Life as a good little girl/Tiffany returns with the first of many
From Create Your Own Story
Between the warm sand and the sounds of the waves you nearly fall asleep before you hear voices coming toward you. Turning your head you see Tiffany, and you smile, waving at her in delight. She looks so gorgeous in that bikini, her slim body shown to perfection.
"There she is boys," she says, and the spell breaks, making you realize she's not alone. Two boys, both high school age, are walking with her and the grin at the sight of you.
"You sure?" one of them asks Tiffany, looking a little nervous.
"Oh definitely. It's all her idea."
"Well, okay," he shrugs, not relaxing entirely but looking more comfortable.
His friend waves, making you realize that you hadn't stopped smiling or waving.
"Hey girl, your friend says you forgot your lotion and you wanted some boys with strong hands to rub it all over you."
Somehow your face seems to have forgotten how to stop smiling, and your brain can't seem to think of a response. Tiffany immediately jumps to your aid.
"She really loves strong hands, don't you Stephi?"
"Uh, yeah. Right," you say with an even brighter smile, and wonder how idiotic you must look.
You thought the day couldn't get any weirder than it already had, but here you are with two boys offering to oil you up. One part of you wants to run, but a stronger part of you is excited at the idea, while yet another wonders if it would make Tiffany excited, and maybe get you one step closer to get your hands - or other body part - on her.
"I want you to oil me up all over," you tell them with a wink, flexing your ass muscles, then rolling over.
"I can see her nipples!" the more nervous boy exclaims, reminding you of your absurd outfit. Until then you'd manage to forget it, and you freeze again as you remember that you're essentially naked.
"Oh that's alright. Showing her naked body to strangers turns her on. If you do a good job she may give you her number and fuck you some time."
"Tiff!" you squeal, mortified. You've never fucked a boy and yet here she is volunteering your services.
"Quiet, Stephi. You know you've been fucking guys every day for a while now. I'd consider doing these guys myself, but I wouldn't want to take dicks away from you."
All three of your stare at Tiffany, the boys with a strange mix of shock and regret. It occurs to you that they wish they could take Tiffany instead of you. In spite of your agreement some strange part of you feels offended and wants to prove to them that they should be more interested in you.
Arching your back without really thinking about it you run your hands over your taut stomach and over your miniscule tits.
"Come on over here and let me feel your strong fingers all over my body," you purr, nearly shocking yourself with how hot you sound. You smile with genuine delight when their eyes leave Tiffany, snapping to your hands, which obligingly move aside to let them see your hard little nipples.
"I don't want the sun to burn me," you say, fingers rubbing your nipples, "So you'd better get that oil over every inch of my body. Especially the really sensitive areas."
Tiffany grins as the boys plop down on either side of you like automatons, and moves slowly away, like she's trying not to break a spell.
The bigger of the boys, with brown hair and more muscles than his friend, looks you up and down. The blonde looks around a little nervously, then realizes that Tiffany has moved away.
That competitive part of you takes control of your hand and rubs it up and down his thigh.
"Don't you want to play with me?" you ask, winning his attention once more.
Tiffany steps behind the umbrella and out of sight, grinning widely as she gives you privacy with your two new helpers.
Life as a good little girl/The boys oil you up without taking liberties
Life as a good little girl/The boys oil you up everywhere. Even places the sun won't shine
Life as a good little girl/Hands aren't what the boys want to use, and barely any oil gets used
