We stood before them, swaying slightly in the warm breeze of the night and peeled down our barely existent dresses and stood in our equally barely visible underwear. They nodded with approval, prompting our next move towards the water, smiling as they scanned our bodies. Sally and I simultaneously looked sideways at each other with eyes wide, and unconvincingly fearless smiles. With that we unhooked our bras and comically threw them sideways.
Our soft, bright, untanned breasts bounced freely, highlighted against the rest of our darker skin, our nipples stiffening in the breeze. We turned to each other and quickly whipped off our identical black lace sheer knickers, still holding each other’s gaze and ran hand in hand into the shallow waves. Her breasts were round, full and soft with small pretty pink nipples – as if they were made to match her.
We stopped with the water just above hip height and turned to see the boys had stood to attention and were cheering. They quieted to a whisper and I turned to look at Sally, whose eyes were darting up and down my whole body. She was still wide eyed but her reckless grin had turned to a subtle, sexily curved smile. I felt her fingers slowly intertwine with mine, pressure tightening, as if looking for a signal.
Her whole body turned and pressed onto mine, our wet skin sliding slightly as our curves interlocked perfectly.
I couldn’t hear anything but my heart thudding like a bass drum in my ears as I felt her soft mouth meet mine. My whole body tensed and then immediately relaxed to the point of collapse. With that I reciprocated, letting my tongue cautiously taste her lips and slip into her warm mouth. She tasted sweet with wine and strawberry lip balm and she pushed her tongue into mine. I felt an aching desperation as she assertively controlled my mouth. Her whole body turned and pressed onto mine, our wet skin sliding as our curves interlocked perfectly. Our nipples met and hardened even further, hypersensitive to touch.
