Part 2
"Don't worry, Cindy, this kind of thing happens all the time." Nick reassured me, his eyes trying to stare right through my arms.
"I bet you get to see a lot of nice titties surfing, huh?" Jess said, leaning casually on one end of my board as Nick brought the other one around next to it. She leaned a little harder, causing the board to tilt and me to lose my grip. I quickly reached out and grabbed it, baring my tits again. Jess smiled.
"Well, no, not really." His eyes were locked on my chest as I draped one arm back across myself, concentrating on not moving my fingers. "I was just being nice. Normally people are very good about tying their stuff on tight."
"I guess they don't have Jess tying their knots." I frowned at Jess and she grinned back.
"Relax, sweetie, Nick's seen plenty of tits before." Jess gently pushed my arm away from my chest, and I almost lacked the will to resist. At this point, I probably almost lacked the will to resist anything she wanted. "And he saw already yours just now. Just, you know, go with it!"
"What?" I looked over at Nick, his eyes on my chest, barely covered by my arms, then back at her, "Go with it?"
"Ya, just go topless. Who cares? We're all adults here!" Jess smiled a big, friendly grin at Nick, who nodded agreably. "And, like I said, we've all seen'em. Nick saw'em just now, John saw'em last night, Dave saw plenty more than that not half an hour ago!"
"I dunno, Jess..." I looked back to shore as Jess's recount of my recent exposure piled up more readily than I'd've liked. I looked up at Nick boring his hole through my arms, then down as my mind decided to bore a similar hole in his board. The booze was wearing thinner, though, and, as much as my tight little thong was winding me up, I wasn't anywhere ready to try out the form-fitting nature of sand.
"C'mon, you were practically spreading your pussy for Dave earlier!" Jess looked up at Nick, "Oh! You shoulda seen her this morning at the cafe! She was -"
"Shut up, Jess!" I shoved the board into her and she coughed. Nick caught my glare at her and swallowed loudly.
"I could just get a shirt from shore." Nick offered, instantly receiving a dirty look from Jess.
"Sure..." I almost hesitated, and had been seriously considering going without until Jess started on about this morning. And he really did just see them. That was kinda always Jess's excuse, but it was always a kinda good one.
"I'll be right back." He smiled at me and passed his board over to Jess, charging inland.
"Party pooper." Jess stuck her tongue out at me, leaning across the other board now. "And after you let him put his hands all over you."
"Me? I saw him helping you stand up! Besides, it's not my fault he wants to help me cover up." I let my elbows drift out now as I leaned on my board.
"Haha, you shoulda seen me 'grasping for a hold' under the water when he came over after I fell!" She grinned at me, "It's a shame that speedo is so tight, or you wouldn't be the only one missing clothing!"
"Well, okay, that is something I'd certainly want to see. And touch. And taste." I grinned and Jess smiled, looking behind me.
"Ah, so you're ready for it then?" Nick said as he set down Dave's t-shirt on my board, the gentle rocking of the waves instantly soaking it.
"She's dying for it." Jess smiled as my eyes widened, "She just wants to stuff her face, you know?" I looked at Nick, licking my lips and smiling shyly, my face turning red as I unthinkingly neglected to cover my chest as Jess went on, "I think I do too, really."
"There's plenty to go around." Nick nodded. "I think John brought more than enough dogs for everyone."
I coughed, laughing. "Hot dogs! Yes! Of course!" I hurriedly picked up the shirt and turned away from Nick, struggling to pull the wet, sleeveless cotton over my bare skin.
"What ever do you mean 'Of course?'" Jess mocked as I pulled on my shirt, "What else would you want to stuff into your mouth, Cindy?"
"Thanks, Nick..." I turn back, looking down to verify that, yes, I was effectively just as topless as before. Gentlemanly as ever, Nick entirely refrained from looking anywhere but at my chest.
"Don't mention it!" As he smiled at my breasts, I started to draw an arm across them, but the tiny bikini spreading things between my legs sent horrible thoughts into my head and, my heart fluttering, I decided instead to act like I thought I was covered. It almost seemed to mezmerize him more than just being topless. "You look great!" He grinned.
