[lcdrjmc] RP: Jenny at Hanauma Bay (The Sea/F nc) by lcdrjmc@aol.com Standard Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic fiction. It is intended for Adults Only, so if you're not--then go away. It is not intended for sale, but if you'd like to pass it around, feel free. Just keep the header and text as is and all will be well. Have fun. LCDRJMC Jenny at Hanauma Bay Part 1 Jenny stood at the balcony of her hotel room at the Royal Hawaiian, looking at the grandeur of Diamond Head and Waikiki Beach in the morning sun. It was the beginning of another glorious day in paradise and Jenny was still terribly excited about it all. Her life-long dream of a trip to Hawaii was finally happening and, even after being here for only a few days, she still couldn't believe it. The islands had proven to be even more beautiful then she had ever imagined. The trip would have been perfect if she could have gone with her husband instead of her long-time friend Ashley, but a sudden business commitment had ruled out his coming. It was only through the most amazing good fortune that her good friend had indicated, about the same time as her husband's announcement, she was ready for an adventure in the tropics, if only someone could help pay her way. And there was Jenny all ready to go with two round-trip tickets, car rental, and hotel rooms already paid in full. "Isn't life wonderful?" Jenny thought, still taking in the beautiful sight of dawn over Oahu. Now she wouldn't have to enjoy all of this splendor by herself. Lost to the power of the tropics, Jenny was unmindful how the steady trade winds were blowing her short, light nightie tightly against her firm 38CC chest and away from her shapely hips. A lone fishing trawler passing just offshore of Waikiki almost ran aground because the entire crew did in fact notice what the wind was doing to Jenny's clothes and were watching her with every telescope and pair of binoculars they could find. Jenny remembered how her dear, sweet husband had dropped them off at the airport's departure terminal, but unfortunately was unable to stay to see them take off because of an important business commitment. After their suitcases had been given to a porter, Jenny noticed a great deal of fishing equipment and some of his favorite old clothes crammed into the back of their brand new 4-by-4. "Just cleaning out the garage, my love," he said as he made his hasty farewells and drove off laughing hysterically. "Now why would he do that," Jenny wondered, especially when they had just cleaned out the garage only last week. In spite of the already warm sun, Jenny shivered as she thought of what had happened to her after that. It was all so terribly embarrassing. She was trying to go through the airport security station, but the alarm kept going off. Jenny had nothing in the pockets of her tight jeans, and her T-shirt didn't even have pockets, so she just couldn't understand it. When they ran the wand over her pert behind, it went berserk and she was quickly pushed up against a wall with her arms high and her legs spread wide, right there at the station! Despite her protests, she felt many nervous hands fighting with her waist until her jeans were roughly pulled down around her ankles! Unfortunately, they were so tight her panties were pulled down as well and she was left facing the wall, naked below the waist as the now breathless security people slowly and carefully checked her clothing. No one was more surprised than the semi-nude Jenny when they showed her a carefully folded square of aluminum foil which they found tucked into the seat of her jeans. Ashley, who had spent the night at their place, and had insisted on helping her get dressed that morning (she was such a good friend), was equally mystified. After being yelled at for a good ten minutes about how such pranks were not in the least appreciated, a very red-faced Jenny was allowed to pull up her clothes and proceed to the boarding area. The rest of the flight proved to be, thankfully for Jenny, without incident. As Jenny stood on the balcony, Ashley was busy getting ready for another shitty day in Paradise. She was determined to go to the beach, even though she was sore and the color of a lobster. She wasn't going to let this opportunity slip by. Ashley knew it would probably be years ,if ever, before she could return, especially at this price, and she didn't want to miss anything. As she heard Jenny out on the balcony bubble on and on about the wonders of Hawaii, Ashley tuned the woman's melodious voice out. She noticed the magnificent view not at all. She was thinking heavily, darkly of other things. When she had first heard from Jenny's husband about how she was dragging him on this terrible trip, it was her idea to simply replace him. She had always wanted to visit the islands, and now she could do so for free. The poor guy was more than willing to let her do it, as everything was already paid and he was just dying to try out his new truck at Lake Tahoe for two weeks. In spite of such a promising beginning, however, it had not really been a fun trip for Ashley. Since their arrival, it had in fact been one nightmare after another. Try as she might, she couldn't even get a single guy to look at her, while Jenny, who never consciously tried and who could have really cared less about it, attracted the stupid fools like flies. Even worse, as Jenny effortlessly turned a delicious golden brown under the tropical sun, Ashley, soon coated with several layers of sunblock, just continued to burn. Now, after only three days here, Ashley with all of her coverings looked like an extra from The Mummy. She couldn't believe it. She was so red the only way she could sleep was to spend the night in a tub of cold water. Her skin had never been this irritated before and she wondered in despair if she would ever get her own beautiful creamy complexion back again. She was certainly not looking forward to yet another wasted day under the deadly sun on a stupid beach, with the admittedly beautiful but extremely bubble-headed Jenny as her only companion. It was all Jenny's fault, of course. She kept saying how they should be careful and not over-do the sun at first. Impossible woman! Jenny made her so angry it was starting to affect her judgment. She would never have stayed out in the sun so long those first days if Jenny hadn't been so prissy and proper about the whole thing. "How dare she ruin my trip," fumed Ashley. "I'll get her for this. Oh, yes I will!" It was her only reason for being with Jenny today. "Come on, Jenny!" she shouted irritably. "Coming!" Jenny gaily shouted back at her friend, and quickly headed for the bedroom. Jenny was over-joyed at being in Hawaii and even Ashley in one of her moods wasn't going to change that. It was so beautiful, and the sun had already done wonders for her tan. "Poor Ashley," she thought, thinking of how burnt Ashley had gotten in only two days. In the bedroom, she slipped on the brand new suit she'd bought just for the trip. It was sexy enough for her, though it was really intended for her husband. It was