"Hey, Linda" said the voice on the telephone. "Havent seen you in a bit and we're all going to the lake today! Remember the fun we had last time?"
Linda ground her teeth as she recognized the voice. Ajay! Hadn't he tired of his little games? She shuddered with revulsion remembering the drunken party where she met him and spent most of the night naked and groped. Then the next weekend they tricked her into getting in that cake wearing that slutty corset with her tits spilling over the top. Then they took that off her too and let the whole party
Touch and grab whatever they wanted. It had been a relief not to hear from him in a while and she had hoped he had moved on, but no....
"You vile, disgusting man!" she huffed. "You think I would EVER go near you again? The last time I was at the lake with you, you and those horrible lesbians stripped me and dragged me naked into their car! There is no way I want to go to the lake or anywhere with you and your sicko friends!"
"Well, Linda, the thing is.. " Ajay replied. "We got some of the pictures developed from the last party. You know, with you in the cake? That corset looks so good on you! And that smile when Ramon had it off and was squeezing your tits? But we can come by the house instead and let both you and Sam see them..."
Linda cursed inwardly. She couldn't let her sweet husband see...how could she explain...
"Alright! I'll come over in a few minutes, okay? But then you have to give the pictures to ME and just leave me alone!"
After hanging up, Linda went to her closet to pick out what to wear. "They're just going to try to take off whatever I wear. But maybe..."
Her fingers closed on a bright blue one piece suit. It had a high neck, bare back and bikini bottom, but the best thing was the straps--two on top, and four that tied on the side. It took forever to get on, but then, she reasoned, it would be equally hard to get it off. She wriggled into it, pulled a loose t-shirt over it, put on shorts and was ready to go.
Fifteen minutes later, she was in the car on the way to the lake. She had insisted on the front seat next to Greg who was driving. Ajay, Michelle, and Ramon had piled into the back seat, with Ramon directly behind her. For the first few minutes, the others ignored her, chatting about people she didn't know. She was perfectly fine being left just to gaze out the window.
Then it started to get HOT in the car.
"Why is the heater on?" Linda demanded. "It feels like its 100 degrees!"
"Well, Michelle gets cold so easily..." Greg said apologetically.
"Hey, Linds...have some water, Ajay offered.
Was he planning to dump it on her? She turned suspiciously, but he merely handed her a brown thermos while gazing at her innocently.
Twisting off the lid, She took a greedy gulp of it. God, she was parched!
Immediately, the fire in her throat told her of her mistake. Gagging, she tried to spit it out, but most of it was already down.
"AHHHHH! What the fuck?You idiots gave me vodka?"
Ajay grinned. "Everclear, actually. But youre so fun when you get buzzed. Want some more?"
Actually, the thought of being drunk and being able to ignore them was tempting, but she remembered what happened last time. As it was, the huge gulp of pure alcohol had already left her feeling a little light-headed.
God, it was so hot! She tried to fan herself with her hands, but her rapid movement only made her feel more sweaty.
"Maybe you need to take the t-shirt off?" Michelle said helpfully.
Yes, yes. That would help a little. And her suit was built so it WOULD stay on...
Shrugging off the shirt, she smiled smugly when she saw their reaction. Did they think she would have a bikini on or something?
Yet almost immediately, she felt hands behind her attacking the straps. Ajay and Ramon were pulling on the smaller side ties, while Michelle was tugging at the thick top tie. She hadn't expected this!
Her small hands moved quickly to hold on to the front of her suit. Two of the side straps were already untied, and they were working on the others...
"Stop!" she squealed.
The other two were off and they were tugging fiercely at the top one. Linda grimly held on, trying desperately to preserve her modesty, aware now that they were in the lake parking lot and she could see eyes from other beachgoers watching with interest.
BOING!
The strap broke, and her huge tits bounced out unencumbered. She saw a pair of teens outside the car looking on with delight. Her hands quickly encircled her boobs.
"You assholes! You tore my suit! Take me home--I cant wear it now!"
She felt close to tears. Again they had her naked in public? Why hadn't she just got in the back seat?
"C'mon, Linda. We just got here. Maybe we can fix it? I think I have some duct tape somewhere", Greg said, digging around in his glove box.
"Or you can walk home, " Ajay threatened. "You should have no problem getting a ride!". He leered at her torn top as she self-consciously tightened her arms over her chest.
"Stop it you guys," Michelle interjected. "Linds, I have an extra suit in my bag. Just put that on and you can cool off in that refreshing lake".
So Linda found herself naked in the car, the guys holding their towels up over the windows for her, although Ramon kept "accidentally" dropping his whenever she showed a little bit of herself uncovered.
"Ugh! Can you be careful! That old guy is just standing there and staring! He must have seen my tits five times already!"
The bottoms to the suit slid on easily. Michelle was short, but not lacking in ass. The top was the problem. It had clearly been made for a flat chested woman, and Linda struggled to get it over her boobs. It kept riding up from the bottom showing obscene amounts of underboob. Finally, Linda tied it very tight which pushed her cleavage up and out over the top.
"Well, it's not like your bras ever fit you, either," Ajay said helpfully.
They found a spot near the water to put their towels. Ramon and Ajay set up an umbrella and Linda lay down under it. They were treating her okay, she thought. Maybe today would turn out fine. The alcohol she had consumed earlier relaxed her and she closed her eyes...
Aaahhh! Cold! Cold! Her back!
She shot up from her towel, reaching desperately behind her for the...
Ice cube. Of course they would put ice on her back while she was sleeping. And of course, they would first make sure to untie--
"Aaaahhh! My tits! Goddam you!"
Her top was totally off and her huge tits on display for the whole beach to see. She saw everyone close by staring--the guys in wide-eyed appreciation, the girls with looks of condescension. She collapsed back on the towel, hands reaching behind her to grasp the bikini strings and regain her modesty.
"OMIGAWD, Gladys what is going on?" An old lady in a muumuu asked of her companion.
Gladys sniffed. "That's what the kids call a SKANK!"
The two old ladies cackled loudly.
Linda's mouth dropped open. She had to get away from all these grinning idiots and regroup. Leaping to her feet, she took off in a shambling gait for the water.
"GAWD...look at her!" Someone guffawed.
Dammit! Those assholes had messed with her bottoms, too! Her suit was totally up her butt, displaying her rounded ass almost completely. Face reddening, Linda pulled the wedgie free, as she strode off.
"Look at the skank! " Gladys crowed.
Linda swam out until her toes could barely touch. She wasn't a good swimmer, but she wanted to get away from anyone trying to follow her from shore. When it seemed she had ditched them, she began to work her way back to shore. The water felt nice, cooling her skin from the sun exposure and the flush of embarrassment.
"That's her, dude!"
A skinny red-haired teen was staring at her directly, excitedly nudging his two friends. With his hands formed into cups over his skinny chest, he exclaimed:
"Melons! You guys should have seen it! She was totally hanging out!"
Linda's arms came up and covered the top of her breasts showing in the shallow water.
