Hi everyone,
Its cool and rainy up here where I live so I decided catch up on my
postings. A while back in
one of my other posts I mention going to a water park last year
with some friends and the wild mishaps that occurred.
And ever since everyone has been daring me to repeat the
adventure. Last year when I
did this it was with three of my girlfriends. We were all suppose to wear our skimpiest bikinis and ride as
many rides as we could. You
girls know what can happen when a bikini meets up with the on slot of
water from those rides. It
was amazing we didn’t get kick out that day.
Well I finally did it again late this summer after
my triathlon adventure. I
had been away on business and had missed out on a couple of the best
weekends of the summer and was a little bummed out about it when Karen
suggested doing something wild. She reminded me the water park dare
someone had given me and thought it would be a great time to give it a
try since it was predicted to go up into the high 90’s for the next
couple of days. Karen,
Sue and I all thought it was a fantastic idea but thought it might be a
bit crowded on the weekend so we decided to take a day off during the
week when the crowds wouldn’t be quite as bad.
The night before we planned to go we were all
sitting around watching TV when Karen said she knew just the bikini that
I should wear. I told her,
“I’m not wearing my wicked weasel suite so don’t even suggest
it.” She said, “No.
They wouldn’t let you in in that suite.
I was thinking about that hot little yellow bikini that you just
bought.” I
thought back to the last time back in college when I had gone to
the water park wearing a tiny too small bikini and all the trouble I had
keeping it on so I said, No way.
We let it ride for a bit as we went back to
watching TV when she brought it back up again, this time daring me to
wear it as part of dare on my site.
I resisted again but not as strongly this time as I mulled over
the possibilities.
You see, it isn’t the smallest bikini I own by a
long shot but its certainly isn’t made for a water park ride. It’s a
Brazilian cut bottom that ends up looking like a thong if your not
constantly adjusting it. Its
about 5 inches across the back when its in place and about 3
inches in the front. It
looks really hot since it comes straight up my butt in a narrow strip
exposing both sides completely. When
everything is in place your covered, kind of, but it isn’t easy to
stay that way and the bottom is the new lower cut suites where the side
ties run across my hip bone. It
doesn’t stay up as well as the older high cut bottoms and leaves quite
a gap on the front when I lay on my back or stretch.
The top provides reasonable coverage but doesn’t provide much
if anything in the way of support. It fits like a second skin and tends
to slide around a lot so I have to constantly pay attention to what’s
showing. Its not see
through but you can make out my nipples and areolas underneath because
its so thin. It’s not the
smallest bikini in the world but its really is just a bunch of tiny
triangles of cloth held together by tiny 1/8 inch strings.
It feels so daring because you can hardly feel the straps or see
them for that mater. The
problem is that they also don’t provide much elasticity due to their
size.
Karen kept it up encouraging me to give it a try
saying how exciting it would be and how she thought I’d get off on it.
Eventually I gave in and agreed telling them that if I get thrown
out they were all leaving with me.
I couldn’t help but think about it the whole rest of the night.
Later before going to bed I stripped and tried it
on. I looked at
myself in the mirror and had to admit that I looked really hot in.
The though of riding one of those water slides or wave pools was
getting me excited so I decided to take it off. And get ready for bed.
The next morning just as we were waking up, Sue’s
friend Linda was knocking
on the door. Sue was in the shower so I wrapped a towel around myself
and invited her in. I
put some coffee on as we chatted.
She was wearing a bright orange and red one-piece
suite under her shorts. I
started kidding her about it being boring. She asked me if I was going
to just wear the towel. I
told her no but wouldn’t it be cool ride the slides naked.
Just then Karen walked and said,
“With that bikini of yours you might just be doing that”.
I chuckled nervously and left to get ready.
After showering I returned wearing my yellow
bikini. Linda gasp when she
saw what I was planning to wearing, saying “You have to be kidding.”
I smiled nervously and told her about the dare and she started
laughing saying that it certainly would be interesting wearing that
suite and that they probably through me out.
I said, “Maybe, but it will be exciting while it lasts, besides
it’s amazing what they let you get away with.
We finished breakfast and headed out.
