A CRACK ON THE BEACH - PART 4 - THEY GET NAKED - Sex Stories

A CRACK ON THE BEACH - PART 4 - THEY GET NAKED

... little sensual gratification? “That will never fit your boobs,” Shy offered, her hands roaming over her upper torso. “Speak for yourself,” teased Cee and she did up the strap. “There.” “It doesn’t even cover your nipples properly,” Shy yelped girlishly. “I know,” said Cee. “Its quite a tease, isn’t it...? I’ve left yours here.” Shy switched off the shower and made for a towel. “You seriously want me to wear that?” “I do,” challenged Cee. “This so weird,” said Shy as she towelled off. I followed Cee out on the patio carrying the champagne glasses, noticing how the thin strip of material moved between her arse cheeks. “That hitting the right spot?” I asked her with a grin as I opened another beer, referring to the lower half of the micro-bikini. “Perfectly,” she smiled sipping her champagne. “I hope she puts hers on,” she added. “Mmmm,” I replied, my eyes glued on Cee’s nipples beneath the taut patch of material. If Cee was to get excited, those teats of hers would expose themselves immediately. I sat back in anticipation as Shy exited the chalet. Why anticipation? By now I knew that Cee always had an ulterior motive; the champagne, the micro-bikinis. She was instigating and manipulating. “Oh my!” Cee exclaimed and I turned to look. Even ...

... though Shy was trying to hide some of her body by loosely carrying a towel, the micro-bikini did everything and more that it was meant to. It perfectly displayed and clung to the shape of her mons veneris; it showed the lips of her vagina, allowed a few pubic hairs to show-off. It was as if she wore a second skin. The swell of her breasts had escaped most of the garment and they offered a perfect contrast to her tan. Her nipples pointed seductively beneath the thin material. “You look amazing,” I said and handed her a glass. “I feel fucking exposed and silly is what,” she said. “Turn around,” Cee said. “No!” “Oh come on – you can’t hide your bum all day, especially wearing that!” Shy sighed and turned. As with Cee, the thong was deeply embedded in her crack, reappearing to barely cover her pubes between her legs. “Very sexy,” I offered. “There. Happy?” she asked Cee. “Snug as a glove,” Cee replied, her eyes never straying. “I need a drink, or two,” Shy said, but there was a sense of pride about her; of being comfortable with the way she looked and felt. Could my wife be a tease? Another interesting layer was being added. ...PLENTY TO MORE TO READ -- THE NOVELLA, A CRACK ON THE BEACH, AVAILABLE ON AMAZON.COM AT A VERY, VERY LOW PRICE!!!