(This story
can
be read independently from Chapter 1: but in the end, all the chapters will tie together)
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Ron and Nikki spread their blanket near the far end of the beach. It was a hot mid-afternoon and although the beach was far from empty, there was nobody very close to them.
Ron had an ulterior motive: the last time they were at the beach, Nikki had let him cop a feel of her breasts through her bikini top. Several times, actually. He hoped for more, but he'd have been happy today to get some more of the same.
Truth be told, Nikki wanted Ron to take things further - a little further, anyway - at least as much; but she wasn't anywhere near bold enough to say so. She wondered whether buying a skimpier bikini, one she'd have to hide from her parents, might do the trick.
She even had stray thoughts of letting her bikini top "accidentally" come loose one of the times they ran into the surf to cool off; but she could never bring herself to actually do that, even if she could be sure nobody else could see.
How pathetic, she thought: eighteen years old, and no boy's ever seen my breasts. I bet they'd like 'em, too!
Still, it was nice lying here with her boyfriend as he almost lazily stroked her breasts through her top. It felt so good, and made her so crazy as well. And if he thought his swimsuit was hiding his erection, he was wrong. She wondered whether she could stroke
it
through
his
swimsuit.
Or tell him he could slide his hand under her bikini top. Not take the top off, but at least touch her bare tit.
She was convinced she was just about to say that when suddenly they weren't alone: two girls who looked to be a couple of years older than she and Ron set up their blanket close to theirs.
Ron pulled his hand away from her chest immediately, of course.
The two girls, a blonde and a redhead, were wearing bikinis that combined probably didn't have as much material as hers. Ron very obviously noticed.
Still, they were good company. And they'd brought beer, even though it wasn't permitted on the beach: not much, just enough for one can per person, but it was cold and it was beer.
They both had some funny stories to tell, some (but only some) of a sexual nature, and at one point the blonde started to say something about a game the two of them were playing earlier today, but that got the redhead laughing so hard, her right breast fell out of her bikini top. Just for a moment, but Nikki was pretty sure Ron would remember it always.
The redhead stood up. "Take a little walk with me, Nikki?" she asked.
Ron gave a questioning look. "Girl talk," the redhead explained, explaining noting at all.
Nikki followed to the water's edge, and they were waist-deep before the redhead spoke. "Not to be nosy here..." she began.
"Hm?"
"You and Ron still haven't... anything?"
It
was
sort of an intrusive question coming from a near-stranger, but Nikki was grateful for somebody she could talk to. And the were at least fifty yards from the beach blanket, so Ron could barely see them let alone hear what they were saying. "Yeah, we seem to be stuck at first base, or whatever it is when he's just touching me over my clothing."
"Sorry. That must be frustrating."
"So frustrating I could scream sometimes."
"I might be able to help," the redhead said.
"Well, anything you can suggest- hey, whoa, whoa, not that," Nikki said feeling the redhead begin untying her bikini top. "I didn't mean I wanted you to, I mean I'm not..."
The redhead laughed. "In your dreams, girl. I just thought we should exchange tops. You must have noticed Ron can't take his eyes off my friend. My top should fit you, mostly, and it'll certainly get his attention more than that Laura Ingalls bikini top you have on."
"I... guess?"
She continued removing Nikki's top as she spoke. Nikki was nervous about being topless, even though nobody on shore could see her, but it also felt exciting. It felt so good to have the top off after what Ron had been doing, and suddenly she felt self-conscious again, aware of how hard and swollen her nipples were.
The redhead reached around her to hand her her own top, and accidentally brushed the back of her hand against Nikki's left breast. "Oh."
"Sorry, did I hurt you?"
"No, it... um..."
The redhead brushed her hand lightly across Nikki's left nipple, this time intentionally. "What?" she asked.
"Stop, no, it doesn't hurt... it feels... I mean you shouldn't."
"Don't you like it?" the redhead asked, giving the younger woman's nipple a quick pinch.
"God, God, yes, it feels... please, I don't want to like this. I'm not..."
"Neither am I," the redhead said, stepping in front of Nikki now and massaging her breasts in earnest, "but my friend was doing this for me just a few hours ago. Look, you play with yourself, right? Of course you do, everybody does. And you're a girl, playing with yourself with your girl hands. That doesn't make you a lesbian, does it?"
Nikki sensed there was something wrong with this logic, but she was enjoying the redhead's touch too much to think about it. And anyway, who would ever know?
The redhead's naked breasts were right in front of her, and suddenly she felt the strong urge to reach out and grab them. That would be okay, wouldn't it? Her friend had been doing it to her just a few hours ago. Would she even know what to do with another girl's breasts?
While she was thinking about that, the redhead leaned in and closed her lips around her left nipple. Nikki jumped a bit, and the redhead held firm. "Oh my god no no that's too much feels too good I can't..."
The redhead smiled, even as she continued pleasuring the younger girl. True, she'd started out terribly horny, but she was going to make Nikki cum right there in the water, maybe harder than she'd ever cum before. She was as much in control of Nikki as she'd been that boy in the theatre earlier. It made her tingle with excitement. She couldn't believe they'd never played this game before.
She bit down gently on Nikki's nipple. Nikki froze up for a moment then groaned loudly, and thrust her right hand into her own bikini bottoms.
Nikki felt completely out of control. She was half naked in public, another girl was sucking and biting on her nipple, and she had a hand in her bikini panties, frantically masturbating herself.
Another few minutes of this she might have to pull off the panties so she could have better access to her pussy, or to give the redhead better access to her pussy, and then what... then what...
She came hard, so hard, and might even have passed out for a moment. Or maybe she just felt dizzy, either way the next thing she knew the redhead was supporting her, making sure she didn't drop into the water.
Fortunately, the redhead had also kept a good grip on both of the bikini tops, otherwise coming out of the water would have been really awkward. She held both of them out to Nikki. "Which one do you want to wear?"
"Yours," Nikki said with a smile. "Definitely yours."
#
Ron watched his girlfriend walk toward the water with the redheaded girl. "Girl talk," he muttered. "That can't be good."
The blonde laughed. "Well, you never know." Before Ron could ask what she meant by that, she continued "You know, now that Nikki's gone, you don't have to pretend you're not staring at my boobs."
"What? I'm not-"
She hooked her thumbs into the top of her bikini bra and lowered it just short of exposing her areolae, then giggled as Ron's eyes widened. "Your eyes have been trying to burn holes in my top since I sat down here."
"Um... sorry?"
"No need for that. Do you think I don't know I'm going to get looked at wearing this?"
"I guess not. I mean I guess. Yes."
She giggled again. "You kind of wish Nikki would get the memo, huh?"
"Um..." he said again.
