My name is Mel; I'm 26 and live in Australia.
Two summers ago, I had an experience that excites me till this day. I thought I would write about it to help relive it in my mind. I hope you enjoy it also. This is it...
I was working behind the bar part time at a men's club in Adelaide. The normal sort of 'topless dancing' and 'private dance' place. I didn't go topless, but I did wear sexy lingerie and a smile. Often the bra would be fairly see-thru, so I'm not shy about my body.
I am a brunette, with half-Italian blood. I have a good figure, which I keep in good shape by working out at a gym and practicing yoga. My boobs are a D-cup.
I talk to the clients a lot, many of them are regulars. One guy in particular was quite nice, and not bad to look at. His name was Trent and he worked in the CBD and visited two or three times a week. He was 34 and a photographer with our city's newspaper.
He kept telling me I was very beautiful and extremely photogenic, and if I ever wanted to create a portfolio, he would do it for me. One night I finally said yes, as long as it was free. We agreed to meet at a local beach called Glenelg the next day, which was on a Friday during the school holidays in January. I was to wear summer sun clothes and a bikini.
We met as agreed and he took photos of me on the lawns and near buildings. We then went out onto the sand and I stripped down to my bikini. I felt like a real model as he had me pose on a towel then near the water. I was enjoying the attention from him and other people on the beach.
He showed me a bikini he had in his bag, a tiny 'wicked weasel' brand of bikini. He suggested I swap out my larger and less sexy bikini. I was aroused by the idea, but said that too many kids and families were around. He agreed so we got into his car and drove south to the less busy beaches. As we drove, he suggested Maslin's nudist beach would be ideal; no one would blink at my tiny bikini.
I agreed it would be fun, so half an hour later, we arrived. It was nowhere near as busy as Glenelg, so we put our things down and got ready. I put the tiny bikini bottoms on under my dress, and then just swapped the tops in full view of him. I took my dress off and put a small sarong around my waist.
Trent moved me around in different poses, which were not sexual, but it had me more aroused, as there were nude men and woman watching me from a distance. He then had me drop the sarong so he could see the tiny g-string bikini. It hardly covered my pussy it was that small. Trent had me move into knee-deep water, leaning, bending, turning etc...
I noticed two guys had followed me in; they kept their distance but were in the water just to watch me. I blushed and enjoyed the stares. I was acting like a professional model, and then Trent suggested I take my top off, so I did! I have firm boobs and when excited my whole areola puffs up. They sort of 'protrude'. It makes my boobs seem even more pert and firm. Well, I was very puffy!!
I threw my top onto the beach and continued to pose. I was having the time of my life, and it seemed Trent was too, I could see a nice bulge in his shorts. We were getting more risqué; I was shyly covering parts of my boobs and pouting. Trent had me turn sideways to get a good view of my boobs, and then had me face away with my legs slightly apart. He said he loved the shape of my bottom, and I could feel his eyes and lens on my pussy, which was bursting to get out of its tiny g-string.
He then called me back to the towel and bags for a rest. I had attracted about 10 onlookers, mostly men, but a few women. My little g-string was fully see-thru, now it was wet. Luckily I was neatly and fully shaved. We had a drink and I soaked up the sun on my towel.
I was totally horny; it was a real highlight in my humdrum life. I was enjoying the sun on my near naked body and drifted off in an erotic daydream for a few minutes. When I opened my eyes, I turned to look at Trent, he was now nude. He had a lovely tanned body and a long slender cock lying on his tummy. I asked him if he had come here before and he said yes, a few times. I told him I was having a ball. He saw me look at his cock and it started to grow, so he turned over onto his tummy and continued to talk.
I asked if we were going to take any more photos and he said yes, after a swim. We got up and played around in the water. He was trying to hide his semi hard-on, but not well enough. He told me to stay in the water, but to take my tiny g-string off. He took it back to our stuff, put his shorts on and brought his camera back. I laughed at him being a prude in shorts; he said he was having issues controlling his physical appearance. I just laughed and said, "Hard-on, you mean." He said, "Yep!"
So he took photos of me in the nude, all over, posing in every position that would not get us arrested. My admirers were back staring, and I played up to them. Occasionally touching my pussy, but not overtly sexually, just somewhat accidentally.
