It was another fantastic weekend in Southern California. It was definitely beach weather. Things have been going pretty well with Jon. I think I have opened up the exhibitionist within him. He told me that wearing very little turns him on but was not really into being totally naked. We’ll see about that. We went to the secluded beach after I first dared him to go to the beach in a thong and he dared me back by making me go topless. It was fairly uneventful yet very exciting, which is why I am going to skip forward to this past weekend.
Jon and I went shopping last weekend, this time for bathing suits. We bought matching black thongs that are made of this rubberized material. Not like latex but more like a vinyl. It feels so good. I purposely didn't buy the triangle top that goes with it. I told Jon that as long as he wears his thong I would only wear mine. I did however buy this cute matching skirt and halter-top that goes with it. The skirt is really tight and short and the top really accentuates my cleavage.
Jon had survived his first weekend in a thong but now it was time to step it up. I dared him to wear his new thong to a more public beach. In return he dared me to wear my new skirt and halter-top to the beach minus the thong bottom. He told me that I would have to change into the thong after we got there and after I had taken my clothes off. Of course I could not pass it up. Now remember, summer is getting into full swing around here and the beaches are a lot more crowded then when I did my naked towel dare. So I knew that it would be a rush to get undressed in public. I was getting comfortable going topless but I would have to watch myself since it is illegal in Newport.
Jon picked me up and we headed down to the beach about 10:30. It wouldn’t be too crowded by then. We knew none of Jon’s friends would be down at this part of the beach. He liked the excitement of wearing his thong, but said it would be too much to wear it in front of his friends. We arrived at the beach and found a spot that was close to some sand dunes. We would have a little more privacy there. There were probably 30 people or so within about a hundred yards of us but most of them were in front of us. I got several head turns from the outfit I had on. It looked like I was going scuba diving in a mini skirt and halter-top. After walking across the sand my skirt had hiked up a little and the bottom of my ass cheeks were showing. Little did these people know they were about to get a nice show.
We laid our towels down and Jon said your first. I looked around and a few teenage boys had turned over and were now facing us. There were a couple of groups of college girls on either side of us. I did see that a couple of them were wearing thongs, so I thought they would not be as offended. Some of them were looking over at us. I think they liked my outfit. There were a few couples in front of us but they were paying attention to each other.
I did not know what to shed first. I decided that if I was going to be topless all day, I might as well get that over with. Now this top was pretty tight and was going to be fun getting it off. I pulled the halter part of the top over my head. My breasts were not exposed yet. The rest of the top was a band that went around my back. It sort of looked like I had a bandeau top on. I then took a deep breadth and then slowly pulled the top up over my breasts allowing them to pop out. My nipples were already rock hard. I proceeded to wiggle out of the top. I could hear the murmurs coming from beach. I just treated as if it was no big deal. I folded the top neatly and knelt down to put into my bag. I then stood back up and grabbed the waistband of my skirt and began to wiggle out of it slowly. Jon was watching intently. I pretended I was giving him a little striptease show. After I got it down below my ass, I just let it drop. I was now completely naked. Not minding who was looking at me now, I casually bent down and rustled through my bag for my thong bottom. I forgot that I packed it first, so it was underneath all my magazines, food and drink. After what seemed like a minute, I found it. I stood up and casually slipped one leg in and then the other and slowly pulled it up until it covered my shaved pussy. I adjusted the back of it in my ass crack and sat down on my towel.
I was so excited. I made me more turned on by just acting like it was no big deal. Having to hold in that nervousness acted like an amplifier and made me even more excited. Now it was Jon’s turn. He got up off of his towel and pulled his shirt over his head. God does he have a great chest I thought as I gazed at it. Jon has not quite mastered the art of acting like it is no big deal yet. He promptly dropped his shorts and sat down. Fortunately most of the beach was looking over at us because of me. Jon’s face was a getting red. I could tell how nervous he was but his package looked like it was fairly excited. It was not hard but it was stretching the rubberized fabric of his thong. Having only been to the beach in a thong once, Jon still had tan lines from his shorts. I told him that he better work on that ass tan. I said it is easier to get over the initial nervousness by just lying down on his stomach and closing his eyes. I did the same.