From Shanti,
Titirangi,
Auckland,
New Zealand.
Titirangi,
Auckland,
New Zealand.
To Joseph,
The Game Reserve,
Andhra Pradesh,
India.
The Game Reserve,
Andhra Pradesh,
India.
Dear Joseph and Lizamoa,
Hi from New Zealand. Here we are both doing fine and we hope this letter finds you both in the best of health and happiness as well.
We are enjoying this series of Stories. I enjoyed your letter too. That was the first time Lizamoa had gone topless at a beach and she was seen by those others who walked along the beach towards us but didn't make any attempt to cover herself. I agree that it was very bold of her to go topless like that but I know she found it sexy as well.
I enjoyed the swim out to the little island. I remember us talking about how funny it was that this little island had been left by itself out in the lake like that. It was a good day and even better to spend it with close friends like you both are now.
So you were checking out my tits and arse, naughty boy! I know you liked what you saw. Well, you weren't the only one. I was having a good look at you too. When your wet swim shorts clung to you I could see you getting hard from perving at me. Again, naughty boy!
Hi from New Zealand. Here we are both doing fine and we hope this letter finds you both in the best of health and happiness as well.
We are enjoying this series of Stories. I enjoyed your letter too. That was the first time Lizamoa had gone topless at a beach and she was seen by those others who walked along the beach towards us but didn't make any attempt to cover herself. I agree that it was very bold of her to go topless like that but I know she found it sexy as well.
I enjoyed the swim out to the little island. I remember us talking about how funny it was that this little island had been left by itself out in the lake like that. It was a good day and even better to spend it with close friends like you both are now.
So you were checking out my tits and arse, naughty boy! I know you liked what you saw. Well, you weren't the only one. I was having a good look at you too. When your wet swim shorts clung to you I could see you getting hard from perving at me. Again, naughty boy!
On the way back home from Rotorua we stopped off in the coastal city of Tauranga. During the summer the area is crowded with people attracted to the beaches, fishing and other holiday activities. There are many clubs and bars which cater for this crowd.
On the night we arrived at the club early as Mike said he wanted to get a good seat. We had a good meal then we followed with a few drinks while we waited for the show to begin. What we didn't know was this club was holding a wet T-shirt contest that night. It was popular too and we could see some girls entering the contest. Mike told us that during the summer this club had wet T-shirt contests every Saturday night. He suggested that I should have a go and enter.
At first, I said, "No." I was considering our guests. I didn't want Lizamoa to feel embarrassed, but after thinking about it, suddenly I changed my mind. I don't know what made me, maybe it was the drinks, but then I decided to enter the contest which would follow later that evening. I asked Lizamoa to join me.
What I didn't think about until later, Liz wasn't used to clubs and bars like this so she was not sure what she was getting herself into but when you encouraged her Joseph she decided to enter too.
Just before the show, all the contestants were gathered in a back room to change. We were each given a white T-shirt to wear. They were designed for this show as I noticed that the sponsor's name was printed lower down on the stomach rather than covering the breasts as is normal with T-shirts.
I stripped off my blouse and then my bra. Of course, that was one of the rules, "No bras allowed." Lizamoa was not sure how this worked and so she followed my example.
Just as I pulled my T-shirt over my head a guy came in and started handing out numbers to each contestant. He didn't seem worried that he was in a girl's changing room. Some of the girls hadn't put their T-shirts on but I noticed they didn't seem too worried about it either. He got a bit of a look at my tits before I pulled my T-shirt down. I looked around at Lizamoa but lucky she now had her T-shirt on before he came in.
Well, it came time for the show. We formed into a line ready to go out onto the stage. It was at this point that I began to have second thoughts but by then it was too late. I couldn't back out now. We filed onto the stage to be met with a cheer from the crowd. Two willing assistants were co-opted from the crowd for the job of wetting the T-shirts. These eager guys were given large glass beer jugs to take water from a large plastic barrel and pour it over the front of each girl.
Soon a guy came to me. At least they could have used warm water! Once wet, the white material became see-through, making my breasts and nipples clearly visible. The crowd cheered and clapped. Many guys were whistling.
Now the other guy was in front of Lizamoa. He poured the full jug of water straight down her front, soaking her and making the material of her T-shirt as transparent as mine was. There she was, standing before that huge crowd. She looked down and saw her breasts and her dark nipples clearly exposed through the wet T-shirt.
There was a moment of shock on her face and then she smiled. She had suddenly realised the exhibitionism potential of this contest. I am a bit surprised that she took it so well. If I had realised she had no idea what a wet T-shirt contest was about I would have explained it to her. But she seemed to enjoy it anyway.
