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 �>�Wet and wild at the water park. By Natalie

   With all the distractions that have taken me away from the wonderful
world of the web I felt that I owed it to my friends to cut loose and have
at least one big summer adventure.  I am not sure if this qualifies as
payback for all my neglect or not, but I am sure that it qualifies me for a
strait jacket.  Haha

   This whole adventure started when Chris told me that his parents had
given him two tickets to  -�The Beach -� and he wanted me to go with him.
For those of you who do not know about The Beach check it out at:
http://www.thebeachwaterpark.com/ I had not been to a water park for years.
I was really looking forward to doing something fun before summer rolls
into fall.  It seems I have almost missed summer with moving and all the
crap going on in my personal life.  I needed a blow out and the offer to
play in the sun was too good to pass up.

   I didn -(TM)t know much about the park, so when we got there I was a
little taken by surprise.  There are a lot of rides or slides in the place.
I was thinking of the small park I went to years ago.  This place was much
bigger then I has thought it would or could be.  There were also a lot more
people there then I could imagine.  Last weekend I had a chat with Oz Lens
about my future trip.  He and I had not talked for a good while and we
spent most of the chat catching up.  One thing that did come out of that
chat was what I was to wear to the park on that Wednesday.  I told him that
I was going to wear my black one-piece swimsuit, because it would be sure
to stay in place on the rides.

   Could you guess that Oz didn -(TM)t like that choice?  He wanted to know
what other suits I had handy and I told him that I also have a red one that
is more like a sports bra and short shorts.  He thought that was better,
but still he was sure I could do better then that.  I let it slip that I
did have a silver string bikini that I use to tan in outdoors.  I told him
that it was not a good choice for the water park because it was hard enough
to keep in place while I was standing still, let alone playing in the water
or sliding down a slide.

   I tried to talk him out of making me wear it, but he was sure I owed it
to all the friends at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/natalienat69/ who I
promised a great summer of dares to.  I really wanted to live up to my bad
reputation, but as you all know I am a be of a wimp some times and the
thought of wearing that suit to the park had my heart racing.

   I am just glad that I didn -(TM)t tell Oz about the other suit I have.
Haha I ordered one from that crazy http://bikinishop.wickedweasel.com
bikini company.  I ordered one to tan in when I go to the tanning bed.  I
had to mess with all the shipping and in the end the thing ended up costing
more then I thought it would.  So, I guess I should have worn it just to
get my monies worth.  Haha It s white and looks just like the one in the
picture on http://wicked1.wickedweasel.com/images/bikinis/449lattice.jpg
But, I have to say that I don -(TM)t think it looks that good on me.  I
have a little tan going for me right now, but it makes me look too white. I
wish I could have gotten a different one now.  But, I spent so much to get
it here, that I would hate to send it back.  Haha At any rate it is not a
suit to wear outside.  So, I am sure Oz will not mind me not telling him
about it.  One thing I can say for it is it came from his native land. 
Haha

   I want to give you and idea of what my silver suit looks like.  I don
-(TM)t have a picture of it.  I got it at the mall, but imagine this --
http://www.geocities.com/web_girlsspace/bikini18.html with my flat chest in
it.  Haha.

   Needless to say it covers more of me then it does of the girl in the
picture.  Mine looks a little different.  Mine has more of a link in the
middle of the chest.  Or maybe that is just because my boobs don -(TM)t
stretch the material that much.  Haha Now that I have given you a picture
of what I could have worn and what I ended up being asked to wear, maybe I
can get on with the part of the story you really wanted to read about.  I
am sure that you all are about to fall asleep as I ramble on about shopping
for swimsuits and my reasons for buying suits I never wear.  Just don
-(TM)t get me started on shoes.  I cold talk about shoe sales all day and
night.  I had not told Chris about my choice of suits.  He does not know
about my daring side and has no idea I have so many friends on the web.  I
often wonder what he would say if he found out.  You never know how some
people are going to take it.  You all remember my friend Stef who freaked
out on me after doing a dare with me.  It is hard for me to do some of the
things I have done before.  I guess that is what makes it so much fun for
me.  I like the fear that comes along with game.  It gives me suck a charge
to push myself.  There are still some things that I can -(TM)t bring myself
to do or share, but if you would have asked me if I would be going to the
water park in this little bikini a year ago, I would have told you that you
were the crazy one.