a tight, white one-piece that showed off all her curves at their best. But, it showed none of her lovely large breasts, which is why she liked it. It was cut a little high, half way up her sexy hips, but at least her butt was completely covered. What Jenny liked most about it was she looked sexy without really showing anything more than her shapely legs. She was putting on her street clothes when Ashley entered the bedroom. "No, Jenny. I've told you before that it's expected for people to walk around in just their bathing suits here. That means not even a robe, you understand? This is Waikiki Beach, for God's sake. You certainly don't want to act like some uncaring tourist and offend any of the locals, do you?" Ashley left the room, certain she had planted the seed of another as yet unplanned but fun-filled (for her) and humiliating (for Jenny) episode. "You're right," Jenny called after her. "I sure don't want to do that." Jenny reluctantly stripped down to her bathing suit and walking shoes. She placed her clothes in her beach bag. "OK, I'm really," Jenny beamed, as she happily bounced into the living room. Ashley fumed even more as she watched the always happy Jenny walk in. "Shit! She can make anything look sexy," she mumbled, looking at her shapely friend. Ashley knew that if she wore that suit, she'd look like some under-developed little girl. But Jenny looked spectacular, like a living Barbie Doll. "Jenny is so...so Jenny it's maddening," she grumbled. "Can we stop to get something to drink? I'm thirsty for one of those blue thingys," Jenny asked as she and Ashley gathered up their beach gear. "You mean a Blue Hawaiian, don't you," Ashley snapped back. "Yeah, one of those. They're so tasty," Jenny answered, and walked towards the door. "We'll get you a blue thingy all right," Ashley muttered, as her brain raced, thinking of ways to get even with Jenny for making her life so miserable. She grabbed her beach bag and followed Jenny to the elevator, then out through the busy lobby where she stopped a moment to check out the bathing suit displays in the hotel's many shop windows, while Jenny proceeded on. Ashley arrived at where their car was parked in time to find a scene that really made her angry. A bent-over Jenny was petting a stray kitten, while showing off every inch of her shapely legs and firm backside to four men who had stopped and stared. As Jenny scratched the kitten behind the ear, she absentmindedly shifted her weight, moving her hips back and forth. The men did nothing but stare and lick their lips. "Jenny! Come on," Ashley shouted at Jenny, who didn't even know she'd just give the four a sexy little show. "Just a sec," she answered not looking up as she kept wiggling and playing with the kitten. Ashley watched and couldn't take it anymore. Jenny's display had now drawn three more men, sporting bulges in their suit trunks. Ashley threw their stuff into the trunk of the car, then stormed over to Jenny. She grabbed her right arm, and pulled her to the car. "Come on!" "OK, OK! I'm coming. See you later, cutie," Jenny said, smiling down at the kitten sweetly meowing back at her. Ashley got in and started the motor while Jenny slid in the passenger side of their white rental, leaving seven horny men just grinning as they drove off. Jenny had done it again, Ashley thought hopelessly. She had teased seven men and not even realized it. Could she be any stupider? Ashley wondered as she looked over at Jenny who was still smiling back at the kitten as they drove away. End Part 1 Part 2 Jenny reminded Ashley of the place they were going to this morning, an amazing beach that was not too far from the hotel. With beautiful white sand and clear blue water, it was supposed to be breath taking. Ashley was thankful that the place Jenny was talking about was only 12 miles away. Then she could find a little peace and get away from Jenny and the innocent yet highly effective flirting she seemed to do every minute of every day. "Are we going to stop for one of those Blue Thingys?" Jenny asked, in her usual happy voice. "They're not Blue Thingys, they're Blue Hawaiians," Ashley snapped back. "Sorry. I mean Blue Hawaiians," Jenny replied, hurt a little. "Sure, why not," Ashley said, happy she had finally gotten to her at last. Ashley pulled over next to a quaint-looking little bar only a mile from the beach. They got out and walked inside, where The bar wasn't a very big one at all. Just a few stools around a small counter and two small tables. Obviously intended for the neighborhood crowd, Ashley noted sourly that the smoky room was full of serious drinkers. Everyone had a glass or bottle in one hand and a large bowel of pretzels or a sandwich near the other. It was obvious that they were mesmerized by some stupid football game on the very wide-screen TV located in the far corner of the bar. "Oh shoot, there's no place to sit," Jenny said in disgust. With that, every man turned when they heard a woman's voice. The bar fell silent when they saw the vision standing to the doorway. Jenny looked like and angel standing there with the sun shining behind her. Her long blonde hair shimmering, her golden tan looked even darker in her white one piece swimsuit. Her perfect 38CC's standing out proudly as she stood there with a sexy pout on her face. Ashley noticed every man there was staring as usual in awe at Jenny, who was (also as usual) not paying any attention at all. All she was doing was pushing her chest out with her perfect posture, without even realizing that she was doing it as she looked about the crowded room, trying to decide were was the best place for them to sit. The entire population of the bar stood up and as one man said, "You can sit here, miss." They all moved towards Jenny to help her to their particular seat. Ashley was pushed out of the way like she wasn't even there. The men then assisted the now happy Jenny to a seat at the bar. A forgotten Ashley glumly followed along behind her. "Well, thank you. You're all so sweet," Jenny giggled, as she started to unconsciously flirt as she always did around men. Ashley just stood there and got even madder. "They don't even notice me," she huffed, after being totally ignored. Ashley wasn't the beauty that Jenny was, but even so she could get just about any man she wanted (when Jenny wasn't around, that is). Ashley knew she was a cute brunette with nicely formed 34b breasts, and a body that she kept in perfect condition by exercising every day. Ashley thought yet again on why she couldn't be more like Jenny. If Ashley just thought about eating a donut, it would add twenty pounds on her in a second. Jenny, on the other hand, could eat anything and it would never show, except perhaps to make her even more shapely and desirable somehow. It was so maddening. "What will you like, Miss?" The leering bartender asked Jenny, not even trying to hide the fact that he was looking right at her exquisite bustline. "Let's see . . . " Jenny said sitting there with the cutest look on her face, trying to remember what the drink was called. "Ashley, what's the name of