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Chapter 8 by wicker wicker

What's next at the beach? Or do you leave and head to town?

More fun

You are spent now, so you try to find something to do before you can work up another load. You walk down the beach until you see two young women laying about and chatting about something. One is a blonde, and the other is a brunette. Both a pretty with slender builds. You stop near them.

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Ignore my presence.

Both ignore you as you walk up to them and it in front of them. You concentrate on the blonde.

You need to fill your bikini bottoms with sand.

"So, I think your's is prettier, but..." the blonde says before trailing off. She sits up and moves over the sand and kneels in the sand. She starts shoveling handfuls of sand into her bikini bottoms.

"What the fuck are you doing, Sandy?" asked the brunette.

"I don't know!" said Sandy. "I just feel I have to do this!" She kept shoveling sand into her bikini bottoms.

"Stop it!" said the brunette.

"I can't. I have to do this!" said Sandy.

Keep packing the sand in then do the back of your bikini bottom.

Sandy kept packing the sand in until the front of her bikini bottoms were full then she started shoveling sand into the back of her bikini bottoms.

"Sandy, stop it!" said the brunette.

You concentrate on the brunette.

Take off your bikini top and massage your tits and don't stop.

The brunette, who was sitting up as she was pleading with Sandy to stop. She removed her bikini top then started massaging her tits. "What the fuck?!"

You smile as you watch the befuddled young women act against their better instincts.

After Sandy's bikini bottoms were stuffed full of stand, you had more for her.

Stand up and do jumping jacks. Don't stop.

Sandy got up and started doing jumping jacks. "Why am I doing this?! Why can't I stop?!"

You know the sand is working its way up her ass crack and in her pussy.

You turn back to the brunette.

Stand up and pull your bikini bottoms to your ankles. Leave them there then go back to massaging your tits.

The brunette does as you commanded. She is totally freaked out.

You turn back to Sandy.

Walk up and down the beach to the lifeguard tower and back lifting your knees as high as you can. You cannot change out of your bikini or get any sand out until you get home.

Sandy stops the jumping jacks then starts walking down the beach, lifting her knees high. Her bikini bottoms are starting to sag.

"Where are you going?" asked the brunette.

"I can't stop!" said Sandy.

You focus on the brunette again.

Follow Sandy. You can't lift up your bikini bottoms or stop massaging your tits until you get to the car.

The brunette shuffles off after Sandy.

You laugh out loud and look around to see if you can stir up any more mischief.

What's next?

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