The Bonfire (Open to All)

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"I don't know about this. Do I look okay?" Sara pulled the cover-up that was covering her bathing suit. Her friend, Nora, said, "You look great. You always look great." Sara shrugged her shoulders and swept a strand of long blonde hair behind her ears before continuing to walk across the beach to a bonfire that was raging.

"But I don't know anyone." Sara reminded her friend. "What am I supposed to talk to them about?" Nora laughed and pulled a flask out of her bag. "Take a couple swigs of this and don't worry about talking. That isn't what this party is about."

Sara took a couple swigs and almost instantly she felt better. A little buzzed, but much better. Her eyes focused on the party as they moved closer. The music was blaring, but this was no normal party. There was no talking. Everyone was having sex. It was a huge orgy on the beach. Sara took another big swig from the flask and choked it down. She looked to her side where Nora had been, but she was gone. She looked around and saw Nora being undressed by another girl who was completely nude.

Sara could feel the effects of whatever was in that flask. She suddenly felt someone tap her on the shoulder and heard a male voice, "Hey, are you looking to join or are you just here to watch?" Sara turned and was eye- to- eye with a beautiful, nude, young man.

She managed to mumble, "Join. Definitely."


OOC: Okay so this is pretty open. I would love other characters to join for this party. I need someone to take over the male role, but I want lots of other characters too.

Sara
21
Long blonde hair, blue eyes
Athletic body, tanned skin from surfing.
Red String bikini with a black coverup
Willing to explore her options.
 
Mark
21
short brown hair brown eye
strong sculpted body lightly tanned from surf season
black and blue swim trunks when dressed
open to new things

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The part was going great there were dozens of couples or threes or even fours and fives on the beach that is groups of people. He noticed another young body belonging to an attractive woman and tapped on her shoulder, "Hey, are you looking to join or are you just here to watch?" Sara turned and was eye- to- eye with a beautiful, nude, young man.

She managed to mumble, "Join. Definitely." He smiled as she said this and leaned forward and kissed her. He could taste the same drink as on his own mouth on hers. He leaned back letting the taste of her lips sink into his as he looked over her body still dressed unlike many at the beach org. “aren’t you a little over dressed” he asks
 
Chessie lounged back in the lawnchair, letting out a bored sigh as she picked up another book. It was going to be a long, boring summer and there was nothing that she could do for it.

Her Grandmother's cottage, though on the beach in a quiet little town, seemed the perfect way to spend a few months. But nothing could be further from the truth. There was nothing to do here. Half the residents didn't even stay for the summer. It was that boring. Most of the old geezers had left to play at the yaht club, or on the golf courses.

A frustrated sigh left her lips, as the book failed to grab her. Standing, Chessie kicked off her shoes. "Im going for a walk" she shouted to her grandmother, sleeping inside. Not that it mattered. Its not like anything happened around here anyway.

Walking down the beach, Chessie could see the fire in the distance. Probably some kids, just having a laugh in the sand. Hell, it was a damn sight better than sitting around doing nothing. Picking up her pace, Chessie walked curiously over to the group lounging about. As she drew closer, she squinted at the figures. They were.. blinking, Chessie looked closer. She'd obviously stumbled into something.. not so 'quiet and boring'.

Stepping off to the side, Chessie watched a couple fondling one another, turning her gaze to take in a nude woman, undressing another girl. Biting her lip, Chessie's eyes widened. She shouldn't be watching, but she was intrigued. Just what was going on here?
 
Mark stood up taking his new friend lightly in hand he walked up to the new girl “hi I am mark and this is, a friend of mine would you like to join us” he offers her a cup of what they are all drinking. He smiles as he looks at her body it would be nice if she could enjoy herself and if he could enjoy her. He offers her and hand and points to a blanket on the beach. He smiles as he takes a sip of his own drink torches and moonlight illuminate the small patch of beach. There are many people in various stages of dress and activity from kissing and for play to far more private activity.
 
"Ugh.." Adam hefted another piece of driftwood onto the pile he was collecting. It was his turn, and it was goddamned obnoxious. He looked over to the fire, decided he had gathered enough, and started on over.

It had been a simple surf-day for quite awhile, and then that had evolved into a bon-fire. He couldn't exactly remember how they had all ended up naked, but he wasn't complaining. Adam had gotten laid twice tonight, he considered that to be a big deal.

One of the few who wasn't completely nude, Adam was still wearing his damp board-shorts. His brown hair was still somewhat wet, it was long and fell to his shoulders. His bare feet traveling across the cool sand, he saw, as he came closer, there were more people here than when he had left.

