It was a hot day followed by a cool night. We were standing on the beach finishing our last two beers. The waves were beautiful and the breeze felt wonderful on my bare legs. Well, not completely bare, but enough of them extending out of my jean shorts to enjoy the breeze.
My name is Holli and I am an 18-year-old college student in Texas. I was on the beach with my friend and roommate Rachel. It was Rachel’s 19th birthday and we went out to celebrate. We started out at a nightclub called Joe’s. It was a local hotspot frequented by a lot of college students. We had a great time dancing with a lot of guys from school. Rachel, especially, was attracting a lot of attention tonight.
I have to admit she was looking very nice. Standing there on the beach away from the blast of the music and voices was allowing me to really look at her for the first time tonight. She was beautiful. Her face is perfect with dazzling green eyes and her hair is black and flowing down to the middle of her back. She stands around 5’7” with very long legs. Her legs were especially lovely that night as we had been lying out on the beach for the last few days and they had a golden glow to them.
It also didn’t hurt that they were flowing out from under a very sexy outfit. It was kind of a cross between a jumper and a dress. It was white and made of soft cotton and it extended to the middle of her thighs. Short enough to be sexy yet long enough to leave something to the imagination. The sexy part of this outfit though is the neckline. It plunges just enough to give a glimpse of cleavage and it has laces right up the middle starting about 5 inches from the top. She had the strings loose and hanging which somehow put the finishing touch on the outfit. Yep, she turned many a head that night.
I stood there in admiration of my friend and how she seemed to be a little brighter than everyone around her. The wind was blowing her hair gently as she looked out over the ocean. It was also blowing the laces on her top, drawing attention to her breasts trying to peek out through the laces. Her breasts are not overly large, I think a 36B, but very perky and stand up proud on her chest. Her best feature, though, is at the end of her long legs. She has a perfect ass. It is firm and seems to fit perfectly atop her legs. It is best displayed in a tight pair of jeans but it was well noticeable that night.
As you can tell, I admire Rachel a lot. She is a year older than me and a sophomore while I am but a lowly freshman. She took me under her wing when I first arrived at school and we have been best friends ever since. She is always telling me that I am beautiful. I think I am pretty and I guess my figure is pretty good. My hair is blonde and my eyes are blue. My breasts are a little bigger than Rachel’s and also benefit from the blessing of youth. They stand out on their own and allow me to go without a bra sometimes.
Tonight would be one of those times as I am wearing a red halter top with spaghetti straps that is moderately low cut. Because of the thin straps/strings it is not the kind of shirt you can stick a bulky bra underneath. It was probably designed for girls with smaller breasts but I liked the way mine occasionally pushed against the fabric. I needed something to attract attention with Rachel looking so hot. I am 5’6” so my legs are relatively long also. I have to admit they looked good with a fresh tan.
Anyway, enough of that. We were standing on the beach at about 1:00 o’clock in the morning. We were trying to cool down after a night of dancing and drinking. Our hair was pretty wet with sweat. As you can probably guess from my descriptions we were dancing quite a lot. We also worked very hard to keep the college boys’ hands off of us.
Rachel especially had trouble. There were these two guys from one of her classes who harassed her most of the night. There were cute enough but neither of us was looking to hook up that night. We just wanted to dance and have a good time.
Their favorite trick was to flick her skirt up in the back while she was dancing with someone else. A few times they were able to get it up far enough to catch a glimpse of her ass. She was wearing her pink lace thong so there wasn’t anything covering her beautiful butt.
They would also walk by and grab one of the laces on her top, causing it to stretch. After a few times the shirt was hanging a little lower, giving anyone a nice view if they were tall enough to look from the top.
She put up with this abuse for a couple of hours and then we left with some other friends to go to a private party at someone’s house. This was fun for a while until some guys got the idea it would be fun to throw girls into the pool. We watched 4 girls get tossed in. This particular blonde girl got thrown in and when she got out her nice summer dress was transparent and clinging to her body. She was not wearing a bra either and all of her assets were on display. She must have been very drunk because she didn’t seem to mind and continued to mingle.
Rachel and I looked at each other and decided we should split before we were chosen to go in. We left the party and came here to the beach. We were now burning up time and beer before we headed for home.
We finished our beers and got into her Mustang convertible to head home. I loved this car. Her daddy had bought it for her when she graduated high school. Rachel’s family was a little better off financially than mine so it was fun to hang with her and enjoy her things.
We were getting close to home and traveling down this city street. This particular street had a few streetlights but was not very well traveled and office buildings covered both sides of the street, making it seem dark and creepy. It didn’t bother us though as we were feeling good and playfully arguing over what song we were going to play next on the CD. Rachel reached over to hit the skip button and that was when I heard the sickening crunch of metal and shattering of glass.
We both looked up to see that we had hit a car in front of us. I guess we hit it pretty hard because it had lurched forward a few feet and I could tell all of the brake lights were smashed and the trunk was dented.
“Oh shit!” Rachel said as she was unbuckling her seat belt to get out of the car. I was scared and I couldn’t seem to move. She opened her door and started to get out when the driver door opened on the car in front. Out stepped a huge black man and he did not look happy. Rachel got out and he met her at the front of her car.
“Just what do you think you were doing, bitch!” the man screamed.
Rachel looked up at him, he must have been a foot taller than her and said, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you.”
“What, are you blind? This car is pretty big, how could you not see it?” the man screamed again. He seemed very angry and his size made him especially scary.
“I am so sorry, sir” Rachel said again.
He looked at her and his face was contorted with rage. He grabbed her hair and yanked her towards his car. He pushed her face close to his broken taillights.
“Look what you have done, bitch! Do you know how much this is going to cost to fix?” he said, holding her face close to his bumper as she frantically tried to escape his grip.
“Please stop, you’re hurting me. I said I was sorry and my father will pay for your car.” Rachel said as she started to sob.
He pulled her up to a standing position. I could tell he was pulling her up by her hair because she screamed in pain and her feet were barely touching the ground. She was trying to hold herself up by grabbing his arms. I noticed then how black this guy was because of the sharp contrast between his arm and Rachel’s hand.
“Daddy will pay for my car, huh?” He said.