April Fool’s Game Gone Right?

Babes

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Andrew glanced up from his work station’s computer screen. Danny, all smiles, was staring at him from the cube across the aisle.

“What?” Andrew asked, suspicion blanketing his voice.

“Bro, I got a game. It’ll be fun,” Danny said. Danny always had a game. He not only ran the sports pools and Superbowl squares for the company, he had other “mini-games” as well. March Madness meant a bracket to decide best food, hottest female celebrity, or greatest musical talent. Scavenger hunts, Easter egg hunts (with mini-bottles of booze instead of candy eggs), they were all run by Danny, and run well. He styled himself the company’s Morale & Welfare Officer.

The email came across moments later: “GF ApriL FooL GaG!”

The idea was simple. The idea was potentially troublesome. The men on the floor would introduce a fantasy to their wives or girlfriends, or boyfriends, that was way outside their relationship norm. Best reaction, short of divorce or break-up, would win. It was simple, genius, and the replies came flowing in. Andrew wasn’t sure how everyone constantly escaped being fired over their daily email traffic.

“I call BBC for my wife!”

“I’ll tell mine I want her to strap-on and do my b’hole”

“I’ll tell the wife I want a threesome but it’s with another guy and he has to be ghey.”

Laughable. Andrew liked the responses and laughed thinking about some of the reactions. A crumbled ball of paper hit in him the temple. He looked over at Danny, who was looking at him very pointedly.

“What?” Andrew asked.

“You know what,” Danny said in a stage whisper, “What’s your plan for that newish lady friend of yours?”

“I mean, we’ve been together for only a few months now,” Andrew said, “I don’t know that something like this would be good for the relationship.”

“Oh, stop,” Danny said in a normal tone, “It’s a goof. If she doesn’t have a sense of humor, you’ll find out sooner than later and you can move on.”

Andrew shrugged. He’d figure something out to tell her. It’d be mostly harmless so she wasn’t freaked out or intimidated. She wasn’t the type that seemed to scare easily anyway. Millie was even-keeled and calm since he met her. He hadn’t seen her upset once. Maybe it was time to test some of her boundaries. It couldn’t end poorly, could it? It’s just a joke.

Famous last words, he thought fatih esc to himself.

“Aren’t you lovely?” Andrew told Millie when he picked her up.

“It’s the first time in four months we’ve had warm weather and I like sundresses. Too bad looks and aroma are different. I stink like garlic and sadness,” she said, pinching her nose shut, “But the tips were good today. I have no idea why that happened. The Universe is smiling on me today.”

They climbed out of the car and walked across the parking lot to the diner. It was at the edge of an L-shaped strip mall, backing up to the freeway. Now was the time to spring this prank on her and see what she said. Andrew was actually curious about her reaction. She might think him sexually deviant. Here went nothing.

“Hey, Millie,” he said, grabbing her wrist and pulling her up short. She turned and looked at him, cocking her head. He had learned the gesture meant he had her full attention.

“I’ve had fun the past few months, you know?” he started, hesitant about how to bring it up.

“Oh, shit,” she said, “Are we having a talk or are you dumping me? Let’s at least eat first. I’d hate to have my heart crushed on an empty stomach.”

Andrew laughed and waved that away. He decided on a direct, simple request.

“No, no, it’s not that. I like you and I feel like this is going well. So I want to tell you something important. I have a fantasy I want to try.”

That stopped her short. A grin curled up on the side of her very kissable mouth. She squared her shoulders and faced him, waiting.

“Really?” she said, “It’s only been a few months but I guess I don’t actually know what you’re actually, you know, into. You have my attention.”

She was open-minded, he thought. That’s nice she hadn’t gone defensive on him already.

“I want you to walk behind the diner with me and flash your breasts at traffic.”

There. He said it. He picked something simple, easy in his mind, and hopefully utterly inoffensive. If she blew it off, fine. If she got bothered, he could laugh it off. It wasn’t asking for her to work a gloryhole or anything.

Millie looked at him for a few seconds and laughed. She glanced over her shoulder at the beat-up pavement snaking around the stores. A sad looking row of pine trees and a chain-link fence separated them from the traffic whizzing by. Millie shrugged.

“It’d go better if I weren’t wearing the sundress but, okay, why not?” she said and walked along the side of the diner to the back.

“Wait, sarıyer esc hold on,” Andrew started, reaching for her. She moved quickly in front of him and stepped over the potholes and ruts in the concrete.

Shit, she’s going through with it, Andrew thought. He needed to stop her before she did. He didn’t expect such easy agreement. He didn’t want her to embarrass herself.

The backside of the strip mall looked like any other service area. A few employee cars were parked along the quarter mile strip. The black pavement was spotted with dumpsters and wind-collected trash fluttered against the fence. Cars buzzed by on I-94, following the curve out of sight.

Millie stopped, reached under her yellow sundress, pulled down a pair of sky-blue underwear, and stepped out of them. She bent over at the waist, showing lots of leg, picked them up and stuffed them into her purse. Her shoes stayed on and she stepped into the grass/dirt mix against the fence.

“You know,” Andrew said, “Maybe this is a bad idea?”

“No,” Millie said, “It’s an important step in the relationship. I’m listening to you and what you want and I’m doing my best to meet your desires.”

“No, no,” Andrew said, “You’re NOT listening to me. I decided against it. I’m not interested any more.”

She waved him away, “You’re feeling vulnerable from sharing and you’re embarrassed; it’s okay. You are a little red in the face. But you wouldn’t have said something if you didn’t want it. Let me do this for you.”

She picked her steps between the two trees, thin with pine needles, stepping around pinecones and trash. She stood facing traffic flying at them at 75 mph. The edge of the freeway was barely 20 feet away. Nothing, not the chain-link fence, concealed the two from the cars and trucks.

“No, no, I’m embarrassed you, putting yourself out like this. It’s not real, I was teasing. It’s an April Fool’s Day gag I’m doing with guys at work.”

“Goofball, It’s March 26th,” she replied, “And you picked a good day, it’s finally not cold, the sun’s out, it’s beautiful,” she paused, added, “And besides, I’m happy to do this for you. Enjoy!”

With that, Millie turned, grabbed the hem of her dress, faced traffic and pulled her dress up.

Time slowed for Andrew. His gut dropped, his mouth went dry, his heart hammered. The dress crawled slowly up Millie’s body, showing more and more smooth pale skin. Her shapely calves came into view. The soft, ticklish skin on the back of her knees was exposed. The freckles on the backs of her escort kız ümraniye thighs bathed in the sunlight. Holy shit, that’s her ass, the middle of her back, her shoulders. He went light-headed.

Millie had the yellow material of her sundress bunched in her hands lifted to her neck. She was nude from the shoulders down, exposing her body to who knew how many hundreds of people. Trucks honked and car horns tooted at the show. Andrew watched in horror as she spun a lazy 360. Was she getting off on showing her body to strangers?

“Okay, OKAY!” he said, grabbing for her hands, desperate to pull her dress down. She slipped out of his grasp.

“This is kinda fun!” she said, laughing, “I’ve never done anything like it before!”

She turned around again, faced him, exposing herself to him, her ass to everyone on the road. Andrew was shocked. The cars were right there and had a perfect view of her body. He felt like he couldn’t breathe. Did someone call the cops? There could be Criminal Sexual Conduct charges! And everyone in the state had seen his girlfriend naked. His friends were probably driving. They had seen her tits, her pussy, her whole body! Jealousy overcame him, followed by anger.

But he couldn’t help admire how beautiful she was. Her breasts were pulled high as she held her dress up. Her pink nipples had hardened, stuck out, begging for a mouth or finger tips. Her lean torso had the right curves and shapes and flared out to her nice hips. Her legs, long and lean, never looked more beautiful in the sunlight. Andrew wanted to cover her up from everyone’s view but couldn’t move. His erection throbbed so hard it was painful.