He let half the wood fall into the fire, it rose up and blazed high for a moment. Adam grinned, the heat was nice...come to think of it, I could use some warming up..

Adam sat down in front of the fire, on a long, heavy log. He leaned his head back alittle, out of the corner of his eye, he thought he saw a girl, fully clothed. Must've just shown up... He turned his head slightly and gave her a half-smile. He raised an eyebrow as another dude approached her with a chick on his arm, Adam thought he was being a bit forward. He didn't say anything though, he would let things play out.
 
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Chessie continued to take in the scene before her. Hearing a soft moan, she turned looking over a couple pleasing themselves intently. Her reaction was to look away suddenly, but she found her eyes going back to the couple involuntarilly. The woman catching her watching, smiled knowingly. Seeming to appreciate to attention. "Come and join the fun... " her purred words lost as her lover picked up the pace. Chessie's eyes widened as she took a breath, trying to pull herself away from the curious scene.

But something held her rooted to the spot. Her fingers coming to her throat, she looked around, catching the intent gaze from the boy at the fire. His warm smile, setting her a bit at ease. She'd been noticed, and no one seemed all that perplexed that she was there.

Smiling sheepishly back to the figure lounging over by the fire, Chessie turned her gaze as someone approached her. Looking down at the extended cup, she smiled up at Mark, and his introduction. Taking the cup from him as he invited her to join them. Pointing to the blanket, not far from the fire.

"Nice to meet you. Im.. a little lost, Im afraid." Taking a sip from the liquid, Chessie's eyebrows shot up at the strength. Swallowing the rest of it down quickly, she held in a cough, as she smiled.

"Sure.. I.. " Looking again over to the guy by the fire, she searched for some sort of clue as to what she was getting herself into.

Why not? She wanted interesting.. it seemed she had found just that.
 
Adam felt things weren't quite going in the right direction...well, the guy had a girl already, it wouldn't technically be cock-blocking..

Well either way, Adam was on his feet already, might as well follow through. He walked around the fire, calmly. He headed over by the new girl, who had just downed some strong liquor. Uh-oh, she's in more trouble than she knows..

He swerved in-between the couple and the new girl. "Oh, Marcy!" He said, enthusiastically, he took her hand. "Oh, you'll never guess all the shit that happened to Brad!" He pulled her along with him, back to the log.

Adam smiled slightly. "Yeah, sorry about draggin you off like that, you might wanna take things alittle slower there honey.."
 
He smiled taking her hand he ran his other up her arm as he guided her to the blanket the three quickly sat down. He smiled as the three exchanged looks and drank the spiked punch getting a little giggly. “Lets play spin the bottle” suggested one giving the small group a bottle. He quickly with some difficulty spun the bottle landing on the new comer. He leaned forward on both hands she was shy he kissed her slowly letting his punch soaked tongue slip out of his mouth and over her lip. He smiled she was fun already and he wanted to take it slow. He leaned back laughing finishing his cup before it was quickly filled again.
 
The buzz the drink, left Chessie's head in a bit of a swim. Following 'Mark' to the blanket, she landed softly, looking around her, still somewhat perplexed by what she was surrounded by.

The drink doing what it could to quickly erase any concerns. Blinking, she looked back at Mark, as he talked, and laughed. Soon, a bottle was spinning before her, stopping as it pointed open mouthed right to her.

A light giggle left her lips, cut short by Mark's leaning forward to catch her lips in his. Her lips parting in confusion, as his tongue pushed softly into her mouth. The sweet taste of punch, mingling with the buzzing of her ears, the crackle of the fire, and the soft moans from various couplings surrounding her. She couldn't just be..

As he leaned back again, to fill his and his partner's cup, Chessie shook her head at the offer, touching her lips in slight confusion. 'Interesting' was an understatement.

"Oh Marcy!"

Blinking, Chessie looked up, her eyes falling on the handsome guy by the fire earlier. His hand coming down to scoop her to a standing position. "Oh, you'll never guess all the shit that happened to Brad!"

A light confused giggle left her lips, as she looked back at Mark. "Ah.. right Brad! You know the trouble Brad can get into.. " she offered, stumbling forward as she was ushered towards the fire.

Collapsing on the log, Chessie let out a light laugh, as she looked over at the guy. "You know my names not actually Marcy, right? I mean.. I have NO IDEA who Brad is.."
 
Adam grinned as she played along, not many would have picked up on that kind of thing right away. He noticed her somewhat stumbling walk, yeah, that was definately too much drink for her. He watched her sit and calmly put his hands in his pockets, sparing a glance backwards to make sure he wasn't being angrily tailed.

Phew..

