After my divorce last year I decided to take better care of myself. I started watching my diet and exercising regularly. Now at 27, I think I look pretty hot! My tummy is flat, and my 34C boobs are still quite perky. My ass is also nice and round again and tight from all the running I do, so when I picked out a bikini to wear in Mexico this year, I didn’t think twice about picking one that showed off my body nicely.
Walking down the beach however, I was noticed all the young girls wearing even skimpier suits than me. Many of them had low-rise suits that revealed a little bit of butt-crack. I continued walking when I saw a bikini shop just off the beach. I decided to go inside for a look. I thought something more revealing was in order!
The place was crowded. Mostly girls, but some guys too. I pushed my way through the crowd and began to sort through the suits hanging on the wall or displayed in bins. I picked out a blue two-piece suit that looked like it would sit quite low on my hips. I made my way to the back of the store and found the change-booths. All of them were occupied so I waited until one became free.
I entered the booth and closed the door. I looked at myself in the mirror on the back of the door. I did in fact like the brown bikini I was wearing. The top was a typical bikini top but the bottom was cut high in the back, showing off my cheeks a little. It certainly wasn’t “modest” but it didn’t grab anyone’s attention either.
I stripped off my old bikini and put it beside my wallet on the small seat beside me. I turned to look at the mirror on the door, and admired my body. “Not too bad,” I thought. I ran my hands over my soft tits. My skin was still very cold and my nipples still stiff from the swim in the ocean earlier. My skin was already tanning and by comparison my tits looked milky white. I looked down at my pussy. I traced my fingers over the small strip of brown pubic hair I had left unshaven. I decided to focus on the task at hand, lest I start playing with myself!
I picked up the blue bikini and unfolded it. I put the top on first. “Wow,” I thought. It offered less support than my brown one and no wonder – it dipped so low it came close to exposing my areolas! I’d have to be very careful coming out of the water that my big tits didn’t spill out! The bottom was dramatically smaller than my old one. It sat low on my hips and showed off a lot more butt-crack than I thought it would. The front was cut a lot lower too. Honestly, it dipped so low it barely covered my little strip of pubic hair. I have to admit I started to get a little turned on. I imagined myself walking down the beach, my big boobs bouncing in this little top, while men admired my little round ass.
I decided to leave this one on and go get another one to try on. I opened the door and carefully stepped out. I still felt quite self-conscious wearing a smaller suit and showing off more of my body than usual, but the store was filled with people, many of whom were wearing bikinis also, and that made me feel a little more comfortable. I looked down at my chest. I hadn’t noticed how thin the material was. My hard nipples were easily visible under the material, and not just that they was hard, and poking out, but you could literally see my dark nipple. I smiled. This was exciting.
I walked through the store, watching men turn their heads as they noticed my hard nipples under the small top.
I walked over to another bin. The sign read “Wear if you Dare!” I smiled and picked up the small package. It was wrapped in plastic so I couldn’t tell what it looked like, other than it was white. I turned and returned to the change room with it.
I slipped out of the blue bikini and set it aside. Standing there naked I began to open the package when I heard a voice from over the door which made me jump.
“Excuse me,” the voice said, “are you done trying on that blue suit?” I assumed the voice belonged to one of the staff who wanted to offer the suit to someone else to try on.
“Yes, hang on,” I said. I scooped up the suit and handed it over the top of the door.
I continued to open the package and unfold the most bizarre bikini I’d ever seen. It was mostly white string. The bottom had a single small triangle of fabric. I laughed out loud as I unfolded it. It was truly ridiculous. I decided to try it on anyway, knowing that in a million years I wouldn’t wear it in public.
I started to tie the top piece on. The bottom string across my chest disappeared under my breasts. I pulled each “cup” around my breasts and then tied it up behind my neck. I then adjusted the small string that ran down the center of each cup. I imagined this string was supposed to cross each nipple, but my nipples sit high up and point slightly outward.
I picked up the bottom piece and tied it on. This was odd. The tiny triangle in front didn’t cover my pussy. In fact as I put it on, the string passed between my pussy lips. The tiny triangle of white fabric simply covered my little square patch of pubic hair, just above my lips. I turned around and looked at my ass in the mirror. The white sting was all but invisible. I was essentially naked from behind! Even the young girls I’d passed on the beach wouldn’t dream of wearing this thing in public no matter how fit they are!
I decided I’d had enough fun with this suit and decided to return it to the package. I turned to pick up my original bikini and change back into it when I got the shock of my life. My old bikini wasn’t on the seat anymore. My heart jumped into my throat. In horror I realized that I had walked back into the wrong change-room. I had handed the only other suit I had to the sales girl. I stood there in shock. I had nothing to wear except this pornographic bikini!
“Oh my fucking God,” I said to myself.
I started to panic. Even with this “bikini” on I was still naked, and how was I going to get into the next change booth to get my clothes?
I opened the door a crack. The salesperson who took my blue suit away was nowhere to be seen. I closed the door. I looked at myself in the mirror again. I was as much as naked. Worse really. The white “top” merely outlined my bare boobs. The bottom was just a string that split my pussy. And from the back I was, well, naked. [read more](https://realsexstoriesx.blogspot.com/2018/05/naked-in-bikini-shop-im-forced-to-walk.html)
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