I just like it. It makes me think about what I like about guys who get naked for me. I have been around a lot of naked guys... nude beaches, photo shoots, adult resorts, the occasional strip club. I have seen my share of guy's cocks. Some guys on here will occasionally share themselves with me, which I love because they are committed to giving me something back. I think guys get too hung up about the size of their cocks, though. I'll admit that I like this pic because PT's cock looks thick to me. But, to be honest, the hottest things about a guy's cock is how he uses it...his sense of comfort and confidence with it.
I have a picture of a guy that I met on a nude beach. He was older than me and in ok, but not terrific, shape. He struck up a conversation with PT about fishing or something. He was very respectful toward me (eyes stayed up with mine) and was confident and funny. He was just a very nice, engaging, older man. We probably sat in our chairs and talked for two hours while PT was fishing. I talked to him about the little bit of modeling that I had been doing recently and he complimented me. I complimented him back telling him that he had a nice dick, which he did. It wasn't really big but it was just nice, it had a nice shape to it. I meant it. When PT came back and asked how we were doing I joked and said that we were talked about how nice "Carl's" cock is. PT deadpanned, "That's nice, Baby. Good to see that you are sexually harassing the guests again. I can't take you anywhere."
OK, I'm getting side tracked. The situation ended with the guy asking for a pic of me and PT together, which we gave, and then PT took a few pictures of me with the guy, making sure to crop out our heads. I grabbed the phone and asked if I could take a pic of "Carl's" cock, half joking. PT encouraged it and Carl said sure but he wanted to be "remembered well." So, he started stroking it a little to get it hard. PT, knowing me, said, "Oh Jesus, here we go," because I was instantly turned on. Watching this guy thrust his hips into his hand was just awesome. I just love the way a guy moves when he's getting hard.. I love the sense of power, of control that exudes from a guy getting hard. The message is along the lines of, "I'm going to get this good and ready and then, when I'm ready, I'm going to use this on you. I'm going to use it on you in all sorts of ways, but eventually, this is going into you."
That's why I like it when guys get themselves hard and masturbate for me. It's fulfilling to be an object of their passion, but the act is so..... powerful. They just seem so powerful when they are cumming.
BTW, I still have that pic. His cock is standing straight up.
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Tgirlie & Ptguy: I have one more installment to share from the hiking story. But first, I thought that I'd repost this pic. I wondered if anyone had a keen enough eye for detail to pick this up. You guys really need to study my pics more closely ;-)
I know some of you think I make these stories up. I do not. I may remember some things in a way that pumps up the eroticism, but that's me just sharing what's going on in my mind while things are happening or while I'm turned on in my memories.
So, there you go. I was really tied up just off of a trail and there really were people walking awfully close (closer than I would have allowed had I known it).
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Tgirlie & Ptguy: Hiking 6 (If you haven’t already, you might want to go back and catch up with parts 1-5 before you read this. I think it would make this better.)
The next thing I felt was something rubbing up and down between the folds of my pussy. I knew that feeling. He was teasing me with the head of his cock now. I stood still this time and only opened my mouth a little hoping he would kiss me. He did. I felt his cock slide up and down more as I became wetter. There. He was at the right angle now, just beneath me. He could push in. Please push in.
“Don’t worry. I’m going to fuck you. Just not yet. I have to share you some more.” And then the pictures started again. I could now hear the shutter as he clipped them off, the flash beeping in between. Hopefully this is it for the pictures, I thought. Shortly after, the camera stopped. I could feel him untying my hands. Finally. He helped me step away from the tree. He turned my body a bit, I couldn’t tell but maybe about 90 degrees to my right. He hadn’t taken the restraints off my wrists so he was still able to pull my arms back slightly so that my hands were slightly behind me. I could feel his cock pressed against my ass. I reached for it. He let me this time. I grabbed his thick cock with one hand and started to stroke him slowly. He was so hard. I needed him in me. I moaned…
“Mmmmmm…” “Yeah, baby. Get me hard” “You’re already there.” “Yes I am. Do you like taking off your clothes for men?” “You know I do.” “Do you like watching them stroke for you?” “Yes.” “Do you like watching them cum?” “Yessssss.” He reached down with one hand to play with my pussy while the other worked my tits. That freed up one of my hands to reach behind and play with his hair while he nibbled on my neck.
“Do you wish they were watching you now?” “Yes.” “What would you want them to see?” “You fucking me.” “Done.”