   Once we got to the parking lot Chris said we should stow anything we
didn -(TM)t want to take in with us.  I told him I would strip down to my
swimsuit and just leave my jean shots and in his car.  I left my t-shirt on
just in case I needed it later.  As soon as I pulled my shorts down -- and
nearly my bottoms too -- Chris was like -- Wow!  I laughed myself.  I know
what he must have been thinking.   -�Why would this girl wear a suit like
that to a water park? -� If that was indeed what he was thinking -- he
would be right to think it.

   We walked in and went trough the gate.  They checked my bag and the boy
gave me a once over.  I had a wicked thought.  It was really just a fantasy
or a daydream really.  One of my favorite sites to visit is
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/strip-searched/ and I have to say that the
way that boy looked at me made me flash a few strip search fantasies
through my head.  They were looking for food or drinks, none of which they
could have found on me.  So, I was safe in that respect.  Still it was a
fun thought to play with while they shook my gym bag.

   We looked at a map of the park and tried to get an idea of where we
needed to go first.  It was already 12:45 and the park closes at 7:00.  I
wanted to get a lot of fun in and the day was already getting shorter.  The
first order of business was getting something to eat.  I was starved.

   Here is a note if you go to The Beach.  They have a few nice places to
eat, but like all parks they area a little high for what you get.  We ate
at a place called the Captain -(TM)s Cook or something like that.  It was
good food, but just pricy.  Our next stop was really more for Chris.  He
said the food made him thirsty and he needed a drink.  We walked past a lot
of cool stuff on the way to this place called the Kove, where they serve
beer.  It was a little early for me to start drinking, but Chris had no
problem putting away about 4 while I sat there not playing in the water! 
Needless to say I was getting a little pissed off. I told Chris that I
really wanted to try some of the slide and that he could stay there if he
liked.  He told me that was not a problem and told me that he would watch
my stuff.  I peeled off my t-shirt and stuffed it in my bag.  Chris was
already a little buzzed and yelled out a little loud  -�That suit is never
going to stay on! -� which turned every head in the place.

   I left Chris sitting there with his beer and headed off to try one of
the slides.  We had been in the park for two hours and not gotten wet in
the least.  I was more then ready to have some fun.  My dear friend -(TM)s
day at the bar was not really what I had planned on and it had me so mad
that I forgot for a few minutes that my suit was in such danger of staying
on.

   Wet and wild at the water park.  (Part 2)

   The first ride I got in line for was called Typhoon Twist, but the line
was moving slow.  I think it must be one of the better ones because the
line was long all day for that one.  I then walked to the next attraction.
On the way there I ran into a couple of guys that were very interested in
everything I did.  They followed me all the way to the next ride asking me
questions like,  -�Where you from? -� and  -�What grade are you going into?
-� Questions which I tried to ignore.  They must have been in about 9th or
10th grade.  They kept telling me that they were in the 12th -- as if that
number would do the trick.

   I thought about just walking back over to where Chris was sure to still
be -- but I wanted to get one ride in at least before I did that.  That is
why when I got to the Hidden Rapids I let dealt with the fact that they
were waiting right behind me.  It finally broke down and talked with them a
little.  I am sure their little egos were growing faster then the tents in
their pants.

   When we got to the boarding area I was glad that I was able to get away
from them.  They were starting to make me nervous.  I really didn -(TM)t
need to spend the day making wet dreams for a couple of 15 year olds. 
Things didn -(TM)t really improve because the guy at the ride told me that
I might want to tie my suit in a double not to keep it on -- right in front
of some woman in a swimming moo moo that gave me a mean look.  I did as I
was asked and boarded the tube to start the ride.

