Not even close.

While Brooke dozed off, Mia struggled to take advantage of the chance to clear her head. It worked a little. With her friend just lying there, it was a lot easier for Mia to focus on her reading and not look over that way. However, realizing that Brooke's display was turning her on seemed to have broken some seal inside Mia, and even though Brooke wasn't actively doing anything to draw her attention, she still found her thoughts, and occasionally her gaze, wandering irresistibly back to the brunette. Sheer continued insanity of this whole situation notwithstanding, she couldn't stop thinking how natural Brooke looked lying there, so completely comfortable in her skin, unafraid to leave herself so totally **** in front of God knew who. Was that the thing that was affecting Mia so much? Was she getting turned on by the sight of her friend's body, or by the possibility that her actions spoke of, the freedom of being so open without fear of the consequences?

No way could I ever do that....

Mia thought about what Brooke had said before, that she tanned naked in her backyard on the regular. If Mia had been with her one of those times, would she have had the guts to join in? A crowded public beach was one thing, but a screened-in yard with no one else around...then again, Brooke's backyard wasn't exactly the picture of privacy either, plenty of neighbors having an easy view if they cared to look...still, it wasn't like Mia had any problem with being naked in front of other people on principle. It was just a question of how they'd react, if they'd be hurt or upset, or harass her. She was familiar with the concept of nude beaches, of course...could she get naked in a place like that? Would she enjoy it?

She realized she was staring at Brooke again. Fuck. Wrenching her gaze away, she took another cautious survey of the onlookers. The college guys were still there, seemingly in no hurry to move; they were carrying on as before, doing their best to look relaxed while failing to hide their regular glances. With Brooke not doing much, though, they seemed a little less interested for the moment. Over on Mia's side, the two older ladies were still keeping to themselves, but as Mia looked their way, one of them chanced to meet her gaze from behind her dark sunglasses. The stranger inclined her head significantly toward Brooke, then flashed Mia a mischievous smile. Mia felt her face flush as the woman returned to her chat with her friend. Clearly, those two had also noticed what was happening by now, but they certainly didn't seem bothered either.

Before Mia could think too much about that, she was distracted by a murmur from Brooke. The brunette was still dozing, a dreamy smile on her face. Realizing it had been a good few minutes, Mia reached over and laid a hand on her friend's shoulder, gently shaking her. "Hey."

Brooke gave a little snort as she started awake, blinking. "Oh...hey." Closing her eyes again with a deep sigh, she slowly ran her palms down her tummy, toward her hips. "God, I was having the hottest dream."

Mia's flush deepened. "Sorry," she said, the word coming out a little more snappish than she meant it. "Just didn't want you to burn."

"Mhm." Rolling over onto her front, Brooke laid back down with her head on her forearms, eyes still closed with that same dreamy smile. "How's your book?"

Mia blinked; even though it was still in her hands, she'd almost forgotten about it. "It's...interesting."

"Good." In the awkward silence that followed, Mia **** her gaze back to the page. She should've been glad Brooke wasn't lying on her back anymore; saved her the temptation to ogle her tits. Jesus, what's with me right now?

The silence stretched on. After a minute, Mia thought Brooke had gone back to sleep. Then she heard the soft rustling of her friend moving on her towel, and then...something else. A sound faint enough to be barely audible above the chatter of the crowd, repetitive, rhythmic...and wet.

A chill ran down Mia's spine. No fucking way....

Almost too afraid to look, she turned to glance over at her friend. Her heart dropped into her stomach as her fears were confirmed. Brooke had moved her right arm from beneath her head to under her body, and had her hand between her parted legs, fingers moving in steady circles on her pussy.

"Brooke!" Narrowly managing to make it a hiss instead of a cry, Mia ducked her head down toward the sand in some futile attempt to put herself beneath notice. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"What?" Brooke was as calm as ever, head still resting on her free arm, eyes still closed. "I'm just rubbing one out." She said it the way someone might say they were getting a drink of water. "I'm horny."

"You...." Mia tried to form words; it wasn't easy. "You can't do that! We're in public! People can see you!" The detached part of her brain that was still functioning somewhat normally pointed out that that hadn't stopped Brooke so far. Still, how else was she supposed to respond?

"So?" Brooke's nonchalance was really starting to get on Mia's nerves. "I'm already naked. Anyway, it'll just take me a minute."

