Jamie changes without problem, then decides to go to the nude beach

Once in the dressing room, Jamie quickly changed into her sexy bikini. When she was done, she took a moment to admire herself in the mirror over the sink. She smiled in narcissistic pleasure as she inspected her proud, firm rack and the way it seemed to burst out of the scanty cups of her top. She then turned around and inspected her butt, highlighted rather than covered by the narrow cloth strap of her tiny thong bottom.

When her vain inspection was done, Jamie threw her shorts, tank top and flip-flops into her bag then went back out to the beach. Just outside the dressing room, Jamie looked around again at all that was going on. There was so much to do, she couldn't quite decide what to do first.

Then she smiled as a sudden thought came to her. Why not indulge a long-held fantasy and visit the nude beach? She'd often wanted to go, and since she was here on her own, she could.

before she could change her mind, Jamie walked down the beach and past the sign that read "Nude Beach." The nude beach area was much smaller than the rest of the beach, and not crowded. Jamie found a spot in the middle of the beach, put her stuff down, then, as nonchalantly as she could, reached behind her and took off her bikini top.

Heart pounding, Jamie looked around. No one seemed to be paying attention to her. She looked down at her now bare breasts. Then she looked back at the beach again.

Having committed herself this far, Jamie told herself she needed to go all the way. She dropped her top and took off her bikini bottom. Then she put her bikini into her bag, spread out her towel, and lay down.

Her heartbeat was settling down now, and Jamie was feeling a thrill she'd never felt before. She didn't know if she'd make a habit of it, almost certainly not, but it was exciting to do this time.