In what felt like hours but was 90 seconds or fewer, she let the dress fall around her, back over her hips and down her legs. She grabbed his crotch.

“Wow, it worked, huh? We should go take care of this before we eat” she said. Andrew almost slapped her hand away. He wasn’t used to her (or any girlfriend) being so sexually outgoing. He wasn’t sure if he even liked it. But he nodded, confused, mumbled an ‘okay’ to her.

She laughed, walking back to the parking lot, and wrinkled her nose at him.

“You know this means it’s my turn to pick something fun, right?”

He nodded, his cock pulsing, wondering what shit he got himself into. What

Moments later, drops dress, walks towards him. She was never so sexually outgoing, grabs his crotch. “Wow, works, huh? Let’s go take care of this,”

He nods, dumbly, confused, aroused, mumbles “Okay,”

And then she laughs, wrinkles her nose at him, “And then it’s my turn to pick something,”

Oh, shit, what did he get himself into? Goddamn April Fool’s game by goddamn Danny, he thought. What was her thing?

He was afraid to find out.

(END)

Alex and the Great Outdoors

Anal

Pent up. Pent up and bored was all Alex felt. His prediction of a dull time spent visiting his grandmother had been accurate. Nothing to do around the small, rickety house, and the blisteringly hot Virginia summer was in full swing, leaving Alex bereft of anything to fill his time. The somewhat reclusive nature of Alex’s grandmother meant that, in addition to the already crushing malaise, Alex was unable to… relieve, certain pressures. As a young man of 18, Alex wasn’t used to such a lapse in his ‘me time’, and as such he was rapidly becoming uncomfortable with his burgeoning desire for a little release.

Some little respite came in the form of his, now undeniably treasured, cell phone. While Alex was cut off from contact in a physical sense, his social life continued in absentia, his phone the only lifeline to the real world back home in Chicago, well away from this loathsome shack situated miles from anywhere and anyone. Despite the heat, Alex had made a few brief trips away from the his grandmother’s house, only to find yet more dull, uninhabited fields, kept company only by the birds and buzzing flies. However, Alex’s malaise was about to take an interesting turn.

It was mid-evening, the sun not yet set, when Alex, mindful of a brief remission from the overbearing heat outside, decided out of sheer listlessness to go out for a walk. He dressed himself in a fitted white T-shirt and a pair of kight shorts, then reverentially sliding his cell into a pocket he set off along the track away from the house.

Alex had walked some considerable distance before a vibration from his phone took him up short. A text, just another reminder of his situation thought Alex, but upon opening up his phone and reading the short message, his heart near skipped a beat. Christina! Not any mere mortal but the beautiful Christina! It took barely a moment for her name to conjure up lustful thoughts, and the content of the text, a nonchalant, yet playful, merter escort bayan “Wanna hang out sometime ;)” set Alex’s pulse racing. Christina wasn’t any normal 18 year old girl, she was special. She had a certain way about her that reminded Alex of a movie star, and she certainly had the looks for it. Tallish, blonde and well endowed, Christina was a point of adoration for many a guy back home, and for her to be interested in Alex of all people! The sad fact of Alex’s isolation tasted only more bitter in the wake of this revelation, and as tantalising as the offer was, there was no way to escape his dixie trappings and return to his own, real home.

Christina’s message had done more than stir Alex’s heart however, and even in the warmth of the evening Alex could feel a certain heat about his groin and a little knot in his stomach. The past days of somewhat supervised existence had left Alex painfully horny, he felt his libido rising with each passing day and night. When Alex had set out from the house he had, in light of the dry heat, chosen to leave any underclothes off, and now as he walked down the road Alex became aware of the gentle rubbing of his shorts against his soft cock. A flurry of excitement swept through his body, and Alex looked behind, then all about himself, checking that he was truly alone on this dusty path. Satisfied, Alex reached beneath his shirt and touched his left nipple, making smooth circles around it with his deft fingers, making it hard enough that it could be seen poking through his shirt. He licked his fingers and touched the other, enjoying the cool sensation on his body, feeling his wanton ache intensify as he toyed with himself.

Alex adjusted his shorts, pulling them a little tighter against his body, and feeling the soft material glide across his sensitive foreskin. In light of the heat, Alex removed his shirt, displaying his lithe teenage body to the sweltering sun, his hard nipples feeling escort anadolu yakası the warm kiss of the evening light. Alex had never been any form of exhibitionist, but this openness stoked a fire deep within his sexuality that enticed him to do just a little more.

Alex looked around again, and upon seeing nothing suspicious, eased the zip down on his shorts, letting the fly hang open, his shorts held aloft only by the button above. Alex was tingling with excitement as he slowly, reverentially, slipped a finger through the zip and brushed his cock head. Alex’s penis stirred, stiffening up a little as he gradually slipped his shorts further down his body and pulled his balls and cock through his fly. As he walked along, Alex admired his large, heavy balls, filled to the brim with thick, creamy cum, and watched as his semi-erect cock perched atop them, bouncing this way and that with each step he took. The fading sunlight felt good as it illuminated his proudly displayed genitals, and Alex instinctively reached down and cupped his heavy balls, feeling their weight and caressing the soft skin. He moved his hand and slid up onto the underside of his sunlit cock, massaging it’s length, easing his palm up and down the smooth skin of his shaft. Alex reached for the button of his shorts and allowed gravity to drop them to his ankles, exposing his pert buttocks and dark,trimmed pubic hair.

Alex removed his shoes and became fully naked, glowing in the evening sun. As he ran his long fingers down his chest, lightly pinching each nipple on his way down, Alex knew that he could no longer contain himself. Scanning around, Alex noticed a small copse of trees not far from him, and gathering up his discarded clothing, watched as his cock bounced wildly as he jogged over to the grove. Throwing his clothing down in a heap, Alex sought a suitable tree to lean against while he indulged, selecting an arched sapling and wandering towards beşiktaş esc it. Alex felt the warm bark in his hands and the dryness of the earth beneath his bare feet, and leaning his back against the sapling he lowered himself down onto the ground, his firm buttocks alighting on the earth as he sat. Leaning against the young tree, Alex was finally ready to take himself in hand. He started slowly, running his hands over his chest and belly, flicking at his nipples, then finally descending upon his stiffening cock and full balls.

Gently, Alex drew back his foreskin, exposing the large purple head beneath. His cock was by now beyond a mere semi, hardening as he touched his shaft and toyed with his foreskin. Leaning harder upon the tree, Alex drew his knees up and parted his legs, making his hard cock stand up prominently, the tight skin quivering with anticipation as Alex began to masturbate. Long strokes, up and down the length of his cock, pausing now and then upon his glistening head, angling it backwards as a translucent droplet of pre-cum appeared as the tip, then lazily streamed down his head and onto his shaft.

Alex was lost in pleasure. As his arousal peaked, more pre-cum began to flow from his dick, and soon he was well lubricated and jerking faster, his hand running along his length, his finger tickling the underside of his swollen, quivering penis. Alex could feel the orgasm building deep inside of him, as well as the explosion of thick, white cum that would herald it’s arrival. Bombarded with new feelings, Alex moaned and shuddered as the moment came close, sensing his load waiting to be released. With a long, final moan, Alex came harder than he ever had before, his hips thrusting as his thick, gooey cum spurted in long, thick blobs from his rock hard cock, landing all over his belly and mingling amongst his pubic hair.

Alex was stunned. He sat there on the warm earth for minutes before he could think clearly again, enjoying his prolonged orgasm for all it was worth. His cum-covered cock maintained a semi-erect posture before eventually flopping down onto his outstretched leg, dripping yet more seed onto his thigh.

Perhaps, Alex thought, this vacation might not be quite so boring after all.

