Piha Ka Waha (Patreon)

Fall brings a relative lull to Kamaole Beach, the mad rush of summer vacationers having gone back to the mainland and their mundane, nine-to-five lives. The lack of vacationers also means a scaled-back staff of lifeguards, and the beaches no longer need two attendants on duty. Gone is the overtime and the six-day workweeks, all but the most senior staff cut down to near part-time hours.

Barely a week into Fall and Kalani is already bored. It was annoying at first, back when Nani was a new hire, but now she's come to miss her maniacal co-worker's less-than-subtle innuendos and near-constant fondling. Despite what one sees on the TV, a lifeguard's daily routine usually consists of hour upon mind-numbing hour of sheer boredom...any real, adrenaline-pumping excitement is few and far between. The pair's almost daily retreat to the station's shack is what she misses the most. Whether it be with toys, positions, pure stamina, or all of the above, Nani could always come up with some new and interesting way to turn the buxom blonde into a shivering heap of she-flesh...and thusly relieve said boredom.

By the end of the week, Kalani had tried everything... A finger or two surreptitiously slipped inside her swimsuit while atop the tower, feigning a watchful eye over the smattering of beach-goers while she tried to rub one out. Picturing her little, brown buddy in and out of a cheerleader's outfit, giving her a decidedly personal cheer routine. Hunkered down in the shack, wearing little but a pair of nipple piercings, feverishly plunging a pulsating toy wherever it would fit. It just wasn't the same without her deviant little friend there to coax her along, take charge, or just plain do her into a frenzy.

They'd been put on opposite shifts with only one day per week where their shifts were back-to-back. That was today. Nearing the end of her morning stint, Kalani can't help but keep checking her watch...tapping it occasionally to see if time will somehow go faster.

Kalani: (thinking) Urgh. Why are you tapping a smartwatch?

The tell-tale sound of a set of air brakes up on the road tells her that the two o'clock bus is here...and it's early...way early. Without even seeing if Nani has gotten off the bus or not, Kalani bounds down from the tower and practically sprints the short distance to the lifeguard shack. Before the door has even closed completely, the tan-lined blonde wrenches her suit down, kicking it across the room. A few agonizing minutes pass when she finally hears someone walking up the wooden ramp.

Nani: Honey, I'm home! Did you miss me?

Nani, still in her normal shorts and t-shirt combo, a gym bag full of work clothes, and the usual assortment of 'playthings' slung over her shoulder, she pushes the door open to reveal...

Nani: Well, hey there lil' school girl...!

Before she can finish her sentence the naked blonde pulls Nani's shirt up, her lips engulfing one areola and then the other. Fingers desperately snatching the brunette's button-fronted shorts open, Kalani yanks them down, panties and all. Dropping to her knees, grabbing two handfuls of ass cheeks, the woman buries her face into Nani's bare crotch, excitedly lapping at her clitoris.

Nani: Wuh... Well now... I guess you -DID- muh-miss me!

Never to look a gift horse in the mouth, Nani grasps a fistful of blonde hair while draping one leg over Kalani's shoulder for easier access. Kalani takes full advantage, sucking her labia, tongue darting between them, causing Nani's eyes to roll back in her head.

An hour later, Nani's beginning workday all but forgotten, the pair find themselves lying on the floor, legs and crotches interlocked. Chests heaving, labia smooshing, hips swiveling, one of Nani's double-ended toys buzzing away inside them.

Kalani is the first to cry out...sort of. Arching her back, wave after wave of spasms jolt through her, Nani watching as the blonde's mouth tries (and fails) to form coherent words. Merely observing her stutter and stammer is all it takes, Nani jamming her 'lips' against Kalani's even tighter, all of her fingers and toes simultaneously forming cramp-inducing fists as the entirety of her body quivers and undulates.

Panting and shivering, the sweat-drenched pair stare at one another, two sets of eyes going in and out of focus as they return one another's smile.

Nani: Is... Is it... Is it too late to cuh...call in sick?

Kalani: Yeaahhh, yuh... You don't look s-s-so well.

Kalani reaches up behind her, blindly fumbling for her phone on the desk above. Finding it, she quickly types out a text to her immediate supervisor.

Kalani: (feigning sympathy) Ohh, you... You poor thing. You juss... You just called in sick. Guess I'm gonna have tuh t-take you home and nurse you buh-back to health.

Nani: (grinning) I have a 'sexy nurse' costume you can wear.

Kalani merely rolls her eyes, smirking at the ceiling in semi-disbelief.

Kalani: Why... Why do I not doubt that?

** There is no direct translation of 'mouthful' that I'm aware of. Piha Ka Waha roughly translates to 'Mouth Full'.

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Original Sketch by Pechi

Colors and Edits by Phillipthe2