- Hello! Where are you going? - Sergey stopped Olga and Svetka on the embankment.

- Hello! Bathe. To the beach.

- Do you want to come with us?

- Let's go to.

Olga and Sveta for the third week rested in a camp on the seashore. Both have already managed to make friends. Sergei was considered a friend of Olga. They often walked together, kissed, and more than once left the camp at night to swim naked into the sea. Often during bathing and after him, Sergey, as if by chance, touched the Olgin body. Sometimes he hugged, so that his hand was on her chest, sometimes he ran his hand over her ass, and sometimes his hand, passing over her stomach, was in the thick of fluffy hair between her legs. Much to Olga's grief, things did not go further. This was due to some indecisiveness on the part of Sergey, and Olga was embarrassed to speak directly about her desire. Now was a good time to develop a relationship, because the friends were not going to a common beach, but to a small cove, closed on all sides by mountains, which they found walking.

Sergey took the bags from the girls and hugged Olga by the waist. All three moved towards the sea.

- Stop! Isn't the beach there? - Sergey pointed to the embankment.

“We are not on this one,” Olga watched Sergei with side vision, “we are on the wild.”

“Well, to the wild, to the wild,” agreed Sergey, and they went further.

Ten minutes later, descending from the cliff, they were in the coveted cove. Fortunately, there was no one else here and no one could interfere with the Olgin plan. Throwing towels on pebbles and taking off her light skirts, her friends stayed in bathing suits, which were not in a hurry to take off. Sergey took off his shorts and tank top and remained in swimming trunks, which were beautifully covered with his dense buttocks and impressive size “tool”. Olga had already seen Sergei without heats and knew what was hiding behind an elastic fabric.

Girlfriends, laughing loudly, rushed into the water. Sergey followed them. The girls did not swim far, but remained in shallow water. They lay on their stomachs and enjoyed the warm water and the gentle rocking of the surf. Sergey swam up to Olga from behind and began to stroke her legs, starting from the feet and gradually rising higher and higher. Olga lay with her eyes closed and quietly baldela from these light touches. Svetka, noticing this, moved closer and felt how Sergey's hand slipped several times along her leg. The friends pretended that they didn’t notice Sergey’s caress, but he was more and more bold, already stroking their butts, sometimes penetrating slightly under the panties.

Finally, Olga got up and went to the shore. Sveta went after her. Behind, a little disappointed, Sergei trudged along. The girls lay down on the towels, substituting their bodies scorching sun. Sergei sat down next to them. Both were on their backs, and he had a good opportunity to compare. A small Olgin's chest has now become almost completely flat, and only solid nipple tubercles have appeared through the fabric of the swimsuit. A flat stomach with a longitudinal groove ended in a prominent pubis tubercle. Small ass and narrow hips were in harmony with long legs. Svetkina, on the other hand, kept the breast volume and now, with the two soft hemispheres, appeared above the swimsuit neckline. Her slightly convex belly with an elongated hollow of a navel passed into a sloping pubis. Wide hips smoothly passed into slender legs. Olga attracted the charm of youth, and Sveta with powerful female power and Sergey could not decide which of them he liked more. Finally, he decided to “remain faithful” to Olga, but not to miss the chance if he presented himself.

Several minutes passed, Olga stretched and sat. Shaking off the sand that stuck to her chest and stomach, she looked at Sergey.

- And do not throw us in the game of cards?

Sveta opened her eyes.

- Good idea. Seryozh, how are you?

- With pleasure. What are we playing?

- In the flip. Think reluctantly.

Sveta rose and sat up. Olga took a pack of cards from her bag and began to shuffle her lazily.

- What are we playing for? - Olga looked at Svetka.

- On the strip, - all of a sudden, Svetka blurted out.

Olga looked at Svetka disapprovingly, but said nothing. Sergey looked at them.

- So, you are dressed more.

- Consider that we have a handicap, - Sveta laughed.

- Well, handicap, so handicap. Hand over.

Olga quickly handed over the cards and the game began. At first, Svetka was lucky and it seemed that she would win, but at the last moment Sergey managed to leave her with an ace. It's time to pay for the offer. Sveta blushed slightly, Sergey had not yet seen her breasts, then she put her hands behind her back and undid her bra clasp. Sergey closely followed her actions. Svetka took off her bra, put it beside her and several times ran her hands over her tanned chest. Her big nipples were tense with excitement. She smiled at Sergei and collected the cards. In order to reach the maps lying next to Sergey, she had to bend low, so that her breast hung in two elastic hemispheres. Sergey kept a close eye on her.

Finally, Svetka shook and dealt cards. Olga immediately felt that now Sergey was attacking her. He played very well, and Olga realized that they somewhat overestimated their strength. Her premonition was not deceived, and she was left with cards full of hands. It was her turn to blush. Although both Sveta and Sergey had already seen her breasts, she was shy in the presence of both of them. There was nowhere to go and she reached out with her hands behind her back. When the strings weakened, a chill of excitement passed through her body and she felt her nipples harden. Lowering her eyes, so as not to meet his gaze with Sergey, she removed her bra and also put her next. She glanced at Sergey. His gaze slid over her chest, then turned to Svetka and returned to her again. Olga began to collect cards.

After the next horse, Svetka had to part with her panties, and Olga realized that she, too, had nowhere to go. Therefore, having received two aces "for epaulets", she calmly stood up and, turning her back to Sergey, bent low, removing the last detail of her clothes. After that, Sergei said that he needed to plunge and rushed into the water.

When Sergey returned, his face broke into a wide smile when he glanced at the naked girlfriends.

- What are we going to play now? - Olga asked.

- Maybe now the desire to play? - Sergey laughed merrily.

Olga glanced at Svetka, she shrugged. Olga collected the cards and began to hand over. But this time, luck did not smile either to her or Svetka. Despite the fact that Sergei was excited, his tense member was visible through the heat, he played no worse and Sveta "stayed".

“What are you going to do,” she asked in a joking tone.

Sergey squinted at her and decided to pull the pleasure.

“Stroke her,” he nodded at Olga.

Sveta stretched out her hand and ran along Olgina’s back.

“No, that won't do,” Sergey waved his hands.

- But as? - made Sveta innocent eyes.

“Well, here,” Sergey stroked his chest, “and there,” he pointed with his eyes somewhere down.

With a guilty look, Svetka put her hands on Holguin's chest and began to stroke her slowly. Of course, she did it more than once, and she herself enjoyed the pleasure, but now Sergey’s presence fettered both her and Olga. At first, Olga tried to portray indifference, but she did not succeed for long. Gentle Svetkina fingers quickly made her nipples harden. Olga leaned back a little and leaned on her hands. In order not to see Sergey’s eyes fixed on her, she closed her eyes. At this time, Sveta continued to stroke her breast with one hand, while the other hand, sliding along her stomach, plunged into the thicket between her legs. Olga felt that "flowing" and nothing ...