Since the first time I was on my boyfriend Bob’s
powerboat in a bikini, it has been almost expected that I wear a bikini
and little more whenever I was on his boat. Well the other day was no
exception. Only this time and since I was feeling kind of daring, I
didn’t even bother bring anything else with me. Here’s how it got
started and what happened.
Bob had planned this fishing trip with his buddies
and I was giving him a hard time about it since it was kind of a guy
trip and I wasn’t invited. If it had been one of his rock climbing
things or something like that, I wouldn’t mind, but I love boating. I
was teasing him about it earlier in the week and told him how much he’d
miss me and all. Eventually, he relented and invited me along but only
if I wore my bikini.
Like I said, I usually do anyway but this time he
made a point of it so I decided on wearing this white G string bikini
that I rarely wear but I know he likes. You can’t even call it a thong
because the bottom is nothing but string with a tiny patch in the
front. The top isn’t much better and on top of that it’s pretty thin
like so many of my suits. Now this suit is even small by my standards.
Many people would say this about most of my swimsuits but this one was
truly hardly worth wearing.
I had second thoughts after packing and almost
changed my mind. I had it on under my shorts and T shirt and was
getting in the car when I went back in the house to change. Inside I
took the shorts and top off and after some debate, made up my mind to do
it. To make sure I didn’t chicken out again, I left my shorts and T
shirt there in my room and walked out to the car in just my “almost not
there” bikini. I’ve been accused of under dressing before and this was
definitely one of those times.
I’ve read of people who have driven long distances
completely naked and without any backup clothes in the car, so this
shouldn’t have been that big a deal by those standards. Wearing that
suit without anything else in the car to cover up with got me a little
nervous and excited at the same time. On top of that, I was headed over
to Bob’s apartment where I had to walk through the parking lot to his
place. After that, who knows what was planned.
Well I made it and ran to his door popping out of
my top as I did. I was just tucking back in when Bob opened the door.
He just stared and said, “Wow!” I reminded him that he told me that I
should wear my bikini so I did. After checking that his friends weren’t
already there I said, “Well if you prefer naked…?” and reached behind my
back untied my top and tossed it down.
I could tell by the tent in his pants that he
didn’t mind. I then untied the two tiny strings at my hip tossed my
tiny bottom at him hitting him in the arm. That was all he could take
as he grabbed me and carried me into his bedroom. I asked him when his
friend was coming and he didn’t seem concerned. He just threw me down
on the bed and we made love. Well let me tell you, I had no sooner cum
then the door-bell rang. I was still coming down when Bob jumped up and
pulled his shorts on and ran to answer the door. It was then that it
dawned on me that my bikini was still somewhere in the living room and I
had nothing to cover up with.
I shyly stuck my head out the bedroom door and
asked Bob to bring me my suit as I hid behind it. His buddies attention
immediately shifted to my hiding behind the door and then to the tiny
scraps of white cloth that were sitting on the living room carpet. It
was Bob’s turn now as he told me to get it myself. I guess his friends
had figured out what was going on by then but I still didn’t want to
walk out there naked in front of two of his friends. Not that the
bikini really covered anything, but a girl still needs to have her
secrets.
Bob wasn’t going to get my suit for me and his
buddies were waiting for me to walk out and get it myself. I briefly
thought about just casually walking out and putting it on in front of
them but I figured it would be more fun to tease them a bit. I grabbed
Bob’s T shirt that was sitting on the bed and held it close as I walked
out and retrieved my suit. I picked up the pieces just as Bob said,
“You remember my friends here right: Bill and Joe. This is Carrie.”
Now my nervousness showed as I felt like I should
shake their hands or something but holding the t shirt up with one hand
and the pieces of my bikini in the other made that impossible. Besides,
the guys were pretty much just staring, not saying a thing. I said hi
and turned around to walk into the bath room to clean up. As I did I
tossed Bob his shirt and walked back to the bathroom showing them my
naked back as I did, not that it mattered that much from the back.
I cleaned up in the bathroom and untangled my
bikini. A suit like that is truly all string and gets tangled up quite
easily, so it wasn’t as easy as you might think. I tied it back on and
headed out to see what was going on making sure everything was tucked
in.
Again the conversation stopped as I walked out this
time with the bikini in place but probably less covered than before. I
blushed a little as I felt their attention on me and thought about how
this was going to be after a couple of hours.
The guys packed the cooler and the fishing gear and
headed for Bob’s car. I was starting to regret wearing this suit since
I was becoming the subject of a lot of the conversation and a lot of the
staring. Before Bob locked the door I asked him if I could borrow a T
shirt or something. He said, “You mean that’s all you wore driving over
her?” I gave him a sheepish nod. To which he said, “Well I guess
you’re going to need a lot of sun block then.” He didn’t lend me a
shirt.
