He was about to open his mouth and ask Jeff about it, when the car suddenly slowed. Jeff laughed. "Almost missed it!"

The car pulled off the road, and Jeff parked it in an empty dirt lot at the top of a sheer cliff overlooking the ocean. Tom looked at this and wondered where in heck the beach was. How would they get down there?

But Jeff and Susan were already heading toward the edge of the cliff, and Tom ran to catch up with them. He was getting rather nervous about this -- he wasn't too happy about heights. They weren't going to have to climb down the face of the cliff, would they?

Jeff reached the edge, made a sharp turn to the left, and quickly dropped downward. Susan followed right behind, and when Tom caught up again, he saw that they were making their way down a steep, narrow path that had been cut in the rocky face of the cliff. He gingerly stepped onto this path and crept downward, hugging the wall as much as possible. If it weren't for the sight of Susan happily bounding along behind her boyfriend, he probably would not have bothered at all.

It took Tom nearly a half hour to get all the way down the path, and when he reached the bottom he saw that the other members of his party had already spread a blanket out on the beach, and were rubbing a new coat of suntan lotion on each other. Jeff looked up at him and waved. "Glad you could make it!" he shouted.

"That's going to be a hell of a hike back up!" Tom replied when he reached the blanket, and plopped down on his butt. Jeff tossed him the bottle of lotion, and he rubbed some on himself. As he did so, he noted with some surprise that there was no one else around. They had this little stretch of beach to themselves.

Jeff reached into his duffel bag and withdrew a camera. "Okay love, let's go take some pictures!" With that, they both got up, and Susan followed Jeff to a pile of large boulders at the base of the cliff, not far from where the path reached the beach. Tom just sat there and watched them go, until Jeff suddenly turned around and beckoned him to come along. He hopped to his feet and ran toward them.

"What's up?" asked Tom as he caught up with them. "Picture time, Muggy!" Jeff responded, referring to Tom by the silly nickname only Jeff called him (thank goodness!). He whispered something in his girlfriend's ear, then she walked over to one of the boulders and perched herself on top of it. After a brief pause while Jeff figured out the best place to stand and take the pictures, she began to strike pose after seductive pose, with her boyfriend snapping a picture of each one.

I wish he'd give me reprints, Tom thought as he leaned against another boulder and watched the girl pose. He was horny as hell again!

His wandering, lust-filled mind was snapped back to attention when Jeff suddenly appeared by him and thrust the camera into his hands. "Go stand where I was, and take some pictures of us. Thanks!" Before Tom could reply, his friend jogged over his girlfriend and sat next to her. He slid his arms around her waist and waited for Tom to start.

Tom scurried to where Jeff had been standing, and framed the pair in the viewfinder. Jeff and Susan smiled, and Tom clicked the shutter. The couple shifted positions slightly, and he snapped another shot. Then it started getting interesting.

Jeff slid his hands under his girlfriend's breasts and lifted them up, presenting them for examination by the camera. Susan's eyes bugged out as if in shock, then she smiled broadly. Tom just stared, dumbfounded, through the viewfinder for a moment before he took another picture. The girl turned her head and lustily licked Jeff's cheek, and Jeff responded by squeezing her boobs more firmly. Click. Jeff turned his head now, and the couple plunged their tongues into each other's mouths. Click. Jeff's fingers wormed their way underneath her bikini top and sank into wondrous titflesh, just as Tom had imagined doing back in the car. Click, click!

Tom was getting horny as hell now. He looked around, to see if anyone else was watching this spectacle, but no one else was around.

Jeff was vigorously massaging Susan's tits now as they continued to kiss, and Tom snapped pictures until the roll was used up and the camera's auto-rewind whirred. Then he just stood there and stared at the passion that was sizzling on the rocks in front of him.

His friend stopped suddenly and looked up at him. "Hey Muggy, why'd you stop?"

"Uh, no more film!" Tom replied.

Jeff looked at Susan, and they smiled at each other. Then he let go of her, slid off the boulder, and ran over to where Tom was standing. He held his hand out, and Tom plopped the camera in it. "There should be some more film in here..." Jeff said as he dropped to his knees and began searching through the duffel bag. While he did so, Tom stared over his head at the succulent nymph who still lounged on the boulder. She stared back at him seductively, snaking her tongue over her lips and swinging her boobs slowly side to side. They looked like they would slide right out of her bikini at any moment.

Tom could hardly believe his eyes when she waved him over.

He didn't walk so much as float over to the boulder. She beckoned him to sit next to her, and he eagerly complied.

She playfully bumped him with her shoulder, and he bumped her back. She giggled and looked over at Jeff, who was loading a new roll of film into the camera. "I think he should take the pictures now, what about you?" she said breathily.

"You think he'd want pictures of you with me in them?" Tom responded doubtfully. Not that he'd mind posing with her, not in the least! Why, he'd even...

Tom's train of thought was totally derailed when Susan grabbed his hand and held it against one sexy thigh. He looked nervously at Jeff, who was now putting the empty film can into the duffel bag, and tried to pull his hand away, but she held on to it firmly. His fingers splayed out across her thigh. Her skin was smooth and warm. Tom's crotch really ached!

"Hey, whatcha doing with my woman!!!" Tom glanced worriedly at Jeff, but he was standing there with a big grin. "I take it you don't want to take the pictures any more?" Then he raised the camera to his eye and snapped a picture of Tom and Susan.

