“You’re totes the cutest girls here wearing those bikinis.” Tyla said as she openly ogled the matching outfits of her and Ophie’s first opponents. A blue and white color scheme for their bikini with an inverted top. The clean-shaven and absolutely gorgeous African-American woman had such a sexy and long pair of legs too. After adjusting her body’s proportions, adding an around inch to their length and to the width of her heart-shaped thighs and ass, Tyla saddled up to the side of her partner to try her new height out. She perfectly enveloped Ophie’s upper arm in the soft and plush embrace of her breasts.
“Like, ohmygawd, why not make it more fun and the losing team has to do one thing the victor says. Me and Ophie are super up for it, if you are. We’d both do anything.”Ophie blushing and about to apologize for her over enthusiastic friend instead had to watch Tyla shaking hands with the other team. “Yay! LesbeBFFs too. Pinky promise will be BFFs afterwards” First out, Tyla hooked her pinkie with Jade, her freckled friend, Sabine followed and leaving an overrun but smiling Ophie to bring out the rear. A hint of admiration glittered in her eyes.
As they took their place on each side of the net, Tyla’s teammate had a question burning a hole in her tongue. “LesbeBFFs? As in ‘Lesbian’ BFFs?” Sure, as soon as Ophie made the first serve whatever their previous sexuality were they’d be two heart-seeking sapphic sirens when the referee blew his whistle. Any ethical quibbles that may have existed had disappeared in the bubbling bimbo smile painting Tyla’s cherubic and innocent face as she giggled. “Oh, wow, I hope they’d be up for something later if you’re right.” Ophie whispered, entirely oblivious.
Jade and Sabine were in sync. Displaying the kind of teamwork requiring steady practice for weeks to learn your partner’s foibles and strengths. Even finishing the other’s taunts. They had become thinly veiled flirts after switching court sides after the embarrassingly short time they took to score 5pts during the second set. But Tyla had the time of her life playing along, bouncing all over the field and diving into the sand at the earliest opportunity. Her opponents ensured she had plenty of those to chase, deliberately aiming where either she or Ophie had to lunge to prevent them from scoring.
Ophie could play dirty too. With her and Jade preparing to fight over control at the net, she blew her a kiss before being an absolute tease by sending the volleyball into her face. And snatching one of their few well-earned points, but which did nothing to prevent the inevitable loss and elimination from the tournament.
The two victors had a very simple ask: Tyla and Ophie had to help clean their pussies while they showered. Sabine added the condition that they could only use their mouths.
Tyla shivered as she tested the restraints. Kinky bondage play with her wrists tied behind her back using her bikini straps as rope wasn’t something she had dreamt would happen in her wildest scenario. The bindings sat firm, yet weak enough she could easily free herself – if she wanted. At her side, Ophie also sat on her knees, chest thrust forward, and neck tilting her face upward into Jade’s glistening sex.
After that workout on the court, their muscles and limbs ached and even if not helped by their compromising position, Ophie’s breathing seemed far too ragged to be just exhaustion. Flush with beads of sweat, her body twitching as she held back a groan and further showing her willpower by not glancing back at the entrance to the locker room. No one would come, the number one seeded team had been set to play after their match and every other team wanted to check out the competition.
It worried Tyla slightly that shared that thrill of accidental discovery which still existed. She was left to wonder further about her submissive inclination as Sabine noticed her straying gaze and snapped Tyla’s attention back with a bark of command. Then with the shower faucet going full blast, she closed her eyes and making her completely unprepared when Sabine thrust Tyla’s face into her crotch.
Never having done this before, her first efforts felt clumsy. Her cheeks burned when the sound of Jade moaning and the slick and muffled noises coming from Ophie echoed through the stalls. Every time she surfaced for air, she spied on her partner and tried to mimic it with Sabine. Her racing heart skipped when Sabine’s knees buckled and pressed more of her weight down and forcing Tyla’s tongue deeper into spreading slit.
The reward of trickling juices and twitching sex urged her on. A quick alteration to her tastebuds made each curl and lick a heavenly experience. Eager to share what she thought of Sabine’s divine tasting pussy, Tyla became loud as she drew out every reverberating tone of her needy whimpers. Mewling like a pleased kitten after driving Sabine over the edge.
She couldn’t help the unsatisfied whine forcing its way through her slight pout when Sabine sunk to her knees. The now splashing water was quickly washing away the fragrant juices, but her tongue felt limp and tired as Tyla tried to swallow as much as she could before it went down the drain. “Like, not bad for a virigin.”
Ophie’s expression transitioned between an eye roll at a bad joke then utter disbelief in an instant.
“Umm,” she wriggled and keenly felt exposed by the bound wrists and three gazes directed toward her. A very good feeling that Tyla knew she’d crave if she indulged in it further, “I focused on my studies in school. This is, like, first time in forever I’ve cut loose.”