I wore a pair of short cut off over my bikini bottom,
Linda had her one piece and shorts.
Sue had a fairly modest bikini on under her shorts and T shirt.
Karen was getting into the spirit and wore a sexy little suite.
It was small but looked pretty sturdy looking compared to mine. She had shorts and T shirt on over it also.
I don’t want to sound like I’m full of myself
but I have to admit I thought I looked pretty hot in my denim cut offs
and bikini top. The top was
more revealing than covering and the shorts were really hot. They were
really low on my hips and you still couldn’t see my bikini bottom.
Working out for the triathlon had really gotten me in great shape and my
tan really set of my yellow suite.
It brought back memories of when my friend Stacy and I went
shopping at this mall in our bikini tops and shorts. I was surprised we
got away with it but we spent a couple of hours going from store to
store and no one stopped us.
The place we went is a ski mountain by winter and a
water park by summer. I’ve
gone there numerous times skiing but only a once to the water park.
Usually I’m bundled up and dragging a lot of equipment around
so it felt strange walking around dressed as I was.
I thought about how I had wanted to try skiing in a bikini but
never could because it never got close to warm enough.
Today was a different story. It was already well up in the 80 and a light breeze was
blowing when we got our tickets. We
got in without a problem which had concerned me since the place has a
policy against thongs and provocative swim wear.
They couldn’t see my bottom which is why I wore the shorts but
I really thought they give me a hard time after seeing that the top was
barely held in place by the tiny straps.
It was a Monday and still pretty early so there
weren’t that many people around.
We walked around a bit and looked at some of the rides. It was
really sexy walking around in just my bikini and shorts. I
had my shades on which made me that much more mysterious and a bottle of
sun block tucked in the waistband of my shorts to make my look. The look
was awesome and it was getting me excited even with nothing in
particular happening. My nipples were already quite noticeable pushing
hard against my thin top which only added to the look.
That tune “She’s got the Look” kept running through my
head.
It was
really fun until we saw the big water slide.
It was really tall with closed tubes and a couple of open slides. It
looked really fast and I started to get nervous when walking past the
pool where people come down. OMG.
People were coming down so fast it was unbelievable.
Linda said, “I can’t wait to see you come down this slide.
Better bring a towel because there is no way that bikini is going
to survive.” It
bought back memories of the last time I was at a water park when I had
lost my bikini several times. A
nervous excitement swept over me. All
I could get out was a nervous “Oh My.”
We continued past the slide to the locker room.
Everyone quickly took off their cloths and stuffed then in a
single locker. I pulled the
bottle of sun block out of the waistband of my shorts and carefully
placed it on one of the benches. I
was experiencing a lot of different emotions from nervousness to
excitement. I love the
excitement but it’s always difficult to take that first step.
Karen was raring to go and told me to hurry up.
I unzipped my shorts and tucked my thumbs in the waistband to
pushed my shorts down my hips. I had to be extra careful not to pull my bikini bottom off
with it. As it was it ended
up halfway down my hips so I had to pull it back in place. Sue turned to
me and said, “This should be interesting.”
Linda took the key and pinned it to her suit saying that there
wasn’t anyplace to pin it on me that wouldn’t really hurt.
We all applied a generous amount of sun block.
I decide to just take my bikini off to apply mine. Linda
commented on my lack of tan lines. After finishing I
pulled it back in place deciding to tie the sides a bit tighter
to help it stay up better. Linda
help with my top.
I made a couple of final adjustment to cover as
much as possible, took a deep breath and followed the others out the
door. I couldn’t believe the difference taking off my short made. It was like going from wearing an outfit that was just sexy
to being completely naked. Now I’ve seen smaller suite but there
weren’t any here. Even
the smaller bikinis like Karen’s were considerably sturdier than mine.
We walked over towards one of the small to medium
size tube slides figuring we’d work up to the bigger rides. It
wasn’t that crowded but I could still fell every eye on me as we
walked along. It wasn’t like that suite of mine really hid anything.
Anyone that happened to look could make out the size of my areolas and
nipples and the outline of my lower lips were clearly visible through
the tight material.