those Blue Thingys?" Jenny asked in the usual little girl voice she always seem to have around men. Ashley was getting madder by the minute. Christ, she hated watching Jenny's innocent flirting. Jenny didn't have a clue why men seemed to be attracted to her. "It's a Blue Hawaiian!" Ashley shouted, then mumbled under her breath, "You idiot." "Thanks, Ash. One Blue Hawaiian please," Jenny said, melting the bartender with a big, sexy smile. No one even noticed if anyone else in the room might want something as the bartender (once he had recovered sufficiently) said, "One Blue Hawaiian coming right up for the pretty lady." Ashley watched Jenny drink one, then two. When ever she wanted to pay, a man would push money in her face. Jenny would giggle and say with a heart-stopping sincerity, "Thanks, you're very sweet." Not one man had even looked Ashley's way. It was like she was invisible. If anyone had bothered to look, they would have seen steam coming out of her ears. Finally, Ashley couldn't stand it any longer. Ashley forced her way through the crowd, got behind Jenny and yelled, "Let's go, Jenny!" Jenny had brought her latest drink to her lips as Ashley screamed at her. That startled her and she spilled the entire Blue Hawaiian down the front of her white swimsuit, completely covering her chest and flowing down her stomach. The blue drink quickly soaked in the thin, porous material. "Oh, No!" Jenny shrieked, looking down at her once beautiful white one-piece as the front slowly turned blue. Ashley couldn't help but smile, as every man in the place suddenly had a napkin in their hands and were half wiping half feeling Jenny's impressive Cc's. Jenny eyes widen as she watched what looked like one hundred hands rubbing her breasts. Between the cold drink and the hands, Jenny's quickly nipples hardened against her swimsuit, turning her face beet red. "Please, I can get it," Jenny shouted, trying to keep the hands off of her by covering her breasts with her arms. Ashley smile turned into laugher and she watched Jenny trying to fight off the helpful hands that were now everywhere they weren't supposed to be. And to make it even better, the blue stain had now somehow turned the suit quite transparent. You could see the outline of each proud breast and every bit of her erect nipples. "Oh god," Jenny screeched. It was like she was sitting there topless, you could see her breasts through the blue stain that was getting bigger as the drink sank in even more. "I have to go." Jenny got up and pushed her way toward the ladies' room and away from the wandering hands for all the men. Jenny quickly slammed the door behind her and looked at herself in the mirror. "Oh, No!" she cried. "You can see everything!" Jenny stared in despair at her ruined suit. "I can't go back in there like this!" As she began to cry, she heard the door open. Quickly she raised her arms to cover her top and turned to see who it was. "What's wrong?" Ashley asked, trying hard not to laugh. "My suit! Look!" Jenny replied, as she lowered her arms to show Ashley what had happened to her beautiful new suit. It was even funnier knowing that Jenny had done it to herself. But somehow she kept herself from laughing. "What do you mean, Jen?" "Are you kidding? Look at it! It's blue and you can see everything! I can't go out like this," the defeated Jenny said, looking down. Suddenly it came to her. It was perfect. Jenny was accident prone anyway, and if she got her another suit, this time picking one much more "suited" to the occasion, she knew she would surely think up something very devilish indeed. Ashley even had the actual bathing suit in mind, having seen it earlier in one of their hotel's stores. "Perfect," she thought, "just perfect." "I'll get something you can wear," Ashley told the anxious Jenny. "Never fear. I'll be right back." "Thank you, Ashley. You're a true friend. Oh, you know my sizes, right?" "Oh, yes. I already know everything about you that I need too," Ashley said as she left the small, dirty room. After a long 30 minutes, Ashley returned, pulling a tiny white bikini from a small box. "Here you are," Ashley said, handing it to her friend. Jenny looked at the suit in her hands. "I can't walk around in this!" she squawked, holding it up in front of her. "It's not that bad. Besides, it even comes with a matching robe, so you'll always be perfectly covered and respectable, even when you are not on the beach. Try it on and you'll see, Jen," Ashley told her, laughing so hard on the inside that her sides hurt. There was no way her suit she handed her would cover very much of Jenny's large breasts or shapely ass, which was exactly what Ashley wanted to happen. "But! It's too small!" Jenny pleaded. "Come on, already! Look, I want to get to the beach even if you don't. If you don't hurry, I'll just leave you here." "OK, OK. Don't leave." Jenny looked at the suit in her hands. It wasn't much more the three tiny triangles with strings attached to them. "Well, it has to be better than this," she thought, looking at her now blue, transparent suit. Ashley couldn't help but stare as Jenny slid her ruined suit off, then grab a paper towel and began to wipe the drink off her firm breasts. They had always amazed her. It was like they defied gravity or something. Jenny's breasts didn't sag at all despite their large size. Ashley looked down at her chest, then back at Jenny's. It was like they were a different species. Ashley was a woman, but Jenny was like some goddess. With her perfect ass now pointing right at her as Jenny bent down to pick up the bikini bottoms, Ashley almost felt ashamed to be a woman. Jenny was just perfect. Jenny blushed as she slid the tiny bottoms over her shapely behind. Ashley had seen her naked more times than she could count, but still it embarrassed her. Next she put on the top, placed the small triangles over her nipples, and tied it in the back. She looked in the mirror. It was worse than her ruined suit. Just four almost nonexistent triangles that cover nothing at all as Jenny saw it. The top barely covered her nipples, leaving almost every inch of her breasts completely bare. And the bottoms were worse. The back did cover most of her butt. But the triangle that covered her blonde mound was far too low. If she wasn't careful, you could actually see the blonde hair! She just couldn't walk around in pubic like this. It would be better if she was naked. Dressed like this was worse somehow. "I can't wear this!" "It looks fine," Ashley answered trying not to let on that she was shocked about the way Jenny was dressed. She did look naked in it. "Ashley!" "Jenny, I've seen plenty of women wearing suits much smaller than that. Besides, like I kept telling you, that other suit of yours was terrible for your tan lines" "I just can't. Please go back and get me something else," Jenny pleaded. "I am not going back and getting anything. I came to go to the beach, and that's where I'm going. Here, wear this," Ashley told her, as she threw Jenny a short, diaphanous robe to put on. "Just wear this over the top. It came with the suit. I'll