My First Thong On the Beach.
Two weeks ago, on Spring Break, I finally decided to bite the bullet and wear a thong bikini to the beach. I had always wanted to, but never built up the nerves to do so. This year,now that I'm 22, it would be different. I bought my new swimwuit online back in January and told myself that I was going to wear it no matter what. The suit was a black microbikini, with white trim. It also has a matching top to go with it. It fits me perfectly. After the plane ride down I became kind of nervous and even started to shivver a little. The hotel was very secluded, which to me was a relief. Next I decided to go out and scout the beach. The beach was very pleasant; it was pretty big and only had about thirty people on it. Many of the people were middle aged or in their twenties. Only a couple people brought their kids along. I also didn't see anyone wearing a thong, which to me wasn't very encouraging. But that didn't matter, I was still determined to wear my new thong. The weather was perfect, it was sunny and about 86 degrees. So I went back to the hotel and began to get ready to go to the beach. By now it was about noon and I hadn't even unpacked my suitcase. But that could wait. I grabbed my swimsuit and put it on. I couldn't believe I was about to do this. Then I wrapped my towel around me grabbed my tanning lotion, a book and started to walk to the beach. I knew no one would know who I was, but I still felt nervous. As I made my way through the hotel lobby and then the pool area, my heart began to beat faster and faster. I was finally at the beach. There now seemed to be about fifty people on the beach, but I didn't care. I picked out a spot down the beach about forty feet away from anyone. I was finally the time there was no turning back now. I slowly unwrapped my towel and layed it out in the sand. The feeling was something I will never forget. I felt so good and at the same time a little naughty. I then layed out on the towel face down and began to read my book. The sun felt so great on my bare bottom. After about an hour, I felt like I was getting hot and decided to go for a swim. I was feeling pretty daring so I got up and proceeded to go for a dip in the ocean. The water felt great. As I was walking back to my towel a man approached me. My body started to go numb. He was smiling and looked like he was also a visitor at the hotel. He said "Thank you so much for wearing a thong. My wife and I both were a little afraid of being the only ones wearing thongs on the beach." He then told me that his wife was going back to their hotel room to put on one of her thongs. I said that I would be glad to have some thong wearing company next to me on the beach. He then left to go back to his hotel room. A few minutes later his wife returned in a much smaller thong than mine. She told me her husband had just recieved a call from work and had to leave for the next two days. But she would remain at the hotel for the rest of the week. She layed out next to me for the rest of the day. We talked for quite a while until she asked me if I had any other suits with me. I said no. She then invited me to her room and would let me pick out a suit to wear the next day since we were both a size 4. The next morning I decided to take her up on the offer. I put on my old suit, once again wrapped my towel around me and went to her room and she showed me her suits. She had six of them, and all of them were consideralby smaller than mine. She reassured me that I could pull all of them off. I picked the white one. It was a extreme micro bikini, the bottom covered no more than just enough. And the top consisted of two triangles that were about three square inches each. She then told me I could keep the suit, only if I wore it the entire day. I thanked her and put on the new suit in her bathroom and wrapped my towel around me. As I was about to leave she told me to remove my towel before I walked to the beach. I was unsure about walking around the hotel in this new thong, but she insisted. What could I do, she was giving me the suit. So I did as she said. I thanked her again and started to walk through the hotel. I felt almost completely naked. But I have to admit, it was a little exhillerating. As I approached the lobby there was a group of people, I tried to walk quickly past, but they all saw me and stared. But I was now at the point where I didn't care, because I know I look good in a thong. Throughout the rest of the week, I no longer walked around with a towel wrapped aroud me. I was confident about myself and at the end of the trip had one of the best tans ever.