I went on the beach for the first time last month. It's something I have wanted to do for as long as I can remember - I always dreamed about how it would feel wearing a little bikini, but in the end, I chickened out and bought a one-piece instead - it was black and quite conservative, but it was a new experience for me. I had it on under a pair of denim shorts and a t-shirt and sat down on a towel on the sand for a while just in them. Nobody was really that close to wear I was sitting or paying much attention and after about ten minutes or so I just nonchalantly pulled the t-shirt off over my head, undid the shorts and stood up and pulled them off and put them in my bag and sat back down on the towel. It was an interesting feeling sitting out there in my swimsuit, I felt really feminine even though the top part of the swimsuit was quite tight pulling my chest quite flat. I lay there for an hour or so, just soaking up the sun, falling asleep.
I was disturbed by the sound of three girls who had sat down not far away from me and were talking to each other in quite loud voices. I immediately noticed they were all wearing quite small bikinis and something about it just made me feel so jealous of them. Whenever anyone walked past, I was convinced they were looking over at them and giving them attention. It made me wish to be wearing a bikini and the more time went on the more I needed to. I needed to show my body, I needed the attention. I couldn't bear it any longer and decided to go and buy one, all my inhibitions had gone and I was going to buy the smallest bikini I could find. I put my shorts and t-shirt back on, gathered up my things and walked back up the beach to the shops.
I had a quite look around the shops and managed to find a little black and yellow bikini, which I bought and then rushed back to the beach going in one of the cabins to get changed. The bikini top was made of two little black triangles of cloth connected together by bright yellow strings. I pulled off my t-shirt and shorts and then peeled off the black swimsuit and then proceeded to tie the yellow string of the bikini top around my chest. I pulled the little black triangles over my breasts and tied the halter string around the back of my neck to hold them up. My breasts felt so conspicuous in the little bikini top, nt tightly bound flat as they had been in the swimsuit, they felt nice and big and heavy, like the 38D's that they are - I could feel them hanging down and pulling against the fabric as I bent over to put on the bottoms. The bottoms were made from two triangles of cloth, back and front, with yellow string ties at the sides. I did some adjustments in the mirror but they were so little they really didn't cover my butt that well, I had a little crack showing at the top and they were riding up at the bottom and at the front, no matter how I adjusted them they didn't seem to cover me completely. I spent ages adjusting and adjusting and I realised I was starting to feel self-conscious again. In the end, I put the t-shirt on over the top, which was long but didn't completely cover my butt, although it did make me feel slightly better so before I could change my mind, I opened the cabin door and stepped out onto the beach.
I slowly walked down the beach to where I had been sitting before and as I walked, I could feel the hem of the t-shirt rubbing against the top of my butt and just kept thinking how the lower part of my ass would be uncovered. I couldn't get the thought out my head, how my ass would be on show and people would be able to see it, people would be staring at it. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted people to be looking at it, I needed people to look. I found myself looking around and checking whether people were noticing as I walked past. I coud feel my breasts swaying in the bikini top under my t-shirt as I walked, they felt so heavy and I could feel them bouncing, I kept wondering whether people could see them under the t-shirt. As I walked, I could feel the hem on the t-shirt slide down and cover my butt from view, which made me frustrated, I reached down to my hips and tried to pull on the t-shirt a little to pull it up over my ass again. I could feel my whole body tingling with excitement and I could feel my heart beating like crazy and I just couldn't take it any more and just pulling the t-shirt up and over my head showing off my bikini-clad body for everyone to see! My hips were swaying and my breasts were bouncing and I just felt like the centre of attention, it was the most incredible feeling!