A walk and a dip.

The two women spent another few minutes in silence. Normally, it would've been the kind of easy, pleasant silence shared by two friends who are close enough that they don't need to fill the space with chatter. Now, though, any hope of relaxation felt a million miles away to Mia. Try as she might to focus on her book (a fascinating piece on software design that she really had been looking forward to digging into), she couldn't stop thinking about Brooke lying there naked just a foot or so away. Part of Mia still couldn't get over the fear that the other shoe would suddenly drop and they'd get in trouble, while another part...she couldn't pin it down. Something about what Brooke was doing made Mia's chest ache in a way that didn't feel like her usual anxiety. Strange thing was, as the minutes rolled by, the fear of angry lifeguards started to recede a little, but the other feeling, that ache, only got worse.

While Mia stared at the same page she'd tried to get through at least four times, Brooke rolled over onto her front. The change was something of an improvement to her modesty: with just her bare ass visible, she wasn't much more exposed than a woman in a G-string bikini would've been. Glancing over at her friend, the brunette shot her a good-natured scowl. "Is that a textbook?"

Mia rolled her eyes. "No."

Brooke pushed herself up on her elbows, ruining what little modesty she'd gained as her chest left the ground to let her breasts hang below her. Craning her neck, she peered at the title. "The Design Thinking Playbook: Mindful Digital Transformation of Teams, Products, Services, Businesses and Ecosystems." She gave Mia a skeptical look.

"It's not a textbook," Mia huffed. "It has cartoons."

"Well I'm still judging you for bringing it to the beach." Brooke was grinning, but right now, Mia was finding it hard to appreciate the ribbing. Brooke seemed to sense it, as her look quickly softened. "Come on, seriously. Remember what I said about relaxing?"

"This is relaxing for me," Mia insisted, eyes still fixed on her page. It wasn't enough to keep Brooke out of her peripheral vision, but it was the best she could do. "You know that."

Brooke let out a sad sort of sigh. "Yeah." A little of her grin returned. "Maybe you should try getting naked."

Mia shut her eyes completely; this was too much. "That's not funny."

"I'm serious!" Rolling nonchalantly onto her side, Brooke presented Mia with an unhindered (if currently unseen) view of her front. Without seeming to notice, she brought her left foot up to rest on her right knee, leaving her thighs parted such that anyone who happened to glance up from further down the beach would get a fantastic look at her spread pussy. Meanwhile, the three college guys near the duo were now treated to a perfect showing of Brooke's juicy ass; the closest of the group poked his friends to make sure they all noticed. Brooke appeared to take no notice of any of the attention. "Really, this feels so much better. Honestly, I might just do it all the time from now on."

Mia kept her eyes shut, stubbornly refusing to take in the sight Brooke offered. "Please don't."

Brooke frowned a little. "Just a thought." Mia could tell by her friend's voice that she was a little hurt. That brought a stab of guilt...but, well, what was she supposed to say right now? She was shaken from her thoughts by the sound of Brooke getting up off her towel. Before she could think better of it, Mia opened her eyes again, finding the brunette standing over her. Judging by her restored smile, she seemed to have shaken off whatever wound Mia had dealt her.

"I think I'm gonna go for a swim," Brooke announced. "Wanna come?"

Mia's mouth ran dry—was Brooke seriously going to walk down to the water like that? Past who knew how many more strangers? Then again, once she got there, the water would at least keep her somewhat covered. Still, Mia couldn't fathom the thought of making that trip alongside her friend. And anyway, they shouldn't leave their stuff unguarded. "Uh...w-well, I should probably watch the bags...."

Brooke nodded. "Yeah, true. Alright, well, I'll be back in a few minutes." With that, the curvy, naked brunette set off down toward the lakeshore, head held high, walking with the same easy sway in her hips as always.

