"Come on guys we're burning sunshine." Debbie said from the front seat of the little red convertible.
"Hey, we got wheels." Millie, the youngest of the three yelled. She was the last one of the three to graduated from high school this year. Her Catholic school was always last in everything.
Pam looked at the car and frowned. "Your sister ain't going to like you taking her car."
"She said I could use it today while she was in class at the college. I just have to pick her up by six. That gives us at least eight hours at the beach if we get our ass's in gear."
"It's only fifteen minutes to the beach." Millie said with a hint of confusion in her voice.
"She wants to go to Dykes, I mean Blacks Beach." Pam said still frowning.
"Oh man, my mom will kill me if she even thinks I would go to that place." Millie said looking around at her friends.
"She's bound and determined to get a dildo shoved up her ass before she's through." Pat said looking directly at Debbie, but talking to Millie, "She can't find a boy to suit her, so she thinks she must be a lezzie."
"Some girls from our school went down there last year at the end of school. I heard that one got fucked and a couple more got ate. One girl got both." Millie whispered.
"And the fucking problem is?" Debbie asked sharply. "I'm going and you guys can come along or not, it's up to you, I ain't twisting your arm."
"It ain't my arm being twisted that I'm worried about." Pat said as she hopped over the door into the front seat next to Debbie. She turned and looked at Millie, "Are you in or out."
Millie shook her head, "I can't go there."
"Okay then, just keep your fucking mouth shut about us going." Debbie told her as she pulled the transmission down in drive.
As the car pulled away Pat said to Debbie. "I'm only going to keep you from getting killed."
"No you're not!" Debbie said with a chuckle. "You're going so you can get your sweet little pussy ate by someone besides me."
"Okay, so there's that also." Pat replied with a grin. "But you're going to be the one with a dildo in your ass."
"Who knows, I might like it. Anyway, it would keep the front hole virginal."
"Quit bragging." Pat told her friend. She had lost her cherry earlier in the year to her ex boyfriend. He got what he wanted at the prom and dumped her shortly after that. The night he dumped her was the first time Debbie ate her out. The orgasm she had with Debbie was miles above the one she thought she had with the boyfriend.
*****
It was forty-five minutes to Blacks Beach. The drive there was nice as the road cut between two lakes and gave a view of both. The last few miles were kind of scary as the road was narrow and steep in places. They both had to show their ID's at the gate. You had to be eighteen to even get in the place since it was clothing optional.
The age verification thing was another reason the place was popular. If you were inside the grounds you were of legal age. Predators of both sexes were plentiful and aggressive. Debbie and Pat both took deep breaths as they cleared the gate and head across the parking lot.
They found a place to park in the back corner of the lot under a big oak tree. As they got out of the car Pat asked, "I've got my bikini on under my shorts and tee shirt, what are you going to wear?"
Debbie grinned and opened her tote bag. She pulled a tiny bit of bright pink material out and shook it at Pat. "It's called a wicked weasel. I ordered it on-line and had it delivered to a post office box." She paused to grin. "This is both the top and the bottom."
"Holy shit! There ain't enough material there to cover my nipples." Pat replied coming around the car with her backpack in her hand. Pat's breasts were large but her nipples were huge. If a pencil erasure was normal then Pat was three times as big around and twice as long.
Debbie giggled and said, "It's stretches, or so they say. I haven't had a chance to try it on."
"What if it doesn't fit?" Pat asked.
"Then I'll go naked."
"You would, wouldn't you?"
"In a heartbeat. I'm ready to show my shit off and see how much it turns me and others on." Debbie replied in a whisper.
Looking around, Pat asked, "Are you going to change right here?"
"As good a place as any." Debbie replied with a grin. "Why don't you lose those cloths and the top to your bikini. Those nipples of yours are going to make some people cry and/or drool. I know they make me get all wet." Debbie grinned and licked her lips.
"That look on your face is making me wetter than I was to start with." Pat said as she whipped her tee shirt off over her head. She wiggled out of her shorts and dropped her clothes in the front seat of the car.
Debbie licked her lips again as her eyes wander over the large twin bumps outlined in the center of each cup of Pat's yellow bikini top. Pat turned around and unhooked the bikini top. Then she stood there looking around, ignoring Debbie. Debbie laughed as she started to strip.
Her blouse joined Pat's on the front seat. Debbie's breasts were far smaller than Pat's but they were full for their size. The dark circles under her fingertip-sized nipples were crinkled. Her nipples were so hard that they hurt. She brushed her hands over them and gasped as a jolt of pleasure shot straight to her stomach.
She shivered as she unfolded the tiny top and slipped it on over her head. It was one piece with no catch or snap. The stretchy material was mesh like and very thin. When she had it settled over her breasts she giggled.
Pat looked around and did a double take. "Holt shit!" She whispered after a second or two.
"Yeah." Debbie agreed. The top covered a strip about three inches wide up the center of each breast. The dark areas under her nipples were clearly visible under the bright pink material. More of her breasts were bare than covered.
"Your nipples wouldn't stand a chance in this thing." Debbie said with a grin, her eyes riveted on Pat's overly large hard nipples.
Pat raised her hands and covered the ends of her breasts. As they touched her nipples, she gave a little jerk. Debbie laughed and wiggled out of her shorts, her underwear going with them. Pat's eyes were on her thin blonde bush and she licked her lips.
Debbie dropped the shorts in the front seat and ran her hands over her hips, ass, and then over her sex. As a finger dipped between the slightly parted lips, she felt her wetness. She wiggled her hips and sighed.
Pat looked up at her face and frowned. "I should have shaved better. I just trimmed my bikini line." She said softly.
"I have a razor and some baby oil in my bag." Debbie said off handedly as she straightened the twists from the pink bottoms of the suit.
"Yeah right, I'm going to lay out in the wide open and let you shave my pussy."
