Fun in the Sun - Sex Stories

Fun in the Sun

... still hot sand; you're feet could never get used to it. I bore the pain for as long as I could, but finally, I couldn't stand it any more. &#034Wait, Tina, I've got to put my flops on.&#034 &#034Gotta go. Meet me in the bathroom.&#034 She ran from her knees down, with her thighs pressed tightly together. I giggled at how silly she looked trying to hold in the contents of her bladder. I slipped my feet into my flip flops. I trudged along in the deep sand, until I arrived at the bathhouse. It was a good thing she wanted to go here, because by now, I had to pee too. I opened the door, the outrageous sight causing me to drop my beach bag and gasp in shock. There, crying helplessly on the floor was my friend Tina and sitting astride her with a hand clasped over her mouth, the woman she had referred to as 'Cottage Cheese Thighs.&#034 &#034Tina?&#034 I gasped. The woman turned to look at me. &#034There's the other one. Get her.&#034 An unseen opponent grabbed me on either side of my tiny polka dotted bikini bottoms. I screamed and struggled in outrage, but my bottoms were pulled up painfully in my crotch until I was balancing on my tip toes. &#034Ow-ow-ow-please,&#034 I begged. &#034Are you going to be quiet?&#034 the woman holding me asked. &#034-yes.&#034 &#034Are you going to cooperate?&#034 The spandex bikini bottom had become a knife in my pussy. Of fucking course I was going to cooperate. &#034-yes.&#034 She eased off on the pressure, but not enough so that I could come off ...

... my toes. I reached down to remove the fabric bunched up in the cleft between my lips. &#034No bitch. Get those paws on top of your head.&#034 I obeyed. Feeling more helpless than I had in my life. The hands holding my bikini switched from the sides to the front and back. &#034Now what's your name little girl?&#034 Cheese Thighs asked. &#034Lauren.&#034 My bikini lowered a little more. However, my sigh of relief turned into a gasp, as the fabric began to travel back and forth over my labia. &#034And hers?&#034 &#034It's-ah-it's-ah Tina.&#034 I couldn't believe it. The fabric was stimulating me and I was getting aroused. I gazed down at my rock hard nipples poking through the thin bikini top and wished the woman was holding her hand over Tina's eyes instead of her mouth. &#034And listen closely to this next part now Lauren, because this is very important,&#034 she said. &#034Are you listening, Lauren?&#034 &#034y-yes.&#034 I think I may have moaned it. I wanted to curl up and die. &#034Yes, ma'am,&#034 she corrected. &#034Mm-yes-ma'am.&#034 My attacker grew more aggressive and the fabric sped in its travels up and down my soaking sex. &#034Yes, ma'am what?&#034 &#034Ah-yes, ma'am, I'm ah listening ma'am.&#034 I could see Tina's wide-open eyes out of the corner of my vision. I looked away, to avoid them. I couldn't bear the embarrassment. &#034Good, now tell me Lauren. Does your foul-mouthed little friend usually say nasty things about other women?&#034 I looked down at Tina's ...