Jennys wandering hands

Rachel felt increasingly daring. Spreading her legs to Tom did have the desired effect, but she grew bored as the idle chit chat started to revolve around school, movies and tv-shows. She’d worked on her tan for a good 30 minutes and it was about time to flip over. She glanced around to evaluate her options as to who got to rub lotion on her backside.

Tom was a risky choice, although she certainly would enjoy his hands, but she didn’t want to give him the wrong idea. Tina would most likely just run off with her bikini altogether. She felt a cold shiver running over her spine at the thought, being bare naked in front of Tom was scary, at the same time the thought of giving him an uncensored show was enough to give her a slight tingle between her legs.

Problem was that there was a lot more people who would see her, streaking in front of children, old men, Jenny and Tina wasn’t the least bit arousing.

Which left only remaining choice.

“Jenny? Could you help me a bit? I want to tan my back”

Jenny sprung from her seat in an instant.

“Yes!”

Tina raised her eyebrow looking over at Jenny.

“I knew it….” She muttered to herself, with a sly grin on her face.

“Looks like it’s your lucky day” she whispered towards Jenny winking.

Jenny blushed, Rachel flipped over, slowly, making sure to face Tom as did so. Tom discreetly placed a book on his lap as he felt another bulge growing.

Jenny made her way over, picking up Rachels lotion and began to spread the white liquid over her shoulders and upper back. Rachel casually undid the tight string digging into her back and neck, the top now lay loose trapped between the weight of her breasts and the sunbed.

Jenny proceeded to moisturise Rachels back, paying specific attention to where the straps had been earlier. As Jennys hands softly brushed Rachel’s breasts, Tom stammered. Clutching his book to stay in place.

“Ah, that feels… so good Jenny. You got soft hands” Rachel said teasingly. “Go a bit lower will you? I don’t want to get a sunburn”. She wasn’t lying about the sensation, the cool lotion felt relaxing and freeing, only amplified by the fact that she was now topless, resting her breasts against the thin fabric laying loose on her sunbed.

“Here, sit down on my back, that will give you full access” she said playfully. Jenny shifted her legs and straddled Rachels back, facing the water she now was able to pay full attention to Rachels skimpy clad butt. Jenny hesitated.

“Lower…” Rachel said softly.

Tina raised her sunglasses, enjoying Jennys apparent inner conflict. Jennys arousal was unmistakable, flush body, shaking hands and heavy breaths, yet it seemed as she was hesitant to allow her fingers to explore Rachels inner thighs. “Come on girl, you got this” she muttered to herself.

Rachel parted her legs slightly and lifted her hips, inviting Jenny to go further, silently praying Jenny would take the bait. Jenny hesitated, she was overjoyed at just massaging Rachels skin, but down there…. Felt scary. If she overstepped, Rachel would notice her supressed desires, - Her secret. That is, if she hadn’t already, she was already breathing heavily and felt a throbbing sensation from her own bikini. She was sure the fabric would be warm and damp by now, in direct contact with Rachels skin. She blushed at the thought.

“Go lower” Rachel interrupted her thoughts.

“Oh! yeah, sure Rach! Here I come” Jenny laughed, faking playful confidence. Now assured that the invitation was genuine, and her secret appeared safe. She let herself go, she let her hands wander between Rachels curves. She brushed her finger gently along the string from the back, tracing it all the way to where it shaped into a triangle at the very base of Rachels bikini, her fingers teasingly circulated the triangle between Rachels legs, sliding a finger playfully underneath the fabric.

Rachel closed her eyes, locking out all sounds from her surroundings, focusing intently on Jennys soft hands, her playful fingers, how they followed the seam of her thong, brushing against her, and “accidentally?” brushing against her, lingering where the fabric grew damp. She noticed she was not alone in arousal. The warmth of Jennys resting on her back gave her away. She could feel how the heat of Jennys thighs irradiated, almost throbbingly on her back, and how the Jennys became increasingly damp. Clearly leaking from within her.

Tina was breathing heavily herself as she watched Jenny explore Rachels behind. Her hands twitched towards the seams of her own bikini line. Shaking the impulse of pleasuring herself, a wicked idea raised within her.

Jennys deserved a treat for overcoming her fears and finally letting go. Rachel also deserved a dressing down, after all, she was wearing a friggin eyepatch to a public beach. She knew of Rachels supressed crush, Tom getting a good look at every part of Rachels body would serve as a suitable punishment.

Tina rose from her sunbed carefully and motioned for Tom to follow her. Tom hesitated, unwilling to remove the book which maintained his modesty. Tina tapped her foot impatiently. Tom was part of this plan, and she needed him.

She grabbed him forcefully by the hand and pulled him out of his chair. Tom was desperately clutching his book for dear life.

“For goodness’ sake, let go!”. Tina pushed the book out of his hands.

As the book hit the sand, he looked at Tina with a mix of shock, fear and humiliation. Tina stood speechless as her eyes looked at Toms shorts. The once loose-fitting shorts was now stretched tight, what once was a bulge was now pulling the fabric obscenely, making the shorts look like an ill fitted tent.

Tina felt like her heart skip a beat. She bit her lip, hands twitching with the desire to just grab it forcefully, it looked massive. Shed never seen one this big.

“Sit down there facing Jenny, you’ll get prime seats for what is to come” Tina winked at him. Tom paused questioningly. “Come, I promise you’ll like it” she smiled, tapping his butt as he awkwardly kneeled down in front of Jenny. From his new position he had a clear view of what everything between Rachels legs. He bit his lips taking in the sight before him. Rachel was visibly aroused, the white nylon saturated with dampness gave it an almost transparent look.

Tina grinned deviously as she proceeded with her plan. She quietly approached Rachels side, and carefully untied one of the strings of Rachels bikini bottoms. She tiptoed around the other side, although she might as well been trampling like an elephant. Rachel was lost in an erotic daze, completely unaware of her surroundings, Jenny was exploring desires she had supressed for far too long. Tom was battling a pair of shorts now standing at full salute. She reached the other side of the sunbed and undid the final string. Smiling with a wicked grin, she grabbed hold of the now loose fabric of Rachels bottoms, moved her hand to the similarly loose bikini top. Gave Rachel a smile.

And took off!

Waving Rachels bikini triumphantly in her hands like a flag whilst running through the crowded beach.

The brisk movement of torn fabric shook Rachel awake from her trance. Attempting to coordinate herself she saw Tina, waving some fabric over her head. She felt cool air brushing between her legs, all the way up her… Then it dawned on her, turning her face pale white.

“THAT’S MY BIKINI! GIVE THAT BACK YOU BITCH!”

Rachel attempted to push herself up, but Jennys weight pinned her down. **** to recover her now eloped modesty she started flailing her legs. Tom was now utterly lost in what happened before him, ignoring risks of a potential kick. He could see - Everything. Every crevice, every fold, Rachels now fading arousals effect on the dry sunbed.

Rachel rolled over on her side and pushed Jenny off her. Now free of all restraints she took up the chase. Screaming and cursing as she reached the lifeguard shack…

“GET BACK HERE!”