The sun hung high over the crowded beach, its golden rays shimmering off the endless stretch of sand. Waves rolled lazily onto the shore, the salty breeze carrying the sounds of laughter, music, and the occasional squeal from children darting between sunbathers. Among the sea of colorful towels and umbrellas, two young girls lay stretched out on their backs, completely bare beneath the afternoon sun.

Isla was petite, her body tight and toned with smooth, dark skin that practically drank in the light. Her long, blonde hair cascaded down her back, strands catching the sunlight as they moved with the ocean breeze. A fine sheen of oil made her stomach shine, emphasizing the slight curve of her waist and the delicate dip of her navel. Her small, round breasts rose and fell with each breath, her nipples tight from the occasional breeze that rolled in from the water. She shifted slightly, adjusting the angle of her legs, her thighs parting just enough to catch the eye. The slim curve of her inner thighs framed the soft, bare slit between them, just barely visible to anyone who happened to be watching.

Beside her, Maddy stretched her arms above her head, arching her back just enough to make her soft curves stand out. The sun kissed her white skin, a perfect contrast to the vibrant pink of her hair that spilled around her shoulders. The motion lifted her petite breasts, making the gentle rise of her chest more pronounced as her nipples hardened slightly in the warm air. Her stomach flattened with the stretch, the smooth plane of her belly leading down to the subtle dip of her hips. She pulled her knees up, angling them slightly apart to reveal the soft pink lips of her slit. She sighed and relaxed into her towel, letting her eyes drift closed.

A sudden thump against Isla’s side jolted her from her sunny haze. She blinked, sitting up on her elbows as a brightly colored beach ball rolled onto their towel. The soft laughter of children followed, and a boy, no older than fourteen, came running toward them, hesitating when he saw where the ball had landed.

His steps slowed as his gaze flickered over them, eyes lingering on the curve of Maddy’s thigh and the smooth swell of Isla’s breast. Maddy shifted again, pulling her knees up and spreading them just enough for the boy to see the glistening folds between her legs. The boy swallowed, his cheeks turning pink as his eyes lingered on the sight, unable to look away.

“Is this yours?” Isla asked, holding the ball. “Didn’t know I was playing.”

Maddy sat up beside her, brushing strands of pink hair from her face as she stretched her arms overhead.

“Yeah? I think you just wanted an excuse to come talk to us.”

The boy let out a nervous chuckle but didn’t deny it.

“Well, can you blame me?” His voice cracked slightly at the end, making him clear his throat quickly. “I mean, uh ... you two kinda stand out.”

Isla exchanged a glance with Maddy, amused by his attempt at charm.

“Uh-huh,” she mused, rolling the ball between her hands. “And what exactly were you gonna say if you didn’t use the ball tactic?”

“Dunno.” He said nervously, shifting his weight in the sand. “Maybe something cool. Maybe ask if you needed sunscreen rubbed in.” He wiggled his fingers for effect, trying to play it off, though the red creeping up his neck said otherwise.

Isla laughed, finally tossing the ball back at him.

“If you wanted to fuck one of us, just say so,” she teased.

“Yeah,” Maddy chimed in. “We’re not going to bite. Unless you’re into that, I guess.”

The boy caught the ball awkwardly, the blush in his cheeks deepening. He looked back over his shoulder, as if hoping someone would save him from his own floundering. But no one did. So instead he turned away, hurrying back down the beach.

Isla and Maddy watched him go, waiting until he was far enough away before they both burst into giggles.

“Did you see his face?” Isla gasped, still laughing.

“He was adorable.” Maddy snickered. “Too bad he was just a kid.”

“Bitch, we’re only sixteen,” Isla reached over and slapped her friends tit. “We’re kids, too.”

“You know what I mean,” Maddy swatted her hand away, chuckling.

“Still. It’s sweet.” Isla sighed, rolling onto her back again.

“What is?” Maddy asked, laying back on her towel as well.

“You know ... boys like that,” Isla gestured vaguely down the beach, “Just ... being interested. Probably the first time he’s seen a real naked girl in his life.”

“Poor thing,” Maddy cooed. “Bet he’s thinking about you right now, his little boner poking through his swimsuit.”

“Probably, I bet we made his whole summer.”

Isla giggled, but her amusement faded as she caught sight of another figure approaching from the side. A man, maybe mid-twenties, was striding toward them, his confidence almost too casual. Shirtless, tanned, and toned, his board shorts riding low on his hips.

Maddy noticed him too, tilting her head slightly.

“Uh ... are we about to be hit on again?”

“Looks like it,” Isla sat up a bit.

