"You mean 3 beauties in bikinis" Sheila said to Lillian, then she waved at you. You couldn't help but get flustered, as she often teased the hell out of you. Unable to hide the shock from your face, you turned to Lillian, and she could effortlessly read your expression, it basically said 'Lillian, what the hell?' very loud and clear.
"Mom didn't have any plans today and she wanted to come... plus, it's her car... and she said she'd be the responsible adult..." Lillian whispered to you.
"And you really believe that?!" You replied. She laughed a little and shook her head, but then shrugged, since there was nothing any of you could do about it. Plus, if you decided to call off the beach day, in addition to being a huge disappointment, Sheila would realize that she was the cause. She was playful, but not stupid, after all.
With a quiet, defeated sigh, you got into the car, on a passenger seat. At least you'd be mostly spared from the Brazilian duo's shenanigans, as Lillian would do the driving. Only then you realized this actually played out perfectly as Jen sat next to you. Feeling the soft hint of her admittedly wide hips was enough to get the few hairs on your arms and the back of your neck to stand on end.
Jen giggled and winked at you, it looked as if she noticed your reaction to her touch. You instantly blushed as red as a tomato, but before you could say anything, she gestured at you to be quiet and wrapped her arm around your neck, pulling your head down a little and closer to her, letting it rest against one of her huge boobs. You couldn't believe this! This more than made up for having Sheila unexpectedly tag along.
Once Lillian got onto the driver's seat, she made sure all mirrors were properly adjusted before starting the engine. She immediately saw that Jen was enjoying your current seating arrangements and quietly giggled to herself. Most of the time, she wasn't the clingy jealous type, and she more or less had accepted Jen as a worthy rival, one she felt comfortable enough to let her have this, for she was confident that her bikini would take your breath away when you saw it.
Soon, you were on the road. There didn't seem to be much traffic, which was quite lucky, as usually a lot of people decided to go to the beach on the same day, though then again, many more chose to travel elsewhere, perhaps to fancier beaches. You fondly recalled this one. Eagle Coast beach was its name, and since it was the closest to the city, it was the de facto choice whenever you or more likely, your family and friends wanted to have a nice beach day.
But it wasn't just because of its relative closeness to your location, the beach itself was natural and actually quite beautiful, the city's government somehow managed to prevent it from getting polluted and from becoming privately owned. Your mom often said that it even put the likes of Cancún to shame, which she in particular disliked for being artificial and expensive, and that it was quite on par with Mexico's best beaches.
You'd been gone to this very same beach with your family and Lillian's many times over the years, but this was the first time you got a chance to go with them without your parents... it would've been almost perfect were it not for Sheila's sudden self-invitation, but you knew that it was pointless to cry over the spilled milk. You'd still give your best effort at making the most of the day, and... who knows? Maybe some good-looking guys could serve to distract Sheila and leave you to have fun with your friends, and hopefully get closer to Jen.
There was some small talk that kept you from daydreaming too hard, as Sheila wanted to catch up with you all after not having spent all that much time with you lately. She showed genuine interest in how things were going for you at school, though she couldn't help but tease you on your lack of a love life, which made both girls giggle. At least, Jen seemed to want to comfort you, as she hugged you a bit harder into her chest and caressed your hair, letting it slip between her fingers.
Lillian teased you for it, but it seemed she was right at least a little, getting your head caressed felt extremely good, and it could easily lull you to sleep. According to Lillian, this made you a pseudo cat boy, though you often dismissed that as a silly joke. Coupled with the fact that your footsteps almost never made any perceptible noise and that you had a slightly better sight in low light, Lillian's jokes about your supposed feline nature never stopped for long.
"Mom didn't have any plans today and she wanted to come... plus, it's her car... and she said she'd be the responsible adult..." Lillian whispered to you.
"And you really believe that?!" You replied. She laughed a little and shook her head, but then shrugged, since there was nothing any of you could do about it. Plus, if you decided to call off the beach day, in addition to being a huge disappointment, Sheila would realize that she was the cause. She was playful, but not stupid, after all.
With a quiet, defeated sigh, you got into the car, on a passenger seat. At least you'd be mostly spared from the Brazilian duo's shenanigans, as Lillian would do the driving. Only then you realized this actually played out perfectly as Jen sat next to you. Feeling the soft hint of her admittedly wide hips was enough to get the few hairs on your arms and the back of your neck to stand on end.
Jen giggled and winked at you, it looked as if she noticed your reaction to her touch. You instantly blushed as red as a tomato, but before you could say anything, she gestured at you to be quiet and wrapped her arm around your neck, pulling your head down a little and closer to her, letting it rest against one of her huge boobs. You couldn't believe this! This more than made up for having Sheila unexpectedly tag along.
Once Lillian got onto the driver's seat, she made sure all mirrors were properly adjusted before starting the engine. She immediately saw that Jen was enjoying your current seating arrangements and quietly giggled to herself. Most of the time, she wasn't the clingy jealous type, and she more or less had accepted Jen as a worthy rival, one she felt comfortable enough to let her have this, for she was confident that her bikini would take your breath away when you saw it.
Soon, you were on the road. There didn't seem to be much traffic, which was quite lucky, as usually a lot of people decided to go to the beach on the same day, though then again, many more chose to travel elsewhere, perhaps to fancier beaches. You fondly recalled this one. Eagle Coast beach was its name, and since it was the closest to the city, it was the de facto choice whenever you or more likely, your family and friends wanted to have a nice beach day.
But it wasn't just because of its relative closeness to your location, the beach itself was natural and actually quite beautiful, the city's government somehow managed to prevent it from getting polluted and from becoming privately owned. Your mom often said that it even put the likes of Cancún to shame, which she in particular disliked for being artificial and expensive, and that it was quite on par with Mexico's best beaches.
You'd been gone to this very same beach with your family and Lillian's many times over the years, but this was the first time you got a chance to go with them without your parents... it would've been almost perfect were it not for Sheila's sudden self-invitation, but you knew that it was pointless to cry over the spilled milk. You'd still give your best effort at making the most of the day, and... who knows? Maybe some good-looking guys could serve to distract Sheila and leave you to have fun with your friends, and hopefully get closer to Jen.
There was some small talk that kept you from daydreaming too hard, as Sheila wanted to catch up with you all after not having spent all that much time with you lately. She showed genuine interest in how things were going for you at school, though she couldn't help but tease you on your lack of a love life, which made both girls giggle. At least, Jen seemed to want to comfort you, as she hugged you a bit harder into her chest and caressed your hair, letting it slip between her fingers.
Lillian teased you for it, but it seemed she was right at least a little, getting your head caressed felt extremely good, and it could easily lull you to sleep. According to Lillian, this made you a pseudo cat boy, though you often dismissed that as a silly joke. Coupled with the fact that your footsteps almost never made any perceptible noise and that you had a slightly better sight in low light, Lillian's jokes about your supposed feline nature never stopped for long.
So far, it looks like the trip is going swimmingly... But, do you get to the beach uneventfully?
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May 12, 2023
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