Ummm... not so much a story, but I'm sitting here, got my vibe (LOVE this thing!!!), and I'm masturbating or girl-girl porn.... what's everyone else doing?
Joined: 26 May 2006 Posts: 4525 Location: Nottingham Uk
Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 11:21 am Post subject: Perhaps
Perhaps we should tell ourselves a story here, each posting a few lines to continue the story from the last poster - Danni you know how this goes - or is that something we should keep to emails or pms?
Joined: 26 May 2006 Posts: 4525 Location: Nottingham Uk
Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 12:42 pm Post subject: here we go
Warning - this thread may get steamy, do not read unless you are comfortable with that!
I am sorting through my clothing drawers, on a cold wet Novermber day, when I come across my little yellow bikini bottoms, just a layer of bright yellow cotton with a thin white cotton lining. I pick them up and sniff them, just a soapy smell now, but looking at them brings back memories of the last time I wore them, on my summer holiday.
I went on holiday with my parents this year, a last family trip for me (I hope), to Belgium, with my rather straight laced Dad and Mum, my two younger sisters and brother.
For five days, we had toured cities and sat in cafe's, always together, then, last night, Dad had decided he wanted to see some battlefields - I mean, who wants to tramp around battlefields, on a hot summer's day? After some argument, my slighly younger sister refused to go, insisting that she needed to go to an art gallery for a school project (not mentioning her plan to go shopping too), which allowed me to spend a day by the sea, alone.
I dressed carefully for the day, my yellow bikini, a sun dress over it, a sun hat as well, because the day promised to be another hot one. I was heading for the northern end of the Belgian coast, near to the biggest nature reserve (my excuse) and what, I had heard, was a 'relaxed clothing' beach, one where I could wear as much or as little as I liked. At last, I was going to get the chance to sun bathe - topless!
It isn't that I am an exhibitionist or anything, and I certaiinly don't have that much to show off (being a skinny, 5 foot 3", 32b on a good day, with brown hair and hazel eyes) but my parents are such prudes, I had never been allowed to think of such a thing, and ... well I just wanted to know what it would feel like, to walk around outside ... like that!
I travelled to Knokke on the coast tram - the Belgian's have a brilliant train and tram service - gazing out of the windows, flirting a little with the locals, making eyes and stuff, while thinking over my plans. I could feel myself getting 'warm' imagining being outside without my top, blushing a little thinking of the people on the tram seeing my boobs!
I hired a bike, a typical Belgian sit-up-and-beg ladies model, and cycled the four miles up the coast, to the nature reserve, along the promenade, weaving through the throngs of people, cycliists in little laughing gangs, or parents with their children, families in the peddlo-carts, the odd motor bike and thousands of people of all ages walking, all mixing on the promenade with no problems, no rules, just everyone getting along. I stopped once for a drink, then moved on until I got to the toilets by the sailing club. I dumped the bike, with thousands of others, in the dunes, tying a scarf around the handlebars, so i could reconise it again amidst all the others, locked it (probably the only one there that was locked) and took my bag from the basket.
In the loo, 30 cents in the hand of the attendant, wonderfully clean, I went into a cubicle, stripped and rubbed sunscreen pretty much all over me, missing only the hairy bits! I wished I had something to rub into my slighty sore bottom too, the saddle was harder than I am used to and I still had to cycle back. Still the trip, weaving and laughing through all the people, had given my a bit of time to calm down again. Now I was thinking of what I was about to do, I felt a slight, familar, dampness begin to form - better get on with it, before anything could begin to show!
I put both halves of the bikini back on, along with the sun hat, put the dress into my bag and headed onto the beach. We were beyond the organised areas, with their lines of sun loungers and their umbrella's here, so I could walk through the gap between the sand dunes, with their covering of green scrub, straight out onto the broad expanse of sand.
Near the entrance, there were loads of people, of course, families, set up with their blankets and picnics, sun shades, wind breaks and even tents. The kids, both sexes, mostly seemed to be wearing hats, and some form of swim suit, some of the girls in one piece swim suits, some in both parts of a bikini but most just in their bottom halves, making it difficult to tell whether the sun browned little persons were boys or girls.
Just en yards from the entrance to the beach area, I noticed a woman, perhaps in her early thirties, lying on her back, wearing just a sun hat and bikini bottoms! She had long legs, a slim waist but her quite ample breasts, slighly flattened by the wheight of gravity (real then?) were spoiled by looking cooked rather than just bronzed. Still, I could feel a little thrill in my tummy, this was the right place! I was going to do this!
I walked some little way along the beach, the dry sand almost burning my feet, through my flip-flops, towards the sea, the cooler wetter sand, where the were a lot fewer people and dropped my bag, got out my towel and sat.
I could feel the sun on my back, the wind in my hair, I was at least fifty yards from anyone and, anyway, no one was here who knew me. Why was I feeling so scared? I took a deep breath and undid my top. The first thing I noticed was the wind on my nipples, making them stand straight to attention - wow, it felt odd, but good. I straightened my back, dropped my arms to my sides, glanced around from under my sun glasses. No one was staring, no-one even seemed to notice! I gathered my nerve, stood up and walked down to the sea.
My phone and my money were in a little water-proof pouch round my neck, so i could swim if I wanted, but for this first foray, I was just going to get my feet wet. I paddled into the blue, suprisingly cold, sea, up to my knees, squeaking a little as the cold hit me, then. as I got used to it, went a little deeper, suddenly my foot slipped and I went down, on my bum, up to my neck almost, letting out a typical 'girly' scream that made me scrunch up inside with embarrassment and stand up as quickly as I could.
My boobs were freezing, from the water and if my nipples had been standing to attention before, they were totally rigid now. Worse, i realised that this bikini wasn't the best to choose to swim in. The bottom was a little loose, so it tended to sag off me a little and wet, the cloth was virtually see through where it did touch me! OMG, I was going to be putting on rather more of a show than I planned! But then, there was no-one near enough to really see was there, I thought smugly! Just then, I heard the voice.
'Having a good time?', she called from behind me. I turned round, not thinking about how much of me, she would see and there she was, smiling broadly.
She was ..................
ok over to someone else - what does your character look like how does she react? Hope you enjoyed the start!
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