II - A thirsty Bria welcoming the summer

Another spring day comes and goes. Bria senses the warm nip of the air gives way to the hotter days of summer and, her favorite part, less clothing. It was at the beach, Bria got to watch from the restaurant across the street, where many young women jumped in the clear emerald ocean, splashing one another in their loose bikinis, while others basked in the sun with their tight wear, revealing their oiled and tanned skin. A season so closely dedicated, as Bria believed should be fully implemented, to the complete removal of clothes.

"What to choose? What to choose?" Bria said, looking away from the menu to watch a group of young women playing beach volleyball. A nice little restaurant with a second story balcony, just across the street from the sandy shores, provided a decadent view for Bria of the athletic women in their shorts and tight bras squatting down to receive the serving.

"Bria!" Beth whined. "You said this would be our day." Beth had already picked out thebshrimp tacos, pointing on the menu for the waitress to see as she scribbled on her notebook.

Bria turned to face the waitress, the lovely young lady in a brown and white uniform, with a free flowing skirt which covered her jeans. A disappointed Bria frowned at the enforcement of such modest wear on such a hot day, as sweat dripped and revealed parts of the bra through the white buttoned collar shirt. Such tyranny enforced for the commodity and neutral disposition to the general public, while subjugating the individual with such intolerable wear. Bria imagined if there could be a way to free her from such ****, and for her efforts, reward Bria...

The woman before her, Alex was her name, as Bria noticed by the name tag, was smiling with a blush, her eyes repeatedly glossed down at Bria. The tables were of glass counters, and the constant eye candy provided Bria enough imagination material to push her cock through her new short jean which Beth bought for her in the coming summer. Unbeknownst to Beth, the new wear were looser, making the buge ever more apparent by anyone looking in her direction. Bria wondered if that's what she was looking at.

"I'll have the salmon special; skin on, buttered up with your 'special sauce.' A nice, stiff Sunday Vodka with one of thise little umbrellas inside," Bria tried saying sensually. She glossed down at the menu. "And, for the desert, what do you usually put...inside the tarts?"

"Yes ma'am," The waitress responded, fixing her collar. The blushing becoming more transparent. "We-we have our usual vanilla filling, our house made Creme Brule filling... you can also replace it with our fruity special filling, mixed with lots of fruits and chia seeds."

"Have you ever tried any of these options?" Bria smiled.

"Well...n-no ma'am, I haven't," Alex stuttered, wiping her forehead.

"Maybe I'll get you a-ow!" Bria was interupted by Beth stomping her foot on Bria's. The waitress looked on, confused. "I'll try the fruit mix, and stuff it with extra seeds..." Bria rubbed her leg when waitress left.

Beth looked at Bria in disgust. "Can you stop hitting on every women you see?' Beth whispered.

Bria only gave an expression of thoughtless dazing as she teased Beth. "Its the best time of the year, my baby boo." Beth felt an unnatural nerve run through her at the playful title of 'baby boo.' "Just look around. Topless models, bare-belly paparazzi, and, my favorite, guessing if there is a thong underneath those skirts. So many in waiting..." Bria trailed off.

Can you at least wait when we get to the motel to find someone? I just wanted one day. I thought this would be nice to try a...a date, you know?" Beth said, blushing.

While the attempt on Bria's part was meant for them to try and get a little closer, although uncertain of what that would mean for their future, Bria was so lost in her fantasies, thinking of all the beautiful bodies and wombs she could be filling, her little monster begged to be let loose from the pants she wore. It was nice to where something more loose for a change, but they only made Bria's bulge stand out more.

Bria could watch the faces of just about everyone through the large panel windows, catching the sight of anyone that might show the slightest inclination of some dirty idea. So far, it was the seemingly bored waitresses who interested her, the same who took their order, while staring at her phone behind the counter. Bria noticed she kept looking back at her. At the angle Bria sat, the behemoth in her pants should be very visible. Several times, she managed to make eye contact with Bria, to which Alex blushed and swiftly turned her face away, sometimes even pretending to clean up the already organized counter which Bria could see was clean.

Bria smiled. "I need to use the bathroom real quick." Stepping away from a disappointed Beth, Bria entered the interior space, a cool blast of air brushing her as she entered. Making her way to the waitresses' counter, she leaned on the counter and looked up to the blushing waitress. "Seems like a lonely world behind that counter," Bria said upfront. "Know any where we can...cool off..." Bria licked her finger and slowly ran it down Alex's hand.

"Im...im sorry, ma'am. I need to..." Alex recoiled.

"Call me Bria," she interrupted. "You know I can see your bra? A bit unprofessional. Why not go somewhere to clear the sweat? An early break wouldn't hurt."

