“Let's go back to the towel. I think I can figure something out there.” Jess smiles.
“Good. I'd like to be a bit more secluded.” You grin.
“I thought that was part of the fun,” you whisper in her ear. Jess smiles.
“I just flashed a couple, . That was kinda fun. I just mean that we might get away with a bit more with some strategic... positions.” Your eyes light up as you both make your way back to the towel. Jess reaches into her bag, which is a cute green number she'd picked up specifically for this trip. As you both lay down, she chooses to lie on her front. “Do you mind lathering my back with lotion? Don't forget my legs.” You agree, and begin slowly rubbing the greasy sunlotion in. She reaches up to her neck and unties the bikini. “Don't forget my neck, either,” she whispers. You realize that if she should roll over, her breasts would be exposed. You rub her neck gently, more massaging now than applying oil. Jess moans and sighs happily as you move down her back, and with no warning, move to her legs. Jess sighs again as you thoroughly massage her thighs, spending a great deal of time towards the barely visible thong.
As you finish off her legs, your eyes linger on her tight ass. She said she'd been working out, and you dab a bit of lotion on each cheek. Jess giggles as you slap it on with a bit more ferocity than is actually necessary. You gently rub her ass, taking opportunities with every pass to grope your girlfriend. Jess is moaning slightly, and you notice her clenching her hands. You slide her thong out of the way, and move to brush her pussy. Jess's hips buck, but she settles down and allows you to continue your public exploration.
You slide your ring finger into your girlfriend, who to her credit only takes a deep breath and moans it out, her hips bucking slightly to accommodate your finger. You continue to lightly fingerfuck her and eventually, despite your enjoyment of seeing Jess squirm, you slide it out.
“Why'd you stop?” she asks slowly. “That was hot.” You chuckle.
“I still haven't got the front, Jess,” you tell her. Jess reaches back to tie her bikini and you almost stop her. Then another plan pops into your head. You watch your lithe girlfriend turn over and lie on her back. Her legs almost instantly fall apart, and you twist your head, looking for any voyeurs. Seeing none, you apply a dollop of lotion to Jess's stomach, and begin rubbing her firm abs. “You look so good,” you mutter. Jess grins, shielding her eyes from the sun as you work.
“I was working out pretty hard before we left, didn't you notice?” She asks. You nod, and as you move your hands up, you slowly trace a line of sunscreen between her tits. Jess closes her eyes, relaxing to your touch. You rub her chest, above her breasts, being careful not to overstep your boundaries (yet) and to ensure that you get her completely covered. Your hands linger on her thighs, allowing the knuckle of your thumbs to brush her pussy at times. Jess shudders when you make contact, but makes no other move. You move your hands back over her torso and with no pretense slide your hand under her bikini top, mauling her right breast. Jess's eyes flash open and she glares at you until you begin pulling on her nipple.
“Remember; you asked how I'd prove it.” Jess immediately grows slack, and you see the corner of her mouth lift into a smile. “I love your tits,” you say softly. “I'd suck on them every day of the year if I could.” Jess giggles.
“You practically do.” In response, you release her left breast from its confine and lean in to take the nipple into your mouth. Jess whimpers, mumbling about how you might get caught. You pull away, leaving her breast bared, and immediately pull her thong aside to thrust another finger into her. In moments, you feel she's wet enough, so you add another finger. Jess shudders and begins shaking, so you increase the pace. Soon, she's bucking against your fingers, riding your hand to climax. She sobs into nothing, and you slide your fingers out almost immediately, to avoid suspicion.
You wipe your fingers on your towel, and lean in to kiss Jess. “Nice cum?” you ask. Jess nods, slowly sliding her breast back into its bikini cup. |