The Australian Summer

The Australian Summer - Chapter 6

Welcome back, dear reader! The last time we saw our characters, quite a lot had happened. Ankit had asked Isha a direct question - "Are you attracted to him?". Isha didn't answer. Instead, she had sex with him, which he 'absolutely enjoyed'. And our dear Isha continued exploring new boundaries with Cooper. Be it the "where's my reward?" demand to receive her well-earned smack on the ass. Or the permission she gave Cooper, to be fully naked in the sauna with her from here on out. And now we arrive at the promised weekend. Ankit away at Melbourne. And Isha and Cooper at the beach. Let's see what happens...

~BhagiRath

THREE MONTHS TO THE WEDDING

Sydney, Australia

Isha stood in front of her closet looking at the two options in front of her. On the left, the modest one-piece she'd worn to Bondi with Ankit. On the right, the white bikini she'd bought but never worn, still had the price tags on. She'd tried it once in the changing room, found it too revealing, and put it back in its bag. Until now.

She was going to the beach today...with Coop, Sasha and Tobias. She had to pick one.

Which one would Ankit want her to wear?

Ankit had left for Melbourne yesterday, for the semi-finals of his gaming tournament. She remembered her conversation with him.

---

"I really wanted you to come, Isha. But I think you'd be bored out of your mind."

"I know, baby. Don't worry about it too much, I'll be fine here."

Ankit was stuffing his clothes into his duffel bag.

"What will you guys be doing anyway?" he asked.

"Coop was saying...maybe we'll head to the beach with Sasha and Tobias."

Ankit paused and looked at her, as if he was about the say something. But he didn't. He continued packing.

"Isha," he suddenly asked, nervous. "Did you see my passport, I can't find it."

"Arey mere buddhu ram(Oh my forgetful fellow)," she said with a smile. "It's in the front pocket, open the zipper."

Ankit did, and he found the passport, and a look of relief spread over his face.

"What will I ever do without you?" he said.

"I wonder the same thing," Isha said, messing up his hair lovingly.

He checked everything again. "Phone, charger, wallet, passport...". He put the bag on his shoulder and was about the step out of their bedroom, and then turned to Isha.

"I know I've been shit lately. Once the tournament is done, we'll do something. Proper holiday. Just us. I promise."

"Okay baba," Isha took his hand into hers. "Don't worry about all that, go catch your flight."

"Okay, babe," Ankit started to go, but turned back once again.

"Listen," he said. "Take lots of pictures at the beach, have fun. I know Cooper will take care of you. He's a good guy, and I am glad he's your friend. I am sorry I was so jealous..."

"Ankit," she interrupted. "Go...or you'll miss your flight. We'll talk about all this when you return."

"Okay, love you, babe."

"Love you too, baby."

---

That's what Ankit had said.Take lots of pictures at the beach. Have fun.

He'd want me to look good.

Isha picked the white bikini.

Took the tags off and wore it, looking at herself in the mirror.

She looked different since the last time she'd worn it. She looked better. It was still quite revealing.

The two small triangles at the top were unforgivably small, cupping her breasts but leaving the sides and bottoms exposed, her nipples and areolae showing as shadows beneath the thin material.

And the bottoms...two thin strings held it up, a thin strip of white between her legs. The back was just a single strip that disappeared between her ass cheeks. Her ass, fuller and firmer from the last few months of training, was almost entirely bare.

Her curls fell wild around her shoulders, framing her beautiful face. The definition in her stomach, the muscles of her legs, the curve of her hips...it was all on display.She was on display.

She felt excited. And then a thought came into her head, uninvited.

Coop will be the first man to see me in this.

Not Ankit.

A feeling of guilt crept up in her mind. But the excitement was still there.

It was a familiar feeling...guilt and excitement together...it happened every time she thought of Cooper.

Isha thought about how Cooper had been naked in the sauna every sincethatday.

She still didn't know what had gotten into her that day.

Why did I say he didn't need a towel?

Cooper had immediately acted upon the permission. And Isha's body did the same. Her eyes were almost immediately on his cock, staring shamelessly.

And if their eyes ever met...if he ever caught her staring, he'd chuckle and she would too. Part nervousness, part excitement.

And secretly, unknown to anyone but her - since that day, every day, Isha fingered herself immediately after the sauna. Sometimes in the shower, sometimes in the bed, sometimes right there on the bedroom floor.

And the subject of her masturbation fantasies was always the same.