be waiting for you in the car. If you're not there in two minutes, I'm leaving without you." "But, Ashley!" Ashley didn't stop as she left Jenny standing in the ladies' room holding the robe. Jenny thought about just going back to the hotel. But Ashley was right, she had seen plenty of other women in suits smaller than hers, but still! Yet, here she was in Hawaii and women ran around in this stuff all the time. If she put on the robe no one would see much anyway, then she could try to talk Ashley into going back so she could change. Jenny walked through the bar as slowly as she could, to the sounds of men hooting and whistling. Eventually it got too much for her and she panicked. She ran for the front door, with her shaking breasts barely staying in their small cups, and quickly got into their car, which Ashley had thankfully already started. End Part 2 Part 3 Jenny stood by the steel railing which ran alongside the parking lot. Far below her spread the grandeur of Oahu's Hanauma Bay State Underwater Park. In spite of all her protests, Ashley (complaining about wasting too much time already) had taken them directly to the park, and now Jenny was very glad that she did. It was beautiful! An extinct volcano which formed right on the coast, one of the steep sides had opened to the sea and created a large, protected bay. Surrounded on three sides by shear cliffs, the entire base of the center cliff was lined by a long, wide, beach made of firm, white sand. Far below her, Jenny could easily see where rocks and coral were located under the clear water of the wide bay. People too could be seen, swimming and splashing in the shallower parts of the water. "It must be very popular," she said to Ashley, looking at the thickly populated beach. "It's such a beautiful place." "Yeah, sure," grumbled Ashley. The beach was reached by a narrow sloping ramp that wound down the steep side of the old volcano. Once past the entrance, Jenny was mindful by peoples' stares that she was wearing the smallest bikini she had ever owned. It was a good thing she had her matching robe, ridiculously short and transparent though it was, even if it did only fasten at the throat. If only Ashley hadn't kept harping on her about tan lines and how unsightly they were on a person. It was ridiculous. Here was Ashley, already burnt to a crisp, telling her about suntans! If she hadn't felt so sorry for her burnt friend and felt obliged to humor her a little, she would be wearing something much more modest. But Ashley insisted that the suits she had brought with her just weren't right, and they had to find something much more appropriate in one of their hotel's very expensive boutiques. It wouldn't have been so bad if only Ashley hadn't also insisted on leaving all of their street clothes in the car. It seems she hated the idea of getting sand into them. She said it made her itch just to think about it. Of course, it was all right for Ashley to feel that way, since she was practically dressed anyhow. But it made Jenny feel very vulnerable indeed as she walked down the long curving road to the beach, acutely conscious of the sight she must be presenting to the world at this moment in her tiny bikini. There were perfectly good trams which ran up and down the narrow ramp constantly, but Ashley said that the walk would do them good. Of course, because of Ashley's condition, Jenny was the one who had to carry the beach bags and bamboo mats. The winds coming up from the bay were quite brisk and soon Jenny's robe was flying behind her like a cape, leaving her feeling very exposed in the brief suit. With her hands full she just couldn't keep herself covered. Finally, and even though she had Ashley tie it for her earlier, the constant tugging proved too much and the knot parted. Before the surprised Jenny could drop what she was carrying, the colorful robe was sailing gaily over the center of the bay. Which left the statuesque Jenny in just her brief bikini and beach thongs, and, to Ashley's eternal disgust, what was once just a minor stirring among the park patrons on the ramp almost became a full fledged riot as Jenny continued to make her way down the ramp. They managed to make it to the beach without further incident, and found a convenient spot on the hard sand in one of the more less- populated spots, away from everyone on the far side of the beach. "Could you do my back, please?" Jenny asked after they had laid out their mats and towels. "Sure, why not?" grumbled Ashley from underneath her wide- brimmed, floppy hat. "Someone might as well enjoy this." "Be sure to let me know when it's been 15 minutes, will you?" Jenny said as she lay full length on her front. "I don't want to stay on one side for too long, and I certainly don't want to spend too much time out here so exposed like this." Jenny turned her head to look at Ashley over her right shoulder. "I still think this suit is way too small for me," she said pointedly, then laid her head sideways on her crossed arms. "Yeah, yeah. You'll be fine. Trust me." Ashley poured some of Jenny's mild suntan lotion on her hands and began working them over the prone woman's shoulders and back. Soon she could tell from Jenny's relaxed muscle tone and steady breathing that the woman had fallen fast asleep. "How does she do that?" Ashley asked herself bitterly, wondering when was the last time she had ever slept that good when it wasn't drug induced. As she continued to spread the lotion over the blonde's smooth back, Ashley watched with increasing fascination what was happening with a young man standing in waist-deep water right in front of her. It looked like he was circled by something which was causing a vast commotion under the water. Then she saw it. He was completely surrounded by a very active school of fairly large fish. The mystery was fully solved when she saw him spread something from a container over the surface of the water around him. "My God! He's feeding the fish and they are going absolutely crazy because of it!" Suddenly an idea formed in the feral brain of the always cunning Ashley. "This is going to be great," she whispered when she had feverishly worked it all out. "She is going to love it." But for it to truly succeed, she first had to get the unsuspecting Jenny lathered up in more ways than one! End Part 3 Part 4 Ashley began applying the tanning lotion much more intently. It wasn't just the exposed flesh of her "friend" which interested her now. She first mechanically applied the lotion to every exposed inch of the unsuspecting blonde. Then she thickly applied the lotion over the knots which fastened Jenny's bikini top, as well as to the inside of the elastic waistband of her low, French-cut bikini bottoms. When no one was looking, she also squirted the lotion directly onto the taut fabric covering the woman's crotch and buttocks. Ashley woke the sleeping Jenny enough to turn her over and repeated the application process on her front, only now including her bra as well. "You're such a good friend," murmured Jenny, luxuriating in the sensuous feel of the lotion on her skin under