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Tgirlie & Ptguy: Hiking 4 (If you haven’t already, you might want to go back and catch up with parts 1-3 before you read this. I think it would make this better.)
The next thing I felt was my arms being pulled back a little. Good, he’s going to untie me and I can run my hands all over him…. Wait, do I really want this to go faster? Now that it seemed like it was moving forward I turned uncertain. No matter. By the time I completed the thought my hands were again above my head and being tied off behind the tree. I just stood there. It was no use saying anything. My words weren’t going to matter.
After another minute without contact I felt something gliding down my left shoulder and above my chest. It was a bit cold and seemed thin. It crossed below my neck and to the opposite shoulder. I felt him push my shirt down over my shoulder and then pull on my bra strap. The object slid under.
“I want your tits,” he said with lustful growl that sounded like an angry bear. Just then, I felt him yanking the strap hard away from my body before it suddenly broke free. Oh my God, I thought. He’s cutting my bra with a knife.
I could feel the cup of my bra still clinging to my breast. My chest was heaving now. I sensed that he moved away but I couldn’t hear his camera. Is he just standing there staring at me?...... Fuck yeah. He’s so awesome at this.
I smelled his body a second before his mouth met mine. He kissed me deeply, aggressively as his left hand squeezed my right breast firmly. I moaned quietly to encourage him. His tongue darted around my mouth and then he pulled his face back. His hand ripped the cup down from my breast. He didn’t move. I just whispered, “Yesssssss” before he lowered his mouth to my breast. It didn’t feel like kissing, it was closer to devouring. He pressed his face deep into my breast as I felt his stubbled jaw rubbing pushing into me. He settled down a bit and I could feel his tongue working my nipple. It must have been very hard because he started sucking and biting it easily. I felt him steady himself against my knee as I guessed he kneeled down to retrieve something. The knife. I felt the flat part of the blade drag across my cheek and down to my left shoulder. He pinned me against the tree again with his hips as he slid the blade under my bra strap. A quick tug and it was gone as well. There was no playing this time. He tore at the cup so that both of my breasts were completely exposed, the remnants of my bra clinging to my waist.
He stayed close now. I could smell his body and hear his feet crunching twigs over the sound of the music. His hand touched my left shoulder. Touch me more. Oh please, touch me more. But his hand left me as her circled behind the tree.
“I’m trying to decide what to do to you,” he said.
“How about anything.” I shouldn’t have offered an opinion. It’s a bit against the rules when you are tied to a tree and slowly being stripped naked. Or, then again, maybe not.
“Your tits look especially amazing today.”
I said nothing. I just stood there as he circled me, thinking about him staring at my breasts.
“It’s almost unfair that they are here only for me. Others should see them,” he continued.
“I have a sinking feeling others will.”
“You don’t want them to?”
“I didn’t say that… I just like to control who sees what.”
And then he was on me again. His mouth within an inch of mine. His breath moving across my lips as he whispered. “You control nothing here. I will decide who sees your tits.” He started gently rolling my left nipple between his finger and thumb. His lips were now brushing mine as he spoke. “I’m thinking that it’s time for the whole world to see your tits… Do you want that?”
“Yes,” I whispered back, my lips touching his almost as to kiss him.
“Do you want strangers to look at every curve of your naked body?”
“And then to pull out their cocks and stroke them to me.”
“You love that don’t you?”
“What if they are women?”
“Then I want them to undress and touch themselves as they think about lying in a bed with me.”
“What if they are straight?”
“Then they should think about sharing your cock with me. Maybe we’d tie you to a tree, pull down your pants, and both suck your cock. After all, turnabout is fair play.”
I felt him pull on what was left of my bra. The knife slid across my stomach as he slid it underneath. Another quick tug, the tearing of elastic, and it was gone.
I heard him step back and then…nothing. That is until I heard the familiar beep of his flash. He was back to taking pictures. I guessed I was about to be shared with the world. After a few minutes of that, he returned. He was naked now. I felt his naked chest on my left breast, his cock against my thigh. He held my hands above my head with his right hand while his left traced circles across my breasts, my face, and down to my abdomen. He slowly slid his hand into my panties and massaged the outside of my pussy a bit more. I was so wet now. He dug his finger into me slightly to capture some of me before slowly tracing his band back up to my chin. I opened my mouth to receive his fingers but he just traced them along my lips. I could taste myself. The taste didn’t matter, the act was hot enough alone. He stuck a finger into my mouth and then began to kiss me as if to share.
