Boardwalk Cumparty

The morning sun rose slowly up the horizon, as though birthed from the sea, and as it climbed into the waiting sky, the shimmering golden light shone down up the shore, bathing the gathered bodies in warmth and radiance. Still early, the beach was not yet crowded, but the bustle of activity was beginning for the day, as the shops along the board walk awoke and the small eateries flavored the air with intoxicating aromas.

Brigit and Shasta strolled along the board walk, their tan bodies a sure sign that they were not strangers to the beach and the bronzing sunlight. They were young and beautiful, and they knew it. And they liked to show it off in their skimpy two-piece bathing suits, flaunting their forms and luring the eyes of passers-by with flesh.

Brigit was the cute one of the pair, the shorter, too-young-but-you-want-her-anyway girl with sun-bleached hair and small, but pert tits that poked out through her barely nipple-covering top. Her slim waist and sleek hips help up her equally small bottoms, a red g-string piece that was so slim, that, slipped up her ass and squeezed between her legs as it was, looking like little more than a band around her waist.

Shasta was curvaceous, slim, and sexy, her body a sculpted rollercoaster of sensual flesh from head to toe with all the rises and plummets and smooth glides most girls only dream of possessing. She went a slightly different way in revealing her body; her bountiful boobs were held snuggling in a black top, the triangles of cloth not only tight and elastic to let her tits bounce as she walked, but also so see-through that it left nothing to the imagination, her nipples were clearly on display. The bottoms were only slightly larger then Brigit's, being that there actually was a small bit of cloth over her pubic region, though, this was as transparent as the top, and around here waist, through her crotch, and up her ass, there little more then black string. Shasta had always loved this bathing suite - she never had to worry about tan lines with it.

They were used to the looks that they received from men and women, looks of shock, desire, or even disgust. They were cat-called and called names, but no matter what, they were always noticed. They were more then just teases, and either one was likely to prove herself worthy of the title slut when it was called out, whether meant as insult or praise (though, however it was meant, both girls considered it praise).

Though, Shasta never would have expected the attention she just got as she walked along the boardwalk. "What the fuck?"

She stopped short, and Brigit turned to see what the problem was. Shasta had a queer look on her face, one of confusion and shock. Her sudden stop, however, had nearly caused an accident. There was a guy, early twenties or so, just behind her, who barely had time to dodge out of the way to avoid walking into her. He was cute, Brigit thought, with a wide smile and wicked look in his eye - the cat that ate the canary look. He gave her quick check-out and a wink, then kept on walking by. She was surprised he hadn't taken the opportunity to pump into Shasta from behind. Most people did even without such a perfect set-up.

Brig's eyes followed him until he was lost in the crowd, even as she took a few steps back to see what was up with her friend.

"Check my back for me," Shasta said, turning around. "Anything?"

Brig have her seemingly bare back a glance over. "Didn't get all the lotion rubbed in," she said, and started to smear in the line of sunscreen all the small of Shasta's back.

"Hey!" Shasta whirled around and grabbed Brigit's wrist. She raised the hand to face and sniffed. Without hesitation, she slipped her friends finger in her mouth and got a taste. Sure enough, she knew the flavor. "That's not sunscreen. That's cum."

"What?" Brigit licked her own fingers, and started to laugh. No wonder her had had such a look on his face.

"It's not funny!"

"Actually, yeah it is. He came on your back. He walked right up and just shot his load on you. That's hilarious!" Shasta's face went stern, devoid of amusement. "Oh come on! Stop being an up-tight bitch. Not like you don't love it when guys cum all over you. Consider it a compliment!"

Her expression broke then, and Shasta giggled along with her friend. "It really is, isn't it? I don't think I've ever had someone just walk up to me and do that. Not a complete stranger, anyway."

Brigit laughed again, and started back on her way. "It is pretty weird, but you never know; he could have fucked you in some gangbang and you just don't remember." Brigit grinned as she turned around to keep on her way. She had to keep an eye out for that guy; any one brazen enough to just cum on a girl in public was worth finding again.

"I didn't even see his face, I just - hey! Watch it!"

Brigit had seen the older gentleman heading towards them. His eyes had first been securely locked on her nipples, hard and protruding from her top, and then past her on Shasta. He had a slight waver to his step, and was headed more for them then past them since his attention was more on getting and eye full then where he was going. She turned around fully expecting to see that Shasta and the man smacked right into each other.

Instead, she saw him scurrying off much more rapidly then he has approached, and Shasta stood there, looking down at her stomach, which was striped with three long lines of gooey pearly cream. Brig was amazed; not only was that the second walk-by cumming in the past two minutes, but damn there was a lot of spunk on Shasta's belly. It was all ready dripping down her skin, rolling down the lovely smooth curves towards her bikini bottom.

