Naked Beach Play

Finding myself rather enjoying my exposure, I wait patiently by my new companion's beach towel. Feeling the warm sand against my rear, in stark contrast to the cool spring breeze blowing across my exposed skin, I notice Kristy still holding onto the leash. I find myself expecting a number of beach goers are still enjoying the sight of me, naked and role-playing as their doggie, I keep from looking around to verify. I can't tell if I'm afraid to know they are still looking at me, exposed and naked before them, or to find out they stopped.

They relax, tanning slowly, and as people walk by, I hear them giggle and point. At least a few goofy comments result: "Nice Doggie, you have there!", "That's one day to tan!, or the silly, if surprising. chestnut of, "If you don't mind me asking, what breed of doggie do you have there?" Kristy gives simple asnkers, such as "Thanks!", though the breed answer results in her giving simularally ridiculous answers; "Exhibitionist", or "Bitch!", and as walsy, they laugh as they pass by.

I find myself sitting through it all, even as the sand seems to shift under me, casually sinking deeper into my bare, intimate folds. As I wait, I increasingly find myself hoping the dampness being made by my arousal will not make an obvious mark in the sand when inevitably we leave. Time passes, and once I notice Kristy looking over at me, smiling at my nakedness, I take the chance to speak up... or at least try to. As I start to open my mouth to speak, Kristy waves her finger dismissively before me. "Augh augh augh! Don't speak! You'll simply break everyone's fun at seeing you role-playing so! What would your friends say?" With that, she pauses, shooting a toothy grin at me, before tapping me on the nose with her right pointer finger. Letting out a giggle, she moves her shoulders a bit before continuing where she left off, "Besides, your nakedness as flown 'under the radar', if you will, likely because everyone sees it as a goofy stunt... If you stopped now, that may change...and you don't want that, hmm?"

She giggles as I make a foe-wimper, putting my head down before letting out a bark. She rubs her hand over my cheek while smiling back my way and giggling, "Now now... I'm sure there'll be time for you to enjoy playing the game! I'm sure more people get to see you, naked and role-acting as a doggie. Just like you enjoyed doing so far!, to which I bark back, moving back to sitting upright before her, even as I remain on all four.

After a bit longer, she looks back at me, A wide-eyed smile plastering her face, "Whos a good boy? Who's a good Boy?! Does the good boy want to run along the beach?", before laughing at that, whihc spread to several of my new companions nearby as I bark back at that. Choosing to keep playing the role, as not only am I still enjoying it, but her arguments made at least some sense, I got up... well, back to standing on my knees and hands, as she got up off the towel, "I'm going to take our little doggie on a walk... be back soon!"

She turns to me, ruffling my hair a bit as they smile over, giving quick replies, "Good idea!", "Have fun!", and "She'll love the exposure!", as they chuckle and chortle to each other. I wait a bit, and soon she's running along, leading me along to the shore, the waves splashing up and onto my hands, feet and knees. I have to work a bit more too keep up, even though she's not moving all that fast, as I move about on all fours. Playing along, I find my brests bouncing softly, as they stiffly hang beneth me, and my ass shaking with each step, as she parades me along the shoreline. I notice, along the way, how I'm spotted by new faces... faces that light up with smiles, staring and pointing in admusment at the sight of me.

She keeps leading me along, and I find myself smiling, once more enjoying the exposure, and she leads me along, walking backwards so she can face me, as she giggles at how the events play out. She stops, taking a moment to catch herself, and eventually manages to stop her amusement long enough to speak up, "Want to play go for a swimmy-wimmy? Maybe go fetch the stick in the water? Want to go play, hmm?"

As she giggles, and I find myself enjoying the game, I'm left moment to ponder... if it's actually my choice, rather than her having fun and simply enjoying playing the role, of course...