Copyright 2008 by Stormbringer
Nikki Nipples Vs. The Lifeguard
11/18/08
Nikki didn't want to do it, but it made Alex so very happy and it helped alleviate her guilt over having sex with the two Mexicans earlier that day. She posed in the baby doll nighty while Alex took another picture. The lingerie was light blue and nearly transparent. Her nipples were perfectly visible through the cups as was her shaved crotch. Folds of transparent material fell off the bra and down to her panties. "And this place didn't carry any bikinis?" she asked while Alex had her pose with her hands holding her hair up.
"No," lied Alex, "Just lingerie. Did you mean what you said?"
"Yes honey, I'll wear whatever you buy me." Nikki's husband had somehow located a store that sold lingerie for women with thin figures, but huge breasts. The poor man had begged her to wear sexy lingerie early in their relationship, but Nikki hated showing off her body. Now, it was the least she could do to make up for her infidelity. Besides, it made her proud the way he felt about her looks and to give him credit, it wasn't just her new breasts either. He had always been proud of her looks and figure.
"Now, lets see what you look like out of that lingerie."
"Not until you put that camera down," said Nikki reaching up to pull her bra strap down. Nikki stripped and posed for Alex nude, while he quickly undressed. Just weeks ago, she hadn't even let him see her nude. Alex made like he wanted to go down on her again, but Nikki wasn't about to let that happen after having two Mexican's deposit loads of sperm in her pussy. She kneeled before Alex and sucked his dick to it's full unimpressive glory. Her husband was probably a foot taller then the Mexicans, but his prick was three inches smaller. Still, his blood flow problem wasn't bothering him today. Nikki sucked him for a few minutes, then pushed him back on the bed. She straddled him, sinking his dick into her pussy. He came before she did, but she kept grinding their crotches together while he sucked on one of her nipples until she finally came also. She fell by his side and the two fell asleep.
Alex was already gone when she woke up the next morning. Nikki climbed out of bed and stretched nude. She showered and applied her eye make up. Nikki put her bikini on and peeked out the back window. The Mexicans were back and it looked like there were more of them. Damn it! If she wanted to get a strong base tan before Jamaica, she was going to have to drive to the beach and she did not want to wear the scandalous bikini in public.
Nikki retrieved the bag Alex had hidden the lingerie in. She only half believed him that this place didn't carry bikinis. He desperately wanted her wearing the bikini or nothing at all on their anniversary trip to the Caribbean. The bag was from a store called Pole Dancer's Boutique that she had never heard of and it was all the way in Los Angeles. Too bad.
Nikki decided to go to the beach after all. She'd just wear something over her bikini and not take it off until she was relaxed in her chair or lying on her towel. Maybe, the beach wouldn't be crowded.
The beach was crowded.
Nikki was wearing a short sun dress over her bikini and flip flops. She carried a folding chair under her arm and a tote bag over her shoulder as she struggled through the sand. She was sweating by the time she found a spot that suited her. Southern California was warm all year, but right now it was unusually hot for November. Nikki set her chair up and sat down in it. She was wearing her dark sunglasses. She scanned the area around her. Men were surreptitiously or openly watching her. They were waiting for the unveiling. The moment when a female sunbather pulled her clothes off and they could check her body out. She didn't want to give anyone a show, so she waited. Nikki took her paperback out. She was still reading the Herotica book. She opened it and pretended to read. The men watching her quickly lost interest and moved on to the next attractive woman marching down the beach. Nikki quickly raised her ass off the chair and pulled the dress up past her hips and over her head. She sat back down trying to sink deeper into the chair. Nikki frowned with anger. She had been chased out of her own backyard by a couple of Mexicans and here she was trying to look inconspicuous on a public beach. It was hard to look inconspicuous when you had size EE breasts and a bikini that barely covered the nipples. She was satisfied that she had angled the chair away from any male prying eyes.
The next story in her book was about a wife on vacation that got drunk and stumbled into the wrong hotel room. She slept with the man in the bed who felt bigger and lasted longer then her husband normally did. The story after that was about a woman who desperately needed money and turned to stripping. She developed an exhibitionist streak and found that stripping reinvigorated her sex life with her husband. Nikki put the book down. She could feel the dampness in her bikini bottoms. Her nipples were at their hardest raising the bikini top off her breasts. She felt hot and was breathing heavily. She needed to cool off. Nikki stood and waked down to the water. Every male eye in the vicinity immediately zoomed in on her. This is so embarrassing, she thought. I've become nothing but a sex object. Nikki put her toe in the cool water. Some of the men watching her had objects in their hands. They were cameras. The world is full of perverts, she thought and it saddened her.