Despite her desire to pretend none of this was happening, Mia found herself strangely unable to look away from the sight. She had to admit, Brooke looked absolutely fantastic. Her sunscreen, plus the faint sheen of sweat that was already building from the heat of the summer afternoon, lent a soft glow to her skin. With her all-over tan, unmarred by any pale spots, she looked so natural this way, like it really was just perfectly normal for her to be naked. Not to mention, her ass looked incredible, swaying and bouncing softly with every step she took along the sand.

There was that ache in her chest again. Mia shook herself. I must be losing it. The thought occurred to her that worrying about her own mental health while her friend was walking around the beach completely naked without a care in the world said a lot about who she was.

With an exhausted sigh, she turned her gaze back to her book.

Chris was regretting his decision not to come to the lake earlier in the day. The 29-year-old had hoped for some quiet time to lounge in the sun and decompress after a long, exhausting week at work, but with so many people taking advantage of the weather, it wasn't exactly the relaxing atmosphere he'd hoped for. As he was thinking of giving it up and heading out, he sat up on his towel and caught sight of something that brought all thought of leaving for the day to a screeching halt.

Walking toward the water was a tall young woman, perhaps mid-twenties, with rich brown hair pulled up in a bun and the kind of hourglass build you'd normally only see on Instagram models and pornstars. A quick blink confirmed what Chris was sure for a second was a trick of the light: the girl was completely naked, pendulous breasts and carefully groomed pussy unhidden by any bathing suit. She showed no sign that she noticed or cared as she strolled on long, toned legs past onlookers staring in stunned silence toward the waves lapping softly at the sand. As she passed by where Chris sat, he was treated to a view of her thick, bubbly ass bouncing softly in time with her stride.

Instantly, Chris was hard as steel in his trunks. Sending up a silent prayer of thanks for his good luck, he quickly reached for his phone and pulled up the video camera. He had no rational explanation for this woman's behavior, but if she was going to brazenly flout social norms, he saw no reason why he shouldn't do the same. A quick glance around showed he wasn't alone: multiple other beachgoers had pulled out their own phones and had them trained on the woman's display.

The naked brunette still showed no sign of noticing the attention. Wading into the shallows, she ignored the staring of fellow swimmers as she sank into the water and spent several minutes lazily paddling and splashing, out into the lake and back toward the beach. Though Chris kept rolling, he found himself getting a little frustrated: with the girl's body hidden by the water, there wasn't much of interest to see. However, after a short while, his patience was rewarded when the brunette swam back to the shore and strode up onto the sand, treating him and countless other onlookers to the incomparable sight of a naked woman walking out of the water and onto the beach. Water cascaded off her nude form, leaving her skin (which Chris was impressed to notice bore an all-over tan) glistening with beaded moisture. By now, the small crowd that had gathered had mostly recovered from their shock and awe, and the girl was met with several wolf-whistles and a few whoops as she returned to land. For the first time, she acknowledged the attention, pausing for a moment and smiling at the onlookers with the gentle sort of warmth one shows to a stranger. There was no way she didn't see the numerous phones still aimed at her, but if she objected, she didn't show it.

Glancing further up the beach, the woman seemed to think for a moment, then turned and set off at an easy stroll along the shore. Realizing she was walking away, Chris hesitated for a second—he'd have to follow her if he wanted to keep recording, but that would mean leaving his stuff unguarded. Deciding quickly that one simply didn't pass up an opportunity like this no matter the risk, he scrambled up off his towel and set off in pursuit of the brunette, paying no mind to the obvious tent in his trunks. He carefully kept his distance, relying on the zoom to clearly capture the swaying and bouncing of the girl's glistening ass, but it seemed he hardly need bother: she still showed no sign that she cared about the attention she was getting, even as she turned heads the whole way along the beach, more cameras rushing to capture her exhibitionist display. Or...was she even an exhibitionist? Chris couldn't tell if she was getting off on all the attention. She must have been, right?

Pausing after a ways, the brunette lingered for a minute, watching the water and absentmindedly stretching her arms, shoulders, and back. Those motions were pure joy for Chris, thrusting out her chest without a hint of reserve, rolling those glorious hips. If he'd thought he was hard before, he'd had no idea. God, what he wouldn't have given to grab her right where she stood, push her down in the sand, and clap those glorious cheeks until she moaned....

