Young Bikini Girls

SANDRA’S PLEAMy phone rings Friday evening, as I’m lazily caressing my damp pussy while reading a lesbian story on Lush Stories. “Hey, Mary, you simply have to help me out!””What now, Sandra?” I ask warily. Sandra has this habit of roping me into doing things I regret.”Well, you know my mum’s friend Agatha?””Can’t say she rings a bell.””Well, she did my mum and me a favour a while ago, and today she asked my mum if we could help her out.””Uh, yeah, so?””Mum said I had to make up for what I did last month. Do you remember that?””How could I forget?””So I have to do this.””Are you going to tell me what it is?””Agatha has twin daughters who just turned seventeen. She just found out that has to go out of town tomorrow on business, and won’t be home until the evening. She needs a babysitter, not that these girls are babies. Mum can’t do it because she’s busy with her charity all day. So I’m stuck with these two.””Sounds dreadful. Good luck, Sandra,” I intone sarcastically.”Oh, Mary, please, please come be with us. I can’t handle two silly girls with raging hormones.””You never seem to have a problem with hormones.””Oh, not like that, you know what I mean, Mary.””Why should I drop my plans, Sandra?” I lie because I don’t have any plans other than masturbating as many times as I can. I don’t feel like having another misadventure with her.”Because you love me, and because I’ll make it up to you big time.”I do rather like Sandra, despite her penchant for mischief; I’m not sure I’d call it love. As for her making it up to me, she’s not the best at keeping promises.”Sure, sure, like you always do,” I reply ironically.”Oh, please, Mary, I’ll go mad if you don’t help.””Hmmm, let me think if I can reschedule.” Rescheduling pussy rubbing requires serious justification, after all. “Okay, but I want your solemn promise for something really good in return.””Oh, yes, Mary, I promise, promise, promise.””All right. What’s the plan?””I have them from nine to about four. I’m not sure what to do with them. Mum said I could use her nice big car.””It’s been a while since we were seventeen, but I seem to remember I loved to go shopping.””Oh, Mary, I knew you’d come up with the perfect idea. We could go to the mall, or maybe the beachside shops.”I put on a fake air of enthusiasm, “Yeah, that would be fun.””I love you, Mary. You’re the best! Pick you up at ten?””Yeah, okay, Sandra, see you then.”BACK TO BUSINESSI hang up and instantly regret giving up a day of self-pleasure to dote on ditzy teen girls. My sexy mood has disappeared, so I decide I need something stronger than stories. I open my favourite cam girl site on my laptop and scroll through the offerings.Most girls are the typical fake masturbators, showing it all but not really engaged. I find a new one with a cute face and short dark hair. She has lovely small boobs with hard nipples, so I click on her to view her video.She’s looking at the camera with a little smile. One hand almanbahis is cupping her boob and the other is pressing on her mound, which has a trimmed bush. She’s not doing the sexy pout or the fake moaning that many do, so I keep watching her.I like her bush, because I have a bush that I keep trimmed but still pretty full.Tips start coming in, and she smiles and says, “Thank you,” in a sweet voice. Unlike many of the girls, she sounds natural. Her hands start rubbing what they are covering, and she does seem to be enjoying it.She rewards the occasional tips with continued rubbing. She grasps her nipple between her thumb and forefinger and pulls it, giving a gentle moan. I’m finding her exciting, so I start rubbing my mound again.A larger tip comes in, and she thanks the tipper and takes the fingers on her mound and spreads her pussy lips to display the pink insides of her lips. This makes me slide a finger between my pussy lips and slide it around. I feel myself getting wet again.A big tip is given, and she moans loudly and spreads her legs. Then I notice the remote control vibrator in her pussy which is tip-activated, with bigger tips giving her more stimulation. I can tell that she is receiving good vibrations.Smaller tips come in steadily now for several minutes, keeping her excitement building. I slide a finger into my pussy which has become very slippery. As she slides a finger into her pussy, I do the same to mine.I look her up and down, appreciating her lovely, innocent face, her firm boobs, her big hard nipples, one of which is being tweaked. Her torso is trim and fit, and her thighs are muscular.I return my gaze to her pussy. She is running fingers inside her lips as tips buzz her pussy. I am slowly fucking my pussy with my finger, my passion growing along with hers.Someone gives her a huge tip. She rolls her head back and screams as her pussy is pulsed with a strong pattern. The hand on her boob flies down and rubs her clit hard and fast. I copy her, sending sparks to my clit.She slides two fingers into her pussy alongside the vibrator and pumps them, moaning. That pulse must be something. Her body shakes. Her head is back on her pillow, rocking, with eyes closed.She settles to a gentler motion and picks up a remote control, zooming in to give us a close-up of her pussy. Then another huge tip hits and she screams and fucks herself madly and rubs her clit hard. That sets me off. I plunge three fingers into my pussy and rub my clit, virtually feeling her sensations.Three more huge tips queue up to keep her powerfully vibrated. She shakes and fucks and rubs madly. She gives a final mad scream and I see creamy juice flowing out of her. I rub hard and cum seconds later.We both pant and slowly settle from our massive orgasms. She’s real, and she got me off so much. I click the Follow button to remember this hot girl for another time. Then I shut down my laptop and clean up in the bathroom.I turn off the almanbahis yeni giriş lights and crawl under the covers. I think of the cam