Amazing young hottie slowly strips off her clothes

I guess you call it blossoming.

I guess you could call it blossoming a time in life I doubt anyone will forget. Mine came on the cusp of nineteen and as in the Stevie Nicks song it came by the hand of an older woman. Not that much older mind you she was a college student from Vanderbilt University perhaps four or five years older. But at eighteen within a week of nineteen those were four or five significant years.

Appropriately it was spring Spring Break 1972 in fact. I had left the small town of Columbus Mississippi with my two best friends headed for the beaches of Florida. Beyond that general destination we had no idea where we were headed we just drove into Alabama turned right and headed south.

Fortunately Florida had already finished their Spring Break for the year and back in the early seventies Spring Break was not the madhouse it is these days. After several hours of driving we crossed into Florida and followed a straight line to the closest beach we could find: Pensacola Island.

Without motel reservations with only a limited amount of money and a car load of luggage food and stuff we immediately prioritized. They rent motorcycles here! Well after several harrowing hours nearly killing ourselves we then decided to look for a motel. As it turned out the first place we stopped had a room at a reasonable rate. What made us choose that particular motel eludes me now but whatever the reason you’ll never convince me that fate didn’t nudge us along a bit.

After check-in we headed for the nearest shop along the beach. As a trio the three of us were at least in our minds an interesting bunch. Joe was the looker. He had dark hair long but perfectly groomed. He was the one in constant search of a comb and mirror. He was tall and relatively thin with I guess you could call it delicate features. To the girls he apparently was an Adonis. Of course Joe knew this and exuded a confidence with the girls that always baffled me.

Mike the comedian didn’t worry much about his hair but he was one of those guys who looked good in anything they wore. So with the slightly frazzled hair and sharp looking cutoffs and shirt he also attracted the girls. While not overly confident with them like Joe was Mike was comfortable and with his non-stop jokes he seemed always at ease in any company.

I was the quiet smart one. Although I played football I never was comfortable with the jock image preferring a less obtrusive look. My hair never stayed combed and because my thighs were so large compared to my waist my pants drooped. While droopy pants are quite in style today in the seventies tight cut bell-bottoms were the rage. With a light complexion and a history of severe sunburns I was the one left wearing the baggy long jeans. Basically I was the shadow following closely behind my two friends.

Of course I did okay as the three of us would run into a group of three girls and while it was the girl with glasses a bit of a skin condition and the baggy clothes that seemed to gravitate to me I was happy. I got to listen to some very interesting conversations while I silently adjusted my glasses and stole glances with the girl sitting across from me who was silently adjusting her glasses. For a nice weekend things worked out well but all too soon school started again and the beaches dried up. At least for me they did.

Back at the motel we ran into two girls sisters. One Sharri was about a year younger than us though very pretty she was a bit shy. The other Elaine was her twenty-something sister. Sharri and Elaine Flowers the Flowers sisters. Well Joe immediately drifted toward the prettier Sharri and in his own dapper way had her completely enthralled in no time. Elaine though not as pretty had a way about her that pretty well befuddled Mike and me.

She was thin with very slim hips and though her bathing suit was very revealing we didn’t notice much of her cleavage. She had more of a runner’s or dancer’s type of body with a dramatic line to her features than her sister’s curvier figure. Of course she immediately took to Mike and I quickly realized I was the odd man out.

Our beach front party with a fire and beer (supplied by Elaine) soon got quiet so I had to head out. Finding an empty beach lounger in front of our motel I spent the rest of the evening contemplating the moon over the Gulf of Mexico.

Well I later found out just what I missed. Joe and Sharri remained paired for some light petting while Mike and Elaine disappeared into the dunes for some more adult pleasures. I had to laugh as Mike said “Wow she cured me of my virginity.” Wow I was envious. Joe happily cured for many years wasn’t affected. He was just happy to share his beauty with the prettiest sister.

While I was included in some of the activities I resigned myself to spending a lot of time alone which I really didn’t mind too much. I had a sketchpad where I could sketch and write some. The beach provided some inspiration for my writing and the view out of our motel gave me something to sketch. I did meet up with a girl for a couple of swims but she had a boyfriend a local biker so I knew for sure we were only swimming.

Well the week went on as Mike heralded his conquests and Joe continued combing his perfect hair. My sketches got more and more detailed and my poems got longer and longer. Finally on the last night that Elaine and Sharri were there we moved the party inside our motel room. Two six-packs of Schlitz Malt-Liquor had us all feeling pretty good as we decided to play some Monopoly a game I had brought along.

In only a short period of time Joe and Sharri had bowed out to go make out. Mike soon went bankrupt and was forced to watch Elaine and I battle over our empires. It was fun matching financial wits with a college girl. Smarter than most of the girls I knew she fascinated me. I’d like to think I fascinated her too but that may have been the Malt-Liquor talking to me. Anyway as we continued playing Mike drifted off to sleep.

