Pretty much all the girls stood in a line in front of me just so they could sign my swimsuit. I would have blocked them if I had not felt a slight tickle on my rear end. I jumped around to see Scarlet holding one of the sharpies with a big smile on her face. "I always go for the juicy parts." She winked. Did she just sign my ass!? Ingrid and Bridget took hold of my arms then, inviting the rest of the party to come molest me with their pens and twitchy hands.
My face was burning with humiliation and arousal as every girl in the restaurant passed around sharpies just so they could get a turn to sign my speedo. Scarlet would instruct her friends to turn me around in circles just so everybody could find space to write their signature. There was a lot of touching on both my crotch and my butt. As time went on, I was running out of room 'down there' to accommodate their names.
"Hey, There is almost no room for me to write my name. Give me a turn!" An unfamiliar girl shouted.
"Just wait, I am going first!"
"No, I am!"