They'll be cutting it close.

Mere minutes later, Jamie was cursing the fact she had allowed herself to be roped into buying swimsuits. The way the bikini bottom mashed her cock into her pussy would have felt amazing, or rather, did feel amazing, it was just... highly inappropriate for the circumstances. Why didn't Jamie wear something fluffier, less constricting, like swimming trunks or something? But then again, Anne probably wouldn't have allowed her baby girl to go out in such unflattering swimwear, and for all her apparent airheadedness, she was still every bit as assertive as before. Besides, it was a moot point anyways. Jamie was wearing her new bikini, her half-engorged cock was throbbing relentlessly, and Anne was having the time of her life. She had grabbed her daughter's arm again, leading her down the boardwalk, chatting happily while the futa tried to keep her breathing under control. They had to find Addie and Monica fast so Jamie could sit down, or preferably lie down. On her stomach.

Already she could feel her cock push the bikini briefs downwards as it stiffened, sweat beading on the futa's brow. How long would it take until the throbbing cock was lifting the front of her pareo like an obscene tentpole? Everyone would stare, like they had just stared at Jamie's topless mother. The futa could almost hear the hushed whispers, feel the lust- and the disdainful stares bore into her; the direction in which her thoughts were heading only made Jamie's problem worse. She could feel her pussy moisten, wetness spreading over the underside of her swelling cock, making it nice and slick as it dripped down the sides of the thick fuckmeat.

Jamie was by now staggering alongside Anne, letting herself be lead by the arm, barely able to process what her mother was babbling about. If only her humongous tits weren't so exposed, touching Jamie's arm once in a while, maybe Jamie would be able to hold on. But then again, Jamie's own breasts were not much better hidden, jiggling lightly with every step, further contributing to her predicament. Where in the world were Monica and Addie? They had to be somewhere around here, Jamie and Anne had almost reached Boutique Mireille; had the other two women walked further down the boardwalk?!

Fuming about not finding them actually helped Jamie focus on something else besides the boiling lust inside of her, granting her at least some reprieve. Not that her cock didn't do its best to incessantly remind her how needy it had become - five loads so far, one of them barely half an hour in the past, and it was already good to go again. Even worse, it demanded to go again! Jamie's breathing had grown ragged, and the futa was walking slightly bowlegged to avoid rubbing the swelling shaft with her muscular thighs. Who cared if she looked stupid, if her half-chub turned into a full-on boner... best not to think about it. Jamie could already feel her bikini bottoms slide down her pert ass, pulled by her hardening shaft. Time was definitely running out.

"Hey, isn't that, like, them?" Anne's question caused Jamie to stop in her tracks, legs quivering and twitching as she fought her losing battle. "Over there, the red and white umbrella. It's totally them, right? Blonde bombshell and a total amazon! I'm, like, so good!"

"Huh, uh, what?" Jamie had trouble thinking or even processing what was happening. It was worse than in the morning when she had faced the same troubles in the cafe; at least there, her genitals hadn't rubbed against each other, feeding off of their warmth and Jamie's throbbing heartbeat. Going commando was a must, and swimsuits were sadly out of the question. At least until Jamie got her libido under control. "I--I think so, yeah...?"

"Yay, I was right! Let's go, let's go!" The futa felt herself pulled towards the red-white umbrella and the pair of women that probably were Addie and her mother. Stumbling through the sand, Jamie felt her arm brush against her mother's body even more, with predictable results. If this went on, Jamie would pants herself with her dick. "Y'know, it might not look like it, but I have, like, suuuper important stuff to finish today. But I, like, got reeaally horny at work thinking about... well, you know, and it's just totally inappuh... inappruh... totally not cool to do something about it at work, so I went home and stuff. Oh hiii~! Are you, like, Addie and Monica?"

"Hm? Oh!" Addie was once again busy with her stream, joking around with the viewers, but Monica looked up from her book, her confusion quickly turning into recognition as she saw Jamie clinging to her mother - and then into a worried frown. "Oh Jamie... again?"

"Ooooh, right, my baby girl told me about how you, like, met and stuff..." Jamie winced as the pet name sent shocks of pleasure through her. "I dunno why it happened this time, but I had a little, like, mishap on the way here, so maybe... Oh, I'm Anne, by the way! Nice to meetcha!"

"Monica, the girl over there chatting with her phone is Addie, but you knew that already," Monica replied, getting up to block another angle of Jamie from sight. The amazonesque woman obviously feared that part of the futa's pareo would soon gain a fair bit of elevation, curtesy of the swelling pole underneath. "But... mishap?"

"Oh, my boobies slipped out, and--"

"JAMIEEE! Oh my god, chat, Jamie made it, and she looks... kinda frazzled?" Addie had noticed the subdued commotion and dashed over as fast as the soft sand allowed, stopping in her tracks when she saw how flushed Jamie's was was, the futa's lips slightly parted and her eyes half closed. "Oh man, that doesn't look too great... guys, I hate to interrupt the stream again, but we might have a medical emergency on our hands. I'll have Maggie put on a rerun of my last gaming stream and will be back as soon as I can. Thanks for understanding, BumbleBee out!"

Putting her phone down on her beach towel, Addie caressed Jamie's shoulder sympathetically, causing the futa to whimper as the touch sent a jolt into her body that made her cock jump, bikini briefs finally slipping down her ass, only the pareo preventing Jamie's cheeks from being completely exposed.

"You poor thing, again? I really don't envy your libido..." The blonde said with a low voice, eyes flicking down to were Jamie's throbbing shaft began lifting the pareo. Jamie's own eyes were racing over Addie's body - the blonde had already mentioned her new string bikini back at the cafe, but seeing it on her voluptuous body was almost too much for the trembling futa. "Okay, Jamie, do you feel you can calm down? We don't really have somewhere to retreat into..."

All Jamie could manage with the waves of lust crashing over her was a keening groan and a shake of her head. Maybe if she had a walk-in freezer to cool her head... but even then, she'd likely make some spermcicles. The feedback between her cock and her pussy was simply to strong.

"There has to be something we can do," Monica replied, craning her neck to look along the beach. "I'm open to suggestions."