Oblivious to my opportunity here I played on missing each and every hint Elaine made towards me. I didn’t catch on that as she handed me the dice her hand would linger on mine. I didn’t notice that before each roll she sensuously kissed each die and that her hand on my knee had moved steadily up my thigh. Well I did notice the hand on the thigh but was unsure if it really meant what I thought it possibly could mean. Finally she simply said “Let’s finish this game later I want to do something fun.” Fun? Hell I was having fun playing Monopo… Oh yes now I get it.

I got up from the floor where we were playing and immediately noticing my hard-on conspicuously tenting out from my pants I sat in a chair. She sat in my lap and began kissing me. I knew how to kiss hell I’d kissed like three girls before. I knew how to kiss. I knew nothing about kissing.

Elaine’s tongue did things to me I didn’t think possible. Used to a fun tongue wrestle in a girlfriend’s mouth I never experienced the sensual delight of an experienced woman until then. She stared into my eyes as her tongue teased mine flicking over my lips circling my tongue and then pressing it deep into my mouth. She’d then slip to my neck and up to my ear running her tongue over me. Finally I pleaded “Let’s get out of here.”

She smiled and said “I’d thought you’d never ask.”

I got up carefully adjusted myself grabbed the jacket I had borrowed from Mike earlier in the week when I noticed how chilly the nights still were and put it on her carefully. She staggered slightly so I put my arm around her and headed out onto the balcony and then down the stairs. Heading near the pool she suddenly decided she wanted to swim. Given the state we were in I was afraid of getting anywhere near the water so I said “Lets go to the beach.”

She headed out in front of me going past the pool and into the sand. She kept on heading towards the water so as gently as I could I tripped her and gently kneeled over her. Above her now I kissed her running my hands up to her breasts. Not finding much there I simply moved my hands over her body.

After a few moments she suggested we go to a more secluded spot. Seeing that we were in complete view of anyone at the motel who cared to look out of their window at that late hour I thought that was a good idea.

We followed a path up into the dunes where high grass and low brush provided a bit of cover. We settled along one slope but several cars passing by on the street just beyond some of the brush made me uncomfortable. We headed back up the slope onto the well worn path. The path was level and apparently deserted this late so we decided to stop right there.

Elaine took off Mike’s jacket laid it on the ground sat down. I kneeled before her and began kissing her again. Not completely in control I slid my hand up under her blouse looking for a breast. Small as she was I basically found a slight mound with an erect nipple. After toying with the nipple for much to short a time I am sure I began fumbling with her pants. She quickly helped me unfasten the pants and then took them off along with her panties.

I immediately moved my hand between her legs and explored this new and unfamiliar place. Knowing only the basic anatomy from reading I slipped my finger inside her and felt the warm soft wetness of her. I clumsily slid my moistened finger out of the opening upward along the slit and over her clit. I did this several times as she moved beneath me.

Much too soon once again I unfastened my pants slid them to my knees and leaned myself forward. She took my cock and expertly guided it into her opening. The moist warmth enveloped me as I pressed forward that first time. A feeling unlike anything I could ever imagine rolled over me. To experience that incredible softness the wetness and warmth of her was unbelievable. As I pressed into her again I suddenly came splashing wave after wave deep inside her. I paused in my motion for a moment as I came resting my forehead on hers.

I remained hard and after a short rest I began moving again. As I did I began to notice her motion too. Freed of the intensity of my need I felt her responding to me. We moved in a strangely beautiful rhythm. In movements I had only daydreamed of before we were in harmony. Realizing I was closer to this woman than I had been with anyone I lost myself in her.

I lost track of how long we made love. I didn’t recall when this sex suddenly became making love for me but somehow it had. As she slowed the pace we came to a gentle stop. As we caught our breath I felt my erection slowly wane eventually slipping out of her. Realizing we were on a well-traveled path we quickly got dresses. I put Mike’s jacket on her and we walked back towards the motel. I have never walked so close to a woman as I did in that walk.

Just as we got to the door into the motel room she looked into my eyes and asked “Can I sleep with you tonight.” The words hit me harder than anything I had felt before. Opening the door we both realized it would be impossible. Though I tried to wake up my friends they both were too far gone. I walked her slowly back to her room kissed her goodnight took Mike’s jacket from her and headed back to my room.

Slipping on the jacket I could smell her fragrance on it. A hint of her perfume mixed with the heady scent of our sex. I went back to the room and slept in the jacket.

The next morning we had breakfast with Elaine her sister and her parents. With no table large enough for the seven of us we split up. Joe Sharri and the parents settled into a table as Elaine she came to me instead of Mike. He quickly joined Joe and the group as Elaine and I sat alone at a table for two.

After breakfast I kissed Elaine goodbye and she left. We had shared addresses and though I wrote her shortly after returning home I never heard from her again. I never did give the jacket back to Mike.