This story takes place when I was twenty-two years old and my boyfriend, Jim, was twenty-four. I had been dating Jim for less than a year. Poor Jim didn't know yet how much of a devil and an exhibitionist I could really be.
I decided to hatch a plan with my girlfriend, Kathy. We would invite Jim to go to the beach with us. Then we would take our bathing suits off and go totally nude. Then I would seduce him in front of Kathy.
Kathy and I had been friends for a long time. We often went to the beach together and sunbathed nude. We also shared our erotic fantasies. I never told Jim about my adventures with Kathy. I'll have to tell you more about those another time.
I love to go nude at the beach. I love to show off my naked tits to the guys and to watch their cocks get stiff.
One sunny summer morning, I told Jim that Kathy had called to ask if we wanted to go to the beach. It would just be the three of us. He said "Sure."
I put on my bikini and a cotton T shirt and shorts. I also packed some cold drinks. It wasn't long before Kathy picked us up in her car.
Kathy and I talked and giggled and laughed all the way to the beach. We were eagerly anticipating what we were going to do to my unsuspecting boyfriend.
When we got to the beach, Kathy parked at the far end of the lot. Then we started to walk in a direction away from the main beach.
After about twenty minutes of walking Jim asked, "Why are we walking so far?"
I said, "You'll see."
Kathy and I continued to giggle, so I wondered if Jim started to suspect that we were up to something. Finally, we came to an isolated part of the beach.
I said, "Kathy and I come here often. This is our favorite spot. We have this part of the beach all to ourselves."
The three of us laid our towels on the sand. I took off my T shirt and shorts and Jim also took his clothes off, except, of course, for his swimming trunks. Kathy also stripped down to her bathing suit.
Let me tell you a little more about what Kathy and I were wearing. We had both agreed to wear string bikinis that didn't leave much to the imagination. I wore a black bikini and Kathy's was red.
I am a petite 5 feet 2 inches tall. I have black hair and I weigh less than 100 pounds and my breasts are a 36B. I have been told that my breasts are very perky and that I have a nice little bottom that guys love to squeeze. I am outgoing and I like to have fun.
Kathy, on the other hand, is about 5 feet 7 inches tall. She has reddish hair and her breasts are a 36C and her bikini top revealed a lot of her cleavage. She obviously wasn't shy about showing off her well endowed breasts! Kathy also likes to have fun although she isn't quite as mischievous as I am.
Kathy and I continued our plot. We relaxed in the sun. For the next hour, Kathy and I were non-stop talking and laughing. Jim mostly listened.
I finally decided to move on to the next step of the conspiracy. I said, "I hate tan lines. I think I'm going to take off my top."
Kathy said, "There isn't anyone else here. I think I will too."
All Jim could say was, "Go ahead." He had a smile on his face like a little kid in a candy store.