"You know my names not actually Marcy, right? I mean.. I have NO IDEA who Brad is.." He looked back to her and paused. "Oh shit, I thought you were Marcy.." he gave her a worried expression, then laughed. "Naw, I'm just kidding around, yeah I know." He shrugged. "I just needed an excuse to getcha outta there. You were in just a teensy bit over your head.." he pinched his fingers together in mid-air, to emphasize.

He sat down, then looked to her, his deep brown eyes looking into hers for a moment. He turned his head, blushing slightly. "Heya..lemme getcha something to drink thats more your speed..." He reached into a cooler near the edge of the log, and pulled out two bottles of lemonade. He popped the top on one and handed it to her.

"So, what is your name? Unless you'd prefer I call you Marcy..."
 
Chessie blinked when the guy gave her a worried look, shocked to see she wasn't actually Marcy. His worried look, fading quickly to a smile, as he explained he was teasing. A laugh leaving her lips as she caught on. Nodding, she took the drink from him. Looking over the bottle.

Lemonade. Fair enough. She was obviously having a hard time holding the drink of the party.

"Thanks" Chessie said quietly, looking into the dancing flames of the fire. "You think? Just a slight bit out of my element?" She laughed, taking a swig of the drink. "What gave it away?" Looking around from her safe distance, Chessie shook her head.

"Ive never.. seen this kind of party. Especially out here. I mean, I thought everyone IN this town was at least 65 or older. Where have you all been hiding?"

As his brown eyes lingered over hers, Chessie took them in, running her gaze over his shoulders and down his chest. Looking down quickly, smiling to herself, Chessie took another drink. Out of her element, she was. Glad to be sitting here now.. maybe just a bit.

"Chessie.. " she answered, grinning to his retort to calling her Marcy. "As tempting as that is. My Aunt's name is Marcy. She's a miserable beast. Id hate to think Im anything like her. You can call me Chessie. Only if I can call you something other than.. well.. " Chessie thought for a moment. ".. Fireguy."
 
Sara had been invited by Mark over to a blanket near the fire where there were two others. She was feeling buzzed so she let him lead her over and sit her down on the blanket.

She looked around at the different couples in different stages of delight and it made her moist beneath her bathing suit bottom. She was handed a drink and she gulped it down, needing a little more buzz and a little less nerves. Mark suggested they play spin the bottle and she was in no state to refuse.

The bottle landed on her first and Mark kissed her sweetly. She could taste the punch on his lips and tongue. He was hot and her body was becoming warm all over. She didn't know if it was that she was becoming intoxicated or that she wanted him.
 
He smiled his head was a little light what was in this punch he thought to himself after he kissed her. “Nice party” he says leaning forward for another kiss he presses her against the blanket and his body. “Nice to meet you” he say he feels better already or is that the drink that spilled he will soon get a new one anyways. He kisses her again this time longer placing a hand on her tanned leg for support. Why is he saying nice so much he does not wonder long he kisses the girl moving his hand up her leg
 
Sara laid back on the blanket as he kissed her, allowing him to press against her. She heard him say something, but she couldn't respond. She could only kiss him as she felt his hand on her leg.

She shivered as she felt his hand making its way up her leg. She ran her hands over his already nude body as it pressed against her, pulling him into a deeper kiss.
 
Frank

I sat on my recliner out on the porch by my upstairs bedroom, watching the bonfire and the kids having a ball.

How I wished I were again in my twenties, but then - I couldnt then afford this kind of place right on the beach. I loved this place. The quiet solitude was so peaceful, but every now and then there was a beach party to fantacize about, and I leaned back and reached down to my hard cock as I watched the young lovers

The house had plenty of room and I had an icebox full of beer and wine. If they wanted to move the party inside I was a willing host.
 
"You looked pretty damned confused." He smiled slightly, then pulled at the sleeve of her shirt. "Well, that and you have clothes on." He smirked slightly as she looked over the lemonade bottle.

Adam grinned slightly at the '65 or older' comment. "Well...they are...mostly.." he laughed. "I'm here cause my granparents live round this area, basically, its pretty much the perfect place to do this kinda thing though.." he leaned in. "All the old folks are asleep, and cops don't really come around here..."

"Its nice to meetcha Chessie." He smirked, "yeah, you don't really seem much like the...miserable beast type..?" He took a slow sip as she asked his name, then called him...fireguy? Oh, he had been stoking the fire, clever..

"Aw, fireguy sounds cool, something out of a megaman game or something.." He laughed. "Naw, my names Adam." He wiggled his toes in the sand, it felt nice. "So, I'm guessing you don't live around here either? My grandpa would mention it if there was a girl my age that lived round here." He laughed. "He's a dirty old bastard though."
 
