#heartland

Riddle

“My rose what is the meaning of the string you’re wearing? Is it for cultural purposes or something?” You couldn’t help but laugh as you sat next to Riddle on the beach chair. You stretched your body out in the warmth of the sun. “It’s a bikini baby a swim suit,” you explained. “In the queendom of roses swimsuits have sleeves. And your bottom isn’t out for everyone to see,” Riddle scoffed. He pinched your Bossom earning a yelp from you.

“Aww are you jealous of the others,” you teased. Your breath fanned the side of his face. “What! No I would never be jealous.” He protested with a red blush engulfing his face. You looked Riddle dead in his eyes until he cracked. “Fine,” he huffed. “That guys looking right there,” he pointed to a lowerclassman.

Before he could say anymore you hopped in Riddles lap . While his mouth was open mid yap you stuck your tongue in. Yours tangled with his sharing a drool filled kiss. He couldn’t help but to grip your head to stabilize himself pulling you in even further until your teeth clashed. Although he shook under you weight he couldn't resist your touch.

A mixture of your love poured out the sides of your mouth as you made eye contact with the guy who was once looking at you. To top it all off you even let out a little moan before releasing Riddle. You could still taste the cherry pie Trey made for him earlier. Now the whole beach was looking at you after you claimed the bright red boy.

“What is there a problem,” you smirked. Of course no one responded in fact many refused to look your way. You just giggled turning around on Riddles lap to face him directly. “You should get off of me this is an improper display of affection,” he admitted.

“Hmm I’m not sure I should if I get off then I think you’ll probably buss in those tight little trunks!”

Trey

“Come on let’s go back to our table.” You said walking in front of him. He didn’t protest at all watching the way your ass jiggled with every step. Each dip in the sand meant more velocity. And Trey could hardly see without his glasses abandoning them for the ocean. But still anyone could see that thang from a mile away.

Which is why as you walked heads turned. So did another head that being Treys glaring them back around. He had an especially mean look without his glasses. One that sent shivers up all the boys spines. And one that sent a special wet patch to your panties.

When you finally placed your things down at the table you put on a quick spray of bugs spray at set off to enjoy the beach. Trey took your hand his as another safety precaution. You decided on what to do that being beach volleyball.

Trey knew this was a bad idea for many reasons. One being confirmed almost immediately as everyone and their mother now wanted to play. You let them in thinking it was innocent fun. But of course he knew they just wanted your attention.

“Fine but I’m gonna be on your team then my sweets,” Trey declared. You and him played hard the other team didn’t go easy on you wanting to see you jump and dive to get a peak at your sandy ass and tits. They also wanted to show off their magic skills to impress you. "Back in my universe boys didn't need magic to play volleyball," you teased.

But still with the power of hard work and natural seduction causing distraction you and Trey won. You couldn’t believe it jumping onto him your legs wrapping around his slender waist.

The other boys rolled their eyes as you and Trey shared a frenzied kiss. His hands gripped your ass leaving his mark for all eyes to see. He couldn’t help but to stick his tongue out as you kissed his neck. "You worked hard today baby you deserve a big reward. The one that busses inside you every night!”

Leona

You could feel his eyes even all the way across beach. He didn’t wanna get up earlier choosing to stay on the blanket in the shade under your beach umbrella. The lion claimed it was to hit even for a savanna beast man like him. But that was a big mistake. Boys flocked to you complimenting your new look. “Nice swimsuit y/n!” You’re fine shyt!” Make it clap for us.”

Soon you were surrounded by a bunch of dummies your head spinning with there lust filled words. “Get outta the way before I turn you all to mincemeat,” Leona growled. And the boys scattered liked flies. “Someone’s angry,” you teased.

“Of course no one can have my lionesses accept me.” His hands gripped your waist as he kissed your forehead. You giggled up at him your hands falling around his neck. You could stay cuddled up like this forever.

But you were interrupted as his hands wandered smacking the fat of your ass. “What are you doing?!” You whispered yelled. “Leaving my handprint so these losers can quit bussing in their pants.”

Jamil & Kalim

Beach yoga! You always wanted to do it ever since you seen it on tv. And here you were with your two partners. You sat with your legs spread opened as far as you could. Jamil held your hands pulling your body forward while Kalim held your hips in place.

“Oww how long do I have to hold this,” you groaned. “Oh yeah it has been 2 minutes,” Kalim chirped. “Aren’t I already flexible enough,” you grumbled. “You still don’t have your splits yet my love,” Jamil argued. “Come on keep practicing that’ll make it so much easier for us to fuck you,” Kalim assured.

“Don’t say such kinky things out loud,” you spluttered. Your whole body was hot in more places than one. "Oh yeah-h you can switch now," Jamil said fumbling. Next pose was the cat cow on you constantly did in the gym. So you thought it was no problem to attempt it now. As you breathed in for five and out for five arching and pointing your back others watched in awe.

"Hey you're only supposed to be arching for me like that," Kalim whined sitting on you. "You mean she's only supposed to be arching for us," Jamil argued pulling him off of you. "What's the problem now," you yelled stopping in your tracks.

"Pretty sure the whole beach has a tent in their pants," Jamil said. "Yeah Y/n i think you're a bloodbender because you sure know how to make them buss," Kalim joked.

Cater

"Y/n! Body is absolute tea. You know what? Not even tea cause that's not strong enough body is coffee. A cup I'm addicted to having everyday," Cater bragged. You chuckled at his remarks about to walk back to your shared tiki.

"Wait where are you going? You can't not take pictures dressed like that. Come on you'll compliment my feed soooo well. So let walk this way sugar plum!" Cater grabbed your hand dragging you to the water.

Normally most men would be insecure to have a girlfriend as hot as you. But Cater couldn't be anymore smug about it. "Okay now on your knees turn your head at 30 degrees. One hand on hip one on thigh," he instructed.

You smiled while serving face and body. "Yess you look so good now get on all fours and crawl to me. Look like a sexy mermaid." You thought the request was weird but said nothing trusting his judgement.

"Can I see the pictures," you inquired. "NO! We're not done yet. Turn away and look back stay on your knees." You did as you were told sighing in the process. Others watched your mini water photo shoot in awe.