Eventually, the girl seemed to decide it was time to head back. For a moment, Chris experienced panic as she turned to walk back the way she'd come, toward him: he was still standing right there with his phone obviously pointed at her and his trunks struggling to contain his boner. And, as she turned, the woman did seem to notice him...but her only reaction was to offer him another of those same easy smiles before setting off again. Unable to believe his luck, Chris decided to push it one step further: as the brunette's path took her toward him, he started walking backwards, continuing to record her from the front this time. Again, she took notice, glancing his way, but offered no reaction, seeming content to ignore him while he did his thing.

Careful not to back into anyone, Chris continued to follow the girl, his camera hand steady. From the front, she was a whole other treat for the eyes, those full, heavy breasts bouncing ever so slightly—he was amazed how well they held up without support while clearly being all-natural. Her nipples were the dusky brown he knew was a sign of plenty of time topless in the sun. Did she do this all the time, he wondered? He wanted to walk up to her and lick one of those delicious nubs, but somehow he felt that would be a bridge too far.

Finally, she turned away from the water and headed back up the beach, seeming to recognize the spot she was returning to. With some ****, Chris chose that moment to end his recording, hitting the stop button and lowering his phone as she treated him to one last view of her walking away. Watching her recede into the crowd of the beach, he wondered for a moment if he should've tried going further...but no. This was more than enough. Relieved to find all his stuff where he'd left it, he began packing up to leave, already thinking about how much fun he'd have beating off to the video he'd captured.

"Hey." Mia was roused from her book once again by Brooke's voice. She'd actually managed to sort of forget about all the craziness of the situation and absorb a few chapters, but the sight of her friend walking up, a few last beads of lakewater still rolling down her softly shining skin, brought it all back. As she twisted her neck to spot Brooke's approach, Mia couldn't help but notice that a few people further down had their cameras aimed at her friend, clearly capturing the view she presented from behind.

Mia's heart leapt into her mouth. "Brooke!" she hissed. "People are taking pictures!"

"Oh, yeah, I know." Brooke didn't so much as shrug as she settled back down on her towel, taking a seat facing the water (and the photographers). "One guy was following me for a while, getting a video."

This...this was simply too much. Mia found herself speechless for several seconds. "And you...you're okay with that?"

That did get a shrug out of Brooke. "Sure, I don't mind."

"But...." Mia couldn't believe what she was hearing. "What if they, like, post them online?"

"Oh, I don't care," Brooke said, still the picture of nonchalance. "I mean, I assume at least a few of 'em will."

"But what if, I don't know, your boss sees them? What if your parents see them?"

At that, Brooke shot her a smirk. "Oh, come on, they won't. You know how many pictures of naked girls are on the Internet? And besides, if they're looking in those kinds of places, they shouldn't be surprised."

Mia was seriously starting to doubt her own grip on reality at this point. "You...." A realization dawned on her. "You're really...not embarrassed? At all?"

Brooke shrugged again. "Nah, why should I be? I got a hot bod. If people want to jerk off looking at me, I don't see why I should be bothered. And besides, it's not like they can't take pictures of me in a bikini too."

Mia was silent for several more seconds, shaking her head slowly. "Jesus...." She found herself looking at Brooke with fresh eyes. Had her friend always been like this? What else did Mia not know about her?

"I think I might take a nap," Brooke announced, lying back on her towel. "Wake me up in a few minutes? I don't wanna burn."

Mia blinked. "Uh...y-yeah, sure."

As Brooke closed her eyes, Mia found herself staring at her body. The way her breasts rested on her chest...Mia couldn't stop thinking about how soft they looked...how nice they'd feel to play with....

That ache stabbed through her chest again. And this time, she noticed another feeling along with it: a twinge in her pussy.

Oh God fucking damn it, I'm into this.

Wrenching her gaze away, Mia **** herself back to her book. There would be time to worry about what this meant later. Right now, with Brooke buck-ass naked on a public beach, was not the time or the place.