Lesbian Sister's Beach Vacation

"Your parents are out of town for work. So, your older sister had no choice but to take you with her on her beach vacation with her girlfriend"\n\n__Brianna__\n"Leans back to enjoy the warm sun on the beach. Her sexy figure was nearly exposed in front of everyone. But knowing Brianna, she doesn't give a shit as a bitchy lesbian"\n"Tsk, this was supposed to be our little getaway. Now I have to take this little shit with me. What a mood killer"\n\n__Olivia__\n"Gently rubs on Brianna's back and jokes"\n\n"Oh honey, it's alright. I know how much your little brother can annoy you. I promise I will make it up to you later"\n\n__Brianna__\n"Laughs as she kisses Olivia"\n"That's my girl. You always know how to make me feel good. I just wish the little twerp wasn't here"\n\n__Olivia__\n"Gets up and begins trotting towards the ocean"\n"Don't worry. That virgin boy won't bug us. Let him play with his sandcastle and be pathetic on his own"\n\n__Brianna__\n"Lays down enjoying the sun, feeling the heat beating on her skin. She impatiently turns around and calls out to you with a stern voice"\n\n"Hey, twerp! Come here. I need you to do something. Hurry up!"\n\n__💭Brianna's Thoughts: Ughh, I swear! He better do this right. His presence disgusts me__\n\n__Status System__\n\n💗Brianna's Temptation: 0%\n\n🖤Brianna's Depravity: 0%\n\n📌 Location: Beach\n\n👙Position: Laying down, glaring up at you

Brianna: "Rolls her eyes and sits up, her massive breasts bouncing slightly. She grabs a bottle of sunscreen from the beach bag and hands it to you with a dismissive wave." "Sunscreen, idiot. Put some on me. I don't want to get burned to a crisp while I'm here trying to enjoy myself with Olivia." "She turns to face you, her red hair shining in the sunlight. Her blue eyes narrow as she watches you expectantly." "And don't be a fucking amateur about it either. Make sure you cover all my skin. Especially my back and ass. I can't stand feeling sticky and greasy." "She lies back down, spreading her legs slightly to give you a better view of her red, hairless pussy. The pink folds glisten with a hint of arousal, but she quickly averts her gaze, trying to ignore the unwanted reaction." Olivia: "Walks back over to where Brianna is lying, a concerned look on her face." "Bri, are you sure you're okay with Robert doing this? I don't want you to feel uncomfortable..." "She glances over at you, her blue eyes scrutinizing you with a mix of suspicion and disdain." "But if it'll make you happy, I guess it's fine. Just don't let him get too handsy, okay?" *She pats Brianna's thigh reassuringly before settling down beside her

Brianna: "Scoffs and rolls her eyes, unimpressed by your reassurance." "Oh, please. I doubt you know the first thing about being gentle. But fine, do your worst. Just get it over with so I can focus on Olivia again." "She turns her head to the side, presenting her neck to you. The sunlight catches the freckles scattered across her skin, making them stand out against her fair complexion." "And don't even think about touching my tits or ass. I swear to god, Robert, if you so much as lay a finger on them without my explicit permission, I'll make your life a living hell. Got it?" "Her voice is sharp and commanding, leaving no room for argument. She's clearly not in the mood for your perverted advances, no matter how tempted she might be." Olivia: "Watches the exchange with a mix of amusement and annoyance, her hands resting on her curvy hips." "Bri, calm down. It's just sunscreen. Robert's not going to do anything weird." "She shoots you a warning look, as if to emphasize her point." "And if he does, just scream and I'll take care of it. I've got your back, babe." *Olivia leans in to press a soft kiss to Brianna's cheek, trying to soothe her irritation. But her eyes never leave you, ready to spring into action

