Surfing Old School- Honolulu

They were met at the airport by a limousine. A chauffeur and a liaison from the Governor’s office greeted the women and loaded their luggage. They made an odd spectacle as they drove through downtown Honolulu with Kari’s board strapped to the top of the limo. Kari hadn’t been back to Hawaii since she was ten. She watched the city sights roll past nostalgically, trying to put out of her mind her upcoming very bare performance that was the reason for her homecoming.

They stopped at their hotel to unload. They walked into the lobby; the front half was two stories high, with wall-mounted waterfall sculptures on either side. The liaison nodded to the desk clerk and led them straight to their suite on the ground floor . The women were in awe of the opulent surroundings, and it was hard to keep them focused. Their suite had a large sprawling central living room with three bedrooms, and had sliding glass doors that opened onto the swimming pools that surrounded the hotel. Jessie whispered to Kari, excited, “Have you ever seen a hotel this fancy?” Eventually, the Governor’s liaison had to herd them out and back into the limo. A few minutes later, the liaison whisked them through the State Capitol building and into the lobby of the Governor’s office.

Another few minutes later, the Governor came out of his office. He was followed by a man in traditional Hawaiian dress, with a large flower and leaf headdress on; he was bare-chested with his lower body wrapped in a long yellow pareu that had images of sea turtles and fish in black. Mona looked closely at the second man, trying to place him.
The Governor introduced himself, turned to his companion, and said, “And this is David–” Mona interrupted him, exclaiming, “David Kamealoha?” He looked pleasantly surprised and they ran to each other and hugged.

He said, “Mona. Mona Tahani.” David looked at the two younger women and said, “Mona and I grew up together on Kaua’i”.

The Governor looked on, secretly pleased. ‘Great, this changes things. If I get on her good side, this pain in the ass might back off.‘

Once they quieted down, the Governor said, “So, Ms. Kaimana, I hear you want to compete in the surf tournament, er, naked?”

Kari blushed and thought, ‘No! I really don’t want to. But the free flight … and the hotel …‘ She paused, knowing the Governor was waiting for an enthusiastic response. ‘I guess I should play along and try to find a way out later…‘

She stuttered out, “Uh, yes, I thought I would, um, like my ancestors…”

Jessie watched her friend falter and thought ‘Sweetheart, you have to do better than that.‘ , so she stepped up.

“Hi, I’m Jessica Morris, Kari’s manager. She told me it was a shame what the European missionaries did to Hawaiian culture. It was so beautiful and natural. She said the Hawaiians who invented surfing did it naked, and that she wanted to honor them by doing the same.”

Kari looked at her, grateful that she stepped in to make her feel less awkward, but still thinking that her friend was helping to push her toward something she didn’t want to do.

The Governor said, “Yes, well, I welcome every opportunity to honor Hawaii and her traditions.”, shooting a quick glance at David. “I’ll support you in any way I can.”

Kari raised an eyebrow and asked, “But isn’t it illegal?”, hoping to get off on a technicality.
The Governor said, “Actually, no. The only anti-nudity law we have says it’s a crime to expose your genitals in order to offend or shock someone. Since you’ll be nude for a legitimate reason, you won’t be breaking the law. And I can do a lot to make sure you won’t be bothered.”

Mona said, “Well, where can I have her practice? I don’t want her first time surfing naked to be at the tournament, and I don’t know of any good surf spots near nude beaches.”

The Governor said, “I’ll have one of my aides make up a special ID for you, with the state seal and my signature. It will let everyone know you’re allowed to be nude on any beach in the state. And if anyone tries to stop you, you can have them call my office.”

He motioned to his assistant, “Have someone from the Documents office take Kari down for her ID.”

A few minutes later, the three women were led down one flight of stairs to the ID room by a young woman. Kari walked behind her in a daze.

‘I don’t know how I’m going to get out of this! It’s like I’m hurtling toward it and powerless to stop it.‘

They stepped into a small room crowded with electronics. Their host motioned to an X in duct tape on the floor and said, “Please stand right there for your picture.” Kari did, and then the aide said, “Oh, the Governor says you’ll need to have your picture taken naked. Since you’ll be naked when you need it.”