Things would need to move very quickly now. I put my hand over PT’s hand to get him to slow his fingers as they moved inside of me; I wanted to hold off from cumming. PT moved both hands to my hips, his thumbs slipped under my g-string. I crossed my legs at my ankles to make it easier for him to slide my thong over my hips and down to the floor.
I watched Mike shudder, take his hand off Lynn’s breast, and place it on hers to slow her stroking of his cock. Right then, I knew it. I had him. I knew where his mind was…. on my body. He wanted to fuck me. I was so incredibly turned on. I put my hands on both sides of the door jam and spread my legs. I needed to feel PT inside of me and I didn't care who watched. In fact, I wanted Mike and Lynn to watch. I put myself in a position to be mounted, right there and right then. Lynn turned, grabbed Mike's arm as if to lead him to the door. She was going to put him right in front of me to give him the best view (and me the best view of him). However, Mike resisted, and instead, walked her forward to the door. She took his cue and put her hands up on the doorjamb as if she were a mirror opposite of me. It became clear that the men were in control at that point and both Lynn and I seemed to be agreeable to the plan.
I felt PT sliding his cock down my ass and working to find its entry into my pussy. I became a little uncomfortable for a second realizing that Lynn's face was only a few inches from mine, so I closed my eyes and concentrated on the thought of PT sliding into me. As he did, I could hear the muffled sound of Lynn groaning from the other side of the door. Partly out of courtesy, but mostly out of curiosity, I opened my eyes to see her with her head thrown back, eyes closed, with Mike sliding slowly into her from behind. PT reached his hand around my hip to massage my clit as he began to fuck me more steadily. I was going to cum in 30 seconds, I was already that close. Mike quickly increased his pace and I could see Lynn’s tits bouncing as she got closer and closer to the door. It's as if Mike was driving her into the door, driving her as close to me as he could. I moved my stance closer to the door and pressed my tits against the glass. PT was fucking me hard now. We started rattling the door, the window, the whole wall. My face was now turned to the side and pressed against the glass but I could see out of the corner of my eye that Mike was pressing Lynn hard against the window too. There was only a thin, pane of glass separating our bodies, our tits, our faces. For all intents and purposes, I was in a foursome.
Just then, I felt PT grab the back of my hair and force my face around so that I was looking straight at Lynn's. He wanted me to watch this. He didn't want me to avoid any moment of it. I had no way of hiding what I was doing now. Lynn turned on her own accord to face me. She looked into my eyes and I suddenly felt very turned on. Part of me wanted this door to disappear. I wanted to feel her body. I wanted to feel her like the men feel her. I wanted to feel her breasts pressed against mine. I wanted to feel her lips. So, with nothing else to do, I opened my mouth and pressed it against the glass. Lynn did the same. We were offering ourselves to each other, but staying within the rules. We were having a bisexual experience without actually touching each other. As unsatisfying as kissing glass is, it was incredibly hot for both of us. I started to moan louder hoping that they could sense on the other side of the door and I was about to cum. I could hear Mike encouraging Lynn with dirty talk ("Fuck yeah, baby! Fucking kiss her! She is sucking your tits I am fucking you!"). That was all I needed, it instantly put me over-the-top and I could feel PT right behind me. He was slamming my ass, I knew we were waking everybody on the floor, but I didn't care, if I was going to do this anywhere in the world, it would have to be at a place like this. I completely let go and started to scream and felt Lynn shutter on the other side as Mike began to cum and she right with him. Both men stayed inside of us for this. I think we all came within a minute of each other. We just stayed there, pressed against the door, for another two minutes before we let them in, gave them towels, and we all cleaned up a little. There were hugs and kisses all around (after clothes were put on, curiously) and they left for their room.
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Tgirlie & Ptguy: Lynn turned and balanced on her heels as she lowered herself to unzip Mike’s pants. She slowly pulled his hard cock from his open fly and began to wrap her lips around it as he unbuckled his belt and finished unbuttoning his pants. He unbuttoned his shirt looked at me as he opened it to reveal his barrel chest as she pulled his pants down to his ankles. I just continued to stand behind PT and stroke him. Lynn looked like she was very experienced at sucking cock. She worked Mike slowly, taking him out occasionally to run her mouth along his shaft and balls before eventually taking him most of the way into her mouth. Even though she took a lot of him in, it was pretty romantic. It wasn't that gooey, slobbering deep-throating that I have seen on the web. She handled him in a sexy way.