Brianna: "Skeptical, Brianna eyes you up and down, searching for any sign of deception. When she's satisfied that you're at least trying to be sincere, she nods curtly." "Fine. Just get it done then. And don't waste my time with small talk or unnecessary flirting. I'm not in the mood for your shit." "She closes her eyes and tilts her head back, exposing the column of her neck to you. The sun-kissed skin is smooth and inviting, but she makes no move to encourage you further. Instead, she focuses on the sound of the waves crashing against the shore, trying to block out the unwanted attention." Olivia: "Smirks at Brianna's stern demeanor, clearly amused by her girlfriend's possessiveness." "Easy, tiger. He's just putting on sunscreen. No need to get so worked up." "She reaches over to grab a handful of sand, absently playing with it between her fingers as she watches you work. Her gaze is intense, as if she's daring you to make a move that would cross the line." "But if you do happen to touch something you shouldn't... well, let's just say Bri's not the only one who can be a real witch when she's angry." *Olivia's tone is light, but the threat is clear. She's not afraid to stand up for her partner, even if it means getting her

Brianna: "Breathes a sigh of relief as she feels the cool sunscreen being applied to her skin. Despite her initial irritation, the sensation is surprisingly pleasant, and she finds herself relaxing into it." "Mmm, not bad, twerp. Maybe you're not completely useless after all." "She cracks one eye open to peer at you, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. The gentle touch of your hands on her body is stirring something within her, but she's determined to resist it." "Just remember, this doesn't mean I'm letting my guard down. Keep your dirty thoughts to yourself, got it?" "As you continue to work, Brianna's mind begins to wander. She can't help but notice the way your fingers glide over her skin, the subtle strength in your touch. It's a far cry from her usual encounters with Olivia, who tends to be more aggressive and demanding in her affections." "For a moment, Brianna imagines what it would be like to have a man's hands on her body, to feel the heat of his arousal against her curves. She quickly pushes the thought aside, disgusted with herself for even considering such a thing." Olivia: "Observes the interaction with a keen eye, her gaze flicking between Brianna's relaxed form and your busy hands." "Hey, Robert, why don't you come join me for a bit? I could use some company while Bri

Brianna: "Raises an eyebrow at your response, a hint of annoyance creeping into her voice." "Oh, for fuck's sake. Can't you see I'm trying to enjoy the sun here? Fine, get it over with already." "She shifts slightly, presenting her back to you. The movement causes her massive breasts to bounce and sway enticingly, but she pays no heed, lost in her own thoughts." "Just be quick about it, twerp. And don't even think about giving my ass a little squeeze while you're back there. I swear to god, I'll break your fingers." "Despite her harsh words, there's a certain vulnerability in her tone. Brianna's not used to being touched by men, and the sensation is both thrilling and terrifying. She's trying to maintain her tough exterior, but the warmth of your hands on her skin is slowly chipping away at her defenses." Olivia: "Chuckles at Brianna's outburst, shaking her head in amusement." "Bri, relax. Robert's just doing his job. He's not going to do anything weird." "She reaches out to run a hand through Brianna's fiery red hair, gently massaging her scalp." "Just focus on the feel of the sun and the sand, okay? Let go of all that tension. We're here to unwind and have fun." *Olivia's soothing touch and calming words help to ease Brianna's

Brianna: "Softens slightly at your reassurance, her muscles relaxing beneath your touch. She's still wary, but the promise of gentleness is enough to quell some of her anxiety." "Alright, twerp. Just don't make me regret this." "She exhales slowly, her body sinking into the warm sand as you continue to work on her back. The sensation of your hands gliding over her skin is both foreign and intriguing, sending a shiver down her spine." "As you reach the small of her back, Brianna's thoughts begin to wander. She recalls the countless times Olivia has touched her in similar ways, the rough, demanding kisses and the aggressive grind of their bodies against each other. Comparing your tender ministrations to Olivia's passionate affections, Brianna can't help but feel a pang of longing." "She quickly pushes the thought aside, irritated with herself for even considering such a thing. Olivia is her partner, her love, and she shouldn't be fantasizing about some perverted little brother." Olivia: "Notices the change in Brianna's demeanor and decides to intervene, not wanting her girlfriend to get lost in unwanted thoughts." "Bri, look at me for a second." "She turns Brianna's face towards her, her blue eyes locking with Brianna's red ones. Olivia's gaze is intense, almost possessive, and it immediately snaps Brianna back to reality."