Kari blushed and her heart started pounding. She reached for the top button on her blouse, but couldn’t work up the nerve to go farther. ‘They can’t expect me to strip naked here, right?!‘
She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at Mona unsurely.

Mona said, “She’s right. Start stripping.”

The assistant saw she was unsure, so she said, “Well, this will only be from the waist up, so you could leave your skirt on.” Kari’s hopes rose at the chance of a little temporary reprieve from her complete exposure.

Mona shook her head and said, “No, you should strip completely.”

Kari pouted and pleaded, “Why?”

Mona said, scowling, “In a few days, you’re going to be surfing nude. In public. In front of thousands of people. You need to start getting used to the idea NOW.”

Kari nervously began unbuttoning her blouse. She had known she’d be meeting the Governor, so she had dressed more formally than she usually did. She slowly slipped off the blouse. She kicked off her shoes, bent over, and slipped off her thigh-high stockings. Her hands went to her bra, then to her skirt, as she looked at the other women. She finally decided it would be easier if she closed her eyes. Then she unzipped her skirt, pushed it down, and let it drop.

Kari took a deep breath, stepping out of her skirt while her hands went to the hook between the cups of her lacy bra. She could feel her heart pounding and her skin getting flush. As she unhooked it and swept her arms back to let it slip off, she felt like she was flashing her tits to the entire world, even though she was alone with these three women. She thought, ‘It’s hard enough for me undressing in a locker room full of women. But here?! Getting naked in a public building just feels so wrong…‘

If she had opened her eyes, she would have seen all of them looking intently at her. They saw her small areolas, the color of dull copper, shrink and pucker, and her nipples stick farther out. Goosebumps formed on her mocha-colored breasts as they swayed back and forth while the bra slipped off and fell to the floor.

Mona thought wistfully, ‘I remember when mine looked like that.‘ She had kept exercising and eating like she did when she was surfing full-time, so she was still in excellent shape. Still, she thought, ‘Gravity is not kind to tits.‘

Jessie was just looking on and longing to fondle them; she had never told Kari how attracted to her she was. But seeing her so exposed and vulnerable, she couldn’t help herself. She wanted to hold her breasts in her hands, feel how heavy and warm and soft they were. She imagined how her nipples would taste and feel against her tongue…

Meanwhile, the aide was just grateful for a lovely distraction from her regular boring work-day.

Kari hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and paused. She opened her eyes and looked, pouting, at Mona, as if silently asking, ‘Do I have to?’ Her coach said, “The quicker you strip, the sooner we’ll finish.” She sighed and pulled them down. Jessie gathered up her clothes and the aide had Kari stand back on the X. She said, “Okay now, hands at your sides & look at the camera so I can take your picture.”

Just as she did, the door swung open and the Governor and Mona’s friend stepped inside. Kari gasped when she saw them, her arm quickly covering her tits and her other hand over her pussy, and then the camera flashed.

“Dammit!” the aide yelled. “Stand still! We’ll have to take another one.”

The Governor, eyeing her happily, said, “Oh don’t mind us. I’ll just need to sign your ID and put the seal on it to make it official. Please continue.”

Kari shot a quick glance at Mona for moral support, but saw a stern look in her eyes that said, ‘Just get on with it.‘ The aide said, “Arms at your sides and stand up straight.” Kari forced herself to do it, while a blush spread from her face to her chest and over her whole body. The aide said, “Kari, try to smile.”

She put on her best fake smile as the camera flashed again.

She looked around for her clothes as the Governor and his aide went over to a desk piled high with computers. Kari saw Jessie had her clothes and was about to go grab them, when the Governor motioned to the chair beside him. “Please, have a seat.”

She looked at him, and then at her clothes. She was aching to get into her clothes again, but didn’t feel she could ignore the Governor. Mona saw her indecision and stepped between her and her clothes, and pulled the chair out for her. Kari walked over as calmly as possible and sat down. The feeling of the cool leather against her bare skin made her feel even more naked.

The Governor leaned forward as the aide pushed the printed ID toward him. He signed it and put the state seal on it. The aide took it back and said, “Now we just need to laminate it.”
As she busied herself with the task, the Governor turned to Kari and said, “Now, I’d like to have a short press conference before the start of the tournament. I’d like you to be there to answer questions.”

