0 comments/ 8291 views/ 3 favorites A Few Good Girls Ch. 05-01 By: little_asian_cherry Part 1 "Well, as much as I'd love to watch you two have wild, kinky lesbian sex," Wanda said, pulling her naked body up off the couch, her large breasts swaying significantly with the motion, "It's about time we headed to the beach." Jess, also naked, was sitting in the middle of the couch, and I, naked of course, was laying back with my legs wrapped around her. She was leaning over me, her blonde head resting between my presently very sensitive C-cups, and her spit-slick fingers working at my even-more-sensitive nipple. We'd gone out for breakfast and one thing led to another and, naturally, we were all totally naked and I was incredibly horny. Of course, I'm often incredibly horny, but I think the booze somehow significantly amplified the effect! Heck, just having Jess's hand under her so near my already wet pussy was causing me no end of ache. And her free hand playfully fondling my nipple certainly didn't help. "Are you good to drive?" Jess asked, pulling herself upright, abandoning my breast, her tan-line free little A-cups springing as she rose. I whimpered lightly and she glanced back down at me with a smile. "Ya, I'm fine. I had less than you two. A lot less than Cindy." Wanda raised an eyebrow at me and shook her head, walking out and toward her bedroom. "Come on, let's get dressed." "Let's go, Cindy." Jess said, her hand sliding up my thigh, toward my wet, hungry, waiting slit, "There'll be plenty of time for this... " She paused pointedly as she easily slid a single finger, still slick with her spit from teasing my nipple, fully into me, causing me to gasp at her touch once more, " ...later." She grinned, pulling it out as she stood and followed after Wanda. I lay for a moment on the couch, still heady both from Jess's deft hands and the earlier booze, and seriously considered the prospect of just getting myself off real quick. I could slide a few fingers in so easily, and back out, and across my aching clit, and in and... "Cindy, stop playing with yourself and get dressed." Jess rolled her eyes at me as she walked back into the living room and over to the recliner. After a second of digging through our discarded clothes from this morning, she threw my bikini top to me. "Come on!" I held onto the top as she pulled me up off the couch. Following her still-naked body into Wanda's room, where our new clothes were stashed from yesterday's trip to the mall, I wiped my wet fingers on my leg, suddenly worried. It hadn't even occured to me I was actually doing that... Going to the beach in a skimpy bikini was clearly not going to end well... "Jesus, you two, get dressed already." Wanda had her bottoms on and was messing with the straps of her top. As I looked at her, she seemed to be spilling out of the top somewhat significantly. And even in the relatively dim light of the bedroom, her fiery red landing strip shone easily through her bottoms, right above the somewhat pointed camel toe. "Uh, Wanda, about your bikini..." I started, putting my top around my chest as Jess rooted through the bags for her own swim wear. Wanda had tossed them in the closet and Jess seemed to be getting frustrated at the clothes hanging in her way. She pulled out my bottoms and tossed them onto the bed. "Ya, ya, ya, I know, it's riding up in my crotch and in my ass, and my stupid hair is obvious and the stupid top is too small." She sighed. "This is what I get for letting Jess convince me to rush out of there..." "Ya, you're the one who really got the sucky end of that trip..." I glared over at Jess, now holding her own bikini in one hand, but still just standing there naked, looking at a short black skirt hanging with a white blouse. "Can I wear this?" She grinned over at Wanda, "It'd be so... school girl-y!" Wanda rolled her eyes. "No, you cannot wear my work clothes to the beach. Get dressed already!" Wanda roughly slid the closet closed, forcing Jess back. "Okay, okay..." Jess wrapped the top around her, tying it quickly before bending down to slip into the bottoms, "I guess my bikini looks pretty awesome, anyways." She tugged the plain white bottoms skillfully into her butt, giving her a perfect little wedgie to show off its shape. The hastily tied matching top looked surprisingly securely strapped for something she'd wear, but I wasn't certain exactly how clingy the fabric might get when wet. I picked up the eensy little g-string I'd ended up with and managed to twist it in every conceivable way, except the proper one, trying to get it on. I futzed with it until Jess took pity and easily fixed it, pulling the back up and into my butt crack with a grin. "Well, that'll hafta do." Wanda shrugged and shooed us out of the bedroom. "Can you grab us some towels, Jess?" She said before correcting herself, "No, I'll grab them." She went into the bathroom and came back with a pile, which she handed to me. "Knowing Jess, she'd've come back naked with two hand towels and we'd've never noticed until we were halfway there." Jess shrugged like we'd missed our chance and we all headed out and down to the car. "I think you just date John for his nifty private beach." I said as we piled in. Wanda was of course driving, and I managed shotgun for a change. Jess sat in the back and leaned up between the seats. "Well, we do fuck there a lot, it's true." Wanda said, pulling out of the garage. "The sand doesn't bother you?" I shifted, the seat uncomfortable on my effectively bare butt. "Nah, it's actually kinda comfy, molds to you, you know?" Jess said from the back seat, "Perhaps Wanda and John will give us a demonstration!" She grinned. "Ya fucking right." Wanda stuck out her tongue. "Besides, John is bringing his buddy Nick, some surfer guy. Maybe he can help Cindy see it for herself!" "Um, ya, I dunno about that one." I raised my eyebrow. The scratchy seat had been doing plenty to bring me down from my earlier state, but now my still-tipsy mind couldn't help picturing getting pounded by random-surfer-dude. I shifted again and the tiny bottoms slipped up my slit, roughly prying my lips apart. I swallowed hard, my eyes flickering. I had to stop squirming, this was bad. I reached down, tugging the fabric out, my fingers hesitating as they brushed against my hot, wet flesh. I fought the urge and just pulled the bottoms back into place, bringing my hand back out to a safe distance as quickly as I could. "I'll take him if Cindy's not interested!" Jess offered. "No." Wanda replied abruptly, "He's for Cindy." "What?" I looked over quizzically, mental picture still pounding. Jess pouted. "Well, then I'll be lonely. Give me your phone and I'll call Dave." Wanda grabbed her phone from the pocket in the door and handed it back. "Dave?" "From the theme park." She sat back and started dialing. "You mean that guy with the Chester the Molester mustache?" I looked back at her and she had the phone to her ear. Damnit, now it was Dave pounding the imaginary me. How could that ever be a turn on? "Hey, I didn't hear you guys complain when you licked his cum off my tits! Oh, hi Dave, didn't realize you'd answered!" She smiled at me, "No, we're not talking about you." Pause. "Ya, they lick cum off my tits alllll the time." Pause, and my mental picture shifted to Jess's chest. I shook off another flicker as I pulled my sneaky hand out from between my legs. The beach was certainly going to be fun. "I do, I do... Hey, wanna come at the beach with us?" Pause. "No, I'm pretty sure I mean 'at'..." It sounded like he was somewhat unsurprisingly interested in coming. She gave him the details, a few more lines of "Oh, you don't need to bring anything, I'm sure we can find something to stuff our faces with..." then hung up the phone and handed it forward. "He says he'll be there in an hour. He's gotta take the bus." "What, is his super sweet moped in the shop?" Wanda glanced back at her, pulling over. "We're already here?" I asked as Wanda turned off the car. "Ya, and John and Nick won't be showing up for another hour either, so we've got the place to ourselves for a bit." We weren't really parked at the beach. I mean, it's a bit cliffy in this area, so we were up from the beach, which wasn't exactly a beach, really, more like a small wedge of sand nested between two cliffs. It was a short walk through the trees to the path down, and the walk down was half a climb, but it really was nice one you got to the water. And it made it, you know, 'secluded.' "Well, with an hour to go, I think I will work on my tan lines." Jess said, plopping her towel down on a large rock at the end of the path and deftly