"Pervs." Sam poked her tongue out as she pulled loose the string of her bikini. Susie squirted a huge dollop of sunscreen on Sam's back, "Oooooops," she said mock seriously as Sam let out a muffled yelp as the cold liquid hit her hot skin, "Sorry," giggled Susie as she began to rub it in
At first, Susie's motions to rub the lotion in were mechanical, focusing on Sam's lower back. Then she made her way along Sam's ribcage, her fingers flicking across Sam's side-boob.
"Oooh," said Sam, "that feels good." It felt good to the guys too, as an erection started to form in Dave's shorts. Then things took a step up as Susie worked on Sam's shoulders. Since Sam remained laying down, Susie had to straddle her in order to reach, perching on Sam's firm butt. Susie's motions turned more fluid, almost sexual in nature as she started to massage Sam's shoulders, working the film of white cream into her skin. Sam was starting to moan in a manner not often during the application of sunscreen. Susie started to work down the front of Sam's shoulders, dangerously near the tops of Sam's boobs.
"Need a drink, this is thirsty work." Said susie. Andy went to pass her her margarita glass but Susie flashed him her greasy palms. "Feed me." She turned her face upward toward him. Andy looked hesitant. However, not hearing any complaint from Dave, he upturned the cup directly into her mouth, sending a small stream of liquid down Susie's throat. It was strangely erotic, seeing another man feed his wife like this. Dave's erection strained at his shorts as he watched.
"I bet you need some too, right Sam?" Susie said, and got a grunt of agreement. Rather than letting Sam up, Susie stopped swallowing the liquid and captured it in her mouth. Dave had a feeling what was coming next, and held his breath. Sam leaned up, turning toward Susie who went into a full-on kiss with her friend, dribbling the liquid into her mouth. The temperature rose as the two girls made out in front of their husbands. Both Andy and Dave felt frozen to the spot as the girls' lips mashed together in the mid-morning sun.
Sam lay back down and Susie continued rubbing in the cream as though nothing unusual had happened, "Got to get your legs next," and she pivoted herself 180 degrees. She rubbed the cream into Sam's calves perfunctorily, becoming more sensual the higher up her thighs she went. Then right at the top of Sam's thighs, her fingers started slipping under what there was of Sam's bikini back.
"Got to make sure we don't miss anything," Susie said as Sam let out yet another moan of pleasure. By this point Susie was giving Sam a full-on butt massage and Dave could have sworn he saw her hands flick down onto Sam's pussy on more than one occasion. Then, just as he thought he couldn't stand it anymore, Susie was done, standing and wiping the rest of the sunscreen on her legs.
"OK, my hands are killing me, who's going to get the front? Here you go." Susie tossed the tube to Dave. "Make sure you do a good job. Now, I need someone to do me." Dave was stunned, was his wife going to sit (lay?) by while he massaged sunscreen onto her friend? This looked like it was asking for trouble, a sure-fire way to get in some pretty hot water.
Susie was already laying on her stomach, bikini string undone, her small breasts daintily protruding from under her chest. Well, here goes nothing, Dave thought, dumping some of the sunscreen on Sam's stomach and tossing the tube to Andy. Conceptually he had no problem at all massaging sunscreen into the body of an attractive woman like Sam. No problem except his wife lying not two feet off to his side. Then he realized Andy was also going to get his hands on Susie, and he didn't feel so bad after all.
Gingerly, Dave put two fingers in the cream and tentatively spread it in a line across Sam's stomach.
"It's going to take all day if you keep going, like that" Said Susie, who had raised up on her chest. "Get stuck in there." Dave saw Andy had wasted no time. Susie's entire stomach was covered and he was busy working it into her skin.
OK Dave thought, here we go, and used his palms to spread the lotion over Sam's stomach and rib cage. She moaned and arched her back toward him. Emboldened by this, Dave started to use more force, rubbing and kneading at her flesh. Sam continued squirming against him and at multiple points appeared to deliberately brush up against Dave's erection. At first he drew back, afraid to offend her, but by the third time he figured she must be OK with it and let it go.
