Rylie walked outside and raised her hand to her forehead to shield her eyes from the blinding sun. The unseasonably warm weather was a lovely surprise, and she intended to enjoy every minute. Her friend Danika was on the way to join her in her sun-seeking frivolity and a backyard picnic. The light glistened off of Rylie's pale skin as she laid out the checkered picnic blanket beneath a large oak tree. Her skimpy metallic purple bikini showed off her voluptuous curves, but for the moment she wore a sheer cover up, so only the suggestion of sensuality peeked through.
"Rylie!" Danika's voice echoed across the large and secluded backyard and Rylie made out her slim figure walking towards her, dark skin resplendent against a white bikini and sarong.
"Hey boo!" Rylie called out and waved Danika over to the picnic blanket, where there was laid out a succulent feast of charcuterie and wine.
"Wow, what a spread!" Danika exclaimed in delight, raising her hands to cup her face in surprise. "You did all this for me?"
"For US, this bitch is hangry," Rylie laughed and patted the blanket beside her, "Come sit! Let me pour you a drink." Rylie pulled out two silicone wine glasses, perfect for an outdoor luncheon, and poured a generous amount of sweet red wine into both cups.
"Let's make a toast!" Danika excitedly spoke as she lowered herself onto the blanket and accepted her glass.
"What shall we toast to?" Rylie queried.
"To being bad bitches!" Danika giggled and raised her glass.
"To being bad bitches," Rylie agreed, and they tapped their cups together.
They sipped and giggled as the wine went to their heads. They munched on the selection of meats, cheeses, and fruit as they chatted about their weekends and loathing to return to work the next day.
"Is anyone else here?" Danika queried quietly to Rylie.
"Ohh, uh yeah, my older stepbrother is hanging around the house I guess. How come?"
"I saw someone peeking through the curtains in your window," Danika laughed in relief.
"Oh God I'm sorry. He can be such a perv." Rylie flipped her purple hair over her shoulder and saw the curtains move out of the corner of her eye.
"You don't think he's like...touching himself watching us do you?" Danika giggled.
Rylie wrinkled her nose, "Ew, Dani. I don't think about him like that."
"I bet he thinks about you that way," Danika smirked, "I bet he jerks off to you all the time. He's always at your house."
"I don't know, he says my wi-fi is better than his. Maybe it is weird." Rylie suddenly looked bashful, a blush creeping across her heart shaped face.
"Let's mess with him a little," Danika snickered, then leaned over and kissed Rylie on the mouth, brushing her tongue against Rylie's soft pink lips. Rylie quickly leaned away.
"Stop it Dani. This is so weird."
Danika stroked Rylie's thigh with her hand, "Come on, you know he's hot. Let's turn him on a little bit just to fuck with his head." She leaned in and kissed Rylie 's neck, which put a shiver down her spine. Rylie had always had an attraction to her bestie, and had even masturbated to the thought of her before, but she never expected anything to actually happen. It was weird that Dani was doing it to tease her step-brother, but Rylie couldn't help but to let it happen.
Suddenly Danika's arms encircled Rylie and pulled her cover-up over her shoulders and tossed it to the ground. Her lips met Rylie's once more and this time when Rylie felt Dani's tongue brush her lips she opened her mouth to allow both of their tongues to touch. The kiss deepened and Rylie could feel her nipples harden in excitement. Almost as if on cue, Danika began to explore Rylie's breasts with her hand, squeezing gently and teasing her nipples through her bikini top. Rylie's pussy began to moisten and she moaned gently.
Danika pulled away and looked at Rylie with mischief in her eyes. "Let's go inside and play. Make him listen to us play with each other."
Rylie's eyes widened and she turned bright red. "I don't know, Dani, that's...I mean...I want to. But...I don't know--"
Danika placed her hand between Rylie's thighs and pressed against her wet slit. She leaned forward to whisper, "Feels like you want to."