Andi and The Camera Club Ch. 04

Celebrity

As per Literotica’s rules, all characters in this story are at least 18 years old.

*****

“Ooh look!” said Sarah suddenly as the computer pinged, “another email from Geoff!”

It was Monday morning, and we cousins were up in my room rooting through the mail-order box. We’d barely got the lid off, and were still giggling together over my supposedly accidental flashing of the delivery guy, so obviously orchestrated by my younger blond cousin, Sarah. Thanks to her he got a good view of most of my slim figure, especially the left of my 34c tits including the pink nipple and even my dark trimmed bush. Boy was she getting to know what turned me on.

Sarah went to sit at my desk opening my emails on the computer, still in her white and blue floral pjs having only just got out of bed to sign for the package, while I sat on my bed in just a white towel dressing gown, now surrounded by the debris from unpacking our box of delightful naughties.

“What trouble are you two cooking up now?” I asked, sorting the clothing into hers and mine, which was quite easy because she was shorter and a size smaller than me, a 32b on top, and anyway we’d ordered quite different things.

“Some of this email is to both of us. Geoff says the event he’s covering on Friday is sold out. But he could maybe persuade Alice to let us join her. He really wants to treat us, to say thanks. I don’t see why not, do you?”

“Sounds like it might be fun. Alice is nice, you’ll like her, and we can talk to her about it when we see her tomorrow?”

“OK,” agreed Sarah, “there’s also something here from Geoff about a chat room?” Sarah looked over her right shoulder at me. “Did he say anything about this?”

“No, not at all. What’s it about?”

“He says, ‘Andrea, you might consider signing up to a chat room I use sometimes to find photographic models. It’s a place where you can talk about your exhibitionist desires with others who enjoy similar things. The site is FreeNeasyChat, simple to register, and I recommend the room Exibitionist/Voyeur. I always sign in as AdultPhotographer.’ Sounds fun.”

I didn’t reply but could see Sarah searching for the site, and starting to fill in the Registration.

“I’m putting your email address, Andrea, age 18, female, what else, oh location UK, we’ll leave profile statement and interests for another day. Hm, avatar or photo? Shall we put a nice head and shoulders photo of you?”

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” I asked, a little unsure of the wisdom of this.

“I can edit one of Geoff’s photos so people can see how pretty you are but not use it to identify you.”

“You mustn’t use my real name or give my email out, Sarah?”

“Don’t worry, it says the email is never displayed, and we haven’t yet chosen your screen name. I want to do that last. There! A nice pretty face for your Avatar. So what shall we call you? AnExhibitionistSubmissiveHumiliationSlut?”

“Sarah!” I exclaimed, half embarrassed, half excited at her declaring publicly my fetishes.

“We don’t want to broadcast Exhibitionist or you’ll be swamped with requests for pictures or camming.”

“How do you know all this stuff?”

“Andrea, I have two older brothers and a twin brother,” she said as if that explained everything. “A name. We need a name. Something simple, attractive, expressive of who you are, mysterious, early in the alphabet. Lets see.”

We were both silent a while as we thought.

“How about AteenModel?” Sarah suggested.

“Sure,” I agreed. I didn’t think I’d ever use it. “Why not?”

Sarah tapped away thoughtfully for a bit, then announced, “Done! As soon as we get the confirmation email we can jump in.”

Within seconds the email came and Sarah opened the chat room.

We spent the next hour browsing the site, ignoring the chat requests that came in every couple of seconds, scanning the conversation in Geoff’s favourite room, giggling at what we read and generally getting turned on at the deliciously outrageous naughtiness. Sarah also emailed Geoff giving him my screen name, and saying she’d register herself as AteenDomme.

Later in the day we met Geoff in the chat room, me using my phone, sat next to Sarah on the computer. Geoff left us both welcome messages on our profile pages, making it obvious that he actually knew us in person, and Sarah and I did the same for him and each other. It was actually quite fun, and we got involved in some very naughty conversation on the main chat page. It was pretty obvious that Sarah Dommed me, and we had so many requests from men on that subject. A lot of older men wanted to be Dommed by Sarah, too.

By now she was dressed in designer fitted jeans and a black polo shirt, her hair in a ponytail, while I was in the open white towel robe over a plain white soft bra and cream bikini cut cotton briefs, feeling very sexy. Every so often Sarah would reach over with her left hand and stroke my right thigh, or my tummy, or even slip her fingers inside the waistband and stroke them through my bush. Whenever she did that I would lean over and kiss her escort bayan topkapı cheek, each time getting closer to the corner of her mouth. Then she did it one more time and my lips brushed the left corner of hers as she turned to face me, our lips together in our first tentative kiss, mouths slightly open. It was soft, warm, loving, tender, sensual and erotic. Our tongues danced hesitantly, flickering and exploring, and I felt Sarah’s fingers slip lower to cup my pussy where it was already getting moist. Rocking my hips to rub my wetness against her hand I kissed more passionately, my own hands on the back of Sarah’s neck, kissing her hungrily, wanting her tongue to fuck my mouth.

Finally we broke apart, and Sarah leaned in to give me another quick soft kiss on my lips before turning back to the computer. She typed a question into the general chat.

“Which do other girls prefer for lesbian sex, a strap-on or a vibrator?”

That sparked lots of activity and delighted Geoff who was showing a distinctly ungentlemanly dirty kinky side. Meanwhile, Sarah’s hand was still inside my briefs against my hot pussy, her middle finger now curled inside me as I rocked and humped against her hand, soaking it and my briefs.

“I think I’m gonna cum!” I gasped, “Sarah, my Princess, do I have your permission to orgasm in your hand?”

In answer Sarah turned her face to me and locked her lips on mine, gently fucking my mouth with her tongue and my pussy with her finger as I came in a series of rippling convulsions, my mewls swallowed by my Mistress.

My hips stilled, heaving chest relaxed, and our lips parted, but Sarah’s hand remained passively in my pussy, comforting.

“When may I do that for you?” I asked.

“I’ll let you know, slut,” she grinned.

“Thank you, my Princess!” I smiled back.

Soon Geoff had to go and signed off with a ‘see you on Wednesday’, and Sarah and I chatted in private with a few guys and girls, then we too signed off.

On Tuesday morning I got an email from Alice asking me to bring brown heels to our 7pm appointment at the College where she was Head of Art.

“Because the girl has her pubic hair in a trimmed landing strip I’ll need to incorporate her bush into the design .. There isn’t time to shave her pudenda for a suitable skin surface, even if I had the shaving things …”

I didn’t think Alice was aware just how much it turned me on being discussed as if I couldn’t hear, being objectified. A quick glance over to Sarah confirmed that she, on the other hand, did.

We were in Alice’s studio classroom at the college, preparing marketing material for her future Body Painting class, and the College Photography teacher, Mr Philips was both recording the transformation and taking the pictures that would be used in the posters and flyers.

Being allowed to strip naked in front of the three of them had already warmed me up, and the soft caress of the paintbrush against my skin, and the feel of three pairs of eyes scrutinising my nakedness added to the heat. The humiliation of being talked about was enough to turn heat into moisture.

The gentle blowing of the aerosol paint on my left shin was both soothing and a kind of promise of things to come as I stood on the table, left foot forward, while Alice painted my lower leg to form a brown boot. She changed to yellow around my knee and then used a brush to add the edges, with suitable shading to give the impression of creased leather. I noticed that Mr Philips was less interested in the forming boot than in my naked bush which about his eye level, and another glance at my fair cousin showed she too saw where he was looking. The welcome attention just added to my arousal.

“You know, Sarah, its going to be difficult to paint the girl’s briefs with her turned on like this. Her pussy is oozing and I haven’t even touched her tits, arse or cunt,” Alice commented.

“Yeah, I know, but it’s a cute pussy, and her oozes taste great” Sarah replied straight faced.

