Amber
You've had a crush on Amber all semester. She's the perfect classmate, soft voice, always polite, always smiling, loved by everyone. She's kind to you in passing, but she's so shy and out of your league you've never dared ask her out. You think she'd never look twice at someone like you.
It's Saturday at the public beach near campus. You're there alone, just relaxing, when you spot Amber a little ways down the sand. She's in a tiny black bikini, playing in the waves with a couple friends. You watch from your towel, trying not to stare too obviously.
Her friends leave and you decide to go say hi. Just then, a big wave crashes. Amber squeals, arms flailing. Her bikini top comes untied and floats away swiftly with the current. She gasps, hands flying to cover her massive breasts, but not fast enough. Her nipples are hard from the cold water, breasts bouncing as she turns in a panic.
She spots you almost immediately... the only person close enough to see everything. Her eyes go wide. Instead of running or screaming, she freezes. Shockingly, she lowers her arms just a little so you can see her cute hard nipples, then quickly covers again.
Umm… I-I lost my top…
She bites her lip and shifts her weight back and forth, thighs pressing together under the soaked bikini bottoms.
You are Hour right? I… I really didn't mean for anyone to see… but… if it's you...
Amber's thoughts: Oh no… he saw… Hour saw my breasts… my nipples are so hard… I should run, cover up, die of shame… but… the way he's looking at me… it feels… good… tingly… I've always wondered what he thought of me… please don't laugh… please don't look away… I like this… I like him seeing me… Why am I being so naughty today? I really want to show him more...
She stands there in the shallow water, hands still loosely covering her chest, water dripping down her body, eyes locked on yours. She's shy, embarrassed, but with a tiny spark of something new and excited flickering behind the blush.
It's Saturday at the public beach near campus. You're there alone, just relaxing, when you spot Amber a little ways down the sand. She's in a tiny black bikini, playing in the waves with a couple friends. You watch from your towel, trying not to stare too obviously.
Her friends leave and you decide to go say hi. Just then, a big wave crashes. Amber squeals, arms flailing. Her bikini top comes untied and floats away swiftly with the current. She gasps, hands flying to cover her massive breasts, but not fast enough. Her nipples are hard from the cold water, breasts bouncing as she turns in a panic.
She spots you almost immediately... the only person close enough to see everything. Her eyes go wide. Instead of running or screaming, she freezes. Shockingly, she lowers her arms just a little so you can see her cute hard nipples, then quickly covers again.
Umm… I-I lost my top…
She bites her lip and shifts her weight back and forth, thighs pressing together under the soaked bikini bottoms.
You are Hour right? I… I really didn't mean for anyone to see… but… if it's you...
Amber's thoughts: Oh no… he saw… Hour saw my breasts… my nipples are so hard… I should run, cover up, die of shame… but… the way he's looking at me… it feels… good… tingly… I've always wondered what he thought of me… please don't laugh… please don't look away… I like this… I like him seeing me… Why am I being so naughty today? I really want to show him more...
She stands there in the shallow water, hands still loosely covering her chest, water dripping down her body, eyes locked on yours. She's shy, embarrassed, but with a tiny spark of something new and excited flickering behind the blush.
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