"It's the weekend. You just finished your final paper. You have no excuse!" Chrissy was standing over her roommate Amber in their dorm room, hands on her full hips, trying to convince Amber to come along with her for the weekend. "David has his parents' beach bungalow all to himself this weekend. You have to come with us. It'll be sooo fun."
"Why don't you two just go alone? I don't want to be a third wheel."
"You won't be because the moron already told his best friend, Jon, that he could come. Jon is such a bonehead; they'll probably end up drinking beer and playing video games the whole time. Besides, it's almost break and we won't see each other all summer. Com'on, keep me company... it'll be fun."
"Okay, just don't ditch me and leave me alone with Jon while you and David are off doing, uh, stuff. When do we leave?"
Two hours later, they were on the road to Santa Barbara, arriving mid-evening. Everyone settled into their rooms; Chrissy and David were going to share his parents room, Jon got David's old room, and Amber got his younger sister's room. They spent the rest of the night hanging out on the deck, David and Jon drinking a 12 pack and everyone having a good time, but by ten o'clock Amber and Chrissy decided to head in to bed. They wanted an early start the next day.
The next morning was picturesque. The ocean was glassy, the sky clear blue, and surprisingly not a lot of people were out to spoil the sand. Amber and Chrissy went for a pre-breakfast beach stroll, and than spent the entire day just hanging out on the beach. They tanned in the hot sun, read fashion magazines, and sipped on glass after glass of rum mojitos. By the afternoon, both Amber and Chrissy were beginning to feel overheated and a bit drunk.
Chrissy had early on taken off her bikini top ('I hate tan lines'), but Amber was too conscious of the occasional passer-by to dare. Besides, David and Jon were only 100 feet away; she didn't want to give either of them an eyeful. Amber couldn't resist taking peeks at Chrissy. She was lying on her back now, rubbing some more tanning oil all over her thighs, stomach and breasts. The oil was making her olive-toned skin glisten, and her ruby nipples were crowned with two little gold loops that sparkled in the hot sunlight. Looking at Chrissy's gorgeous tits made Amber's own tingle and tighten, just begging to be released from her tiny white string bikini top. Reaching for their two empty mojitos glasses, Amber volunteered to get refills. Chrissy had gone the last two times.
Amber's arrival at the beach house was heralded with whistles and a "Hey, hot stuff!" Curing their hangovers with rum and cokes, David and Jon were very vocal in their appreciation of the vision in front of them. Standing 5'3" and weighing only 115 pounds, Amber possessed a slender tight body with just enough curves to give both of the boys semi's. Her erect nipples were clearly visible through the thin white material of her suit, and a little bit of dark blond hair was teasingly peaking out of the side of her bikini bottom. David's and Jon's eyes were glued to Amber's ass as she strolled past them into the kitchen.
"Hey, Amber, can you bring us both some more coke?" Amber agreeably brought them out two fresh cans.
"What have you guys been doing all day?" As she spoke, Amber raised her arms to pull her long blond hair into a tighter ponytail, causing the bottoms of her firm tits to become exposed. Getting no response, she gave them a funny look and repeated her question.
"Uh, we, uh..." David cleared his throat, "Drinkin'. Talkin' bout chicks. You know, guy stuff." A little unnerved by the heated look David was giving her (by now she was numb to the lecherousness of Jon), Amber excused herself to finish pouring the cocktails and return to the beach. She herself was beginning to get turned on by the way those boys were looking at her, obviously appreciating what they saw. She especially liked the way David was looking at her, almost like he already knew what she looked like underneath her bikini naked... Amber shook herself out of the fantasy. What was she doing? This is her friend's boyfriend she's lusting for! Even so, she was very aware that her whole body was tingling. Shifting in his seat, David was also uncomfortably aware of how attracted he was to Amber. Ever since that night he and Chrissy had watched Amber get off in her dorm room... Excusing himself to the bathroom, David went in there to take care of his raging hard-on, jerking off in less than a minute with the image of Amber's sweet ass swaying in his face.
Returning with a couple of mojitos, Amber's pulsing pussy got wetter at the sight of Chrissy's long and curvaceous body lying in the sand. Leaning over Chrissy to hand her the drink, she watched beads of water drip off the cold glass landing on Chrissy's stomach and breasts. Amber's own nipples tightened in response as she watched Chrissy's tits pucker.
"Perfect timing. What are those idiots doing at the house? No, don't even tell me. I can already guess. Hey, do you mind doing my back? I want to flip over again." Chrissy tossed Amber her bottle of tanning oil, rolled over, and adjusted her bikini bottom so it was wedged between her ass checks. Amber's disappointment at not being able to look at Chrissy's tits anymore was replaced with excitement for the opportunity to rub oil all over her smooth brown skin.