"I don't believe this!" Shasta muttered. "What is going on?"

Brig was quick in moving to cover her friend. She leaned down and began rubbing the mess in.

"What are you doing?"

"Trying to cover it up. You want to walk around with cum all over you?"

"Couldn't use your beach towel?"

"Fuck that - I'm not getting cum stains all over my new town! Not unless I get fucked on it, anyway."

Shasta sighed as Brigit "cleaned" her up. She was a bit mystified about the odd occurrence, but in truth, she wouldn't have minded walking around with cum visibly displayed across her skin. And just thinking about two total strangers just walking up and cumming on her like that, right in the open, was turning her on. And Brig's hand rubbing it in was only spurring her on all the more. She closed her eyes and moaned a little at the touch.

"Hey, Slut, I'm not doing this to get you off," Brig said, having caught wind of the sound.

Shasta gave a little yelp, then, as she felt another warm splatter across her waist. The first blast had struck a glancing blow against her back, and when she looked down, she could see that the rest of the shot had gotten into Brig's hair. The next few loads, however, were more on target, and Shasta could feel the hot fluid splashing on her ass.

She didn't even turn to look at who was doing it; she could feel someone close at hand, and then he was gone again. She just looked down at the globe of spunk in Brig's hair and giggled.

"That one got me, didn't it?" Brigit said as she stood. Shasta laughed and nodded. "Fine. That's the last time I try to help you, cum magnet."

"It's not my fault!"

"Whatever." Brig wiped her hand across Shasta's face, smearing the residue semen on her cheek. "What is going on today?"

"I don't know. It is kind of weird, isn't it?"

"Seems more like you think it's kind of hot." To prove her point, Brig reached between Shasta's legs and cupped her mound. Sure enough, the thin bit of cloth that was her bikini bottom was completely drenched. Shasta moaned again at the direct contact, and gave a little shudder. "You are such a slut."

A soft groan to their side made Shasta and Brigit both turn. A young couple, no barely older then twenty, was right next to them, a cute boy in his board shorts and his pretty girl friend in her own skimpy, though not quite as revealing as their own, bikini. At first, they only noticed the couple was checking them out, which was not surprising, considering the sight they must be huddled together, both splattered with cum, and Brig's hand on Shasta's cunt. And then, just as he moaned again, both girls noticed that his hard cock was out of his shorts, the girl's hand pumping hard on the shaft, and his jism erupting from the head of his dick to splatter against the Shasta's belly and thighs.

After his wad was unloaded, the girl tucked his dick back into his shorts and, with a quick tongue cleaning on her hand, which had some dribbles of spunk on it, she winked at Shasta, and the couple walked off arm in arm.

Shasta and Brig just stared at the two as they vanished into the crowd. Things were just getting stranger by the minute. Before they could even speak, another moan followed from behind Shasta, and along with it, a few more shots of cum sprayed onto her exposed ass cheeks.

Brig stepped back away from her friend as the obscured man pumped his seed onto her back, and watched as another guy, dick out and in hand, stepped up right where she had been standing, and unloaded his balls all over Shasta's pelvis, painting her thin black bikini with white globs. Shasta, eyes wide, watched with shock as her jerked his cock a few more times, shook the remaining drops onto her, and walked away.

Shasta, momentarily alone, though her body dripped with cum, turned and immediately began to walk away. Brig hustled up after her. "Where are you going?"

"Don't know." Shasta was never made a move to try to wipe off the spunk that oozed down her torso and back, slipping down her skin to her thighs. "Need to sit down," she said at last, plopping her self down on the boardwalk bench she happen to be passing as she said it.

She was panting hard, harder then was warranted by the speed on her walk; her heart was pounding a mile a minute, and her cunt was aching, just aching for some proper attention. All this cum on her, and not a single cock inside of her to show for it; she needed some relief, and even as she thought it, her hand was down on her cunt, rubbing away.

"Shasta!" Brigit was astounded by her friend. Sure she was a slut, and sure they had both masturbated in public before, but for her to just drop into the seat, spread her legs like a whore, and start rubbing off for all to see, that was a little much. A huge turn on, but a little much. Brigit moved to stand directly in front of Shasta, blocking her from the sight from anyone walking by.

"Mmmm, Brig, I need this. So fucking horny! It feels so good!"