Isha was starting to feel less and less guilty about it.

It's just a fantasy. Everyone fantasizes.

I am not acting on any of it...so I am not doing anything wrong.

I am marrying Ankit.

She always said that last part to herself, as if she was trying to convince herself.

Isha's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Cooper's voice.

"Isha," he called out from outside her bedroom door. "Tobias just texted, they just started, will be here in twenty."

"Okay," Isha replied. "I'll be out in a few."

She gave herself one final look, tied a thin transparent sarong around her waist, picked up the bag and stepped out of her room.

---

As soon as she walked into the kitchen, Cooper saw her. And to her delight, she saw Cooper's jaw drop. It wasn't a subtle reaction, at all.

"Bloody hell, Isha."

Isha laughed. "What?"

"You look...absolutely mint."

"I don't know what that means," she said, still laughing. "Hopefully that means something good?"

"It means you look fucking incredible," Cooper said, still looking her up and down. His eyes moved over slowly, as if he was taking in every part of her body. The white triangles barely doing their job, the curve of her waist, the sarong tied loosely at her hip, her curls.

Isha had never had a man look at her the way Cooper was looking at her right now. Like he couldn't decide where to focus. She felt weird low in her stomach.

"Stop," she said, waving her hand dismissively. But she was smiling.

"I'm not joking, Isha." His voice was lower than usual. "Ankit's a lucky bloke."

The mention of Ankit's name gave her a small pang of guilt in her chest. She pushed it aside.

"I'll tell him you said that," she said.

"You tell him," he said. "In fact, don't tell him. He might not let you come out looking like that again!"

Isha smiled, picking up her bag. "He never tells me what I can or can't wear."

"That's great."

"Ready?" she asked him.

"After you."

---

Sasha and Tobias were in their convertible, parked at the curb next to Cooper's apartment building. Sasha was behind the wheel, oversized sunglasses, pushed up on her head, her golden bikini shining in the sunlight. Her breasts were larger than Isha's and her top was designed to raise any man's heart rate.

Tobias was in the passenger seat, one arm draped over the door. His bulky, tall frame somehow still fitting in the front seat next to his wife. Like Cooper, Tobias was also wearing a shirt, unbuttoned, chest and abs showing.

"Morning, love!" Sasha called out. "You look fuckin' gorgeous."

"Hey guys!" Isha said, walking around to the back. "Sasha, you look amazing, as always."

Cooper held the door open for Isha. She slid into the seat, feeling the smooth leather against her thighs. Cooper got in beside her.

"Look at Coops being a gentleman," Sasha said, hitting Tobias on the shoulder. "When was the last time you ever opened the door for me."

Tobias rubbed his shoulder where she hit him, gave Cooper an angry look. "Morning, dickhead!"

"Right back at ya, fuckwit." Cooper snapped back.

"If you two wankers are done being disgusting," Sasha said. "Shall we get on?"

"Right," Tobias said, turning around. "Everyone buckled in. Sasha drives like she's being chased."

"I do not," Sasha protested, pulling away from the curb.

---

Soon the car was on the coastal road, the harbor was sparkling along the side. The top was down, the wind was warm and the music was playing an upbeat Australian song...Sasha's playlist. Isha didn't recognize the song, but immediately liked it.

She leaned back in her seat, enjoying the sun on her face. The wind in her hair, her curls flying. She caught Cooper glancing at her from the side.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing." He looked back at the road.

Isha felt her cheeks warm.

Tobias turned around again. "Right, I am your road trip entertainment today."

"Here we go," Cooper muttered.

"We're playing Truth or Dare."

Cooper groaned. "Are we teenagers?"

"Oh, come on, Coop." Sasha looked at him through the rearview. "Isha's new to our group. This is a great way for her to get to know us. And for her to know what a saint I am for putting up with this one." She pointed at Tobias with her thumb.

Tobias gave her a mock-shocked look. "Saint? You're the one who..."

"Shh." Sasha held up a finger. "Game on."

"I'm using an app," Tobias said, holding up his phone. "Fair and impartial. No accusations of favoritism."

The app made a sound, and Tobias read the first prompt.

"Sasha, truth or dare?"

"Dare, obviously."

Tobias read from the screen. "Flash the next vehicle."

"Ha, easy." Sasha didn't hesitate. She pulled her bikini top to the side just as a truck passed going in the opposite direction. The horn blared. She adjusted herself and smiled.