We got in line and my nervousness started to show
as I started to fidget with my suite more and more as we got closer to
the top. The worse thing was that you could see the landing pool from as
we walked up. The closer we
got to the top the more nervous I got. I knew how flimsy this bikini was
and I was about to subject it to this on slot of water.
The attendant at the top was a cute guy that did a double take
when he first saw me. Karen
went down first followed by Linda and then me.
I think Sue wanted to make sure I didn’t chicken out. The
attendant asked if I was ready since I hesitated.
I looked back as the attendant handed me a mat to sit on for the
ride down. I adjust my top
one last time by putting my fingers behind the tiny triangles and
pulling up. The process often ended up exposing my nipples briefly as I
slid the cups into place. Some
how I didn’t think adjusting it was going to matter but it seemed like
the thing to do under the circumstances.
The attendant gave me the instruction and before I
had a chance to think, I was off. Oh
My God. I fell on my back
and bounced off the walls a couple of time before hitting the wash out
pool. I went under and came up screaming with excitement. Karen was
already out of the pool and laughing her head off as I came up.
It was such a wild ride I didn’t even realized both my breasts
had popped out of the flimsy top somewhere along the way.
I acted all surprised as I pulled it back over my fully exposed
boobs. My bottom was in disarray as well. It had slid about half way
down my ass but was still on. I
pulled it back in place as best I could in the rushing water and made my
way to the pool exit.
I climbed out and started laughing my head off as I
continued to get everything back in place. Wow what a ride.
I hadn’t lost my bikini completely so I considered it a
success. I didn’t think
about it before but being yellow, it would be rather difficult to find
in the rushing water so I was extra glad I didn’t loose it completely.
I don’t know what I’d do if it came off completely and I had
to search around for it.
Everyone was really excited after the ride and we
were laughing like school girls. Karen
said she almost lost her top. After
that everyone started commenting about my mishap. Even before I finished
getting my suite back in place Karen was off to the next ride.
Karen wanted to ride the Kamikaze ride which
quieted my humor. I
suggested we work up to that one perhaps.
She agreed but insisted I go on it before we left.
Just the thought kind of scared me.
I don’t scare easily but riding that ride in this suite was not
a good combination. We
agreed on this enclosed tube ride that looked really awesome.
It wasn’t the kamikaze but look pretty damn wild just the same.
There were only a couple of people in line so we hurried up
before I had even gotten to say anything.
I had seen this ride from the ski slope when I had been here
before but had never ridden it. It
basically consisted of a big enclosed tube with a loop in it. It
wasn’t that long but look absolutely wild from what we could see.
I could tell this was going to be a hell of a day
because everyone was really up for the rides and not scared at all
except maybe me. The other
time I was here a couple of my friends were to chicken so we didn’t do
all of them. Somehow I got
them feeling today was going to be different.
As we climb my excitement grew and I could tell by
the increased pressure of my top pressing against my erect nipples.
My suite was wet now so they were even more visible than before
and you could see how they were pressing hard against the damp material.
My bottom wasn’t quite as bad but I could feel definitely feel
the increased pressure. The suite was pulled as tight as I could get it
and with the thin wet material every contour of my body was visible.
This excitement was different from other times.
It was a combination of sexual arousal from being nearly naked
and the natural excitement of riding a wild ride.
This one was enclosed whereas the other was open to the air at
lease. I’m not
claustrophobic or anything but the thought of getting trapped in the
bottom of the tube and drowning crossed my mind.
The attendant at the top of this ride was a young
guy who checked me out extra good as my time came closer. Again Karen led the way and I went next.
My nervousness came through again as fidgeted with my bottom. It
didn’t even dawn on me until Sue told me I had better be careful
because I was giving everyone around us a pretty good show.
I jumped in the tube and again was off before I
even had a change to react. I
swished back and forth a couple of times and then started to accelerate
as the pitch increased. I felt my bottom starting to give me
a wedgie just as I hit the bottom and then I started going up.
Oh My God. I got a
mouthful of water and lost my bearings as I started going up basically
out of control. Somewhere along the way I spun around and ended up on my
stomach. With that I felt
my top slide off my breasts again.
