Rachelle removed her bikini top and we both walked to the water and plunged in with Claire.After some time splashing and swimming Claire said that she...was going back to the beach and would start to get some food organised whilst me and Rachelle decided to carry on swimming for a while. Around ten minutes latter I looked up to see two people coming down the cliff path top the cove. Claire was still naked on the beach and I started to wave to warn her. She saw me and looked up. I could see that. I am Samarth and I live alone in Kolkata and have a decent job. I am 24 years old and had always been a very very bright student. Recently, I also bought myself a swanky new car. So you may say I am fairly successful. However, I was yet to open an account with love, girls, and sex. Up until 31 Dec 2018, of course.Maybe it had been at fault. In my school days, I had always been studying. In my college, I was more into music and stuff and as my band went big, I had lesser time to give for. I run my fingers through his hair and tug on it. This causes him to step back slightly, enough that I can now turn around.I raise my hands and push him back another step. I'm breathing so heavily it is close to hyperventilating."I don't want seduction," I purr. He frowns, not understanding what I'm saying."Drop them!" I say, looking at his trousers. He stares at me like he's confused. I raise my eyebrow and say, "Well? Drop them and sit down." Looking over at one of the chairs. I step up to him. ‘Only sluts do that for boys they’re not in love with. You’re no slut, Sheila.’ ‘I’m not?’ ‘You’re not! It’s hand job only. Now get on with it.’ Darrin, sensing a precious blow job moment had passed, frowned, stiffened, gushed and calmed. ‘Better take me home,’ I mumbled, glancing at the emptiness outside of the truck and mopping the sticky mess with a napkin. It was my first time with Angel. It was my last with Darrin. THE PART AFTER THAT – ‘Angel,’ I whispered, ‘You shouldn’t stay. I’m.