On the night we arrived at the club early as Mike said he wanted to get a good seat. We had a good meal then we followed with a few drinks while we waited for the show to begin. What we didn't know was this club was holding a wet T-shirt contest that night. It was popular too and we could see some girls entering the contest. Mike told us that during the summer this club had wet T-shirt contests every Saturday night. He suggested that I should have a go and enter.
At first, I said, "No." I was considering our guests. I didn't want Lizamoa to feel embarrassed, but after thinking about it, suddenly I changed my mind. I don't know what made me, maybe it was the drinks, but then I decided to enter the contest which would follow later that evening. I asked Lizamoa to join me.
What I didn't think about until later, Liz wasn't used to clubs and bars like this so she was not sure what she was getting herself into but when you encouraged her Joseph she decided to enter too.
Just before the show, all the contestants were gathered in a back room to change. We were each given a white T-shirt to wear. They were designed for this show as I noticed that the sponsor's name was printed lower down on the stomach rather than covering the breasts as is normal with T-shirts.
I stripped off my blouse and then my bra. Of course, that was one of the rules, "No bras allowed." Lizamoa was not sure how this worked and so she followed my example.
Just as I pulled my T-shirt over my head a guy came in and started handing out numbers to each contestant. He didn't seem worried that he was in a girl's changing room. Some of the girls hadn't put their T-shirts on but I noticed they didn't seem too worried about it either. He got a bit of a look at my tits before I pulled my T-shirt down. I looked around at Lizamoa but lucky she now had her T-shirt on before he came in.
Well, it came time for the show. We formed into a line ready to go out onto the stage. It was at this point that I began to have second thoughts but by then it was too late. I couldn't back out now. We filed onto the stage to be met with a cheer from the crowd. Two willing assistants were co-opted from the crowd for the job of wetting the T-shirts. These eager guys were given large glass beer jugs to take water from a large plastic barrel and pour it over the front of each girl.
Soon a guy came to me. At least they could have used warm water! Once wet, the white material became see-through, making my breasts and nipples clearly visible. The crowd cheered and clapped. Many guys were whistling.
Now the other guy was in front of Lizamoa. He poured the full jug of water straight down her front, soaking her and making the material of her T-shirt as transparent as mine was. There she was, standing before that huge crowd. She looked down and saw her breasts and her dark nipples clearly exposed through the wet T-shirt.
There was a moment of shock on her face and then she smiled. She had suddenly realised the exhibitionism potential of this contest. I am a bit surprised that she took it so well. If I had realised she had no idea what a wet T-shirt contest was about I would have explained it to her. But she seemed to enjoy it anyway.
We had to parade across the stage in front of the judges one by one so everyone could get a good look at us before we returned to our place in the line. After this, we were asked to leave the stage so the second group of contestants could have their turn on stage.
Once the second group had finished there was a short break while the judges decided who would be in the final. Soon they had decided who the finalists were and to our surprise, both Lizamoa and I had been chosen for the final round. That meant we both had to go out and appear on stage once again with our white T-shirts wet and our breasts showing through the see-through material.
Once the second group had finished there was a short break while the judges decided who would be in the final. Soon they had decided who the finalists were and to our surprise, both Lizamoa and I had been chosen for the final round. That meant we both had to go out and appear on stage once again with our white T-shirts wet and our breasts showing through the see-through material.
So now we came to the final line-up of the last ten girls from whom the winner would be chosen. Again we all paraded onto the stage and formed a line across the stage. Lizamoa was again standing beside me. The guys came back with their water jugs to make sure our shirts were still wet and see-through.
One guy from the crowd called out, "Take it off!"
Others took up the cry, "We want tits!" "Show us your tits!"
The noise got louder and a group around one table started to clap and chant. Others picked it up until soon it seemed like the whole room was chanting.
Suddenly one girl pulled her T-shirt up and over her head. The crowd roared. Some guys whistled and others were clapping. Two others, not to be outdone, followed her and bared their breasts as well. The chanting and clapping continued as a few other girls slipped their T-shirts off. When the girl next to me followed, I looked down at myself. The swell of my breasts and the dark points of my nipples were clearly visible.
I thought, "Why not! It won't be much more than what I'm showing now."
I looked at Lizamoa and asked, “Shall we too?”
She just smiled back at me as she reached for her T-shirt.