It stayed on but was wrapped up around my neck as my breasts slid
along the slide catching ever seam in the tube with my nipples until I
exited the darkness out into the washout pool.
Once I came up I pulled
my top back over my breasts which was becoming standards operating
procedure on every ride. I
tried to do it quickly but caught each tiny triangle on my protruding
nipples forcing me to readjust them into place.
Sue was right behind me almost hitting me as I reassembled
myself. My bottom
might as well have been a thong since it was wedge entirely up by butt.
I climbed out of pool while still working on my bottom.
I must have pulled a little too hard on the back of my bikini
bottom a tiny bit of my blonde pubic hair was showing in front.
In my haste I grabbed the tiny bit of cloth in front and
pulled it up and up which probably gave everyone nearby a pretty
good view of what it was trying to hide. I had to run my fingers along
the sides in order to stretch it out over my now swollen lips. As I did
I could feel how swollen and hard they had become.
Everyone was yelling about how exiting it was in
the dark and we all ran back to do it again. There was hardly anyone in
line so before I even had a chance to catch my breath I was getting
ready to do it again. Karen
asked if she could do it head first but the attendant told her no.
This time I cross my arms over my chest literally holding my top
to my breasts. This worked
for a bit but I couldn’t maintain that through the whole ride and
ended up with my top around my neck once again.
After that we decided to take a break and grab
something to eat. It was
getting really hot so out suites dried quickly.
Linda ran back to the locker and grabbed some money.
We sat outside and ate watching the people come down one of the
raft rides which was our choice after eating.
For this one you have to take a ski lift up to the
top of the mountain. There were a couple of people in line so we waited
our turn. As our turn
approached the lift attended started talking to us asking if we where
having fun. As I got on the lift chair he comment on my tan.
As I sat down it felt weird sitting on a ski lift
wearing only a tiny bikini. Every
other time I had been covered from head to toe.
Karen and I road together followed by Linda and Sue. I was
thinking to myself how exciting this would be if it were for skiing.
Can you imagine skiing in just a couple of straps of cloth with
the chilly air racing over your body. That is still one of my ultimate
challenges. I just need to
find the right day.
At the top we got in line for the trip down.
It wasn’t nearly as fast as the other two rides but was fun
just the same and I actually managed to keep my top on despite being
flushed through what they call the toilet at the bottom.
From there we headed over to the rope swings.
These was a fairly simple ride where you swing out on these large
rope and drop off into the pool below.
It was a lot of fun I just needed to be careful because as I
reached up and hung on the rope my breasts wanted to pop out of my top.
As long as I was careful I seemed to be ok.
The landing was another story. The impact of the landing took my
top of every time. I
wasn’t really in danger of loosing either my top or my bottom on this
one it was more just a pain. I kind of wished I could just take it off
to avoid the hassle but that was impossible so I just kept pulling it
back on before coming out of the water. We did this a bounce of times.
We wanted to see if we could knock each other off and goof around
but they wouldn’t let us.
Not being able to do that Karen decided to be a
little mischievous. I
should have known something was up when She hung back behind me.
Just as I stepped off I felt a tug on my back. It was Karen untying the strip across my back.
As I swung out I felt the side of my top go slack.
The only thing holding it on was the neck strap.
I let out a scream and let go.
I tried to hold it on as I hit the water but the force of impact
took my hands over my head and my bikini top with it. I came up with a
scream. This time it had come completely off and was floating around in
the pool somewhere. I dove
down and was able to find it right away luckily or it would have been
interesting coming out of the water. Even so I couldn’t tie it while
treading water so I hung it around my neck and climbed out holding to my
breasts with my hand. Once
out I set about tying it back on without putting to much of a show on
for the small crowd that had gathered to watch us fool around.
As it turned out the lifeguard has seem what had happened and
yelled at Karen for untying my top.
After that we did a couple of milder rides before
heading over to the wave pool. We
decided to lay out and work on our tans for a bit before going in. Linda
again ran back to the locker and brought us our suntan lotion and a
couple of towels. Linda and
Sue seemed fine with just hanging out. Actually it sounded pretty good
to me also but Karen wanted to try out the wave pool so I went with her.
