Svvrt-023 Amateur Variety Show! Secretly Arousing Libid
Title: “Svvrt-023: Erotic Escalations on the Shores”
The sun beat down mercilessly on the powdery sands of the secluded beach, its scorching rays infusing an obscene shimmer into the unseasonably warm day. Drenched in the glaring light, a group of five voluptuous women lounged in a semicircle of beach chairs, their barely-clad bodies glistening with an excess of tanning oil. The women, all Regular Joes, were there to unwind, to forget the monotony of their day-to-day lives, if only for a weekend.
The first of the women was Fuki, a petite Japanese girl with a petite bikini that strained to contain her ample charms. It seemed to shift from Barbie pink to porcelain white as she twisted and turned, desperate for an even tan. Next to her was Emiko, whose gold bikini struggled almost as much as Fuki’s as she lay prone on her chest, flipping through the pages of a gossip magazine. Beside her was Kanako, who was slowly making her way through a pack of cigarettes, each one expertly lit and inhaled with all the stoicism of a woman on the edge. The final two – aforementioned simple Joes – were Aki and Yuki.
As the hours crawled by, the regular Joников’ conversation wandered from topic to topic – the latest cellulite creams, the rumors of their office mates’ nighttime habits, and of course, the carnal delights that would soon be upon them. It was Yuki, after all, who had planned this week’s outing as part of her battle against “dry spells”.
“This is so perfect,” Aki sighed contentedly as she began spreading the tanning oil over her body. The glistening liquid left a shimmering trail over her flat stomach as she turned over onto her back, causing her nipples to slip teasingly out of their bikini top. With a startle, the women burst into a fit of giggles before turning their attention back to the sun’s rays. But as the day wore on, the excitement began to wane. It was clear that the tanning ritual was losing its luster.
As the sun began to set behind them, the group exchanged meaningful looks with one another. Fuelled by the trifecta of sun, alcohol and hormones, they knew it was time for some beach-side mischief. Emiko stood up first, ready to make the first move. Out went her hand, reaching down to grab something from her beach bag. As she reached down, the other women followed suit, eagerly watching to see what Emiko would reveal.
With much ceremony, Emiko lifted up her prize – five very realistic-looking dildos. They were large, too; the kind that could only be used by the most experienced athletes of sex. Aki let out a whistle as she took hers, marvelling at the weight of the long, thick toys. The others followed suit, each taking one and easing themselves into a comfortable position.
As the earliest beams of light filtered through the palm fronds, the women began to use their new toys to their fullest potential. Emiko, the resident dominatrix, slowly introduced her friends to the toys. From there, the women took to the employer/human resource role-playing, the beach towel massage fantasy, even the “pop it in your mouth after you’re done” trick. The beach may have been secluded, but there was no mistaking the sounds emanating from the group’s direction.
By the time the sun had fully risen, the group was exhausted and satisfied. Fuki had left a steady stream of sticky, salty liquid on the sand – a testament to her intensity. Aki was curled into the fetal position, her toy still embedded deep inside. And Yuki, ever the planner, had captured every inch of the beach sodomy on her digital camera. The photos would be a memento for them all, a reminder of the freedoms – and the perversions – they had experienced together.
As the last remnants of the sun’s rays faded into the horizon, the women slowly peeled themselves off the sand and towards their clothes. Barely a word was spoken as they tidied themselves up, a sign that they needed a moment to collect themselves before facing the real world once again. With a final, lingering look at the spot where they had spent the day lost in pleasure, the group began their slow ascent towards their waiting cars, their bodies aching and minds racing with the memories of the day. A day they would all remember for years to come.
The End
