Becky looked at herself in the full-length mirror with disgust. She hated her body. She hated her thighs and her butt. She hated the slight roundness of her belly, but most of all, she hated the size of her bust. She saw the way guys around campus leered at her whenever they noticed her huge tits, sometimes making lewd, crude comments to a buddy like, “Yo, man, check out the knockers on that chick!” Knockers, tits, jugs, boobs, Becky had heard them all. At 5’3”, 135 pounds, she was by no means fat. She was what folk might refer to as thick, but there was no convincing her of that.

Why couldn’t she be shaped more like her roommate, Sandy? She thought to herself? Sandy was tall, slim, and blond with perfectly sized breasts. She had flawless skin and eyes as blue as the ocean. What she wouldn’t give to have a body like Sandy’s.

“Hurry up, the guys will be here soon.” Sandy yelled.

“OK, I’ll be right out.” Becky said.

Becky quickly put on a loose-fitting tee shirt and a pair of shorts over her one-piece bathing suit. She was really starting to regret ever agreeing to join Sandy, Jim (Sandy’s boyfriend), and his three buddies for a late-night swim at the lake just outside of town. She thought about backing out, but it was a Saturday night, and with nothing else going on, it was either that or stay behind in her dorm room reading her textbooks. Besides, being shy, she didn’t really have a lot of friends. Going out with Sandy, who was everything she wasn’t, would be a great way to meet new people and maybe even begin to break out of her shell.

The girls left their dorm room and went outside, where Jim and Scott were already waiting for them in Jim’s car. Scott jumped into the back seat of the car with Becky, while Sandy sat in the front with Jim. Becky couldn’t help but notice when Jim slipped his hand underneath Sandy’s top, cupping a breast as he kissed her.

The car smelled of cigarettes and beer. Apparently, the guys had already started partying without them. As Sandy lit a cigarette, Jim turned the volume of the car radio way up before peeling out. Yelling over the music, Scott smiled at Becky as he introduced himself. Shyly, Becky smiled back at him before saying hello. It was useless to try and carry out a conversation over the music, so Becky just sat back and enjoyed the ride and the music, although she had to admit that Scott was kind of cute and she wouldn’t mind getting to know him a little better.

The group arrived at the lake where Bill and Jack were waiting for them. They had a bonfire going and were drinking beer. All six gathered around the fire as Jack started handing out beer to everyone. Becky took hers and sipped it quietly, too shy to really join in on any of the conversation going on.

“Are we going to go skinny dipping or what?” Sandy asked.

Tired of just sitting around, Sandy got up and started running towards the water as she stripped. She pulled her top off over her head and just let it fall to the ground. Becky noticed that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Sandy only stopped long enough to pull her shorts off and kick off her flip-flops. Completely naked, she ran into the water.

Jim came running up behind her, taking his clothes and sneakers off too before jumping in the lake behind Sandy. Jim quickly caught up to Sandy in the water, grabbing her and pulling her towards him. As she laughed, he kissed her hard. She wrapped her long legs around his waist; she could feel his hard-on pressing against her. Feeling extremely horny, she wanted Jim to fuck her right then and there.

“I want you to fuck me right now,” Sandy said to Jim in her sexy voice. Feeling just as horny, Jim was happy to oblige.

The others watched Sandy and Jim going at it with interest, except for Becky, who was too embarrassed to look on. Becky felt those things like touching and kissing should be done in private. She wasn’t surprised at Sandy, though. Sandy had always been wild and an exhibitionist.

Soon, Bill and Jack were in the water too, horsing around. Scott stayed behind, hoping to get to know Becky a little bit better. He was hoping that with a little more alcohol in her and a little bit of coaxing on his part, eventually, before the night was over, he would be pumping his cock in and out of her sweet cunt.

Scott asked Becky about school and what she liked to do for fun. He pretended to be interested in her responses, but honestly, the only thing he was interested in was seeing what she was hiding underneath her baggy T-shirt. Feeling a little tipsy, Becky let Scott talk her into joining the others in the lake. She pulled her shorts and sneakers off but left her T-shirt and bathing suit on as Scott stripped naked, leaving his clothes in a pile next to Bill and Jack’s.

They swam over to where Bill and Jack were, and soon they were all splashing and dunking each other in the water. The guys could still see Jim and Sandy going at it. This made them extremely horny. Becky was laughing and having a good time when Jack said to her,

“Bill, Scott, and I have had a long-running debate as to who is the best kisser out of the three of us.”

“What do you say to a kissing contest?”

“We will each get one turn at kissing you, and then you can decide once and for all which one of us is the best kisser.”

It must have been the beer or maybe the fact that she was really smitten with Scott and welcomed the opportunity to let him kiss her that she agreed against her better judgment to judge the kissing contest.