Tina couldn’t help but hold her breath in anticipation as Bette’s hands snaked their way under the white bandeau covering her breasts. At first Bette stuck to the outside of her breasts, kneading softly she was listening keenly for a hitch in Tina’s breathing, there was something incredibly satisfying in knowing that she was driving Tina wild, especially when Bette knew Tina was trying to hide it from her. Getting no visible reaction from Tina, Bette moved her hands inward, running her fingers purposefully over Tina’s nipples before palming her breasts firmly while continuing to knead the warm oil into them.

Despite the hot sun Tina’s nipples had hardened noticably.

‘Gettin a little excited there Tee?’ Bette asked, mischeviously

‘Not really, no…’ Tina managed to get out, though her eyes were squeezed shut and every muscle in her body was tensed up in anticipation of Bette’s next move.

‘No?… Hm’ Bette pretended to ponder, confused.

In one swift movement Bette was on top of Tina, straddling her, and Tina was looking up at her. The sunlight was streaming all around her and Tina could barely make out the bronzed goddess sitting above her in the tiniest black string bikini that could in any way be considered decent.

Bette’s hands returned to Tina’s breasts to continue their exploration.

‘How about now?’

‘Yeah… maybe gettin a little excited’ Tina managed to get out between moans

‘You know baby…’ Bette began as she started to pull Tina’s bathing suit down ‘This suit will give you a freaky tan line if you lay out here in it too long…’

‘Yeah you’re right… probably better to just take it off’

‘…probably’ Bette agreed as she yanked the top down, finally exposing Tina’s breasts to her hungry eyes.

As she stared at Tina with pure unadulterated lust, Tina grabbed Bette’s head and pulled her down for a searing kiss. Tina’s tongue snaked it’s way into Bette’s mouth urgently, doing to Bette’s mouth
what she wished Bette would do to her somewhere lower. Bette responded teasingly, running her tongue around Tina’s lips before giving in and plunging her tongue into Tina’s warmness. They battled for a while, their hips unconsciously beginning to move in time with their tongues, Tina’s right leg had easily slipped between Bette’s legs and the brunette was riding her lover slowly.