This...this was simply too much. Mia was left utterly speechless, unable to muster any response, yet helpless to look away as Brooke casually rubbed her clit without a care in the world for the audience. And an audience there certainly was. Out of the corner of her eye, Mia saw that the college guys had been roused from their bored disinterest and were now unabashedly staring with jaws practically down on the sand. Though Brooke was being quiet, and wasn't drawing such widespread attention as her little walk had earlier, a couple of other groups sitting further down the beach had clearly taken notice as well, a few phones coming back out to take more pictures and videos. Mia found herself thinking about what a perfect view those people would have of what Brooke was doing from their angle down between her legs, how clearly they'd be able to see her friend's pussy, no doubt swollen and glistening with wetness from the squelching sounds Mia was hearing, how her plump lips would look so juicy moving with her fingers....

True to her word, Brooke didn't take her time about it. As she brought herself closer, her breathing deepened, her mouth parting slightly around soft sighs and murmurs of pleasure. Mia was transfixed. She'd seen other women getting off in porn a few times, though it wasn't something she'd sought out, but this was on a whole other level. That Brooke was so completely unashamed, she hadn't even thought twice about rubbing herself off in front of her best friend and half the town just because she was horny and felt like it.... Distantly, Mia realized she was soaking beneath her bikini bottoms.

It happened with hardly any warning. With one last deep breath, Brooke let out a long, unbroken groan of bliss, while between her legs, Mia witnessed something incredible: a flood of clear girl-cum spurting from Brooke's pussy to stain her towel, gushing powerfully enough to reach between her knees. The fluid glistened in the sunlight, sparkling like the surface of the lake. Mia watched, held fast as if by magic, as Brooke creamed herself like a Goddamn fire hydrant, yet nothing about the sound her friend made or the way she moved said that this was at all unusual or surprising for her. She went on rubbing her clit, more little squirts following that first powerful flood, leaving her towel a soaked mess.

It seemed to go on for ages, but really, it was over in a few seconds. Her fingers finally stopping, Brooke let out a deep, satisfied sigh. "Mmm...that felt good."

Mia swallowed, her mouth suddenly bone-dry. "Is...is that how you always cum?" The words were out before she knew what she was saying.

Brooke shook her head a little. "Nah, only sometimes. When I'm really turned on."

Lost for words, Mia just watched as Brooke gathered her arms beneath her shoulders and rolled onto her back once again. The motion had her face Mia for a second along the way, and in that moment, Mia couldn't help but dart her gaze down between her friend's legs. The sight she found made her cheeks burn and sent a twinge through her core. Brooke's pussy was still swollen, her engorged labia flushed red, her clit protruding visibly from beneath its hood—it was larger than average, Mia couldn't help but think, but somehow it suited its owner, a visible embodiment of her shameless sexuality. She was still soaked with her juices, lips glistening, and Mia wondered what she tasted like, how it would feel to push her face between Brooke's legs and drink her arousal, breathe in the scent of it....

Brooke finished turning onto her back, and the spell was broken. Heart pounding, Mia frantically scanned the beach; the audience Brooke had drawn with her masturbation was still watching, phone cameras still trained on the post-orgasmic brunette, but no one was approaching or interfering. Small mercies, Mia supposed.

"My pussy looks good, doesn't it?" The question snapped Mia's attention back to Brooke. Again, she spoke with the same nonchalance as if she were asking about the weather.

Mia blinked. "Uh...w-what?"

"Oh, I just like the way it looks after I squirt." Adjusting her position on the sand, Brooke brought her feet up close to her butt, knees bent, and spread her legs, totally casual about the motion despite how obviously she was putting herself on display to those further down the beach. "Y'know, with my lips and my clit all thick and juicy. Feels amazing, too."

There was no possible response Mia could muster, but it seemed Brooke wasn't necessarily expecting one. The redhead tried to refocus her thoughts, but it was impossible. She was an absolute mess: her own pussy was on fire, but she could hardly remember where she was or what she was supposed to be doing. Too much...it was all just too much.

"I think I need a nap," she heard herself say softly. Sleep would help. Maybe when she woke up, she'd find out this was all a dream after all.

"Alright," Brooke replied. "I'll make sure you don't burn."

Nodding instinctively, Mia moved her book aside, lay back on her towel, and closed her eyes. She tried to empty her thoughts, but they just kept going back to the same ten-second loop of Brooke squirting all over her towel, that deep groan of absolute bliss echoing in Mia's ears.

Nonetheless, the sun was warm, and before long, the redhead found herself drifting off....