No Rules, Part 2 - Sex Stories

No Rules, Part 2

... businessmen, probably fortyish. They acted excited by my presence. I'm sure it helped that so much of me was exposed. One of them remarked that it looked like I was about to fall out of my bikini. “The comment embarrassed me but I did have their attention and I intended to keep it. I pretended to take the joke seriously and agreed that the bikini might need retying. Looking straight at them, I put my hands behind me and retied the top. I purposely took a long time doing it, acting as if I didn't realize how it was showing off my breasts.” “You tease,” Jill accused jokingly. “And loving it too,” Ashley responded. “Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Brad come into the spa. I called to him and asked him to help me. I wanted them to think that Brad was the boyfriend, but I didn't want them to think he was the protective or jealous type.” “Of course you wouldn't want them to think that,” Jill said, her eyes lighting up. “That might ruin all the fun.” “Right,” Ashley said, “Brad understood without me spelling it out for him. He said that from what he could see I didn't need any help. I finished tying the top myself and then took hold of the bottoms, sliding them a little lower on my hips, supposedly to make sure they were snug.” “I'm surprised you didn't get raped,” Jill added. “Me too. But there was something about the way those guys looked at me, Brad too, that was getting me terribly excited. I don't think it would have been rape. If it hadn't been for the hotel rules, the ...

... bikini would likely have disappeared in a heartbeat. The top for sure would have been gone, Brad or no Brad. “We still had one more day and Brad had done some checking with the hotel. He told me there was a topless beach close enough for us to go to the next day. “I asked if he expected me to go topless. He told me it was totally up to me. He would be okay with it either way. Even though he suggested that I wait until we were at the beach before making my decision, I had already decided.” “Am I supposed to ask?” Jill said. “I think you already know the answer,” Ashley replied. “The next day I put the yellow bikini on again. It didn't cover much but I was planning to be wearing even less once we got to the beach. I put the beach cover-up on over it. I felt really sexy and from the smile on Brad's face, I must have looked it too. “Turns out the beach was only a short distance from the hotel and after we got there and I looked around a bit, I decided that whether or not a woman went topless was probably related to how she felt about her breasts. I was definitely proud of mine so it only took a couple of minutes for me to get the courage to join those that were topless. “I'll bet Brad liked that,” Jill observed. “Oh he was definitely enjoying the scenery on the beach but getting him to look at his stepsister's breasts without blushing was quite another matter.” More like I couldn't get him to stop looking. “He did eventually get to where he could look at me without turning red, but ...