Go Seadooing

“I want to try out the sea doos!” Hitomi announce with enthusiasm.

“Really?” Lei Fang replied with a tinge of disappointment. She had been eager to hit the volleyball court. Despite this, she put on a smile and said, “Well, alright! Let’s head over!”

The shuttle to the docks was quick as it appeared to be on call and readily available. The fact that there were very little guests on the island must have helped too. As the scenic view of the glittering water reflecting the bright sun grew larger and larger, Hitomi’s excitement grew with it. She’d never tried a sea doo before but has watched people riding them on television and the movies. A single or double passenger, jet propelled water vehicle that could turn on a dime. It was something she could get into.

The girls stepped out onto the dock and walked the gang plank up to where the jet skis were parked. Standing there were another pair that greeted them.

“Well, look who just arrived,” the short cropped platinum blonde remarked with a detached tone. Hitomi halted and blushed when she got a closer view of the woman’s outfit, or lack thereof. She wore silver monokini that was more like a thong that crossed over her chest before it strapped over her shoulders, revealing her pale white skin that has yet to tan, hinting at her own recent arrival. “Do you two fancy a race?” She lowered her shades and eyed Hitomi and Lei Fang with a wicked grin.

“Oh, don’t be trying to swindle them when they just got here, Christie!” the darker skinned girl next to the blonde taunted. She turned her attention to the new arrivals, “Hey, Hitomi! Lei Fang!”

“Lisa!” Lei Fang greeted the comparatively modest dressed American girl in the multi-colored striped bikini. “How am I not surprised you would jump to the surf first thing?”

“Well, it’s not exactly surfing,” Lisa replied as she brushed her light brown hair and looked out into the water. She smiled and added, “but it does hit the waves!”

“I can’t see what the fuss is about, letting the water carry you on a simple board,” Christie retorted, before standing in one of the parked wave riders and revved its engine. “Not when you can ride on a proper beast like this. Mmmm...” The Brit grinned. She appeared to revel in the vibrations of the engine as it roared to live.

“Actually, Hitomi wanted to try out the sea doos too!” Lei Fang said.

“Well, great!” Lisa replied, waving Hitomi over, “We can have a race of it!”

“I’ve never actually ridden one before,” Hitomi said apprehensively.

“Relax, darling!” Christie called out over the growling of her engine, “It’s like riding a bike… with an engine strapped onto it!” She chuckled but waved the German student over, “I’ll show you the ropes.”

Hitomi climbed on with Christie so that she stood in the front with the platinum blonde close behind her. From this position, Hitomi became acutely aware of Christie’s plush breasts pressing up into her back. She gave a dry swallow and tried to concentrate on the instructions the other woman was giving. It was difficult to keep focus when Christie was guiding Hitomi’s hands onto the vehicle though. Her warm breath murmured information into Hitomi’s ear while sending a shiver up the German student’s spine. Christie had to be aware of the uncomfortable position she was putting her pupil in and from Hitomi’s guess, she was enjoying it. The instructor repositioned Hitomi’s legs, then adjusted her back and shoulders, causing the German brunette to question whether or not this ‘hands on’ approach was just an excuse to feel her up. Despite this, Hitomi didn’t protest, she simply nodded and gave an amenable, “Uh huh,” whenever appropriate.

“Well, then, why don’t you take us out for a little spin, love?” Christie suggested.

“Wha?” Hitomi blurted out, suddenly coming out of her trance.

“Take us for a loop around to get a feel for your ride.”

“Are you sure it’s ok with two people?”

“I’ll hold on tight, just don’t fall off,” Christie assured the girl with a tight squeeze around her waist. “Remember, bend the knees when the waves come in.” She pressed her own waist up against the student and bent down, forcing Hitomi to follow form.

Christie seemed non-plussed about her actions toward Hitomi, which made Hitomi worried even more about driving out into open water with her. She looked to the girls on the dock, but they seemed to be oblivious to behavior. With no excuse coming to mind, Hitomi replied, “A.. alright…”

Hitomi gave the jet ski some gas and it roared into life. In short trepidatious spurts, it began to shove forward. Soon, Hitomi gained enough confidence to give it a sustained burst and the machine sped up to a zoom. She felt Christie’s arms tighten around her which made her tighten her grip on the handle bars. She felt Christie lean into her and heard her shout out over the crashing water, “Thatagirl! Giver all she’s got!”