   It was some trip to the bottom.  There were even a few times I nearly
fell out of my top just because of the bumps.  I managed to make it to the
bottom with out any real embarrassment.  Which I will say made me kind of
sad.  There were a couple of times when other riders would bump up next to
me on the way down.  I wondered what it would have been like to let
something show -- as if I didn -(TM)t know.  But, wimping out I didn -(TM)t
dare do it, at least not yet.

   It got wet, but not in the ways that OZ had in mind.  I thought about
what I was going to attempt to bring myself to do that day.  On my way back
to collect Chris who was sure to be wasted by now -- I thought about what
it would be like to let my top slip off on the way down a slide.  I started
to get excited.  My heart started to race and my brain started to get
fuzzy. Maybe it was just the heat.  Or maybe it was the one beer I had
shared with Chris before I left him to empty more beer bottles.

   When I found Chris he had finished off two more beers and was talking
with some guys about soccer.  When I walked up the guys stopped talking and
started gawking.  Chris didn -(TM)t even notice.  I took the time to flirt
a little and tease the guys.  After I got bored with that I talked Chris
into going on some of the rides with me.

   We tried the Riptide and another ride that was really a lot like it. 
Chris made it through about three trips and then got sick.  I guess it must
have been the booze, the sun, and the water.  He wanted to go home right
then.  Which sucked!  I had got so worked up thinking about exposing myself
in at least some little way all week.  Now Chris was wanting to leave after
we had only been at the park for 5 hours!  I didn -(TM)t want him to get
any sicker, but I also wanted to do that which I had come to do -- at least
what I had told all of you I had come to do. I begged Chris to let me at
least try one more side before we took off.  He said he thought he would
live that long, so I had at least one more chance.  The nearest ride was
called the Banzai.  It is two slides side by side that drop you super fast.
On the way down you  -�Race -� the person in the other shoot.  They even
time you to see how fast you go.  Sound cool?  Well, just think of what
speeding trough all that water could do to a string bikini!

   When I got to the line it was quite long.  I was standing in a group of
guys, all about 22-25.  One of the guys looked like a guy in one of my
classes at UC, but I couldn -(TM)t be sure.  The fact that he didn -(TM)t
ask me if he knew me -- and you know how memorable I am -- haha would lead
me to believe that he never met me before.  Haha

   The line moved pretty fast.  Faster then many of the others I had been
in that day.  My suit bottoms were still tied in a double not on each side.
There was no way I could really undo them with out every one around me
seeing me do it.  Can you seem me untying my bottoms right there in line? I
pulled on them while trying to look like I was not paying attention to what
my hand was doing. The more I tugged on the string the tighter the knot
seemed to get.  My bottoms slid out of place and I nearly pulled them off
on one tug.  I couldn -(TM)t get the knot to come undone.  And I knew that
I had better stop trying before I get made myself look like a total idiot.
I think the guys around me were starting to wonder what I was doing.

   Giving up on the bottoms I stepped up to the top of the slide.  It
wouldn -(TM)t be long before I was shooting down the tube with this little
bikini my only cover.  As I agreed to do -- I was not going to try to cover
up on the way down.  I got into place and with a swoosh and a speedy drop I
was on my way!

   Wet and wild at the water park.  (Part 3)  -" Natalie, Sat Aug 17 00:31

   Flying down the shoot like a bat out of hell I soon found it hard not to
cover my chest with my arms.  Not because I was being shy, but because you
go down so damn fast it pushes your arms up.  And, yes my arms were not the
only things to go up.  Before I ever hit the second drip my top was on its
way north.  My boobs were free of their shelters and I was getting wet --
and I don -(TM)t mean just from the gallons of water rushing against me. 
The thought of who might see me was almost too much to stand.

   I did instinctively try to pull the top back into place.  I was going
down so fast that I couldn -(TM)t get hold of it.  With in no time it was
around my neck.  There I was tits bouncing sliding on my back with water
shooting all around me.  The third bump sent me forward and then back hard
onto my back.  The hit pulled the ties on the back of my suit loose.

