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High School Girls

... "Sheesh, haven't you ever seen a girl in a bikini top before? Do you want to snap a pic with your cell?" Sam looked down, embarrassed. Joe looked away. "Sorry Darren." he mumbled. He had been surprised not only by how sexy Darren looked in that bikini, but also with how easily Darren wore it, and that he wore it at all. Joe pulled off his t-shirt, and Sam quickly glanced at his impressive bust, looking away again as Joe brushed the blonde hair out of his face. Darren looked at Joe and made a face. "A black one-piece?" "Bite me, Darren." Joe said as he scowled. "Her name isn't Darren, it's Dana!" Cherise piped up, and the three of them jumped. They had almost forgotten she was there. "I'm going, okay s*s!" Without waiting for an answer, Cherise bolted out to the pool. Joe took off his shoes and jeans, Darren his skirt and sandals, and then they were both looking at Sam. He blushed. "I'm, uh, not wearing it." he explained, realizing how lame that sounded. But the understanding on both Joe and Darren's face made him feel better. "No problem man, we'll see you out there." Joe said, Darren murmuring his agreement, and both of them placed their clothes in lockers, took the keys and left. *** Sam looked around, feeling embarrassed. This was ridiculous. Nobody was going to stare. We're all women here, and he nervously smiled. The only other people were a couple of moms and their daughters who were no doubt in Cherise's class. Nobody was looking at him. He quickly yanked off his top, ...

... and the bra as well, restraining a gasp as he pulled it off without undoing it. His breasts complained again at the rough treatment, falling back down heavily and trembling on his chest. Jeez, any more and his breasts would report him for abuse, he thought, and quickly quashed the hysterical laughter that bubbled up inside him. God, they were all flipping out. Flipping crazy. He tried to yank down the cargo skirt, but that damn button! He fumbled at it, restraining the urge to howl in frustration, and finally pulled it around so he could undo the button on the back. He pulled it down, revealing the lacy white panties cupping his female mound. Those followed too, exposing his pink-lipped vulva and the auburn triangle of his pubes. He gulped, realizing he was completely naked! He fished out the green one-piece and quickly pulled it on, shivering at the feeling of lycra sliding over his soft skin. Sam nervously adjusted the top of his swimsuit, feeling his breasts jostling inside, and tried to refrain from looking down at the absence between his legs. He felt so vulnerable. The one-piece swimsuit, even though it covered more of his body than his swim trunks, felt like it protected less and exposed more. The feeling of it, and the sight of it; against his soft skin was erotic, and he caressed his lycra-covered belly with a slender hand. He shivered, and felt his split tighten, then relax with a warm, moist sensation. Whoo! He thought. It really didn't take much to rev the engine ...