“Yes, it is a cute pussy, and I like how she has her pubic hair. Do you prefer girls to have a bush or not, Sarah?”

“I think mostly I like some hair, though the fashion does seem to be for a smooth bald cunt.”

“I think variety is quite refreshing. What do you think, Mr Philips?”

“I think this girl’s pussy is very pretty and looks sexy in photographs. Of course, a hairless cunt lets the photographer capture all the folds and textures of a girls labia, but a trimmed dark bush like this holds the drops of cum nectar which can glisten like jewels in the right light, just like now,” and Mr Philips leaned in to get some close up pictures.

“which do you prefer, Alice? Smooth or a bush?” asked Sarah.

As Alice finished the second leg she glanced over, “On you, Sarah my dear, I think a light down above your pussy but clean and bald below, probably waxed so as not to hurt my tongue. Do you cum a lot of juice, my dear? I should warn you I get very moist!”

I was a bit put out at not being the centre of attention. I mean, there I was, escort bayan ümraniye totally naked, the only naked person in the room, and they were having a conversation among themselves that wasn’t about me!

On the other hand, it was kind of fun being there while my pretty blonde cousin was being chatted up by Alice.

“Can you squirt when you cum, Alice?” asked Sarah, “I’ve not been able to do it. I want to know what its like.”

“Mr Phillips, close your ears, this is girl talk! None of this leaves this room! Or do I need to send you away to go us coffee?”

“Don’t worry about me, Alice, I’m just doing the visuals. My ears are closed, lips sealed. Pretend I’m not here,” though he had an obvious boner snaking down his trouser leg. Sarah glanced at it dramatically and grinned at me.

“Andrea doesn’t squirt, do you, slut? I should probably set you a masturbation homework task. What dya think, Alice? How often shall I have my slut cousin masturbate?”

Alice stopped painting for a moment and looked directly at my pussy. Mr Philips tok a few pictures of her like that.

“It is a very pretty pussy, Sarah. I assume you own it? Yes, I thought as much. It does need to be exercised. I would suggest a minimum of once every day, probably twice, but I’m sure the slut can manage more often than that. Have you been denying her orgasms? Oh, and I think it best if her masturbation doesn’t penetrate, lets keep her nice and tight.”

Sarah nodded at Alice’s wisdom.

I was ecstatic; being talked about, even praised. My tummy was warming and I could feel the wetness at the top of my thighs.

Alice carried on painting and soon both boots were done. She sprayed a minimal G string effect over my bush edged with a brush, but nothing behind, then a dark red basque with a wide expanse of bare midriff, the top edge detailed in a yellow ‘W’ barely covering my nipples, a yellow ‘W’ headband on my forehead and tallow forearms.

While all that dried she took a very small band of blue cloth and measured and trimmed, then fitted it round my hips as a low slung tiny wrap over skirt.

“Wonder Woman!” Alice announced, pleased with herself.

“Very nice!” said Mr Phillips, getting shots from every angle. “How about some pictures of her in a public place?”

“Mm, yes, we could, maybe an older formal building to go with the character? Sarah?”

“Great idea, but do you think we could let Geoff in on it? You know him, right?”

Alice looked at Sarah and smiled, nodding.

Wiping her hands and picking up her mobile, “Hey, it’s me. Bring your camera. I have a surprise. Ten minutes? Great!”

So we spent the next hour getting some shots in front of a limestone building in the park, the Museum and Gallery, surrounded by trees and lawns. Nobody watching us seemed to realise that almost all my clothing was just paint. It was fun.

As we were packing away Alice asked Sarah,

“What would you think about Andrea posing for a special drawing session for select clients? Maybe erotic nudes?”

“Oh, no problem, we already do camera club erotica for Geoff, don’t we?”

“Our first session is tomorrow, Alice,” added Geoff, much to my delight.

When Sarah and I got home we had to sneak past Mum before she noticed the state I was in. I needed a shower to clean of the paint, and of course my dress needed washing before Mum saw it and asked awkward questions about paint in the inside of it. But for now I just left it on the bathroom floor while I enjoyed a long hot shower.

The door to the camera club was unlocked, but bore a notice declaring ‘Wednesday Private Session – Invitation Only.’ I was excited as I opened the door and went through, the surroundings familiar and recalling the heart swelling arousal of the my last visit. I could feel my pulse thumping, and took Sarah’s hand, hoping she would catch some of my sense of anticipation and expectation.

Geoff met us in the large club room that was softly lit for the most part, but with the stage area surrounded by as yet dark umbrella lights. His grin was wide and eyes sparkling as they took in our long coats and high heels, and we dropped our capacious shoulder bags to the floor and went forward to greet him.

“Sarah, my dear,” he said softly and took her hands in his, kissing her cheek while looking straight into my eyes. I watched his left hand leave hers and move to the small of her back and slip down to her bum over her coat. I was surprised at how forward he was, but even more surprised that Sarah allowed it. Then he let go of her and reached for my hands, his warm thumbs softly caressing the back of my own hands, his kiss on my cheek gentle but lingering, his breath warm against my face.

“Andrea,” he breathed, and I felt him stroke my own bum through my coat.

I felt a little flushed at his greeting and glancing at my fair cousin could tell that she was affected too. This was promising to be an exceptional evening.

Gesturing to a couple of cushioned chairs and small table to the left of the stage area bayan escort Geoff suggested, “Why don’t you sort yourselves out and get comfy; the guys will be here fairly soon. I should tell you there’s been a lot of excitement about this session, and when I said the numbers were limited guys kept offering more money to be a part of it. Which means your fee is higher than we discussed, but also the expectations are high!”

“And so they should be!” quipped Sarah, “They’re getting a closed session with a beautiful teen model with few inhibitions! Just make sure they behave!” My heart fluttered at the ‘few inhibitions’ wondering what Sarah had planned.

Geoff just smiled. “Don’t worry, Sarah honey, they all know you’re in charge. In fact they rather like it.”

The room was nice and warm, and I took my coat off, draping it on the back of one of the chairs, then sat to adjust my stockings. I’d gone for dark, seamed hold-ups with black patent three inch stiletto heels which set off my slender shapely legs quite nicely, and contrasted with the pale skin tone of my soft thighs. The black cotton micro-skirt just covered my bum cheeks when standing, which was just as well since the black lacy thong did not. My black sheer full sleeved button front collared blouse was left un-tucked, the black lacy bra showing through and matching the unseen thong. My hair was in a ponytail, and I had black stud earrings and a matching black stone pendant dangling between my breasts, drawing the eye to my cleavage.

“Wow! You make me feel scruffy!” remarked Geoff, indicating his own jeans and blue t-shirt.

“You should see Sarah!” I quipped, grinning up at him.

Both our eyes swivelled to her, and responding she undid her coat, letting it fall to the floor. Glancing over I saw Geoff’s jaw drop. He’d never seen Sarah like this.

She was in a PVC outfit: Black shiny basque trimmed in red piping with red laces at the sides and back showing pale skin, a tiny black shiny skirt, black shiny stockings from mid-thigh to black shiny heels. She also had detached sleeves to just above the elbow in black shiny pvc laced in red from the wrist up, with a loop over her middle finger. From her bag she retrieved a black riding crop with red trim.

“Whoa!” was all he said.

Sarah then took from her bag a black one inch wide collar with a row of chrome studs and rings, and she put it on me with the chrome buckle behind my neck.

“I think we’re ready,” she announced, which was good timing because the door opened and a group of three guys of about thirty walked in each laden with camera bags and in the usual attire of jeans and t shirts. The just stopped when they saw us, then grinned, then went over to the easy chairs to set down their gear, continually glancing back at us.

And that’s how it continued until Geoff said everyone had arrived and it was time to start.

