This choice: An undercurrent pulls her bikini off. • Go Back... Though a bikini is well designed for the purposes of looking awesome, these celebrated scraps of fabric are astonishingly bad at maintaining a hold on the bodies put under their protection. This is particularly true for those that are strapless, particularly those that are secured via knots at the back and hips, and particularly those that are exposed to a substance as devastating to the common bikini as water. Yuki had such a bathing suit this day and, though she was slowly forgetting her initial trepidation at chancing the elements with only three inexpert knots holding her modesty in place, it was only a matter of time before the current teased both her top and bottoms loose and plucked her scant attire down into the depths.
Considering the suit was hardly there to begin with, its absence did not immediately register in the young lady's fancies. Several minutes into her accidental nudity she was still focused on ambushing Chloe. Chloe, a slender black girl and a dear friend of Yuki's, had pranked her most artfully the previous morning with a tube of spring snakes and the hotel toilet. Yuki was now looking forward to snatching Chloe's top.
Now was the time. Chloe was bobbing in a small cove, being chatted up by an awkward young boy who was barely old enough to start noticing girls and was doing a very poor job of disguising the fact that he was crushing on her. Chloe was taking it in good spirits, as was her way, though she politely disbelieved the boy when he claimed that he was in high school and "taking all the subjects". Yuki swooped in, eyes fixed on the little hook between her shoulder blades that kept the two purple cups secured around the black girl's little breasts.
She grabbed. She pulled. Chloe immediately saw what she was doing and struggled to hang on to her top. Together they went underwater, not to emerge until Yuki had a bare brown breast in each hand and a purple bikini top between her teeth.
"Gotcha!" said Yuki over a mouthful of bikini. She pointed Chloe at her young visitor. "Now say I'm the queen, or I'll show him your boobies."
"That's not cool," said Chloe nervously.
"That didn't sound like 'Yuki is the queen, and I cede all such pranking titles to her henceforth'," said Yuki.
"Yuki... are you topless?"
"What? No."
"I feel nipples against my back," said Chloe. "Pointy ones."
"Well, it's certainly cold enough that--" Yuki glanced down at herself and noticed that, where the plush of her breasts met the hard surface of Chloe's back, there was no layer of spandex to demarcate between the two. Suddenly she wasn't just holding Chloe in front of herself, she was hiding behind her.
"Wow," said Chloe, reaching back and finding Yuki's bare ass with one hand. "Another one sent to Davy Jones' locker?"
"Holy crap!" Yuki hissed. "I'm [i]naked[/i]!"
Chloe laughed. "You didn't know?"
Yuki looked up on the rocks, where the boy was becoming more and more interested in the beautiful strangers by the second. She considered Chloe's top; it would be a tight squeeze, but she might be able to get it over her breasts. Of course, she would also need a brief.
She looked down towards Chloe's ass.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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