I was getting very hot and needed someone to play with me. PT knew my time was up and pulled me around in front of him. Lynn rose to a standing position and began to massage Mike’s cock while he massaged her tits. They both were facing me, as if waiting for the show to continue. It was my moment of truth. I was definitely at my predetermined limit for what I set for myself over the weekend. I know anything more would be pushing me over it. But there I was, the only one clothed (barely) with three naked people all getting off around me. I so desperately wanted to get off but I am really good about sticking to me limits. Just then, PT put his hand on my back and slid me over to the French door where the light was streaming in the brightest. It was forceful but not aggressive. I could feel in his body that he had a plan. I decided at that moment to just let go and trust him to take care of me. I put my arms around his neck as he stood behind me, which made it easier for him to lift my dress up over my hips. He then surprised me by lowering my hands to my sides. I thought, “What is this about?” Then he reached around from behind me, grabbing the neckline of my dress above my breasts, and began tearing at it violently. I was startled and how hard he pulled as he needed to get the rip started. But, as I felt my breasts spill out of my dress, and saw the reaction on Mike and Lynn’s face, I felt it was well worth it, even at the cost of a dress. PT moved his hands down to where the tear ended and ripped again. This time, he ripped the front of my dress completely apart. It was a glorious feeling. I had literally been stripped naked in front of another couple. He yanked the dress over my shoulders, down my arms, and to the floor. And then, he reached his hand inside of my thong. I watched Mike kiss the back of Lynn's neck she had her eyes locked on PT working my body. I was so wet that PT had to know that it would not be long before I came. He pressed his fingers deeply into me and I shuddered as I stared right over Lynn’s shoulder and into Mike’s eyes. More than wanting him to fuck me, I wanted him to want to fuck me, and I was going to earn the right to see that in his face.
Meanwhile, I could feel PT pressing his hard cock in between the cheeks of my ass.
After a few more minutes on the floor, PT went to the bar to get us a drink. I followed him and sat on the stool while he ordered our drinks. Mike and Lynn stayed on the floor for a slow dance. While we waited for drinks, PT rested his hand on my knee. He soon let his fingertips glide slowly up my leg to the hem line of my short dress. This, of course, turned me on like crazy and I began to rub my hand up his leg. PT was facing the bar but I was facing out towards the dance floor. I could see his cock growing in his pants which made me feel very sexy. He slid his hand between my thighs, pushing my dress up and revealing the white thong underneath. I opened my legs a little, even though it gave people on the dance floor are pretty clear shot between them. I reached to touch him again and trace the outline of his cock through his pants as he began to gently trace the lips of my pussy over my panties. I was getting very wet by the time our drinks came. I removed his hand from between my legs because it became a little too much of a show and I was worried that I was going to get close to cumming soon. We talked a little bit about Mike and Lynn and agreed that they were very nice couple and fun to be with. I commented that she had a beautiful body and asked him if he liked her tits. He played the question off a bit, "Sure, I like her tits, I like all of her." I didn’t totally buy his response, "Oh come on. Those tits were made for you." PT laughed, looked Linda over as she was on the floor and said, "No, THESE tits are made for me." At the same time, he began to squeeze my breast as he kissed me deeply. As he was kissing me, I whispered, "It's OK. It’s just fantasy. Nothing’s going to happen." PT said, "Are you sure? I think they want us to go into that room and fool around in front of them. I think they want us to watch too." I told him, "That is too much for me. I couldn't concentrate and have a good time. I would be worried too much about who is touching me and all that stuff. But I admit, it was fun to grind my ass in his lap. He was pretty hard." And we both laughed and I added, "Come on, we need to go up to the room now. You need to fuck me."
PT laughed and we went over to say goodbye to Mike and Lynn for the night. They offered for us to join them in the gigantic hot tub where people get nude and sometimes have sex. We declined. I was too horny and wanted to get naked with PT as fast as possible. We said our goodbyes and PT said something to Mike before we left.
As the night went on, things started to get wild on the floor. Hands started to go up dresses and down pants. One couple performed oral sex on each other at the bar. Two other couples found a dark corner of the room, put some soft chairs together, and just had an orgy in the corner. Some couples stood around them to watch. I’ll admit glancing a few times on my way to the ladies’ room and back. I remember one couple in a sixty-nine position, across two chairs, while another woman was lying on her back, giving one man a blowjob while being fucked by another.
