Would you stare if you saw us laying by the pool in our teeny tiny bikinis?
Would you stare if you saw us laying by the pool in our teeny tiny bikinis?
The sweltering heat of summer calls for a dip in the pool, and what better way to cool off than in a barely-there bikini that leaves little to the imagination? As two scantily clad beauties stroll towards the glistening water, the sun’s rays bouncing off their golden, sun-kissed skin, you can’t help but feel a twinge of excitement at what’s about to unfold.
As they take their places on the lounge chairs, you notice the intricate detail of their bikini bottoms, the way they cling to their lower half, emphasizing their voluptuous curves. They recline back, their pert breasts straining against the flimsy fabric of their tops, nipples hardening in the warm breeze.
Licking your lips, you lean in closer, unable to tear your gaze away from their barely-contained assets. They giggle mischievously, no doubt aware of the effect they’re having on you. They exchange knowing glances, a silent agreement passing between them as they stretch languidly, arching their backs to emphasize the sensual sway of their hips.
As they rise from their loungers, hips swaying hypnotically, they make their way to the pool’s edge. With graceful ease, they dive in, the water splashing up and onto their gleaming skin as they emerge, hair clinging to their faces in wet tendrils. They shake their heads like a pair of gorgeous, water-speckled princesses, Pearson dropping water from her hair onto Page’s face who playfully sticks her tongue out.
Rising from the water, they return to their loungers, beads of water trickling down their bodies, pooling in their navels before disappearing into their bikini bottoms. They towel off leisurely, defiantly removing their bikini tops to bask in the sun’s rays, captivating you with their brazen display of skin.
As they apply more sun lotion to each other, the irony isn’t lost on you that the lotion is being applied to every bare patch of skin, excluding the very parts that are prone to sunburn. But you don’t care, too entranced by their sensual massage to pay heed to such trivialities.
Giggling again, they slip their bikinis back on and return to the pool, this time wading in the shallow end, their bare legs glistening invitingly as they splash around. Their playful demeanor is mesmerising, their giggles echoing through the air as they splash and dunk each other under.
As they climb out of the pool, their drenched bikinis clinging to their bodies like a second skin, you find yourself sitting up straighter, closer to the edge of your seat, unable to get enough of the tantalizing sight. They lay down on the sun loungers, their bikinis riding up their bottoms, giving you a peek of their perfectly rounded cheeks.
With the sun beating down on them, they bask and bask and bask, revealing more and more as their tiny bikinis slowly dry, the provocative glimpses they provide enough to set your heart racing. Occasionally, they roll over on their sides, breasts nearly spilling out of their bikini tops, their lean, shapely legs twined together.
As the day turns into evening, the vibrant glow of the setting sun painting the sky in a symphony of oranges and pinks, they lazily stretch and yawn, preparing to depart. Grabbing their belongings, they sashay towards the exit, their cute asses swaying in time with their steps.
With one last glance over their shoulders, they flash you a wink, a sly smile playing on their lips before they disappear around the corner, leaving you wanting more, craving the opportunity to watch them again. Sighing wistfully, you settle back in your chair, consoling yourself with the knowledge that somewhere, sometime, their outrageous bikini antics will unfurl once more.
Maybe with you as the lucky spectator. A faint smile plays on your lips as you ponder the possibility, counting down the days until their next poolside bikini extravaganza. Until then, the memories of their scantily clad behaviour will have to suffice, your imagination filling in the blanks until the day you see them again, dining out in their gorgeous, gravity-defying bikinis.