A clam of sorts, and an emerging pearl

Molly was star struck, her eyes glued to one spot. If she hadn’t been underwater Molly’s mouth would have dried up. In front of her, she saw that Nora was not just topless, but was in fact skinny dipping. But that alone wasn’t what held her attention. What drew her in the most was the state Nora was in.

In the past Nora had never been one to shave much, but today she was completely bare, not wanting any embarrassing loose hairs to peek out of her swimwear. This gave Molly an unobstructed view of Nora’s pussy. She had a strong desire to swim forward and taste it, regardless of the surrounding water. She held back, of course, knowing that Nora would freak out if Molly suddenly started tongue-fucking her. But she couldn’t help but imagine it.

Back above the water, Nora was having her own thoughts. She’d noticed Molly acting strange, but didn’t think much of it. As she drifted along with the waves, now alone with Molly beneath, she remembered her state of attire, and felt a sense of naughtiness at the whole situation. She was only a few feet away from someone, her breasts covered by only a piece of plastic. And as far as she knew, they had no idea. She couldn’t believe it at first, but the idea excited her. Normally such thoughts would get her flustered, but with her being secluded with Molly, she was less concerned about potentially prying eyes.

A smaller wave suddenly made her bounce, causing her nipples to again pass over the plastic ridge of her floaty. She couldn’t deny how good it had felt, and found herself wanting to experience it again. She carefully began to grind her boobs against it, fully aware of how obvious it would be to someone else what she was doing. But right now she was safe, no one close enough to bother her, save for Molly, who was still swimming around below.

In the water, Molly has just about managed to pull herself away to get some air, before she was once again pulled in by a new development. Nora was becoming aroused. Molly watched as Nora’s labia began to swell, as if it was daring her to come closer. She stared on, watching silently until finally she saw what she’d been waiting for. Nora’s hood began to retract, revealing her love button to Molly.

Molly began thinking again, her thoughts tainted with her own desires. If Nora was aroused, surely that meant she knew Molly was watching. Had she known all along? And if so, did that mean that she wanted Molly to push things further?