We headed over to another friend's where Bob kept
the boat and I stayed in the car as they hitched it up. After a stop at
the liquor store and bait shop, we were down at the marina. I would
have probably felt better being by the water had I worn one of my other
suits but with this one I felt like I was naked as I helped get the boat
in the water. From the back I essentially was since the only skin
covered was that that was covered by the tiny ties. Absolutely everyone
in the marina was looking at me. I fidgeted with the front of my suit
as I often do when I’m nervous which probably only drew more attention.
I must have adjusted my suit a hundred times before we left the dock and
by then my nipples were so hard they were trying to tear a hole in my
top.
After we left the dock, Bob handed me a beer and
told me I looked hot in that suit. That and being away from the dock
did a lot to settle me down. It was kind of fun being nearly naked on a
boat with 3 guys but at the marina I felt like every eye was on me. I
am really a lot shyer than my actions would lead you to believe.
We headed out to Bob’s favorite fishing spot and
baited up the hooks. I wasn’t really along for the fishing, but Bob got
a line ready for me anyway baiting my hook with some yucky worms.
Before I started fishing I put on some sun block. I was trying to do my
breasts without them actually seeing everything so I simply tuned my
back to the guys and slipped my top up and rubbed it in so I didn’t miss
anything. I pretty much did the same thing down below with Bob doing my
back and of course my butt. The guys offered to give a hand but Bob had
everything well under control.
So there we sat for the next hour or so with only
one catch. Bob had caught a small fluke that we threw back in. I was
complaining that this was boring and asked if he could get a little
further way from all the other boats so I could work on my tan. They
all complained saying that this is where the fish are until I explained
what I meant by working on my tan. “Darn, that’s a shame; all I wanted
was a little privacy so I could tan topless.” Sure enough they pulled
in their lines and we slowly motored off to the side of the fleet of
boats fishing.
Once we were a reasonable distance from the next
boat I grabbed a towel and went up forward to lay out. I laid there for
a couple of minutes with my top still on when I could tell the Bill and
Joe were getting eager for me to take my top off. I told them we were
still too close to which Bob said, “With that suit, they’d think you’re
naked if they were more that a hundred feet away.” He was probably
right but the boats did seem awfully close. With that suit, they
probably couldn’t tell whether it was on or off. I rolled over onto my
front and untied my top and slid it out from under me. I stayed that
way knowing the guys were stating and them simple rolled over onto my
back.
I was a little nervous at first, but then thought
unless the marine police or coast guard comes by who is going to
complain. Besides, I’ll have my top back on before they get close. So
there I lay while the guys pretended to fish. Actually I think the
fishing was just a front on their part to be lazy and drink beer.
A couple of boats would motor by but I just rolled
over until they passed. As time went on I got braver and came back to
talk to the guys for a while. They could have had a fish on their line
and they wouldn’t have noticed. By then we had drifted even further
away from the other boats and were pretty much by ourselves. So I
started teasing Bob a bit again. This time he went on the offensive and
pulled the tie holding my bottom on which left me without anything. I
wasn’t going to run off and hide because he had my bottom so I decided
to go up forwards and layout completely naked now.
I did that until a boat came by. I rolled over on
my stomach, but this boat just hung out about 300 feet way. I saw a guy
on the bridge with a pair of binoculars aimed in our direction. Then
another boat motored close. I think the first boat had radioed the
other boats in the area and now a couple of other boats were moving in.
We were no longer alone in out little private spot, so I asked Bob for
my bikini he told me to come back and get it. By then it was impossible
to get to the back of the boat without putting on quite a show for
everyone nearby so I just took a deep breath and scurried to the back of
the boat and grabbed my bikini.
Bob’s boat doesn’t exactly have a cabin so there
was no running below as I put my suit back on. Eventually I got my top
back on and told the guys, “I guess the show is over, I guess you’ll
have to catch the sequel.” Even with my suit back on none of the boats
seemed to move on until we finally pulled in the lines and headed in
ourselves.
The ride back was fun with a wonderful feeling of
cool breeze caressing my nearly bare body. The cool breeze did keep my
nipples hard the whole way back which made for quite a display though my
thin top. Once back at the dock, I helped pull the boat out of the
water and onto the trailer which provided quite a show for everyone near
by. I did manage to stay covered the whole time but it didn’t stop
people from looking.
On the way home, we dropped the boat off at Bob’s
friends and this time he was home so we stayed and chatted for a bit. I
couldn’t hide in the car the whole time this time so I got out and
quickly became the center of attention. I usually don’t mind this but
being the only girl and being just a couple of scraps short of naked in
this guys drive way made me a little nervous.
Bob suggested get something to eat but one of the
guys had to be back so we ended up going back to Bob’s so he could get
back to his car. Bob still wanted to go out but I wasn’t exactly
dressed for it so I trying to get out of it. Then Bob remembered that I
had left some stuff there previously. It turned out to be just a pair
of jeans. He wouldn’t even lend me a T shirt saying I’d be fine.