girl and rub myself again, having a gentler cum before drifting off to sleep.THE MALLAt a few minutes before ten the next morning, Sandra texts, “We’re outside.” I take a deep breath, wondering what I’ll have to endure for the next several hours. I step outside and see the three of them in Sandra’s mum’s car.The girls are in the back, so I climb in the front. “Hi, Sandra,” I say.”Hey, Mary.” She turns to point out the twins. “Meet Emily and Sylvia.””Hi, Mary,” they chime in unison.I turn to see them and say, “Hi girls.””We’re going to the mall first,” Sandra says.”Okay,” I say, unenthusiastically. I notice that the girls are identical twins. Thankfully, Emily has somewhat shorter hair than Sylvia, so I can tell them apart. They’re both wearing tight tank tops.I glance at their firm little boobs. Hmm, I think, maybe this won’t be so bad. At least I’ll have a lovely view to keep me interested.Sandra drives us to the mall and parks. We get out, and the girls skip along to the entrance, with Sandra and me following. I get my first real look at their bodies from behind. Not bad, I think to myself, slim with nicely rounded hips and bum.The girls stop outside the entrance. Emily yells that they are going to look around the shops. Sandra yells back that we’ll be at the cafe. They go in.”I hope you don’t mind sitting and waiting for them,” Sandra says, “or did you want to tag along with them?””Hell no, coffee sounds perfect.” We walk to the cafe and order.”So what do you think about the girls?” asks Sandra.”Well, they look nice, and they haven’t been too obnoxious yet.””Haha, no. They can be, but if we let them run around maybe they’ll blow off steam and be all right when they come back.”We gab about various things for half an hour. The girls bounce up. Jaqueline says, “This mall is boring, let’s go somewhere else.”I pipe up, “I’m hungry, can we have lunch here?”The girls say, “Okay, whatever.”We order lunch and have meaningless conversations. Then we get up and pile into the car. Sandra suggests the beach area, and she drives us down there.BIKINI SHOPWe all walk along the shopfronts until we reach a swimwear shop. “Ooh, let’s go in here, Sylvia,” Emily squeals. We walk in. Being early still, there are no other customers.Sylvia says, “For sure, we need new suits. Our old ones are too small since our boobs grew in the last year.” That comment perks up my interest. I glance at their boobs in their tight tops as they look around at bikinis, and figure that they are going from A cups to B.Sandra is also looking and has selected a one-piece, holding it up and showing me. “How about this one, Mary?””Looks okay, I’d have to see it on you.””I’ll try it on,” she says, as she finds the change room and walks toward it.Sylvia says to me, “We’ve found a couple that we like, and we’d almanbahis giriş like you to tell us which you like best. Come with us.” They follow Sandra into the change room and I crowd in as well, pulling the curtain behind me.Sandra and the girls are undressing, making me feel a bit self-conscious about staying dressed. I’ve seen Sandra naked, of course, as we’ve played many times. But my gaze wanders to the girls as I see them in bra and knickers, then naked as they peel them off casually.My pulse quickens as I see their lovely firm boobs with pink nipples, small in diameter but long, maybe half a centimetre without being excited. The nipples point slightly upward and outward, giving their boobs a perky appearance.When they take off their knickers, I notice that Emily is clean-shaven while Sylvia has a trim landing strip. They put on their first bikinis, identical solid white ones. “What do you think?” Emily asks me. I’m having a full-body blush from seeing them naked, and I struggle to say something reasonable.”Uh, okay I guess.”Sylvia looks at herself in the mirror and says, “Boring,” and whips it off in an instant. I try not to stare, but I am not succeeding very well. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Emily grinning at me. Uh oh, busted.Emily takes off her bikini slowly, almost strip-teasing for me. I am lost in the beauty of the two twins, until Sandra says from behind me, “What do you think, Mary?” I blush, thinking she’s asking me what I think about the naked twins.I turn to her and see her in her one-piece. “Oh, lovely, Sandra. It shows the perfect amount of cleavage – promising but not slutty.””Well put. That was what I was thinking. I’ll take this one.” She strips it off and I admire her toned figure.”Next!” cries Emily, showing off another bikini. It’s a tiger-stripe design, cut very low in the boobs to show off as much as possible. In fact, I can just make out the edges of her areolae. My pussy, which had been getting damp, releases a little gush.Sylvia looks equally stunning in hers, of course.”Oh, I like those!” I blurt a bit too enthusiastically.Sandra agrees, “Oh yes, girls, those are hot.”The girls giggle and decide to take those.Emily asks me, “Can you make sure the fit is good? Please help me adjust the straps.” She turns her back and I hesitate. “Come up to me and reach around and feel the cups.” My heart is pounding as I step forward.My hands reach around as she has requested and cup her boobs through the top. “Uh, they feel a little loose.””Yeah, that’s what I thought. Can you tighten the straps?” I do that and check again.”I think that’s better, don’t you, Emily?””Yes, but run your fingers inside to make sure.” I gasp at what she has suggested, but since she wants me to – indeed has asked me to – I am powerless to resist.I slide my fingers in and all around inside. Naturally, they slide over her pert nipples a few times, making them stand out even longer. I resist doing what I want to do, which is to pinch her nipples and make her hot.I shake myself out of my erotic fog and manage to say, “Feels good now.””Mmm, yes it does,” replies Emily. I see her smile broadly in the mirror at my unintended double entendre.