"Good Lord, Shasta, I can't believe you -"

"Hey, cum whore!" Shasta a Brigit both turned to the source of the words that cut Brig off mid-sentence. Shasta's eyes met with the cock aimed at her face mere moments before the blast hit her. The creamy stream slashed across her cheek, up into her hair. She rubbed hard on her cunt, saving waves of pleasure flowing through her body, as she opened her mouth in anticipation for the next shot. His aim was true, and she was rewarded by the unmistakable taste of his cum in her mouth.

Shasta's eyes were closed. Her world was full of sounds and sensations; the ocean splashed away in the distance, and seagulls called out above her. Feet shuffled across the boardwalk, and she heard Brigit call out softly, but her voice was moving away. The pleasure was taking the place of the sounds; sensations were ruling the noises, and soon all she could do was feel. Her hand rubbed the delicious wetness between her thighs, coaxing ecstasy through her flesh as another load of man-juice shot into her mouth, and then another, though this came from the other direction. She kept her mouth open and leaned back, exposing herself fully as cum seemed to rain down on her from all sides. She could hear the breathing in the distance, the rhythmic pumping, but it seemed very far away, while the heat and wetness was very real and very now, and it poured over her and into her hungry mouth until finally she shook and moaned with delight as her climax roared through her thighs and rumbled up into every part of her body.

She opened her eyes to the sunlight, her body momentarily satiated, though she could feel that soft itch linger still deep in her cunt. She was a mess of cum, but it wasn't as bad as she had thought - or, rather, as good as her fantasy had led her to believe. She could feel it on her face and was sure there were some nice bright lines in her hair, there was cum splattered across her tits and belly, too, and the taste lingered in her mouth, but she wasn't showered in it like she thought she would be.

She looked around, but didn't see Brigit anywhere. Just strangers passing by; most seemed to be trying their best not to notice her, and the rest openly started, though none of them seemed inclined to whip out their cocks and add to the mess on her flesh, which Shasta found both disappointing and odd.

And then a figure caught her eye. A young boy, maybe 13 years old, was staring at her, eyes wide, from across the walk. She was a pretty boy, and being as young as he was, seemed fresh and someone more tender and tasty. His start was unabashingly hungry, the type of look she always got from boys his age. She loved eliciting such looks form boys like him - they were much sexier stares then those of older men. She smiled at him and winked. He grinned and walked up to her. "You're really her, aren't you?"

"What?"

"You! You're the girl from the pictures!"

Shasta was confused. "What pictures?"

"The pictures in . . ." he stopped himself. He seemed to be considering something.

Shasta's curiosity was peaked, and having this yummy little boy staring at her cum-coated body, and him most certainly knowing exactly what she was covered with, the previously mild itch in her pussy was being to throb. His eyes were drinking her in completely, and always returning to her tits, most of which were exposed and what was covered, was still completely visible. Shasta doubted he had ever seen tits in person before, and if he had, he was still enjoying the view. She could see the tent his young cock was making in his shorts.

Shasta grinned up at him as she pulled her the cups down of her tits, freeing them completely from the fabric to tantalize him with. He gawked. "What pictures?"

"I'm not sure I'm supposed to tell you," he said.

Shasta squeezed her tits together with her arms, "Please?" He stared even more, but didn't reply. "Tell you what. You tell me what pictures you mean, and I'll suck your cock."

"Really?"

Shasta reached up and cupped his package with her hand and gave a little squeeze. "Oh yeah. Really." His meat was hot in her hands, even through his shorts, and she could feel the blood pulsing in his cock. Just feeling it in her hands made her pussy water, and Shasta knew she was going to suck him off whether he told her or not. She was already freeing his dick from his shorts, and he hadn't said anything.

"I saw your picture in a bathroom," he said as she released his hard dick from his shorts. Her breathe poured over the sensitive shaft as she lowered her face and kissed his prick right on the head. Her lips rolled down his cock, slowly enveloping the salty flesh until he was fully engulfed. Sure, she had taken much larger then his, put it was the youth of it that made it so exciting. Hers was probably the first mouth to grace this cock, and she was going to make sure she did it justice. She stroked his hairless balls with her free hand and massages his dick with her lips and tongue, going slow, making every movement magical. He was panting already, and his words were punctured by breaths and gasps. "There were lots of them. . . All over. . . bunch of different ones . . . saying you were here . . . and for guys to find you."

Shasta sucked a bit longer, and then pulled back. She kept stroking his balls gently with one hand and rubbed his cock with the other. "Where is this bathroom?" His eyes were closed and he looked on the verge of cumming. When he didn't answer, Shasta stopped all of her teasing.

He groaned, as if in pain. "I can show you."

"Good."

"But . . . I want . . ."

"Want what?" Shasta asked, pretty sure she knew exactly what he wanted.

"I want to see . . . your pussy."