The pants were this pair of low ride jeans. These
weren’t my lowest low ride jeans but they left a lot of my stomach bare
sitting probably 5 inches below my belly button. They ran across my hip
bone and just above my pubic mound. My but was covered when I stood but
just barely. When I bent down a lot of my but came into view.
One of Bob’s friends drove so Bob and I jumped in
the back seat. There I was, going out to dinner with three guys wearing
a pair of low ride jeans that barely hung on my hips and a bikini top.
I left the bottom off since the side ties would be clearly visible above
the jeans. I figured I didn’t want to look like I was just coming from
the beach which was a joke in itself since all I had for a top was a
small bikini top that wouldn’t be worn anywhere else. The one thing
this outfit did do was show off my tan and I had a pretty nice one at
the time. That outfit practically dares people to wonder where my tan
lines were.
I figured we’d go to some small café or something
down by the water where I’d fit in but these guys end up at this fairly
nice place. I told them that they wouldn’t allow me in without a shirt
but to my surprise they did. Luckily we were seated off to the side and
a little out of the way but I felt like everyone in the place was
looking at me. I mean I used to go everywhere in nothing more than a
bikini top and shorts when I was a kid but as I got older I grew to
appreciate that you were suppose to dress more appropriately for the
situation.
Being bare from the waist up certainly did help in
getting service from the more than eager young waiter. He was over
every couple of minutes with every excuse imaginable for is appearance.
I also noticed that he always came to my side of the table which served
to give him even a better view. Several times I caught him openly
staring down my front trying to get a view of my areolas which popped
into view from time to time.
The air conditioning was set quite low which only
highlighted my nipples which threatened to pop free of my thin top. I
wasn’t cold but a few goose bumps started to form as time went on. Only
after we settled in with a round of drinks and started to eat, did I
calmed down and start to relax. I did notice that everyone that walked
by and certainly the people seated near us kept checking me out as we
ate.
After we finished, someone got the idea of going
over and seeing the fireworks in the near by town. I figured if I could
get through dinner going down the park as seeing the fireworks was
doable even dressed as I was. The only problem was that it was cooling
off rapidly as the sun went down.
We ended up parking a long ways from the park and
walking a food half a mile to get to where everyone watches the
fireworks. There were lots of people walking and we just followed the
crowd. I felt particularly underdressed when I saw some people wearing
sweaters.
Finally we made it to the park and it was wall to
wall people since the fireworks were just about to start. Some of these
people had probably been there for hours. Luckily these guys who had
been sitting there in a pretty good spot saw me and invited me to
joining them. They saw that I was with Bob but I think they were
surprised when two other guys plopped down in their tiny spot.
The fireworks were great but it took Bob’ snuggling
to keep me warm. It had cooled down quite a bit by now. By the time we
got up to leave most people had sweaters or sweat shirts on. And there
I was. As we walked back several people asked me if I was freezing. I
was cold but not shivering. My top was covered with goose bumps and my
nipples hard as possible. They were quite noticeable as we walked along
with the mass of other people as we headed back to the car. Bob
actually stuck his hand down the back of my pants at one point as was
working causing me to squirm a bit. I had to ask him to stop after a
bit because it was getting a little to vulgar with so many people
around. He was really getting into it and at one point, half my butt
was hanging out and I was afraid he was going to force my pants down off
my hips.
By the time we got back to the car he had his hand
around my waist and was getting all romantic. Bob and I jumped in the
back seat again and continued to make out with his buddies in the
front. It was fun and I was getting pretty turned on as was Bob and it
wasn’t long before he started untying my top. I tried to get him to
stop but it was off before I knew it. He was working my breasts
especially my nipples as he continued to kiss me. Thank god it was dark
out because there was still a lot of traffic as we made our way out of
the jammed up streets.
Suddenly I had forgotten all about the cold and was
actually feeling quite warm as we drove on. I just figured we were
finally heading back to Bob’s but as Bob and I made out in the back seat
the guys had decided to go out to this club for some drinks. It was
still early but I guess I was caught up in the moment when all this took
place. The next thing I know is I’m breathing heavily and really worked
up and they’re telling me to get out we’re here. Bob breaks off our
kiss of and starts to open the door as I’m searching around for my top
which was lost somewhere in the back seat. I’m struggling to get
covered up and tied in as Bob starts dragging me out of the car. As it
was I’m standing in the parking lot holding my top to my chess and
begging Bob to tie my bikini.
Getting that back under control we headed into the
bar. It was a swinging place with a lot of people in beach cloths but
no one was wearing a bikini top like me. We had a couple of drinks and
danced for a bit the whole time Bob is still hugging me and kissing me
and all. A couple of times I suggested leaving and going back to his
place where we could really get down. It must have worked because it
wasn’t long before he comes up to me and tells me we’re leaving. I
asked about his friends and he said, they’re staying I called a cab.
Well we hurried out and took a cab for the short
trip back to Bob’s place where we both worked off some calories until
the early hours of the morning.