I need cock

We were still standing there in that same tight little cluster, the four of us completely bottomless now, the water lapping at our bare pussies like it knew exactly what we’d done. Mia’s heavy tits brushed my arm every time she shifted. Sophia’s hip was pressed against mine, warm and soft and naked. Ava’s full breasts rose and fell right in front of me, close enough that I could see the tiny droplets sliding down the curve of one nipple.

And all I could think was: I need cock.

The thought hit me so hard and so sudden it almost made me gasp out loud. After everything — the breast envy, the bluff, pulling my bottoms off hoping someone would notice, the shock of watching the three of them strip too just to keep up with me — my body had decided it wanted something else. Something harder. Something that would fill me. Claim me. Make me feel small and wanted and used in the best way.

My tiny A-cup tits still felt inadequate next to theirs, but right now that inadequacy twisted into something filthy. I wanted a man to see them. To see all of me — my small perky breasts, my wide hips, my soft little belly, my bare, smooth pussy — and still get hard for it. I wanted hands on me that weren’t soft and female. I wanted to be bent over or held down or fucked while the girls watched. Or joined in. I didn’t even care anymore.

I need cock.

The boys were still further out, splashing and laughing, their male bodies cutting through the water. I could see the shape of them, the broad shoulders, the way their swim shorts clung when they moved. One of them — the tall one with the dark hair I’d been secretly crushing on since we got here — turned in our direction and shaded his eyes.

My clit throbbed so hard I had to press my thighs together under the water.

I couldn’t stand still anymore. The bluff, the posing, the soft naked female bodies pressed close — it had all built into this raw, aching need that had nothing to do with comparison anymore and everything to do with being taken.

I swallowed, voice coming out lower than I meant it to.

“Actually… forget the photo,” I said. “Let’s go join the boys. They look like they’re having more fun than we are.”

My heart was hammering. My bare pussy felt swollen and slick, and it wasn’t just the ocean. Every step I took toward deeper water would make my nakedness more obvious. The water would get clearer. My small tits would be on full display. My bare mound and the cleft of my ass would show. And I wanted that. I wanted them to see what I’d done. What we’d all done.

Mia, Sophia and Ava exchanged a quick look — something unreadable passing between them — then they started moving with me. We waded out together, four naked girls in a loose group, the water rising higher on our thighs, then our hips, then lapping at our waists again as we got closer to the boys.

Every step made my need worse.

I need cock. I need it so fucking bad.

I didn’t know if I was going to be brave enough to say it out loud when we reached them… or if one of the girls was going to call me on it first.

But I knew I wasn’t turning back.