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. Weâll 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 wouldnât be too crowded by then. We knew none of Jonâs 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 Jonâs 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. Jonâs 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.
After about a half hour of chatting about our excitement, I needed some suntan lotion. I sat up to reach in my bag and noticed that the amount of people on the beach had tripled. I pulled my knees up to my chest to cover up a little while I searched for the lotion and surveyed the scenery. I wanted to make sure that there were no cops around. We were pretty far back from the waterâs edge where the cops normally drive by, so I was not too worried about it. I looked down at Jonâs ass. It looked so good in the thong. After finding the lotion, I squeezed it all over his back and began to work it in. Doing this exposed my breasts to everyone around us. I heard a few murmurs but didnât care. I loved being topless. I massaged the lotion all over Jonâs ass. I made sure to get my hands all over it, even giving it a couple of squeezes.
I decided to lie on my back and tan my breasts. I dared Jon to put lotion all over me. I knew he would jump at the chance but as soon as he got up, he realized how many people were now around us. I think he was in a little shock. Never the less, he proceeded to apply lotion to my legs first and then around my thong. Fortunately I did not have to worry about getting lotion on my bikini since it would just wipe right off the rubberized material. He then made his way to my breasts. Noticing the girls next to us staring, he made sure to slowly massage the lotion into my breasts even tweaking my nipples. It was driving me crazy. One thing about our new rubberized thongs is that they heat up in the sun, which made my pussy even hotter.
Another half hour went by of just getting tan and calming down. I decided it was time to push Jon up to the next level. I also knew that I was daring myself, but that was whole idea. I asked Jon if he wanted to go into the water. Now this meant a walk of about 50 yards to the water through a crowd of about 75 people in our thongs, me with no top on. I had been watching for cops and noticed that one had driven by earlier. So I knew he would not be back for a bit. I also had been checking out the people around us to see who might be offended by us and report us to the police. The area of the beach we were at was full of teenagers, college kids and twenty and thirty somethings. I did not see any kids running around so I would not offend any mothers.
Jon initially pondered it, looking like he did not want to do it but when he realized I had to walk there topless, he accepted. I could tell he was excited to do it as his bulge grew a little. We stood up and walking hand in hand we started towards the water. Almost instantly every pair of eyes was on us. The murmurs grew. I could hear all of the different comments of she is topless, they are both in a thong, she has the body to pull that off, why donât more guys wear thongs. Surprisingly most of it was positive. I think Jon was completely surprised and a little turned on that some of women liked his thong. When we got to the water we ran in. The water on the west coast is not exactly warm at the beginning of June, but I did not feel like standing around. These thongs in the water were great. The water just repels off of the rubberized material. There was a little surf so Jon decided to try body surfing in his thong. His first attempt he almost lost his thong. I think he was used to having shorts that you could tie. He said he now understands the trouble girls have playing in the surf in their bikinis. He dared me to give it a try and since I knew I would not lose my top since I did not have one on, I gave it a try. Let me tell you bodysurfing topless was painful and exciting at the same time. My breasts bounced all over the place but it felt like a bunch of hands rubbing them at the same time.