On the Varkos' yacht

Helen blushed profusely as she sat on the toilet seat in front of Amanda, naked except for her bikini top. "Why did I accept her help ?" she thought while Amanda sat on her haunches in front of her friend, cream in one hand, razor in the other.

"You know Amanda, I’m perfectly able to do this myself. " Helen said again.

"I know dear, don’t worry I’m a pro at this, it’ll be much faster and easier for you, " the blonde answered before she started to apply the cream on Helen's patch of hair.

"Okay but remember, only a little trimming, I…," Helen said before an involuntary moan ended her sentence. Amanda smiled mischievously as her friend's arousal began to rise.

"Do you like it ?" she asked with an innocent tone. "A gift from Sofia, she said it made wonder to the skin’s sensitivity down there. Don’t you agree? "

Helen could only moan affirmatively. Sofia’s special shaving cream was indeed doing wonders, it felt like a tongue was gently caressing her, reminding her of her previous dream with Zoltan. Her pussy was dripping wet, much to Amanda’s glee, happy to see her friend’s prudish attitude gradually disappear. The sensation only intensified when Amanda began to use the razor, swiftly removing Helen’s dark hair until she was totally bare. Helen regained her senses when Amanda rinsed the cream, gasping as she discovered the result.

"Amanda! I only wanted a little trim, now I look like a…a."

"A whore?" Amanda answered back with a smile. Helen was about to approve when she took a glance at Amanda’s bald crotch, barely hidden by the tiny triangle of red fabric.

"Don’t worry babe, everyone is doing it now. And it will feel so good when your husband will go down on you tonight," Amanda whispered. Helen shivered with desire, Kent had never… but maybe he could… No, he will do it she decided, a mischievous smile on her lips. An image of Kent tied up on the bed while Helen was riding his mouth briefly flashed in her mind.

****

Kent and Richard grinned, being friends with billionaires really had its good moments, and having a trip around a tropical island in a luxurious yacht while sipping champagne was certainly one.

And what a show! The landscape was beautiful but it wasn’t the main source of interest for them. Their wives were the main attraction since they arrived on the yacht. As usual, Amanda was an impressive sight, sensuously walking on a pair of high-heeled sandals as she enjoyed the effects she had on the male assembly. Helen didn’t want to stay behind this time, despite her more conservative choice of shoes. Her lush curves were perfectly emphasized by her tiny white bikini, her large breast proudly on display as she pranced around before lying on a deckchair next to her husband. It was an unfamiliar sensation for her to show so much skin, she felt naked and the sensation of the fabric against her slightly swollen pussy lips were enhancing the feeling. But it felt good, strangely right.

"Where is Stacy?" Kent asked, noticing his daughter’s absence.

"She’s with Sofia, my wife insisted on helping her choosing her swimsuit. Ah, looks like they're ready, " Arman said, smiling as the two beautiful women made their entrance.

Sofia Varko was amazing as always, the dark-haired beauty was wearing a black bikini adorned with metallic chains on the cups and on her hips, the deep neckline showing a large part of her mouth-watering breasts as she sensuously walked toward the group. But for once she was not the main source of attraction. Stacy was walking right behind her, wearing high heeled sandals like Sofia and Amanda, although she wasn’t walking as confidently as the others. Despite himself, Kent could feel his cock harden his swimsuit as he stared at his daughter's almost naked body, her curves barely hidden by a yellow micro bikini; A slim bandeau top with a ruffled trim was showing a good portion of her breasts while a matching thong barely concealed her obviously bald crotch. She was the perfect illustration of a teenage seductress, a mix of innocence and sensuality.

Every witness was either smiling seductively at her or having a growing erection to hide. Everyone except one person.

"Stacy Walker, what the hell are you wearing !?" Helen screamed indignantly, her joy of flaunting her body gone the instant she saw her daughter wearing so little fabric.

"B-but mom, it’s summer and I just wanted a good tan, and your… "

"No excuses young lady, go put on something more decent right now!"

"Yes mom," Stacy answered, bowing her head in defeat. It wasn’t fair, she thought, the swimsuit was lent by Sofia Varko. Everyone was wearing a super sexy swimsuit, why couldn't she? Even her mother was wearing a thong!

Despite her anger, Stacy was an obedient child and when she came back, she was wearing one of her own swimsuits, which covered more skin.

"Don’t worry my dear," Sofia whispered to Stacy’s ear, "we will have a stopover this evening, I’m sure you’ll have a lot of fun."