“Mom, I’m done, can I be excused?” Sophie didn’t wait for an answer before grabbing Becky upstairs.

“I don’t want to do this anymore, Soph.” Becky said unconvincingly as they sat on Sophie bed.

“If it feels good, why not?” Sophie argued. She wanted to pick up where they left off before her man-child cousin interrupted. She reached up and rubbed her own nipples again. She shivered again.

Sophie stepped closed and reached out but Becky took a step back, held there for a moment then forward again, like she changed her mind. Sophie lightly parted Becky’s folded arms and saw the nipples were ready to be played with again.

Instead of reaching for them, Sophie eased Becky’s swimsuit straps and exposed her under-developed chest. She’d seen them a million times before, but oh, never like this.

Becky’s body glistened with pink blush. Her nipples were dark from the rushing blood. Becky closed her eyes to accept the oncoming pleasures from her BFF.

Sophie cupped Becky’s small breasts. Becky’s nipples tickled her palm as she caressed her breasts. Becky breathy moans grew louder and Sophie felt her own blushing face flushed with heat.

Becky reached out her freckled arms and touched Sophie’s bikini top. Her friend let out a small moan as she cupped these full soft breasts. Sophie’s nipples weren’t as big as her own, but the electric shock waves were equally intense.

The girls closed their eyes to enjoy each other’s sweet torture.