   Now the only thing holding my top on was the tie around my neck.  I was
not sure how long it would hold itself.  A few seconds later where my top
was wouldn -(TM)t matter.  I hit the pool and in that short fly through the
air I am sure quite a few people got a quick peek at me as I hit the water.


   Once in the water I played off a panic and quickly pulled my top back
into place as I traded water.  Chris had missed it all.  From where he sat
he was unable to get the same view the others at poolside surly got.  It
was exhilarating.  That quick exposure was enough to make me so horny I
could have ripped my whole suit off right then and there.  Something I knew
I couldn -(TM)t do.  But, that gave me all the more reason to want to try
another ride.

   I collected myself and went to look for Chris.  He was not where I left
him and I had to look around for him.  In that time I ran into a few people
who pointed and laughed.  I could only guess it had to do with my little
topless splash down.  Chris was nowhere to be seen which started to make me
nervous.

   I started to think I would have to walk all over the park to find him.
Lucky for him I found him sitting about a ride over drinking some pop.  He
said that he went for pop, but forgot what ride I had gone on.  I could
have kicked him strait in the ass for that stupid stunt.  The pop had made
him feel a little better which was the only thing that saved him from my
wrath.

   I asked him to go on another slide with me.  He said that he didn -(TM)t
want to go on another ride, but I was welcome to.  That was kind of a piss
poor way to be, but at least he would let me play some more.  This could
have been my chance to expose myself that day, so I was not going to mess
it up this time.  I went to the ladies room to work on my suit a little.  I
finally got my bottoms untied and loosened all the knots the best I could
with out just letting the suit just fall off.  I made my way to the wave
pool when I notice a huge ride called the Cliff.  It looked like a nice
drop and seemed to throw people through the air and into the pool.  This
could be the ride for me.  And the map I had said that it was not for the
faint of heart.  This ride was sure to be a thrill with or with out the
chance of exposure.  Toss in my loose knots and you have the making for the
most thrilling trip of the day.  I was getting hot just thinking about the
possibilities.

   Wet and wild at the water park.  (Part 4)  -" Natalie, Sat Aug 17 00:32

   This ride -- the Cliff -- is about as tall as a 4 story building.  It
was really, really tall.  I started to get a little weak in the knees as I
followed the line up to the top.  To slide down they suggest you put your
hand behind your head so as not to bounce your head off the slide on the
way down.  In this position you can guess what I would look like.  Worse
yet, you can guess what my bikini would be subjected to.  I would be unable
to keep a single item in place and after loosening the knots so much, I was
sure that the whole suit would fly off me before I ever got to the bottom.

   Thinking of what was now sure to happen I started to feel a tingle all
over my body.  I had never exposed myself like this before.  Sure I had
just given a ton of people a quick flash of my tits, but now it was all on
the line.  I would be bare to the world -- or at least those who showed up
at the water park that day.  Haha I was getting nervous and horny all at
once.

   I made my way to the start of the slide and I looked down at my suit,
which had a surprise for me already.  Apparently, I didn -(TM)t get it on
just right, or the loose knot gave it too much play.  As I looked down I
notice that I had been walking around the park for god knows how long with
half my nipple showing!  Embarrassed that I had been standing in line
talking to those around me -- men, women, and children!  With my nipple
peeking out at them!  Oh god how humiliating!  I think that noticing that
was worse then the slide flash just moments before.

   I pulled the top back into place and continued toward the ride, red
faced and heart pounding.  By the time I was at the top of the slide I was
almost out of my mind with thoughts of the thrills yet to come.  I kind of
half listened to what the girl at the top had to say about going down.  I
figured I was an expert on going down on things -- Let me put that a
different way -- I figured that I could go down without a problem -- ok,
how do I say this with out it coming out like a reference to giving head?

   Something I should share with you.  Mainly because OZ just sent me an
e-mail reminding me that I had to mention it, I feel I should.  One part of
the dare, or quest, was that I had to be devoid of body hair from the head
down.  That as you can guess means that I am bare as can be.  I shaved
myself that morning to make sure I was smooth before I ever left the house.
I am embarrassed to have o tell you all of this, but I fear what OZ will
tell or share with you if I do not!  Haha Being as I had to be bare, I
would not have any cover at all should my bottoms come loose.  I could
hardly stand as the thoughts of my pending exposure hit me.  Getting into
place I was glad to be sitting down.  Sliding down that first little bit
was the time I could have even attempted to save my suit.