The waves weren’t huge but they were a lot more than my bikini was
made for that’s for sure. I
was constantly adjusting it to avoid anything popping out.
We weren’t there but a minute before these four
young guys came over and started talking to us.
They were pretty cute and really funny so we chatted with them.
They asked me what rides I’d been in and commented about how
wild that must have been in the suite I had on.
I told them it was certainly exciting.
We ended up spending the rest of the day with them.
It was funny watching them try to outdo each other for us.
It wasn’t a macho thing. They were just being silly. There was
this one ride raft ride where a bunch of people rode down the rapids
together. The attendants
wanted us to go down in two rafts but we all ended up together in the
same one. It was a bit over
crowded like too many people in a hot tub. Everyone was moving around
and one of the guys grabbed me around the waist and before I knew it I
was no longer holding onto the outside raft instead he was holding onto
me and I was in the center of the raft.
It was a little hard to keep my suite in place as the water
bounce me all around. The
ride was actually mild compared to most of the others rides but I could
sense each of the guys bending to try to get a better view down my top.
We went over one drop and water went everywhere I was floating one way
bumping into the people all around me while Joel, the guy who was
holding me was, was trying to maintain he grip. Once I went up as he was
going down and his hands slid down over my hips. I was afraid he might pull my bottom off trying to hang on
and every time I’d go down his hands would come up and over my breast.
I didn’t appear that he was trying to cop a feel although he probably
was. In between I’d
try to get my suite back in place.
This happened a couple of times until we hit this big drop off
and he lost he grip. I bounced off a couple of people before finally landing in
Mark’s lap. He
immediately wrapped his hands around me and pulled me back towards him.
It was kind of wild in the swirling water. Everyone was bouncing around and it was grab what you could.
Being practically naked made it even more interesting. As we went
tough a calm I settled down on his lap and felt his hard on poking me in
the bottom. There was no
doubt he was enjoying the ride. I couldn’t wait to see him walk off
the ride at the bottom. One
more big drop and we were at the bottom.
As we got off I put myself back together again asking Mark if he
enjoyed the ride. We all
started laughing almost at the same time as everyone picked up on what I
meant.
We did a couple more rides before coming to this
one ride that has six parallel slides.
It wasn’t that long before someone got the idea to race.
The first run was pretty funny with all of us hitting the water
about the same time. It seemed like the girls had the advantage because
we seemed to beat the guys almost all the time.
We did it a bunch of times and my top just wouldn’t stay in
place no matter what after a couple of runs I all but gave up, at least
until one of the lifeguards came up to me and said I’d have to keep
covered up or leave. It
kind of put a damper on the fun so we left to get something to eat.
While we eat our snacks we got to know the guys a
little better. It wasn’t
long before the subject of my bikini came up so I told them about the
dare. Karen brought up some of the other wild things I’ve done so I
had to explain. After a bit it started to get a bit uncomfortable when
Karen suggested getting back on the rides.
I was a bit surprised because she seems to like to see me get
embarrassed and squirm at all intimate questions but then she suggested
going on the Kamikaze.
This ride was unbelievable.
I was having enough trouble keeping covered as it was.
I told them I couldn’t do it in this suite but that just made
them want it even more.
Even Sue and Linda were getting on me now. I was convinced they wanted me stripped naked by one of the
rides before we left. We
had had a good day and it was getting late so if they threw me out it
wouldn’t be that bad and what a rush it would be.
The ride itself was more excitement than I needed but to add to
that the probability that I’d end up loosing my suit completely was
really getting me aroused and I think everyone could tell.
As we got closer I go more and more excited.
We looked up to the ride an started to get scared.
The guys weren’t about to let any of us chicken out and started
dragging us up the steps. There
was a bit of a line on this one so we ended up having to wait.
All I could think of is loosing my suite at the bottom.
There was a lot of twisting and turning as you accelerated down
the tube and then right at the bottom you literally dropped off into the
pool at the bottom. Again I
started fidgeting with my suite as we got closer to the top.
First I tugged the top up a little tighter and then the bottom.