After returning from the ladies’ room, I found that Mike had finally made his way out onto the floor to join our group. We had met several other couples on the floor, I think mainly because of the exhibition that Lynn and I had put on earlier. People had the sense that we were not too inhibited, thus easily approachable, and having lots of fun. Eventually, we all ended up dancing in a circle and Mike joined in and shifted his weight a little to the left and right in an effort to keep up with the party. We were all getting drunk by this point and Mike and Lynn mentioned that they wanted to check out the "back room." This is a room off of the disco that couples go to have sex with, and in front of, each other. They claimed that they didn't want to do anything but they were dying to see what it was all about. PT and I passed on this thinking it was too close to an invitation to swing. Lynn sensed this and reassured us that they weren't trying to swing with us but Mike chimed in, saying "that doesn't mean that I wouldn't love looking at your tits. They are amazing." He then immediately checked to make sure that he still was OK with PT. PT just laughed and said that Lynn's tits are every bit as amazing and that he had been thinking about him all evening (a bold statement for PT. That’s when I knew he was drunk). I was OK with his flirting and actually relieved because I do get some male attention to my body from time to time and PT is more reserved and respectful and talking to women. It was good to see him be so relaxed (and be so horny). I also knew that both of our engines were revving pretty hot and it was going to be some wild, fantasy-filled sex later that night.
That will be the last of the phone camera shots, I think. You guys get the idea of what I was wearing by now. Again, sorry they are not top quality. I gotta admit I still liked that dress, though.
On the second day at the resort we had to grab a cab to go into town to take care of some business. While waiting for a cab, we met another couple (Mike and Lynn) front of the resort and decided to share a taxi. They seem to very nice, about our age, and married in less than two years. He was tall, beefy and blonde while she was about my height, curvy, with medium length brown hair. They have been to this resort several times and took it upon themselves to clue us into some of the specifics of the place since we were rookies. They were very open about their interests and limits at the resort. While they had done a little "soft swinging" in the past (I’m still not exactly sure what that means), they were mostly into exhibitionism (both watching and being watched). We didn't reveal much of ourselves because we hadn't gotten our plan together regarding what kind of information we were going to share with others.
Later that afternoon, after we had returned to the resort, we saw them out walking on the beach. At that point, we were all fully nude. The conversation was polite and friendly but I still couldn't help noticing how chiseled Mike's body was. He probably weighed 230 pounds and he was all muscle. I could tell that they have been at the resort for several days because they had no tan lines. He had broad shoulders, a muscular chest, a thick, round ass (my favorite) and a nice-sized big cock that was tightly trimmed (also my favorite). Lynn had a very full, round breasts with nipples that were darkened from the sun. Her tits were natural, which I knew was a plus for PT. He likes tits of all sizes and shapes, including those that are enhanced. But I knew that he was going to be really into her natural tits. Her pussy was trimmed almost exactly like mine. As we talked, I could sense Mike's eyes dropping down to check out my body from time to time. I could tell he was interested. Eventually, I began to recognize signals that suggested that they were both interested in us. At one point, Lynn leaned in to Mike and put her head on his chest while she gently ran her fingers up and down the crack of his ass. He began to return the favor to her and she ran her other hand over his chest while they both talk to us as if nothing was happening. I am not exactly sure what they were thinking, but I was guessing that it was probably some version of either wanting to have sex with us or watching us have sex, or maybe even wanting us to watch them have sex. Regardless, it was starting to feel the best kind of nasty as I began to think about watching them have sex with each other.
We spent a few more minutes talking to each other (probably as nothing more than an excuse for all of us to get turned on looking at each other). Then, Mike suggested that we meet for dinner. I looked at PT and noted "yes." So, we agreed to make reservations for the formal dining room.
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Tgirlie & Ptguy: So, I was going through some stories of my college days and I thought there might be one or two that would be interesting to people. Some of you know that I was an athlete in college. Being a collegiate athlete means that you are busy almost all of the time with training, school, academic sessions, travel, and more training. Unfortunately, the only people you get to interact with are your teammates, trainers, coaches and some other athletes. So, I tended to date other athletes. However, about halfway through college I met a guy in a class who was cute, funny, and seemed really smart. He was also really comfortable with himself, which I found very attractive. We started dating and things got pretty serious pretty quickly. He had this terrific apartment right on the edge of campus that he shared with three other guys. There were two bedrooms, two guys in each room. My boyfriend’s bedroom had a bunk bed and one other bed because they had a good friend who often slept over (apartment was so close to everyone's classes). I soon started hanging out there between classes, evenings, and eventually, overnight. You have to remember that I was still in an athletic dorm where the rules for very tight and my ability to have a boyfriend over was almost none.
