The sun blazed over the private beach as the five-day bikini shoot kicked off, with three cocky oil boys—Jake, Mike, and Tony—tasked with slicking up the models' skin. Jake smirked at his buddies. "These supermodels with those massive chests are going to be putty in my hands. I bet I bag Sophia by lunch and have her dripping before the others even notice."
Mike shot back, "Dream on, oil boy. Lena's ass is mine, and I'll have her panting my name while you two are still greasing up. Wildest sex wins the week, remember?" Tony laughed, "Horny much? Mia's curves will have me coming first—no contest."
Sophia, overhearing with a sharp grin, sauntered over, her bikini barely containing her chest. "Big talk from the help. Think you can handle a real woman, Jake? My pussy doesn't play games." Jake leaned in, voice low and witty, "Only if you can keep up when things get hard, supermodel. Care to test the oil?"
Tension crackled as they slipped behind a dune for "prep." Sophia shoved him down, strong hands roaming. "On your knees first—show me that cock." She dropped for a blowjob, taking him deep while he groaned, her tongue working magic until he was rock hard and sweating.
Flipping positions with a wink, she straddled him, guiding his throbbing cock into her wet, dripping pussy. "Fuck, that's it—ride it like you mean it," she commanded, grinding her ass against him as they panted in rhythm. Jake thrust up, fingers teasing her clit, building her moans until she came hard, clenching around him.
He followed seconds later, exploding with cum deep inside as they collapsed, bodies slick and spent. Sophia stood, adjusting her bikini with a satisfied smirk. "Not bad for day one, but the others are next."
With four days of competition left, the stakes were rising fast.
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