I continued to try to get just a little more coverage out of
the tiny bit of material. My
heart was really pounding as we got in position to go down.
This time Sue went first followed by Linda.
I went to get in position and then jumped up towards the stairs
down. Karen and Joel both grabbed me and ushered me back in place.
The lifeguard at the top was getting his kicks out of our antics.
I was almost beside myself as Karen helped me into the tube. I was still fighting the keep from going down when I lost my
grip and was off and going. I
let out a scream as I disappeared over the first drop off.
It was unbelievable.
I just kept bouncing off the wall.
I really did’t know exactly what was happening. I just remember
flipping over a couple of time. The rush of water was unbelievable.
Before I knew it I dropped off the end into the pool. and came up with a
nose full of water and tried to collect myself.
That’s when I realized I couldn’t feel my bikini bottom.
I mean completely gone. My
top was around my neck. Karen
was right behind me and came up gulping water also.
Karen’s top was around her neck also.
I started laughing at her then thought about my own problem.
I got my top back in place and then started looking around for my
suite The lifeguard wanted
us to get out when I told him I had lost my suite. His eye widened as he
looked on. I couldn’t
just get out and stand there bottomless so I hid along the side.
Karen and the others were laughing there heads off at my expanse.
After a couple of minutes the lifeguard ran over and handed me
towel. It was interesting
just trying to get out of the water and wrap the towel around me without
giving everyone a show.
I started to wrap the towel around my breasts but
then realized I did have a top on so I wrapped it around my waist opting
for a little better coverage. By
then a number of people had gathered around to see what was so funny.
I was blushing from head to toe as I held the towel tight around
my waist. After what seemed
like and hour but probably was only a minute or two Mark,
One of the guy we were hanging out with, yelled, “Anybody
looking for this?” from the bottom of the slide.
He had my bikini bottom hanging from his index finger as he waded
out of the pool. It looked
even tinier than it really was hanging from his finger like that.
I went to grab it from him but he pulled back teasing me with it.
I scurried after him and almost lost the towel in the process.
He continued teasing me, asking me what it’s worth to me.
I didn’t want to beg for it but probably was as I felt even
more naked wrapped in the towel than in the tiny bikini.
When the other guys joined in I told them fine.
I’ll just go back to the locker and get my shorts and leave.
Sensing that I was getting pissed they backed off and handed over
my bikini bottom. Now the
trick was to put it on without loosing the towel.
I was going to try just pulling it up under the towel but opted
to run in the ladies room instead.
Having survived the kamikaze, I thought I had had
enough. The guys wanted to
go on it again, saying the line had disappeared but I needed a brake.
Joel suggested a drink and I agreed having had enough excitement
for one day. I didn’t
exactly come prepare to go out after or anything having only brought a
pair of shorts with me. Joel said there was a place right there at the
park where we could get a beer and they also had a DJ. Sue and Linda offered to go back to the locker and get
our stuff while Karen and I went with the guys.
It seemed like forever before Sue and Linda showed
up wearing their T shirts and shorts.
They had apparently showered and dried their hair and everything.
Meanwhile Karen and I were still in our bikinis and I looked
practically naked. We asked
where our stuff was and they said they’d dropped it off at the car.
We both asked why they didn’t bring it for us to change into,
saying, “We could have at least put it on over our suites.”
The guys had gotten their stuff as well while Karen and I sat at
the table in our bikini. Karen
seemed a bit uncomfortable but being the exhibitionist that I am I
though it actually felt pretty cool sitting around barely covered.
At first about half of the people were still in
their suites but as time went on more an more people changed and the mix
changed but also did our moods. After
my second beer it didn’t seem to matter.
Eventually Joel asked me if I wanted to dance.
At first it felt a little weird dancing in my bikini but soon the
music took over and it didn’t mater any more.
It was still pretty hot and soon we all began to sweat. Karen
wasn’t quite as into it but after a couple of beers she loosened up a
bit as well.
We stayed there with the guys for a couple of hours
before finally deciding to leave. Joel
kept asking for my number but I kept telling him I already had a
boyfriends and didn’t want to upset him.
