Pam came up for air with a big splash and tossed her hair back. She looked back to the shore and saw Amy walking out of the water up to her towel on the sandy shore of the lake. Amy turned and looked out to the middle of the lake when she heard the splash, and waved. Her long, black hair was slicked back on her head and dangled on her shoulders. Pam waved back.
Amy was developing into a full-figured young lady, and Pam felt herself attracted to her in a strange way. The sun was so bright and warm and the water was so cool and fresh that it was hard to get out, but Pam started to swim back to shore. Pam had begun to notice that she was beginning to develop, herself, since she had come to live with her Aunt. She had more hair between her legs now, and her breasts were becoming fully grown boobs, instead of buds with pointy nipples on the ends.
Pam walked out of the water dripping wet, her blonde hair slicked back on her head just like Amy's deep, thick, black hair. Amy was putting cocoa butter tanning oil on her belly and chest. The small radio between the towels was playing the newest Stone Temple Pilots song.
"God, that felt so good," Pam said, wiping her hair back with her hands again. She picked up a towel and wiped away the droplets of water. Immediately, the strong sun began to warm her skin. She turned her face up to the sun to feel the warmth. "I hope my skin stays clear."
"It will," Amy said. "Fresh water and sunshine is good for your skin."
Pam looked down at Amy. Her hands rubbed the shiny, rich-smelling oil into her smooth skin. Her legs were firm, her waist was slender, and her breasts filled her bikini top. Pam was a little envious of her figure, until she looked down at her own body. She did have to admit to herself that she was looking good. The evaporating water left her skin cool, and that made her nipples hard, pointing right through the thin bikini material.
Amy handed the bottle of oil to Pam and Pam sat on her towel and rubbed down her front with the oil until she had covered every part of her body she could reach by herself.
"Can I put oil on your back?" Pam asked.
"Sure. You can do my back and I'll do yours."
Amy rolled over on her belly. Pam knelt down beside her, squirted the oil generously into her hand, and gently, soothingly, rubbed it over Amy's back. Amy pulled her hair out of the way so Pam could smear it on her shoulders and neck. As she rubbed, Pam made it clear with firm, sensuous strokes that she enjoyed doing it.
"That feels wonderful," Amy sighed. "It's like a massage." She rested her cheek on her folded arms.
"I had a boyfriend who gave me a massage once," Pam said. "He was so gentle and it felt so good." Pam squirted more oil into her hand and rubbed it on Amy's back and sides. Her fingers grazed the top of her bikini bottom and made her cheeks shake very slightly. She rubbed more oil on the back's of Amy's thighs, going all the way up to where her legs curved gracefully into her hips and ass. Pam let her fingers slip right up to the crack of her ass and even touch her cheeks, but Amy didn't seem to be upset by it.
Amy looked up at Pam, shielding her eyes from the sun.
"Let me do your back, now," Amy said.
Pam handed her the bottle and laid down on her belly on her towel. Pam rested her cheek on her folded arms, waiting to feel Amy's oily hands on her skin. When she did begin wiping the oil on her back, Pam shivered. Amy's hands were soft and gentle, and it felt better than the massage her old boyfriend gave her.
"I have to undo your top so you'll get an all over tan," Amy said. Pam didn't resist when she untied the bikini top and rubbed her back very sensually. Amy's fingers were trembling, and Pam felt her excitement shooting all through her own body. Amy was touching her very much the same way Pam was rubbing her back and her thighs, but Pam felt that she'd better make the next move.
As Amy slowly rubbed the oil on her back, Pam raised herself up on her elbows and let her suit top fall completely away from her breasts. Amy lifted her hands off for a moment, and She heard her breathe a sigh and start to slowly stroke her backside more eagerly. Her hands were shaking. She could feel Amy's stare on the parts of her breasts that were exposed to her gaze, but Pam wanted her to see more, but only so demurely.
The straps of her suit had fallen to the towel by her elbows. She leaned over on one elbow to face Amy, and briefly gave her a full view of her breasts as she completely removed the bikini top and threw it up by the radio. She laid back down on her elbows, letting her breasts gently bob side to side. As Amy rubbed her back more quickly and firmly, she knew the moment she had been waiting for so anxiously was not far away.
Amy finished covering Pam's backside with oil, put the cap back on the bottle, and returned to her towel on her back to sun herself some more. Pam wanted to lie face up, to sun her bare breasts and give Amy a view of her chest, but she was so nervous about doing it she breathing hard and her heart was pounding with excitement. Her heart was racing as she turned over on the towel and lay there with her eyes closed, although she was dying to open them to see if Amy was looking at her boobs.
She realized, though, that she didn't need to open her eyes, because she could feel Amy's excited stare. She relaxed, feeling thrilled all over, and pushed her chest out. Pam could hear the sharp sounds of Amy's hands tugging at the ties of her bikini, and Pam was dying of curiosity when Amy pulled it away from her body. She heard the racy, sexy sound of her bikini bottoms sliding down her hips and it was almost more than she could bear. She could feel Amy's excited body laying on the towel beside her. She was dying to look at Amy's naked body. Was her imagination, or had Amy laid down closer to her?
Finally, unable to hold back her curiosity any longer, Pam peeled open her eyes and casually looked over at Amy. Amy was sitting up, anointing her front side with suntan oil, while she glanced at Pam's body and quickly looked away.
Pam pushed down her bikini bottoms sat up, her legs crossed, facing the lake, but glancing at Amy. Silently, Amy handed the bottle of coconut smelling oil to Pam. She was taking glances at Pam as she rubbed oil over her breasts, thighs and legs. At first, Pam quickly rubbed a little bit of oil over her tits, as if they were too hot for her to touch, and she quickly glanced at Amy to see if she was watching. Pam continued rubbing oil down to her inner thighs. She looked up at Amy and caught her staring transfixed at Pam's hands before Amy quickly looked away to the lake.
Amy and Pam were sneaking glances at one another by then, but were gradually watching one another more and more as the other appeared to be gazing off somewhere else or at one's own torso. They each spent long moments sensually stroking different parts their of their bodies. Pam rubbed oil on her thighs while Amy rubbed oil on her belly and her tits. Amy's soft flesh molded sensuously under her hands. Amy sighed as her finger rubbed over her nipple. She cupped one breast, then the other, in her palms and let it gently drop, sighing heavily and obviously enjoying the pleasure it gave her. Pam noticed that her bottom was squirming on the towel, and suspected that her lithe body was probably just as aroused as hers.
Amy watched Pam's hands rub her inner thighs. She sighed when Pam's breasts jostled back and forth as her arms moved vigorously and her nipples grew painfully erect. Pam's hands travelled up, wiping oil on her belly, then up to her tits. Amy was staring directly at Pam's shiny tits.
"God, you're gorgeous," Amy whispered.
Finally, Pam thought. She couldn't stand it anymore.
"I want to touch you," Pam said, reaching across the small patch of sand between their towels. Amy sat very still, and let Pam's hands find her breasts. When Pam's fingers touched her soft flesh, Amy sighed and laid back on the towel. Pam molded her breasts vigorously, and Amy writhed out of control. Then, suddenly, before either of them knew what had happened, they were in each other's arms, kissing deeply.