The man slowed as he neared them, his gaze flicking between the two of them before settling on Isla. There was no hesitation in his movements, no second-guessing as he dropped to his knees in front of her. He placed his hands on her inner thighs and parted them without a word. He crawled up between her legs, over her body until his face hovered inches from hers. Isla stared back at him, her heart pounding, the tension almost too much to bear. She then felt him fidgeting with his board shorts and suddenly his hard cock was pushing inside her.

Isla gasped, her back arching as the thick length of his cock filled her. She dug her fingers into the sand, feeling him sink every inch deep inside her. She could feel the weight of his balls resting against her, the tip of his cock pressed snugly against her cervix. Then, without any sort of warning, he began fucking her, thrusting his hips in quick, sharp motions.

Isla held back her moans, biting her lip as the stranger fucked her. She knew she wasn’t allowed to make a sound, it would disturb the others on the beach, as well as any screams of pleasure confusing the lifeguards. So instead she simply took it, accepting the man’s cock deep inside her with each thrust.

Maddy didn’t bat an eye, rolling onto her stomach, kicking her feet back and forth as she watched her friend get fucked.

“You okay there?” Maddy asked, propping her chin on her palm. “Looks like he’s really giving it to you.”

“N-no problem,” Isla gasped, struggling to speak without crying out.

“Right, well, I’m gonna nap.” Maddy shrugged, settling her head down. “Wake me if anything interesting happens.”

Isla could only nod, her body rocking with each thrust, the wet slaps of the man’s cock filling her pussy echoing softly around them. He seemed determined, his movements steady and firm, his cock sliding in and out of her without faltering. Her pussy clenched around him, her toes curling in the sand as she tried not to moan.

She could hear waves crashing in the distance, the sound of people walking by, talking about how cute she looked getting fucked, children building sand castles and playing, some of them running right past. All while this stranger, some random guy, was pounding her tight pussy, making her tits bounce.

Isla whimpered, feeling her climax approaching fast. She tried to hold back, but her body was betraying her, every nerve ending in her body begging for release. The man continued his relentless pace, his hips slamming into hers, forcing her deeper into the sand with each thrust. His cock was buried deep inside her, the tip grinding against her cervix with every movement.

She let it go, her climax washing over her like a tidal wave. Her back arched, her thighs trembled, her muscles clenching tightly around his cock as her orgasm swept through her. She screamed silently, her mouth opening, no sound escaping as her whole body shook with pleasure.

The man grunted, his rhythm stuttering for a moment, his thrusts becoming harder, more erratic. Then, with a final, desperate shove, he pushed his cock deep into her, burying it to the hilt. Isla felt his cock pulsate, his cum spurting deep inside her, filling her up until it dripped from her slit. He held himself there, his cock still buried inside her, his cum swimming in her womb, before he slowly pulled out.

Isla collapsed, her limbs shaking from the intense orgasm. Her eyes rolled back, her body sinking into the sand below her towel. The stranger’s cum was still trickling out of her pussy, pooling between her thighs. She panted, struggling to catch her breath, her whole body trembling from the intensity of it all.

The man stood up, his cock still glistening from her juices. He tucked himself back into his swim shorts and turned, walking away.

“That’s five for you, and six for me,” Maddy said, not even looking up.

Isla managed a weak laugh, her head falling back. She stared up at the cloudless sky, watching the seagulls fly overhead, the sound of children laughing in the distance. She felt a soft breeze against her skin, the scent of the ocean washing over her.

She closed her eyes, basking in the afterglow, and waited for the next wave.

Isla was woken from her nap by the soft squeaks of Maddy being fucked. She opened her eyes and saw the pink-haired girl on all fours, her ass raised up in the air and her face pushed into the sand. A man was behind her, his board shorts pulled down to his knees as he fucked her pussy. His hips were moving fast, his cock pumping in and out of her at a quick pace, her soft butt cheeks bouncing with every thrust.

Maddy was going her best to keep quiet, but she always made the cutest sounds when she was being fucked. Soft, high-pitched squeaks escaped her throat as the man fucked her, his cock ramming into her. Isla smiled and closed her eyes again, listening to the sounds of Maddy’s moans and the soft splashes of the ocean behind them.

Soon, the squeaks grew louder, and Isla knew that Maddy was cumming. Her friend’s voice rose in pitch, her whole body tensing up as the orgasm washed over her. The man grunted and moaned, his movements becoming more erratic as he approached his climax.

With a final thrust, he slammed his cock into her, holding her tight. Maddy could feel him filling her up, his cum flooding her womb. Her voice rose higher, her eyes squeezing shut as the feeling of his hot cum inside her made her toes curl. The man held her tight, his cock throbbing deep inside her, emptying every drop of his seed into her.