He’d set out refreshments on a table at the back; red wine, juices, coffee and tea and a big thermos of water, but nothing edible that might get the cameras dirty or leave crumbs on the subject.

“Okay folks, lets get on with it,” announced Geoff loudly, “Girls, if you please?” gesturing to the stage and flipping a switch to turn on the bright lights. “Now remember guys, the girls get copies of every picture; no obscuring each other, no touching the model, and Sarah, that’s the blonde, she’s in charge of what happens. Be polite, be professional, and I’m sure everyone will get his money’s worth. Any questions or requests direct them to me or Sarah, but otherwise, let the Games begin!”

“Geoff, can we have one of those plain, kitchen type wooden chairs on the stage?” He nodded to one of the guys who did as Sarah asked, and she then ordered me to get up there.

We started the shoot with me facing the room but sitting on the reversed chair, my arms folded across the top of the chair back, stockinged legs spread either side, chin cupped in my hands. The small cotton skirt naturally covered between my legs, an area partly obscured by the vertical slats of the chair back, but it seemed to be a sexy enough pose to get the guys excited, which of course excited me. Looking briefly at my cousin I could tell that she was into it too.

“Hands on the chair back and lean backwards,” Sarah instructed, and as I obeyed I knew that the black studded collar would be very noticeable.

“Stand up!”

Her tone was delicious, and the way she barked the order had a few guys glancing over at her, obviously liking what was happening. I obeyed quickly, that lovely feeling building in my belly, my hands still on the chair back.

“Right foot on the chair seat!” Up went my foot.

“Move the chair to your right!” I did, dragging it while keeping my right foot on the seat and right hand on the chair back. My left hand went up into my hair.

“Lean over onto your right knee!” This raised the back of my skirt exposing my bum cheeks, bare in the thong. The guys changed position to get some good pictures from behind and below. I loved it.

“Put the chair behind you, turn towards it and drape yourself over its back!” Keeping my feet outside the chair legs with seat pointing away from me I bent forward so my skirt rode up even more, my bare bum now totally exposed, the cheeks separated by the black lace of my thong. The sounds of camera shutters got even faster than before.

An Exhibishonist at Heart

Blonde

I never imagined myself being an exhibitionist; the thought always seemed too perverse for me. Don’t get me wrong, I love sex, and I have no hook-ups about my body, but willingly letting someone, or multiple someones, see me naked seemed a little too extreme for my taste. That is, until one night while in my dorm room.

*****

It was 10 pm on a Friday, and I had just gotten home from working an 8 hour shift at the school bookstore, after having had a 3 hour class in the morning. I was exhausted and looking forward to my first Saturday off in a month. I knew there were multiple parties that I could have gone too, but I wanted nothing more than to enjoy a quiet night alone.

My roommate told me that she was meeting her friends and heading to a kegger across campus, and that she would be spending the night in her boyfriend’s dorm. I told her to have fun, and sat back to watch some TV.

Nothing was on, so I decided to take me shower now. I grabbed my towel, and my bag of supplies, and walked down the hall to the showers. The floor was empty; most of the students heading out to parties. So I got the entire shower room to myself. I was able to take the time, and enjoy my shower. I even decided to try a little sculpting, shaving all of my pubes except for a little heart of red hair just above my pussy.

After shaving my legs, and rubbing myself down with lotion, I covered myself up with a towel, and walked back to my room. I knew that I lived in a girl only dorm, but that didn’t stop girls from sneaking in their boyfriends on a regular basis.

I locked my door behind me, and placed my things back in my drawer.

I grabbed the remote, and flicked through the channels again, hoping to find something on. I stopped when I got to the music channel, and saw my favorite song playing.

Realizing that I was alone for the night, and that no one could see me, I immediately started singing and dancing along to the music. I was having so much fun, that I continued doing it for the next three songs.

I only stopped when my towel came loose, and started to fall. I quickly grabbed it, but only after it had fallen below my chest. I froze there, my breasts exposed; coming to the realization that no one was there to see me, so there was no reason for me to be so shy.

I let the towel drop, and my heart beat started to race. I couldn’t believe that I was standing around naked in my dorm room, and I wasn’t getting changed, or having sex; I was just standing there naked.

I took several deep breaths, until my heart rate returned to normal, and started walking around the room, feeling myself get bolder as I did. Another catchy song started playing, and I decided to join in; singing and dancing around the room, naked.

After a while, I decided it was enough and put on a pair of panties, and an old tee shirt that I usually sleep in when I’m not expecting company.

I sat down on my bed, putting the pillow behind my back so that I could lean against the headboard. I flipped through the channels again, hoping to find something interesting on. It was approaching midnight, and I was getting tired.

I stopped flipping through the channels, and sat up straighter when I noticed something I had just passed. I went back towards what I thought I had seen, and found that I was right; somehow, we had gotten a porn channel unlocked.

Now, I’m no prude, I’ve watched porn before; heck, I’ve masturbated to porn a lot. I even had sex with a guy, while we were watching porn. But I had never actually watched porn without planning too. Usually, I had to be horny, and I would grab my laptop to watch some.

But here is was, free on vip escort my TV. And it was in the middle of a good one, from what I could see. It definitely wasn’t a cheap, low budget, mass produced kind of porn; it was high quality stuff.

Some girl was sitting on a couch, watching porn herself; the irony of the situation was not lost on me. She had her pants off, and her panties were pulled aside so that she could masturbate.

I found myself getting hot, even though there was only a girl on screen; I, like most women, was a little bi-curious, but I had never tried anything other than a kiss, once.

I started rubbing my breasts through my tee shirt; squeezing them, and pinching my nipples.

A ringing from my phone made me jump.

I reached over and picked up my phone, seeing a text message. I opened the message, and saw that I didn’t know the sender. “What the fuck?” I asked out loud, as I read the message.

“You have some nice moves.” The message said.

Before I could understand what the message meant, I got another one.

“It’s a shame you covered up.”

“Covered up? What the hell is this about?” I started typing a reply. “Who are you?” I wrote.

“Someone who appreciates beautiful things.”

“I don’t know you.”

“Yes you do; you just don’t know me that well.”

“What’s your name?”

“I can’t tell you; it’s a secret.”

“You have the wrong number.”

“I don’t think so, Amber; I can see you reading my texts as we speak.”

“See me?” I said out loud, confused. “What are they talking about?” I looked around my room, wondering what they meant by that, and then my eyes fell upon my windows. My roommate must have wanted to get some fresh air today, and opened the windows; but she had forgotten to close the drapes after wards.

I had danced around the room naked in front of the open windows, with the lights on, while it was dark outside.

“Oh my God!” I shouted, jumping up and closing all the drapes quickly. “Oh my God!” I repeated.

My phone rang again, and I looked at the message.

“Why did you do that?”

I knew right then and there, that someone had been watching me; and they somehow had my phone number.

Another message came in.

“Don’t hide your beauty; show it to the world.”

“Leave me alone!” I texted back. “Stop texting me!”

“I can’t help it; I’m captivated by your beauty.”

I stood there starring at my phone, my heart racing again.

“Please don’t hide yourself from the world. You’re too beautiful to hide away.”

I tried to control my breathing, but every text I got from this mysterious person kept me flustered.

“You are like an eclipse; dangerous to look at, but too amazing to resist.”

As creepy as the whole situation was, I couldn’t help but appreciate the words.

“Please let me see you again; I beg of you.”

I still don’t know why I did it, but I reached over and opened the drapes in front of the window facing my bed.

“Is that better?” I texted, as I stepped in front of the window.

“Yes, thank you.”

I looked around, trying to figure out who could be watching me. The only building high enough to see into my fourth floor window was just across from mine; it was a coed dorm. I figured that only a handful of windows could possibly hold this voyeur, but they were all blacked out.

“That’s right; I’m in here.”