Since my boyfriend was the only one of the three who had a steady girlfriend, they let us have the single bed. I was not much for kicking his roommates out for us to fool around, so we made sure to come back a little early from bars or they made sure to stay out in the living room for a while to let us "do our thing." These were all very nice guys and very tightly knit together. They accepted me right away and each of them treated me like I was their little sister. They were also hilariously funny together.
So, one night we must've all gone out to the bars (I don't remember all the details, the night was a little fuzzy). I remember we were having a great time, so much so that my boyfriend and I didn't make it back to the apartment early. I was drunk, but not completely plastered. And, I was super horny. I raced straight to the bedroom while my boyfriend hung out with his buddies for a few minutes and probably drank another beer. I stripped off all my clothes and slid right into bed. I remember doing that exactly because I didn't want there to be any confusion about what I wanted that night. I turned off the lights in case one of the other roommates came in first. Luckily, my boyfriend came in first and changed into a muscle shirt and shorts (which he always wore to bed). He slid into bed, thinking I was sleeping, and found me naked. We started to play with each other right away. I remember him pinning me down and sucking my tits a lot. I pulled his shirt off and threw it to the bottom of the bed and reached inside his shorts. I started getting him hard by stroking him with my hand, and all the sudden, the bedroom door cracked open and in comes one of the roommates. He's drunk and totally ignores, or doesn't hear, my boyfriend tell him to “get the fuck out!” Hey drops right into the bottom bunk bed. My boyfriend, who is very hard and horny right now, whispers to be still and that his roommate will fall sleep in a couple minutes. My boyfriend goes into the bathroom right off the bedroom. I decided I needed to get up and get a drink of water, the only clothes I could find at the bottom of the bed were my panties and my boyfriend's muscle shirt. I didn’t want to get out of the bed and turn the light on, because I was totally naked. So I slipped the shirt on with the panties, cracked the door open to make sure that there is nobody in the kitchen, and slid out to get a drink of water. As I was coming back, the bedroom door opened and the drunk roommate appeared. I am 100% positive that he did not come out there knowing what I was going to be dressed in. But, when he saw me, well, he saw me.
By now, you guys know that my nipples can get pretty erect and they were poking clean through this shirt. Plus, the shirt was so big that my tits were basically hanging out of the sides. He had never made a pass at me before, but I guess he was too drunk to control himself and as I tried to slide by and through the doorway, he put his hand on my arm and just held me up for a second. I just stood up on my tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek, I didn't want to reject him or make him feel embarrassed, we were good friends. But as I did so, he let his left hand drop for my arm and slid it right across my right breast, pulling my shirt open a little. I just laughed a little and gave him a hug and squeezed through the door. I wasn't upset, but I didn't want to cause a problem between him and my boyfriend. When my boyfriend returned to bed, I was still wearing my panties and his shirt.
This is getting too long. Let me put of the rest with the next pic. ;-)
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Tgirlie & Ptguy: Just returned from a work trip. No a great story, but a nice little moment.
I only had a few hours on Saturday morning before I had to fly out from Miami. I got up early and headed to South Beach. I was still dark when I got to the beach, but warm enough. I must have been pretty tired from the week because I fell asleep on my towel within 10 minutes. I woke up as the sun came up and saw some other girls down the beach were already going topless, so I undid my bikini top and laid back down. I put my shirt over my face so I could try and sleep some more, which I did.
I woke about an hour later to the sound of some guys talking around me. At first, I couldn't make out what they were saying but I could feel their shadows moving around me. There were two guys. I realized that they had their phones out and were taking pictures of me. At first I felt angry, a bit violated that they were taking pictures of me topless without my permission (which is also very improper at topless beaches, I've seen fights over this). But, I could peek out under my shirt and see that they were keeping their distance and seemed otherwise respectful. I just pretended I was asleep and let them take a few more pictures. After they stopped and were just talking in their chairs, I turned over on my stomach and put my shirt over my head again. Within 5 minutes they were up and taking some pictures. I'll admit, I popped my ass up in the air for a few seconds just to give them a good pose. After all, if a guy is going to look at my ass, I want to try to make it look good ;-)
They talked to me a little while later, when I was fully awake. They were students at Florida International University and pretty funny guys. They wanted to take a picture with me before I left. I put on my sunglasses and borrowed a baseball cap from one of them (so I could hide my face a bit better). One of them tried to put his hand on my ass for the picture. I gently removed it but told him he could hook his thumb in my bikini string if he wanted. I think he liked that. It ended up being a cute picture. I'll admit, I've pictured them getting off to those pics a few times since the weekend.