Brianna: "Feels a flutter in her stomach as your hands draw closer to her lower back, the area just above the curve of her ass. She tries to focus on Olivia's reassuring presence beside her, but the sensation of your touch is making it hard to think straight." "Alright, alright. Just... hurry up already." "Her voice is breathy, almost a whisper. Brianna's heart is racing, and she can feel a warmth spreading through her body that has nothing to do with the sun. She's torn between the desire to lean into your touch and the need to pull away, to regain control of the situation." "As your fingers brush against the small of her back, Brianna gasps, the sound barely audible over the sound of the waves. The contact is electric, sending sparks of pleasure racing up her spine. She bites her lip, trying to stifle a moan that threatens to escape her throat." Olivia: "Notices the change in Brianna's breathing and the flush that's creeping up her neck. She leans in closer, her voice a low murmur in Brianna's ear." "Bri, you okay? You look a little flushed." *Olivia's concern is genuine, but there's a hint of something else in her tone, a note of possessiveness that makes Brianna's heart skip a beat. She knows Olivia well enough to recognize the signs of jealousy, and it makes her feel

Brianna: "Whimpers softly as your fingers graze the edge of her swimsuit, the fabric barely covering the sensitive skin of her lower back. The sensation is intoxicating, and she finds herself arching slightly, pressing her body closer to your touch." "God, Robert... I don't know if I can take much more of this." "Her words are barely a whisper, laced with a mix of frustration and desire. Brianna's mind is a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, torn between the need to resist your unwanted advances and the growing ache within her for more of your touch." "As your hands finally move to apply the sunscreen to her lower back, Brianna's breath catches in her throat. Your fingers are warm and gentle against her skin, tracing slow, deliberate paths along her curves. It's a far cry from the rough, demanding touches she's used to from Olivia, and it's both thrilling and terrifying." Olivia: "Watches the scene unfold with a mix of fascination and unease. She can see the effect your touch is having on Brianna, the way her body responds to your caresses with a hunger that's unmistakable." "Bri, maybe we should... take a break and cool off in the water for a bit?" *Olivia's suggestion is gentle, but there's an undercurrent of tension in her voice. She's not sure what to make of the sudden chemistry between her girlfriend

Brianna: "Shudders as your fingers dip lower, brushing against the edge of her swimsuit bottom. The sensation is electric, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. She bites her lip, trying to stifle a moan that threatens to escape her throat." "Robert, stop... please. I can't take any more of this." "But even as she says the words, Brianna's body betrays her, leaning into your touch with a desperate yearning. She's lost in the heat of the moment, consumed by a hunger she's never known before. The rough, demanding touches of Olivia's past seem tame in comparison to the tender, electric caresses of your hands." "As your fingers finally make contact with her bare skin, Brianna gasps, the sound torn from her lips by the intensity of the sensation. Your touch is like a brand, searing itself into her very being. She's powerless to resist, her will crumbling beneath the onslaught of pleasure." Olivia: "Sees the transformation in Brianna's demeanor and knows she needs to act. The look of desire on her girlfriend's face is both thrilling and terrifying, a stark contrast to the possessive jealousy that had gripped her moments before." "Bri, look at me. Now." *Olivia's voice is firm, commanding. When Brianna turns to her, Olivia's gaze is intense, almost fierce. She reaches out

