Jake fucks Abbie while she wears the white one-piece

Jake took a second look. "Boring, but kind of gives me high school vibes."

"Oh, got a little teen fantasy going on?"

Jake smiled. "Sure, if that's your thing."

"It's your thing," Abbie sassed back.

"Look, if we're going to talk about my thing, then I'm going to need to examine this boring bathing suit up close and personal. Is that okay with you?" Jake toyed with the zipper again, pulling it down, and pulling it back up. "This zipper isn't really doing much for me."

He ran his hands along her sides. "Is this material supposed to be like aerodynamic or something?"

"That's for flying."

"Hydro, then?"

Abbie laughed. "I don't know! You don't like it?"

"No!" Jake relaxed. "No, I don't. If you want to know the truth, watching you change clothes like this has me fucking horny as hell, and all I want to do is rip the suit off you and take you here on the couch."

Abbie blushed. "You sure know how to sweet talk a girl," she said with a fake southern accent.

Jake got quieter. "Is that what you want? Do you want me to rip that boring white bathing suit off your body? Do you want me to tear it open and then fuck you?"

Abbie looked at him more seriously, and matching his quieter tone -- and without a fake accent -- said, "Like I said -- you sure know how to sweet talk a girl."

Jake reached for the top of the zipper, and pulled it down an inch or so. Abbie glanced down, and in a quick move, Jake grabbed both sides of the top, and pulled them apart roughly. The zipper tore from one side of the suit while clinging to the other. The top was still vaguely held together by the zipper, but there was now a sizable hole between the zippera and the right side of the suit.

Jake grabbed the loose cloth where the zipper had torn away, and yanked it hard, causing it to tear through. "Cheap piece of shit," he muttered.

Abbie's heart began to race. She hadn't seen him play this kind of **** before. Surely he can't be really mad about anything, can he? she thought. He must have read her mind, because he winked at her as he grabbed the tattered cloth hanging over her right side and hip, and ripped it again. Abbie sighed in relief, confident now that this was all in the name of fun.

The suit was pretty well destroyed around her right side. Her right breast was mostly exposed now, and with another rip or two, the bottom portion of the suit would easily become detached (or mostly detached) from the top.

"How do you like the white suit now?" Jake asked, a devilish grin growing on his face.

Abbie looked at herself in the mirror. She held her nearly exposed breast in her hand and then pulled at the torn material. "Kinda looks better than it did before."

She hadn't seen it at first, but as she had walked to the mirror, Jake pulled off his own shorts, and was standing a few feet away from her, jerking off. When she saw him, she grabbed parts of the suit, and tore more of the cloth. She pulled the ripped bits away from her, revealing more skin, then tore it further, and yet again.

Jake slowly walked toward her, still stroking his cock. As he neared her, she tore more of the suit off her body, now revealing her entire stomach, and the way some of the cloth fell, the edges of her pubic region.

Jake grabbed hold of part of the right side, but pulling toward the back, all but severed the bottom of the suit from the rest. As he dropped the cloth, half of her ass came into view. There was something even more alluring seeing parts of her nakedness exposed through this ripped bathing suit. It was as if the suit said we meant to cover her body, but we failed, and this is the result. Jake resume pulling on his dick, and moved one more step toward Abbie.