Day at the Lake 2 - Sunscreen

Your boobs squish against the blanket as you lay down, in contrast to Zoey, cautious about not showing your chest to the entire public, no matter how secluded your spot is. Then Zoey puts her knees down on both of your sides and sits down onto your butt. Laying your head sideways onto your crossed forearms, you can see from the corner of your eyes how she squirts a generous amount of sunscreen onto her hands. For now, she did not bother putting her bikini top back on. Without further ado, she leans forward and brings her palms down onto your shoulders. It's cold but not too unpleasant.

Speaking of things being pleasant, you quickly notice the pressure she's applying. Apparently, she has decided to turn this into a massage and you are definitely not going to complain. Instead, you close your eyes and relax, letting her strong hands roam your back. Damn, she knows how to do this. Of course she does. It's a woman's body she's handling. It really just seems to be second nature for her.

You can't help but sigh as you feel some the tension leave your body. Well, more like it's being replaced by... other tension. A better kind of tension. Zoey is slowly and methodically working her way down your back, firmly kneading your skin. Her moves feel especially nice on your lower back, but maybe you're just particularly sensi-

"Oooff..." you let out a drawn out moan and Zoey hands make sure to stay on the exact spot that made you do so.

"That's the spot, huh?" smirks the smug bastard above you, obviously not letting such an opportunity go by.

"M-maybe." you admit and squirm a bit, pressing your thighs together, digging your fingers into the blanket.

"Kinky." Zoey comments amused.

"That's, ugh, rich coming from you." you fire back. "I can feel your boner, you know." you add, very much actually doing so. Judging by the feel on the small of your back, her trunks must be tenting like crazy.

"Heh, just what moaning redheads do to me." Zoey replies and scoots back a bit, now sitting on your thighs and you can now feel her bulge on your butt cheeks.

"Always the same with you." you sigh and push your bum up a little, rubbing your ass against her crotch.

"I better make sure these buns don't get burned too." she announces and moves her hands to the lowest part of your butt cheeks, the part that's not quite covered by your bikini bottom.

"Of course." you sigh but can't help but smile. You feel her fingers slip under the fabric and onto your cheeks. They are covered, so they would obviously not get sunburnt but you decide to let her have her fun.

"Can never be too careful, you know?" bullshits the fit futa as she starts to throroughly feel up your ass.

"Hmm, yes. So precautious." you murmur, smiling to yourself. You feel her hands on one cheek each and her her bulge in the middle and you can't deny a certain enjoyment, to put it family friendly.

"I couldn't forgive myself if I'd miss a spot." Zoey goes on, straight up grabbing and squeezing away.

"Such a shame that would be." you play along and if Zoey wasn't sitting on your thighs, you'd probably spread your legs a little bit. But maybe it's for the better. This is still in public, after all.

"For sure." she nods and lets her fingers run deeper between your butt cheeks and you feel your lower region heat up more and more.

"G-good thing I got you." you stutter and as instincts takes over, you attempt to spread your legs apart. Zoey obviously notices and lifts her weight a little, allowing you to. Ah shit, this is happening.

"It's the least I can do." she continues and her fingers move through the valley of your cheeks and even further down.

"T-thank you, ahh, so much..." you breathe and the gratitude isn't even fully bullshit anymore.

"Oh, anything for you." Zoey purrs and when her hand reaches far enough, she spreads her fingers apart, grazing along both of your lower lips.

You can't even keep up the silly act at this point and simply give in. This is probably subtle enough to not draw any attention too. Probably. As you start squirming and moaning, Zoey keeps going, exploring your wetness with her fingers.

"You were right though. It really is a beautiful place." she says but even if you wanted to, the moment you'd think of a reply, her fingers find your clit.

"Ooof fuck..." you moan and turn to face down, resting your forehead on your crossed forearms.

"Such a relaxing atmosphere." the buff futanari goes on, drawing circles over your most sensitive outer spot. You don't know how long she plans on doing this but should she make you cum, you *need* to keep your mouth shut. For now, though, you keep moaning into the blanket, keeping a grip on the cloth.

"No wonder there are sooo many people here." Zoey keeps teasing you, now kneading your left ass cheek with her free hand. The fact that she purposely reminds you off the crowd nearby is not lost on you but at this point, you honestly can't find youself caring enough.

"Well, you're all lathered up." she suddenly announces though and in an act of merciless cruelty, she pulls her hands out of your bikini bottom.

"Nono- wha-" you sputter and look back at her. That asshole is grinning from ear to ear.

"All done." she says and spreads her fingers, showing off a web of sticky, glistening strings of your juices. "You should be able to reach the rest yourself."

For a few seconds, you just stare at her in frustration. "Yes. Of course." you eventually answer, a slight growl to your voice.

"Great." smirks the brunette, slowly bringing her glistening fingers towards her own mouth. This bitch looks at you as she licks them clean. She was kneading your butt for so long and you were so soaked down there, there's probably not a hit of sun screen left on those fingers to at least ruin the taste for her.

"Hmm, who knew sun screen tastes this good?" Zoey continues her teasing as she licks her fingers clean one after the other. As she does, the tent in her trunks is so big, what she's packing underneath almost threatens to peak out of one of the pant legs it's stretching. Ugh, she's so fucking sexy.