He was quite the sweat talker because I finally gave in figuring
if Bob would have come I wouldn’t be tempted like this.
He gave me a big hug and a kiss on the lips when we got back to
our car.
When we got back to the car my shorts were nowhere
to be found. I rarely wear more than my short and bikini top back from
the beach and often not even that so it was just like returning from the
beach. I spread my towel out on the seat and slid in.
It was about and hour drive home and there was no beach around so
it was a little different but no big deal until we had to stop to pee.
The beer was running through us and we just had to stop.
Luckily we found a fairly decent gas station but still it felt
kind of strange wearing just a bikini, especially when they insisted I
go in and ask for the key. I
was still kind of buzzed so I figured why not give them a show.
Probable make the attendants day.
The casher did a double take as I walked in and
asked for the key. I gave
him a big smile and a little extra wiggle as I turned to leave.
I was so bad I couldn’t believe it.
As we got closer to home everyone was getting
hungry and Linda suggested grabbing something to eat.
Now I had gone to restaurants in my bikini before but it had
always been at places on or near the beach, once topless at a beach café
in the islands. Karen
nixed that idea suggesting a barbeque at home.
Sue mentions that we didn’t have anything to eat at home so I
offered to run out once we got home but Karen suggested stopping at the
FoodTown along the way. Again,
I’ve had ducked into a continence stores in my bikini before but this
was going to be a major shopping trip from what it sounded like.
I again offered to go out after we got home but both Karen and
Sue brought up the dare from my web site to go shopping in just my
bikini and that this seemed like a pretty good opportunity.
I think the alcohol was still providing some liquid
courage because I agreed with out my normal level of trepidation. I was still a little nervous but not as nervous as I
normally get. I put on my
sneakers figuring I’d be kicked out for sure if I was bare foot.
I wasn’t so sure if they have a problem with no shirt but Karen
was in the same boat so I figured we’d both get in or get kicked out
together.
I took a deep breath and opened the door.
It was still really hot so I didn’t feel that terrible out of
place or stupid even though I was practically naked in a grocery store
parking lot. The exhilarating part
was feeling the wind across my body. With almost all of it exposed I
felt every little draft which just raised the sensitivity of my skin. My
nipples perked up immediately and were poking at my tiny top. I could
also feel my lower lips swell with excitement and fill my already tight
bottom.
I pulled everything in place as best I could and
tried to act like I was dressed normally but there was no way I could
ignore the looks I was getting as I walked away from the car.
We hadn’t even reached the door and already I was attracting
more attention than I needed. We
were all giggling like kids as were walked towards the entrance.
When we opened the door the cool air conditioned
air hit me and my nipples stiffened up even more which made them ever so
noticeable through my bikini top. They poked at my top like twin points
trying to punch a hole through the thin material. If they had been a
little sharper they may have done just that.
That’s how hard they were.
If I wasn’t attract enough attention just wearing
a bikini I certainly was now. I
fidgeted with my bottom having my fingers tucked through the tiny side
ties when Karen told me to settle down.
She said I had better be careful since those stings is was
playing with were the only thinks holding that bottom on and that I was
showing more than I probably wanted as I fidgeted. I tried to calm down
but I was pretty wound up I
just hoped I didn’t run into anyone that asked me what I was doing.
Sue grabbed a cart and we started down the first
isle. So far no one from
the store had asked me to leave and I was fairly certain someone had
seen us as we walked in so I thought I might be alright.
On the second isle a couple of young women just stood there and
gave me the evil eye. I tried to keep my head high but I don’t think I
did as I was sure I was blushing from head to toe.
One made a comment as I passed but I couldn’t make it out.
Karen and Linda made sure that I was the one that
get everything off the top and bottom shelves.
When I reached over my head I could feel my bikini bottom slip
just a little which I feared exposed my pubes so each time I
instinctively reached down and pulled it up. This just pulled it tighter
across my sex which made my engorged lips more prominent.
When I leaned down to pick up something off the lower shelves I
had different problems. If
I just bent over at the waist my breasts would threaten to pop out of my
top and if I stooped down by bending my knees, my butt crack would start
to show above my bottom. Either way I had to be ultra careful.