Finally, he pulled out, and Maddy collapsed onto her towel. Isla opened her eyes, watching the man tuck his cock away and walk off, a satisfied grin on his face.

“Seven for you,” Isla teased, stretching her arms above her head.

“Yup,” Maddy giggled, her voice muffled by the towel. “I was just sleeping and he pulled me up onto my hands and knees and started fucking me.”

“Lucky,” Isla sighed, leaning back and closing her eyes again.

“I dunno,” Maddy rolled over onto her back, the pink hair around her face a mess. “I prefer being able to see them. It’s weird, not knowing who’s fucking you. I mean, I know I have no choice in the matter, but it’s still weird.”

““Yeah, I’m the same way,” Isla agreed, sitting up and running her fingers through her hair, shaking out the bits of sand clinging to it. She stretched her long limbs, the sunlight catching on her smooth, glistening skin. “Want to go for a swim?”

“Hell yeah.” Maddy hopped up eagerly, rolling her shoulders before lifting her arms high above her head in a long, luxurious stretch.

The movement arched her back, accentuating the curves of her breasts and the roundness of her ass as she stood completely bare under the sun, the ocean breeze teasing across her skin.

With the sand warm beneath their feet, they weaved through clusters of other beachgoers, dodging towels, coolers, and sprawled-out sunbathers before finally reaching the shoreline, where the waves rolled lazily in to greet them. The water lapped at their toes, cool and refreshing against the heat of the day. Maddy stepped in first, letting out a soft gasp as the chill wrapped around her ankles, then her calves. Isla followed close behind, the two girls wading deeper, the water swirling around their thighs as they moved through the gentle surf.

They waded further, the sun glistening off the rippling surface as the water crept up their bodies. Cool waves licked at their hips, their skin prickling from the contrast between the ocean and the heat of the day. Maddy let out a small shiver as the water reached just below her ribs. She cupped her hands and splashed a little water onto her shoulders, adjusting to the temperature.

“This is perfect,” she said, sighing contentedly as the gentle waves rocked around her.

Isla, a few steps ahead, stopped just as the water kissed just below the curve of her breasts.

“Mmm, yeah, but this is as far as I’m going.” She wrapped her arms around herself slightly, rubbing her forearms against the cool tingle on her skin. “I don’t want to get my nipples wet. That cold shock is the worst.”

Maddy giggled, nodding in agreement as she crossed her arms under her chest.

“Right? It’s just enough to cool off but not enough to freeze my tits off.” She swayed her hips playfully, letting the water swirl around her.

A sudden splash caught their attention as two men swam toward them, cutting through the water with easy strokes. The first, a lean, sun-kissed guy with tousled blond hair, emerged first, shaking the water from his face with a grin. His friend, a taller, darker-haired man with broad shoulders, surfaced beside him, his wet skin gleaming under the sunlight.

The two men moved in without hesitation, the blond one stepping behind Maddy, his hands sliding over her hips as he pressed close, his body warm against her back. The darker-haired man took his place behind Isla, gripping her waist firmly as the cool waves lapped around them.

Maddy glanced at Isla, both of them sharing a knowing look. They knew what was coming.

Without a word, the two men sank their cocks inside the girls, pushing deep into their pussies. Maddy gasped, her body shuddering at the sudden intrusion, her pussy clenching around the thick length that had been forced inside her. She could feel the blond’s cock throbbing inside her, the warmth of his body pressed against her. Isla moaned, her head tilting back as the dark-haired man filled her, his cock stretching her inner walls as he sank to the hilt.

They remained still for a moment, savoring the sensation of being inside the girls. Then, with a synchronized motion, they began to move, thrusting their hips in a slow, steady rhythm. Maddy and Isla swayed gently in the waves, their bodies not moved by the water, but rocked by the motion as the two men fucked them. Their breasts bounced against the surface of the water, their trusts creating small ripples that spread out around them.

“Maddy.” Isla said, looking at her friend, their faces only a few inches apart.

“Yeah?” Maddy asked, her breath hitching as the man behind her pumped his cock deep inside her.

“Do you ever stop and think about how things ended up this way? How men can just walk up, take what they want, and we’re expected to let them, no hesitation, no resistance? How it doesn’t matter where we are or what we’re doing, they decide, and we just have to go along with it?” Isla bit her lip as she spoke, her voice trembling as the dark-haired man rammed his cock inside her.

“It’s the same as thinking about how we’re not even allowed to wear clothes, but men can if they want. Not that it really bothers me, I mean, it keeps us ready, makes everything easier for them. No barriers, no waiting, just ... available. I guess that’s the whole point, right?” Maddy said, her words broken by her gasps.