The salty breeze danced through the strands of Genevieve and Keisha's wavy hair as they set down on their chairs along the sun-kissed beach. Keisha stumbled heavily and was lights out the moment she lied down. Genevieve was the embodiment of poise and determination. With hazel eyes that held an unwavering gaze and wavy chestnut hair cascaded down her shoulders, often caught in the gentle beach breeze. Keisha, Genevieve's companion and equal in their legal pursuits, possessed a different kind of charm. Her laughter was infectious, and highly mischievous all the time. Her own wavy hair, a shade darker than Genevieve's, framed her face in loose curls, adding to her carefree aura. Their facial features, were thoroughly unremarkable. However, their 34C breasts more than made up for it as men couldn't take their eyes of them. Both lawyers in their mid-twenties, during weekdays they had a heavy shared passion for justice.
Weekends, however, they were party animals. They drank heavily and the previous night, Keisha had gone overboard and had taken a random stranger in the pub toilet itself. The effects were now seen as she sloshed into her own chair and was lights out in an instant. Gen was also sleeping but very lightly. They were both in their most expensive string bikinis. This particular beach was the only nude beach in India, and yet, they were here for two months and did not see a single naked male. That had thoroughly disappointed them as they hoped to see naked butts.
Meanwhile, Mahesh, a young man struggling against the unfair twists of fate, ambled along the same shore. His life took a stark turn when his stepmother cunningly manoeuvred her way into claiming his father's wealth, leaving him with nothing but his father's cherished fishing pole. To survive, he resorted to fishing and bartering his catch with Sadhana, an old college friend, in exchange for two square meals a day, while spending his nights on the unforgiving streets. His dark eyes held a depth that spoke of the challenges he had faced. His unkempt appearance, weathered by the harshness of life on the streets, couldn't conceal the sincerity in his gaze.
On this fateful day, as Mahesh cast his line into the glittering waters, fate intervened in an unexpected way. His hook snagged onto Genevieve's expensive bra, causing it to tear in an instant. Being a light sleeper, Gen immediately stood up. She caught hold of the hook and stared angrily at him. Mahesh, clad in only his boxers turned around.
"What the fuck happened here?" she shouted, her tone tinged with rage.
At first, no words came out of Mahesh's mouth. He was mesmerised. He was seeing the first and only breasts in his life. For, when Gen stood up to catch his hook, the cut bra fell down. Clad in a skimpy pair of panties, and nothing else, she stood up and was dragging him. Her topless state caused her no embarrassment. They actually selected this beach because this was the only unofficial nude beach in India. However, the Indians were still conservative and they hardly saw any naked male butts, to their disappointment. Finally, when Mahesh got close, she repeated her angry question. Mahesh finally looked up from her open breasts and was terrified at the anger in her eyes.
Flustered by the unexpected confrontation, he stammered, "I-I'm sorry, it was an accident. I didn't mean to--"
Interrupting him, Genevieve's voice remained firm. "Accident or not, I need to be sure." She glanced at Keisha, who was unaware of the unfolding situation due to her intoxicated state. "Prove to me it was unintentional. Show me it can happen again, just like you said. Or else, the consequences are going to be brutal."
A crowd had gathered by now. The crowd consisted of three couples. The three men were staring unapologetically at the topless Gen. Genevieve, as earlier, had no qualms about it. This was a nude beach, after all and she loved the attention. The only concern she had was the women staring daggers at her. Gayathri, one of the women was talking to her partner.
"Come on, Saravana. Let's leave."
Saravana, however, did not budge. "Come on, let's see what is going on here. Also, there is no harm in looking." Unfazed, Gen repeated her order to Mahesh.
Mahesh's eyes widened in panic at the daunting request. "I-I can't do that! I don't want to cause any more trouble."
Firmly, Genevieve persisted, her determination unwavering. "You must. It's the only way to prove your words. Or, you can come with me to the Police station and I can report you for harassment."
Mahesh hesitated, a mix of fear and reluctance evident in his expression. "But what if something goes wrong? Please, I can't risk it."
"Everything is going to go wrong if you don't do exactly as I tell you." Mahesh heard the finality in her tone.
Keisha was fully dozed and oblivious to the unfolding drama. The growing crowd heightened Mahesh's fear. However, he knew he was innocent and was determined to prove it. The women in the crowd kept trying to pull their partners but they were unapologetically refusing. They outwardly told that they were there to help but at the same time, not one of them were taking their eyes away from Gen's boobs. On his third attempt, his hook caught onto Keisha's bra, confirming his innocence. As he pulled back, the bra came undone. Genevieve finally softened, acknowledging his actions as just a mistake. She now turned to the men.
While they were staring at her half-naked body, she had been taking in Mahesh's half-naked body. With her breasts open, even with Mahesh's entire life at stake, his other head was in a completely different state. She could see through his boxers that he was sporting an erection. That didn't surprise her. She was topless, after all. However, what surprised her was the size of it. Both in length and girth, it was a huge bulge. She now resolved to use it to hurt the other men.
"I accept your apology. You made a mistake. However, you still left me topless in public. There is only one way to make it right, isn't there?"
Mahesh gulped. She couldn't possibly mean, could she? However, a second later, her eyes told him that she completely did. Also, he finally realised, he was really stuffed and in pain, down there. He basically had two heads right now. His main head, wanted to get away from this woman as far as possible. His other head, however, was in full flow. At 19, he was still a virgin. He had not even kissed a girl on the cheek, until now. Today, he was seeing breasts and his downstairs head seemed to think that meant he was going to get some. And so, it was at full mast, and was really confined and chafing in his two-month old shorts.
"Drop your boxers. It's the only way to make it even." And so, she sat with full confidence at her chair.
Mahesh took a deep breath. All these people were way older and people whom he would probably not see again. The women, however, were excited. Not one of them had missed the bulge and were anticipating it. Mahesh pulled his boxers down and stepped out of it.
The women were transfixed. Not one of them were virgins. Gen, in particular, had been around a long number of cocks. She was rejected by most boys before she fully developed. Once she developed with her large breasts, everyone wanted a piece of that. For a while, the newfound attention had gone to her head and she had serviced a lot of men before finally coming to her senses. The other three women were in their early number of relationships and had been through men enough times. However, this was something different.
For, Mahesh was large. Gigantic. It was a Monster.
People had heard of Python in the pants. This, however, was an Anaconda.
The women did have an inkling based on the bulge in boxers. However, nothing prepared them for that sight. They had watched such long organs only in porn. Mahesh, stood there at attention. Gen did not even have to say anything. Mahesh knew that she expected him not to cover himself and he stood with rapt attention.