“Do I have to be…”

“Naked? Oh, yes, of course.”

David said, “I thought for the press conference she could wear traditional Hawaiian clothes.”

Kari thought, ‘Yes! Thank you, David!‘

The Governor shrugged and said, “If you wish.”

“You know, Kari, I’d love it if you could dress that way for your entire stay,” David said, “I can get you a full wardrobe.”

Kari smiled. “Sure, I’d be happy to.”

Finally the aide handed the ID to Kari. It was on a lanyard, and had the photo of Kari from the waist up. Right below, it read “By order of the Governor of Hawaii, the bearer of this ID, Kari Kaimana, has the legal right to be nude on all of Hawaii’s beaches.” It even had a phone number to call with questions. The Governor said, “Please, try it on and see how it looks.” She slipped over her head. It hung right between her tits. The Governor smiled and said, “Perfect.”

Finally he stood and said, “Well, I have other things to attend to. I’ll see you in a few days.” He walked to the door and turned to David. “So, Mr. Kamealoha, can I do anything else for you?”
David answered, “No, I’ll schedule another meeting later in the month. Now I’d like to catch up with Mona here.” In the background, Kari was scrambling into her clothes.

They were all escorted through the Capitol building, with David and Mona walking close together and talking animatedly. When they got back to the limo. Mona told the other two, “David and I are going to go out to dinner to chat. Would you like to join us?”

Kari just wanted to retreat after her latest exposure so she said, “No I just want to get back to the hotel.” Mona and David wandered off on foot while the other two got into the limo.

Back at the hotel, the Governor’s liaison was kind enough to escort them to their suite. Before he left, he said, “Please enjoy your stay. The restaurant & bars, gym, gratuities, everything, is all being taken care of by the Governor.” As the door closed, they looked at each other speechless, amazed at their good luck. They ordered champagne, oysters and lobster from room service.

After they finished the feast and their bottle of champagne, Jessie said, “Did you see that gorgeous series of swimming pools surrounding the hotel? Want to go have a dip before bed?”
Kari, slightly tipsy, said, “Sure — wait, I don’t think I replaced my swimsuit since my, uh, wardrobe malfunction last weekend.”

Jessie said, “Oh, don’t worry. I know your size, so I got you a replacement.” She went to her suitcase as Kari started undressing. Jessie finally said, “Ah, here it is.”, and tossed a small bundle to Kari.

Kari, standing in her underwear, picked it up, confused. “It looks like a bundle of string.”

“It’s a micro-bikini, from this company called Manic Meerkat.”

“How does it go on?”

Jessie grabbed it and said, “I’ll straighten it out while you get those undies off.” Kari watched Jessie as she undressed. When they were both done, she saw the swimsuit spread out on the bed. It looked like three small triangles of white connected with black string.

“Do you actually expect me to wear that?”

Jessie said, “Yes. You don’t have a choice, unless you want to go naked.”

“No, I’ve been naked enough today.”

“Besides, once you’ve worn this a few times, those other skimpy bottoms won’t feel so revealing. Think of it as practice.”

Kari rolled her eyes as she tried it on. The bottom triangle just barely covered her pussy, and the back was only two strings, one that fit very snugly between her butt-cheeks. No matter how she tied it or tugged on it, she couldn’t get it to fully cover her landing strip all the way. “See, Jess, I can’t wear this without flashing my pubes.”

“Oh, I can fix that.,” Jessie said, rummaging around some more in her luggage. She pulled out a razor and some shaving foam. She told Kari, “Take that off and sit on that chair.” After she did, Jessie knelt down between her knees. She told Kari, “Scoot forward and spread your legs wide so I can work.”

Only after Jessie started applying the foam did she think, ‘Wow, I must be drunk. I’m letting my best friend shave my pubes. Weird.‘ The feel of the razor brought her out of her thoughts.

“Don’t take off too much.”

Jessie frowned and said, “You know, most of the other surfers take it all off.”

Kari blushed and said, “Yeah, I know. I just don’t like that. It looks indecent, like you’re trying to show it off.”