Tobias let out a whistle and clapped his hands. Cooper just shook his head, chuckling.

"Done," Sasha said, cheerful and loud.

"You're insane," Isha said, laughing.

"You love it," Sasha replied.

"Alright boys and girls," Tobias continued. "Next round is for me, and I select dare too."

He read from the app again. "Kiss the person to your left, on the lips, for five seconds."

Given the way they were sitting in the car, technically the person to his left would be Isha, who was sitting behind Tobias.

As soon as she realized it, Isha got worried.

Tobias turned around, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Well, well."

Isha felt her face go hot. She shook her head. "No, no..."

"Come on, love. It's just a game." Sasha piped in. "And trust me, it's not too bad, I do it all the time." She laughed at her own joke.

Isha didn't know what to say, she was feeling beyond embarassed. "I...uh...don't."

Cooper put his hand on her shoulder. "I'll take that hit for her."

Tobias looked between them. "That's not how you play the..."

"Rules are made to be broken, mate." Cooper leaned forward, making a face. Tobias made a face too. Their lips barely touched for a second before they jerked away from each other.

"Bloody hell," Cooper said. "You're a horrible kisser. Sash...how do you put up with this wanker."

"You get used to it," Sasha laughed.

Isha looked over at Cooper and mouthedThank youto him. He smiled at her.

"Alright, alright," Tobias continued. "After that disgusting display of brotherly affection, we move on to Coop. Truth or dare, mate?"

"Truth." Cooper said.

Tobias started to read from the app. "Okay, so your question is..."

Sasha jumped in. "Wait...I want to ask him the question."

"That's not how we're playing the game," Tobias said. "The app is supposed to be fair..."

"My love," Sasha said. "You know I don't give a fuck, right?"

Tobias shook his head. "Ahh, you guys keep breaking all the rules."

Cooper laughed. "Okay, what's your question?"

"Great," Sasha said, adjusting her rearview mirror. "What's Isha's most attractive feature?"

Isha, who'd been laughing along with the game, went still.

"Sasha, you're impossible!" Isha turned to Cooper. "You don't need to answer tha..."

"Her hair." Cooper said.

The car went silent.

Isha looked at him, surprised. "My hair?"

"Yes."

"Well," Sasha said. "Don't just stop there...tell us why."

"I like the way it does whatever it wants." Cooper was looking at Isha directly now. "And the way Isha tries to tame it, tucking her curls behind her ear, but it never listens."

Isha reached up instinctively, pushing a curl back from her face.

Cooper smiled. "See?"

She dropped her hand.

"Well," Sasha said. "That was..ahem...very specific."

Isha was looking out the window, her expression neutral. But inside, her brain was exploding.

No one had complimented her like that before...in such a particular way. She wasn't even sure it was a compliment. It just felt very...intimate.

The car was silent again.

"Alright," Tobias jumped in, breaking the silence. "Isha's turn."

Isha thought for a second - she certainly didn't have the courage to do the type of dares the app was throwing out, especially after what Cooper just said.

"Truth," she said.

"I'll take this one too," Sasha jumped in. Tobias rolled his eyes.

"Isha," Sasha said. "What do you find hot about Cooper?"

Isha looked at Sasha's face through the rearview mirror. She had a mischievous grin on her face.

What did she find hot? The list was too long, starting with his arms. His lips. His...

"Pass," Isha said. "I pass."

"Ooh," Tobias said. "Okay, passing on Truth means you get a Dare."

Isha's stomach dropped.

Tobias read off the app. "Sit on the lap of the person to your right, for ten minutes."

She looked at Cooper with raised eyebrows. She turned back to Tobias.

"It does NOT say that, Tobias," she said.

"Read it," Tobias said, holding up the phone to her. Isha leaned in and that's exactly what it said.

Crap.

"I..I can't do that," Isha said. "Let's go back to Truth."

"No can do, love." Sasha said with a smile. "You've already gotten the Dare. You can't go back."

"What?" Isha exclaimed, "Come on, guys."

"Rules are rules, I'm afraid." Tobias said.

Isha looked at Tobias and then Sasha. Neither of them were going to let it go.

Isha finally looked at Cooper.

"Ten minutes?" she asked. "Is that okay with you, Coop?"

"Fine by me," he said.

"I don't think he minds, love," Tobias said from the front seat, grinning. "Look at his face, he's loving this."

