This is the first time I'll be going to a beach wearing a bikini. Jeez, I feel so exposed wearing it even in the dorm room with my roommate Kelly. It's almost like being nude. Just the super private areas are covered. There is so much cleavage and the top pushes my breasts up, so they are almost spilling over the cup. My mom would never allow it. But now that I'm away at university in Florida, I can be an adult and do what I want.
My roommate Kelly is so laid back about all this. She's the one who made me buy a very skimpy bikini. I wanted one that covered a whole lot more. She girl-shamed me into this one. When I got home and tried it on, I almost died when I saw my bum in the mirror. The cheeks were completely nude with just a thin strip of cloth down my crack. Jeez.
When I tried on the bikini with my full pubic bush intact, Kelly couldn't stop laughing. The hair was spilling out the sides of the crotch and you could see a dark outline of my bush through the light pink material. Kelly got me to shave my pubic hair totally off. In the mirror I could see what Kelly calls my camel-toe notch in the crotch of my bikini bottom. I was worried about how slutty that looked but Kelly just laughed again.
She said, "My god, Meagan, the guys are going to be drooling all over you. It's totally cool. You have girl power, baby." I didn't feel like I had girl power, but I couldn't back down.
Let me tell you a bit about myself. I'm a twenty-year-old freshman. People have said I'm pretty. I stand five foot seven. I'm on a sports scholarship. My body is toned with measurements of 34 C, 24, 36. I know it's a B cup because I was measured by the bikini sales lady. I was surprised since I was a B cup just a short time ago. I guess my body is getting more mature. I've noticed my hips have filled out a bit too. Men are looking at me a lot more here in Florida.
I'm an A student and my studies along with sports has left me little time for boys. Of course, I'm not a virgin. But truthfully, I have very little sexual experience and I'm shy around guys. Maybe I will find my first boyfriend here at university.
Kelly and I are taking a short bus trip to the beach. I've got shorts and a tank top over my bikini. My towels and sunscreen are in my beach bag.
The beach
Kelly knows this area since she grew up in the city. We are walking on the sand to where there's a bunch of young folks beside a beach volleyball court. She throws down her beach bag and strips off her over garments. I look around nervously and slowly strip down to my bikini. When I stand up straight and look around, it seems that all the men are eying my body. I feel like I just walked nude into the boy's locker room. My cheeks are burning in a big blush. It's not my imagination, they are looking at me. I feel a huge urge to cover my breasts and crotch with my hands but resist it. I turn around and men over there are looking my way too. Then I remember my bare ass-cheeks exposed back to the first guys. I close my eyes and count to ten as my mom taught me to cool down. When I open them again, I take a deep breath, spread my towel on the sand beside Kelly's and lay down on my front to sunbathe beside her.
Soon, she says, "Let's turn over, we've baked enough on that side. We don't want to burn."
I had dreaded this moment, exposing my almost nude front to the world. Slowly, I roll onto my back with my knees modestly locked together.
A man's voice above us says, "Hi Kelly, great to see you out here again. How's it going?"
Even wearing sunglasses, I need to squint because the brilliant sun is behind him.
Kelly replies, "Everything is chill Kent. How's life in lifeguard land? Spot any sharks lately?"
He shots back, "No, just looking for hot babes like you that need rescuing. I'm great at mouth-to-mouth."
Kelly keeps going, "Ha, very funny. Does that line work for you?"
"Worked on you last summer. Or did I use another line? Let me see?"
The sun goes exactly behind his head, blocking it and I can now see his body is ripped. His small Speedo swimsuit shows off the big package inside.
"Hey, Kelly, why not introduce me to your girlfriend. I won't bite and maybe she'll need saving some day."
"Liar, you do bite. Left teeth marks on my boob for a week. This is Meagan. We're rooming together at the university dorm. My family's apartment was just too crazy for me to study. Meagan, say hello to Kent, a helpful friend but just a friend."
I reach up to shake his outstretched hand and say, "Nice to meet you Kent." I inwardly cringe at how lame that sounded. I sure wish I was cool like Kelly. He has on sunglasses but by the angle of his head he's definitely checking out my body. I feel so exposed, so nude. When his eyes focus on my crotch, it takes all my willpower not to cover it with my hands.
Kelly says, "Kent, you know the scene here. If you know any nice guys that like beach volleyball, send them over. And I mean nice guys, not druggies or muscle-builder creeps."
He replies, "Okay, doll, two great guys coming up. And I guess that means a blow job is out of the question." Kelly and Kent break out into gales of laughter at that. My goodness, Florida folks are a lot raunchier than back home in Maine. Kent walks away.
When he was out of hearing range, I turn to Kelly and say, "I'm not looking for a guy, Kelly. I just wanted to get out and take a break from my studies."
She says, "Girl, you've been here for almost a month and you haven't gotten laid. Sweetie, I'm afraid if I don't help get you some, you may get so horny that you'll turn lesbian in the night and attack me. Plus this in my BFF duty."
Soon, two young men come over and the taller one says, "I hear you two beautiful girls would like to play a little beach volleyball. My names, Chad and this is my buddy, Mike."
Kelly gets quickly to her feet and says cheerily, "We'd love to play." I get up beside her. "And this is my dorm room mate, Meagan, from snowy Maine."
