Cindy Weston was a properly behaved UK girl touring the Florida beach scene and enjoying every minute of it.

Her best friend Josie from Bath was her semi-attached shadow and constantly reassured her that she was the most beautiful girl to be found in any direction as far as the eye could see. The serious-minded Josie was ever present at Cindy’s side to lather her up with the sun screen block at appropriate intervals. Both of the girls were a mature eighteen with the unfortunate circumstance that Cindy looked at least twenty and poor Josie had to show her ID wherever they went because she had the angelic face of a much younger girl. It amused Cindy no end but the distraught Josie cried tears of frustration when good-looking lads passed her by simply because she looked like “Jailbait”.

In the confusing way of such matters, the honest truth was that the innocent-looking Josie had been getting humped regularly by the four male members of a popular boy’s band in ways that gave her a leg-up, so to speak, on the virginal Cindy. The vastly more popular Cindy had a surprising reluctance to offer up her deep-rooted cherry to the Gods of sensuous delight and persisted in using her busy little hand and her willing lips to assuage the sensitivities of admirers in need of female attentions of the carnal variety. Cindy had quite mastered the oral requirements for draining male equipment and she had learned several tricks to hasten the process from her best friend Josie. In fact, it was Josie’s barrage of updating on sexual practices that allowed Cindy to appear equally as mature as her friend in matters of the heart.

They had tried their best to mingle with the perky-breasted, and chubby cheeked American girls on the beach scene, but they were doomed to failure because they both exuded that sort of sexuality that cannot be bought in a coloring box or in padded falsies or corrective nose jobs. Besides, the American girls were up for anything just as long as there was a condom handy to keep stores of spunk under control.

Cindy preferred wearing her simple one piece black swimming costume at the beach or in a swimming pool. It accentuated her glorious chest development and allowed her sweeping posterior curves to form a heart-shaped entrance to paradise in a way that created magical erections on the spur of the moment.

They had made the trip down to the Florida Keys to watch the Earnest Hemingway Lookalike Contest and check out the white sanded beaches on both the Atlantic and the Gulf of Mexico side on the exact same day.

Young Miss Cindy was stretched out in the garden tub on the lanai with the massaging underwater jets aimed right at her already agitated pussy, when an excited Josie ran in wearing her bikini with the little yellow cord that was buried in between her pretty cheeks in a way that made it seem like she was naked from behind. It was only when she bent over that one could see she was properly clothed and had a bottom covering all of her private female parts as proscribed by the county regulations for public display of female anatomy on a beach.

“Cindy…Cindy, you have no idea what these Americans are doing right across the street in that weird looking RV park.”

Poor Cindy was on the verge of a satisfying release of her female juices underwater from the pressure of the dynamic massage jets. She opened her mouth to ask her best friend Josie what she was all in a dither about and all that came out was her panting gasps as her clitoris exploded in cosmic quaking of an orgasm that had been building for almost forty minutes. Josie knew right away what Cindy was experiencing because she was an old hand at using the water jets to warm up her cookies before actually spreading her legs for a carnal partner. If the boy band was there with them, she would have them pulling a train on her from behind and let Cindy watch every detail. Sometimes when they were all together at home, she would allow the boys in the band to sprinkle a little joy juice on Cindy’s skin because she knew the depraved girl would scrape it off with her fingers and put it into her mouth to get rid of the evidence of forbidden fornication on school grounds.

Josie had arranged for several of the teachers to avail themselves of Cindy’s oral services because she knew it was good practice for her best friend and the teachers could be counted on to boost her grades for getting Cindy on her pretty knees.

“These savages are having a contest for a nudist queen across the street in the pool area where those old farts pretend they are not senior citizens.”

Cindy thought her friend was a bit unkind and harsh because she had been thinking some of the older gentlemen appeared fit and well-endowed even if they were short on hair and their hearing was not as good as the younger generation. It also seemed probable that the older females would appeal to most males with an urge to merge just by bending over and showing them that it was difficult to tell the difference between a 36 year old bottom and a 63 year old bottom when push came to shove.

The idea that these old folks would be sponsoring a contest for the best Nude body in Key West started her camel-toe to leaking something terrible. It was a good thing it was underwater and her secret lack of character was a well-kept secret from her loyal friend.

