If you haven't read the previous chapter of this story, then please do read it and comment on the story. This chapter is a continuation of the second chapter.
All the characters in this story are above 18.
Hey guys, after a long time I am back on my new adventure.
It has been a long since my last story because I was busy with my job interviews, and finally I have secured a job far away from my hometown. I am living here in Goa sharing an apartment with my colleague.
My colleague doesn't even have a hint that I am an exhibitionist. We both have seen each other naked like all other girls staying together in hostel or apartments do. The first time we both saw each other naked, we had compared each other's body. While she had small perky boobs I was having a medium shaped round boobs, her ass cheeks were of skinny girls compared to that I had a very good curvy ass cheeks, she had a good amount of pubic hair but I was bald out there although at present we both are bald, because she was fascinated after seeing my clean shaven pussy.
The first time when she saw my toy collection, she had a shocked expression on her face. I remember, she had asked me "why do you alone need these many toys?". I had answered her question saying that "This is not my whole collection. I have left some of my collection at home for my mother". She was still more shocked to hear that even my mother knew this. At present, we both share my toy collection while watching porn together.
She had also asked me, "why didn't I have any inner wear to wear for myself?". I had told her that "there was no use because my boobs were not saggy and also I hated getting panty lines on my western dresses."
Fine, now I will narrate the story of my new adventure.
From many days I have started searching for a suitable bikini for me on all online platforms available in India for shopping, but I was not able to find the suitable piece of bikini that I needed. So I decided to buy it from a shop in Goa. I always had only dreamt of wearing a bikini for beach and walking around, but now my dream was going to become real.
I had decided on a beach where foreigners were more populated, so that I will not be filmed by any pervert guys. I saw the beach had many beautiful fair girls wearing bikinis and fair men wearing knee-length shorts or briefs. No girls wore more revealing bikinis, so I decided to buy the most revealing bikini from the store because I needed attention from every eye around there.
When I planned my visit to beach I had decided to walk around naked but I was scared of being fined by the coast guards there.
I searched for the best bikini store on the street and found one which appeared to have the sexiest bikinis. I entered the shop. There was one girl in her mid twenties hanging up different kinds of bikinis to showcase.
"Good morning mam, how can I help you?" She asked, her face expressing the surprise of seeing an Indian girl inside a bikini store.
"Good morning," I greeted her back and said, "I know that no Indian girl wears a bikini on an Indian beach except she doesn't have an Indian skin complexion."
She smiled.
"Can you get me some designs of g-string bikini?" I asked her.
Firstly, she was shocked seeing an Indian girl inside her bikini store. Now I saw a different type of shocked expression on her face listening that a girl is asking for g-string bikini to wear it on an Indian beach.
"Sure," she said and turned.
"Hey wait," I called her and said "I know that no one wears revealing bikinis on Indian beach, but I want you to know that I am an exhibitionist,"
"Oh! You are good at recognising facial expressions," she said. " I will get you the best collection I have."
I waited about two minutes, then she came back with three bikinis.
"It took a little while to fetch this. I am sorry I don't have many revealing bikini collections because everyone who comes here buys only simple bikinis," she said.
"It's ok, show me what you have."
I was glad that she had properly guessed what type of bikini I needed. Out of three bikinis, one was white and one was neon and another one was radium orange. All the bikinis had the same amount of cloth in it, which would barely cover my crotch and areolas.
"I have selected the cloth materials which would go transparent if it is wet, is it ok?" she questioned.
"I can't get wet on this beach because of the salty water," I said, disappointed. "It will make me feel sticky."
"I think you should try your size," she said.
I picked up the white one and asked her the direction for the trial room.
"Sorry mam, we don't have any trial room here but um...... I hope you won't mind changing here," she said and grinned.
I saw around the shop, there was a glass wall at the front of the store and the other three sides had concrete walls. I imagined how it would feel if someone saw me from the front side of the shop. The thought itself made me feel wet down there.
"It's ok for me to try the bikini here," I said and lifted the hem of my dress, which ended knee length and removed it.
"Wow.....you don't wear your inner wear?" She questioned.
