Okay, this is my first post here and probably the wildest thing I shared on the internet (and did IRL for that matter)

Right at the end of summer me and my BF (25M) met up with his best friend (26M) whom we haven't seen in a long while(different cities). They've got this kind of friendship where you don't talk for half a year and then just reconnect like it's been yesterday.

Anyway, we were visiting him at his place, sitting in his small garden and talking about our Greek vacation a lot. In the evening the mood got all loose so we told him about our experience going to a nude beach. Since lately I'm sort of embracing my inner exhibitionist (nude beach being one of the outlets) I got really excited telling the story. So I was telling Con (the friend) how initially it was all about eliminating the tan lines, but didn't really work since I got really strong tan lines at the beginning of the vacation. That's when Con said he loves tan lines and bets they look great. He's genuinely nice, I don't think it was flirty or sexual, it was just an innocent compliment. However since I was already excited about the story without thinking much I said "Oh yeah? Wanna see them?". Obviously everyone thought it was a joke and they both said "Yeah, right, like you're gonna bring them out" etc.

So without much thinking - I just did. For maybe 3 seconds, but I lifted my shirt and bra and gave them a peek. Damn it felt so liberating and scary at the same time!

Oh... my... god... the silence.

They were stunned. I think my BF was even more stunned than Con. To release some of the pressure in the air Con went to prepare some drinks and I was left with my BF. And let me tell you, he was confuuuuused. He started off mad and pissed, but I didn't really feel it was genuine. He said something along the lines of "you could have at least asked my opinion" which led me to asking "would you have agreed though?"

So.... I told you about the inner exhibitionist, right? He obviously knows it, hell he's the one who started it for us! So I knew I had him when he started mumbling the answer and ended up saying that basically he loved it but would have wanted me to ask ahead. I apologized and said I kinda did it in the heat of the moment and promised not to do it again.

So few more minutes pass and we ended up going inside to check up on Con and the drinks. He was just finishing and clearly still shocked by what just happened, but when he saw us coming towards him he calmed down and everything was back to normal. We chatted in the kitchen about this and that, sipping on the drinks when my BF just straight away asked Con "So did you like the tan lines?". Obviously Con went all red and silent and just mumbled "uhhhh... yeah, sure". My BF followed up by saying "These are not the only ones". Now I went all red and didn't know what was happening. So he clearly thought of a punishment for going on my own showing off my boobs and said "Why don't you show off more?"

Oh... my... god... the silence vol 2.0

Two-hundred-million thoughts later I just coughed "Okay". Horny paralysis - you know the feeling? Something is both scary and extremely arousing at the same time. Every erogenous part of the body is tingling yet at the same time you can barely breathe or move. That's what I felt.

My BF went to Con and asked him to sit on the counter with him. They were in the corner and I was in the very center of the kitchen. "Want some music?" - my BF asked, to which I nodded and he played some jazzy thing on spotify.

I can imagine I had a stupid look on my face cause the guys were somewhat amused, but then my BF said "Go on. We can't wait" which gave me a bit more confidence. I was wearing a white, button up shirt, jeans and sneakers (not the most stripteasque outfit, right?). I started unbuttoning the shirt slowly and turned around to face the guys with my back. I took the shirt completely off, took a peak at them over my shoulder and unhooked the bra. I started slowly turning around with my hand over my boobs (important to understand that I am a member of the itty bitty committee so there wasn't much too hide) and tried to do a sexy, groovy move to the music. Despite my clumsiness they seemed to enjoy it and I saw my BF saying to Con something like "Nice, huh?".

I kept on going and released my boobs. Unbuttoned my jeans and again turned around to do the cool, sexy girl peeling off her jeans move. Of course it didn't go too well but I managed to slip the jeans halfway down and reveal my thong. Now at this moment I actually got into it. Why? Because I freakin' love my butt in thongs. My BF converted me from colorful granny panties to wearing thongs and laces exclusively and he knew what he was doing, cause all modesty aside, this butt really rocks the thong look. Another moment of slight clumsiness cause when I got down to my ankles, I realized I still had the sneakers on and had to kick them off quickly, but I doubt the guys minded me bending over.

So there I was, naked except for the thong. I walked by them a few times to the music, did some hair throws etc. and some funny/sexy moves. My BF sat there with a smug face as in saying "That's all mine to play with", while Con was in a trance. He couldn't keep his eyes away from me, constantly scanning different parts of my body, smiling like a kid. He did avoid my eyes, but tbh... so did I Maybe because I was scared, but maybe because I really loved it. The attention that I got made me feel like a goddess - controlling the room with my moves. Con said "You guys really are the best friends out there" and my BF replied with "Wait for the finale" and nodded to me signaling I should take the thong off. This one was both super sexy and difficult. I was really excited and even got a little wet, but at the same time I have this weird line between "boobs are just fatty chests" and "if you see my pussy then you're probably going to eat it". Or in other words - I don't mind being seen topless, but bottomless is a bit more difficult.

But in the heat of the moment and with all the trust to both of these guys that I have I decided to come a bit closer to Con, face him backwards again and slowly pull my panties off. His head was quite high, so he got a good look of my butt, without staring dirrectly into my asshole and pussy - and that was my goal. I gave them my panties over my shoulder and started walking away to the other room. Just before disappearing in the door I turned around for a few seconds and with my legs crossed gave them a peek at my landing strip. Then I ran to the other room and shouted to my BF to bring my clothes back.

I heard some giggles and excited voices and in a minute my BF was back with all my clothes - even the panties, which I clearly saw before leaving - Con was holding. He seemed happy, excited (there was quite a bulge visible). We didn't talk much except for general "How was it?" feedback. Afterwards we went back to the garden and Con was there with new drinks again. Again we didn't talk much except for Con who said in a really serious tone "I really love your tanlines". We all bursed out laughing and basically blamed this whole thing on the drinks. But honestly? I didn't even drink that much that night!

I actually just realized that it was the first time someone other than my BF saw me naked in a sexual context.

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Thank you for reading through the story. It was my first here and I'm not a native speaker (as you can probably tell) but I hope you enjoyed. I loved this experience and often think about it and I thought it's going to do me good to have some strangers relive it with me! Feel free to ask questions. You can also visit my profile for some visual aids, if you're into that.