It was late evening, and the party was winding down. The midsummer air was still warm. The pool's water was refreshingly cool, and Sun was feeling frisky. A free-spirited girl of 22, she wanted more from life. She wanted to feel. To feel the sensation of the warmth and wind upon her skin, unrestricted. She was not a nudist per say, more of a lighthearted exhibitionist, for though she loved the thrill of being naked, this was nothing to the rush of being seen, especially by other women. She was a little bit afraid of men. Call it a quirk.
Being of Asian descent, Sun had spent most of her life with her head down, stifled by the whims of patriarchal oppression. Her father had been strict, as had her mother, but now that she was 22 and free, she lived life on her terms and no one else's.
Tonight was one of those nights. She could feel it. She'd been invited over to her friend Kylie's for a pool party. Kylie Adkins was one of those friends she didn't know all that well, but she wanted to get to know her better. She was cute and sweet, the kind of person it's always easy to have fun with. And what better way to have fun than a little lighthearted exhibitionism.
The music was still loud and lively, but more than half the guests had gone, leaving the pool much less crowded. This was perfect. Kylie was laughing and talking with her closer friends, but seemed to take an interest in Sun, giving her the occasional smile, asking the occasional question and laughing at her whimsical responses. So, when some of the other girls wanted to start a diving contest, Sun was all in.
She laughed along with the others as the first two guests botched their dives from the high diving board, but all the while, all she could think was, "I need to come out of this one piece."
When it was her turn to dive. Sun swam to the edge and pulled herself up out of the water. Her long, raven hair hung down around her shoulders like that of a mermaid.
"Come on, Sun! I believe in you! You can do it!" Kylie shouted her encouragement as she made her way around to get a better view.
The wetness of her one piece tugged against her skin, and Sun imagined how invigorating it would feel to be free of it, even for a brief time.
With slow and measured steps, she mounted the platform and carefully made her way out onto the diving board. The rough feel of the wet and springy plastic made her toes curl, and she imagined how it might feel against her soon to be exposed breasts.
Like a goddess of antiquity, Sun stepped forward and stopped, one foot extended before the other. The tight straps itched against her shoulders and the pressure at her buttocks made uncomfortably giddy. It was now or never.
"Jump! Jump!" they shouted, eager to see what she could do.
"Wait.... What?!.... hold on... Whose that?"
"What are you talking about?" Quit stalling and jump already!"
"No, you guys, I'm serious. There's someone watching us from just behind that fence."
She said it loud enough that everyone could hear; and the second they turned to look, Sun sprang into action.
She'd made a couple small cuts in the straps of her one piece, barely noticeable but enough to help her snap them at a moment's notice.
Snip Snap, the straps were gone, and her swimsuit peeled down around her waist, then down around her ankles. Before anyone could redirect their attention to her, naughty Sun, had bounded out of the ruined garment and was air born. She let out an impromptu shriek as she fell, just to make sure they all saw her.
A split second before she hit the water, her friend Kylie turned back towards her, and their eyes connected. The shock was there, as expected. It's not every day one see's a naked Asian girl flying through the air, especially not one with voluptuous double D breasts, but there was also something else in her fiend's eyes, a gleam of mischievous delight. Sun could almost say for certain that she'd seen the other girl bight her lip.
She hit the water with a splash. The air bubbles surrounded her like a cloud, and with the muffled music and shouting voices, her girlish heart was pounding like a drum. She was in love with life, in love with her young body, but most of all, in love with the excitement of being the only one naked at this party where she barely knew the guests.
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