Thursday morning, I woke up to the noise of my husband heading out to play golf again, he kissed the top of my head, and he was out the door. Well, I guess today was going to be another beach day. I jumped in the shower, pulled my wet hair up on top of my head and slipped on my tiny white wicked weasel thong string bikini and headed out the door with my chair and tote on my shoulder.
After crossing the street, I began looking for Donna and Jessie so I would not have to be by myself today, but they were nowhere in sight. I turned left heading down the sidewalk in hopes of finding them further down the beach maybe, smiling as people were checking out my almost naked body in the tiny bikini. The further I walked the more attention I seemed to be getting from everyone watching me; I guess it was the smiles that told me something was array.
When I looked down, I noticed why! One of the triangles had moved over enough to show most of my big soft right nipple. Humm! I started to stop and fix it but figured it was not but a little farther to the beach access and I would stop and fix it there. I was wrong, two more steps and my tit just pop out!
A few guys whistled at me and made comments about tits. When I got to the beach access I stopped and started to fix my top with about eight or ten guys watching me. Instead, smiling at them, I just reached behind my back and untied the string, pulling the top over my head, stuffing it in my bag and headed toward the water.
I stopped next to a group of about four girls who looked to be college age, and I could tell they were not from around here, and they stared in disbelief as I set up my chair clad only in my revealing G-String bottoms.
After a bit we started talking and did the introductions thing and one of the curvy chestie girls, Karen, asked if this was a topless beach, she had heard it wasn't.
I told her I did not know but I had been topless every day I had been on the beach this week.
She said she had always wanted to go topless, but it was illegal on the beaches where she lived. I told her, "Now was your chance to flaunt them!"
She looked around, then at her friends who were now giggling, and off her top came, it did not take long for all of them to follow her after a few challenges and kidding.
After an hour or so and a few flips, I asked who was joining me in the water to cool off. They all started to get up, but two of them grabbed their tops and started to put them on,
Karen told them, "Leave the tops if we are going to do this, we are going all the way!"
They dropped their tops but covered up with their arms as we headed to the water. When we got to the water someone called out to Wendy. It was some guy with three other young men, who I later learned they were their boyfriends. The girls rushed into the water while the guys tried to catch up to us.
I took my time letting the guys catch up to me, knowing I would have their attention. They stared at my naked tits, and asked if this was a topless beach, I told them I didn't know, ask those topless girls and pointed to the girls in the water trying to hide under the beneath the waves as the water rose and fell around them flashing bare breast and others covered with hands. They asked me in disbelief, "They are topless too?"
"Oh yeah, just like me," I told them and into the water they ran. I headed back to my chair, folded it up, grabbed my tote and headed back down the beach toward my hotel. I stopped near a few hot guys in speedos and set my chair and tote down. I asked the guys if they minded watching my stuff while I went and got me a drink at the Candy Store across the street.
They said, "No problem."
I grabbed my small top made of mostly strings and a few bucks then head toward the beach access to go across the street. I pull the still tied strings of my top on over my head, tied the back together as best I could, sorta, just before I got to the access. Stopping to shower off the salt from my skin and hair. I heard a guy say out loud, "Damnnnn." Knowing that the tiny triangles covering my nipples and lips were now almost invisible.
I walked across the street and got my drink. The whole-time guys were staring at me with my tits spilling out the sides and center of the tiny, now sheer, top showing off my hard nipples and how barely covered my pussy was. I was loving the attention and made my tits bounce even more trying to force them from my top, which wasn't hard to do. Before I could get to the club, I had to put both tits back in my top a few times, but I would wait till they were complete exposed before I would fix my top each time. A few times I just let it ride pretending not to know.
I got my drink and headed back to the beach still putting on my show to whoever was watching me, it felt so erotic and slutty at the same time. I sat back down, took my top off and rolled onto my tummy to get some sun on my back and buns. I spent the next few hours there sunning and being on display to the guys who cared enough to look my way.
It was getting late when I decided it was time to call it a day and headed back to the room after putting my top back on. When I got back to the room there was a note from my husband telling me he was at a business/dinner meeting with some people he had met playing golf and would be back before 10:00.
Feeling horny and slutty having anticipated fucking my husband when I get back to the room. I figured I would just change clothes accordingly, and walk down the street and grab a bite to eat. Grabbing my old tattered jean shorts I sometimes wore as a cover over my bikini bottoms at home, I didn't bother to button or zip them up, then grabbed a sexy and revealing lace up lite cotton cropped top that showed off my tummy above my exposed bare pelvic bones and bare opening between my unsupported breasts. I intentionally left the lace loose after pulling it over my head to allow my boobs to move freely, unrestrained and on display, exposing a lot of extra cleavage, along with my shorts open to just above my smooth pussy, I felt so slutty, dressed but not properly.
