I'm in the second semester of my freshman year at a college in the mid-west. Exhibitionism was difficult when the semester began. Winter brought lower temperatures, which meant more clothes and less skin. When spring finally arrived, it was time for my sorority sisters and I to begin displaying our goods.
It all started one warm afternoon. Amy, Kelli and I were walking home from class wearing white crop-top T-shirts without bras and low-cut jeans. Our puffy pink nipples were visible under our little T-shirts and our jeans were riding so low on our hips that the cracks of our asses were almost showing.
While we were walking, Kelli noticed that a couple of guys were following us. Kelli wanted to tease the guys a little, so she put her hands in her pockets to push her jeans further down. Unfortunately for the guys, her jeans were so tight that they wouldn't go down any further. Not willing to give up, Kelli slyly popped open the button on her jeans and unzipped them a little bit. Now with each step, her jeans slowly inched their way down. Soon her jeans plunged so far down that some of her butt crack was showing and the top of her tiny white thong was hanging out. If Kelli had taken her hands out of her pockets, her jeans probably would have fallen right off! Soon there were several guys following us home.
As we continued walking, Amy accidentally dropped her book. Amy kept her knees straight as she bent down to pick it up. This caused the bottom of her little crop-top to fall away from her breasts. From their angle, the guys behind us were able to peek up her shirt. She took her time picking up her book so the guys could get a nice long look at her cute perky nipples. Her breasts had finally come out of hibernation.
The fun really began when we returned to the sorority house. The lawn care workers were running a sprinkler on the front lawn. It was a warm day and there was water spraying up like a fountain. We were three young bra-less girls in white crop-top T-shirts, so you can just imagine what happened next.
Amy, Kelli and I began running and jumping over the sprinkler. The cool water would spray up on our T-shirts as our bra-less breasts bounced freely under the thin white material. The cool water also caused our puffy pink nipples to stiffen and poke out against the wet fabric. With each pass, our T-shirts got a little wetter and our nipples became more and more visible. Soon our T-shirts were clinging to us like a second skin and our nipples were poking right out against the drenched fabric.
When a group of guys began to gather in front of the sorority house, Kelli had to find a way to become the center of attention, as usual. Kelli leaned over the spray as if she was trying to get a drink of water. When she did, the force of the spray pushed her T-shirt up over her big titties. Kelli giggled and slowly pulled her T-shirt down over her breasts, while displaying that phony look of embarrassment on her face. The guys cheered as Kelli tried a couple more times to get a drink of water, always with the same result.
Finally Kelli turned to the guys and said, "I want to get a drink, but the water keeps pushing my T-shirt up over my tits. Would you guys mind not looking this time so that I can finally get a drink?"
The guys yelled out that they wouldn't look and Kelli once again leaned over the water. The spray went right up under her shirt and the fabric climbed up over her nice round breasts. Kelli's titties were out in the open again. Kelli's big beautiful breasts swayed back and forth as she positioned herself to get a drink. She took her time drinking as the guys ogled at her bare boobies. Kelli still hadn't buttoned her pants, so when she bent over, half of her butt was hanging out, too.
She finally finished drinking, then turned to the guys without pulling her shirt down and said, "You guys should be ashamed of yourselves. You promised me that you wouldn't look, yet here you are staring at my naked breasts!"
Kelli finally pulled her shirt down as a few more guys stopped to watch the show. Now it was Amy's turn to outdo Kelli.
