The summer sun blazed overhead, rays beating down on the pristine expanse of golden sand. Everywhere Jenna looked, bronzed bodies in tiny slips of fabric lounged on colorful towels, soaking up the delicious warmth.
The 22-year-old blonde stretched out her own lithe form on an oversized beach blanket, digging her toes into the grainy sand. Her emerald green bikini hugged her subtle curves, the triangles of fabric barely concealing her most intimate areas.
Jenna pushed designer sunglasses up the bridge of her pert nose and gazed out at the scene around her, drinking in the eye candy. Shapely women of all hues dipped their toes in the surf, giggling as waves lapped at their toned calves. Pert breasts bounced tantalizingly as girls dove for volleyballs or jogged along the water’s edge.
A group of stunning brunettes played frisbee nearby, long tanned legs pumping as they leapt and dove for the flying disc. Each leap caused their barely-there bikini bottoms to ride up, giving tantalizing peeks of rounded cheeks.
Further down the beach, a buxom blonde was oiling up her phenomenal curves, hands lingering on the lush swells of her breasts. The sight made Jenna’s mouth suddenly feel dry. She licked her lips, feeling an insistent throbbing between her legs.
She knew she shouldn’t. Knew she could get in big trouble if anyone caught her. But surrounded by so much gorgeous female flesh stretched out like an all-you-can-eat buffet… The temptation proved too great to resist.
Subtly, Jenna reached down to the crotch of her bikini bottoms. She tugged the lycra aside and snaked a hand inside, fingers meeting silky wet heat. Jenna let out a quiet gasp as she slicked a finger over her hardening clit, eyes fluttering behind her shades.
She settled in, keeping her movements slow and subtle, just a gentle rocking of her wrist. As she circled and teased her swollen pearl, Jenna continued admiring the jaw-dropping visuals surrounding her.
Two leggy redheads laughed together as they rubbed suntan oil on one another, hands stroking and gripping bronzed skin. One girl’s fingertips dipped teasingly into the other’s cleavage as the recipient bit her plump lower lip. Jenna rubbed her clit faster, going a little cross-eyed behind her sunglasses.
Hips rocking into her touch, Jenna pictured the statuesque duo ditching their tops and letting those heavy globes swing free. She imagined sauntering over and boldly twirling her fingers around those stiff pink peaks, making the owners gasp and moan. Her other hand would slide down the back of their skimpy bikini bottoms and…
“Eep!” Jenna suddenly squeaked as a rogue beach ball landed beside her head. She quickly yanked her hand from her bottoms, heart pounding. That had been too fucking close! Would have served her right though for being such a perv.
Forcing herself to take a break before someone really did notice and called the cops, Jenna rolled onto her stomach and enjoyed the sun. The heat on her back and shoulders soon lulled her into a light doze, stray erotic thoughts still playing through her mind.
She came to sometime later, realizing with a jolt that her bikini bottoms were soaked through with her juices. And she was still so fucking horny she thought she’d die if she didn’t get off soon. Biting her lip, Jenna reached down and snuck her hand back where it longed to be.
She rubbed her aching clit in tight circles, thighs trembling with the effort to keep still. So many babes still frolicked around her, looking like Victoria’s Secret models come to life. Jenna felt dizzy with want, her core pulsing and clenching in need.
Bracing herself on her elbows, Jenna thrust three fingers into her dripping pussy, fucking herself with harsh jerks of her wrist. Wet squelching sounds filled the air but she didn’t give a damn. She had to cum, NOW…
Yet fate had other ideas. “Jenna!” a familiar voice called from behind her. “Fancy seeing you here!” Jenna froze in surprise, yanking her hand out of her bottoms and turning beet red. Of all the people in the world to catch her now…
She sat up quickly and surreptitiously rubbed her wet fingers in the sand, heart drumming. “Oh, hey Hannah! Hey Riley! What a… surprise!”
Hannah, aka Jenna’s cousin and roommate in their shared apartment, and Riley, Hannah’s boss at the cafe, stood there in their uniforms, the hems cut shorter than usual. Perhaps it was just the aftereffects of her arousal, but Jenna could have sworn she glimpsed the lower curves of Riley’s lush ass cheeks peeking out. And was Hannah’s skirt riding up in the back too?
The pair regarded Jenna with bemused expressions, and she prayed they hadn’t seen her… indisposed. Especially since she and Hannah had secretly fooled around a few times. No one else knew about those stolen intimate encounters. And Jenna always thought the curvy cafe owner was cute, with her thick thighs and all.
“Looks like you’re really enjoying your day off,” Riley purred, eyes twinkling with mirth. She adjusted her floppy sun hat. “Soaking up all that golden sunshine.”
“Uh, yeah! Nothing like a beach day, am I right?” Jenna babbled nervously, wanting to tug her bikini into place.
Before Jenna could stop her, Riley reached out and adjusted the ties on Jenna’s bikini top. Her fingers grazed Jenna’s sides, sending an electric shiver through her. The skimpy triangles of fabric shifted, barely covering Jenna’s stiff nipples. Riley winked at her. “There, that’s better.”
Jenna was left speechless, pulse pounding and core throbbing. She wanted Riley to touch her again. Wanted those confident hands to explore every inch of her body. Wanted to find out if the cafe owner tasted as sweet as the treats she sold.
“Well, we won’t keep you,” Hannah said, grinning ear to ear like the cat that got the cream. “You just… carry on with whatever you were doing.”
She and Riley shared a smirk before sauntering off, leaving a tempted, aroused Jenna in their wake.
As she watched Hannah and Riley walk away, Jenna’s gaze zeroed in on the luscious curves of their asses. Swallowed by arousal, she was sure she could see where Riley’s plump lower cheeks escaped her shortened uniform skirt. And Hannah’s sexy cheeks were just as visible, bouncing at her direction with each step.
Jenna licked her lips unconsciously, remembering the tantalizing brush of Riley’s fingers on her overheated skin. How she wanted more of that. More of her.
Unable to help herself, Jenna slid her hand back into her bottoms and resumed circling her slick, needy clit. She rubbed herself recklessly, driving her fingers back into her sopping hole as she imagined being sandwiched between those two tempting bottoms.
Hips bucking, Jenna pictured Riley’s thick thighs clamped around her head as she ate the curvy girl’s pussy like a starving woman. At the same time, Hannah would bury her face between Jenna’s legs, slurping obscenely as she tongue-fucked her Lyft deep.
The filthy fantasy sent Jenna hurtling over the edge. Biting her lip to stifle her moans, she came hard all over her trembling fingers, juices dripping onto the sand below. Panting and sated, Jenna collapsed back onto her towel, limp and spent.
After recovering her wits, Jenna gathered her belongings and headed for the parking lot with a satisfied smirk. She couldn’t wait to get home and bring herself to even greater heights as she relived today’s unexpected events.
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