The mix of adrenaline from the racing engine and the beautiful woman wrapped around her sent Hitomi’s heart pounding. She could feel the drumming in her temples as she tried to concentrate on the course. It had a wide berth but was filled with various obstacles that she could go around or through. There were ramps and markers at various points.

“During a race, the object is to go between the red and yellow markers, like a slalom,” Christie called out. Hitomi nodded and did her best to steer between the two colored buoys that were staggered apart. The yellows were always on the right while the red were always on the left, so she began to understand where she needed to be for the next one. “That’s the stuff!” Christie cried out as she squeezed through and made a sharp turn to the next gate. As she made the turns, she could feel her passenger squeeze her body tightly. This was making her hot, but she didn’t want to show it to Christie and get teased over it. She bit her lower lip and gave the sea doo more gas.

They jetted toward the starting point, coming around full circle through the course. As they passed the finish line, Hitomi exhaled, not realizing she had been holding her breath. She let the sea doo taper off into a standstill as she caught her breath.

“Quite brilliant. Good show, girl!” Christie murmured in her ear. Hitomi turned to see the blonde grinning like a cheshire cat. “Feeling the adrenaline pumping, hmm? I get that rush every time I get behind the wheel for a race.”

“It was fun,” Hitomi replied with a smile. She turned the jet ski around and guided it back toward the docks.

“What was the time?” Christie asked as they approached Lisa and Lei Fang.

Lisa went over to a post that had a monitor attached to it and announced, “About two minutes..”

“Not bad for carrying along a passenger,” Christie remarked. “So, shall we make it a competition?”

“Wha?” Hitomi cried out. She wasn’t ready for direct competition but the other two seemed to be keen on it.

“We normally do two laps for a race. There’s nothing on the line and it’s fun to go up against others!” Lisa said. “Only, it’s usually three to a race. This isn’t the biggest course.”

“Well, I’m out,” Lei Fang replied, “I can use this time to work on my tan!”

“We still need one more,” Christie pointed out, looking directly at Hitomi.

“Well…” Hitomi said slowly, “If it’s just for fun.”

“I’ll tell you what, I will sweeten the pot for you, hun!” Christie offered. “You beat us in the race and I’ll give you something…”

Hitomi immediately blushed and looked away, not wanting the others to see. The offer of something from Christie had, for some reason, triggered a lewd though in the girl’s head. “Like a prize?” she asked while giving the British lady as sidelong glance.

“You could call it that.”

“What is it? The prize?”

“You’d have to beat me to find out…”

Christie sported a confident smirk and Hitomi didn’t like her odds. “What would happen if I lose?” she asked.

“Oh, well, then you’ll have to give something to me. Fair is fair, no?”

“Not if you’re way better than me, no…” Hitomi replied with hesitation.

Christie smirked and replied, “Fine, I’ll give myself a handicap.” She hopped off the wave rider and climbed into one of her own, facing the back of the vehicle. “I’ll will race you backwards.”

Hitomi looked to Lisa to see if she was being snookered. Lisa simply shrugged, “I don’t know if she can do it or not.”

“What do YOU have riding on this little matchup, Lisa?” Lei Fang asked teasingly.

Lisa frowned at her friend and said, “Don’t drag me into this!”

Meanwhile, Christie kept her eyes on her target. As her back was turned away from others, the platinum blonde began to pinch her nipple through the fabric of her suit. Hitomi was in plain view of the salacious display. Christie licked her ruby red lips and grinned, sensing Hitomi’s interest in what she was offering. She circled the bulging nipple through the suit and winked. “You want to see more? Beat me in a race.”

Enamored with the view of the porcelain femme, Hitomi was half hoping that Christie was fixing to throw the race for her in. Maybe that’s her way of offering herself without having to be forthcoming. Hitomi thought as she swallowed and pumped herself up. She wasn’t one to back down from a challenge but Christie seemed to be bending over backwards to get her to take the bait. She really felt like she was being fished in for something.

The odds were not in the German girl’s favor. She’d just learned how to ride the sea doo and Christie was a professional racer, even if it was on vehicles with four wheels. Just as Hitomi was talking herself out of the challenge, Christie’s hand went down the racer’s mound, tugging up the fabric of her suit so that it formed a camel toe. Christie looked up to Hitomi with a mock look of surprise. Hitomi felt her nethers quiver.