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The weeks after that second night with Carly dragged in the best possible way. Every spare moment my mind replayed the way her tight virgin pussy had stretched around me, the little yelp when I popped her cherry, and how eagerly she’d swallowed my load like she was addicted after one taste. I would get half-hard just thinking about her. My sister, Jess, had been none the wiser, still treating Carly like her innocent best friend while Carly shot me secret little smiles and brushed her hand against mine whenever she could.

Friday afternoon Jess announced the plan: a spontaneous weekend at our family’s beach house about two hours away. Mom and Dad were out of town, so it was just us, Carly, and a couple of Jess’s other friends—mostly girls. I played it cool, saying I’d tag along to “help with the driving.” Really, I just wanted more time with Carly’s plump little ass in a bikini.

We packed light. Carly showed up in tiny denim shorts and a cropped tank top that showed a sliver of her smooth stomach. Her brunette hair was pulled into a messy ponytail, and those full lips glistened with gloss. She caught me staring at her ass as she bent to grab her bag and gave me a shy-but-knowing smile.

The drive was torture. Carly sat in the back with Jess, but she kept “accidentally” stretching her legs so her foot brushed my armrest. Every time our eyes met in the rearview mirror, heat pooled in my groin. By the time we pulled up to the beach house, a two-story place right on the sand with a private deck, I was ready to drag her upstairs.

We unloaded, realizing there wasn’t enough beds for everyone without one of the girls sleeping in my room. Carly volunteered to share a room with me, hesitantly and acting like it was better than the living room couch, but everyone seemed to buy it. We got settled and planned to quickly hit the beach as the sun dipped lower. The girls changed into bikinis. Carly’s was a pale blue string number that barely contained her small perky tits and hugged the curve of her plump ass. The bottoms rode up just enough to show the soft underside of her cheeks. I wore board shorts and tried not to stare, but my dick had other ideas, she noticed the slight chub I had going on.

We swam, playing in the shallow water, and grilled burgers on the deck as the sky turned orange. Jess and the other girls drank cheap wine and laughed loudly. Carly stuck close to me, her thigh pressed against mine under the table. When everyone started heading inside for movies and more drinking, she tugged my hand.

“Come walk with me?” she whispered innocently for anyone that could overhear, her eyes sparkling in the porch light.

We slipped away down the beach, barefoot in the cooling sand. The waves whispered against the shore. For a few minutes we just held hands as we walked, eventually her small frame tucked against my side. Then she stopped and turned to face me, the ocean breeze tugging at her hair.

“Mike… what are we doing?” she asked softly. Her voice had that mix of shyness and newfound confidence I’d seen grow over the last few nights. “I know I said I was okay with just… messing around, but the last few weeks… I can’t stop thinking about you. I want more. I want to be your girlfriend.” I looked down at her. She was so tiny, barely five feet, with those full lips slightly parted and her small tits rising and falling quickly under the bikini top. My cock twitched. Part of me wanted to say yes immediately. But I knew myself too well.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. “Carly, you’re amazing. The past few weeks… have been incredible. You’re sexy, you’re eager, and you make me lose my mind. But I’m not gonna lie to you. I’m a 19-year-old guy with two sisters close in my age. Their friends are always around, hot ones, mostly. And yeah, most of them want to fuck. I’ve already hooked up with a couple before you. I like variety. I know I’ll cheat if we make this official. I don’t want to hurt you by pretending I won’t.”

She stared at me for a long moment, the waves crashing behind her. I expected tears, anger, maybe her storming off, a ruined weekend. Instead, she stepped closer, pressing her soft body against mine. Her

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