“Which window is yours?”

“I can’t tell you that; that would be cheating.”

“It’s not fair that you can see me, but I can’t see you.”

“I found you on my own; you have to do the same.”

I sat back on my bed, leaning against gecelik escort the headboard and looking out my window. “Can you still see me like this?” I texted.

“Yes; and I saw what you started to do before.”

My heart rate started to pick up again. “You did?”

“Yes I did. It was hot.”

I sat there starring at the last text, getting excited for some reason. The fact that this mystery person had seen me naked, and then had seen me as I had started touching myself, seemed dangerous, and yet incredibly exciting.

“Why don’t you continue where you left off?”

“I bet you’d like that.”

“I would like it a lot.”

I put the phone down on the bed next to me, and reached up to massage my breasts through my tee shirt. I looked over at the TV, and saw that the scene had changed, and that the girl was now busy sucking an older man’s cock, while he was on the phone with his wife. He was telling her that he had just sent the babysitter home, and that he was going to miss her while she was away for work.

This turned me on even more, since I had been a babysitter for my neighbor when I was younger, and I had always fantasized about banging the husband; he had been my first crush.

I closed my eyes, and tried to picture him in my mind. I imagined him touching me the way I had always wanted him too. One of my hands slid down between my legs, and started pressing my into my pussy through the tee shirt.

Then an idea popped in my head; I could pretend that this voyeur was actually him, and give him a show that would make him want me.

A ring let me know I had another message. I opened my eyes and looked at it.

“It looks a little hot in there. Maybe you should remove that shirt?”

“I think you’re right.”

I sat up, and removed my tee shirt; tossing it on the ground. I cupped my breasts, and pinched my nipples, while starring out my window, at my voyeur.

“Your breasts are wonderful. I wish I could touch them.”

“Lookie-lookie; no touchie-touchie.”

I smiled and put the phone back down, before leaning back against the headboard again. My hands continued massaging my breasts, and pinching my nipples, as I watched the scene shift to the guy eating her pussy.

My hand found its way back between my legs, and, without the tee shirt, was able to get a lot more pressure on my pussy through my thin lace panties. I looked out the window, again, and spread my legs, so that my voyeur could get a good view of what I was doing.

I could feel my panties getting wet, and was about to reach into them, when I got another message.

“Take them off, please.”

I smiled at the thought of teasing them, and not removing them, but since I had already gone this far, I decided that it couldn’t hurt to go all the way.

“What’s the magic word?” I asked, already having decided to remove them, but wanting to play with them a little.

“Heart.” They wrote.

I was so shocked that they had written that; there was no way they could have seen enough detail from that distance to have made out the heart shaped tuft of pubic hair.

“Why do you think its heart?”

“Because that’s what I saw when you were dancing around.”

The thought that they must have binoculars, or a telescope if they could see that, excited me even more; it meant that they were going to get a really good show.

I smiled, placing the phone down, and hooked my thumbs in the waist of my panties. I tried to remove them as seductively as I could, holding my legs up in the air. I tossed them down on top of my shirt, and lowly spread my legs; giving my voyeur a good look.

“That eskort is the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen.”

“It feels even better.” I wrote, as I reached down with one hand, and started rubbing my pussy. “It’s so wet, right now.”

“Show me.”

I put the phone down, and used both hands to hold open my pussy. I knew that if they did have binoculars or a telescope, they would see the moisture glistening on my pussy.

“That looks so tasty.”

I slid two fingers inside my pussy, and then lifted them to my mouth, where I sucked on them for a few seconds.

“It sure is.”

“Please, touch yourself some more.”

I reached back down and continued rubbing my pussy, while starring out my window. I wanted them to think I was looking right at them; but in reality, I was imagining ‘him’.

My fingers danced around my pussy, pressing all the right buttons, at just the right time; it was the most amazing masturbation session of my life. And when I finally came, I had the greatest orgasm ever; my whole body tingled for minutes, as the waves of pleasure cascaded through me.

Once I finally calmed down, I looked at my phone to see that I had received several messages from my mysterious voyeur.

“You look so hot.”

“I wish I was the one doing that for you.”

“Come for me.”

“That was amazing; you look so incredibly sexy.”

“This will be a night we never forget.”

I read them all, pausing on the last one. What had they meant by ‘we’, I wondered?

“Who’s ‘we’?” I asked. “I thought it was just you.”

“I never said that.” They replied.

“Oh my God.” I whispered, suddenly becoming self-conscious again. “How many were you?”

“Just my girlfriend and I.” They replied. “She’s the one who first saw you.”

I relaxed a little, but still felt a bit uncomfortable about having just done that for more than one person.

“You were so hot, that she couldn’t control herself, and played along with you.”

For some reason, this made me smile.

“She wanted me to send you this.”

The next message I got wasn’t a text, but a picture of a pussy being fingered by a small female hand.

“I’ve never seen her come so fast; you really turned her on.”

I looked back at the picture, but didn’t recognize anything; not like I expected too, I didn’t go around starring at other girls when they were naked.

“She even had time to finish me off before you came.”

He sent me another picture of the same hand, but this time it had a huge cock in its grasp, and come was dripping down onto it.

“She thought it was only fair to send you those, since you were so nice to us.”

I kept flipping back and forth between the two pictures; not believing what was happening.

“Thank you for tonight; it’s the most fun we’ve had in a while. Take care.”

I looked at the pictures several more times, my body starting to get hot again. I stood up and walked over to the window. I blew a kiss to the mysterious couple, and pulled the drapes closed. Then I went back to my bed, and sat down.

I couldn’t help but smile at the result of the evening, and wondered if there would ever be any more like it. I realized that I had thoroughly enjoyed being watched, and would not be opposed to having it happen again; in fact, I was looking forward to it happening again.

I was so looking forward to it, that I couldn’t wait; so I sat back, spreading my legs wide, and held my phone between my legs. With my free hand, I started rubbing my pussy, but made sure that the heart shaped tuft of hair was still visible; then I took a picture.

I examined the picture, before typing a message. “I only think it fair that you also get a keepsake from tonight.” Then I sent him the picture, and closed my phone for the night.

I was hooked, and now knew that I was an exhibitionist at heart.

THE END

Amy the Exhibitionist Ch. 08

Amateur

Author’s Note

All characters in this part of the Amy the Exhibitionist series are over the age of legal consent.

This part is actually the thirteenth part of the Amy the Exhibitionist series. Parts one to four are about how Amy discovered her passion for Exhibitionism at the age of thirteen. As Literotica only permits stories about characters over the age of consent I have had to rename part thirteen as part eight. It is quite easy to find the original parts one to four by searching the internet.

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Ch. 08 – Part 12 – My first few months at University – fourth part

Sunday Morning Swimming
Ella joins us on most Sunday mornings. She’s totally relaxed and is fucking a couple of Ben’s mates in the pool and in the shower. Us 3 girls take it in turn to use the water inlet and the boys take it in turn to support and grope us. What a great way to start a Sunday.

Another email from Ella

Dear NEWP Sorority,

Please accept my apologies for this late email as I had to go home to my parents last weekend. While I was there my mother commented on how I had changed. She was very pleased to see that I am no longer the quiet mousey girl that left home to go to university; that I am now self-confident and outgoing. She was pleased with my more feminine look (skirts, not my old habit of always wearing jeans all the time). I don’t think that she noticed my lack of all underwear.

My father also seemed happy with the ‘new’ me. He spent quite a lot of time talking to me about university and lots of other things as well.

My older brother started to acknowledge my presence and was actually quite friendly towards me.

In our house we have our favourite chairs for watching TV. The men sit on one side of the room and the women on the other. Both my dad and brother never used to take much notice of me when we were watching TV, but this last weekend both of them kept looking over to me and sometimes talking to me. I suspect that it may well have had something to do with my short skirts, bare legs and no knickers. I’m pretty sure that they both noticed my lack of underwear and poking nipples.

