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Wedding Cake Island - Part 1

Date: 9/24/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Author: blin18, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

before?” She laughed. “Well... hot,” he stammered, back on uncertain ground. “But all girls look hotter with a board. It’s a proven fact. Ask anyone.” I tried to pick up the rescue board, failing miserably. I managed to get one end of it to waist height with knees wobbling and back bent awkwardly. He watched me with a smile. “And there’s the exception that proves the rule,” he laughed. “Let me carry it, Belinda. You can just walk in front and look hot without a board.” I already knew he fancied me, but I still felt a little tingle every time he reminded me. We walked all the way to the south end of the beach so that we wouldn’t have so far to paddle. Spike watched Rupali get on the board and called after her: “Get a bit further back, otherwise you’ll nose dive into the first swell.” He watched her wriggle back. “Better,” he called out. “Get past the break and then paddle in between the island and the shore. Don’t get into the surf and rocks around the front of the island or you’ll be tomorrow’s crab-shit.” He put the rescue board in the water and placed the bag about in the middle. “You sit forward of the bag and hold on. I’ll paddle and steer from the back." It looked pretty stable, so I climbed on my knees, sitting back on my heels. Spike also knelt a bit behind the bag and pushed us off, leaning down and paddling with both hands at once. The nose of the board cut through the first wave we came to and bucked in the air, nearly throwing me off. “Don’t forget to hold on,” ... Spike said. “It’s a lot less stable up there.” He got us through the break and then turned south, catching up to Rupali. I tried paddling like Spike, balancing on my knees and digging both hands through the water at once. After a dozen strokes my back was killing me. How does he do it? I looked over my shoulder and caught Spike staring straight at the narrow strip of white bikini covering my pussy. With my bottom in the air and head down low paddling, I had been putting on a show without knowing it. I was pleased to finally catch him perving. “See anything you like?” I asked, smiling. “Hey, it’s not my fault.” He grinned. “All girls look hotter with a board. It’s a scientific fact. They did a study.” “Oh, really?” I said, scepticism and maybe a little sarcasm in my voice. Concentrating on not falling off, I flipped over onto my side and propped on one elbow. This brought my breasts into profile, but hid my vagina behind curled legs. “How about now? Still hot?” “Smoking,” he replied. I giggled, still a little bit flattered by his attention. I stayed in this reclined position; the board was amazingly stable as it rose and fell over the swells and looking backwards I could watch the muscles on Spike’s chest and shoulders bulge as he paddled. I was beginning to think there was something to this science – guys look hot on surfboards, too. We caught up to Rupali and paddled alongside her until we reached Wedding Cake Island. It only took about ten minutes, so Rupali obviously did ...