the hot sun, before returning to her erotic dreams of an effortless life under the sun. Finally, Ashley was finished. She sat back sweating on her haunches and surveyed her handiwork. Jenny was now completely coated and her exposed skin glistened in the tropical sun. Disgustedly, Ashley could see that part of Jenny's glowing flesh which had been covered by her old suit start to turn a dark brown right before her eyes. Ashley looked with a brief pang of envy at the firm, lush body that tanned so easily, and which even now attracted admiring glances from every man and woman of the light but steady stream of visitors who walked over to their part of the beach just to get a look at the voluptuous blonde. "It's just not fair! Why can't I be like that?" she wondered, not for the first time. Moaning over the frequent injustices of life, Ashley got up to start Phase Two of her plan. She walked over the hot, white beach to the central concession stand where a person could, for a modest fee, rent snorkels and other swim gear. It was also where you could buy small canisters of fish food. Ashley bought five of them. By the time she returned, Ashley knew that Jenny had been sleeping in the bright sun for over 45 minutes. Ashley knew from past experienced that Jenny would wake up feeling very dazed for quite a while. She gently touched surface of the woman's thick blonde mane of golden hair and was amazed at how hot it had become. "Good," Ashley thought happily. "Her head must be really cooking under that. The more dazed she is the better." Using her flowing muumuu and beach towel to cover her actions, Asleep carefully sprinkled one container of fish food liberally along a single row just above the front waistband of the sleeping Jenny's bikini bottoms. Next, she slowly lifted up the waist of the woman's suit and used her breath to blow the long row of thin flakes deep into the bikini. She could see in the shadows how many of the flakes had attached themselves to Jenny's trim thatch of pubic hair, and Ashley grunted with satisfaction at the sight as she lowered the bottoms back into place. She then took another container and did the same to the woman's low- cut bikini top, placing all of the flakes in a single row just above her breasts, then gently blowing them onto the proud breasts and the deep cleavage in between, making sure each breast was coated by the light flakes as completely as possible. Finished with the fish food for the moment, Ashley began to play idly in the sand, digging into the hot beach sand right next to her sleeping friend's shapely hips. Whenever she sensed no one was really looking in their direction, she would take a handful of hot surface sand and pour it over Jenny's crotch, the lotion she had placed there earlier holding the sand in place over the sleeping woman's vulva. Jenny began to unconsciously twitch her hips as the small hill of hot sand grew higher and higher over her sensitive mound. When she judged the sand high enough, Ashley did the same for each of Jenny's cloth-covered breasts. She then took another container of fish food and sprinkled it all over Jenny's firm, bare stomach and ribs. Jenny was positively moaning now, as she reacted to the strange erotic heating effects of the hot sand pressing down upon her vulnerable body, already erotically heated by its prolonged exposure to the sun. She had begun to sweat heavily, her long golden hair matting to her head. Both her bra and bottom become stained from her body's reaction. Ashley also noticed another type of stain forming between Jenny's twitching upper thighs, which was wetting the sand there. "Wow," Ashley thought. "This is going to be even better than I thought." Jenny found herself gradually waking into a world of erotic frenzy. She sensed that she was very close to having a climax, right there on the beach! She knew it was impossible, yet she felt hot hands holding her gasping body by the breasts and pubes. She jerked upright, and her head immediately began swimming. "Oh. My head," she groaned as she pressed her hands against it. She felt she had been out under the burning sun for days. Ashley used the opportunity to sprinkle flakes of food over the knots of Jenny's bikini top and down her back. She even sneakily pulled the dazed woman's bikini bottoms open a bit and sprinkled the flakes over the tops of her barely covered buttocks. Jenny soon found that even sitting up was beyond her for the moment. Rolling over on her stomach to seek some relief from the beating rays of the merciless sun, Jenny suddenly noticed that she was covered all over with sand and pieces of some strange dried plant. "What...what...?" Jenny gasped in total bewilderment as she tried to figure out what had happened to her. "You kept rolling off your mat and onto the sand. It's been quite a struggle to get you back onto it again," Ashley told her. "But why do I...oh. Thank you," the dizzy Jenny said, catching herself just in time. She had almost asked Ashley why she felt so strange, so sexy, so ready to cum all of a sudden. How embarrassing that would have been, to admit to something like that! Basking in the sun had always had an erotic affect on her, but never like this! Maybe it was just the overpowering effect of Hawaii, she thought. She desperately needed to cool off, as well as get rid of all of this sand and stuff, some of which she could tell had even gotten into her suit. Jenny shakily got to her feet and tried to brush everything off of her, but the oily lotion coating her body only allowed her to spread the stuff further over her sensitive skin. "Damn," she whispered. Jenny knew she must look a mess. Disgusted with herself, she headed for the near-by water. She was about half-way there when Ashley called her back. "Hay! Take this, will you?" Ashley shouted, holding up a small clear plastic container filled with brown flakes. Jenny reluctantly stopped and walked back to her friend. "What is it?" Jenny asked dully, wanting nothing more than to quench her body's raging fires in the cool, protected waters of the bay. "Fish food. It will give you something to do. Just sprinkle a little of it on the water and the fish will do the rest. Remember, just use a little." "A little. Right. Thanks," Jenny said absently, as she took the small container. She was so busy fighting the strange sexual feelings roaring within her befuddled mind that she had no idea what Ashley was talking about. She turned and walked back towards the very inviting bay, being as careful as possible to give no outward sign of the turmoil going on within her. The moment her feet entered the gentle surf, the water felt truly wonderful! Jenny was amazed that anything could be that soothing to her oddly heated flesh. She didn't stop to wash off the stuff covering her body, but just kept on walking further and further into the shallow bay. Jenny was so dazed and preoccupied with what was going on within her that she failed to notice the growing collection of fish which were eagerly following her in her slow progress walking through the water into the bay. When the water was just