Challenge #2

Random words: 1. oily, 2. attain, 3. sand, f/f

So here they were again. On the bloody beach, in the sun. And without a cocktail in sight!

Julia glared over to Zariah, fixing her with an angry stare. Crumbling the towel underneath, she moved her feet onto the hot sand and dug her toes in. This was not how it was supposed to be. Nothing ever happened and there was not even anything to distract her. No people, no nothing.

For the xth time she wished she had insisted on Zariah choosing another graduation present. When her friend had attained her degree a few months ago, Zariah’s parents had been so delighted about her only daughter’s success that they offered to pay for a trip abroad. After years of never getting out of Europe, Zariah had jumped at the opportunity to spend a dreary London winter week on the beaches of Thailand.

Best friends for life, Julia had begged her parents to match the present and suddenly all was booked. It was only then that she remembered that she hated the beach. With a passion. Swaying coconut trees in the sun and blue waters? Sand in her red bikini and weird tourists more likely!

Zariah had consoled her, talking about beach volleyball and steamy locals in bars with flowers and cocktails. But now, instead of actually making use of the beach, what was Zariah doing? Always reading, reading, reading. And not even anything interesting! Fucking ‘Wind in the Willows’.

Julia grabbed her long, mahogany hair with her right hand to move it out of her sight and lean towards her friend. Zariah was lying on her front and looked ridiculously hot in her stripy blue bikini, the sun already tanning her skin. The left bikini strap had fallen down, revealing the smooth skin of her shoulder and just the promise of her breasts. There were some light drops of sweat on her back and her long, silky legs spread out on the sun behind her.

Secretly, Julia was quite happy that the promised ‘bar nights’ had not happened yet. As bored as she was, she was still glad to have her friend to herself. Zariah was the kind of person who attracted admirers wherever she went. Her beautiful curly hair and slender figure resulted in Julia often having to fight for her friend’s attention. Especially men just couldn’t keep away and were drawn to her like moths to the flame. A pretty destructive flame, too, as Zariah’s traditional upbringing had resulted in her shrugging off suitors by the dozen.

Gently, Julia reached over and refastened Zariah’s bra strap. Her skin felt soft and she could sense the sun radiating Zariah’s beautiful shoulder. Sun-kissed indeed.

When she felt the soft touch, Zariah looked up from her book and smiled. ‘You bored?’

Julia drew back from Zariah’s skin and put her head on her arms in front of her. Their faces were only a few centimetres apart and seeing a light breeze play with Zariah’s hair made Julia want to reach out again. They were close friends and friendly touches were not out of bounds, but somehow Zariah looked especially beautiful today.

She shook her head, then grinned and nodded instead. ‘Let’s go for a walk down the beach?’

As if Zariah was still feeling her touch, she leaned back to look over her shoulder. Her forehead creased. ‘I am afraid I’ll burn.’

Finally presented with a reason to move off her towel, Julia jumped up. ‘More sun cream?’ Zaria nodded. Looking up at her friend, she sensed her eagerness to do anything but go back to reading and smiled.

Returning with the sun oil, Julia kneeled next to Zariah’s back and opened the bottle. She had done this once before today, but somehow after looking at her friend earlier, the mood had changed and Julia actually felt quite tense. Her nipples had hardened in her bikini and she felt herself shift to press her feet into her crotch when leaning down. Although the two friends were always flirting with each other, blatant sexual feelings were new and scary for Julia. What if her friend noticed?

She opened the bottle and poured some oil into her hands, warming it before pressing her fingers onto her friend’s back. First stroking lightly, then with more pressure she moved up to her shoulders and back down again. Feeling Zariah’s soft skin, her beautiful back under her hands, Julia’s mouth dried up.

On their own accord, images appeared in her mind: her hands moving lower, her fingers finding the crease between Zariah’s beautiful arse cheeks. Fingertips lightly brushing down the bikini bottom onto the covered folds of Zariah’s pussy.  Zariah would moan, surprised but inviting, opening her legs to her friend’s touch. Feeling the heat of her wet sex, Julia would push the panties aside to lightly brush Zariah’s clit and then sink in one finger in one fluent motion.

Christ. Julia was sweating now.  Where was all this coming from suddenly? Pressing her thighs together, she tried to concentrate on her fingers, now spreading sun cream over Zariah’s lower back. Distracting herself from the intensity of her emotions, she desperately thought of anything to say. ‘Maybe we’ll finally go to that bar tonight, hm?’

Zariah hummed non-committingly. She seemed to be enjoying Julia’s massage and had closed her eyes.

This was not helping. Maybe she should stop? She had been touching her friend for a couple of minutes now and Zariah might notice any second that this had turned from a friend sun lotion application to a full massage- with the sexual fantasies to match.

Julia almost moaned when she felt Zariah shift slightly under her and thought about how she would feel like, coming around her fingers. Would she tense and thrash about? Would her inner folds grip Zariah’s digits like steel and would she gush over Julia’s hand and the fingers on her clit? In this moment Julia wanted nothing more but to find out.

Moving back up to Zariah’s shoulder, Julia leaned lower. When her nipples grazed her friends back and she had to draw back quite sharply. Had Zariah noticed?

Realising that Zariah’s whole back was evenly covered in lotion, Julia reluctantly took off her hands and lay back down on the towel. Calming her breath, she tried to concentrate on anything but her body, screaming to be touched and fondled. Deliberately gentle, she reached out to stroke down her friend’s arm.

Sleepily, Zariah opened her eyes and smiled. ‘Thank you, that was nice. If also a bit more than just spreading sun cream.’ Her grin widened.

Julia blushed, unable to collect her thoughts. Did Zariah feel the same? Was she just as turned on? Or did the comment only refer to how long it had taken Julia to rub in the lotion?

Confused and hot, she jumped up. ‘Are you ready for a walk now?’ Zariah nodded and held up a hand for her friend. Julia pulled her to her feet and the two girls collected their towels and bags.

Julia was grateful to get back into her shorts which hid the wet patch on her bikini panties and decided to ban any erotic thoughts from her brain for the rest of the day. Coming to the conclusion that her friend would never approve of endangering their friendship (or indeed any lesbian behaviour at all), she was surprised when Zaria leaned in just when they were about to leave.

‘Maybe tomorrow I can rub your back? I have wanted to since we got here and loved the way you made me feel.’ Julia couldn’t wait.