No Rules, Part 6 - Sex Stories

No Rules, Part 6

... front of his friend, all day, in an almost nothing bikini. Ashley's excitement ramped up. She rummaged through the duffel until she found the bikini she had brought. It wasn't as daring as a Wild Weasel but it still wasn't something she was likely to wear on a public beach. The bottom was tiny, probably no more than three or four inches from the gusset to the top edge, and held together with strings at the side. The matching top too was the string type. Nothing more than a couple small triangles of unlined cloth. Ashley turned her back to the sitting area. She whipped off the camisole she had been wearing and hung the top around her neck. You want skin? Y ou're going to get skin. Hopefully it was still tied right. With the neck string tied as she found it, the bottoms of the triangles were just an inch or so below her nipples, exposing a good bit of the lower side of her breasts. She tied the back string behind her, securely, but still not too tight. The string across the front, between the bottoms of the two triangles, was a good inch off the hollow between her breasts. She pushed the triangles along the string as far to either side as she could without exposing her nipples. There was a wide swath of bare skin exposed down the middle. The way she had done it up, a good bit of the fleshy undersides and insides of her breasts was tantalizingly exposed. Looking again toward the sitting room to make sure she wasn't being watched, she stepped out of her panties and pulled on the ...

... the bottom of the bikini. She snugged it as far down her hips as she thought she could safely go. Before pulling on the socklets and sneakers she planned to wear, she looked at her faint image reflected in the window. Hot! she said to herself, before turning toward the sitting area. Brad and Jarrad had also gotten themselves ready for the hike. Each was wearing board shorts and a tee along with hiking boots. Their mouths dropped as Ashley joined them. Brad feigned surprise. “You uh don't,” he stammered, “uh look like you're dressed for a hike.” Truthfully, he was surprised. Ashley's bikini was even briefer than he had imagined. As he continued to gawk, Ashley responded. “Jarrad said there was no underbrush to crawl through, it's plenty warm out, and there ought to be adequate shade along the trail, so why not?” She put her hands on her hips and struck a suggestive pose. “C'mon Brad, lighten up a little,” Jarrad urged. “We brought her along as eye candy – not to demonstrate hiking correctness.” Brad brightened. He let his eyes roam slowly over Ashley's nearly naked body. “Right,” he said, “Much more exciting than spending the day looking at trees, leaves, dirt and rocks.” “Thanks,” said Ashley. “I thought you guys might like this a little more than drab old hiking clothes – speaking of which – I made the lunch, you guys get to carry it. So get out your backpacks, load em up with those sandwiches and other stuff on the kitchen counter and throw in a half dozen bottles of water ...