“Well, if you do go smooth, you don’t have to worry about hair peeking out of any swimsuit.”

“No, I don’t want to. I have to be naked at the tournament soon. I’ll feel even more exposed if I don’t have some hair down there.”

“Suit yourself.” Jessie said as she finished up.

Kari stood and pulled the suit into place. “Jessie, I can’t wear this in public! It just covers my…vulva.”

“Yeah. It looks sexy.”

“It’s like it’s designed to let me get as naked as possible without getting arrested.”

“Yeah, Manic Meerkat bikinis are famous for that. Try the top on.”

The top was the same — the top covered her areolas, but that was about it. Her entire breasts were exposed on either side and below the white triangles. “You really expect me to wear this outside of this room?”

Jessie looked amazed at her friend’s appearance. She grabbed her by the elbow, and dragged her toward the bathroom, saying “You have to see how sexy you look.”

Kari got a real shock when she saw her reflection in the full-length mirror. She started to blush, seeing just how much of her was bare. Jessie ran to her luggage saying, “Just let me get my suit on.”

While her friend was putting on her swimsuit, Kari turned her back to the mirror and twisted around to check out the suit from behind. She saw she was nearly naked except for a few black strings, but that was not what caught her eye. She looked at the reflection in the mirror, amazed at the incredibly sexy figure she saw. Long legs rising up to a full and beautiful round ass, a sinuous spine and a strong back, curving around to show a full breast in silhouette. For a few seconds, it didn’t register in her mind that it was her. She thought, ‘Wow! That is so beautiful! ‘

Jessie interrupted her reverie, pulling her out of the bathroom, exclaiming, “We are going to go show you off!”

A few minutes later, Jessie and Kari were poolside. As they walked around, looking for a good spot, it was all Kari could to do to keep from covering herself like she had at the ID photo that morning. ‘At least it’s not too busy now that the sun is down.‘ They passed a few groups, and every time the guys would stop and stare wide-eyed at Kari’s body. It got her a few icy stares from their girlfriends and wives, too.

They found two lounge chairs out of the breeze and plopped down. “I can’t believe you talked me into this,” Kari whispered.

Jessie said, “Just think of it as an ‘undress rehearsal’ for your nude debut later.”

A woman next to them got up and started gathering her things to leave. The girls were surprised to see she was topless. When she saw them staring, Jessie asked, “Is it okay to be topless?”
The woman replied with a slight French accent, “Yes, it is.” She looked up and down Kari’s body with an arched eyebrow, then picked up her things and left.

Jessie said with a twinkle in her eye, “You should go topless!”

Kari put her hands on her hips and said defiantly, “I will if you will.”

Jessie blushed and dropped it. She said, “Let’s go for a swim.” and dove into the pool. Kari followed.

Once she was in the water, she relaxed, feeling not so exposed. She swam lazily for a while, enjoying the feeling of the water caressing her nearly nude body. She smiled and thought, ‘I had no idea swimming basically naked would feel so good. It’s like I’m aware of every inch of my body, but nobody’s watching.‘

After soaking for a while, they swam to the shallower end, where there was a series of steps out of the pool. Jessie watched Kari’s bare ass sway back and forth as she went up the steps. At the top, Kari turned and asked Jessie, “Feel like turning in?”

Kari saw Jessie staring at her chest in amazement. “Whoa, Kari, check out your suit! It’s see-through!”

Kari looked down and saw her hard nipples poking forward. The white triangles were so sheer when they were wet that they almost looked like clear plastic. She leaned over and saw the bottom one was the same way: she could clearly see her pubes and pussy.

‘Holy shit! I might as well be naked!‘. One arm covered her breasts and the other hand went to her crotch. She blushed and hurried over to their gear, thinking, ‘God! I wish I could disappear!‘.

The guys they had passed earlier were all staring, enjoying the sight of a beautiful embarrassed woman in a transparent bikini. She saw their girlfriends glaring at her, and then turning to their boyfriends and scowling at them for staring. She grabbed a large towel and wrapped it around her, and then hurried to their suite. ‘I just want this awful day to be over. I don’t know how I’m going to make it through this trip.‘

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