Walking a few blocks alone, thinking to myself, "I don't need my husband to be with me to show off, I am rocking it!" I wanted to touch myself so bad but I resisted.
I could feel the eyes taking in my body. My breasts moving with each step half exposed under the thin loosely laced cotton top and my shorts moving on my hips feeling like they were about to drop to my ankles at any moment, open well below my pierced belly button.
I stopped at a shop and found a blue net cover up, which got my wheels turning for tonight's adventures. I bought it without even trying it on. Then headed to the Ice Cream shop for a dinner of Strawberry Ice Cream. It was getting dark, as I continued down the street a little further with my bag in hand towards the pub we had stopped at a few days ago and played pool.
While walking and eating my ice cream cone I could feel the right strap of the top moving off my shoulders, the movement of my tits had loosened the lace even more. I so wanted to let it go but there were still too many younger people on the streets shopping and being tourist.
One of the guys standing outside a bar saw me pushing the strap back up and said, "Damn young lady, why you doing that?" Then asked me to come in and play some more pool the whole time staring at my chest and barely covered nipples.
He laughed telling me he loved my shirt, commenting it wouldn't take much for me to fall out of it like the other night.
I told him, "It was still early and I wasn't dressed for it but I would be back in a few hours or so."
He laughed and told me, "I'll be waiting for you and please wear that top just like it is now!"
I laughed at him, "Why you wanting to see my tits again?" then continued down A1A wanting to be ogled.
I had walked all the way down to the Bahia Mar Hotel before I realized. I took the cross walk over to the beach side of A1A and head back toward where we were staying. I abandoned the sidewalk and headed toward the beach away from the crowded sidewalk to allow my top to do as it wished now heading into the slight breeze.
It didn't take long before the strap was once gain sliding off my shoulder, but this time I let it drop away falling to my elbow. Several older couples were out for their evening walks from the condos at the South end of Lauderdale. I was more than willing to let the older men have a peek at my swaying bare breast and open shorts as we passed each other, even though it didn't show as much as my bikini bottoms somehow it felt more revealing.
I continued that way for the half mile or so getting close to the hotel, I pulled the strap back up to cover myself before I headed to the sidewalk along A1A, then crossing to the other side where the bars and restaurants were.
I walked back to the room while enjoying the crowd of people more my age, again watching me sway and jiggling.
Back at the room jumped in the shower, added a bit of make-up, wrote my hubby a note telling him I would be at the pub playing pool with the guys and no telling what I will be wearing by the time he got there.
I then pulled the tags off blue net cover, slipping it on it was obviously designed to be worn over swimsuits or lingerie. The small holes, now stretched over my body were a lot bigger than I had anticipated they would be. To the point the holes were big enough that my hard nipples poked through, not really covering anything. I knew my husband was going to stroke out when he catches up with me later. I felt almost naked in it wearing thing under it, I grabbed a pair of spiked heels I brought.
I stepped back and looked in the minor, and it was obvious I wasn't wearing a thing under it, my big soft nipples perfectly on display, everything showed, it was so short that it barely covered my butt, which only added to my excitement making me damp between my legs.
The sun I had gotten today had made a small patch of untanned skin in the front where my thong bottom had been, adding to the visual effect of my near nakedness. I headed out the door and straight to the Pub.
I felt so sexy walking down A1A practically naked, my tits swaying and ass jiggling. People staring at me, some smiling at me, a few making complementing comments just loud enough for me to hear.
The guys I had played with a few nights ago cheered as I came around the corner and through the door, one of them asked why I didn't just come naked, I told him I might leave that way! Another cheer went up and one of them handed me a beer.
I then told him, I wanted to shoot some pool, so he walked over to the bartender and asked for 10 dollars in quarters, introduced himself as Willie and slapped the quarters down on the table, "Your table," he said, and he racked the balls up for me. I asked what we were playing for, Mike quickly said your dress, I told him let's start with beers, I ain't that good!
He told me to break and then he and a bunch of the other guys headed to the end of the table to watch me bend over and break. I already knew the game, so I spread my feet a bit and slowly bent over at the waist and showed them just what they were looking for. The bikini cover wasn't that long to start with, so when I leaned over a little I could feel it sliding over my butt showing all my charms, hoping I was showing them my bare puffy lips, I wanted them to see as much of me as possible.