"Shut up, Tobias," Cooper said, but he was smiling as well.

"Make me," Tobias turned to Isha. "Come on then love. Clock's ticking."

Isha shifted in her seat. She turned and carefully lowered herself onto Cooper's lap, her back to his chest, her legs draping over his. The sarong rode up slightly. She could feel his thighs beneath her...solid and muscular. His hand came to rest on her thigh, just above her knee, just casual, like it was nothing.

The game continued, but it shifted. Somewhere along the way, the game was abandoned entirely in favor of stories. Tobias told them about the time Cooper got them lost in the Blue Mountains and they had to be rescued by a park ranger. Sasha regaled them with the story of hers and Tobias's very first, disastrous date which involved a very unfortunate encounter with a street performer. And Cooper told them about the time he took a group of tourists on a hike and a kangaroo stole someone's sandwich right out of their hand.

They were all laughing, Isha was laughing the hardest. But underneath the laughter and the conversation, Isha was aware of something else.

She was aware of Cooper's hand on her thigh, how it moved, grip tightening with every bump on the road. Her sarong had ridden up pretty much the full way. She was aware of every inch of contact between his thighs and her exposed ass.

And she was becoming aware of something else.

It started as a subtle shift. She felt a firmness beneath her which hadn't been there when she first sat on his lap. At first, she thought she was imagining it. When the car hit a bump, she felt it press against her...hard and unmistakable...right between her legs.

She let out a gasp when it happened again. This time it was undeniable. She kept her expression neutral, kept laughing at whatever Tobias was saying. Her heart was beating hard. She could clearly feel him beneath her, the outline of his arousal pressing against the thin fabric of her thong, separated from her by almost nothing.

She didn't say anything. He didn't say anything. The conversation kept going and both Isha and Cooper participated like nothing else was happening.

As the car and the conversations kept going, Isha and Cooper became settled into this new configuration. She leaned into him, her thick curly hair pressed into his chest, her fragrance in his nose. His thumb began tracing small circles on her thigh, almost absent-mindedly. Isha didn't mind at all, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

And then there was his hardness, which had settled between the folds of her legs. It was pressing against the most sensitive part of her, and shifted slightly every time the car moved.

Neither Isha nor Cooper realized that the dare ended twenty minutes ago. Or maybe they did and didn't want to move. Either way, Isha was on Cooper's lap for over thirty minutes. They'd become quite...comfortable.

The car pulled into a small parking lot near the beach, Sasha turned off the engine.

"We're here," she announced.

Isha blinked. She'd almost forgotten they were going somewhere.

She looked at Cooper and he looked back at her. Neither of them said anything. She lifted herself off his lap and moved back to her own seat, the sudden absence of his warmth against her back making her feel strangely cold. She straightened her sarong.

They all got out of the car, picked up some bags and towels and headed to the beach. The beach itself was a small cove ticked between two sandstone cliffs. The water was blue and the sand golden. The crowds were minimal.

They found a good spot near the water and laid out their towels. Isha set her bag down and looked around. Women in bikinis, and women in nothing at all. Topless sunbathers everywhere, lying on their stomachs, sitting up, walking to the water.

"This," Sasha said spreading her towel. "Is Glamorama. That's the nickname, of course. Because this is where all the good-looking people come."

Isha could see why. The beach was stunning, and so was pretty much everyone on it. She felt a moment of self-consciousness.

Cooper and Tobias left to get them some drinks from a nearby beach bar.

Isha and Sasha were left alone with the towels and the bags.

Isha was looking at the water, taking in the sounds of the waves. That's when she turned and saw Sasha, who reached behind her back and simply unclasped her bikini top and let it fall. Her breasts were full and round, milky-white with pink nipples. She tossed the top into her bag and lay back.

Isha stared. She couldn't help it.

"What? You've never seen tits before?"

"Not...not like this," Isha said, laughing nervously.

"Welcome to Australia, babe." Sasha grinned. Then she looked down at Isha's chest. "Well? You going to take that off or what?"

Isha looked down at her bikini top. The white triangles barely covering anything. The contrast of her brown skin against the white fabric. She thought about Ankit, who was in Melbourne right now. He hadn't even seen her in this bikini top. And now Sasha was saying...

"I've never done that," Isha said. "I don't think I can."

"It's just a beach, hun," Sasha said. "No one cares. Look around."

Isha did. Women of all shapes and sizes. Topless, comfortable, entirely unbothered.