I met Sophie in the early summer a few years ago, she was a friend of the girl I had a huge crush on and at the time it seemed she took a shine to me, but being so wrapped up in her friend I wasn't very interested. Something I would come to regret for a while.
Over the following weeks I barely saw any of those girls and by the time I plucked up the courage to ask Sophie on a date it turned out she had just got a boyfriend. I was downhearted but was ok with it, I could still get to know her and be her friend. I was just finishing college and she was a year younger, though only a teen she could have passed for being in her 20's, she had both beauty and enthusiasm - she had the body of someone older and as it turned out experience to match it!
I however had never been too lucky in love, though not ugly or unlikeable I lacked confidence often needed and had never really had a girlfriend. I was always wanting to be a gentleman rather than a player keeping score, I would sit back and wonder why these girls would ask for a guy like me only to then run off with a complete idiot? I found out its often because those guys would make it clear what they wanted and girls like that, even if they do really want the gentleman underneath.
As college began to approach the end of the year, and the end of my time there, Sophie and I had had a few decent conversations, and she said how her boyfriend as well as her best friend where both going away for most of the summer holidays and she wasn't sure what she would do because none of her other friends where that close, I lived 5 minutes walk away and said she could hang out with me anytime she liked, not expecting her too at all!
But she did, almost instantly, she was around my house and I was around hers, we would walk too and from college together and we would just spend every spare moment at each others houses, and when we weren't together we where on the phone to each other, a strong friendship grew remarkably quickly and I was just so blown over by her boldness, some of the things she would say or ask where just so... I had never talked of such things before.
She wanted to know my sexual experiences, if I masturbated and how often, what too, did I ever think of her when I did?.. I gave her a coy look and she would grin with a playful giggle.
"What do you think about when you think of me?"
She had the most amazing long brown hair, the prettiest face, a beautifully toned stomach and well shaped legs, but the killer attribute was her breasts. A large CC on her athletic frame, very firm. She often talked of not wearing a bra and being proud that she didn't need to, i had rarely seen this actually occur though at that time but the idea really turned me on.
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"I just think of how pretty you are", I blurted.
I was still new to this kind of opening up and she just said "aww how sweet." and left it at that.... for now. But she would tease of things all the time and she seemed to love to try and tease me sexually, she loved to sunbath and she would strip down to her bikini right in front of me, wearing it underneath her clothes. This would never fail to turn me on but just being around her was arousing.
If I was lucky she would wear something revealing, a short skirt or tube top, she wasn't a fan of her legs or stomach though I often said how great they where. And though she said she hated to show off her body Im pretty sure she loved it, because she would always like the looks and compliments going her way when she did.
I had been learning to drive for the last few months, and eventually I passed my driving test, I already had a car that I had bought using money I had inherited following the death of my father years prior. This new freedom unlocked a world of possibilities for Sophie and I. She loved to go driving and loved to go shopping, she loved to try on new things and show me them and I loved her dressing up for me. We would walk around the shops and she'd give playful little comments about wearing a dress like that with no underwear or that she liked denim jackets but would want to go without a bra or anything else underneath. I would say to do it and she'd give a cheeky grin and say "maybe.."
What I could never quite understand was her choosing of entire outfits just to go shopping in, but again I loved the dress up act and she was planning a holiday with Danny her boyfriend when he got back from his long trip in America so wanted do get all she could before he got back. She wanted clothes to wow him and remind him what he missed, the things we looked at at times blew my mind.