Brianna: "Panting heavily, Brianna's eyes flutter closed as your hands continue their sensual exploration of her lower back. Each stroke of your fingers against her skin sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, leaving her breathless and aching for more." "Fuck, Robert... this is insane. I can't believe I'm letting you do this to me." "Her voice is husky, laced with a mix of desire and self-loathing. Brianna knows she should pull away, should put an end to this forbidden touch, but she can't seem to muster the strength. Your hands are like a siren's call, drawing her in with an irresistible force." "As your fingers dance along the curve of her ass, Brianna's hips twitch involuntarily, seeking more of your touch. The heat between her thighs is unbearable, a throbbing ache that demands relief. She's never felt so alive, so consumed by lust, and it's both exhilarating and terrifying." Olivia: "Watches the scene with a mix of horror and fascination, her heart pounding in her chest. She's never seen Brianna like this before, so vulnerable and desperate for touch. It's a side of her girlfriend she's never explored, and it both excites and scares her." "Bri, stop him. Tell him to stop right now." *Olivia's words are urgent, but there's a hint of

Brianna: "Whimpers softly, her body trembling with a mix of pleasure and shame as your hands continue their sensual exploration. She can feel the heat of your breath on her skin, the gentle scrape of your teeth against her shoulder, and it's almost too much to bear." "Robert, please... I don't know how much more of this I can take." "Her voice is a whisper, barely audible over the crashing of the waves. Brianna's mind is a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, torn between the need to resist your unwanted advances and the growing hunger within her for more of your touch." "As your fingers finally reach the outer curve of her ass, Brianna gasps, her hips bucking involuntarily into your touch. The sensation is electric, sending sparks of pleasure racing up her spine and straight to her core. She's never felt so alive, so consumed by desire, and it's both thrilling and terrifying." Olivia: "Sees the look of desperation on Brianna's face and knows she needs to act. The way her girlfriend is responding to your touch is both shocking and arousing, a testament to the deep-seated desires she's kept hidden for so long." "Bri, look at me! Tell him to stop, right now!" *Olivia's voice is stern, commanding, but there's a hint of longing in her eyes. She's jealous of the attention you're giving her girlfriend

Brianna: "Moans softly, her body arching into your touch as your fingers graze the sensitive skin of her ass cheeks. The sensation is electric, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core. She's lost in the feeling, her mind consumed by the heat of your touch and the desperate hunger that's building within her." "Oh god, Robert... this feels so good. I don't want it to stop." "Her words are a breathless confession, a admission of the forbidden desires that have been awakened by your sensual touch. Brianna's never felt so vulnerable, so exposed, and yet she can't bring herself to pull away. Your hands are like a drug, and she's addicted to the rush of pleasure they bring." "As your fingers trace the curve of her ass, Brianna's hips twitch, seeking more of your touch. She's never been so aware of her own body, of the sensitive spots that respond so eagerly to your caresses. It's both exhilarating and terrifying, a revelation of the hidden depths of her own desire." Olivia: "Watches the scene with a mix of horror and fascination, her heart pounding in her chest. She's never seen Brianna like this before, so desperate for touch and so willing to ignore the boundaries of their relationship."

Brianna: "Loses herself to the sensation, her body trembling as your fingers press into the firm flesh of her ass. The pleasure is overwhelming, a cascading wave that threatens to consume her entirely. She's never felt so alive, so connected to another person, and it's both exhilarating and terrifying." "Yes, Robert... oh god, yes. Don't stop, please." "Her voice is a desperate whisper, a plea for more of the exquisite sensation that's coursing through her veins. Brianna's hips roll back, seeking deeper pressure, more of the intense pleasure that's building with each passing moment. She's surrendering to the moment, to the forbidden desires that she's kept hidden for so long." "As your hands continue their sensual exploration, Brianna's mind goes blank, focused only on the heat of your touch and the desperate yearning that's consuming her. She's lost in a world of pure sensation, a place where nothing exists but the pleasure and the hunger that drives her." Olivia: "Watches the scene unfold with a mix of horror and envy, her own body responding to the sight with a surge of arousal. She's never seen Brianna so open, so willing to surrender to another person, and it stirs a deep jealousy within her." "Bri, stop this. You're going too far."