Nikki was an excellent swimmer, but still the water was rougher then she liked. There was a large storm system lurking off the coast and the waves were large and the surf rough. Still, she didn't like the thought of having men sneaking pictures of her to show their friends or worse, jerk off to. Nikki waded deeper trying to cover her bare ass. The water was cold and her nipples hardened until the little bumps around them swelled up. For once, her nipples were so hard, it wasn't sexual. It was even a little painful as they rubbed against her bikini. Nikki lowered herself in the water to cover her ass. Her body shuddered as a large wave broke nearby. She had to get past the break and out of the surf. She stood and hurried through the water, trying to get deeper between waves. She succeeded, but a big wave was approaching. It was starting to turn white at the crest. The wave was going to break early. Nikki knew what to do when a wave was about to break on you. She dived into it. Nikki felt the power of the wave roll over her body as she cut through the water. She burst through the surface and gasped for air. It felt exhilarating! She stood and wiped her long dark hair from her eyes. Her feet left the sand several times as smaller waves rolled past her. Nikki looked back at the beach. There were more cameras now. More men. They weren't trying to be sneaky anymore. They were openly taking pictures of the wet ocean nymph. An object floated closer to shore, just beside the break. It was a small blue and white piece of cloth. Nikki looked down and saw her bare breasts, the focal point of so many zoom lenses right now. Nikki was topless!
Nikki screamed. Her arms covered her breasts and she squatted down to hide them under the water. She was inexperienced wearing bikinis and her knot hadn't held. She scrambled towards the break, arm stretched out for her bikini top. She was barely aware of the roar in her ears until it was too late. She turned to dive, but the wave caught her. Nikki held her breath as the wave pushed her down and under. Fear gripped her as she rolled on the ocean bottom. Sand and rocks scraped her skin. Her head came clear of the water, but then the surf started trying to suck her back deeper again. Nikki pushed herself to her feet and fell to her knees. Her breasts dangled down ponderously. She rose to her feet still dazed, but noticed her crotch was bare now. She'd lost her bottoms too. Men were still taking pictures of her as she stood swaying on her feet. Why weren't the jerks helping her? One man did come to help her. Nikki looked up as a hunky, muscular lifeguard jogged up to her. He held an open towel. He wrapped the towel around her body as she fell into his arms.
The lifeguard helped her towards his stand. "Are you alright, Mrs.? Do you need medical attention?"
"I'm ok. Just stunned," gasped Nikki. The lifeguard was typical of his breed. He was fit and muscular. His skin was bronzed by the sun. His hair look to be brown normally, but it was sun bleached. He looked barely out of high school. "Thank you."
The lifeguard winked at her. His white chair held a radio which crackled. "Bring her in to the station to get checked out, Luke."
The lifeguard, Luke, looked over at Nikki and sighed. He actually looked a little sad as he picked the radio back up. "Roger that. I'm bringing her in to station. Cover this section of the beach until I return." Luke put the radio down. "Let me try to find your bikini." He ran down to the surf and looked around. Nikki watched another lifeguard running down the beach towards them. Probably Luke's replacement. "No luck on the bikini," said Luke returning. "I need to escort you up to the station."
"No need, I'm feeling fine." Nikki smiled at him. "I have a dress back at my spot. Let me go get it."
"No time now. My replacement only has a shirt window of time to cover this section of beach. I'm sure you're aware of how dangerous surf like this can be."
"Yes, I'm aware, but I mean it, I feel fine. It just shook me up, that's all."
"Sorry Miss. It's our policy to make sure you're alright. It's required by the city's insurance and keeps us from getting sued. We won't take long and you can shower the sand off your body." Luke took Nikki's arm and escorted her towards the lifeguard station. It was only a block away, but Nikki found herself struggling through the sand. Being wiped out by the wave had exhausted her.
They entered the lifeguard station which appeared deserted. There was a radio room with a long view of the beach. The building also held a small medical room. "Why don't you shower and I'll patch you up," said Luke. "You're bleeding on your left knee."
Nikki looked down and noticed that he was right, blood was trickling down her leg. Luke led her toward the showers. The lifeguard showers resembled the public showers several blocks away except here they were unisex. One wall was covered with lockers and the other had small individual showers with pull curtains. A long bench ran before the showers. The showers were connected to the bathroom which held a mirror. Nikki could see herself in the mirror. She looked awful. Her eye makeup had run down her cheeks. Her hair was caked with sea salt and sand, as well as bits of seaweed. She saw some minor scrapes and bruises, but the one on her knee was the only one bleeding. "Maybe I do need a shower," she said.