removing her seemingly secure, plain white top to bare her totally tan-line-free breasts. She dropped the top on her towel and her bottoms shortly followed. "Or my lack thereof, as the case may be." I shrugged. I've always had something of a noticeable farmer's tan from always wearing t-shirts, a pretty clear line on my upper arm where the skin changes shades. Even though my skimpy bikini wouldn't really leave any lines more visible than that, I followed suit, smiling as I pulled that string out of my butt, sending a kind of surprising shiver up my spine. The darn thing got horribly twisted up in the process, but I just shrugged. "You know what, why not? We've got an hour, right?" "Right!" Jess smiled as I popped off my top. I left my top and the twisted mess of my bottoms next to Jess's outfit and followed her down the beach toward the fire pit to go lay naked in the sun. "Care to join us?" Jess looked back at Wanda, who was unrolling her towel between me and one of the logs around the fire pit. "Nah, John likes tan lines." She said, laying down next to me. "Then you should try to always tan in the same outfit. It makes'em sharper." Jess offered, to which Wanda gave a verbal shrug. After a while, I got bored. I don't know why, but laying there, naked on my back on the beach wasn't terribly interesting. So my mind wandered. As I lay back, I pulled up my knees, spreading them out a little. Then I tried lifting them up and onto my chest. "Ya, I can see getting fucked like this." I broke the silence, spreading my knees apart above me as I pictured the pounding again. "I think someone needs to go for a nice, brisk swim!" Jess laughed and I glanced down at the water. "We still got half an hour, go for it." Wanda caught my inquiring look. "Skinny dipping it is!" I smiled, heading down the beach. I walked out there to find that brisk was certainly the word. The water gave me a chill as it sucked my feet into the sand, but it definitely wasn't too cold to swim. I made it out about thigh height when I glanced back. Jess had gotten up and was putting on her bikini. I shrugged and kept heading out until I reached waist depth. The waves crashed against my stomach, and the splash of the surf felt great on the hot skin of my bare breasts. I dove forward and under the water, pushing out deeper with a few easy strokes. I looked back again and Jess was gone. I frowned, curious, and swam lazily back toward the shore. Making the short trek up to Wanda, the hot sun felt so good on my wet, naked body as the cool water dripped off me, even though my hair was clinging annoyingly to my bare skin. I walked just past her, but didn't see Jess anywhere on the beach. Turning back toward Wanda, I cocked my head and my hips to the side and looked down at her quizzically, trying to gather up my disobient hair to wring it out. "Where'd she go?" I asked. "Oh, you're back? My phone rang and she went up to the road. Why?" Wanda didn't even open her eyes as she lay there, soaking in the heat. "Geez, Cindy, just gotta show off, don'tcha?" I heard Jess behind me and turned, my hands still wringing out my wet hair. She was standing next to Dave, staring, wearing his trunks and a sleeveless white under shirt, at me, wearing nothing at all. The towels and my outfit were up at the head of the beach, well behind the two of them. My eyes widened at Jess, and my hands flew in front of me, covering my suddenly increasingly wet, clean-shaven crotch and my dark nipples, hardening in what was obviously just the chill from having my back to the sun. "Jesus, Jess!" I gaped at her and Dave, his eyes scanning my barely-covered figure. "As you can see, Dave, Cindy is now all clean-shaven, just like you!" I glanced down at the clear buldge in his shorts as they walked down to me. Jess giggled when she caught my eyes, pointing at his face, "Up here, cutie!" His goofy mustache was gone. "Ah, so I see." I glanced back down at his buldge as the hand between my thighs felt the hot, slippery wetness along the edge of my lips. My head was pounding. Well, that is to say, there was some pounding happening, and, much to my dismay, it was all in my head. "At least, I think that's all..." Jess looked at Dave's trunks suspiciously as the two of them walekd up uncomfortably close to poor, naked me. She reached out, slipping her hand down the front of his shorts. She looked thoughtfully into space as she groped around with unnecessary inefficiency then nodded at me, "Ya, just the face." She wholy neglected to slip her hand back out. "Great to see you again!" He held out his hand. My eyes moved from Jess resting calmly in his shorts to his outstretched hand. Jess rolled her eyes. "Come on, Cindy. He literally just saw everything. Why even cover up?" I bit my lip. It really was no worse than what he'd seen yesterday. But still. I hadn't been shaved yesterday. I pulled my arm off my chest, hesitantly, and smiled, taking his hand. "Nice to see you again." I shook it firmly, his eyes darting between my bare chest and the hand I hadn't moved. "I suppose I ought to get dressed." I nodded toward my swimsuit sitting on the rock up the beach. "No rush." Jess smiled, her hand still shamelessly checking his shave as I shook my head and walked around them. I hastily made my way to my swimwear and picked up the tiny bottoms, still twisted and tangled. I started unwinding them, my bald little beaver hidden with my back turned to Dave. "I woulda started with the towel." Jess commented as they came up behind me, watching me grow increasingly frustrated with the thin, knotted piece of fabric. "Oh ya, huh?" I accidently dropped the tangled bottoms and quickly bent over to grab them. I paused as I realized that, with my feet apart and my legs mostly straight, Dave just got a peak at the one thing I'd been mostly able to hide. I tried to shake the pounding out of my head, but that just made me stand there longer. Which just made the pounding worse. I was a deer in headlights. I opened my eyes and looked back between my legs, my face peering through just below my well-exposed, hungry little pussy, and looked at Jess. "That's why you were fully dressed when he showed up and I was naked, right?" I felt a shiver, frozen in place with my hands resting on the bikini bottoms. "You want me to strip?" Jess cocked her head at me. "Oh, I'll take it all off right now." She ripped her hand from Dave's trunks, the waist snapping back with the head of his very hard cock peaking out. She hooked her thumbs into her own bottoms and tugged emphatically down an inch or two, just a hair above baring herself. "No, I wouldn't want you to be embarrased about your inferior shave." I looked down at the thong, just then noticing that I had my back very steeply arched, and that I was twisting my hips back, too. I hadn't even realized how hard my body was working to point my rapacious little pussy right at Dave. I made the clearly wise decision to keep it that way for as long as possible and started untangling the thong while still bent over. "Hey, Ross said mine was smoother." Jess scoffed. "That's not what I remember." I got the bottoms righted, stepped into them and straightening up. "Maybe we should ask for verification?" I grabbed the top and hesitated. With that self-same presence of mind and clearly deliberate modesty, I whipped around, smiling at Dave peaking out his shorts, who was smiling back at my bared chest. My heart was racing. "We should!" Jess nodded agreeably. "Dave?" She pulled her bottoms down another inch and her clean-shaven slit came into view. She grabbed his hand and led it between her thighs, but even with Jess's softness to play with he seemed barely able to tear his eyes from my chest. I pulled the top around my tits, struggling to tie it in back, and he finally looked down. "You know, I think my freshly-shaven lip is smoother." He smiled. "We should try rubbing them together." Jess laughed, "You'll hafta compare to Cindy, too!" She grinned at him, then frowned at me as I sighed, fumbling with my top still. "Here, sweetie, let me." She offered, pulling Dave out from between her thighs. She tugged up her bottoms and stepped around me. "I guess we've oogled you enough already, I'll just go ahead and help put this on properly for you..." She said, deftly tying my top snugly around my chest. "So I take it the busses are running a little early?" I said, finally dressed. "No, it was actually a little late?" He shook his head, looking sidelong at Jess. "Um, no? You weren't supposed to show up for another..." Now I looked sidelong Jess. "Oops?" She grinned, spinning around and heading over to Wanda, who was still laying