"Definitely." Jess nodded as I smiled worriedly at her. We pushed the boards along and headed up to shore, Nick's eyes constantly darting to my chest. Every step twisted my bottoms, sending more shivers up to convince me the shirt was plenty of coverage. I reached down, tugging roughly at the bottoms, pulling the naughty thing out of me. My fingers threatened to linger too long when Jess shot me a grin, glancing down at where my hand was, and I pulled it back up out of the water.
"My shirt fits okay?" Dave asked, smiling amicably at my tits as we came up to the lit fire pit and deposited our boards in the sand.
"It's a bit tight in the chest." Jess replied, "But she'll live."
"Hush, you." I glanced over at her as I sat down. All male eyes instantly became glued to my chest.
"Here you go, dogs are already mostly done." John handed around hot dogs on buns as he cooked the last two for himself. "Nick and I should head out after we eat." He added.
Jess grabbed the mayo as she took hers and sat down, but I generally prefer mine plain.
"Well done, John." Nick said, chowing down across from me on a log next to Dave.
"No dirty jokes, Jess?" Wanda asked, leaning out to look across me to Jess.
"The hot dog penis analogy is too easy." Jess shook her head, swallowing a bite. She'd set her plate on the sand, giving her an easy excuse to spread her legs wide while she ate. I spied a rather pointed camel toe between her thighs, but a quick survey suggested all eyes still tended to stray to my chest whenever they had the chance to stray. That wouldn't last long, though. As small as the fire looked in the bright, midday sun, it was drying the shirt off quickly. I looked down to see all-but-opaque dry patches in several places, which just reinforced how transparent it was in the spots still clinging tightly to me.
"Ya, Jess usually goes for the hard sell on that kinda thing." Dave agreed, "You want a dirty joke from her, you need to have something totally inapplicable, like a phone or something."
"Haha, touch screens... 'I'm trying to get it going, but I just keep stroking it up and down and up and down and it just won't come!'" Jess laughed to a nod of approval from most of the males. All eyes finally on her, she took a big, sloppy bite of her hot dog, forcing a glob of mayo to spill out the other end and fall onto her stomach just above her bikini bottoms.
"Oops!" She said, scooping it up by sliding a finger along under the thin fabric of her suit. Lifting it gingerly, she ran her tongue up her finger, snagging the glob on the tip of her tongue. She grinned, her tongue out, and the gooey blob fell again, dropping right into the crease of her camel-toe. "Oh no!"
"Oops again, huh?" Wanda raised an eyebrow as Jess ran a finger along the already well-defined slit in her bottoms, spreading the mayo around and pushing the thin fabric deeper between her lips, all under the guise of wiping it up.
"This was clearly accidental!" Jess looked around, grinning through her would-be shock, her legs wide as she continued to run her finger up and down her little slit.
"Obviously!" I smiled, a little ambivalent over her ostentation, but more relieved than dissappointed that all eyes were no longer glued to my chest.
"You know, the best thing to keep food stains from setting is enzymes. They breaks stuff down for you." Nick smirked. "Saliva is a great source for enzymes."
"That's a great idea! Do you mind?" Jess twisted her open thighs toward Nick, gesturing where everyone was already staring, just in case anyone had missed it.
"No problem!" Nick stood up immediately, his speedo entirely failing to cover his enthusiam.
Wanda coughed hackingly, choking on her hot dog. "No! Absolutely not!" Wanda shouted as she managed to swallow her bite. She waved toward the water. "Go, go wash off, no eating out Jess while I'm eating my food. Her and Cindy did enough of that nonsense earlier."
Jess smiled as she rose, turning and walking to the water. Even though Jess had walked off, Wanda's comment failed entirely to shift any male attention to me once Jess stopped only a few steps away from the group and bent down, knees locked, and slid her bottoms off. She twirled them on her finger as every eye watched her walk out to the water bottomless.
