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Matching Thong Dare

... decided that if I was going to be topless all day, I might as well get that over with. Now this top was pretty tight and was going to be fun getting it off. I pulled the halter part of the top over my head. My breasts were not exposed yet. The rest of the top was a band that went around my back. It sort of looked like I had a bandeau top on. I then took a deep breadth and then slowly pulled the top up over my breasts allowing them to pop out. My nipples were already rock hard. I proceeded to wiggle out of the top. I could hear the murmurs coming from beach. I just treated as if it was no big deal. I folded the top neatly and knelt down to put into my bag. I then stood back up and grabbed the waistband of my skirt and began to wiggle out of it slowly. Jon was watching intently. I pretended I was giving him a little striptease show. After I got it down below my ass, I just let it drop. I was now completely naked. Not minding who was looking at me now, I casually bent down and rustled through my bag for my thong bottom. I forgot that I packed it first, so it was underneath all my magazines, food and drink. After what seemed like a minute, I found it. I stood up and casually slipped one leg in and then the other and slowly pulled it up until it covered my shaved pussy. I adjusted the back of it in my ass crack and sat down on my towel. I was so excited. I made me more turned on by just acting like it was no big deal. Having to hold in that nervousness acted like an amplifier ...

... and made me even more excited. Now it was Jon’s turn. He got up off of his towel and pulled his shirt over his head. God does he have a great chest I thought as I gazed at it. Jon has not quite mastered the art of acting like it is no big deal yet. He promptly dropped his shorts and sat down. Fortunately most of the beach was looking over at us because of me. Jon’s face was a getting red. I could tell how nervous he was but his package looked like it was fairly excited. It was not hard but it was stretching the rubberized fabric of his thong. Having only been to the beach in a thong once, Jon still had tan lines from his shorts. I told him that he better work on that ass tan. I said it is easier to get over the initial nervousness by just lying down on his stomach and closing his eyes. I did the same. After about a half hour of chatting about our excitement, I needed some suntan lotion. I sat up to reach in my bag and noticed that the amount of people on the beach had tripled. I pulled my knees up to my chest to cover up a little while I searched for the lotion and surveyed the scenery. I wanted to make sure that there were no cops around. We were pretty far back from the water’s edge where the cops normally drive by, so I was not too worried about it. I looked down at Jon’s ass. It looked so good in the thong. After finding the lotion, I squeezed it all over his back and began to work it in. Doing this exposed my breasts to everyone around us. I heard a few murmurs but didn’t ...