in the sun down the beach. "I presume the nudity was her idea?" Dave smiled apologetically, casually shuffling himself back into his trunks as he turned after her. "She certainly didn't stop me." We headed down the beach. Jess patted a spot on the log next to Wanda and Dave sat down. Jess sat in the sand by his foot, barely fitting between Wanda's legs and the log. I plopped down on the other side of Wanda, my knees up in front of me as I sat my nearly effectively butt in the sand. "So, I can see Wanda isn't as clean-shaven as the rest of us, eh?" Dave smiled. Wanda glowered. "So, what did you bring for our picnic, Dave?" "Um, Jess said..." He started, looking down at Jess. "You brought everything I wanted." She grinned and lifted an arm up under his thigh to pointedly pat him on his still-prominent erection. She let her hand rest on his leg, pulling it gently over to her shoulder. "And now you get to mooch just like these two." Wanda smiled slightly. "And what did you bring?" I poked her arm accusingly. "Apparently I brought the entertainment." She pulled up onto her elbows and nodded at Jess, whose hand, so casually resting on Dave's thigh only a second ago, had already worked its way up his baggy trunks. Jess just grinned. "So, uh, when's everyone else showin' up?" Dave asked, his voice cracking as Jess's fingers plainly wrapped around his cock inside his shorts. "Oh, this is it. Just you and us girls." She grinned, her hand pulling down on his very stiff shaft. As she bent it outward I raised my eyebrows as its size became apparent. It looked ready to more than just peak out the top of his trunks. He, too, raised his eyebrows as her hand slowly began to slide up and down. "Uh..." He started, causing Jess to giggle. "Oh, hush, my boyfriend will be along shortly with a buddy of his." Wanda shook her head, looking up the beach. "And speak of the devil." She nodded toward the path, sitting up the rest of the way. "Aw." Jess stood, stroking her hand up Dave's cock one last time before deftly slipping its head back out the top of his shorts as she wriggled her arm out the bottom. I looked pointedly down at the flesh peeking out from the bottom of his plain, sleeveless white undershirt and he huffed, tucking himself back in once more. I turned to see John and his surfer friend Nick come down the beach, each carrying a surfboard. John also had a shopping bag, presumably full of food and supplies to make lunch. As the only one not in swimwear, John had on some regular shorts and an open flannel shirt. A Few Good Girls Ch. 05-01 Nick was in nothing but a speedo. Let me tell you, of the very few people in the world who deserve to wear a speedo, this guy ranked quite well. His legs and abs were tight and smooth without being too defined, and his tan skin was ever-so-slightly darker than his goofy beach-bum hair. There was a pounding in my head once more. I glanced over at Jess she just grinned at me. "Hey guys!" Wanda waved as she got up, and Nick waved back. John raised the bag at us amiably. "Dogs sound good?" He asked, walking up to the logs around the fire pit. "Sound great!" Jess grinned, turning to Dave, "By the way, this is Dave, he will be hanging out on your beach and eating your food with absolutely no shame!" "Uh, ya, nice to meet you." John set down the shopping bag and surfboard. "This is Nick. Oh, ya, and I'm sorry, but we'll hafta leave before too long, we've both got a licensing exam today." "On Sunday?" Wanda look questioningly at him. "They're always on the weekends. Apparently, some people work during the week. Who knew?" Nick grinned. "So, surfboards?" I smiled up at Nick and dropped my knees to the side, my heart fluttering with the gentle tease of my thighs brushing together as I moved, and glanced back at the water. "Don't those need, like, surf?" "Well, ya, but, you know, Wanda said you girls weren't much for surfing, and, you know, I figure, you can learn the basics better on calmer water, get a handle on things." He smiled at me. "Cindy would love to get a handle on things out there." Jess said, assuringly. "Oh ya? You want me to give you some knowledge?" Nick looked at me, and I smiled sweetly back. I fought my legs as they tried to squirm again, aching for a touch, any touch. Pounding, indeed. "Oh ya!" Jess nodded. "You should definitely give it to her!" "Let's do it!" Nick picked up a board under his free arm and headed toward the water. I looked over at Jess, who pointed after him. I bit my lip as I noticed the back of his speedo looked just as good as the front, but that observation just made the front that much more... appetizing. I caught up to Nick as he stepped out into the water, dropping the board and nudging it over to me. I glanced back. The other four were now sitting around the empty fire pit, paying no attention to the two of us. "So you don't know how to surf?" He asked, leading me out deeper. I was hunched over slightly to push the surfboard along. My hair was still wet and clung to my back, freeing up a rather flattering shot of my cleavage, which is just where I caught his eyes as I looked up at him. "Uh, no, I'm not, like, a water person so much..." I smiled as his gaze darted up. We were about waist deep as he came to a stop. "Oh ya? Can you, like, swim okay?" He asked, sounding worried. "Ya, I'm fine with that, just, like, I dunno." I paused, screwing up my face. "So, like, how do I get on this thing?" "It's easy. You just... like... get on..." He looked at the board quizzically and I started to doubt his teaching credentials. "Like... climb on, I mean..." He continued to stare for a moment, then looked up at me. "You know?" "Ya, okay..." I pulled it around sideways to try. I looked down and began to stare at it too. It wasn't working. "Go ahead." He smiled at me and I frowned. Some teacher. I pulled the board sideways in front of me, reaching across and laying my weight on it. My breasts, warmed and dried from the sun and kept back out of the water until now, pressed against the hard surface as the board tilted, a gush of shockingly cool water shooting up my front and a tingle of shivers shooting down my spine. It tipped further as I heaved up on it, and as I hurriedly and haphazardly scooted along to get stable I felt my strapless top roll right down off my tits. I lifted my chest quickly, nearly upsetting myself, and hesitated for the briefest second before hastily pulling the strip of fabric back into place, tugging it around my dark nipples. Dave may have seen plenty just moments ago, but I wasn't quite ready to just start baring it all to every guy I met, regardless of how good he may look in a speedo! Nick smiled at me. "Nicely done. You should always do it that way." He grinned. "So, uh, can you, you know, turn forward?" I glared up, only slightly annoyed at his uselessness, then pushed myself around on the board. I roughly jerked it with my arms, swinging my legs up and spreading them to straddle the board in one quick motion. In response, the darn thing all but capsized, prompting Nick to catch me with one hand on my shoulder and the other firmly on my mostly-bare ass. "Thanks..." I smiled at him as he helped steady me. "No problem. That's what I'm here for!" He smiled back, his hand sliding down my backside and resting on the board behind me just so close that his fingertips could remain quite obviously on my crack. It was all I could do not to smile. "Now what?" I looked out at calm waters. "Well, I guess you should try paddling, ya?" He nodded, frowning at the lack of waves. "Just, you know, lean forward and paddle with your arms. I can, uh, keep you stable, I suppose." "Thanks..." I leaned forward, my butt sliding along his fingertips. Shivers tickled along my spine as he brushed along my crack, my cheeks tightening around his fingertips in an unwanted, involuntary response. I glanced back, shy at my obvious reaction to his touch. He'd clearly noticed. "Um... I just do it like this, then?" Bending forward with my legs spread wide across the board and his hand still resting on my bare skin, I reached into the water and paddled, barely moving. Oops, my hands were inadvertantly sideways... that didn't work at all... "Hmm, that's odd. Maybe you should lean down more?" Nick looked confused as my repeated strokes failed to pull me away from his hand. "I usually lay flat on the board." He shrugged. "Like this?" I asked, pressing my belly down, rotating my hips to draw his fingertips along the last of my crack, making soft but definite contact with fabric that likely would have been damp even if I wasn't out in the water. I shivered, partly from my chest pressing once more