They quickly gathered their swimming gear and headed right across the street to the site of the contest.

The older females were not entered into the competition because they knew in their hearts that no amount of Yoga or frenzied workouts would put their drooping ass cheeks on a par with the average eighteen year old.

The woman on the entrance gate told them,

“Girls, you have to take off all your jewelry and absolutely no clothing except for your favorite high heels. The guys like the girls to wear high heels because it makes their ass cheeks wiggle nicer and keeps their spine nice and straight and makes their boobs stick out all sassy and sweet.”

That made Josie all hot and bothered to enter the contest and show off her sweet ass without any bathing suit at all.

Cindy talked her out of it because she knew the girl would not make the cut because she was a bit top-heavy up above and even at eighteen, her ass cheeks were drooping a little due to too many ice cream sodas at the school canteen. Josie sensed Cindy was right but she knew that if Cindy won the contest, she would share in the glory and maybe even get lucky with one of the judges or a life guard with it all hanging out in full nudist glory. Those hunks of male passion were easy to grade for size with no bathing suits to hide the truth of length and girth.

The dressing room was crowded with naked females.

Some of them were rubbing in butter or baby oil to make their skin look fresh and primed for action. Cindy thought it was a bit over the top because just moving around and posing would make them sweat and the sheen of a light coating of perspiration was more inspiring than the butter or oil that just make them look like greased pigs ready to be spitted over a fire. Still, she didn’t object when Josie started at her toes and worked her way up every square inch of her body right up to the edge of her scalp. Her delicate fingers kneaded her skin like she was being prepared to be eaten as a gourmet meal.

It turned out that the girls that claimed they were true virgins received a five point bonus for purity.

The only catch was that all three judges were required to test them internally with their ungloved fingers to make certain they were telling the truth. As it turned out, the entire field of contestants only yielded three alleged “virgins” including Cindy and they were led out to the pool area to be tested right in front of all the spectators eager to validate their virginal status.

The three judges stood in front of the girls and made them spread their legs open wide for the insertion of their fingers up inside to check their hymens. Then, they had the girls move from one judge to the next so all three could have a shot of confirming their virginity. One of the girls was deemed not a virgin because two of the three judges declared she was as open as a loose goose. The poor girl was in tears insisting that she had never done anything even close to sexual relations.

The other girl just in front of Cindy laughed and told her,

“I know that one. She is a real cock tease of the worst sort. My brother told me that he had taken her ass cherry last summer up at the lifeguard shack in South Beach and he knew for a fact she had lost her vaginal cherry to a mulatto lifeguard with a dick that made all the girls swoon at the thought of bending over for the festivities.”

The last judge to shove his bare fingers up inside Cindy’s pussy was the honorary one from Tampa. He owned a fleet of limos and was making big bucks catering all of the tourist trade around the Disney and Universal complexes for the folks wanting to be taken somewhere and not wanting to do the driving themselves.

His back up service was a number of airport vans that made hourly runs to the isolated airport in Orlando taking the hassle out of getting to the airport on time. He told her to relax and that his first name was “Donald”. She felt Donald’s finger moving around inside her from corner to corner and she held on to his arm for support because her knees were suddenly weak. She passed the virginity test but before he could get his finger out entirely, she was forced to squirt her female juices in an arc right in front of a number of spectators that all thought it was the funniest thing they had ever seen.

The contest had them walking endlessly around the pool and even going up to the spectators and letting them touch their skin to make certain they didn’t have anything illegal on it to cheat the rules. A couple of the spectators slipped their fingers inside her rear crack and tickled her little star. She pretended it was a joke and just kept right on strutting her stuff on her six inch heels with the narrow stiletto points.

Cindy won the contest and both she and Josie received a boat ride from Key West to Key Largo on one of the fast tobacco boats that were built for smuggling and other illegal activities. The last judge propositioned her for winning her cherry and promised her a vacation to the islands as compensation for giving it up.

She thought about it for some time, but turned him down. Then, Josie stepped in and the next thing she knew her best friend was bent over the back of the white leather sofa with the judge’s long tool testing the depth capacity of her enthusiastic vagina. It was enough to put a smile on Cindy’s face because she knew Donald would not be satisfied until he had filled every opening on Josie’s sweet eighteen year old body and had introduced her to some new tricks she hadn’t tried yet.