below her breasts, the loosened cap to the container opened (Ashley had given it to her upside down) and the entire contents fell at once into the flat waters of Hanauma Bay. Jenny stopped and stared stupidly at the empty container. "Oops," she said quietly. And the fish went wild! End Part 4 Part 5 Jenny suddenly found herself completely surrounded by a large school of fish which were going into a frenzy for the food in the water. Still dazed by her experience on the beach, she has absolutely no idea what was going on, just that the container Ashley had giver her was now empty and all these fish just materialized! The fish weren't bothering her, just brushing past and even between her legs. "Instant fish?" her befuddled, sun-baked mind wondered. Her skin began to feel many strange tingles, almost as if someone was trying to tickle her. She looked down through the remarkably clear water, but could only see a teeming mass of fish. It was happening all over her bare skin below the water, from her stomach to her toes. She could feel the tickling now through the thin fabric of her bikini bottoms. It was all over her hips, buttocks, and even her hyper- sensitive pubic bulge. The fish were pulling at the material in their frenzied attempts to get at the food they could sense so clearly underneath. She tried to move the fish from their strange attraction to her more private areas, but the moment her hands and arms entered the water, the swarming fish started tickling them as well. Jenny was so overwhelmed she could only stand trembling as the fish continued to swarm around her. In all the activity, Jenny didn't realize that the vast numbers of large fish nibbling on her swim suit were causing the brief bottoms to slowly move down her slick, oiled hips. All Jenny knew for sure was that whenever a fish touched the crotchband of her suit, her brain would melt. Her breath would disappear and it was all the gasping woman could to keep from climaxing right there in front of everyone. And it was happening more and more often! Here she was, trying desperately to cool off and get a grip on her overheated emotions, and the stupid fish seemed intent to doing just the opposite to her. She could feel them sometimes trying to force their way under her waistband and get into her suit, and she hadn't the faintest idea of what to do about it, or even why they would want to do that in the first place. As her suit slowly lowered, her buttocks were becoming more and more exposed under the water. Soon the upper edge of her trimmed pubic hair was showing over the front of the dropping waistband. Finally, sufficient space existed for some small fish to enter the shaking Jenny's bikini bottoms through the crevice between her buttocks. One worked its way to her front and saw a small, appetizing spike of food protruding between the thick folds of a warm valley. "Worm!" the fish thought gleefully and quickly darted to it. The fish started working desperately on the spike with its mouth, fearful another would try to take it away before it could be completely eaten.. The world suddenly went mad, but the fish was very hungry and refused to let go! Jenny's scream at finding things moving about in her bikini died stillborn in her lungs as a powerful orgasm completely overwhelmed her. She doubled over in the water as her vagina pulsed uncontrollably. Her hands darted between her legs and into her strangely loosened suit, lowering it even further. Her mind cried out in horror when she discovered that a small fish had attached itself to her clitoris! Her head came above the surface and she looked around wildly for help, but then realized how useless it would be. If anyone tried to remove the fish, her poor clit could be torn off completely! Another mighty orgasm hit her, followed quickly by another and still another. The fish were pecking all around her bikini top now that her chest and shoulders were under the water, but there was nothing she could do about it. There was nothing she could do about anything except keep her head above water as her twitching body spasmed almost continuously. The actions of the fish quickly undid the knots fastening her top, but Jenny didn't even notice as it floated away and was taken by the currents out to sea. Jenny's gyrations meanwhile caused her bottoms to work their way past her knees to her ankles. It soon joined the matching top, floating freely out the large bay to the open sea. Quickly exhausted by her ordeal, Jenny could only float on her back during the brief intervals between climaxes. Finally, she realized after a prolonged period of quiet, the constant stimulation of her poor clit had ended. She carefully felt around her pubic area, and could feel that she was finally free of her tiny tormentor. . With divine grace, she realized that she was safe! Safe! She continued to float on her back and just drift with the gentle waves, too exhausted and sore from her multiple orgasms to do anything else for the moment. It was only after her breasts started to feel warm that she looked down at herself and realized with horror that her chest was totally exposed! Her bare breasts were standing high and dry on her chest and could be seen by anyone. With a gasp, Jenny dove under the water and saw that her bottoms were gone as well. "Oh, my God!" she thought wearily. "I'm naked again!" She began a frantic search along the shallow bottom for the two parts of her missing suit, but to no avail. In fact, many yards away from her, the small, colorful suit was currently amusing some divers who were watching it float past them and out of the bay. Feeling totally defeated, Jenny eventually gave up the fruitless search. She kept far enough away from shore so that her feet still touched the bottom of the bay, yet at such a depth where only her head was above water. Her only hope now was to communicate some way with Ashley without alerting the entire beach to the fact that she was completely naked. At least she was free of all the sand and stuff from the beach, not to mention all the fish. Jenny was always being one to find a bright side to almost any situation. She tried waving to the shore, but all Ashley did was to wave cheerfully back. Yelling to her friend didn't help either. Ashley would always cup her hand to an ear to show that she couldn't hear, and Jenny certainly wasn't going to get any closer to that damn, wide-open beach then was absolutely necessary. She thought that maybe she could borrow someone's rubber raft or something and then wrap herself in it, but there was no one even close to her in the water at all. That was why Ashley had chosen their spot on the beach in the first place. Well, what if she just stayed in the water until it got dark? she asked herself. She soon realized that she couldn't do even that. Jenny felt herself getting dizzy again from too much exposure to the sun, and constantly ducking her head under the water wasn't really helping. No, she had to get back to the beach, and soon, too. Then it came to her. It was so simple. All she had to do was swim underwater as close to their spot as