Reaching down I grasped the T-shirt and quickly lifted it up over my head. The shirt fell to the floor leaving me standing there in just my jeans. I was nervous for sure but at the same time, it turned me on too. I'd gone topless and even nude in front of a crowd before at the Ripper Stripper Party but this wasn't like that at all. This was in front of everyone completely clothed. I found myself suddenly enjoying baring my breasts in front of such a large crowd.
Beside me, Lizamoa had taken her T-shirt off too. She stood there in just her jeans, naked from the waist up. I’m surprised at how far she had come because it wasn’t even a week since she arrived from India. I know that for Lizamoa it was the first time she’d gone topless in public like this but she was smiling and leaving her breasts totally bare for the crowd to enjoy. I have to admit that she did look pretty hot there topless. Lizamoa your breasts stand out without too much sagging. I know you were turned on because your large nipples were a lot harder than usual too.
Two Indian women with their tits bare. I bet that was a surprise for many in that club.
In the end, of the ten girls on stage, only two remained in their T-shirts while the rest of us were topless. I think it must have made a really sexy show for the audience watching.
One guy from the crowd called out, "Take it off!"
Others took up the cry, "We want tits!" "Show us your tits!"
The noise got louder and a group around one table started to clap and chant. Others picked it up until soon it seemed like the whole room was chanting.
Suddenly one girl pulled her T-shirt up and over her head. The crowd roared. Some guys whistled and others were clapping. Two others, not to be outdone, followed her and bared their breasts as well. The chanting and clapping continued as a few other girls slipped their T-shirts off. When the girl next to me followed, I looked down at myself. The swell of my breasts and the dark points of my nipples were clearly visible.
I thought, "Why not! It won't be much more than what I'm showing now."
I looked at Lizamoa and asked, “Shall we too?”
She just smiled back at me as she reached for her T-shirt.
Reaching down I grasped the T-shirt and quickly lifted it up over my head. The shirt fell to the floor leaving me standing there in just my jeans. I was nervous for sure but at the same time, it turned me on too. I'd gone topless and even nude in front of a crowd before at the Ripper Stripper Party but this wasn't like that at all. This was in front of everyone completely clothed. I found myself suddenly enjoying baring my breasts in front of such a large crowd.
Beside me, Lizamoa had taken her T-shirt off too. She stood there in just her jeans, naked from the waist up. I’m surprised at how far she had come because it wasn’t even a week since she arrived from India. I know that for Lizamoa it was the first time she’d gone topless in public like this but she was smiling and leaving her breasts totally bare for the crowd to enjoy. I have to admit that she did look pretty hot there topless. Lizamoa your breasts stand out without too much sagging. I know you were turned on because your large nipples were a lot harder than usual too.
Two Indian women with their tits bare. I bet that was a surprise for many in that club.
In the end, of the ten girls on stage, only two remained in their T-shirts while the rest of us were topless. I think it must have made a really sexy show for the audience watching.
They then announced the final winners. A red-haired girl took third place. She stepped forward as the crowd cheered. Obviously, she was a favourite. Next, they announced the second-place winner. It was a real surprise when they called it was Lizamoa. Wow, that was a shock for her as well. It took her a second for it to sink in before she stepped forward to an even louder cheer.
Finally, they chose another dark-haired girl as the winner. I think she was part Maori because she had beautiful light honey coloured skin. Even her breasts appeared to be lightly tanned as well. I knew she would do well as she was a very beautiful girl. I was not too worried that I didn’t win anything because after all getting to take part in the contest was sexy enough for me. I was glad that Lizamoa came second. I think she was very happy with that. I know she was happy with the $1,500.00 she won.
Later, Lizamoa used part of the money to buy us dinner the following evening but the rest she used to pay for the Ripper Stripper Party, but that is another story.
Finally, they chose another dark-haired girl as the winner. I think she was part Maori because she had beautiful light honey coloured skin. Even her breasts appeared to be lightly tanned as well. I knew she would do well as she was a very beautiful girl. I was not too worried that I didn’t win anything because after all getting to take part in the contest was sexy enough for me. I was glad that Lizamoa came second. I think she was very happy with that. I know she was happy with the $1,500.00 she won.
Later, Lizamoa used part of the money to buy us dinner the following evening but the rest she used to pay for the Ripper Stripper Party, but that is another story.
When we returned to the changing room we dried ourselves off as best we could but since the water had run down our bodies when they poured it on, our jeans were still fairly wet. Not that it worried us too much on such as warm evening.
We replaced our bras and blouses and as we left the room I noticed Liz had picked up her wet T-shirt. At the door, she asked the guy if she could keep it.
