Bryce Dallas Howard Bikini Novels & Stories

As they stepped down from the platform, they wandered among the audience to collect tips. The men eagerly stuffed bills into the dancers' bikini tops, taking advantage of the moment to graze their hands along the performers’ bodies. Kendrick chose a secluded sofa in the corner for them to sit. Jax gestured subtly in one direction. "There, that’s her." Following his gaze, both Annabelle and Kendrick spotted a slender figure. The woman was tall, clad in a golden bikini that clung to her body, her fiery red hair contrasting sharply against her pale complexion.

As much as Sharon didn't want to make love to Howard, she wasn't about to tell him she'd rather his son than him, her husband. With his lips still glued to Sharon's nipple, Howard's hands fumbled between them, unbuttoning the front of her jeans and peeling them down off her hips. Beneath she had on a pair of lacy white bikini style panties which quickly followed her jeans to the ground. Howard gave a little moan of lust as he slid his lips over to her other nipple which he immediately sucked into his mouth. At the same time his hands reached around and grabbed her soft buttocks, squeezing the firm globes and pulling her now naked body in against him.

I climbed, careful and quiet. And there they were. The trio. Music played from a portable speaker. Rebecca, short and explosively curvy, her one-piece struggling to contain what I now knew were legendary H-cup breasts. Anna, tall and willowy with a dancer's grace and a smile that could melt ice. And Daisy, golden and confident in a tiny green bikini.

I brought out one of my bikinis. It was a black bikini. After removing the clothes I wore, I looked at myself in the mirror and I looked skinny. I sighed well. I know that not eating for that long will of course make me lose weight. I took one towel and wrapped it around my waist then I took 2 extra. I went downstairs and they were already waiting for me. Liam was wearing a black short looking all cute while Dave wore a blue short. The waist side was way below his torso making me see part of his boxer, he looked so hot and definitely drool worthy.

Tomiwa however…. “Holy cow.” Jake whispered as he caught sight of his girlfriend walking to the pool. She had a shy look on her face and it was hard not to see why. She wore a white bikini that was way too revealing. The top did little to hid her bouncing assets and as for the bottom? The less said,the better. “Annabelle has a bikini like that?” Daniel whispered in awe as he couldn’t believe his eyes.

Removing sugar from the fat girl’s diet is never a wise idea. Grumbling to myself, I spin around on the sunbed. Dallas’ mansion has a cliff that has been made into a sunbathing area. The ocean is crashing against the sand down below, and there are stone steps leading down to the beach. It’s private and secluded, and on another day, it would be nice to go swimming, but it’s way too windy today. “Working on your tan?” I look up at Dallas at the same time his heated eyes roam over my naked skin. It makes me a little self-conscious of the fact I picked a bikini, not a swimsuit. I’m embarrassingly white everywhere while he is acres of tanned skin.

Jessica and Sienna followed soon after. Sienna, clearly delighted, called out, "Stanley, Jessica's here!" Stanley looked up as Jessica stepped into view, wearing the pink bikini. Her dancer's body, honed from years of ballet, was perfectly sculpted—curves in all the right places. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her back, making her look even more radiant and stunning. She was a fiery red rose. As soon as Jessica entered, all the men's eyes in the hot spring pool snapped to her.

He leans up and watches as she hesitantly wades her way into the water, jumping back and squealing whenever the waves splash against her, almost swallowing her tiny frame. Noel joins Priscilla and they stand waist deep in the water, looking down at the ocean floor and admiring all the colorful aquatic floral, rocks and the occasional small sea critter that swims past their legs. "You look pretty hot in that bikini, Nole. Where did you get it?" Noel doesn't actually remember where she got it, or the fact that she even had it, until Harken held it up earlier. "Not sure, it was Harken who picked it out for me."

They were still getting plenty of attention while wearing their skimpy bikinis under their sheer beach cover-ups. After a quiet day, the girls were well rested to party that night. Carly dressed in a black lace cami crop top with no bra and booty jean shorts with Hannah dressed in a beige tube top and micro mini skirt. The girls were ready to party. They went to several bars and ended up in one that announced that they were still looking for girls to participate in their wet t-shirt contest with prizes of $150, $100, and $50. Hannah looked at Carly who said, "Let's do it."

And then, my breath caught in my throat. A ripple broke the glass-like surface of the water. Ruby. She was swimming a slow, elegant breaststroke under the moonlight. When she reached the edge of the pool, she smoothed her long, wet ginger hair back over her shoulders, the vibrant strands glistening like dark copper in the silver light. She was wearing a simple, high-cut black bikini that left very little to the imagination. The contrast of the dark fabric against her pale, flawless skin was utterly arresting. Every curve of her body—from the soft slope of her waist to the elegant line of her collarbones—was completely exposed to the night air.