   This drop sent me ripping down the slide like a bullet.  It was like
going down a coaster but on your ass!  I slid down and my bottoms slid up.
Talk about a wedge!  I couldn -(TM)t have picked it out if I could have
tried.  I soon felt that familiar feeling that my top rolling -- not
sliding -- rolling over and over up toward my neck. I just laid back and
let my clothes get ripped from me.  It was a great feeling -- until the
fear of being seen, or thrown out of the park kicked in.  I then noticed
that both sides of my bottoms had come undone.  I had to hold my legs
together as tight as I could to hold the small fabric between my thighs. 
My top was now up to my chin and I had gone too fare to stop what was going
to happen next. The water wanted to part my legs and it was all I could do
to not let them open.  I really wanted to keep the suit with me.  The top
was now starting to come loose again in the back and I needed it to be sure
not to let it get away from me.  As you can see I had a lot on my mind.  My
body was soon to be flying through space half naked.  I really wanted to
have something to cover up with when I hit that pool at the bottom.  Chris
had already proven that he wouldn -(TM)t be there with the rest of my
clothes.  So, it was all up to me.

   I was starting to think I had things almost under control.  Well, as in
control as I could at that point given all that I was dealing with.  Then
came the end of the ride.  Flying down the slide at like 100 MPH!  I flew
off the slide toward the pool.  When I did, my legs parted and went for two
different time zones!  Let me remind you that this is not a ride for
children!  This is a fast drop with a big toss off at the end.  I was in
the air for what seemed like forever, before I fell to the water.  How I
didn -(TM)t lose my top in all of this, I have no idea.  I just wish that
the same could have been said for the whole suit.  When I hit the air and
my legs parted -- my bottoms vanished!  They fucking vanished!  I hit the
water and about died trying to cover my crotch and doggy paddle out of the
way -- and away from my bottoms.  Had I known that I wouldn -(TM)t have
paddled away as fast as I did.  When I saw them I had to go back and almost
go drilled by the guy coming down the slide after me.

   Mind you I had not had time to fix my top yet, so this guy comes
slamming into me while I am bottomless and my top is way out of place.  I
grabbed my bottoms and tried to make to the side to climb out as the few
people that had noticed what had really happened started to cheer.  Had I
not almost got hit, I may have got away with the whole stunt with out being
seen by many, but the near crash brought staff and people near to yell at
me and  -�Help -� me.  As they ordered me to get out of the pool, I fought
with my suit.  I finally got the bottoms on -- backwards at first -- and
climbed out.  I was worried that I was about getting tossed out, but lucky
for me they were more worried that I was hurt.  I was not, so I got out of
the whole thing with out anything more then total humiliation! Well, that
was the meat of my story.  After that I asked Chris to take me home.  He
was ready to go anyway.  I threw my T-shirt on and we headed out to the
car. I had to drive back, and being horny -- humiliated -- and wet -- I was
not in the mood to drive, but Chris was too wasted to drive.  We started to
drive home and I was sure my adventure was over.  It was not however.

   On the way home we were running low on gas.  And I found out that Chris
-�Borrowed -� some -- or all of the money in my purse to buy a few more
beers while I was in the slide line.  So, we had to stop at the gas station
and go through the car seats to pay for the gas.  I was thinking we were
going to be stranded for sure.

   Finally I got home and was able to reflect on what had happened that
day. I was really in a strange mood.  I started to feel guilt for exposing
myself like that.  It was a strange thing.  Maybe I was just kind of upset
because of the whole gas station thing, but I started to feel down in the
dumps.  Then started to think back to the big drop and I had to head off
for some private time.  J

   Well, that is my report.  I hope that makes up for my lack of posts this
summer.  I know that it sure was enough adventure for me to for a while! 
haha