into the cold board, but mostly from his fingers tracing delicately along the subtle crease in that tiny triangle of cltoh between my thighs. "Um, ya, try it now." His eyes couldn't tear themselves away from my ass. "Enough time left for me to learn some too before you've gotta go?" Jess smiled, cruising up on the other board, lifting her chest to expose the utter and complete transparency of her wet top. Being so tan all the time, her nipples are unusually subtle when she's topless. The thin, sheer fabric of the bikini top clung to that skin slightly differently than the rest of her skin, though, and the light bounced in a slightly different way, and they seemed to stand out much, much more than if she was topless. Nick managed to draw his eyes from my ass to her chest, stepping back from my board, but still not taking his hand away. I looked down at him and sadly couldn't see much through the water, but I figured something was definitely going on in that speedo. "Oh, sure, ya, we've got plenty of time. Hey, the more the merrier, you know?" He smiled at her, and she smiled at me. "You seem to be doing fine on the board so far... Jess, right?" Jess nodded with an mm-hmm, and he looked out at the water. "There's a ship going by, so we should at least have some little bumpy waves soon. I guess you could both try standing?" "Alright!" Jess grinned, pulling her legs up. "Let's do it!" She made it halfway to standing before the board flew out in front of her and she flew backwards into the water. "Um, here, let me help." He slipped off me and got her up, following her out to her board. I watched as she took another dive, pushing her board out further. It didn't take much for it to get pretty far out from me, and Nick along with her. I sighed and lay flat on my board, watching her direct his hands to the ideal spots for him to grip to help hold her up. One hand between her thighs and the other squarely on her ass. And I thought she was going to let me have him. I glanced behind me at the shore where Dave was talking to Wanda and John. As I looked back, Wanda suddenly undid her top, dropping it off her large D-cups and baring her chest directly to Dave. I raised an eyebrow at first, but then figured she was showing off her tan. She talks about her "tan lines" but they're really not very sharp. Maybe Jess was right about always trying to wear the same outfit. Of course, Dave didn't seem to have any major problems with them. And it seemed like John was perfectly happy showing off his girlfriend's tits to a total stranger, too. They were just sitting there talking, and John kept pointing at what I figured were the tan lines. I think maybe Dave was having trouble seeing them. I looked back out at Nick and Jess. Jess was doing pretty good now, which meant that Nick was actually taking his hands off her. He glanced back at me and motioned for me to get up. I figured, what the hell, and pushed up, pulling my feet under me. I felt the board want to slip, but I knew I could manage to keep my balance on it as long as I stayed all squished up like I was. It just took smooth action to stay up, not, like, overreaction. Of course, my bottoms had slid up with my feet. As I tried to pull my knees forward to stand, the already tight little triangle pulled forward, too, drawing the string pressed between my cheeks along with a wonderfully tingly tickle until I felt the bottom-most tip of the triangle pressing between my lips. I paused, my feet not even forward enough to stand and my pussy already popping out of these bottoms, my heart fluttering at the tightness pressing into me. I reached a hand over, awkward and slow, trying to keep my balance while I attempted to pull the tiny piece of cloth out of my sensitive slit. I slid my fingers under the string, pulling it out and pushing them into my wet little pussy, sending a little shiver up my spine. I slid them up my slit easily, my fingers teasing the smooth, slick skin. I sighed as my fingertip pressed softly against my aching clit, lurching suddenly as I almost lost my balance on the tipsy surf board. I shook my head, snapping my hand away from the nearly irresistible temptation, trying desperately to ignore the little tringle of cloth that was now actually much more definitely spreading my lips open wide. I pushed my knees up until I was my feet, but still squated down. In my brief absence of mind, the board had spun slowly to leave me facing the shore. I breathed out, trying to settle the fluttering in my chest, trying to chase away the pounding in my head, and stretched out my arms for balance. I began to rise, smoothly, my tiny bottoms working themselves ever tighter into my hungry slit as if it was gobbling them up. Beneath it all, I actually felt kind of proud of myself of making it to standing as I slowly made it upright, albeit still a little shaky. I smiled and looked behind me just in time to see Jess toppled by a surprisingly large wave crest. It reached me a second later, sucking the board right out from under me and throwing me down knees-first into the water. My chest slapped against the surface, hard and stinging, and I groped for air for a few seconds before I remembered just how far out I wasn't and stood up, feeling stupid. Pulling the hair out of my eyes, I found my board drifting off toward Nick and Jess and I headed out after it. The cold spray of the still rolling waves against my numbly tingling breasts sent chills down my spine as I plodded slowly along, and my ever-more-tightly twisted bottoms sent those chills right back up with every step. Nick was headed out after Jess's board, and Jess was grinning at me as I slowly chased after mine. "Well, darn, Cindy!" Jess yelled loudly over to me as I reached my board, the waves still rocking it, but gentler now, "I knew I shouldn't've just used a slip knot for yer top!" Confused, I looked down at my chest, my eyes going wide as I found my numb and tingling perky C-cups were totally bare, my dark nipples standing out hard. That explained the chill of the spray. I looked back up to see Nick staring at me as he pulled in Jess's board. I quickly placed one arm across my chest, the other still gripping my board. I don't know if it was the tiny thong pressing so enjoyably uncomfortably into me, or the pounding in my head, or maybe the speedo, but when my hand slapped across my chest to cover my breast, it was all I could do to keep it from teasing at my painfully sensitive nipple. "Jess..." I held onto my board, my disobedient thumb ever so gently sliding along the top of my nipple, and looked vainly around for my top. "Why does this always happen to me?" I caught sight of Nick's eyes, the speedo popped into my head and I had to get my hand away from anything it could touch. I pulled it off my chest, reaching it across the board and quickly pulling my elbows in over my nipples to keep from baring myself to Nick as he came up alongside us. A Few Good Girls Ch. 05-02 Part 2 "Don't worry, Cindy, this kind of thing happens all the time." Nick reassured me, his eyes trying to stare right through my arms. "I bet you get to see a lot of nice titties surfing, huh?" Jess said, leaning casually on one end of my board as Nick brought the other one around next to it. She leaned a little harder, causing the board to tilt and me to lose my grip. I quickly reached out and grabbed it, baring my tits again. Jess smiled. "Well, no, not really." His eyes were locked on my chest as I draped one arm back across myself, concentrating on not moving my fingers. "I was just being nice. Normally people are very good about tying their stuff on tight." "I guess they don't have Jess tying their knots." I frowned at Jess and she grinned back. "Relax, sweetie, Nick's seen plenty of tits before." Jess gently pushed my arm away from my chest, and I almost lacked the will to resist. At this point, I probably almost lacked the will to resist anything she wanted. "And he saw already yours just now. Just, you know, go with it!" "What?" I looked over at Nick, his eyes on my chest, barely covered by my arms, then back at her, "Go with it?" "Ya, just go topless. Who cares? We're all adults here!" Jess smiled a big, friendly grin at Nick, who nodded agreably. "And, like I said, we've all seen'em. Nick saw'em just now, John saw'em last night, Dave saw plenty more than that not half an hour ago!" "I dunno, Jess..." I looked back to shore as Jess's recount of my recent exposure piled up more readily than I'd've liked. I looked up at Nick boring his hole through my arms, then down as my mind decided to bore a similar hole in his board. The booze was wearing thinner, though, and, as