I remember one time we where out and saw a few things she wanted to try on, one top tied up the middle of the front, from cleavage down to the pubic muscle, meaning it would reveal quite a bit of cleavage and skin and that nothing could be worn underneath. I stood outside the changing room waiting for her to come out. At first she came out wearing the other items which weren't that great, she then came out wearing the top which was actually quite subtle and nice, we both liked it and she wanted to buy it, as she got back in the changing room she left the curtain quite open at one side and I could see in so clearly from just outside the changing rooms, i found myself staring in like I've never stared at anything before, the excitement of what I may see was pitching a tent in my trousers and with her back turned I realised she may turn around and see me staring...did she do this deliberately? Either way I didn't care I was watching until someone told me not too, the rest of the world stopped and everything seemed to go into slow motion. With her back turned Sophie began to pull the top up and up, it got to the point where her bra strap would be but of course there was no bra... the top went over her head and there she was topless. She stopped and looked at herself for a moment with her back still facing me before turning slightly giving me a view of the side of her breast and then her nipple sticking out a long way. I waited for her to grab her red bra and the red halter top she had been wearing that day but only saw her grab a red top, she pulled it over her head and down past her breasts, I then realised she wasn't putting a bra on as she pulled the ties up around her neck and tied the back. She suddenly turned the other way and came out the side of the booth that hadn't been open... maybe this was luck or maybe it was deliberate but either way she didn't have to deal with the curtain being a quarter open on the other side. As she came out i realised the top she had was a different one to what she was wearing earlier, it was more like spandex than her cotton one and clung to her like a second skin, her nipples stuck out and I could clearly see her areolas. The top only covered her breasts leaving her stomach exposed, I loved how much of her it showed but agreed it didn't look right and wouldn't be a good buy.
As she went back in the changing room I hoped she would leave the curtain so open again but she seemed to see the gap on the open side as it had now grown leaving the booth half open and she closed it leaving just a peek open, I couldn't really see in and realised it was probably for the best.
On another shopping trip at a different mall she went to try on some clothes and once again wanted me to go into the changing area with her, not the booth itself just the area outside that, and as seemed to always be the case there weren't any other customers around and no attendant to tell me I couldn't be in the female changing area. Rather than curtains this place had wooden doors with a big slit at head height where you could see in and out, I stood a way back with Sophie feeling weird asking if I could see in, I could only see her face and assured her of that and she eventually began to change, when she got to her bra she once again looked up and said "can you see in?" I looked her in the eye then pretended to look down her body and back up before she shouted to stop teasing, I said "who's teasing your stood in front of me undressing? With that she looked me in the eyes and unhooked her bra holding it next to her head, she then put her hand through the slit and asked me to take her bra and look after it as she wouldn't need it anymore. a few moments later she opened the doors wearing a bright red shirt, she had clearly struggled to do all the buttons up so I suggested a more liberal look and to undo some of them, so she undid the top few buttons leaving her large cleavage on view along with a good portion of breast. She then decided to undo a few at the bottom of the shirt leaving her stomach somewhat exposed, I could see her belly and with only two buttons tied whilst being quite well covered she looked really sexy and decided to buy the shirt.
When Sophie left the changing room she was back in the white top she arrived in of course this time there was nothing to hold her breasts in place and the circle of her nipples was darker and quite visible, but she acted as though nothing was any different and spent the rest of the day like that.
Following these trips and a few others Sophie would more and more often choose tops that eccentuated her breasts, and then chose not to wear a bra when doing so, this meant that if we did go shopping whatever she tried in the shops she still didn't have a bra on, i think we both got a kick from this, Shirts and halter tops, thin white tops all looked stunning, she would leave a few buttons on shirts undone to show her braless nature and ridiculous amount of cleavage, it was often such a distraction I cant actually remember anything else because my entire focus was on the beauty in front of me.
A few weeks before the end of term the weather was warm and Sophie was wearing a short black skirt and a white strappy top, she had an actual shirt in her bag but would remove it whenever she wasn't in class.
On that particularly hot day we had just met outside my car waiting to go home, or somewhere at least when she started conversation in ways only Sophie could.
"I forgot to wear a bra today Ben" ,
"How do you forget to wear a bra?" I replied,
"Im not sure I was just getting dressed and I'm so used to not wearing one in this hot weather that I guess I just forgot! The boys in my classes didn't seem to mind, though it wasn't obvious I don't think"
"No I wouldn't have known. Next you'll be going without all your underwear!" I said jokingly.
"well....now you mention it.."
