Rub the lotion on Fang.

You squeeze the bottle, getting a decently sized blob of sunscreen on your palm. After placing the bottle back down, you rub your palms together, and you then slide your hands forwards across her bare back. Her ears twitch, and her long, fluffy tail begins swaying left and right. It slaps you in the face, causing you to reposition your head and dodge her accidental strikes. Despite her loud personality, her body is small, and you bring your grip up said slender body to slip beneath her hair and rub her neck. Your hands continue out and across her bare shoulders, down her arms, and they finally return to her back just above the base of her tail.

"Thanks again for inviting me," Fang whispers. "I know our interactions together have mostly been strange, but I'm glad you thought of me."

"No problem. Thanks for coming."

Her skin is smooth and clear, and she may be flat, but her petite body is cute in its own way. She also has an amazing rear, which is held tightly by the wedging bottoms of her rolled-down one piece.

After you finish with her back, you start at her feet and make your way slowly up the backs of her legs. You wrap your fingers around her thighs and curl them around to cup the cheeks of her ass. Then, you massage back down again. Your thumbs slip between her legs, along her sensitive inner thighs, all while just grazing the edge of where her swimsuit meets her skin. Her tail above begins to twitch back and forth, and through the struggled sounds of her sharp breaths, you hear noises of pleasure unable to be silenced completely. She has a hand over her mouth, and she's doing her best to muffle her moans. Your hands move back up and massage the exposed curves sticking out of her swimsuit's bottoms, causing them to jiggle up and down as you continue for a few moments longer. Finally, you pull away, leaving her body good and shiny.

Your cock tingles.

She shivers. "Th-Thanks... I feel much safer now."

"I'm glad I could help," you say as you squeeze a bit more of the sunscreen onto your palm. It seems to be almost empty. You then begin rubbing it over your body as well, and as you do, she peeks an eye up to watch.

"You can't get everywhere either, Kyle."

"I guess not."

She brings an arm over her chest as she stands up from the towel. Then, she turns away, and begins doing her best to both cover up as well as wiggle the suit back up and over her body. It looks like she's running into some troubles, however.

"Need help?" you ask.

"Fine! Just don't peek over my shoulder."

You take both straps of her one piece and pull them up her body. She begins to blush as you aid in her dressing, and she slips her arms through the sides before taking hold of it herself and snapping it back on. She then turns and points back down at the towel.

"Your turn," she says.

After handing the bottle over, you lay down on your stomach in the warm spot she left behind. You can't see much from your position of your cheek laying against your crossed arms, other than the barely visible side of her body through your peripheral vision. That's why you're so caught by surprise when you feel the embrace of her body laying itself down over your back, squishing you against the ground. Though, she is rather light.

"Comfy and warm~!" she says and begins to giggle. "How about I put it on like this?"

She slides her hands across your shoulders and down your back, all while her body continues to press up against you. Her own lotion rubs off on you as well, as if she's trying to apply it all using her body. Eventually, she sits up right above your ass and pins you down, continuing to rub her hands up and down along your lower back. Her playful methods, the sight of her body earlier, the feeling of your hands caressing her figure, and now the pressure against your groin, all add up at last. You can't keep your cock from stiffening up, and it attempts to rise up despite being trapped beneath the weight of a cat girl.

"You're... crushing me," you mutter.

"I aaam?" she says into your ear.

Before your manhood is crushed, she climbs off to the side. You breathe a sigh of relief. When you peer up to her, she seems to be snickering with a large grin across her face.

"You go off and play. I'm just going to rest for a few first," you say.

"Because you don't want the girls to see you like that, hm?" she replies. "I hope you can get it back down that easily."

"Shush, you. I'll be fine."

She leans in close and whispers into your ear. "What if I say here? Will that make it harder?"

Before you can answer, she leans back again and continues to giggle with glee. She's having far too much fun. You start to fear that you'll be trapped here all day, unless you really want to show your pitched tent to all the other girls at the beach. Though, your fears are unneeded. Fang cuts you a break. She sighs deeply and stands to depart.

"Better not take too long," she says. "People might get curious."

It's a relief when she leaves you be. Fang heads off elsewhere on the beach for the time being, giving you a chance to take a breather.