The sun blazed overhead as Pepper strolled along the sandy shoreline, the warm breeze brushing against her pale skin. She had chosen a tiny, barely-there bikini this time, the fabric snug against her girlish figure. Just a little exhibitionism, she told herself, her small cock already stirring at the thought of being seen. She’d deny it if anyone asked, but the idea of someone catching a glimpse of her, of really seeing her, sent a thrill through her body. She glanced around casually, trying to appear nonchalant, but her eyes were darting everywhere, searching for any sign that someone was watching.Her attention was soon drawn to a woman a few yards ahead. The woman was stunning—voluptuous curves, long legs, and a bikini that seemed to be defying gravity. Her breasts were so large they threatened to spill out of their confines with every step she took. Pepper’s breath caught in her throat. She tried to look away, but her eyes were glued to the woman’s chest, her mind racing with fantasies. What if... what if it slips? What if everyone sees? The thought alone made her cheeks flush and her cock twitch in her skimpy bottoms.Pepper’s heart pounded as she slowed her pace, keeping a careful distance while still maintaining a clear view. The woman bent over to pick up a shell, and Pepper’s pulse spiked. The top of the bikini strained against the woman’s full breasts, the fabric slipping dangerously low. For a moment, Pepper thought it might happen—the wardrobe malfunction she’d been fantasizing about—but the woman quickly adjusted herself and stood back up, oblivious to the sissy’s desperate gaze.Disappointment washed over Pepper, but it was quickly replaced by something more urgent. She realized she was aching, her small cock straining against the tight fabric of her bikini bottoms. The sensation was almost unbearable, and she shifted uncomfortably, trying to relieve some of the pressure. She could feel the heat building between her legs, the need growing stronger with every passing second.As she walked, her own bikini bottoms began to ride up, the fabric digging into her sensitive flesh. She glanced down and gasped softly—her cock was clearly outlined against the thin material, the tip peeking out from the waistband. Oh no, she thought, panic mixing with arousal. What if someone sees? What if they know? But instead of fixing it, she found herself unable to stop. The idea of being exposed, of being seen, was too intoxicating.She reached a quieter part of the beach, where the crowd thinned out. Her breathing was shallow now, her thighs trembling as she tried to resist the urge to touch herself. But then she saw her—a different woman, just as breathtaking as the first. This one was lounging on a towel, her massive chest barely contained by a flimsy halter top. The strings were tied precariously at the back of her neck, and as she shifted to adjust her position, one of them came undone.Pepper froze, her eyes widening as she watched the slow-motion disaster unfold. The woman’s top slipped lower and lower until it finally fell away completely, revealing her full, luscious breasts to the world. The woman gasped and quickly covered herself, but not before Pepper had seen everything. Her small cock throbbed violently at the sight, and she felt a wet spot forming in her bikini bottoms.She couldn’t take it anymore. Her hand moved instinctively between her legs, fingers brushing against the damp fabric. Her breath hitched as she felt the warmth of her own arousal seeping through. She wanted to stop, to pull her hand away, but her body was betraying her. Her fingers slipped beneath the waistband, finding her hard little cock and wrapping around it. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, her hips rocking forward into her own touch.It wasn’t enough. She needed more. With trembling hands, she untied the strings of her bikini bottoms, letting them fall to the sand. The cool air brushed against her exposed cock, making her shiver with pleasure. She glanced around nervously, but there was no one nearby—just the busty woman who had accidentally exposed herself moments ago. The woman had retied her top and was now lounging back on her towel, seemingly unaware of Pepper’s presence.Pepper’s heart raced as she sank to her knees in the soft sand, her hand moving faster now, stroking her cock with desperate urgency. She kept her eyes on the woman, imagining what it would be like to kneel before her, to worship those perfect breasts with her mouth. The fantasy pushed her closer to the edge, and she could feel the orgasm building deep inside her.But then she heard a voice—low and sultry—and it made her freeze. “Well, well,” the woman said, smirking as she turned to face Pepper. “Looks like someone’s having a little fun.”

Pepper, clad in a tiny bikini, strolled along the beach, her gaze fixed on a voluptuous woman ahead, hoping to catch a glimpse of a wardrobe malfunction. She became aroused and struggled to conceal her erection, which was clearly visible through her bikini. She eventually gave in to her urges, touching herself while watching another woman who had accidentally exposed her breasts.