She smiled at Tom, and he gazed into her beautiful face. He heard the click of the camera. She stuck out her tongue in a way that sent chills down his spine. Click. She reached up with her other hand and grabbed the back of his head. Click. She pulled his head toward hers. Click. She plunged her tongue into his mouth. Her full lips pressed firmly against his. Click.

He had never french-kissed before. Hell, never even really kissed before! He felt her tongue exploring his teeth and sliding against his own tongue. He wiggled it around and caressed hers. Then he slid it into her mouth, and tried to do what she was doing. Meanwhile his hand caressed her thighs, squeezing and exploring. It slid down in between them, and she pressed her legs firmly together. So warm and soft... Tom did not even notice the clicking camera any more.

Tom was quickly getting the hang of this kissing stuff, and the two of them kept at it with rapidly increasing fervor, until Jeff's booming voice interrupted.

"Okay, lovebirds, I want some poses! First off, Muggy, you get behind her, yes, okay, now you sit on his lap, and let him put his arms around your stomach, okay, a little higher..."

His bulging crotch was squeezed down as she sat on his lap, and she ground her ass against it, giggling when he issued a sensuous growl. His hands were on her tummy, right below her beautiful boobs. He wanted so badly to slide his hands up...

"Okay, smile!" Susan and Tom grinned at the camera, and Jeff clicked a few shots. "Okay, look at each other now!" Tom lost himself in her beautiful eyes again as his friend took another picture.

"Okay, now hold her tits!"

Tom was stunned, and his companion giggled. Then she grabbed his hands, lifted them up, and squashed them against her chest. Tom thought that if his dick got any harder, it would explode! His fingers sank into soft flesh above and below the thin fabric of her bikini top. He looked at them with wonder as Jeff took more shots.

"Unnnghhhhhk..." Tom's fingers were kneading her tits now, seemingly under their own control. Susan reached behind her back to untie something, and a moment later she was topless. She turned sideways on his lap and put her arms around his neck. Her boobs were totally at Tom's mercy, and she did not seem to mind in the least as he took full advantage! He wrapped his fingers around those jiggly mountains and made them dance against his face, while he licked her chest in between them. Then he ran his tongue around her tits in a big figure-8, doing it again and again, each time getting a little closer to her nipples. When he finally reached one big firm suck-me nipple, he teased it mercilessly. Then he shoved his face into soft titflesh and sucked vigorously.

Jeff used up two rolls of film during all this. He seemed to be quite pleased with himself, though Tom was too busy with other things to notice.

Susan was goading Tom now, driving him to even greater heights of animal lust, by lifting her tits and cramming them against his face. He was a boob-munching automaton. Succulent titflesh filled his mouth and surrounded his face. It could stay there all day, as far as he was concerned!

"I'm out of film!" Jeff exclaimed. "Photo shoot's over. You can stop now."

Tom reluctantly pulled his face from her chest and looked up. His companion smiled, and pulled his face back into her wonderful chest.

"Er, I'm out of film, I said..." Then Jeff laughed, turned around, looked up at the top of the cliff, and waved. As before, Tom didn't notice.

Susan slid her tits down his neck and chest, and her tongue slid into his mouth again. They kissed lustily while Tom's hands continued to play with her boobs, fingertips sinking deep into them, her nipples rubbing against his chest. Her fingers curled around his throbbing cock and teased its head as mercilessly as he had teased her nipples earlier. Then, suddenly, she slid down and eagerly took it all the way into her mouth! Tom shuddered as her tongue slithered all over it, then she worked it in and out while hungrily sucking. We both suck, Tom thought with a giggle. He shuddered again as she bit gently, dragging her teeth along its full length. Then she lapped at its head while rubbing the shaft with her fingertips. Oh Jeff, you are a lucky bastard...

Tom saw, off in the distance, someone coming down the path from the top of the cliff. A girl in a bikini, as far as he could tell. Then his partner wrapped her melons around his cock and he forgot all about the newcomer. Titflesh ground against his cock, and every time its head was close enough she jabbed at it with her tongue. He grabbed her tits and pressed them tightly together. The franks on the fire get longer and higher, they're Ball Park Franks... Faster and faster, harder and harder, oh my God, her tongue lapped at it, fingers attacked it, and then her chest and neck were getting splattered with cum!

She took his dick in one hand and rubbed it all over her chest, while her mouth found its way back to his and they kissed again.

When he came up for air and looked over at where Jeff was standing, his mind reeled. The girl who had just come down the path was now standing next to Jeff, and his arm was around her waist.

It was Susan!

He whirled his head to face the girl who had just blown a bunch of his brain cells. Susan sat there, looking back at him with a big grin. He looked at Jeff again, and next to him stood Susan, who was trying not to break into laughter.

"What the-" But it was suddenly obvious. Identical twins! And he'd bet his left nut that the girl he was sitting next to was not Susan. He turned to her again. She had her hand out. "Tom, I'd like you to meet Wendy," said Jeff. "Wendy, Tom!" He laughed.

Tom shook Wendy's hand, then they both broke into laughter as well.

The real Susan pulled a pair of binoculars from the bag that was hanging from her shoulder, and waved it for all to see. "I've been up there for quite a while. You two put on quite a show, especially toward the end! Can't wait to see the pictures."

Tom said to Wendy, "I don't know about you, but I feel like sticking my feet in the water. Want to join me?" She answered by taking his hand and jumping off the boulder. "Back in a while!" he said to Jeff as they took off for the water. He just waved at them, then resumed kissing Susan.

Together Tom and Wendy strode, nearly naked and very happy (if a bit exhausted), through the gentle surf.

Back at the boulder, another explosion of wild lust took place, not much different from the first.

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