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Confidence and the bikinithis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 3983 words)

Author: Joyce Picture in profile
Added: Aug 23 2016Views / Reads: 3685 / 2803 [76%]Story vote: 9.28 (25 votes)
The right bikini gave me the confidence to have a great fling on spring break.
 


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My name is Liz, and I went to college in the Midwest. Which college isn't important, and how long ago isn't important either. What matters is that my birthday is in February, and for my 20th, my parents gave me a Spring Break trip to Myrtle Beach. Even better, my big sister Tanya gave me a bikini we'd seen in a catalog that I knew wouldn't cover much of my D cups. I need to put an asterisk on that size, and I hope this doesn't sound like bragging, or, worse, humble-bragging. My boobs are actually too big for a D cup, but a DD cup feels like a training bra. Also, as big as my boobs are, the nipples aren't correspondingly big. That's part of why this bikini was so great. It's basically two bra straps and a band covered completely with little silk flowers. I don't understand the mechanics, but it stays in place, and the flowers are wide enough to show off the maximum amount of tit flesh without letting my areolas show.

Now that I've given you that image, I can tell you how it worked out for me. On my flight out, I wore a T-shirt and no bra at all, just to see the spring break guys smile and the older guys squirm. I halfway hoped we'd run into some turbulence just so I could see if the 40-year-old business traveler next to me got a hard-on. My first day, I wore a more conventional three-triangle black bikini. Of course I had guys coming on to me, but the only one who did anything for me, I'd seen with a woman I guessed was his girlfriend. Later, when I went to get some lunch, I happened to see them behind a rock. They were French kissing, and his hands were deep in the back of her shorts. The way they were ...

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