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The Point of no Return (Brian Bellstone)

The Point of no Return by Brian Bellstone


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Paranoia and seduction in the desperate old city of Zeboim

Brian lives in the desperate and depraved old city of Zeboim, and while he might not be a superhero or a billionaire, he feels up to the challenge of navigating the forces of chaos and evil that reign. He believes he has reasonable goals: he wants nothing more than a simple life with one woman who is naturally pretty and a good companion. But nothing is simple in Zeboim; his jealous, nagging girlfriend seems convinced he’s cheating on her with virtually every woman in the city, someone is determined to sabotage Brian’s cheap old car, and a handful of women are only too eager to share their blunt opinions of his girlfriend. In a phone call that catches Brian off guard, the forces of darkness seem to be daring him one last time to fall prey; find out whether he gets too close to the flames.

Product type: EBook    Published by: author - self-published    Published: 06 / 2016

No. words: 58739

Style: Erotic Humor, General Erotica

Available Formats: MobiPocket (MOBI)  EPUB  PDF  This book has a format which can be downloaded to Kindle


Chapter 4: It Doesn’t Take Much

The next day was less humid but the sun was still hot. Beverly and I decided to go to a lake that was just outside of town, and spend some time at the beach. In spite of it not even being summer yet there were a couple families and a few other people there. The water was really cold but I swam around for a while.
Then I went onto the beach and unfolded a chair next to where Beverly was getting a tan. I sat down and started to read a book but after a little while I put the book down and closed my eyes. The strong warmth of the sun felt great, as it gradually dried my skin. I was probably asleep, when I was startled by Beverly saying my name.
"What?" I opened my eyes.
"Woah!" I said, out loud by accident.
In front of me was a young woman lying on a towel, almost naked except for a couple thin blue straps across her back, across her hips, and disappearing between the round, shapely cheeks of her ass. She was a little shorter than average for a woman, with a medium, athletic build.
I wondered briefly about her choice of location, as I looked around at all the empty areas on the beach.
"Stop staring at that girl!" Beverly whined.
"But I only just started!"
"You've been staring at her for the past five minutes!"
I sat up to get a better view, and thought about offering to spread sunscreen on her.
"I didn't even know she was there."
"You were staring right at her!"
"My eyes were closed."
The woman looked back at us with a smile. Her face was nice too, and her hair was like silky threads of gold in the sun. Obviously she didn't realize I was the owner of the cheap old car in the parking lot, to lie down practically naked almost directly in front of me.
"Brian you're still staring at her!"
"Well yeah, I am now!" I smiled back at the woman.
She arched her back and brought her butt up off the towel. She slid one knee up and out to the side. Her pussy lips pressed against the blue material of the bikini, pulling it taught, and bare, smooth shaven pussy flesh was peeking out the edges on both sides.
I uttered a hungry growl. The blond giggled. My dick started to bulge inside my bathing suit.
"Brian stop looking!" Beverly was starting to sound desperate.
"That looks delicious."
The blond reached her hand back and slid a finger inside her bikini, and moved it up and down against her pussy a few times. Then she put the finger in her mouth, and slowly pulled it out, sucking it clean. The grin on my face got wider. She giggled again.
"Brian don't watch her!"
"Relax Beverly."
The blond started to slide the top of her body down the towel, keeping her chest on the towel while her butt lifted further up into the air, her legs spread out wide. The bikini looked like it was going to slide down and disappear between her pussy lips at any moment. She reached back with one hand and started pushing the string of the bikini bottom down her butt. She stopped at about half way. It's not like it mattered, but I guess it's the thought that counts.
"Brian stop looking!" Beverly put her hand over my eyes. I pushed her hand away.
I breathed in a low tone, "This is great. Thanks for pointing her out to me!"
I looked around at the other people at the beach. The families on the other side of the beach were oblivious, but the couple nearby was watching us and laughing.
The blond rolled over and lay back with her legs spread wide. She pulled one knee up close to her chest.
"I'm just going to leave you two alone!" Beverly angrily picked up her bag.
"Beverly this is great, she's putting on a nice little show for us!"
"For us?"
"Well for me then."
The blond and I smiled at each other some more.
My dick was fully erect and it was really obvious, poking hard at the inside of my bathing suit.
With one hand holding one leg close to her chest, my sexy blond performer hooked two fingers of her other hand into the bikini and pulled. What little guesswork there had been about how her pussy looked naked disappeared along with the material of the bikini, between her smooth fleshy pussy lips.
My mouth watered and my cock throbbed.
She kept the bathing suit pulled up firmly against her pussy and moved it to the left, then to the right, while she smiled and giggled. Her dark pink inner lips started peeking out.
"Oh my God," Beverly whimpered. I wondered if she was about to cry.
The blond turned and faced me, with her butt up in the air. Smiling and holding her gaze on me, she held her chest close to the ground, her tits resting against the towel.
"Brian don't look!" Beverly’s voice sounded sad and hopeless.
