Literotic asexstories – Touched for the Very First Time by Racqel,Racqel
I was only eighteen at this time and I had never been topless before. Many of my friends had tried topless sun tanning, the braver ones at the beach, but others had at least given it a try in the privacy of their own homes. I hadn’t.
There was nobody at home so I thought it would be a great opportunity to give it a try. I sat up on the deck chair and I undid my bikini top straps with my right hand. The top dropped by the side of the chair. I then lay back and enjoyed the feeling of the sun against my naked bare white breasts, exposed to the sunlight for their very first time.
It was then when I heard my neighbor’s voice calling from the other side of the hedge between our houses.
“Hi Rachel, its Pam here would you mind helping me for a few minutes with something? I promise it won’t take long.”
How did Pam know I was home unless she was peering through a gap in the hedge? I instinctively pulled my arms across my breasts to cover them up.
I put the top back on and I stood up and walked to the hedge. Pam stood there in one of her usual slutty little outfits. She was wearing tiny little denim shorts. Pam was around 40 years old, more than double my age. She had a great figure, was thin and tall and had long flowing blonde hair. My brother loved to look at her and thought she was a real cute babe as he put it.
“I am just by my pool tanning, let me get something on and I will come right over.” I called back to her.
“No, no, just climb through the gap here and come as you are, there is nobody else here and it will only take a minute.” She replied.
I did as she asked and I went over into her garden still in my bikini.
“I am hanging a new picture and I need you to hold it for me so that I can work out which is the best spot for it.” Pam explained.
We walked together towards her house and entered her loungeroom, where I held her picture up against the one wall, and then against the next wall as she stood back and assessed.
“Thank you for your help.” She finally decided which spot to put the picture.
“Before you go, I have something for you. Just give me a minute. This arrived in the mail with no return address and it is new with tags and all. It must have been a mail order. Anyway, I think it will suit you.” Pam spoke as she disappeared into the next room.
She came back holding a US parcel service envelope with bubble wrap inside. She handed it to me and I pulled out a blue lycra swimsuit.
“It’s a Brazilian tanga style, with the high cut back but I think it’s stunning and it would really suit you, and it’s a small size. Come on go try it on. You can go in the bathroom just behind that door.”
I didn’t really want to take it, but Pam was being quite forceful so I went inside the bathroom and then separated the top and bottom. I took my bikini off and I tried on the blue tanga bottoms. It was not a g-string at the back but rather shaped like a v triangle, and unlike a bikini, which covers most of the butt cheek this cut from the waist half way into the butt and then became a g-string. I felt far too exposed with such little cover. My black bikini was a full low cut back and this tanga swimsuit felt like someone had just taken a scissors and cut out the sides. I turned around and looked at my butt in the bathroom mirror. My white un-tanned butt stood out around the thin strip of material, making it looks like my bikini had been badly shrunken. I untied my black bikini top, which had the underwire to support large breasts and I put on the Brazilian top. It was very skimpy. It didn’t provide much coverage. A lot of skin on the side of my breasts showed and the smallish top showed plenty cleavage. It was cut so low that it just covered my nipples. I pulled the strings tighter to try pull out the material to get more coverage but it only pulled tighter against my breasts. This style top was not the best for big breasts as the only support was the thin strings. Lucky my breasts were quite firm. I again looked at myself in the mirror. The top looked like what I imagine one wears to pose for a men’s magazine. I was reluctant to go out and make an appearance outside the bathroom.
“Hey Rachael, we don’t have all day, are you ready yet?” Pam shouted from outside the door.
There was no way I was going to get out of this. She wanted to see how I looked in this gift so I took a deep breath, opened the door and paraded out.
“Pam , you are really nice to offer this to me, but it really does not suit me. Thank you anyway.” I said to her quickly without even taking a breath between words.
“Oh no you are wrong. You look unbelievable in this. You have just the right body to pull it off, so be proud of it and enjoy it, show it off. Let others enjoy it if not for you!” Pam responded not taking no for an answer.
Meanwhile her dogs started to bark.
