Topless Britney comes aboard!

In reality, the truth was a bit of in between. Britney wasn't a slut, but did enjoy the attention. Her top had flown off by accident, and she was embarrassed, but she also felt a drunken thrill at exposure. She cupped her nipples to preserve modesty, but felt a flutter in her heart knowing everyone had seen her breasts, which she also knew were pretty legendary. So, despite her embarrassment she still had a nervous grin on her face as she rode in the inter tube.

Unfortunately, this just made Lauren seem all the more right about her to the other's on the boat.

"I guess she doesn't mind being topless..."

"That is sort of ****..."

Lauren smiled, hearing the doubt in their voices. Brad, sensing the fun was over, killed the engine. He stood and hauled the inter tube towards the boat. Britney stumbled aboard, cupping her huge breasts with a nervous grin. She was dripping wet from the spray of water.

"Looks like I had an accident!" Britney said cheerfully.

"Sure. An 'accident'." Brad said.

"W... what?" Britney asked.

"I guess she really is a bit of a slut!" Someone muttered. Britney flushed bright red, being topless losing any novelty as shame grew in her...