The blond moved her body forward and back slowly, her perky tits rubbing against the towel. Then she arched her back and sat up. She squeezed her tits together with her arms. She started playing with her tits, squeezing one, squeezing both together, sliding her hand under the top and massaging one of her breasts, then pushing the top to the side so that only her hand hid her breast from my view.
She pulled the bikini top out and around the sides of her tits. Her perky tits stood out proudly from her chest, her pink nipples leading the way. She moved her chest back down the way she was before, and dragged her naked nipples against the towel.
Beverly could take no more. "I'm leaving! You're just like my last boyfriend!" She picked up her belongings and marched towards the showers.
I took one last look at the nipples being dragged against the towel, and smiled at my sexy blond performer. I picked up my stuff and with a little jog I caught up to Beverly.
"All I did was watch. You're acting as if she was, I don't know, teabagging my nuts or something."
"You were practically drooling, staring at her, while she did a strip tease right in front of you, with me right next to you! I can't believe the way you treat me!"
"Beverly," I answered her in a calm, serious, voice, "I was asleep when you yelled at me for staring at her. I didn't even know she was there until you woke me up."
"You're lying! You were staring right at her!"
"No, I'm not lying. Remember what happened yesterday? I'm telling the truth. This isn't going to work if you keep being so paranoid."
"Paranoid! I just watched you drool over her giving you a strip show! Am I supposed to believe that didn't really happen? I was right there I saw the whole thing!"
I tried not to laugh at the purplish color her face had turned. I don't think it was from a sunburn.
I was starting to learn to not respond to her, that there was no way to reason with her when she got like this. We had reached the outdoor showers. There were three showers, she went into the one in the middle and I went into the one on the right.
I hung up my towel and pulled off my bathing suit.
Beverly started muttering, "I'm just a big pair of tits to be played with. That's my role in life, to let men play with my big tits. I get the best men cause I have the best tits. I get the cream of the crop." There was a pause, as if for once in her life she was waiting for me to respond.
"I know you can hear me Brian."
I turned on the water and pretended I couldn't hear her.
"Fuck you Brian."
I laughed silently as I tilted my head back against the water. This was the most angry I'd ever seen her. I heard her turn on the shower. This relationship had officially become a disaster as far as I was concerned. It had actually started out pretty nice, on the first few dates. She seemed to really like me and trust me at first, but now the whole thing was falling apart, and for no real reason. Obviously we needed to end it. I was thinking maybe she would break up with me during one of these drama episodes. I wouldn't make too much effort to stop her. Maybe the next day she would realize she made a mistake, but by then it would be too late. I could use a line like “it just wasn't meant to be,” and we could part as friends, but I doubted I would really be interested in her much even as a platonic friend. This was a pretty intense incident, I felt like maybe this was it. I wondered what would happen when we finished our showers.
I turned to soak the other side of my body and froze. The bottom of a skimpy blue bikini was hanging over the door. It was being jerked up and down by someone outside. I realized it belonged to the sexy blond woman.
I opened the door a crack to see her on the other side wearing her towel, bikini top, and a smile. My boner started to stiffen back up. I realized my mouth was hanging open; I closed it. I put my finger to my own smiling lips to signal her to stay quiet; she nodded. I opened the door wider and she stepped in.
While I quietly closed and latched the door, she quickly pulled off her towel and hung it up, trying to keep it from getting wet. All she had on was her bikini top. I glanced at her ass and felt my breathing deepen, and my blood pulsing like electricity throughout my body.
She turned and put her hands on my shoulders, and leaned in with her mouth next to my ear. I slid my hands down the sides of her body to her ass. My hardon pressed against her firm stomach.
"We can conserve water if we shower together," she whispered.
"Oh yeah, we can conserve lots of water," I answered, my face breaking into an evil smile.
My dick throbbed as she wrapped her hand around my boner.
She asked, "Did I give this hardon to you?"
"You can take full credit for that." Beverly was starting to piss me off, and if this sexy blond wanted to help me relieve some tension then I was going to make the most of it. Beverly owed this to me whether she knew it or not.
I started to gently squeeze the blond’s firm butt.
She murmured in my ear again, "I have a bad habit. I like to flirt with men in front of their girlfriends, wives, and mothers. It makes me horny when they start getting jealous."
"Well my girlfriend gets extremely jealous."
"Does she really?"
"Yeah. And it doesn't take much."
"Do you want to give her a real reason to be jealous?"
"I would love to."
Her open lips met mine and our tongues started caressing, sliding deeper, and wrestling playfully. I moved the tips of my fingers up her back and pulled her bikini top off. Her nipples poked against my chest. I felt her hand around my boner again.

Author Information

Brian writes about his experiences living in the forgotten city of Zeboim, a city gripped by a reign of jealousy, lust, sin, and evil.


Publisher Information

This story has been self-published by the author

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