she could, then she would certainly be near enough to let Ashley (who normally could hear someone whisper about her from across a crowded football stadium but today was acting very deaf indeed) know of her predicament. Jenny was about half-way to the beach when she came up for air and saw with great disappointment that a family containing several small children had set their beach mats, bags, and coolers right next to Ashley. "Oh, no!" Jenny wailed. "Now what am I supposed to do?" She was in only about three feet of water, and she was finding it incredibly difficult to keep her exhausted body under the buoyant sea while she tried to figure out what to do. Try as she might, she could still feel her pert bottom break the surface occasionally. When she could keep her body under the water, her hanging breasts would drag on the sandy bottom, causing pinwheels to flash in front of her eyes from the effects of the sand rubbing on her sensitive nipples. Jenny fought to keep as still as possible, but the waves kept moving her nude body back and forth, causing her very errect nipples to rub all the more. She guessed that the tide must have been coming in because she noticed that she was being gradually driven in closer and closer to the shore, right to where that new family had settled. Jenny found herself rapidly running out of time and water! She tried to discretely turn around and head back out but the current had become too strong. Something had to give or she would soon be flopping naked in the surf like a member of one of her husband's Wet & Wild videos! End Part 5 Part 6 Ashley was having a grand time watching Jenny get deeper and deeper into trouble. When she saw the bikini float away she would have danced if it weren't for her own terrible sunburn. "This is too good to be true!" Ashley cried, happy as a lark. Jenny, lying perpendicular to the beach, found herself being driven slowly but relentlessly closer and closer to shore with the steady back- and-forth motion of the waves. The only way she had of protecting herself from certain exposure and humiliation was to lie as close as possible to the sandy bottom. Not just her sensitive nipples but her entire breasts were now being caressed by the sand. Also, to keep her pert bottom under the water she tried spreading her legs and digging her feet into the sand. The water's motion on her body made the sand build-up in a pile between her opened thighs, and soon each time Jenny's body was moved by the waves, her vulnerable pussy was being constantly caressed as well. In spite of the unbelievable erotic intensity of the fish attack, Jenny was shocked to discover her exhausted, naked body responding almost greedily to this latest unintentional stimulation. "Will this never end?" she wondered in despair as a particularly strong wave almost made her climax yet again. The strong stimulation of Jenny continued, quickly making thinking for her almost impossible. She knew she had to keep hidden in the water, yet the strong sensations she was getting as her unprotected body moved over the smooth sand were making her crazy! She didn't realize it because of the water flowing around her, but she was now almost half-way out of the water. Unfortunately for Jenny, the incoming surf was now channeled by her opened legs to hit directly upon her vulva. The effect was so distracting she failed to notice her buttocks were now completely exposed to the air as she was forced onto the beach. In an effort to keep from being moved by the water, as well as to fight the insidious effects of the sand on her poor abused body, Jenny had been face down for some time, watching the water and sand directly in front of her. Not sure of her location, the overwhelmed woman hesitantly raised her head and found herself face-to-face with a very small boy. With eyes wide and full of wonder, the boy began screaming, "Mermaid!" and ran back to his parents while a large wave crashed right between the astonished Jenny's legs. "UGH!!" Jenny grunted as her tired body climaxed once again. She wanted to run and hide, but couldn't as her body was totally consumed by the powerful orgasm. People began running to that part of the beach to see what all the commotion was, yet Jenny could only thrash about helplessly in the surf and sand. She prayed that it would be all over quickly so that she could either finally regain control of her body and get the hell out of there before it was too late and a crowd had formed, or be thankfully eaten by a decent sea monster and be saved from the living hell of humiliation that she truly feared was coming. Finally, after seeming ages, Jenny found she could breathe again. She looked around and saw that she had completely worked her way from the surf up onto the dry sand, and was completely surrounded by a very curious crowd of people. Before she had time to think of what to do, she felt a touch on her left shoulder and a man's worried voice saying, "Miss?" Without thinking, she jumped wearily to her feet, her firm breasts moving slightly, and looked in the direction the voice had come from. She said, "No! I'm all right, thank you!" Jenny was facing directly into the sun and couldn't see anyone's features, just outlines in the strong glare. "Are you sure, because you don't look it." the same voice said. Jenny reflexively looked down at herself and saw that she was completely covered in a thick coating of dark, wet sand. The stuff was all over her like a tight body stocking. "They can't tell I'm naked!" she thought in amazement. Jenny tried to shied her eyes, but still couldn't really see anyone. "I'm fine, honestly. Now, if you will please excuse me," she said, then started walking as if nothing was wrong through the crowd to where she thought her beach stuff should be. The crowed, awed by the blonde bedraggled beauty, parted swiftly for her passage, yet did not disperse. She went to where Ashley and her beach things should be, but the spot was empty. Only long rectangles in the sand indicated where their bamboo mats had once been. Even the family who had settled next to them was gone, although Jenny had a pretty good idea as to why they had left in such a hurry. "Oh, damn. Where is she?" Jenny said as she looked around for her missing friend, but of Ashley there was not a sign. "I know!" Jenny exclaimed suddenly. "She went back to the car and didn't want to leave everything." She immediately started the long walk back across the beach. The growing crowd, at a discreteful distance, followed. Jenny tried to be as careful as possible as she walked across the beach, to keep her body parts from moving suggestively as much as possible, but the uneven sand made it impossible. Her breasts were constantly in motion however slightly on her chest, while her hips retained their natural graceful sway. She could feel the eyes of everyone glued to her chest and the working muscles of her buttocks, but there wasn't anything she could do about it. If she tried to cover herself out here in the sand in front of all those people, then they would know immediately she was totally nude. No, she