Your normal one

“Why don't you and I have a normal walk on the beach and see where our mood takes us. Did you bring the blue bikini?” You ask. Jess smiles.

“Of course. I know you like that one. I still can't figure out why.” You haven't told her that it's because her nipples nearly tear through it every time they get remotely wet. The fabric has this horrible tendency to cling to her supple breasts. Jess's body is smooth and polished, and while she is toned, she is not as defined as other people dedicated to exercise. She blames you on not developing the rock hard abs she wants sometimes, mostly as you have her bent over the couch or bed. But, she often adds if you're not enjoying her physical traits, her breasts might not be so round and perky. “They might slim down if I exercised more,” she'd told me. “Good thing I have you looking after my girlish figure.”

“John?” Jess shakes you out of your memory again. She sees the look on your face and gives you a slow smile. “Is this bikini too much for you, baby? Too much of my young, nubile tits?” she teases. Your eyes fall without shame to her firm breasts, high and obvious on her chest. She looks at you again, and the teasing seems to stop. “Oh, I know that look,” she says. “I'm going for a walk on the beach before I let you do all those things that I love to my firm, fit body,” she says. She leans over, bending at the waist to send her taut, round ass in the air. “I'll get that blue bikini, and we'll walk on the beach. If you behave,” she says, standing and turning to you, actually spinning on one heel, “I will give you whatever you want today. “If you're unable to keep your hands off of my tight ass or make a scene, you'll be lucky to see me naked tonight,” she promises. She lets a quick smile crease her face before her face goes serious again.

“So, I'm going to let you watch me change,” she tells you, and her hands go to her bikini bottom. You find yourself entranced by the black thong, and she lazily slides her hands between the bands on her hips. She catches your eyes with a slow move of her head, and runs her tongue gently over her bottom lip before giving you a soft, teasing smile. The corners of her now-glistening lips turn up in a slow smile as she watches your reaction. “Just going to push this little strip of fabric out of the way,” she breathes, and her voice is slow drifting smoke as she reveals her cleanly shaven pussy to you. She lets the sliding thong move out of the way completely, sliding to her ankles.

Jess turns slowly and bends over, giving you a view of her sinewy profile, though you catch yourself staring at the smooth curve of her ass, her soft skin and loving a memory of your time with your hand resting on it. Jess loves the public displays (less so with her parents around) when you two are out. “You don't mind me showing you off?” you teased her once during a concert. She looked back with a confused look. “I'm showing you off,” she told you. You kissed her and she smiled.

Your eyes come back to the present with her hand slowly tracing the curve of her right cheek with a finger, her eyes locking with yours. You recognize the teasing, and she continues by standing up and reaching behind her. You vaguely recall noticing that the small swimsuit was tied behind her back. She pulls gently on the string, and the two triangles fall slightly away from your girlfriend's perfect breasts. The fabric still hides the nipples, and Jess glances down at her own breasts as she continues with what seems to be a delightful impromptu strip show. “Looks like you're taking a lot of trips down memory lane, {first_name},” Jess tells you. “How on earth can I keep you in front of me?” she asks, her eyes falling first on your now very erect cock pushing out of your pants. You see her fight back a giggle trying to keep in her little bit of character. Quickly recovering, she tugs gently at the corner of the patch of fabric, pulling it against her nipple. Her mouth falls open a little as she she's her hardened flesh pushing through the cloth. “Will this help?” she asks, and you wonder if you'll make it to the beach at all. “Or would it be nicer in the other bikini, where every man and woman who sees you with that gorgeous girl on your side knows you keep her horny all the time?” Her breath catches at the idea.

With that, Jess lets the bikini top fall. She pulls it away from the front, causing her firm breasts to jiggle slightly, her nipples bouncing and tracing hypnotic patterns in the air in front of you. Without saying a word, she reaches down to the blue bikini she'd laid out on the bed, and grabs the bottom. It's a plain bottom, but she gives you anything but a plain view as she turns away from you. She bends over at the waist, and you groan as her round ass gives way to her tight and trimmed sex. She leans back slightly to pull the cool blue bikini bottoms on. She slides them over her calves, stepping into one leg at a time before sliding them up to her thighs. She inches them up, closer and closer until finally her smooth rear is covered. When she turns to you again, she makes no effort to cover her exposed breasts and bends over again, this time from the side so you can watch her right tit fall slightly away from her chest. She gently pulls her top up and ties it, her nipples gently poking at the fabric covering her tits. “I have a deal for you,” she says playfully.

“If you can keep your hands off my ass and tits for the walk — the whole walk, I will do whatever you want tonight in bed. If you grab my ass in pubic, then I will make sure you get no relief from me tonight. Or tomorrow until sundown."