Public Nudity / Beach / Build Up to It

JayJay puts on some music. You look around at all of their excited faces, excited faces looking up at you, and it seems like too much.

But then you remember why you are here. You are here because you want to be. You are here because you are tired of everyone calling your older sister with her big boobs "the pretty one" and telling you that you will "grow up to be a lovely woman, one day." You are here, naked and bright, to be worshiped as a goddess. And these boys are here to worship you.

And with that, you dance.

Your lithe figure moves with the music, thin hips and budding breasts turning and rolling while a cascading blonde curtain of hair flares and swings around you. Everyone is cheering. You are cheering. One of the boys hands you a clear drink in a tiny little glass cup. You thought it was water but it was not. When you toss it back they cheer louder. Even as you cough and sputter they cheer for you.

JayJay climbs up and wraps an arm around your hips. He dances with you. One of his hands slides down and cups your bottom as the other rubs up and down along the middle of your back. He pulls your naked body against his much larger form. You thought he had a shirt on. He doesn't anymore. His skin against yours feels like a furnace, but not bad, just dry and furious and hot.

Everything is spinning. You need to do something. You don't really remember what. You try to think, even as you dance.

You need to...

...hug JayJay closer and feel the warmth of him against your face. Request --Notsooldpervert (talk) 18:47, 2 January 2020 (UTC)

...sit in Eli's lap. He is waving you over. Request --Notsooldpervert (talk) 15:57, 30 December 2019 (UTC)