My second hazing started quite similar to the one that I had seen Amy go through a few weeks ago.

I remember watching Amy have an orgasm when she was being paddled and I am truly sorry that I couldn’t manage to cum as well. Maybe if it had gone on longer I would have got there. If you would like to get someone to spank, paddle or cane me longer we will see if they can make me cum.

I was expecting to have to thank the students for helping me with my hazing so that was no surprise. After I had finished that I was expecting it to end. When Amy told me to get back on the table I had visions (nice ones) of her telling all the boy’s to gangbang me. This is something that has be the subject of many masturbation fantasies.

I was not disappointed when the boys used a vibrator to give me the relief that I so much needed.

I did find the dildo very difficult to walk in. I have never felt so ‘full’ in all my life. I was pleased when Amy removed it, but I was a little disappointed when Amy took it away with her.

I do so want to be a fully-fledged member of NEWPS. I will do absolutely anything that you want me to do. I will gladly be your sex slave if that is what you want.

I’m looking forward to my next hazing.

Yours obediently,

Ella

Flashing one of my Professors and Labs group
I’m convinced that one of the Labs geeks was at my second, first hazing. He has a permanent grin on his face and a frequent bulge in his trousers. Every time that I look at him I get wet thinking about what happened to me that night. Was he one of the students who paddled me? Was he the one who fucked me?

I’ve got to get a grip of myself and concentrate on my project work.

I suppose that I don’t really help myself. I quite often go to one of the Lab sessions wearing my Ben Wa balls or Pocket Rocket or Butt Plug. Last week I went wearing nothing under my Lab coat. It’s a bit longer than my skirts, but it’s a tighter fit, so you can see through where it fastens – if you get at the right angle. I’m wondering if I can do something to the press fasteners so that they pop open easily.

The Professor that I flashed and had asked me to stay back so that he could have a word with me, managed to do that at the end of the next lecture from him. I’d sat there with my legs partially open throughout his lecture and I’d seen him looking a couple of times.

When everyone else had gone he asked me how I was settling in at university and how I was getting on with the work.

He then told me that he was a good friend of Professor Lesley Jones and that she’d told him all about me and my friend. I started to get a little concerned. He said that he wanted me and my friend to provide him with a similar service. I said that I didn’t know what he was talking about. He opened his briefcase and got out a couple of DVDs. I tesettürlü escort blushed and got a little wet rush.

Professor Thomas Gibbons looked at me as I said, “Yes Sir, we’ll be pleased to do whatever you ask.”

“Right, for starters you can keep on with your little shows each week. It’s nice having 3 or 4 girl’s sitting on the front row trying to influence their grades each year. Not that they do you understand. The more interesting you make your displays the better. And don’t think that I didn’t know what that little remote control thingy was the other week. I’m getting good at using those things and looking as if I haven’t a clue what I’m doing.

I’ll let you know when there’s something that you can do for me. Now be off with you, and not a word to anyone.”

As I walked out of there I was wondering which of the other girls on the front row were flashing him. I couldn’t remember which ones were wearing a skirt.

As soon as I got back to my room I went looking for Katie. I found her in the kitchen area and I told her all about it. We’re waiting apprehensively.

At his next lecture I saw that one other girl sitting on the front row was wearing a miniskirt. I couldn’t see if she had her legs open, and the Professors eyes didn’t appear to be looking in the direction of her legs.

After the lecture I caught up with her and told her that I knew what her game was. She denied it but went red in the face. I asked her if the Prof had spoken to her about it. She didn’t say anything so I told her that he had spoken to me about me doing the same.

That made her relax and she said that he’d threatened to get her kicked out if she didn’t do what he told her. He’d told her that there was a little video camera hidden somewhere on the wall and that he’d recorded, in detail, what she was doing.

We went to the uni café and compared notes. I told her (Sarah) how Professor Lesley Jones was blackmailing Katie and me, and told her what we had been forced to do.

Sarah was horrified and told me that we should have gone to the police. She backed away from that when I told her that, firstly, we valued our place at university and didn’t want to lose it; and secondly, we’d enjoyed it.

She appeared surprised, but after I told her more of the details she admitted that she would have enjoyed it as well.

I asked Sarah if she had a remote controlled vibe. She seemed a little surprised by that question but said that she had. I asked her if she would wear it for the lecture with Prof Gibbons next week. When she agreed I told her that we could have a bit of fun at Gibbon’s expense.

We parted, promising to keep flashing and comparing notes after each lecture.

My Thursday / Friday Job
This is going well. I am well into the habit of stripping as soon as I get to my desk.

After the third time that I was there I realised that some of the novelty and excitement of being naked was wearing off so I decided that I would go there wearing either my Pocket Rocket, Ben Wa balls, or my Butt plug, the one with the big diamond that stays outside me.

The next time that I went, I put in my Ben Wa balls before I left my room. They did their work as I walked to and from the bus. By the time I got to my desk the inside of my thighs was wet. I spent the next 4 hours on a high and got so close a couple of times. The journey back to my room was torture and I was glad that Ben was there when I arrived. I’m definitely going to take my friend Ben Wa to work again.

The time after that I put my Butt plug in my pussy before I left my room. I checked in a mirror and if my legs are slightly apart you can just see the diamond. I wondered if any of the 5 guys would notice it. I needn’t have worried. I was in the kitchen area getting another jar of coffee out of one of the floor cupboards when Pete came in. My back was to him and I was bent at the waist so he got a great view of my assets and the diamond.

I was a little disappointed when all Pete did was to ask me if it was a real diamond.

The last time I went to work I wore my Pocket Rocked. I couldn’t help myself; I used the remote to make myself cum on the bus on the way there, and on the way back.

After being there for about an hour I decided to switch it on each time that I had to go and talk to one of the guys. I’m sure that they couldn’t hear it, but I sure as hell could feel it.

I’d left the remote control on my desk and in a quiet moment I turned it right up to full and made myself cum. It was weird having an orgasm and watching 4 men working close by and them not knowing what I was doing. I’m glad that I managed to do it without making a noise.

We had a visitor when I was there last Friday. There was a knock on the door and I automatically went and opened it, forgetting that I was naked. Imagine the surprise on the face of the visitor when he saw me. I invited him in and took him to Pete’s office as if it was something that I did every day. ümraniye eskort The poor man kept starting to say something but nothing coherent came out. I took coffee to them a few minutes later and he just stared at me. Pete acted just like he does every time that I take him coffee. The poor man must have been quite confused.

Human Anatomy
One day Ben brought me a leaflet that he’d intercepted before it was put on one of the notice boards. It was from one of the Lecturers of the Human Biology course. For the Human Anatomy module he was looking for a man and a woman to help him demonstrate the differences between males and females and their responses to different stimuli. They were willing to pay £100 for 2 one hour sessions. Ben thought that I might be interested.

Of course I was. I grabbed the leaflet and phoned the number. The man asked me if I realised that I would have to be naked for it as the students needed to examine my body in detail. He also told me that I would have to take part in some sexual activity so that the students could examine my biological reactions. I told him that it wouldn’t be a problem. He told me when the sessions were. One of them clashed with a lecture but I wasn’t worried, I’d be able to borrow someone’s notes and read up on it.

Everything was agreed and I would be there for the first session one day the next week.

The first session
When I got there I was met by a man in a white coat who introduced himself as David. He asked me to wait until the ‘male specimen’ arrived. A couple of minutes later there was a knock on the door and a rather cute looking guy walked in. He introduced himself as Nathan.

David then explained that sexual arousal and activity was a natural human act and that we weren’t to be at all embarrassed by it and that we were not to hold back. “Just let it happen” were his words. He then told us to take our clothes off and follow him through the door when we were ready.

