The sand bubbles and fizzles as the waves recede, leaving a hardened, compact surface for a couple seconds before it's drowned again by the incoming water.
Carolina's face is bright red and her hair is peppered with sand grains as she walks barefoot on the wet road left by the crashing waves. She holds her mismatched tennis shoes in one hand and her Zelda hoodie up in the other, struggling to protect herself from the sun.
She walks forwards and backward along the near-empty beach as if patrolling the area, traveling for a couple of minutes in one direction before turning and retracing her steps, repeating the journey over and over.
Despite the droning crash of waves, the salty whirl of wind, and the annoying caws of the seagulls above, the only sound the Asian seems to notice are the two voices coming from under a lone white umbrella on top one of the dunes. As she walks up and down the shore the voices alternate between a mere murmur to the more distinct sound of two kids being silly, inter-cut now and then with moans of pleasure or giggle tantrums.
During one of these approaches to the gravitational field surrounding the umbrella, Caro stops and rubs her aching shoulders. She grumbles in pain, takes a breath, and after a moment of self-encouragement, looks at the two nude figures laying underneath it.
Miguel's hand is busy between the black girl's legs as she lays on her back on her pink towel, taking selfies with her camera. They whisper words to one another and laugh, the boy smiling and posing for her pictures with his hand still buried inside her.
Caro looks away and groans again, albeit not because of her aching shoulders. She raises her green hoodie and resumes her patrol, walking along the beach for a few dozen feet when she suddenly hears her name being shouted in the distance.
"Hey!" Miguel yells waving at her to come closer. Caro looks around and sees the black girl walking towards the restaurants and hotels further inland, leaving the boy alone under their umbrella.
Caro waits until she's certain the girl won't return soon and walks in his direction. When she's a couple of steps away she throws her tennis under the shadow and lays her green hoodie on the sand a healthy distance away from him.
"Hey, how's it going?" she asks sitting on her knees on top her hoodie, trying not to stare too much at Miguel's body covered in sweat as he sits on the pink towel hugging his knees. His penis is erect but mostly out of sight, nestled between his skinny legs.
"Okay so far..." he says passing her the big water bottle. "She just came and went to the bathroom to clean before the second one."
Caro thanks him with a hum and takes a long, desperate gulp of the warm liquid. After what seems like an eternity she exhales in relief and passes the now half-empty bottle back to the naked boy.
He takes a gulp too and puts the bottle aside. He opens his mouth and moves his jaw sideways, preparing himself.
"I need to make her cum two more times if we want the rest of the escrow. Hopefully she cums quick." he chuckles "And hopefully I cum quick too so we can go eat at that place I mentioned. It's so good!"
Carolina nods, her stomach growling "Well, at least you'll be getting an appetizer soon." she says with a chuckle.
Miguel rolls his eyes "If anything eating pussy makes me hungrier." he suddenly remembers Caro's phone half-buried in the sand nearby. He perks up and shows it to her "Hey, you already have the first half of the payment! Why don't you go eat while I finish here?"
The girl shakes her head, refusing the phone "Nah, it's okay, I'll wait for you. I don't like eating alone." she taps her fingers on her knees, hesitates before adding "I hate eating alone…"
Miguel nods, knowingly "Yeah, me too..."
The two stay silent for a moment, watching at opposite sides of the scalding landscape, feet tapping sand and fingers drumming on knees.
Carolina looks around, sees no sign of the black girl yet, and moves closer to Miguel so the umbrella's shadow covers her completely.
She huffs from the heat and watches how he's now massaging his hands, the tips of his fingers still moist with the girl's juices. As she watches him her eyes constantly drift downwards to stare at his hairless penis which is now soft and nested between his thighs. She shuffles in place.
"Can I ask you a question?" she ventures.
"Um... Sure."
"How do you do it?" she motions in his general direction "You know... To have that much sex?"
He tilts his head, not understanding her question "Um... I watched some tutorials, asked other boys for suggestions." he shrugs "Lots of practice I guess..."
She rolls her eyes "No menso, I'm not asking how you have sex with 'this'," she points at his crotch "But with 'this'." she points at his head "I mean, isn't it all super... Impersonal? Cold...?"
He laughs "I don't think I've ever had sex in a cold place. I wonder how that's like… It would have to be on a movie theater, or inside a fridge, or..."
"You know what I mean." she interrupts, changing her position to sit hugging her knees "Come on Miguel, answer my question."
The boy wrinkles his nose, not knowing where to start. He looks at the ocean and the sea barrier further out with squinting eyes. The seagulls have found another garbage patch and are flocking around it.
"You have to, um... disconnect yourself from what you're doing, you know? As if your thoughts are an App running in the background… Or something." he shrugs, continues rubbing his fingers "So when... when I'm here with the client having sex, I'm not actually... 'here'... You know…?"
