[F] I lost my bikini bottoms in the sea and had to show everyone my pussy...

Sooooo Jake and I used to be closer. Back at uni, we spent late nights binging sci-fi series, arguing about Star Wars and co-op grinding through video games. He even helped me paint my Eldar minis once. Terribly, but still…

Lately, though, we'd drifted. Life got in the way. So when he offered sunshine and sand and a break from the world, I thought why the fuck not?

Now I was standing waist-deep in the ocean, showing him my smooth pussy, the water lapping gently against my clit and making me feel like a slut. Jake was watching with his eyes wide, and I wondered if his cock was getting hard for me, if he was imagining taking my bikini top too and unleashing my huge tits and hard nipples and sucking on my…

I should back up a little. We'd been messing around for the last half hour; splash fights, stupid races, that easy best-friend energy we'd always had. It felt good and free and nostalgic, and as much as I saw Jake as a friend, it felt nice to show off my little blue bikini and my body.

Then it happened; one moment I was diving beneath a wave, squealing at the chill as the sea wrapped around my body. The next, I surfaced and felt…off. My hands immediately darted down between my legs, heart hammering, and, like some sort of wild anxiety dream, I realised my bikini bottoms were completely gone.

I was suddenly naked from the waist down, and he was the only person close enough to notice. I ducked deeper into the water, crouching low enough that my breasts were nearly submerged, hair clinging wetly to my face.

"Everything okay?" Jake asked, paddling closer with an easy smile. Jake was only a few feet away, grinning like an idiot, slicked hair dripping, sea foam clinging to his abs.

"I, uh…" I licked my lips. My cheeks were burning. "I lost something."

"Not your contact lenses again?" he teased.

I paddled my hands wildly, gripping at the sea and coming up with nothing. "My bikini bottoms."

He blinked. "What?"

I hesitated, looked around, then leaned in just slightly. "Jake. I lost my bikini bottoms."

He laughed. "Shut up. No, you didn't."

"I'm not joking!"

"Bullshit." He splashed a little water in my direction. "You're messing with me."

I hissed, "Jake. I'm serious. I felt them come off. The ocean fucking ate them."

He stopped moving. His face shifted and his gaze dropped. "You're actually…?"

I nodded, mortified.

"You mean you're naked right now?"

"From the waist down, yes," I hissed.

His voice dropped. "No way."

"I'm not going to show you, perv."

Jake held up his hands, grinning. "I didn't say anything!"

"You didn't have to."

"I mean, damn," he said, glancing around. "That's a pretty serious wardrobe malfunction."

"I know!"

"What do you want me to do?"

"I don't know…" I looked around wildly. Our stuff, sitting on the sand, looked a million miles away. "Swim to shore and bring me a towel? Your shirt? Something?"

He didn't move. "You're bullshitting me."

"I'm not!"

He moved in closer, the water rippling between us. His tone changed. "Prove it."

My heart jumped. "Prove what?"

He tilted his head, brushing his hand through his wet hair. "Just lift up a little. Let me see."

"No way."

"Come on," he said softly. "If you want me to help, then prove it. I've fallen for your tricks before!"

I thought about my pussy, completely bare, waxed smooth and soft. The water lapped at my thighs and parting them just slightly, rocking me open. The though of showing him made me feel excited but a little sick with embarrassment.

"I can't believe you're asking me to flash you."

"Not a flash," he said. "Just a peek. Just to prove it." He leaned in a little closer. "I won't tell anyone."

I suddenly felt humiliated, but beneath it, I felt something else, something exciting, and my body was reacting before I even made the decision.

I rose just enough. Just an inch or two. The sea level dropped beneath my hips, and I knew it would only take a second, just long enough for the soft curve of my mound to breach the surface, exposed, slick, and very bare.

His eyes widened.

Then I dropped back down into the water, chest heaving.

"Holy shit," he murmured.

"Happy now?"

He didn't answer.

His gaze was fixed on the place the water had parted. I wanted to die.

"You have no idea what that just did to me," Jake said, stepping closer. The water rocked gently between us, but I was very aware of just how close he was now. A foot. Maybe less. The ocean wasn't exactly crystal clear, but I could still feel how exposed I was. I could feel the soft pressure of the current against my clit, and worse, i kinda liked it…

"I'm still in shock," Jake said, his voice low and serious. "You're completely smooth…"

I swallowed, cheeks flaming. "So?"

"So…I think I kinda liked it." He looked around the water. We were alone. "Can I see it again?"

"Jake!" I swallowed. My legs were slightly parted. My nipples were hard and poking through the thin fabric of my soaked bikini top. The water sloshed gently around us.I let out a shaky breath.

"You're supposed to be my best friend!"

"I am!" he laughed. "I just…really want to see your pussy again."

Beneath the water, my pussy clenched.

He took half a step closer. His thigh brushed against mine under the water. Skin on skin. Bare. My skin. Then I felt it; his hand underwater, gentle, just the barest graze against my hip. Nothing pushy. Just a touch. Testing.

I didn't stop him.

His fingers brushed down again, bolder this time, tracing the curve of my hip, skimming toward my bare ass under the surface.

"God. You're really fucking naked," he murmured. "Completely bare."

I nodded, throat too tight to speak.

His hand slipped a little lower. I gasped. His fingers slid along the swell of my ass, then up again, along my lower back. The water made everything slippery and teasing. I pressed my thighs together, but that just made the sensation worse. My clit throbbed.

"You really want me to show you again?" I asked, breathless now, head filled with dirty thoughts. He nodded.

I took a deep breath and stood up.