He smiled kissing her as his hands rested on her as he was already hard from seeing her body his hands spread her cheeks. His hard member pressed against her leg she was already we in anticipation.

He kissed down her chest tasting her skin his eyes locked with hers as he moved over her stomach then back to her lip. His hands move up her back as he gets ready to fill her up he knows she wants it.
 
Looking down as he tugged at the sleeve of her shirt, a laugh louder than she meant it, left her lips.

"Yeah.. thats a pretty big clue, I suppose." Obviously the drink still had its hold. Though Chessie now felt able to hold course of the goings on. She watched his fingers on her sleeve, the briefest of thoughts fluttinger through before she shook her head laughing again.

"They don't really have these kinds of parties back home. And even if they did.. I wouldn't be invited." Shrugging Chessie took a sip of the bottle, looking back to 'Fireguy'. The light grin returning to her features. "Course I wasn't exactly invited to this one.. guess theres something to be said for 'crashing the fun'."

Smirking, Chessie looked around. The dancing flames, causing couples and groups to flicker and dance before her vision. Some, just sitting casually, talking and laughing. Others, engaged in far more intimate play. All of them, holding the one thing in common. The truth to his statement. She was the odd one out, in her jeans and tshirt.

His voice brought her gaze back to rest on those eyes. Misplaced inhibitions allowed her gaze to travel down his bare chest. His laugh snapping her gaze back up to his face. Smiling with him, Chessie chuckled.

"Megaman huh?" Another sip, and she let the statement linger for a moment. "That could work." She grinned, shaking her head at herself. The surroundings, the alchohal, all adding up to make her bolder than usual. Nodding she set the nearly empty bottle in the sand. "Nice to meet you Adam. No.. I don't live around here. Im here for the summer. A chance to 'find myself' my mother tells me. Really, I think its more of a chance to get me out of her hair. But, she did tell me to do what I could to fit in."

Winking, Chessie reached down, pulling the tshirt over her head, the bikini top, left in its place. Alright, so it wasn't 'naked', she was still closer to 'fitting in' than she was a moment ago. Her fingers lingered at the strings tied up at the back of her neck.

Maybe not. Maybe she'd just see where this was going to go first.

Biting her lip, she looked back at Adam. "So you guys have these parties alot?"
 
Adam smiled slightly, her eyes were straying here and there, not only to him, but to the others around them. She seemed...well, almost mesmerized by everything. He grinned at her as she looked up from his chest to him. Maybe I'll go for a hat-trick*... he thought to himself, she was very good looking, extremely good-looking actually.

"Crashing parties is probably the best thing ever..." he added, grinning slightly. "Hell, I was just over there surfin'.." he half-hazardly gestured to his surf-board, which was in the sand, his clothes folded on top of it. "I saw the bonfire go up and just headed on over, getting invited isn't really too important.." He leaned in alittle. "I'll make sure you get invited from here on out if you want though...my friend Barry helped start it." He nodded his head towards a dude chugging quite alot of beer.

He nodded understandingly as she talked of her mother, who wanted Chessie out of her hair. He could relate. He was somewhat surprised as she reached down and pulled her shirt up. Today is my day... he thought to himself as she looked over to him, somewhat unsure as her hands rested on the strings. The strings that he would love to see come undone.

Several of the guys wolf-whistled, one woman yelled: "You go girl!" Adam flinched, such a cliche'..

"I've been to a couple, and I have money for a cab if would need a ride home." he said, assuringly. He smiled to her, please..please...
 
Chessie's eyes followed his gesture towards the surfboard standing in the sand, not for from them. Smiling she nodded.

"They don't seem all that concerned one way or another." She admitted, looking back to him. "But its always nice to be connected." The light smile, teased her lips, as she shrugged. "any excuse to get me away from watching my grandmother sleep, sounds great!"

The catcalls reached her, laughing lightly, as her hands fell away from the strings still tied at her neck. Suddenly aware of herself. Could she really be so bold? She didn't know anyone here. Though, the more she thought about that, the better it seemed. Those who did know her, would never believe she was here in the first place.

Having the excuse, involving what appeared to be a very liberal party seemed more confidence building than the strong drink. Friends were friends, one way or another. This could prove to be a rather interesting summer.

Chessie looked over, seeing his eyes linger over the strings tied at the back of her neck. Shyly reaching up to touch the knot again, she chuckled, nervously. "I really should.. you know. If you can't beat em.. might as well join em and all that." Rolling her eyes to her lame joke, she bit her lip, looking back to Adam.

"I tied the knot to tight. Think you could give me a hand?"
 
