Novel & Cerita Universitas Bikini Bottom

“And guess what—I heard another university is on this trip too! That means more hotties. Thank God I packed my bikini. I’m taking so many pictures for my fine-ass fiancé.” Nathan massaged his temples like he was developing a migraine. I managed a small smile, though inside, a heavy cloud had settled. If only I wasn’t stuck in this ridiculous boy disguise, I could’ve worn a bikini too. I could’ve let the sun kiss my skin, flaunted what my mama gave me, and maybe even let myself feel like a normal girl for once. But instead? Oversized shorts and a sleeveless tee. Whoop-dee-doo. Later…

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The bikini is a joke. It barely covers the parts it should protect. The back is just a band, her buttocks are exposed. I shake my head in disbelief, this is really too little to persuade me. My mate's butt comes in a blur in front of me. My Drina has an ass that makes her a real woman, full and soft. What Alcina thinks to seduce me with here is very insufficient. And when she reappears from her dive, her top appears to have slipped off. Her boobs are exposed before my eyes. I can hardly contain a laugh. These seduction tricks of the witch are at best, ridiculous.

Adam settled into a lounge chair by the shimmering pool, the water a crystal blue under the afternoon sun. Nova disappeared briefly, emerging moments later in a lavender bikini that hugged her curves like a second skin. The top barely contained her full breasts, the thin fabric straining against her hardened nipples from the cool air. The matching bottoms rode high on her hips, accentuating the swell of her ass and the dip of her waist.

Well, it drove me crazy. She'd been at the forefront of my mind since she turned 18 last year and I saw her in a bikini at her birthday party. Her tits were all but hanging out, the sides of her areolas slightly visible with the low-cut bikini top. Her bathing suit bottoms disappeared into the crack of her ass, and the fabric cut into her stomach in such a way that made me want to go down on her in front of anyone who would watch.

MELODY'S POV I was dressed to beat the heat in a low slung denim mini skirt and bikini top, hiking sandals on her feet. I turned more than a few heads in my revealing outfit. Despite my age, I have a lush yet firm body. Full 36C tits filled my bikini top, my narrow waist flared out gently to my tight round ass, which was clearly evident even though the fullness of my skirt and my long, tanned, athletic legs gave every guy there something to lust over.

And they weren’t just there to watch. They were in bikinis. My breath caught, but my eyes didn’t even flick to Maya or Lila. They were on Aria, only Aria. She wore a Ravencrest bikini, the school’s crest small on the side of her hip. A pair of simple flip-flops tapped against the pavement as she walked. Her hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail, and her glasses still sat perched on her face, making her look both innocent and… devastatingly hot.

And when I looked at her username, my eyes widened. “It’s Maria Mendoza, the new girl at our school,” she stated before I could utter her name. When I clicked at one photo of her, my mouth almost gaped. She had a curvaceous body, wide hips and snatched waist, huge busts, and perfectly tanned skin. She was posing by the shore with her pair of white bikini that accentuated her tan, with her bare face that made her look like a living Bratz doll. Her arms were stretched to a peace, winking at the camera as her tongue stuck out. She looked so gorgeous and all the comments were filled with admiration.

Santa Monica Beach is bustling with excitement today: half the university has gathered here. Some came to participate in the annual beach volleyball competition, some to cheer them on, and most are just eager to hang out. Some of the freshmen's bikinis are so small that it would have been easier to just tape the necessary areas with duct tape instead of spending money on a swimsuit. "The new uniform is awesome, Tasha," Miley chatters, skipping alongside me. "Victoria's Secret should fire their designer and hire you."

The afternoon air was warm, carrying the scent of cut grass and distant university fountain water. ​I was wearing a pastel pink matching activewear set—high-waisted leggings and a low-back sports bra—with my curls tied high in a loose pineapple bun. Bianca was stretched out next to me in a sleek, all-black ribbed unitard, looking completely effortless as she leaned back onto her forearms. ​"I didn't think you were the type to actually wake up for physical activity," Bianca noted, a dry, amused smirk touching her lips as she watched me hold a gentle warrior pose.