That actually shocked her, but it made her shiver with pleasure. Her darling little playmate had never seen a cunt before, she thought. The idea of introducing him to one was just too wonderful to pass up. "Okay," she replied, licking her lips. Shasta sat back and spread her legs, and she slid her bikini bottoms to one side, revealing her herself to him. His eyes were wide, and he started, enthralled, as she rubbed her hand across her crotch, teasing her juicy cunt, and spreading her pussy lips wide with her fingers so that he could see up inside of her.

"Look good?" she asked, her voice full of heat. He could only nod his head. "Ever seen a pussy before?" He shook his head at that, confirming her suspicions. "Then I guess you never fucked one either." He shook his head again, his eyes never leaving her cunt as her fingers played. "Want to fuck mine?"

He looked at her then and nodded vigorously. "I'll let you fuck me if you show me this bathroom." Shasta knew it was a bad deal for him; she wanted his cock inside of her as much, if not more, than he wanted to put it there, but if she could get something else of out it too, she would do so.

"Okay!" He stepped up between her legs, knowing he needed to be there, but not sure what else he had to do. Shasta knew better then to fuck this little boy out in the open - hell, she knew better than to suck his cock and expose herself to him in public too - but today was just too wild for such normal concerns to even cross her mind. She reached her arms around her young lover, and pulled him down on top of her. Wrapper her legs around his smaller body, she reached down between them and slid his cock up into her pussy. They both moaned in bliss as he sunk into her.

When their bodies met, he just laid there, not moving. Shasta purred into his ear, "You need to pump back and forth," she instructed, sliding her thighs up and down against him. "Like this."

He tried, she gave him that, but his thrusts were jerky and unsure, which was part of the charm and excitement. She was taking his virginity right there on the boardwalk. His first fuck. That knowledge more then made up for his inexperience and lack of timing. She worked his dick with her body, her cunt squeezing and pulsing against his shaft. Shasta, by contrast, was a very experienced fucker, and could very easily milk a cock with her pussy.

It wasn't long at all before he gasped in her embrace and spilled his seed, for the first time, inside a woman's body. Shasta had worked herself up to a tizzy, her need to cum practically painful, but she wasn't close enough yet to climaxing, and her young playmate, now done, was already pulling, finished with the act entirely.

She just sighed and straightened out her bathing suit. At least she hadn't gotten caught. Maybe by the time he showed her this bathroom, she could seduce him again, and fuck him a bit longer.

He was grinning ear to ear. "That was awesome!"

"Glad you liked it. Now, take me to the pictures."

He nodded and started off. Shasta was in close pursuit, her cunt boiling like crazy. Each step was delightfully pleasureful, and yet agonizingly not enough. If wasn't long before he stopped and pointed to one the of boardwalk's public men's room.

"They are in there." Shasta nodded and started towards the door. "You can't go in the boy's room!"

Shasta turned back to him. "Every one in there has already seen me, right? I don't think it will be a problem. You coming?"

He seemed to accept that answer, and then nodded.

Shasta was not at all prepared for what she saw inside. Her picture was there, alright. Many pictures of her where there, and they were everywhere. The walls from floor to ceiling, where plastered with her pictures. Every stall, every door, every vertical surface save the mirrors where covered with her form. There were several different pics copied thousands of times, some in color, some just black and white. She recognized most of them as from her collection, and a few she had never scene, but she recalled the gangbangs at which they were taken. They displayed her naked, most of them with her either fucking or sucking or just drenched in cum. All proclaimed in big bold lettering that she was a slut who needed cum. It showed the date, today's date, and the posters practically begged for the reader to help her out and cum on her if they saw her.

She couldn't believe it. Someone had done this to a bathroom, a public rest room, to get her covered with cum. She was so fucking turned on, she began rubbing her cunt right there in the room.

"Hey, what the fuck are you - oh shit! It's you!" The man who had just turned from the urinal was at first shocked to see a woman in the men's room, but recognizing her from the picture he had just been staring at while pissing, he changed his attitude. His dick was back out of his swim suite as he approached her.

Shasta saw his cock hardening in his hand, and she dove for it. It was in her mouth before she even knew she was on her knees. She could feel his cock getting fat and hard in her mouth. There was another flush, and suddenly and second man emerged from the stall. He was shocked at the display, but when Shasta waved him over to her, he came, pulling his cock out as he did so.

Shasta pulled the first cock of her mouth long enough to growl "Fuck me!" and then she was down on him again, sucking in earnest, longing to drink down his cum.