Smiling still, hell, he couldn't stop smiling, even if he tried to, he nodded. "Yeah, I'm always looking out for people.." he left it at that, seeing her smile lightly. She seemed, well, almost shy..ish. No wonder he hadn't seen her around, she probably wasn't the type to jump into these kind of things.

She looked up at him, her eyes full, innocent. She joked about how she should 'join em', then rolled her eyes. It was awkward for her, Adam figured, hell, being naked in front of strangers? That was enough to make anyone feel awkward. She reached back, delicately touching the bikini knot.

"I tied the knot too tight. Think you could give me a hand?"

He smiled at this. "Sure.." Adam leaned in closer, his hands went behind her. They were inches apart, his chest pressing gently against hers. Their faces close enough that she could smell his aftershave. He undid the knot, nimbly, as if he had done this many times before. He pulled back and the bikini fell forward, over the log....

And that was it. Nothing else really happened. He grinned and leaned back. "Feels nice and cool, right?" He looked at her chest for a brief second. Then pulled his eyes up. He placed a hand on her shoulder, it was tight, the muscles firm. "You seem tense..here..." he switched around, so he was behind her. His hands went to her shoulders and he gently began to massage them, working into the muscles. Undoing the knots that tended to form here and there.
 
Ocean, and spice. His fingers working at her neck, lightly touching the skin as he undid the knot, Chessie closed her eyes. The buzz still lightly there, and she was thankful for it. For she would have surely froze otherwise. Caught herself for what she was doing, and run off, like she usually did.

Instead, she took a breath, breathing in the intoxicating mixture of scent, and touch. His breath in her ear as the knot came away, the strings sliding down her shoulders as he moved back again. Feeling the small bit of material come away to land silently in the sand infront of her.

"Feels nice and cool, right?"

He was right. It did. A mixture of the small thrill, as she looked down at her exposed chest. The night breeze making her very aware, just how 'free' she was. "Yeah.. its.. " a soft chuckle left her lips as she looked up at Adam, his eyes pulling themselves up her neck, to meet her own. "Its kind of nice.."

His warm hand rested on her bare shoulder, sending goosebumps down her arm at the contrast. She wasn't cold, she was anything but cold, but the skin rippled at the sensation all the same. As Adam shifted to sit behind her, Chessie reached to sweep her hair up in a loose knot with the elastic at her wrist. His hands kneading away bits of tension, here and there.

"Your friend must be very popular" Chessie fought for something to say, as his hands worked over her shoulders. "All these people.. out here, and.." Chessie's eyes closed as his fingers traced up her neck. Her hands resting lightly on his thighs. "Surfing.. and fires and.. all."
 
He smiled slightly as she pulled up her hair in a pony-tail, she looked good with it up too. Hell, when didn't the girl look good? He felt her lean back a bit, her hands on his thighs. A few ideas went through his head as he continued to massage her. The waves crashed, nearby actually. If you stared right out, you could easily forget all the sex that was going on around them.

"Your friend must be very popular"

He smiled slightly, "well, he gets around, he's kinda reckless though..." he grinned as she began to talk about other things, her breath alittle heavy. She was relaxing, that was good, an acomplishment he would say.

"Yeah..Its a real trip..." He reached down and gently held her arms for a minute, protectively. Aw geeze, might as well go for it.. He reached further down and cupped her breasts, gently massaging the flesh. He pressed his chest against her back. "So, you having fun so far?"
 
"Reckless.. can be good." Chessie pondered out loud, feeling his arms come around her as he pulled her into him. "Its not, easy to be reckless. Especially when you think on it too much." She babbled, at a loss as to what to say.

A wave broke on the sand, causing Chessie to smile. She'd been 'reckless' before. But what seemed as 'living dangerously' at the time, now seemed rather childish. Remembering last summer when her friend Julie had come out to visit her here. They'd been alone on the beach. All the seniors sleeping for the night. The innocent skinny dipping, thrilling her childish mind back then. It had taken Julie determined cajoling to get Chessie to take the plunge. Feeling that same wicked thrill, she was feeling now. But there was something else. Something pushing her forward, for more. Just how far could she take this?

His hands cupped her breasts, causing Chessie to look down momentarilly, putting the visual with the sensation. Closing her eyes, she rested her head back on his shoulder, letting the feeling of his hands, wash over her. Nodding to his words in her ear, she let out a light sigh.

"Its all.. rather different. But, in a good way." Tilting her head, she looked up, his face flickering in the firelight, as he looked down to her. Reaching her hand up, she ran her fingers up the back of his neck, into his hair. Pulling his face down towards her. "I think Im getting the hang of it.."
 
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