It was the height of the wet season when we received another visitor. A petite blonde girl arrived complete with her friend Nichole and a couple of other stragglers.
The new arrival seemed pleased to greet everybody. I noticed that she had been caught in one of the rain showers that we had earlier because her vest was soaking wet and this had caused it to become transparent.
I could see that she was wearing no bra.
The Chief invited me to escort our new guest and her friend to their hut. I quickly introduced myself and was told that our visitor was called 'Paris.'
"Nice to meet, you Tom," said Paris and she leaned forward to shake my hand. As she did so one of her breasts started to escape from the side of her vest and I got a view of half of her nipple.
"Whoops," I said, "it looks as if you've popped out."
Paris looked down at herself and quickly covered her breast.
"Silly me," she said, "what a thing to happen. It's a good job you told me you naughty man, I wouldn't have noticed otherwise and you could have been looking at it all day."
Her friend, Nichole giggled.
"Paris, how could you have been so silly not to notice that your tit was showing?"
Nichole started to laugh uncontrollably and because she was wearing a flimsy vest too, her left breast escaped.
"Now you've done the same thing," I said.
Nichole peered downwards and noticed her lack of modesty.
She covered herself and said,
"Oh my God, I can't believe I did the same thing."
I escorted the two girls to their hut but as they started to walk they both suffered the same wardrobe malfunction and both ended up with one tit hanging out of their tops, Paris the right one and Nichole the left one.
I decided that it would only be right to point this out to them.
"When I did they both started to giggle again.
"You're such a bad man," said Paris, "trust you to notice that our titties were showing. I really did not know how this could have happened again."
Nichole put her breast back in and so did Paris but Paris failed to do it properly and the nipple simply stayed in view. I decided not to tell her as I thought that we would end up here all day.
When we got to the hut they invited me inside..
Paris took a mirror out of her case and decided to hang it on the wall. She must have caught her reflection because she noticed that her breast was on display again.
"Oooh, you naughty man," she said to me, "why didn't you tell me that I was flashing again? I can't believe that this keeps happening to me, it never usually does!"
I sighed and decided that it would be best if I left.
I bade them farewell. I told them that I would see them both tomorrow and if they liked I would show them around the village.
"Oooh, can I bring my camera?" asked Nichole.
"Yes, if you must," I replied.
The next morning I went to the girls' hut and was surprised to find them both still asleep in bed. They were both tucked up nicely under the covers.
I noticed a digital camera by the bedside table and was about to have a look at the photos that were on there to see if there was anything interesting when Nichole woke up and saw me. She sat up in bed completely topless and both her small breasts were in full view.
"Er..., you're flashing again," I said.
"Oops silly me," she replied and pulled the covers up over her chest.
"What are you doing?" she asked me.
"I was just looking at your camera," I said.
"Well, I'd rather you didn't", she answered. "There are some photographs on there that could get into the wrong hands. We wouldn't want them appearing on the internet or anything would we? People might get the wrong idea."
I asked her what she meant and she explained to me that although the photos were completely harmless some people might misinterpret them.
I asked her to explain further and she told me that during the night Paris had been unable to sleep because of the heat and humidity. The hut had been well-lit because all the oil lamps were on and Paris had decided to strip naked and lie on the bed, simply so that she could cool down.
I asked Nichole why she thought it necessary to take photos of Paris if she was completely naked.
She told me that she always took photos when they went away and it was perfectly normal to take photos of just about everything that happened to them.
I asked her if I could see the photos but Nichole told me that it would be wrong to see them without Paris' permission.
When Paris woke up I asked her if I could see the photos. Paris looked at me still half asleep and then sat up in the bed and just like Nichole was completely naked from the waist up.
"I can see your titties again," I teased.
Paris pulled up the covers to hide her breasts.
"You're such a naughty man," she said, "I forgot that I had no top on. It's a good job you told me otherwise I wouldn't have remembered."
She gave me permission to see the photos and explained to me that they were completely innocent.
The first couple of frames showed Paris on the bed completely naked. She was lying on her front so I couldn't really see anything but I noticed what a lovely peach of a bottom she had.
The third picture however was very interesting indeed.
Paris was now lying on her back, her legs were wide open and her pussy lips were in full view. I asked her why on Earth that there was such a graphic photo on there.
"Oh my God," she gasped, "stop looking at that photo please, you naughty man. I forgot that was on there."
I ignored her words and continued looking. I felt an erection growing.
"Listen to me," Paris said, "it's not what you think. I can explain.
I was so hot and my pussy was so sweaty that I simply had to open my legs to cool down. I needed to get some air on my muff if you see what I mean."
"Okay, I'll believe you," I replied, not too convincingly.
Paris then asked me to pass her top. I reached over, found her vest and handed it to her. She managed to put it on under the covers without showing any nipples this time but then much to my surprise she climbed out of bed and was naked from the waist down.
I pointed out to her that she still wasn't decent and when she realised her nudity, she gasped in horror.
"Oh no," she said, trying to cover her pussy with her hands. "I forgot that I had no bottoms on. I was so careful to cover my tits up that I forgot about the bottom bit.
Why didn't you tell me that I was naked before you let me get out of bed? You're a naughty man?"
"Well that's because I didn't know that you were naked!" I replied.
Nichole started giggling. She was still lying under the covers and was modestly only showing her head and shoulders.
I was annoyed when Paris found some jogging bottoms and put them on. I had enjoyed seeing her pussy.
