Corinne gropes EVERYONE!

The rest of the BBs and DDs had swum out just far enough that they couldn't feel the sand anymore. Lynn stuck close to Saki and was eyeing her with mischief in her eyes. Joy and Rachel watched with amusement.

"There's Terri," Joy said. "Heh, she looks happy."

"And there's Corinne," Rachel followed up as Corinne swam closer. "She's probably to blame for that. Wait a minute... is that girl wearing her bottoms on her head?"

"Marco!" Corinne called out.

"Uh... Polo?" Joy answered back.

"No! Don't!" Rachel warned, but it was too late; Corinne had locked on and was zooming towards them like a homing missile. Before Joy could react to what was happening, she had a pair of hands latched onto her breasts.

"Ah! What the fuck?!" Joy gasped. Corinne mercilessly groped Joy's voluminous breasts, kneading them in her grip and playing with her pouty nipples.

"Oooh! So squishy!" the bikini-blindfolded girl exclaimed. "So full! You've got some real whopping whoppers! Bigger than Tessa... softer than Rae Rae... not Saki-size... Hmmm... Do she got the booty?"

Corinne moved her grip from Joy's boobs down her thighs and squeezed her bodacious booty. Joy squeaked.

"She do!" Corinne cheered. "It's Schnauzer! Heya Mei!"

"Let go!" Joy demanded.

"Aww, you sound so grumpy. I'm gonna write you a prescription for a serving of tickles!"

"Ah!" Joy squeaked again as Corinne attacked her soft tummy with a torrent of tickling. "S-stop! Ahaha!"

"There you go! All better!" Corinne giggled. She finished off with one more good squeeze of Joy's invitingly soft breasts. "Next... Rae Rae's gotta be here somewhere."

Rachel recoiled, but Corinne's senses were too sharp for her to swim away. Once again, Corinne's hands became heat-seaking missiles and found their target with military precision.

"Big an' firm!" Corinne observed. "And little bumps in the delicious center. I know these boobs like the back of my hand. Don't I, Rae Rae?"

"Not again..." Rachel groaned as Corinne literally rubbed the back of her hand over Rachel's stiff nipples. What she didn't expect was for Corinne to swipe a few fingers between her thighs. "Ah!"

"Getting a little bumpy down there," Corinne teased. "Gonna style it?"

"No, I'm not," Rachel flushed, but Corinne was gone.

Meanwhile, Lynn was either too drunk to notice how everyone else had gone quiet, or too far gone to care.

"Your friends are weird," Lynn said to Saki, who was frantically miming a shushing gesture. "Like, seriously, where did you find these girls? The zoo? Is this bitch actually part animal, or does she just dress like- yahh!"

"Oooh! New boobs!" Corinne said hungrily. "And they're fun-sized!"

"I am not fun-sized!" Lynn growled, but her voice turned to mush as soon as Corinne cupped and rubbed her breasts in her hands.

"Pointy and perfectly perky!" Corinne confirmed. She gave Lynn's delightful boobs another squeeze. Lynn's cupcakes were a real treat, but being honest wouldn't be nearly as fun as messing with her. "Could use some more air in these balloons, though..."

"Oh my GOD!" Lynn screeched. "Saki, can I kill her?! Please?!"

Against her better judgment (probably from the booze), Saki let out a laugh. "Good luck! I've been trying for years!"

"The white whale!" Corinne bellowed as if she were Captain Ahab himself. "Cannonballs off the port bow!"

Saki steeled herself. Corinne had gotten her hands on her enormous boobs once or twice in the past, and she hadn't done anything terrible then. She could handle a few seconds of groping.

What Saki forgot was that this time, she didn't have any protection for her hyper-sensitive nipples.

Corinne seized ahold of Saki's awe-inspiringly huge tits. "Fire one!"

A jolt of electricity shocked Saki from head to toe. Her nipples, stiff and long from the cold water, felt like they'd caught fire. Corinne didn't know it, but she may as well have harpooned her dear leader.

"Big, bigger, biggest!" Corinne cheered, plumping and bouncing Saki's overwhelming breasts. "I'd know these boobs anywhere! No bra can contain the bounce of these boobs!"

"Nnnnh!" Saki gasped. "Corie, p-please... be gentle!"

"Aha!" Corinne said. "I've found your weak point! Prepare for massive damage!"

Corinne pinched Saki's quivering peaks and rubbed. Slowly.

"Oh, God!" Saki shuddered. Her toes curled and her spine went rigid; every single nerve in her body was firing at once. After an eternity of unbearable ecstasy, Saki threw back her head and let out a piercing scream.

Corinne smiled and released her dear leader's nipples. Ever since she'd "accidentally" walked in on Saki without her bra and saw those nipple covers, she'd always wanted get underneath them. Now she could cross that off her (very short) list of things to do before life got boring.

"Score one for team Fun!" Corinne smiled. "Who's next? Where's Tessie?"

What she didn't realize was that Saki's spine-tingling orgasm had given someone the perfect opportunity to sneak up on her. Before she had the chance to react to the splashing behind her, Corinne found her boobs being groped ferociously by a mystery newcomer.

"My turn!" a tipsy Marigold squeaked. "Gotcha, 'girlfriend!' "

"Whoa!" Corinne laughed. Mari's hands were clumsy and uncertain, but her eagerness outweighed everything else as she scooped and squeezed Corinne's ample breasts. Marigold wrapped her legs around Corinne's midsection and held tight. Corinne gasped as Marigold's mind-blowingly large breasts pressed against her back. She'd caught a glimpse of the size of LittleLamb's tits underwater, but she'd assumed it was the light playing tricks on her.

For the first time in her life, Corinne was at a loss for words.

"I got you!" Mari repeated. She'd found Corinne's delicate pink nipples and was flicking at them clumsily, just enough to make Corinne wince. "Kiki, does that mean I win?"

"Yes," Kiona said, trying and failing to keep the laughter from her voice. "You win, Mari. Congratulations."

"Aw, yeah!" Mari whooped.

"Grab her ass!" Joy called out. "She got mine, she's asking for payback!"

"Yeah!" Lynn shouted. "Grab her everything!"

Corinne laughed in between Mari's rounds of clumsy groping up and down her tummy. As Mari went lower, Corinne swore she could feel a very, very fluffy bushel of hair rubbing where Marigold's thighs ended.

Mari's fingers went lower. She rubbed over Corinne's trimmed bush styled like a set of fox whiskers, exploring it curiously. Then she traced the rows of hair like she was playing connect-the-dots.

For the moment, Corinne let her do as she wanted. Deep down, she could sense that Mari was her kind of crazy.