89

89

Extended Sunday… See? I can remove Mondays if I put a little effort.
It’s only past 9.00am and I just finished a chocolate bar. I think it was my earliest chocolate bar ever but not my craziest breakfast. Many times I had ice-cream for breakfast when we had to leave the house we were renting during holidays. I hate throwing away food and there was no way to take it. You should have seen my kids’ faces when they got a bowl of ice-cream at 7.30am.

Before I continue with today’s post, I want to thank Paul from http://alfredsalmanac.com for giving me “The No Strings Attached Award”.
Exactly as you read, it’s an AWARD. Not a nomination, a REAL award.

The No Strings Attached Award, is an acknowledgement of respect from one blogger, to another. If you are given this award, it means that a fellow blogger likes your work and your blog.

So for me, getting this award it’s a true honor. And as the name indicates, no strings attached, so I can do whatever I want with it, there are no rules.
So I’ll be displaying this award as a trophy.

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Let’s talk business now.

The truth is that it bothers me a bit to be the “ass groping/grabbing” blog. I never had the intention to attract viewers, that’s why I don’t even bother tagging my posts. I did use tags in the beginning but then it took too long to think about a tag so I dropped the tags for good.

Yesterday, I was discussing with my Twin about it and she advised me to write something that would top the ass groping… After some thought, I decided that “boob flashing” had to top the ass groping, so here it goes the story.

All of us (girls), have preferences about clothes. The same goes for underwear and swimming suits. Some of us choose our swimming suits because they are nice, comfortable, small so they minimize the tanning marks, have good support or whatever.
My preferred beach wear was this kind of bikini. Exactly, past sentence. I’m not bikini material anymore… But I still have my memory.

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And I will tell you why I like that model even if I’ll be giving too much information. You see, the top part of that bikini has 2 triangles and you can adjust the size and where you like to place them. They work perfectly for me because my boobs are not so close to each other. I tried those bras with wires but since the distance between the boobs is determined by the factory that produces them and not by the person who wears them, the result was not nice and distressing. So either my boobs fight to escape the wiring or the wire wins the battle and gets embedded in my boobs. Either way, it’s painful for me and for the person watching.

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And no, that’s not me.

One day I was on the beach and it was quite hot so I decided to take a bath. I wasn’t the only one there since it was January and that’s like July in the Northern Hemisphere. Let’s say that the beach was full and so was the water. That particular day the sea wasn’t what you can call “serene”. It was kind of agitated and wavy.

The first lesson my dad taught me when going to the sea was to stay either before or after where the waves break. If you have wavy sea experience, you’ll understand what I mean, if not, imagine that the waves mostly break around the same place.
As a sea lover, my choice is always to go further and stay before the waves break.
Lesson number two was how to pass the place where the waves break. “You have to walk sidewards or you’ll risk the wave breaking on your face and believe me, it’s not the nicest thing you can get thrown at your face” “Yes daddy”.

So there I was walking in the sea wearing my beautiful bikini and trying to reach the nice and serene place just before the waves break when a quite big wave came while I was walking sidewards and made my top triangles move to the right enough inches to make my two boobs visible to everyone who was watching. My first reaction was to cover them, but by doing so, I lost the balance and the next wave caught me by surprise and knocked me down, so I found myself fighting the sand in my eyes, the disgusting salty taste in my mouth, my hair all over the place and my boobs out. It wasn’t the best moment of my life and I was laughing like crazy. I chose not to look around and see who had seen my boobs. I just kept a low profile thinking that the holidays were still long and I really loved that beach.

And that wasn’t my only boob flashing moment. I love diving.

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And I really thought that the triangles’ bikini wasn’t the perfect outfit for it so I decided to do another kind of “entering the pool” style. So I just jumped into the swimming pool of the hotel and discovered soon after that my top was looking like a scarf. Again I was laughing like crazy, so if the people around didn’t see my boobs after the jump, I got sure theyΒ saw them in that moment.

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~ by DotedOn on November 24, 2014.

28 Responses to “89”

  1. Reblogged this on Survivors Blog Here.

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  2. Lol! I don’t get to the beach often, but when I used to frequent the beach, watching the girls trying to keep their bathing suits on became quite the pastime!

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  3. Lol very funny. Unlucky for you, but still very funny ;]

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  4. Love the award! πŸ™‚

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  5. Smartest Twin P
    Great story and so glad you topped you last top search. Congrats on award before I forget, you’re so deserving. Speaking of boob flashing and proud of. I went water tubing every summer in S. Texas. The water moved slow for a large part of journey which could take 6-8 hours. There is a a level 5 rapid half way down. It’s killer. The first couple of years I walked around with the other women carrying all the beer coolers in mud. No fun for me. I can try anything once. I decided this time I’m going down. Everyone has an idea of the best way to approach the rapid so you are not caught in the undertow, underwater. No problem, after drinking I’m superwomen. Remember I’m about 28 years old. I wore a bikini, still trying to impress. I go over the rapid pulls me under in the current and throws my tube down river. I survive and flexing my arms like superwomen. People are taking photos and my ego ate it up. Then a guy next to me says you might want to pull your top up! I tucked my head down and started looking for my tube. That was a full on boob feast and people were taking photos while I pose. It was funny the more I drank.
    Your Boob Flashing Twin M

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    • That’s a nice story Boob Flashing Twin M!! πŸ˜€
      Maybe your photos can be found online now!
      I hope this post tops the other one, I can’t be the ass groping blog!! πŸ™‚
      Feeling better today? I’m about to catch up reading , I hate to accumulate!
      Properly Covered Twin P

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  6. P. You are in the perfect country. You don’t need a top anymore in Germany at the beach, schwimbad, lake, river, or wash tub. The Germans are the biggest sun worshipers in the world. You should go to Munich to the Englischer Garten in summer. And, many will not have a bottom on either. So, you can find a good boyfriend and you will know all the tools that come with the tool box. Don’t worry, if you want to stay covered up, no one will bother you. They will only think you are a tourist. πŸ™‚ I can’t wait to see what your top searches are now. And congrats on the award! Much deserved.

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    • Thank you H! πŸ™‚
      And that’s a great plan! I love the idea of knowing the tools that come with the tool box… My only concern is, will those tools work? πŸ˜€
      And I like being “The Tourist”!! πŸ™‚

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      • I was a “Tourist” for 3 years with my own personal tour guide. My first date with my girlfriend was to the local lake. I got a big shock when she took off all of her clothes next to me to put on her bikini. Somehow, I knew I was going to like it in Germany. Their views were healthy and positive and nothing bad was ever made from it. I continued to avoid sunburn by wearing proper clothing πŸ™‚

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      • πŸ™‚ Europeans have this little thing that is a bit shocking to us “New World People” in the beginning πŸ™‚

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  7. I can honestly say that I’ve never made a trip to the ocean where I didn’t flash a little nipple. I’ve tried every style of swim suit,but… those waves! Eh…it’s vacation! If I can retrieve my bottoms and make it back to the shore with them on, I count it as a win :).

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    • πŸ˜€ That’s true! Very important to make it back to the shore with them on. I saw a case of bikini bottom lost in the sea (not mine!!). Poor girl waiting for the friend to pick a towel so she could leave.

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  8. […] I didn’t want to be known as the “Ass Groping Blog” and tried a post about “Flashing Boobs […]

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