reasoned, she had to maintain the fiction that she was truly dressed under her coating of sand regardless of how embarrassed she actually felt. It was very peculiar to her to be walking around like this, but as long as it would protect her from the sun, not to mention people's eyes, she wouldn't be the one to complain about her unexpected cover. She was about a third of the way across the length of the long beach when Jenny saw that the sand covering her was starting to turn white as it dried in the sun. What Jenny failed to realize was that, as the sand dried, it became very loose and lost much on its adhesive qualities. All of her protective suntan lotion had already been washed or nibbled off when she was in the water. By the time Jenny reached the central concession area, the sand covering her had dried sufficiently to leave a small but growing trail behind her. Meanwhile, the crowd had grown to astonishing proportions. As Jenny made her way slowly along the beach, word spread swiftly about the blonde beauty who was wearing only sand. Almost the entire visitor population of the park was now either following Jenny or observing her progress with binoculars or cameras that had a telephoto lens. Jenny's inner thighs were uncovered first, due to the friction of her walking. Next, the firm half-moons of her white buttocks were revealed by the falling sand. At first, only a very small patch or two of pale skin showed. Then the patches grew and multiplied. Jenny was so preoccupied with walking as level as possible across the hot and uneven surface of the sand that she never noticed the "ooohhs" and "aaahhhs" coming from the increasingly excited crowd of people following her. When she finally reached the ramp, she paused for a moment to catch her breath. Jenny thought about waiting for the tram. After all, the ramp was on a fairly steep incline and the tram ran quite often. However, she found a sign saying it cost 50 cents and Jenny dryly realized she did not even have a suitable pocket for small change. She took the opportunity to have a last, quick look at the astonishing beautiful beach and was surprised to find a vast crowd of people right behind her, people who seemed to be amazingly busy looking in every direction but at her. "Must be getting near closing time," she thought as she started up the steep incline. The trams took up the majority of the long ramp, leaving only a narrow, single-file section for walking. As Jenny started her upward climb, she began to be bumped by the visitors walking down the ramp going towards the beach. She was not alarmed by this, because it had been the same when she was walking down the ramp as well. Besides, she knew that about half-way up, departing visitors were branched off to a series of very steep stairs cut into the cliff wall. At each bump, more sand fell from the voluptuous woman. By the time Jenny reached the cliff stairs, she noticed her coating of sand was feeling considerably lighter than before. "Probably from drying," she thought. As she started up the stairs, a giant traffic jam grew at the base of the stairs. Both the original crowd and the new visitors coming to the park all stopped at the base of the stairs to watch the young, beautiful and incredibly naked blonde walk sinuously up the stairs. A fight broke out as several people tried to enter the narrow stairs at the same time. By the time the park personnel had arrived on the scene to find out what the hell was going on, Jenny already reached the top of the stairs and was out of sight to those below. At the top, Jenny was breathing very heavily (to the absolute delight of everyone there). "Phew!" she gasped. "Do that twice a day and you would never have to touch a stairmaster again." The fact that her protective coating of sand had completely fallen away she noticed not at all. In spite of feeling winded and very tired, Jenny was in a surprisingly good mood. Because of a lucky break with the sand, she was able to escape from dying of embarrassment out on the beach without any problem at all. She was positive no one there suspected a thing about how she was really dressed, and even if they did suspect, she certainly did not provide them with any possible chance of a clue to prove otherwise. Not having any footwear was all right too, as she was used to going long periods with her feet comfortably bare. And there was Ashley, waiting for her outside of the park exit, wearing a huge, uncharacteristic smile on her badly sunburned face. All in all, Jenny was feeling mighty pleased with herself. That is, until she had to pass a full-length mirror which was attached to the side of the ticket shed... End Part 6 Part 7 The realization that she was in fact quite naked and probably had been for some time proved to be devastating to her. The shocked Jenny tried to scream but she was too stunned to do even that. The very light sprinkling of sand which remained on her voluptuous body only served to accent her terrible nudity. Finally managing to emit a strangled "ACK!", Jenny frantically covered herself as much as she could with her hands and arms, and desperately looked around for something to wear. The only thing she saw however was a plastic air mattress someone had left just outside the exit gate. "Good enough," she thought. Jenny dashed through the gate and quickly wrapped the mattress around her. "Oh, no!" She just noticed something terrible as she tried to unsuccessfully wrap the still inflated mattress around her. Not only was it too stiff, the damn thing was made of clear plastic! She wasn't really covering anything! Jenny heard a loud noise and turned toward the park's reception area. The large crowd which had been behind her on the beach had finally reached the top of the cliff and was now flooding gleefully towards the park's exit gate. Right at her!! Awkwardly holding the air mattress around her as best she could, Jenny ran like hell for the sanctuary of her car. "ASHLEY!!" she screamed, but her friend had disappeared once again. She looked behind her and saw masses of people flooding through the exit gate. "Shit! Where the hell did she get to now?" Jenny wondered, looking around as she ran. She could hear the crowd getting louder and tried to run faster, but the mattress was slowing her down. As she neared the car, Jenny finally found her friend sitting inside the car with all the windows closed, contentedly reading a paper. "ASHLEY, HELP!!!" Jenny had been running so fast by this time she failed to slow in time and slammed into the passenger side of the car. Stunned, she dropped the mattress and tried shakily to get in, but she found the door was locked! Winded from the run, she could only crouch alongside the car and gasp helplessly for air. She pawed weakly at the closed door as she watched the crowd pounding ever closer. Finally, Jenny managed a weak "Ashley," and the window opened. "What? What is it now?" came Ashley's calm voice from inside the car. "Unlock...the...door," gasped the still breathless Jenny. "Well, why didn't you say so?" and the door miraculously opened. End Part 7 End of Story