Hi! My name is Sophie. I'm 23, tall and a brunette. I'm curvy with 32C boobs and I have really lovely blue eyes, so I've been told. I had just gone through an awful break-up, and needed a change. I just needed to get away from everything. So I decided to do something most people only dream and fantasize about; travel the world.
Now, to my tremendous advantage, my dad is a multi-millionaire which helped me finance my travel. He's into the stock markets and all that. I really have no clue what exactly his job entails, but he earns the big bucks. I'm the only kid, and the object of my parents' coddling, so a puppy dog face is enough to get me whatever I want. But let me get one thing straight- I'm no spoilt brat. I have always been a hard worker and I promised him I would pay back every single penny when I got back from my adventures.
Here begins my story.
BALI, INDONESIA.
I've always been a not-so-conservative dresser, and definitely enjoyed the appreciative looks I got when I landed at the airport in Bali, an island in Indonesia. I was wearing a baby pink camisole, coupled with a see-through lace buttoned top and white skin-tight leggings. I was certain the men in front of me were ogling my cleavage as I bent to pick up my bags. I looked straight up at them with a questioning brow, causing them to clear their throats and look away in every other possible direction but mine. I chuckled to myself, walking out with a trolley.
I noticed a well built Indonesian man, probably in his early thirties, holding up a board that said Sophie Wayne. I waved a hand and walked to him.
"You must be Sophie!" he said excitedly. "I'm Nino, from the Imperial Regency, here to escort you to our hotel."
I shook his hand, staring into his deep eyes. Boy, he was gorgeous. "Lovely to meet you, Nino. Can we get going? I'm exhausted."
"Sure, ma'am" he answered, picking up my bags. "Right this way."
It was a 30 minute drive to the hotel, which was a 5 star luxury paradise. I bid farewell to Nino at the entrance, where the hotel staff escorted me to my room, and I flopped down on the soft, comfy bed, drifting into a deep sleep.
I woke up at around dinner time. After a quick shower, I wore a blue sundress with matching blue lace lingerie and walked out to explore. I soon found the restaurant, where I treated myself to a few drinks and some lovely Indonesian crab delicacy.
Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned around to look at a couple. The lady extended her hand to me. "Hi, I'm Dora and this is Sam. We're from England, and you look like a tourist just like us, so we thought we'd make some new friends."
I beamed at them. I loved meeting new people. I asked them to join me at the table.
They turned out to be great fun. They had just arrived yesterday and were scheduled to leave three days later, just like me. We had some more drinks and I swear, Sam's eyes were drifting more and more to my tits with each additional drink. I was feeling a little heavy-headed. I looked at my watch and it was 12, so we all decided it was time to head back to our rooms. We said our byes, and I walked back.
I wasn't particularly sleepy, but the alcohol was making my head hurt. I usually sleep naked at home, so I stripped bare, pulled the covers on me and fell asleep.
I awoke to a knock on the door and a voice that called out "Room service."
I called out, "Come in."
A young guy maybe 25, walked in with a tray and looking at me, gasped. I looked at him quizzically for a second before realizing that I was no longer under the covers, which had rolled over to the side, but stark naked in front of him. I saw his eyes taking in my smooth, shaved pussy and my swollen tits, and I smiled inwardly before putting on a face of shock and covering myself with a blanket.
The poor guy had gone red. He stammered a sorry, placed the breakfast tray on a table and walked out in a hurry.
I giggled, feeling a tingle in my stomach. A perfect stranger had just seen me naked! I was into exhibitionism. I loved the thrill of exposing myself.