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Tgirlie & Ptguy: So, anyway, we are in the pool and the server comes over to take an order. The guys order me a drink and I resist. But the girl - I will call her "Mila" because she looks a lot like Mila Kunis (long, dark hair, olive complexion with a tan, brown eyes, very slim body but fills out a bikini well (probably a large B or small C cup), - "Mila" tells me not to worry about it so much. They have money set aside for a party tonight and they are buying her drinks anyway. Since I don't want to make it a hassle for the server, I just let them buy me a round. She lets us know that this is the last that she will be working and she wants to close up the tab.
Some of the guys swim but Mila and I just stand by the edge of the pool because we don't want to get our hair wet. Mine looks pretty good tonight and there is no way I am messing with good hair. Besides, the air is getting just a little chilly.
We are talking and I am getting along with everyone really well. I feel pretty safe and Mila seems to be a good judge of character. She trusts them, I figure it's okay to trust them. An important part of the story: Two of the guys are wearing bathing suits that look like football shorts. I'm not sure if I can fully explain that but they are tight but not speedo type swimsuits. They come down the thigh a little bit more and tie at the front but they are skintight. They're kind of like what a football player wears under his pants. These guys are all very muscular and athletic so they look terrific in these suits. As they are horsing around in the pool and wrestling a little bit I find myself checking out their packages and their butts in their swimsuits. These guys are young and in the prime of their lives. It was fun to look.
We finished a round of drinks in one of the guys goes up to the bar to get another round. When he comes back he says that I have to get the next round. The big reason being, they want to see me walk up to the bar in my bathing suit. Remember, they really haven't seen the back of my suit yet. I tell them, That's okay, I wanted to buy my own damn drinks anyway."But I say it with a wink and a smile. Sometimes ya gotta be a little coy when you flirt. If you're too easy and they feel like they're not earning it and you're starting to feel slutty.
We talked for a little bit more and my guy, the cutest guy, comes in close to me at the edge of the pool. It's clear that he is staking out his territory. One of the other guys is standing next to Mila (her boyfriend) and the other guy is directly opposite of me. I catch "the opposite guy" staring at my tits when he doesn't think I'm looking. He is doing it over and over again - every time I look away - so I find myself looking away and talking to other people more to give him free reign to look. What can I say? I'm a giver. But after one particularly long stare, I looked at him as if I caught him looking and said, "Hey Buddy, I'm up here," and I flash my fingers down from in front of my breasts and up to my eyes. Everybody laughs. He says, "Well if you don't want people to stare than you shouldn't walk around in that."I say to him, "Well I like the suit so if it's the price a girl has to pay.... just go ahead and get an eyeful." Once again, I prop my elbows up on the pool deck and throw my head back as if I am just going to let him stare. I do that for about 10 or 15 seconds, which feels like an eternity, and there are some laughs. I can feel the guys looking at me and Mila makes a comment about being "chopped liver over here." But, it's really all in fun. But then, I lower my head and stare at the guy just opposite of me. He raises his eyes to mine and I smile. I don't say anything, and neither does he. There is about three or four seconds of silence before I say, "You like?" To which he says, "Absolutely." And I respond, You know, it gets better." I am completely turned on by this guy's ability to hang in there with me and keep his stare. He went from caught to confident in exactly one second. It's just one of those moments when you realize you tripped into something that quickens your breathing and weakens your knees and you wonder if you just got in over your head.
I turn around to pick up my drink from the pool deck as the group laughs. As I turn back, the cute guy to my left reaches behind me to get his drink off the deck and I wrap my left arm over his shoulder, raise my right knee to brush his stomach, pull him in just a little, stick the straw of my drink in my mouth, flash my eyes at Opposite Guy, and say, "Um, hmm. That's right."
Everybody laughs again and Mila say, "Jesus, you guys are ridiculous. Now I want to fuck her."