Her world melted as her bikini was pulled to the side and her cunt entered by the stranger's cock. She heard men entering the bathroom, felt them moving around her, but she wasn't really aware of anything but fucking. Their were cocks galore, and her mouth was never lacking for cock, and her cunt and ass, both her used repeatidly. Cum splattered all over her as men used her again and again. Some just walked in and jerked off, leaving their offering across her body. Others came back time and again, using her several times throughout the day.

She caught snippets of conversation, and through the day, began to realize her fame was not from one lone bathroom, but that many restrooms had been so decorated, all indicating where to find her. It only got her hotter - these cocks, this cum - it just wasn't enough to satisfy her. She kept going, always hungry for more, and the men kept fucking her.

She was aware, just briefly, of a pretty blond girl joining her on the floor. Familiar, but she was too much in a haze of desire to recall from where she knew her. The blond kissed her for a while, sucked some of the cum off Shasta's body and kissed it into her mouth as both of them were pumped by cocks. She saw flashes of light, photographs, she figured, while she and the blond girl played, and she recalled when the other girl parted company to leave all the cocks to her once more. The other girl had squatted over Shasta's face, and held Shasta's mouth first to her cunt, and then to her, so that Shasta could suck all the cum out of both. And then, with one last kiss on the lips, she was gone, and Shasta was once more the sole entertainer.

And finally, it was over. She wasn't sure when it was over, just that she was suddenly aware of being alone, completely covered in cum and wonderfully sore is so many places. Her entire body ached from cumming so much and so hard. She was lying in thick puddle of cum, and could hear the sound of fucking from not too far away. Looking up, she saw Brig up against one of the urinals, behind fucked hard from behind by a large black man. She was obviously enjoying the ride, and Shasta smiled as she watched. Suddenly, the man pulled out, turned to Shasta and unleashed his load all over her. He thanked Brig and left, closing the door behind him.

"Hope you don't mind me stealing your last man," Brigit said as she pulled up her bikini bottoms. "He didn't seem too keen about fucking you all covered with cum when I came in, so I told him to fuck me instead."

"That's fine," Shasta said, grinning, as she slowly pushed herself up to her feet. She didn't know when her bikini had come off, but she was totally naked at the moment. "You probably needed it more than I did."

"Fuck yeah! I was wondering what happened to you."

Shasta vaguely recalled the blond in the room. "Weren't you here earlier?"

"No. Not until like twenty minutes ago. Your friends came and got me."

"My friends?"

"Yeah, the ones who set this up. They grabbed me this morning on the board walk when those guys came up to you. Told me not to worry, they had it covered, so I went down to the beach."

Shasta shook her head, which sent clumps of cum splattering to the floor. She looked at herself in the mirror, amazed, and pleased, to find her face and body completely coated with spunk. She shivered which delight, though it made her ache to do so. She saw her bikini was sitting by the sink, and was likewise covered in cum. It seemed that those who couldn't get close enough to her, just came on her cloths. Next to her bikini was a stack of pictures.

Shasta snapped up the stack and flipped through them, and Brig came up behind her too look over her shoulder, watching the stills of her friend performing such lewdness. "Damn, girl! You must have fucked like a hundred guys!"

Shasta was amazed herself, but she kept going, seeing herself in a variety of positions, cocks in hand, in her mouth, up her cunt or ass, over and over. She hadn't realized how many cocks she had had. It made her smile to relive it all again.

"Her!" Brig said as the blond first appeared in the picture. "She and some guy, they did all this. Or said they did."

Shasta did know her. "Oh, that bitch!" She flipped through the next few pictures which featured her and the blond getting it on, swapping cocks, swapping cum, and spreading their messes all over each other. "That little bitch!"

"You know her?"

"Yeah, I know her. And I can guess who was with her." Shasta flashed through the rest of the pics, a huge grin on her face. How those two could have managed it was beyond her, but she was glad they did, and that they had a chance to join in for a bit.

Brigit pulled one of the posters off the wall. "A souvenir for you?"

Shasta laughed as she took it. She could see through the paper that something was written on the back. Turning it over, it read:

S,

Sorry you never made it to the beach, but hope you had a great time anyway. Next time, we'll have a kinkier, more personal party.

T & G.

Shasta shook her head, grinning like a Cheshire cat, as she slipped into her cum-coved bikini. Those two were amazing. She would have to drop them a line, not only to thank them for the lovely day on the board walk, but for see about getting together for the personal party. She couldn't even imagine what pleasures to two twisted minds could come up with, what new experiences they could offer, what fantasies of hers they might be able to fill.

"Come on, Brigit. I need to get out of here."

"Want a shower?"

"No. I want you to lick all of this off of me."

Brigit smiled. "I was hoping you would say that." She led the way out of the men's room and out into the night air. It was a cool evening, but they were both already warming up to it.