Amanda opens the contest by wearing a bikini that looks something like a cork and two band aid plastic dots. Alice can't go quite as small as Amanda in the bra area as she has to cover mountains, rather than Amanda's molehills. Thus Amanda is triumphant, although the rest of the girls are supposedly not all that happy with the ridiculously small bikini tops that Amanda wears. (Mind you, all of the other girls are trimming their own bikini tops down, but since they're self respecting girls they're doing it only because that bitch Amanda started it and they're doing only what they have to do to keep their own boy friends.)

However, Alice isn't to be so easily beaten in a tit contest after her long struggle. Instead, Alice comes up with the clever plan that stands our little group on its collective ear and sets the tone for our last summer at Del Prado. Alice goes topless on the beach at College Cove! (Now, whether a girl going topless in public is a good thing or a bad thing is debatable. Older people seem to think that it's a bad thing, younger people seem to think that it may be a good thing. However, in any case, Alice definitely has the build for it.)

The very first day of her experiment Alice gets into a nasty argument with most of the other girls.

I'm called in to moderate the near cat fight. I'm afraid I basically wind up fighting fire with gasoline.

Alice states her case and I respond by sticking my foot in my mouth up to the knee.

I say, in words that will live with me until my dying day, "You have a couple of good points there." After that, it doesn't matter what anyone says.

Alice struts around and shows off the 'good points.' The boys, including myself, are mesmerized by the tit display and any girl who wants to be noticed by the boys at College Cove has to become a 'nipple nudie.'

Each of the girls at College Cove goes topless after a brief, nasty lecture to her boy friend. Most of the boys embarrass themselves by staring at their girl's newly exposed tits. I want to say that I don't act like an idiot and just stare at my girl's tits. Hell no! I immediately began to feel Brenda's tits, to determine if they're real or silicone. They're real!

Brenda tries to fend me off, but I'm so strong that her little evasive maneuvers are of very little use. She's embarrassed and, rather than start a big, public fight with me, she finally gets up and stalks off down the beach. I realize that I'm in potentially big trouble here and I go after her.

Brenda is ignoring me and we walk quite a ways down the beach. We finally get to the far corner of the cove. In the far corner of the cove there's a clump of bushes. As we approach the bushes what do we spy but Alvin and Alice. Now, Alvin is basically a good for nothing, skinny wimp. However, it appears that he has developed his tongue to an extent that's hard to believe. He has his tongue between Alice's legs and, judging by the sounds, he's doing more than just all right.

The sight of Alvin and Alice is a bit shocking, but it apparently starts my girl friend Brenda thinking. If Alice is having sex, pretty soon Amanda will be having sex. Then pretty soon all of the rest of the girls and boys will be having sex. If a girl doesn't have sex with her boy friend, he'll quickly become an ex-boy friend. When you live at Del Prado, there isn't anything much for a girl to do except lie around the beach with her boy friend. Thus, a boy friend is a necessary beach accessory for any socially conscious Del Prado girl.

Brenda is a tall, slim girl with a tanned, toned body that would turn any boy on. That is, it would turn any boy on if her body didn't extend to six feet two inches above the ground. Due to altitude considerations, Brenda is pretty much stuck with the only boy who's taller than she is and that's me, Ben.

Thus, after some consideration, Brenda becomes suddenly much more reasonable. If Brenda is showing off her bare tits, why I'm certainly welcome to feel them. I mean, she's really not doing any more than the rest of the teenage girls at Del Prado.

Well, it seems that Brenda is destined to do more than at least some of the other teenage girls at Del Prado. As I feel her tits, she gets so wet between her legs that I can see the wet spot in her micro-bikini bottom.

Brenda can't go back to the others with that sort of thing showing. She needs to rinse out her micro-bikini bottom and, of course, herself. However, there's only one practical way to do the rinsing.

Brenda and I find a sheltered sand area among the rocks at the far end of the cove. We take off our tiny bathing suits and play the game of lion. Brenda lies down and I feed her the meat! It's a little clumsy at first, but we're both very athletic and we settle into an easy sort of rhythm and I begin to get deeper with every stroke. Brenda is tight and I don't want to use too much force with her. That slows things down and our first fuck lasts a long time. Not nearly long enough mind you, but a good long time! Brenda quickly discovers that a little movement on her part will pay big rewards in terms of pleasure. I, in turn, discover that I can use my strength to thrust deeply into Brenda in a controlled manner that's incredibly pleasurable. After a time, we both begin to speed up in our movements and I finally shoot my cum deep inside Brenda, over a sequence of finishing strokes. Brenda responds by announcing the fact of her climax to the world with a little scream of triumph, rather than pain.

I roll off Brenda and we lie there together on the sand and I say the nicest things I can think of to Brenda, as I want her to remember how good it was to fuck and maybe we can do it again, preferably often.

Of course, Brenda works her tactical advantage to the maximum extent practical. It seems that Brenda is consumed with guilt! "What have we done? How could I have let you do it? Will you now abandon me, you unfeeling brute?" The attempted guilt trip goes on for a long, boring time.

We lie there for a long time pondering the situation. However, we finally notice that it's indeed been a long time and we really should get back to the others.

We wash off in the surf, rinse out our tiny bathing suits and then put our bathing suits back on. We walk back up the beach while Brenda lectures me to the effect, "You don't need any of the other girls around here, because I already have everything you need."

I damn sure know she has everything I can think of that I need at the moment!

When we get back to the others, there are no smart comments. I tend to react to smart comments by punching guys in the face. This tactic cuts way down on smart comments by the guys in my immediate vicinity.

Brenda does go off with a couple of girls and they talk and giggle for a while, but the actions of a few girls don't really bother me.

Brenda eventually comes back to me. She uses considerably more words than are really necessary to tell me that we may have been among the first to have sex, but that the others will soon follow our lead.

Well, if Brenda and Ben and Alvin and Alice are learning about sex, any girl who wants to keep her boy friend and her social status had damn well better get with it! There's a marked increase in the number of boys feeling girl's bare tits and girls becoming so incredibly excited that they can't wait to have sex. Well, actually, they can wait a little bit, but only just long enough to walk a decent distance down the beach, away from the rest of the teenagers. By the end of the day, each of the couples has made a trip down toward the far end of the cove. Of course, not all of the couples necessarily have sex. However, I would estimate the chances at way over 99% that each and every couple did have sex.

As we lie on the beach, I talk with Brenda and find out that she isn't going to get pregnant as a result of our earlier encounter. The College Cove girls use birth control pills to control their periods and there's no danger of a girl accidentally becoming pregnant. (Quite a relief!)