Miguel shrugs again, not sure he's making sense. Caro nods as she ponders his words.
"And... Have you ever had sex with someone who made you feel like you were, um..." she shrugs too "'Here'?"
Miguel looks up, recounting his long history of sexual encounters. He shakes his head.
"No, not really," he says. Then he realizes something "And I know I haven't because sex has never felt like this. How we are right now, just talking. Right now I feel… 'here'. You know…?"
Caro's smile widens, she nods.
"Yeah, I think I know…"
He nods too and adds as a side note "That's another reason why I like you." he immediately realizes what he just said and hurries to add "B-because of all the adventures we have!" he laughs "I-I mean, visiting houses is much more fun when I do it with you than with abuelita. She gets tired real quick..."
His voice trails off as he inspects Caro's face, worried he may have screwed things up.
But Caro's lips curve up into a gentle smile, her eyes fixed on his.
"I'm having fun too..." she says simply, then reshuffles to sit on her knees and exhales out loud "I mean, I'm melting here and my stomach is rumbling like crazy." she raises her arms "But at least we're not being chased by pirates or something."
Miguel chuckles, cautious. Caro joins him, cautious as well. But soon they're both genuinely laughing as they start to bounce more outlandish scenarios.
"Yeah, we could be chased by pirates... from Mars!"
"Uh, uh... And instead of a pirate ship, it's a pirate... submarine!"
"A nuclear-powered pirate submarine!"
"That transforms into a rocket!"
"Which the pirates will use to escape to Mars with... a princess they took hostage!"
"And only WE can stop them! And that's why they're chasing us!"
By now their excited yells and fits of laughter have overcome the sounds of the ocean so much they don't notice the black twelve-year-old girl appearing without warning.
"Hello! Seems you're both having fun!" says the petite girl sitting under the umbrella, derailing their conversation. She immediately extends a hand to Caro "Hey! I'm Rebecca! But everyone calls me Becks. What's your name!?"
Caro struggles to control herself, battling with both the inertia of her laughter and the overwhelming instinct to run away and bury herself in the sand. She coughs with a hand on her mouth and manages to shake the girl's palm with the other.
"C-Carolina. Hey..." she pants out of breath, recoiling her hand almost immediately when their handshake ends. Without waiting for an answer she turns and motions to leave.
Rebecca doesn't flinch from seeing her stand up. She just smiles and moves closer to Miguel and places her hands on his shoulders, causing him to jolt.
Caro stops in her tracks.
"Pleased to meet you!" says Rebecca hugging the naked boy "I've been meaning to talk to you and perhaps get to know you better, but things got in the way… Like his hands!" she says with a laugh, shaking Miguel's shoulders slightly. He smiles but looks away from Caro, embarrassed.
Becks waits for a reaction but neither of the two say a word. She continues, unfazed.
"Anyway, me and, um... what did you say was your name was again...? Miguel! Yes! Miguel was about to eat me out if that's okay with you. But hey! I noticed you've been waiting for him out under the sun!" she pouts "You sure you don't want to wait here in the shadow...? There's plenty of space!"
Rebecca motions at the sand with her arm as if she were a real estate agent introducing a hot new property to a potential client. She hugs Miguel again and bites her lower lip.
"And while you're here, perhaps join us...?"
The boy glances at the Asian girl who stands frozen like a deer under headlights. She looks at Rebecca who stares back with hungry eyes, then at Miguel who shakes his head almost imperceptibly.
A drop of sweat falls off Carolina's nose. She turns to the ocean and is forced to squint from the powerful glare of the sun. She nods.
"Um... Y-yeah, I can stay until you finish..." she says placing her hoodie back on the sand and sitting slowly on top of it. Then hurries to add "But I WON'T participate! Um, no offense..."
But Becks doesn't seem to mind, a mischievous grin across her face. She giggles in excitement and hugs Miguel closer.
"None taken! We can talk and get to know each other while he works his magic on me. My God, he's so good! You wouldn't think so from just looking at him, am I right?" she laughs "I'm so envious of all the sex you guys have."
Both Caro and Miguel stiffen at the same time. They shake their heads almost in synchrony.
Rebecca jolts, genuinely surprised "Oh! I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were siblings..." she pauses as the two continue shaking their heads "Oh, you're not? Uh… So you're just... 'friends'."
She stays quiet for a moment, her hands wandering around Miguel's chest, fiddling absentmindedly with his nipples.
Caro stares at Rebecca's hands with fiery eyes, then realizes the black girl is watching her and looks elsewhere.
"Hope I can be your friend too..." says Becks in a whisper. She presses her face against Miguel's cheek and speaks by his ear just loud enough for Caro to listen "Hey wonder boy, I'm all clean now and ready when you are. Do you need to rinse yourself first? No...? Great!" she giggles, beaming from excitement "Let's get started…!"
To be continued…
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