much as my tight little thong was winding me up, I wasn't anywhere ready to try out the form-fitting nature of sand. "C'mon, you were practically spreading your pussy for Dave earlier!" Jess looked up at Nick, "Oh! You shoulda seen her this morning at the cafe! She was -" "Shut up, Jess!" I shoved the board into her and she coughed. Nick caught my glare at her and swallowed loudly. "I could just get a shirt from shore." Nick offered, instantly receiving a dirty look from Jess. "Sure..." I almost hesitated, and had been seriously considering going without until Jess started on about this morning. And he really did just see them. That was kinda always Jess's excuse, but it was always a kinda good one. "I'll be right back." He smiled at me and passed his board over to Jess, charging inland. "Party pooper." Jess stuck her tongue out at me, leaning across the other board now. "And after you let him put his hands all over you." "Me? I saw him helping you stand up! Besides, it's not my fault he wants to help me cover up." I let my elbows drift out now as I leaned on my board. "Haha, you shoulda seen me 'grasping for a hold' under the water when he came over after I fell!" She grinned at me, "It's a shame that speedo is so tight, or you wouldn't be the only one missing clothing!" "Well, okay, that is something I'd certainly want to see. And touch. And taste." I grinned and Jess smiled, looking behind me. "Ah, so you're ready for it then?" Nick said as he set down Dave's t-shirt on my board, the gentle rocking of the waves instantly soaking it. "She's dying for it." Jess smiled as my eyes widened, "She just wants to stuff her face, you know?" I looked at Nick, licking my lips and smiling shyly, my face turning red as I unthinkingly neglected to cover my chest as Jess went on, "I think I do too, really." "There's plenty to go around." Nick nodded. "I think John brought more than enough dogs for everyone." I coughed, laughing. "Hot dogs! Yes! Of course!" I hurriedly picked up the shirt and turned away from Nick, struggling to pull the wet, sleeveless cotton over my bare skin. "What ever do you mean 'Of course?'" Jess mocked as I pulled on my shirt, "What else would you want to stuff into your mouth, Cindy?" "Thanks, Nick..." I turn back, looking down to verify that, yes, I was effectively just as topless as before. Gentlemanly as ever, Nick entirely refrained from looking anywhere but at my chest. "Don't mention it!" As he smiled at my breasts, I started to draw an arm across them, but the tiny bikini spreading things between my legs sent horrible thoughts into my head and, my heart fluttering, I decided instead to act like I thought I was covered. It almost seemed to mezmerize him more than just being topless. "You look great!" He grinned. "Definitely." Jess nodded as I smiled worriedly at her. We pushed the boards along and headed up to shore, Nick's eyes constantly darting to my chest. Every step twisted my bottoms, sending more shivers up to convince me the shirt was plenty of coverage. I reached down, tugging roughly at the bottoms, pulling the naughty thing out of me. My fingers threatened to linger too long when Jess shot me a grin, glancing down at where my hand was, and I pulled it back up out of the water. "My shirt fits okay?" Dave asked, smiling amicably at my tits as we came up to the lit fire pit and deposited our boards in the sand. "It's a bit tight in the chest." Jess replied, "But she'll live." "Hush, you." I glanced over at her as I sat down. All male eyes instantly became glued to my chest. "Here you go, dogs are already mostly done." John handed around hot dogs on buns as he cooked the last two for himself. "Nick and I should head out after we eat." He added. Jess grabbed the mayo as she took hers and sat down, but I generally prefer mine plain. "Well done, John." Nick said, chowing down across from me on a log next to Dave. "No dirty jokes, Jess?" Wanda asked, leaning out to look across me to Jess. "The hot dog penis analogy is too easy." Jess shook her head, swallowing a bite. She'd set her plate on the sand, giving her an easy excuse to spread her legs wide while she ate. I spied a rather pointed camel toe between her thighs, but a quick survey suggested all eyes still tended to stray to my chest whenever they had the chance to stray. That wouldn't last long, though. As small as the fire looked in the bright, midday sun, it was drying the shirt off quickly. I looked down to see all-but-opaque dry patches in several places, which just reinforced how transparent it was in the spots still clinging tightly to me. "Ya, Jess usually goes for the hard sell on that kinda thing." Dave agreed, "You want a dirty joke from her, you need to have something totally inapplicable, like a phone or something." "Haha, touch screens... 'I'm trying to get it going, but I just keep stroking it up and down and up and down and it just won't come!'" Jess laughed to a nod of approval from most of the males. All eyes finally on her, she took a big, sloppy bite of her hot dog, forcing a glob of mayo to spill out the other end and fall onto her stomach just above her bikini bottoms. "Oops!" She said, scooping it up by sliding a finger along under the thin fabric of her suit. Lifting it gingerly, she ran her tongue up her finger, snagging the glob on the tip of her tongue. She grinned, her tongue out, and the gooey blob fell again, dropping right into the crease of her camel-toe. "Oh no!" "Oops again, huh?" Wanda raised an eyebrow as Jess ran a finger along the already well-defined slit in her bottoms, spreading the mayo around and pushing the thin fabric deeper between her lips, all under the guise of wiping it up. "This was clearly accidental!" Jess looked around, grinning through her would-be shock, her legs wide as she continued to run her finger up and down her little slit. "Obviously!" I smiled, a little ambivalent over her ostentation, but more relieved than dissappointed that all eyes were no longer glued to my chest. "You know, the best thing to keep food stains from setting is enzymes. They breaks stuff down for you." Nick smirked. "Saliva is a great source for enzymes." "That's a great idea! Do you mind?" Jess twisted her open thighs toward Nick, gesturing where everyone was already staring, just in case anyone had missed it. "No problem!" Nick stood up immediately, his speedo entirely failing to cover his enthusiam. Wanda coughed hackingly, choking on her hot dog. "No! Absolutely not!" Wanda shouted as she managed to swallow her bite. She waved toward the water. "Go, go wash off, no eating out Jess while I'm eating my food. Her and Cindy did enough of that nonsense earlier." Jess smiled as she rose, turning and walking to the water. Even though Jess had walked off, Wanda's comment failed entirely to shift any male attention to me once Jess stopped only a few steps away from the group and bent down, knees locked, and slid her bottoms off. She twirled them on her finger as every eye watched her walk out to the water bottomless. Once she got out about knee deep she bent over, straight legged as before, and cleaned off the bikini. With her legs spread slightly, her tight little ass and bald beaver were plainly visible even from our distance. The guys were staring at her unashamedly, and between the food filling me up, the sun drying me out and this morning's drinking finally wearing thin, I was feeling more and more relieved to not be the center of attention. "Oops!" She said, raising empty hands in the air, sounding much less than panicked. "Where did it go?" She plainly made a show of groping in the water for her bottoms, accomplishing little more than showing off her bare ass a bit longer. "Seriously?" Wanda groaned, John's eyes glued to Jess's lower half as she trekked back inland. I spotted her biting her lip when her own eyes landed on John's quite apparent erection, though. "Seriously." I nodded, finishing off my hot dog. "Well, darn, guys. Looks like I lost my bottoms!" Jess smiled and shrugged, sitting beside me and reaching down to pick up the remainder of her own hot dog, her legs just as widely spread as when she'd still had some semblance of being covered. "I suppose you'll be wanting Dave's shorts off now?" Wanda smiled as Jess finished off her hotdog, her legs splayed wide the whole while. "Nah, her mouth is full." I smiled, and Jess choked a laugh through a mouthful of food. "Actually, I suppose I actually need to be dressed, now." Dave said, obviously attempting to sneakily shift his very stiff cock as he stood up. "I gotta go catch my bus, it's the last one to come out this way today." He looked over at