Beach Vacation - Part 4
I woke up late Thursday morning again, hearing the surf and seagulls through my open window. The breeze was light today and the sun was as bright as ever. When I looked at my phone I saw it was 11:30. I got out of bed and took a quick shower before I went downstairs. As I entered the kitchen, Josie and Emmanuelle were just getting ready to go out and hit the beach.
"Where's mom and dad?" I asked, looking around and not seeing them.
"They went out to sightsee in town a bit. They said they'd be back by 5:00. I think they wanted to be alone some," Josie said, laying her towel around her neck. She was wearing her yellow bathing suit and it looked so good on her. She was really getting tan now and her dark skin was very highlighted by the light yellow of the suit. Her breasts bounced playfully behind her top, catching my eye.
Emmanuelle giggled and flashed me a knowing smile when they both turned to go out the sliding door. She saw that I was checking out my sister and liked it. She reached up and flashed me her boob around her top, blowing me a kiss before settling it back in place.
"We'll be out on the beach... waiting..." she said, winking. And added "to play" by mouthing the words and licking her finger as if she were giving me a blowjob. My cock immediately got hard and I watched them leave. Every sway of their asses was enticing to me as they walked down onto the beach and slid behind the fencing.
I grabbed a quick bowl of cereal and headed down to the beach myself. Just before I got to their towel, I saw Emmanuelle sit up with her cell phone pointed at Josie and stopped. I slowly inched closer as I watched and listened to them, trying to stay hidden, but close. I found a spot behind a small tree on the other side of the fence from them. I moved to the side away from the beach entrance so they'd be less likely to even glance my way.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Josie laughed and complained when she saw Emmanuelle. Josie reached for the cell phone, but Emmanuelle quickly moved it away.
"I'm just taking your picture. I'm going to post it," Emmanuelle laughed, fiddling with her phone for a moment.
"Don't post my picture online!" Josie whined, putting her hand out to block the camera's view.
"Too late!" Emmanuelle laughed.
"Are you serious?" Josie mocked being angry.
"Yeah I'm serious."
"I don't want the whole world knowing what I look like," Josie said, shielding her eyes from the sun.
"Who cares?"
"I do!"
Emmanuelle laughed and started unfastening her bikini top behind her neck. "You're so shy. You just need to loosen up."
"I need to loosen up? You need to tighten up a little bit," Josie replied, giggling.
Emmanuelle completely took her top off and dropped it on the blanket beside her towel. She dribbled tanning oil into her hand and began smoothing it all over her breasts, chest, shoulders, and abdomen.
"What are you doing?" Josie said when Emmanuelle's top hit the blanket. "Just like whipping your boobs out right now..."
"What do you mean? What's the big deal?"
"Uh... You're naked?" Josie said, stating the obvious, sounding very embarrassed.
"I'm not naked. I have bottoms on... for now..." Emmanuelle laughed.
"For now? What is that supposed to mean?" Josie asked, but Emmanuelle simply ignored her, continuing to rub oil into her skin, caressing her breasts.
"Don't you think my boobs look good?" she asked, lifting and displaying them. "They're all shiny with oil."
Josie laughed nervously. "Yes... they do look good with oil on them."
"See? I bet yours would look good with oil on them."
Josie laughed, embarrassed. I couldn't see what she was doing from my vantage, but I could imagine she was watching Emmanuelle massaging her breasts, wanting to look away, but unable to.
"I can totally see your nipples," Emmanuelle laughed.
Josie laughed and lifted her hands to cover her own bikini-clad breasts. "I was not trying to let that show."
"You know you should... a little bit. This is why we're friends... we can show each other our boobs."
Josie laughed with her. "I guess that makes us like best friends."
"Don't you think my body looks good with oil all over it?" Emmanuelle asked her, turning this way and that, displaying her shiny body.
Josie sounded embarrassed by the conversation, but was still engaging her. "Yeah. It makes you all shimmery and you probably smell really good."
"I do. Smell me. Smell my boobs," Emmanuelle said, moving beside Josie, sitting on her knees, and bending over.
Josie laughed, a little nervously. "I'm not going to smell your boobs."
"They smell good!" Emmanuelle said, bending over a little, forcing them in front Josie's face.
"They do smell like coconuts," Josie said, trying to twist away from them.
Emmanuelle stood again. "I'm going to make my butt all nice and oily, too. Let me know if I miss a spot." Emmanuelle removed her bottoms and tossed them by her top.
"If you miss a spot?"
"Yeah. Well I gotta make sure I don't burn my butt," Emmanuelle giggled.
"Oh my god! Are you getting naked?"
"Come on, don't be so 'Oh I've never seen another girl naked before,'" Emmanuelle admonished her with a giggle.
"Maybe in gym or something... oh my gosh."
"You know it looks so cute," Emmanuelle said, turning and showing off her oily-skinned butt, smacking it. "You're so tense."
"No... I'm like... so cool as a cucumber right now," Josie said, as if trying to believe it herself. She even sounded nervous to me.
"That's not... you're not even... you're not cool at all right now. Come on, you're so tense. You need a massage. Really bad. I know you want one." Emmanuelle held up the bottle of oil as if ready to go right now.
"A massage would be kind of good. But..."
"You're so tense. Just let me rub you down a little bit and it'll feel good," Emmanuelle said, really trying to convince her.
"Ok... ok... fine," Josie finally agreed, turning over onto her stomach.
Emmanuelle knelt down beside her. "Are you serious? I have to undo your bikini. Here," she said, reaching up and unfastening Josie's bikini top and pulling it away from her body.
"You better not post any pictures on line," Josie joked, reluctantly giving up her top.
"I'm not... my phone is... far away," Emmanuelle laughed, making sure her phone was indeed out of reach. Emmanuelle loomed over Josie getting her ready to massage. "And these bottoms? How am I supposed to massage you?" She untied her bottoms and removed them, too.
"What if Vince comes down," Josie protested, trying to hold onto her bottoms even as Emmanuelle removed them.
"Then I'm sure he'll enjoy the show."
"Oh my God!"
"Relax, Josie! Sheesh! Nobody's going to see."
Emmanuelle moved and straddled Josie, sitting on her ass. She looked up and saw I was right there, watching them from the other side of the beach fencing. She dribbled oil onto her back, making circles with it as she smiled at me and licked her lips.
"Feels cool," Josie said softly, barely heard over the ocean surf.
"See isn't that nice?" Emmanuelle used her hands, massaging the oil into her skin and firmly rubbing her shoulders firmly.
"It feels so relaxing."
"Told you you needed a massage," Emmanuelle said, moving down her back, along her spine and onto the sides of her body.