Once I stood up and my left nipple was ever so close to popping
out from under the edge of my top.
The only thing that prevented it from popping out completely was
the fact that my nipple was so stiff and pressing so hard against the
thin material of the cup that it hung up on the more ridged
seam around the edge of the cup. As it was the darker skin of my
areola was clearly visible outside of my top.
I adjusted my top back in place by pulling it way from my chest
as I slid my fingers down the straps.
I noticed her eyes widen as she noticed both of my rock hard
nipples flashed into view momentarily from under my top.
All she said was, “My god are you hard”.
We walked down the frozen food isle and
I got goose bumps as we passed the freezers. We made Karen reach
in for the food and watched her nipples rise to the occasion.
I always get turned on buy the exhilaration of cool air over my
bare skin so it was especially exciting walking down this isle.
We ran into a couple of women on this isle and one was bold
enough to ask what was going on. Sue
said, “just out shopping”. She
asked if I always go shopping in a bikini.
I hesitated at first and then told her that it was so hot out
that I didn’t feel like wearing anything more.
She made some comment to her friend like if I had a body like
yours I suspect I would do the same, which brought a smile to my face.
There were only a couple of guys in the store but
after a while we noticed that they were everywhere we went. Karen suggested flashing them but I passed not wanting
to create any more of a scene than I needed.
The attention I was already getting was really having enough of
an effect. I wanted to
finish up and get out of there but everyone else was taking their time.
The guys that had been following us were probable
in their late teens. I had
never been shy about showing off but walking up practically naked to a
bunch of drooling guys in a grocery store was more than I was ready for.
I tried to ignore them but it was impossible. Finally after about 15 minutes of waking around the
store practically naked we got in the checkout line. Standing in line
only gave everyone a chance to stair and there was nothing much I could
do but let them. I was
getting so excited that my breathing was starting to quicken. I just
wanted to get out of there before my arousal became even more
noticeable. I couldn’t
help fidget with my suite which was probable only attracting more
attention.
The cashier was a women of about thirties or so and
her look was of obvious disapproval as she noticed me.
She made a non descript comment as we started to unload the cart
but her body language was of obvious distain for my attire. I tried to ignore her but she kept looking at me as if I was
her daughter and that I
should be punished or something. I
was getting upset and wanted to tell her off but I resisted. My anger seemed to off set my nervousness and a good bit of
my arousal. I felt more
defiant than excited at that point.
I was mad and Karen could tell so she helped me lighten up as we
loaded out stuff into the car.
I got a couple of cat calls from a car that passed
by and that along with some of the giggling from Linda seemed to lighten
the mode. We all piled into
the car and headed home.
When we got home we grabbed a couple of wine cooler
from the fridge and started to unloaded the car.
I called Bob and told him all about what he missed and that he
should have blow off work. I
had called from the phone in the kitchen so everyone was listening in
and making loud comments in the background. He could hear all the
laughing and some of the comments which were pretty interesting if not
completely accurate and by the end he was really regretting not coming.
I told him to get his butt over her because I needed him which of
course got some dirty comments from the peanut gallery.
It was a horribly jumbled phone conversation with all of the
silliness and background comments.
I had been pretty turned on all day and was
thrilled that Bob was coming over because
I was going to need some relief before the night was over.
Everyone was horsing around acting silly as we put
things away in the refrigerator. The
wine coolers were starting to have their effect on us as Linda was
getting a little wild. She
started teasing me by rubbing a bag of froze corn across my chest.
I let out a yelp when I first felt the cold and then teased her
about getting fresh with me. I
told her I prefer waiting for Bob to do things right which lead right
back to the rest of them teasing me.
I quickly became the target of most of the abuse.
Before I know it Bob walked in and I all but jumped
him wrapping my legs around his wait and stuffing my boobs into his
face. Every one started
teasing me and telling Bob about all the wild things that happened,
stretching most of the facts well beyond what actually happened.
As this was settling down someone came up behind me and pulled on
the ties on my top. I
stated to fight back and then decided to just tease Bob with my boobs.
Then I suggested leaving them to their silliness and retiring to
my bedroom were we made a little noise of our own.