me expectantly. "What?" I looked quizzically back up at him. "He needs his shirt back, sweetie." Jess said, plucking at the nearly dry fabric. Normally, I'd be embarrased just to walk around the house in something so thin, but it felt as protective as a thick jacket compared to earlier. Now I had to give it up. "Oh." I frowned. "Um, ya, sure, sorry." I sighed, standing up and hesitating slightly before crossing my arms in front of me and tugging off the shirt, the slightly damp cloth still sticking softly as I pulled it across my skin. I saw Wanda's eyes on John's lap again once I came free, his own eyes locked back on my chest along with the other two guys. The hot sun felt much warmer on my bare chest than the damp cotton, but with only the tiny g-string bottoms on I was practically naked now. Of course, Jess was next to me with her pussy literally wide open and her top nearly transparent, so I guess I was hardly out of place. Nevertheless, I quickly crossed an arm againt my breasts. At least my fingers were being more well-behaved by now. "Have a, uh, good one." Dave said, staring at my chest as he pulled on his shirt. I glanced at Jess and she almost looked hurt by his lack of attention to her and her spread legs. "So long, Dave!" Jess waved as he turned and headed up the beach. After a short second of John and Nick staring silently at our nakedness, she shouted after him "Sorry you didn't get a chance to watch Wanda and Cindy lick your cum off my tits this time!" "Oh my god, Jess, bring that up again why don't you?" I shook my head, smiling embarrasedly at Nick and John as Wanda coughed loudly to hide her grin. Nick shifted in his seat and I darted my eyes down to his speedo, smiling up at him as he caught my gaze. He looked down, inexplicably shy at having such an obvious hard-on with two mostly naked girls exposing themselves directly in front of him. "I just wanted to let Nick know what your favorite food was." Jess grinned, then frowned, "Oh, we're done eating..." She stood up. "Do you guys have to leave now?" "Oh, ya, actually -" John started to stand before Wanda put her hand on his shoulder and cut him off. "Why don't you three go hit the waves for a bit while we clean up? Theres no rush." She smiled at us and Nick shrugged, nodding. "Sounds like a plan." Nick got up, and I shot Wanda a quizzical look. She gave me back a glare. Jess and I went and picked up our boards, Jess with the usual flair she has when she's bottomless and me fumbling with one hand stupidly across my chest. We started back down the beach one more time. "Maybe we'll even lose the rest of our suits!" Jess beamed excitedly as we waded about knee deep into the water. "I notice you are, well, shall I say, hydrodynamically groomed." Nick smiled, his eyes darting to her bare crotch. "What, this?" She stopped, sliding her free hand between her thighs, running her fingers along her bald pussy lips. "Hmm, admittedly less 'hydrodynamic' than a few days ago." "Is that so?" Nick raised his eyebrows. "Now Cindy, well, she's very recently switched to the 'hydrodynamic' style." Jess gestured to my crotch, quite plainly shaved bare, the tiny bikini hiding nothing at all. "She was telling Dave that she was smoother than I am, but Dave is hardly an expert in... hydrodynamics." She paused, "You're a surfer! You'd be a great judge!" Jess followed that comment with a "Here, look!" and grabbed for the front of my suit. I saw it coming well before she'd had her 'great idea' and darted backward as soon as she darted forward. Awkwardly carrying the board in one hand with my other across my chest, I just coudln't move quick enough and she managed to hook her fingers into the front of my bottoms. That would've really been fine, because I didn't dart back that far, and the bottoms have a fair amount of give. I mean, he could've looked in now, but, like I said, the bottoms were pretty much hiding nothing at all. Unfortunately, I darted back pretty darn top heavy carrying that surfboard, and in knee-deep water. My feet darted back significantly less far than the rest of me. My fall paused only briefly as my bikini strings gave way. My board went flying out of my hands and cruising off to sea as I collapsed backwards into the water. I landed firmly in the soft sand on my now-totally-bare butt (which felt no different than if Jess hadn't just torn off my bottoms, really). Nick darted after the board, and Jess just laughed, holding up the dangling strings and tiny triangle of cloth. "Awesome!" She grinned, looking at the shredded remains of my very last piece of clothing. "We didn't even make it onto our boards yet!" She tossed the bikini out into the water, where it promptly sank. Why do they always float on TV? "Thanks, Jess, now I'm completely naked. This is great." I splashed the water with my hands, my tits bouyed up at the waterline as I sat there. I really didn't want to pull my totally naked body out of its moderate seclusion under the waves. I mean, that tiny bikini bottom wasn't much, but it made a very significant difference to me. Especially after already losing my top. A skimpy bikini is one thing, but totally buck naked is totally buck naked. "Haha, no fucking way!" Jess laughed, looking inland. "You know, maybe you can have John's shorts." She smirked. "He doesn't seem to be exactly using them, per se." She nodded pointedly and I looked up at Wanda and John. That is to say, I looked up to see John's half-bared ass pointed straight at us, completely failing to hide that Wanda was on her knees in front of him. "I see why she didn't want him to hurry." I laughed a little too as Nick came up with the board. "What? What's going on?" Nick looked at the two of us, and then at the shore. "Wow. I didn't even notice." "Nick, be a dear and see if we can borrow John's shorts. It's not like he's using them." Jess smiled sweetly, "I don't mind guys oogling my privates, seeing as they're all over the internet, but Cindy here's feeling a little shy, and it's much harder to keep covered up when you have nothing on at all." "He seems a little... preoccupied." Nick raised his eyebrow at his friend on shore. "Here, I'll come with." Jess started brazenly inland, and Nick followed along after her bare buns. "I don't mind interrupting." She shouted back at us. I realized my heart was fluttering as I watched Jess and Nick walk up to the shore. I tried to breath softly as I sat, naked, my eyes darting from Nick's tight speedo to Jess's bare ass, and to John's, rocking as Wanda plainly sucked him off. I realized my hand had wandered down between my thighs at about the time Nick and Jess reached the sand, and, biting my lip, I left it there, gently sliding along my slit, my juices keeping it slick even under the cool water. I watched, each breath a little deeper than the last, as Jess motioned for Nick to keep quiet. She set down her board gently and he did the same with mine, the two of them literally tiptoeing up the beach. John must've heard something because he turned his head and jumped, hastily pulling up his shorts and stepping away from the kneeling Wanda, his dick bouncing sharply as it yanked out of her mouth. I sighed, my finger rocking my aching little nub in a gentle circle. With everyone on shore, the soft moan betrayed my actions to no one. I could hear Jess laughing, but all I could see with my eyes closed was that speedo. After a few more guilty seconds, I openned my eyes and looked fearfully inland to see if I'd been caught. I hadn't, but for some reason Wanda was now stripping off her top. Jess took it as Nick eyed Wanda's healthy D-cups. Still kneeling, she motioned John back in front of her as Nick and Jess turned to me. The hand between my legs shot out as they did, and I quickly splashed the other down into the water as I realized that it had found its way to my dark, sensitive nipple. Wanda, much more brazen than I, didn't even wait until Nick and Jess were to the water to pull John's shorts down to his ankles and start in again. "Wanda says you can have her top! Here you go!" Jess shouted to me as the two of them came up to where their boards lay at the water's edge, well away from where I sat in the water. I look at her confusedly, my breathing still noticeably deep. Then she hefted the bikini top out to me, across the water. She must have balled it better than she expected, because it kept its shape and actually sailed out just far enough to reach me. Too bad it went in entirely the wrong direction, splashing in the water about twenty feet away. Or, rather, perhaps I should say: she balled it tightly and intentionally tossed it well out of my reach to