“Klaus, my pool cleaner is here” Pam said as she went to open the door.
Oh no, a guy is arriving and I am dressed like this. I quickly went back to the bathroom to rid myself of this and put my nice traditional black bikini back on. I got to the bathroom door and shit! I had closed it behind me and now could not open it. I didn’t know where to put myself; I was feeling so uncomfortable and in desperate need of being covered up. My butt was mostly naked and my tits were gaping out like a slut. This was so not I. I stood there with my feet almost shaking from nerves as Pam walked in with a tall guy in his twenties, with short blonde hair and a little resemblance to Brad Pitt.
“Klaus, this is my neighbor, Rachel” Pam introduced me.
Klaus walked over to shake my hands. I shook his hands nervously, feeling too exposed to be in the presence of a stranger.
“Rachel, I am going to tan, please come along and join me, I have new deck chairs which need to be road tested.”
“I need to get back to my studying” I made an excuse to just get away.
“Don’t you need your house keys?” Pam asked me.
I had left them inside with my swimsuit.
“So come and relax with me while my gardener works out a way to break into my bathroom and get it for you”
I realized I did not have a choice so I followed Pam out to her pool.
Pam had changed into a red g-string bottom and a towel. She lay and tanned topless. I noticed that she had quite small size A breasts.
“I need some sun cream, it’s really hot today” Pam commented.
“Klaus!!! Please bring me the sun cream I left it in the entrance hall” she shouted across the garden to the house.
Klaus arrived with a big 500ml bottle of sun cream.
As if rehearsed, Pam got up and turned around as Klaus rubbed and massaged the cream into her back and down her legs. He took his time giving her a good massage while rubbing the lotion in.
I ignored them and picked up a Vogue magazine lying on the table next to the deck chair and quietly kept to my own business as I read the latest celebrity gossip.
“Klaus, go give Rachel some sun cream, I am worried her pale skin will burn red.”
I was about to say no and that I didn’t need any, when Klaus sat down on my deck chair and told me to turn around. I just did as he said.
He rubbed the cream all over my back, giving me a great massage. I felt his strong hand kneading the muscles down the length of my spine. He then massaged my tight shoulders. It felt quite good. They were stressed out from leaning over and studying for exams. I thought he was done when I felt cream being put on the small of my back and then drops landing on my butt cheek, which was now exposed with this new swimsuit.
He rubbed the cream in to my butt cheeks and then applied long strokes down my thigh and leg. I was quite enjoying this actually. After a few minutes he told me to turn around and sit up, which I did. He then from behind me reached his hand around my side and rubbed the cream onto my stomach. I was very ticklish. He was ensuring the cream covered every inch where I could sunburn. He squirted a handful of sun cream into his hand and then still sitting behind me with his hands reaching around to my front he put some cream on my neck and rubbed it around and then down to the edges of bikini top.
He continued lathering the cream all over me and just when I thought it was probably enough, he put more cream into his hand and rubbed it in from my stomach upwards. His hands went up and this time as he got to the borders of my bikini top he didn’t stop. His hand slipped under my top and continued upwards. As his fingers touched my breasts I felt my breath get sucked out of me. I was in a state of fright. My whole body tensed. I know I should have responded but pulling away and screaming at him for crossing the boundaries but I didn’t. I just froze and let him continue. I felt his fingers brushing against my virgin soft voluptuous breasts – never been touched by a man before. Time just slowed right down as I felt sensations of vibrating waves of pleasure pulsate throughout my being. I should have pulled his hands away and stopped him, but I was taken for a ride and the waves were stronger and mightier than little me. They dragged me along. His fingers one by one brushed up and across my nipples. My nipples hardened and went erect into little points of raw nerves, which stood out. I ached for more of this new sensation, which I could not describe. My mouth was dry and salty and I felt a volcano erupting inside my abdomen. After a few rounds across my breasts he pulled his hand from under my top and then walked away to do something else. I hated him for stopping. It was such a rush and then an anti-climax.I wanted that floating out of the world feeling I was experiencing for the first time in my life to continue to build up more and more.
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