“Sure. You can put it in this,” he said and he handed her a plastic bag.
"Thank you," she replied.
Then he asked her a question. "Was that your first Wet T-shirt contest?"
"Yes," Lizamoa answered. "I have never even seen one before."
"You've never seen one? You were brave."
"No, we don't have these contests where I come from."
"Are you not from New Zealand are you?"
I would have thought he would have guessed that. Her accent would have given her away.
"No, I am visiting my friend Shanti. I come from India."
"Well I hope you had fun," he said with a laugh. Then to our surprise, he added. "You looked so hot out there. I would have given you first prize."
For a moment Lizamoa was caught by surprise. She looked a little embarrassed and then she smiled at him, "Thank you," she said as she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"You are welcome," he added as we moved on.
That was a surprise! Another huge step for Liz.
We replaced our bras and blouses and as we left the room I noticed Liz had picked up her wet T-shirt. At the door, she asked the guy if she could keep it.
“Sure. You can put it in this,” he said and he handed her a plastic bag.
"Thank you," she replied.
Then he asked her a question. "Was that your first Wet T-shirt contest?"
"Yes," Lizamoa answered. "I have never even seen one before."
"You've never seen one? You were brave."
"No, we don't have these contests where I come from."
"Are you not from New Zealand are you?"
I would have thought he would have guessed that. Her accent would have given her away.
"No, I am visiting my friend Shanti. I come from India."
"Well I hope you had fun," he said with a laugh. Then to our surprise, he added. "You looked so hot out there. I would have given you first prize."
For a moment Lizamoa was caught by surprise. She looked a little embarrassed and then she smiled at him, "Thank you," she said as she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"You are welcome," he added as we moved on.
That was a surprise! Another huge step for Liz.
We have been looking at your suggestion that we should come to India to visit you. At the moment Mike is very busy with his work. He is also considering changing jobs. He has been offered the chance to become a partner in a car sales business.
If he takes this new business opportunity then it would not be good for him to take too much time off until they get the business established and running properly. At this time we are thinking that towards the end of the year or even over the Christmas period might be the best time for us to travel. Would this be a good time for you as well since we want to be there at a time that works for you as well? We want to spend as much time together as we can with you both?
Anyway, I will keep you informed as things develop and we are better able to see what our chances of getting away for a holiday are.
If he takes this new business opportunity then it would not be good for him to take too much time off until they get the business established and running properly. At this time we are thinking that towards the end of the year or even over the Christmas period might be the best time for us to travel. Would this be a good time for you as well since we want to be there at a time that works for you as well? We want to spend as much time together as we can with you both?
Anyway, I will keep you informed as things develop and we are better able to see what our chances of getting away for a holiday are.
Well, this ends another letter from us. We are looking forward to you telling us about the night when we finally got naked in front of each other.
Bye for now,
Love from;
Shanti and Mike.
Love from;
Shanti and Mike.
Hi Susan (Sexy Sue)
ReplyDeleteWe also noticed that they have been over looked and carry no comments so now the four of us are going to take turns doing comment for them.
I like this story. The idea of amateur women going to a club and doing that is sexy. We have many clubs like that in Japan. We all went to one but then the girls were not willing to take part. Now I think they would be.
I notice that in your club the girls only went to topless. Often with these shows total nudity is the norm now. Was this normal there too? I understand in this story to was written to fit with the progressively getting more sexy? Have you actually done that Susan? Have you gone just topless or even fully nude in a contest like this?
Kenshin,
Tukiko & Masanori & Sakura.
Hi Kenshin
ReplyDeleteI get to reply to the guy.
Yes we didn't think a full nude contest would work in this case since Lizamoa was only new to it all so we just went with the girls ending up topless. I'm glad you noticed the progressiveness of their adventures. This actually caused some debate among us at first. I wanted Lizamoa to jump in quickly but Anne and Shandra, both being Asian girls, thought a slower series would work better. So what do you think Lizamoa should have done?
Now you are asking about me, Kenshin. You know who you are asking don't you? Sexy Sue! Of course I've tried it. I did that wet-T shirt contest a couple of times. Both times I got to get my tits out on show. I entered a amateur strip contest at a club in Auckland. Yes that was a total nude contest too. To my surprise I took first, second and third place. It seems all the other girls were professional girls brought over from other clubs. I was the only amateur there LOL
Susan
You an amateur Susan?
DeleteI think you make a profession out of being sexy. Looking hot, teasing and flirting, getting naked and showing whenever you can and generally shocking people with your sexness.
LOL Allan snr.