spur me into a fruitless, totally naked search for the now-lost bikini top that totally wouldn't fit me at all anyways. I fell for it, of course, and flew onto my feet as soon as the top came toward me. Hey, it was clothes, and I was naked. And honestly, if nothing else, having something on would let me keep my hands away. I pressed through the resistance of the water to where I thought it should be and searched below the surface, trudging back and forth looking for it, constantly conscious all the while that Nick and Jess were watching my naked body splashing back and forth. Of course, it was no where to be found. Even if it was there, I'd mixed up the water too much to see anything. I turned back to shore in defeat only to find Jess and Nick right beside me. A Few Good Girls Ch. 05-02 "Oh!" I blinked at Nick, standing in front of him totally exposed in thigh-deep water only moments after my fingers had slipped so greedily between my thighs. The object of that fantasy was plainly erect in it's tight, stretchy coverings, now only inches from me. His eyes were making an effort to look at my face. Failing, but clearly trying. Of course, I must admit to similar difficulties. "Shall we?" He offered me the board and I took it, holding it across my chest with both arms. It was uncomfortably awkward being utterly unable to cover my now-bare crotch, which was kept feeling hotter and wetter as I dripped dry in the warm sun. "Hey, you know, Dave was nice enough to lend Cindy his shirt when she lost her top." Jess smiled as she set her board on the water and straddled it, her thighs wider than ever. She leaned back, her smooth lips spreading, catching Nick's gaze. Heck, with her tight, taut little body and that totally transparent top, the unspeakable acts I couldn't keep from running through my head were having a hard time picking a star between the two of them. Why pick just one? "I, uh..." I licked my lips, giving in once again, "I think that's just, you know... A really good point." I raised an eyebrow at him, "And now... Well, you see, now, we've both lost our bottoms, instead of just me and my top. That shirt was just great for my boobs and all, but, well, I think, maybe..." I eyed his crotch, and as little as that speedo left to the imagination, it couldn't hurt to fill in the blanks... "Maybe there's, um, something you might possibly have, something to help us down there, all wet and, you know, lonely without bottoms to cover up?" "Well, I..." He started, looking down at the prominent buldge the two of us were both eyeing. "Yo, Nick, we gotta go! We were supposed to leave fifteen minutes ago!" John shouted from the beach, a topless Wanda reclining behind him. "Oh, I'm sure you can stay just a few more minutes..." Jess smiled up at Nick more coyly than a bottomless girl straddling a surfboard should be able to. "I mean, we were clearly waiting out here for Wanda to finish sucking John off. You know, he can wait just the same as you did..." "Ya, I don't think there's too much need to rush..." He nodded, looking down at his watch. "Oh fuck, we are late! Goddamnit!" He looked first at my naked body, still partially occluded by a surfboard, then down at Jess's spread and eager puss. He groaned. "Fu-uck. I gotta go." "Darn, what a shame." Jess slipped deftly off the surfboard, picking it up as I held mine tight to my chest, my mind entirely elsewhere. "Give it up Cindy, he has to go." I frowned. "Oh..." I sighed as she handed him her board. He held up his free arm for mine. I bit my lip, as much as I'd bared myself already today, my heart was racing again at the thought of baring my body once more. This time not only to the speedo-clad surfer, but to Wanda's boyfriend back up on shore. Worse, if I let go of the surfboard, what would keep my hands occupied? "So, Nick, about the cafe this morning." Jess smiled at Nick. "Oh my gosh, Jess, don't tell him these things!" I glared at her from behind my board. "Oh, psh, it's not like he can't google it. Anyways, Cindy was, like, crazy horny, right? And, like, I dunno, she just couldn't stop herself and she started -" "Here." I held it out, "Have it." I pushed my arms awkwardly to my sides, terrified about that same utter lack of self-control taking over again. At least I was sober now. "I'm surprised she isn't going at it right now, actually." Jess looked at me, "Just how horny are you? Your cute little pussy has just got to be aching for it." "Dude! C'mon!" John shouted from shore, causing Nick to whine. "Fuck. I gotta go." He took one last look at the two of us before turning inland. She looked at me for a moment as Nick walked away and grinned. "Lets go see about those shorts..." She walked after Nick, coming up beside him and placed her hand firmly on the ass of his speedo. "Oooh, it's so soft!" She shouted back, squeezing his butt. "Silky!" "Is that so?" I bit my lip and chased after, coming up on Nick's other side. His hands full with the two boards, he didn't have one free to push us away. Not that I can imagine he'd want to. So, taking advantage of this limited time opportunity before Nick and his cock went away, I decided to make my own appraisal. "I dunno," I said, as I reached my free hand over the board in front of him and grasped his very stiff erection through the thin material. "Feels pretty hard to me..." I ran my fingers roughly along his rigid member through the shorts as we walked, Jess bottomless and grabbing his ass on one side and me totally naked on the other, teasing his cock through the thin stretchy fabric. My other hand slid along the front of my hip and down between my thighs, softly caressing along the ridge of my lips. I sighed. I was just covering myself up. Being modest. Yup. "Okay now, Cindy, I have to call you on that one!" Jess said, pulling her hand away and laughing at me. "I was just considering our missed opportunity to wear comfortable attire." She reached in front now, reaching her hand between his legs and gently grabbing his balls as I continued to run my fingers up and down the very hard erection on the inside of his speedo. "You just wanted to grab his cock!" "Oh, is that so?" I pulled my hand off and she slid right up into my position, pressing her thumb up and down along the tip. "Because grabbing his ass was completely legit!" I planted my hand square on his firm checks and squeezed. "And I certainly wouldn't have called this soft either." I tried to hide a grin as my other fingers, my modest fingers, my fingers so obviously just covering me up, pressed in gently, spreading my lips. I could feel my breath quickening with my heartbeat. "She's just mad because she missed the opportunity to learn how to properly suck a dick." Jess explained to Nick as she continued to finger the head of his erection, the two of them totally unaware of the wonderful little tingles of electricity I was sending up through my spine. I shook my head. I had to stop. This was insane. I tried to think. What did Jess just say? Say something. Anything. You're paying attention. And you're just being modest. "I suck dick just fine!" I blurted, suddenly confused at my own statement, "In fact, I love to suck dick." My mind raced, trying to defend my insanity. I impulsively reached in front of Nick and rolled his cock over to my side of his shorts, out from under her fingers, and started stroking it again through the thin fabric. "Delicious." "Like that cum you licked off Jess's tits?" Nick said and I stopped my hand, looking up at him, my face tight. Here I was, naked, pretty much fingering myself, stroking a guy who was a total stranger not an hour ago, all while bragging about my cock sucking abilities? And now he was reminding me that I'd licked cum off Jess's tits. The only thing I could think about was the fact that both my hands were now sliding along in unison. "Very nice!" Jess grinned, sliding her hand down into the front of Nick's speedo and slipping her fingers around his cock, pulling it back out from under my grip, "Do you see how he took your claim of blowjob mastery and turned it into just plain sloppy seconds on my expertise?" I racked my brain, trying to recover from the mess I'd made. "That's not the only cum I've had." I swallowed hard. I'm clearly not very good under pressure. "Seems to me that's the only cum you've been anywhere near recently." She grinned, her hand pumping along inside Nick's speedo. "And boy did it have an effect on her, Nick. Not only did she lick it off my tits like she was starving for it, but that sticky cream made little Cindy here so unbearably hot and her tight, little, hungry pussy so achingly wet that she was fingering herself