First, I saw through the glass wall if I had any audience but there was none and then I replied to her that I had stopped wearing my inner wear from a long back.
I took out the bikini top and held it against my boobs, and tied the string behind my neck and back. It didn't hide my boobs completely, but covered my areolas and a small part of skin. I pinched my nipples to make it hard, then I saw my nipple poking through the material.
Next, I picked up the bikini bottom and slid it up. Till then I didn't know how wet I was. As soon as I wore my bikini bottom, my pussy was exposed through the material because as soon as I wore it, my pussy juice wetted the cloth and made the material transparent. Even the shopkeeper was surprised to see how wet I was. Then I checked the back part. It was perfect. A thread slid through my ass crack, which was widened further when it reached my pussy from down.
"I think this set is perfect for me," I stated.
"It suits you good," she told.
"Please pack this white one," I said.
"It is better you keep your belongings here and walk towards the beach, because there are no locker security facilities on the shore for you to keep your things safe," she informed.
"Ok" I said and kept my dress inside the side bag and handed it to her, keeping a towel with me.
My pussy was drenching my bikini bottom more and more because of the thought of walking a long distance to the beach. I knew that the only person to walk through the streets wearing the skimpiest bikini was me.
I told the shopkeeper that I would collect my side bag later in the evening.
She nodded and gave me a bottle of water and high heels.
"I don't need water now,"
"It is not to drink, just spill it on your bikini," she said, making a naughty expression.
I spill the water all over my bikini top and bottom. Now both the materials turned transparent. Then I removed my sandals and put on the high heels.
After putting on those heels, I understood why she gave it to me. When I walked wearing those heels, my ass cheeks swayed to the sides and jiggled more than with sandals.
I knew how every eye would penetrate through my body outside.
"Now you can go," she said and smiled.
As soon as I stepped outside the shop, I felt a tingle inside my pussy, which made me more confident.
With my first step, I swayed my ass as far as possible. Heels had given me a good posture, which added some beauty to my sexy slender legs.
Many guys stared at me on my way. I knew that most of them would have thought 'she is yet to reach the beach, but how is her bikini wet?'.
Most of the guys were dissatisfied, because they did not know how to concentrate on boobs, jiggling ass and pussy at the same time.
When I reached nearer to the shore, my bikini top had dried because of my body heat, but my bottom was still wet. I searched for a shop which sold water bottles to wet the material again. As I moved further towards beach searching for shop, I found two to three showers on the shore which were kept to help people clean their bodies, which would be drenched in sand while they return from the beach.
I went near the showers, with towel and heels in my hand because I couldn't walk through the sand wearing that high heels. I again watered my top and turned out in the direction of the board, which read as locker facilities. Then I got to know that the shopkeeper had arranged a good platform for my exhibition.
I walked on the beach where many foreigners were sunbathing. I stole every foreigners' attention with my transparent cloth. I spotted a place on the beach where it was most populated and lay my towel there.
After a while, I saw a man lying about four to five steps beside me. He was wearing a yellow colour speedo. That speedo was only just capable of covering his genitals. His body was very well built. I felt somewhat turned on seeing his genitals. When I lifted my sight from his genitals to face, I felt embarrassed, because he was watching me all the while. I suddenly turned my gaze towards the beach.
"Indian?" He asked, still facing me.
"Yeah, what about you?" I asked, avoiding eye contact.
"Indian" he replied.
After this small conversation, there was an awkward silence in between us.
"Where are you from?" I asked, still avoiding eye contact.
"Mumbai, where are you from?" He asked.
"Kerala," I replied, making eye contact for the first time.
"I think it is better we move to some deserted place on this beach," he said.
I saw his face with a shocked expression.
"Why are you surprised? I just mentioned it, so that we can talk there in total silence rather than shouting here," he said.
"Ok, let's go," I said and stood up, collecting my towel.
We walked through the people around us and reached a little farther away from the beach. Throughout the walk, I walked a little front to him so that he would get a good view of my ass.
"What about here?" he asked when we reached far away from the people.
I nodded and spread my towel.
"You look beautiful and sexy in this bikini," he said, and winked.
"You too look hot and handsome," I replied.