Alex **** herself to look up to Bria's eyes. Her blush returned was all Bria needed to know what she was thinking. She swiftly glossed around the restaurant then pulled out a sign. 'Be back soon.'

Behind closed doors of the cleaning closet was the slapping sounds of Bria's cock slipping into Alex's wet folds. Her work clothes and undergarmenta laid bare beneath Bria. A beautiful view of tanned woman bent over the wall for Bria. It might not have been anyone from the beach bending over in the beach bathroom stall (something Bria drooled over), but this is a pretty close second.

Alex kept her hands up against the wall for support, while Bria was as deep as she could be, one hand holding Alex close to Bria while the other hushed Alex from loud gasps. All Bria could think on was her triumph in her first catch of the season, and relished in Alex's lewd body while her round butt bounced with each thrust Bria pushed into her.

"Mmm. Such a divine pussy." Bria teased.

"Don't...talk. Just keep...going. ah...ahh...," Alex breathed.

"Shame you don't have a boyfriend. I think a girl like you could use a 'special someone' to keep you occupied in your lonely days..." Bria laughed to herself as she sped up her movements. The sensation of her balls churning with a new batch of baby batter ready to let loose in the waitress.

"Ah! Slow down...! Ah...Don't you...have a...girlfriend? Aah! Ah!..." Alex desperately tried suppressing her moans. The extensive punishment from behind overwhelming her senses. "Ah...ahhh...fuck...this is... amazing!

"Ahhhhhhhh!..." Bria wound up one more push with her hips and slammed her cock deep into Alex. A flood of Bria's cum poured out into Alex's cervix, the **** of which, as Bria could feel, pushed back against her cock, and cum spilled from Alex's tight cunt down to the floor.

Alex, equally, felt the flow of cum enter her body, pouring out of her as Bria's cum dripped down her legs, falling onto her work uniform. "Yes...I feel it! Oh, fuck. Let me squueze every amount of you." Alex gasped, licking Bria's hand, even sucking on her fingers

Bria pulled out and let a few more squirts of her cum cover up Alex's body. "Today was incredibly hot. But your pussy was so just too good." Bria winks.

Alex turned and collapsed on the floor. "Fuck, I want more...I need it...back inside of me..."

Bria laughed. "You are a hungry slut. Don't worry, I am far from done..." Bria coyed.

Alex **** herself to look up, her lips curved into a wonderous smile when she saw Bria's cock alive and harder than before.

"I want to ravish that body until you can't think of anything but me." Bria stroked her cock.

Alex's eyes fulled with delight. She jumped up to Bria, pushing Bria back against the door with a bang, walking over their cum-smeared clothes.

"Screw this fucking job," Alex said, raising her leg against the door for Bria to grab while she lowers herself onto Bria's cock. "Im sick of wearing those clothes, sick of my bosses. I just want your cock..."

There was no doubt that the screaming and yelling from Alex cumming in the closet room was unnoticed, especially on the fourth climax.

"Yes! Ahhhh!" Alex shouted, hugging her limbs around Bria while she kept Alex lofted off the floor, and pounded hard against the wall "More! Fuck me more!"

Bria was at her wits end. The amount of screaming could be heard from either of them should have been heard by someone. But none of that mattered when she was a full foot deep into the cunt in front of her, spanking her cervix with the tip, on the verge of spilling more of her baby load inside this begging slut. "Fuck! Im cumming!"

They were alone together, the summer heat could still be felt, but all that mattered to them was the heat between them, stripped of their clothes, and the desire to fuck without consequence. The thought of pregnancy was no concern to Alex, howling with the burning desire to feel Bria pound her harder and harder. Neither strangers nor acquintances. They were just animals in heat, their passions melding together, and their naked, sweaty bodies slapping and sticking together.

That was the beauty of summer. Lust unbound, Bria was free to be herself.

Time had already lost all its meaning. Bria's head swirled in a daze, lying beside Alex's cum covered body. The smell of her spunk mixed with Alex's juices and the janitorial products of the closet, giving off a rather rank scent. Both their clothes were a mess.

Within minutes, everything became a blur to Bria. There was a commotion by the door, the jingle of keys, and a female officer brust in, putting Bria into cuffs. Her voice was stern, yet Bria found it soothing and her face was pretty for someone who acted with authority. She escorted Bria past the restaurant staff and a furious Beth, who was ready to throw a spoon Bria, but one of the staff held her back. They continued out through the back door where Bria was locked into the back of a police car, still naked. The windows were tinted dark, but Bria's conscious barely kept up with everything, no longer feeling the need to remain awake. She collapsed onto the backseat, her last thoughts were of Alex and the face of the pretty female cop, her voice still echoing in her dreams.