The start of the contest.

A new day dawned, with brilliant sunshine and blue skies. The two girls arrived early for the contest and met up with Natalie who provided them with T-shirts of her shop and flyers for the crowd. Emma and Robyn then walked amongst the crowd who were anticipating the start of the pro surf competition. The Aussie beauties smiled sweetly at everyone as they handed out business cards with discounts for Natalie's 'Splish-Splash' swimwear shop.

Robyn wore a form-fitting white tee with aqua graphics for the shop on front and back. The tight shirt stopped above her belly, seeming a match with her flowered boy-cut shorts. Emma wore a larger shirt that didn't call as much attention to her huge chest and was long enough to protect her bared ass cheeks from sun and hands.

As the two surf buddies covered the crowd nearest the breakers, Emma caught her friend staring wistfully at the emerald waves carrying the practicing surfers. She put an arm around the little blonde, smiling to her self.

The two continued until they ran out of cards, gently rebuffing the many advances from their many newfound admirers. They did tell them to cheer for them at the upcoming bikini contest though.

Minutes before the start of the contest, Emma and Robyn approached the yellow wooden stage to sign in. They pulled off the T-shirts as the sun was getting unbearable. They would put them on before they took the stage, as they discussed with Natalie. Five women with miniscule suits were before them filling out forms and getting numbers marked on their bodies in the order they signed up. Emma started her paperwork and as Robyn approached, two overly made-up blondes with metallic one-piece slingshot suits just big enough to cover their nipples and pussies pushed past and started to sign in.

Emma looked back and saw Robyn was ready to clock the peroxide blondes for stepping between them. She pulled her friend aside and told her, "Don't fret Robs. It's better we don't go on right after each other anyhow. We have a better chance of standing out from these bimbos if we go up between them." She was glad her friend seemed to understand. Robyn could be feisty when riled.

The friends stood by the stairs to the stage with the other ten women. Emma saw the many admiring male stares from the sea of faces in the ever-increasing crowd. Robyn stared at the sand, kicking it with her bare foot, still looking peeved.

Emma had an idea. "Come on Robs, cheer up. Soon we're going to be a thousand dollars richer!" Emma coaxed jiggling her friend's arm.

Robyn looked up at her slyly. "You mean you will be. I'll be in line for the no-booby prize!"

"Oh stop!" Emma scolded. "Remember what Natalie said. It's about the whole package."

Robyn shivered a little in the blazing sun. She remembered what Natalie said and did. She had never been touched like that.

Emma saw the faraway look in her friend's eyes and knew what she must be thinking about. She wanted her mind here. "Let's get all nice and shiny for the judges Rob," Emma said reaching for some tanning oil in her bag. "You do me first."

Robyn thought nothing of rubbing the oil on her friend. She'd put sunscreen on her many times at the beach. She took the bottle and readied to squeeze some in her hand.

"No. Just squirt some right on me. It'll shine more in the sun with a thicker coat." Emma coaxed, noticing the men at the judge's table as well as the nearby spectators were watching intently.

Robyn dutifully did as Emma asked, squirting the clear gel onto her exposed belly and cleavage. As Robyn rubbed the oil in, Emma pressed herself into the blonde's hands creating quite a show.

Innocently Robyn proceeded to her buddy's back. Emma told her to make sure to get her light-skinned bum so it wouldn't burn. Robyn did so not realizing her kneading hands were the cause of the crowd's uproar. When she had finished greasing up her friend's tanned legs, Emma took the bottle from her.

"Now let me do you," Emma said as she squirted the oil in the tight cleavage of her blonde friend's firm breasts. Emma, of course, made a great show of rubbing the oil into her friend's satiny flesh while making eye contact with the appreciative crowd. Down she went, rubbing Rob's washboard abs, making them stand out even more. She then got Rob to turn around and lean on the far handrail. Everybody got to see Emma pour the oil down Robyn's taut back, skipping her shorts to run the liquid down each well-muscled leg. The roar of the crowd increased as they saw Emma's hands disappear under the little spandex shorts of the blonde, working the oil into all of the girl's high-riding ass cheeks. Little did they know that Emma decided to take a page from Natalie's book and finger the little blonde's tight slit for a few precious seconds.

As Robyn leaned on the rail recovering from the climax, Emma threw Robyn her T-shirt. "Come on, Robs were up next!" Emma informed her as she pulled on her own tee.