After laying out their towels, some of the group rushed off for ice creams and some toward the sea, until only Cassandra and Scott were the only 2 remaining. Cassandra and Scott got on very well, and only Cassandra knew why.
Ever the safety monitor she lathered her supple skin with sun lotion and asked Scott to rub some on her back. She wasn't even aware that even the velvet softness of her skin sent his loins into a rage. She was only aware of how she felt. She never knew how he was feeling. Throughout all the time she'd known him, he was a great confusion and mystery to her but when he was done she told him to turn his back to her. "Why?" He asked. "Because i don't want you to burn now do i? We all know you prefer to see red marks than to be one" She giggled. She rubbed it deep into his back and neck, realising that she had never touched his back before. After a distance of her thoughts, she removed her hand from his back and returned to preparing herself for the sun.
She released her bottle generated sandy blonde layers from the bulldog hair clip she had been wearing. She glanced at Scott, grimacing to herself as she watched him looking out to sea. She never really wanted to be blonde, she'd just felt like she'd had to be, just like everything else she'd done to herself in the last 2 years. "Well, i think i'm gonna take a sun nap" she said; "if i don't toss and turn myself, roll me over in an hour would you?". "Sure" replied Scott. She laid down to rest on her front, pressing her full breasts through the towel into the sand and supporting her head on her delicate arms.
Scott glanced over at the books escaping from Cassandra's bag. He picked one up of interest. "Do you mind if i read one of your books?" he asked Cassandra, choosing not to disclose which one he'd picked. "Nope" she muttered; "go ahead". Cassandra kicked off her flip flops and continued to rest in the blazing sun.
Some time later, Cassandra heard Scott rest the book down. She sensed his movement and almost as if she could see him behind her, fondling her flip flop. As he raised it above her pert rear, she told him; without moving her body at all "Put down my flip flop right now Scott". Immediately he put it down and asked her; "how did you-?". "Scott. I know you. I know what books i packed, i know which one you'd have picked. i know how fast you read in comparison to how fast i read and therefore know that you have just read the 4th chapter. Sole to soul. I know it intrigued you, but the beach is not the place i most desire to be spanked by my own flip flop."
Scott was stunned. Not only did this girl know what he was up to, but was she confessing that had this been away from the public, she'd have welcomed it? He had to find out. And he would....
Cassandra got up, placed her Flip Flops on her feet and after shaking off the excess sand, wrapped herself in her towel. She stood above Scott, looking down at him she told him to follow her. She walked him back to the Villa, the rest of the group after all, would never realise they had gone. They would be having too much fun to care. She led him into her bedroom. She kissed him and without saying a word, positioned herself over the chest of drawers that stood against her wall with her bottom facing Scott. She kicked off her flip flops and kicked one of them back toward him. Scott realised the hint she was sending to him; now. Now was the time. He picked up the thin excuse for footwear and proceeded to land the sandal from a height down onto he fleshy pale butt, which steadily began to turn pink. After around 24 blows which he decided 6 for her, 6 for him, 6 for the arousal of her body and 6 for denying him his pleasure to experiment at the beach. Her svelte bottom covered in red size 8 footprints, Scott wandered toward the bed and sat down. He summoned silently with gestures for Cassandra to come over to him. Bending her over his knee at such a force, that for the very first time in her life her legs were actually off the ground and she had to rely on her balance, he gave her a sound spanking with his hands, before pulling down her bikini briefs and continuing with the fashionable bare bottom spanking. By the time he had finished, her rear was glowing red and the warmth emanated from it. He judged by the marking that it would be uncomfortable for her to rest her bottom now. It was then he decided she should be at his feet on her knees with her bottom resting on the soles of her feet. As she squirmed uncomfortably, trapped between his legs; she stared intently as he pulled down his jeans. She didn't need to ask what happened now. She took his cock into her mouth and began to suckle upon it. Cassandra sucked slowly at first until she got herself into a rhythm where she could suck a little harder and faster. Scott held her thick locks of hair in his hand as her head moved backwards and forwards satiating his powerful lust. He pulled her head away before it became too late to savour his juices for her pussy.
She pulled herself up from the floor and he pushed her back toward the bed until she fell back onto it. He pulled her legs apart and noticed that the few curly hairs that topped her pussy did not match those on her head, but he soon forgot about it as he inserted himself deep into her. Scott delighted himself at the sight of her face pulsing with desire and orgasm but at the same time squirming in discomfort. Cassandra with all that she had in her head, recalled the last time he had had her on her back and that this was in fact only the 2nd time she had been on her back with Scott. Nevertheless she enjoyed the feeling of him deep inside her once again.
They laid there for a while. Scott pondering why he enjoyed Cassandra's company so much. Cassandra pondering if she should tell him about their history and realising that this was as intimate as they ever had been. There had never been a bed involved in their escapades before.
After a while they made their way back to the beach and resumed their positions. Cassandra forgetting the red welts on her bottom laid front down on her towel once more. When the rest of the group returned all sun kissed and glowing, they remarked on how Scott and Cassandra hadn't caught much sun, before one eagle eyed member of the group spotted Cassandra's rear and commented that clearly Cassandra had caught too much sun on her bottom. Cassandra simply blushed at this, but at least the blood was flowing to both ends of her body and she had at least had a fun filled day at the beach.
(Dreamed after reading Story 4: from the Miranda Forbes edited book "Naughty Spanking 3"- 'Sole Indiscretion')
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