The sun blazed overhead as Pepper strolled along the sandy shoreline, the warm breeze brushing against her pale skin. She had chosen a tiny, barely-there bikini this time, the fabric snug against her girlish figure. _Just a little exhibitionism_, she told herself, her small cock already stirring at the thought of being seen. She’d deny it if anyone asked, but the idea of someone catching a glimpse of her, of *really* seeing her, sent a thrill through her body. She glanced around casually, trying to appear nonchalant, but her eyes were darting everywhere, searching for any sign that someone was watching.

Her attention was soon drawn to a woman a few yards ahead. The woman was *stunning*—voluptuous curves, long legs, and a bikini that seemed to be defying gravity. Her breasts were so large they threatened to spill out of their confines with every step she took. Pepper’s breath caught in her throat. She tried to look away, but her eyes were glued to the woman’s chest, her mind racing with fantasies. _What if... what if it slips? What if everyone sees?_ The thought alone made her cheeks flush and her cock twitch in her skimpy bottoms.

Pepper’s heart pounded as she slowed her pace, keeping a careful distance while still maintaining a clear view. The woman bent over to pick up a shell, and Pepper’s pulse spiked. The top of the bikini strained against the woman’s full breasts, the fabric slipping dangerously low. For a moment, Pepper thought it might happen—the wardrobe malfunction she’d been fantasizing about—but the woman quickly adjusted herself and stood back up, oblivious to the sissy’s desperate gaze.

Disappointment washed over Pepper, but it was quickly replaced by something more urgent. She realized she was *aching*, her small cock straining against the tight fabric of her bikini bottoms. The sensation was almost unbearable, and she shifted uncomfortably, trying to relieve some of the pressure. She could feel the heat building between her legs, the need growing stronger with every passing second.

As she walked, her own bikini bottoms began to ride up, the fabric digging into her sensitive flesh. She glanced down and gasped softly—her cock was clearly outlined against the thin material, the tip peeking out from the waistband. _Oh no_, she thought, panic mixing with arousal. _What if someone sees? What if they know?_ But instead of fixing it, she found herself unable to stop. The idea of being exposed, of being *seen*, was too intoxicating.

She reached a quieter part of the beach, where the crowd thinned out. Her breathing was shallow now, her thighs trembling as she tried to resist the urge to touch herself. But then she saw her—a different woman, just as breathtaking as the first. This one was lounging on a towel, her massive chest barely contained by a flimsy halter top. The strings were tied precariously at the back of her neck, and as she shifted to adjust her position, one of them came undone.

Pepper froze, her eyes widening as she watched the slow-motion disaster unfold. The woman’s top slipped lower and lower until it finally fell away completely, revealing her full, luscious breasts to the world. The woman gasped and quickly covered herself, but not before Pepper had seen everything. Her small cock throbbed violently at the sight, and she felt a wet spot forming in her bikini bottoms.

She couldn’t take it anymore. Her hand moved instinctively between her legs, fingers brushing against the damp fabric. Her breath hitched as she felt the warmth of her own arousal seeping through. She wanted to stop, to pull her hand away, but her body was betraying her. Her fingers slipped beneath the waistband, finding her hard little cock and wrapping around it. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, her hips rocking forward into her own touch.

It wasn’t enough. She needed more. With trembling hands, she untied the strings of her bikini bottoms, letting them fall to the sand. The cool air brushed against her exposed cock, making her shiver with pleasure. She glanced around nervously, but there was no one nearby—just the busty woman who had accidentally exposed herself moments ago. The woman had retied her top and was now lounging back on her towel, seemingly unaware of Pepper’s presence.

Pepper’s heart raced as she sank to her knees in the soft sand, her hand moving faster now, stroking her cock with desperate urgency. She kept her eyes on the woman, imagining what it would be like to kneel before her, to worship those perfect breasts with her mouth. The fantasy pushed her closer to the edge, and she could feel the orgasm building deep inside her.

But then she heard a voice—low and sultry—and it made her freeze. “Well, well,” the woman said, smirking as she turned to face Pepper. “Looks like someone’s having a little fun.”

A young exhibitionist, Pepper, seeks thrills at the beach, only to find herself in a series of wardrobe malfunctions that expose more than she intended.

Her fantasies are fueled by the sight of stunning women in revealing swimwear, leading her to a state of intense arousal and public self-pleasure.

A chance encounter with a woman who accidentally exposes herself pushes Pepper over the edge, leading to a risky and exhilarating climax.

Wardrobe Malfunctions Ignite Sissy's Thrill

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