Next, he moved up to the tops of Sam's breasts, making gentle circular motions. Her nipples soon started to poke up into the fabric, doing nothing to calm Dave's erection. He found that in order to get to the far side of her body, he had to half-straddle her, and there was simply no way of disguising his hardness. It was smashed up against her skin. On one of his strokes, Dave noticed Sam inching her body slightly away from him and was immediately worried he'd gone too far with his ministrations. Then her intent became clear, one the next downstroke he overshot, his hand moving inside her bikini top, covering half her breast with sunscreen, not quite reaching her nipple,
"I'm so..." sorry, he meant to say, however, he couldn't get the final word out before Sam let out a groan and pressed harder against his erection. There was no mistaking it now. Dave risked a look up and saw Andy had both hands fully inside the cups of Susie's bikini; had given up any pretense of applying sunscreen and was giving her a full-on tit massage.
What's good enough for her is good enough for me, he thought, grabbing some more sunscreen. He went for it in the same manner as Andy, moving around to Sam's head and grasping both her breasts. It felt weird at first as he was used to Susie's smaller size. The flesh of Sam's tits was more generous, yet still smooth and pliable. Sam sighed and Dave took her nipples between his fingers and started to roll them gently. He couldn't believe this was happening. At no point in the preceding weeks or on drive up to the lake had Susie given him any indication of anything other than their usual excessive drinking and horsing around on inner tubes was going to happen. He was not complaining, but he did have to suppress the residual feelings of jealousy as his friend continued to massage his wife's tits.
After a couple of minutes of this, in which he had sneakily managed to lower the material of her bikini enough to get a full view of each nipple, Sam said, "I think my bottom half needs doing too," and he knew the show was over. However, she made no move to restore her bikini top, leaving her nipples on display. Dave got between her legs and started massaging her calves. Almost immediately, Sam spread her legs, giving Dave a full view of the crotch of her tiny bikini bottom. It was a full thong at the back, so the material was barely covering her folds before disappearing between the cheeks of her ass.
Dave let out a gulp. What the hell was he supposed to do now? He threw a glance at Andy who looked to be in a similar predicament. Dave raised his hands and shrugged his shoulders. Andy repeated the gesture and took up the tube of lotion again.
With no one complaining, Dave moved steadily up Sam's thighs, massaging both the inside and outside of her legs. Sam though appeared much more interested in the insides, moaning and ooing when he touched there, giving him only silence when he massaged the outer skin. Soon enough the inevitable happened and he reached the top of her thighs, his fingers almost touching her pussy.
"This part is really sensitive to the sun," said Sam softly, and it was all he needed.
"I better make sure I do it properly then," as he inched higher. Then he made contact with her pussy through the blue material of her bikini. For a split-second. It was like a bolt of lightning went off in his head. His cock was huge, straining at his shorts. There was no complaint from Sam though. On the contrary, she raised her left knee just enough to initiate contact with his erection.
Their actions were verging on mutual masturbation, Sam's knee against his cock and Dave's fingers slipping beneath her bikini bottom. Sam raised her crotch toward him once more, indicating her consent. The flesh above her lips was soft and smooth and he could feel a thin strip of hair running upward from where her clit would be. They continued for a while, Dave's fingers getting ever closer to her warm center.
Dave realized he might be taking things too far. Going against his instincts, he stood, wiped off his hands and announced "Looks like you are all done." He wasn't sure but he could have sworn a soft "not yet," came from Sam's lips.
From the looks of it, Andy had had every bit as good of a time as him, the bulge of his erection etched in his shorts. This quickly became awkward; two men standing around checking out each other's packages, so Dave lay on his front. "How about our turn now?"
The girls agreed, and as Dave suspected, Sam reached over to work on his back while Susie took on Dave. Sam started off similarly gently and soon reached the top of his thighs, "Got to make sure we get right in there," and reached her hand inside his shorts. She started massaging his butt, a finger dropping down between his cheeks once in a while. Dave was hard enough to hammer nails into the deck by this point.