practically all the way home, just like she's doing now!" I stumbled as we came out of the water, snapping my hand out from between my thighs, baring myself to John and Wanda on the beach. Jess took her own hand out of Nick's shorts, although only after a dirty look from Wanda. "Looks like you've spilled some mayo too!" Jess raised her eyebrows at Wanda's bare chest, dribbled with gooey white globs. "Oh, gosh, so I did!" She looked down, mocking surprise, "I don't suppose you could help me clean that up, could you?" "You two should definitely help her out." Nick nodded. "We seriously don't have time for this." John shook his head, the bagged up miscellanea of the cookout in hand, and turned up the beach. Jess unhesitatingly stepped up to Wanda, swiping a gooey fingerful before speeding after John. "Mmm..." She sighed, coming up next to him, sucking his cum wetly off her finger. Wanda followed after her, pushing up between the two. "Oh, Cindy, this is delightful, you must have some!" She said back to me. "Well?" Nick said, stepping forward. I bit my lip as he quickly started up the beach and I followed after, my breasts rocking, my arms at my sides, too fearful of my own touch to even hold them down. "Here you go, sweetie!" Jess had scooped off another taste for me by the time I came up between her and Nick. Walking beside her, I leaned in, sloppily sucking it off her finger as we walked. "Mmm..." It wasn't the same as before, but it kinda felt the same. It tasted plainly different, but the little shivers of something terrible that it sent down my spine were becoming ever-increasingly familiar. I wrapped my fingers together behind me, leaving my naked body utterly bared, but keeping my hands from chasing those terrible things that were racing down my spine. Between Wanda's large, cum-covered breasts and Jess wearing nothing but that transparent top, my nakedness was hardly out of place, but with my heart racing and my burning little pussy aching like it was, baring myself wasn't what I was specifically worried about. "You like it, then?" Jess grinned at me. "It's definitely not the same as off your nipples." I muttered. The taste really was suprisingly different. Nick stumbled as I'd said that. "You licked cum off Jess's nipples, even?" He managed. "I was just picturing, like, cleavage..." "I have to admit," Jess grinned over at him, then she looked over at John, "When Cindy's tongue lingered on my nipple, mmm, it just sent shivers all the way down my spine, down between my thighs, into my already-dripping-wet slit... mmm..." "There wasn't any cum on your nipples..." Wanda looked at Jess, then raised an eyebrow at me. I tried to stare blankly back, but Wanda was making a face. "You girls certainly are a hoot." John shook his head as we reached the end of the beach, more irritated than enticed by our shenanigans. "I definitely remember, that cum didn't even go down to the top of your dress." Wanda said. She was really sticking to this... "Oh my god, please just let it go..." I frowned. "You didn't happen to take any pictures we could reference to be certain, did you?" Nick asked, smiling. "I'm certain Cindy was just being thorough." Jess grinned. "Isn't that right, Cindy?" Now I blushed. The nakedness hadn't done it, and stroking Nick hadn't. Heck, not even being caught fingering myself had. It was being caught for licking Jess's nipple that made me blush. Running my tongue over her sensitive skin for no good reason other than wanting to, and getting caught at it. I tried to casually purse my lips and shrug, my hands still firmly behind my back, my bare breasts jostling briefly with the motion, but my bright red face was giving me away. "Oh, hun." Jess suddenly smiled more sweetly than she had ever smiled at Nick's cock. She paused, and eyed my red face. "I'm certain we'll be able to make time tonight to figure that one out." "As much as I would love to know how this turns out, we are, in fact, going to be very, very late." John said, turning and starting briskly up the path to the road. "C'mon, let's go." "Are you sure you've got to leave?" Jess stepped up to Nick as he started after John, turning him to face her so that her hand could run lightly along the front of his speedo. Then she turned around, her bare buns brushing against the prominent buldge before she bent down and let him slide into her crack as she leaned into Wanda's chest. Her tongue slid along Wanda's breast as she rose back up, deftly lapping up a strand of sticky goodness that had dribbled down the side of Wanda's nipple. I caught her push the dribble against the corner of her mouth before turning back to Nick, a would-be stray glob expertly placed just for his benefit. "We'd love you to stay. There just isn't enough to fill us up." Her hand back on his crotch, she slipped out her tongue and expertly failed to lick the cum off the corner of her mouth, instead smearing it with a giggle. "Leaving." John hollared from the road. "Right..." Nick licked his lips, his eyes tearing from Jess's show to dart along my trim, bare figure once more, then over at Wanda's large, exposed breasts, most of John's cum still splattered across them. "Fuck." He sighed, then turned, heading up after John. "Well." Wanda turned back down the beach, heading toward the three towels that, along with Jess's top and Wanda's bottoms, were all that remained of what we'd brought with us. "Seeing as none of us can really go anywhere in public now, I guess it's about time to head home." She swiped an open palm across her chest, and tried to flick the cum away, "Damn sticky crap." She muttered. "Hey, we were eating that!" Jess laughed, coming up alongside her. "Oh, sorry." Wanda shoved both hands against Jess's chest, roughly wiping John's stickiness off her hands and onto Jess's breasts, displacing Jess's top in the process. "There you go, Cindy." She smirked back at me, following behind them, and I blushed once more. Jess just smiled, and I smiled at her. She tugged her top back in place, the smeary globs mostly covered by the thin cloth. "So, you got the chance to suck John off while we were out there," Jess said as we came to the towels, wiping up the one stray strand of his goo that her top hadn't covered. Wanda picked up the towels and distributed them around. "On top of showing off to Dave, too." "Well, I had to do something to John before you did." She smirked, licking her lips, and Jess laughed. "As for Dave, I dunno what you're talking about, I was simply seeing if he thought my tan lines were well defined." She rubbed the towel on her chest before wrapping it around her, fitting it snuggly under her arms. It handily covered up her very ample breasts, but the small cut of it still bared her flat tummy and the light bottoms that showed off her fiery red landing strip. "I can't help it if they're more distinct for my bottoms than for my top." "And here I thought you'd only shown Dave your tits." I saidly plainly, frowning at my towel as Jess easily wrapped hers around her waist and cinched it in place. "And, you know, you could have at least waited to make John cum until after we'd gotten Nick's shorts off." "I was less concerned about getting to lick things off Jess's chest than you, I guess." She smirked again, my face still burning with every snide comment. "Besides, Cindy, you must remember the definition of teamwork!" Jess grinned, knocking her legs apart into a cheering stance, the split of the towel baring skin up her thigh. "Teamwork is: three girls for every cock or three cocks for every girl!" As she chanted the words rather loudly, her arms mimed handling three men standing around her before she clapped twice and kicked her leg up. The kick, of course, dislodged her towel, which she caught with a laugh and recinched on. The two of them were dressed, after a fashion, and turned to watch me struggle with my own towel. "We'd be a pair of lips short out there..." She continued on, "On that note, there's three of us together now... who do you think we should team up on tonight, Cindy?" "Hmm, I dunno, I think I might want to try out that other part of the definition first..." I licked my lips, my mind still on Nick's speedo as I finally decided on just how to wrap the utterly inadequate towel around my naked body. My large, dark nipples had to peak rather obviously over the top just to ensure it hung far enough down to cover the rest of me. I looked at the two of them, Wanda's tiny towels only barely covering their own half-nudity. My total nudity was plainly a lost cause. I shrugged. At least it was just a short ride in the car back to the apartment. It wouldn't be too bad.