As David went through that door I heard him say, “Ladies and gentlemen, our living specimens have arrived and will be joining us shortly.”

I looked at Nathan, and to break the ice I told him that it was going to be the easiest £100 that I had ever earned. He laughed and agreed.

Nathan and me went through the door to be greeted by about 20 young men and women. All staring at us.

We were told to stand in front of the 2 tables that were at the front of the room. We had to stand there for about 20 minutes as David went into all the technical names for the parts of Nathan and me that were different; and described their functions. He went on to explain why men and women are shaped differently (apart from their sex organs).

To be honest, I was bored. I had never heard of a lot of the names that he used and I wasn’t really interested in them.

Things brightened up when he started touching me to explain things like what my buttocks and breasts were made of and why they wobbled when prodded. He almost sounded disappointed that my breasts didn’t sag at all, and had to explain that most women’s do, and why. He seemed to take his time prodding and poking my boobs as he explained to the students how to examine breasts for lumps that shouldn’t be there. When he started squeezing, pulling and twisting my nipples I couldn’t help moaning a little.

When he came to my pubic bone he said that he was glad that it was the fashion these days to keep them free of hair as it was much healthier. Nathan wasn’t shaved and David explained to the students all about the bacteria that can grow in the hair if not regularly washed.

Nathan isn’t circumcised and David got Nathan to pull back his foreskin. As he was holding his cock, Nathan started to get a semi as David gave all the names for the different bits.

David went on to explain why some men were circumcised, a little bit about the religious reasons and more about the medical reasons. He also explained how circumcision is done and all about the bacteria that can grow there. He almost put me off un-circumcised men for life.

It was only when David told us to sit on the two tables, lean back on our elbows and bring our knees up and wide open that I started to wake up.

Nathan’s cock was getting harder as David explained what caused men (medical reasons) to get erections. I watched as David pulled and pushed Nathan’s cock and balls.

David turned to me and said, “now the female specimen.” He stood beside the table and had another grope of my breasts.

He turned to my pussy and explained what all the bits were that were now on display. As he squeezed my clit I could feel myself getting hot and wet; which was what he obviously wanted because he then explained the medical reasons why I was wet.

Next Nathan and me were told to lay back on the table. David then told the students to come to the front and examine the ‘specimens’ themselves.

Twenty students came forward and started examining Nathan and me. I lay back and enjoyed escort şişli 20 pairs of hands playing with my tits and pussy. Most of the talk was medical gibberish but there were a few comments like, “God, she gets wet easy,” and “look how much liquid she’s producing.”

Comments like that were turning me on even more. One male student started rubbing the end of my clit very gently. That was it, my orgasm started and I was jerking and moaning. As my peak passed I heard David say that he was glad that I had reached orgasm as it was a perfect example and asked the students to note my body’s reaction. He went on to explain what had happened in medical language.

Just then I heard Nathan grunt and a couple of the students took a step back from him. As David gave Nathan some tissues he explained what happens internally when a man ejaculates.

The hour was up and David thanked Nathan and me and told us that we could leave. As we were getting dressed Nathan told me that he was embarrassed but it had been worth it for the money. I smiled and agreed.

Davis came in and reminded us that the second session was the next week at the same time.

Ella’s Third and Final Hazing
We had real trouble thinking what we could get Ella to do for this. In the end we sent this email to her: –

Dear Ella,

You have done very well to get this far, we are all pleased with your performances. You will also be pleased to hear that you passed your medical examination. The doctor was impressed with how easy it was to get you to have multiple orgasms.

We are also pleased with how you have adapted to life wearing short skirts and no underwear and how quickly you have discovered, and taken advantage of, the benefits that short skirts and no underwear can get a girl.

We are all interested how your relationship with your father and big brother develops. Previous experiences by some Sorority Sisters show that fathers and brothers are a great source of sexual excitement and pleasure. It is easy to tease them into doing whatever you want by ‘accidentally’ revealing lots of skin. I believe that Amy has already discussed her relationship with her brother with you. I’m sure that she will be able to give you some tips on how to ‘accidentally’ let your father and brother see you naked.
Keep us informed.

Your third and final hazing will be different to the first two in that you will know what you have to do before you start. It is also different in that you get to choose what you do. You have to choose and complete 3 of the following:-

a.Wearing only shoes, handcuffs (behind your back) and a dog collar and lead; be led by your Pledge Sister down the main shopping street at 3pm on a Saturday afternoon.

b.Repeat your second hazing, but with a much larger audience and a greater number of participants.

c.Streak through the town’s main shopping mall on a Saturday afternoon.

d.Be the star at a bukake party.

e.Get gangbanged. A big box of condoms will be provided and men will only be allowed to participate if they wear one.

f.Go out in town on a Saturday afternoon and persuade a man (any man) to take you down an alley and let you give him a blow job.

g.Be a sex slave for a weekend for a NEWPS appointed man.

h.Be a sex slave for all the NEWPS Sisters for a weekend.

i.Strip naked and masturbate in the St. Damian’s Library.

j.Attend a university lecture naked.

k.Attend a university student’s party naked.

l.Earn £100 as a lap dancer at one of the two bars in town that have lap dancers.

m.Wearing you shortest skirt, with it rolled at the waist so that it only just covers your butt and pussy, and with no underwear on, go up and down all the escalators in the town’s main shopping centre 20 times on a Saturday afternoon. On each occasion, wait at the bottom and only get on when there are un-attached men looking as if they are about to get on. Make sure that you are in front of them.

Please let us know your choice before this weekend so that your Pledge Sister can approve it and make any necessary arrangements.

Good luck,

NEWPS Sisters

The following day later we got this email from Ella: –

Dear NEWP Sorority,

Thank you for your email. I have to say that allowing me to choose which challenges that I want to do for my third and final hazing was quite a surprise, and quite a challenge in its self. Just reading through the list got me all excited and wet. Some of the items have been part of my fantasies for a number of years and been the source of sexual stimulation on a number of occasions.

After a lot of daydreaming and a couple of frigging sessions, I have decided that I would like to do the following 3 sessions: –

Session 1 – a. Repeating your second hazing, but with a much larger audience and a greater number of participants.

With more people paddling my backside I’m hoping that I will be able to go through the pain barrier into the pleasure part and reach an orgasm.
If you would like to practise this on me before the hazing session I will be more than happy.

Session2 – c. Streak through the town’s main shopping mall on a Saturday afternoon.

Session 3 – Please can you combine: –

Amanda-Christina’s Misadventures Ch. 14

Anal

After Christina experienced an earth-shaking orgasm in the girls’ shower room of the Los Cufrado Police Station, she was left standing in the shower stall with her wrists handcuffed above her head as a crowd of over thirty people stared at her naked body. Then two male cops came into the shower room and unlocked her handcuffs. They cuffed Christina’s wrists behind her back and then they lead her out into the lobby amongst the crowd of onlookers. This was quite embarrassing for Christina since she was still totally nude as she was paraded through the crowd.

Two other cops cleared a path for the naked girl as the cops escorted Christina into the Chief’s office. Christina’s eyes were closed because she couldn’t bare to face the people that had just witnessed her public orgasm. It was truly the most humiliating moment of her life, yet it was also the most intense and satisfying orgasm she’d ever experienced.

When they finally reached the Chief’s office, Christina was permitted to sit in a chair. Her wrists were handcuffed behind the chair, which was bolted to the floor, so there was no way for Christina to escape. Although the door to the office remained open, Christina felt like she had more privacy now than she’d had all day. Christina was finally able to relax so she made herself as comfortable as she possibly could under the circumstances.

Christina sat back with her bare breasts right out in the open for everyone to see. Her pretty pink nipples were poking out and there was nothing she could do to hide them from the people in the lobby. Also, Christina’s legs were spread far enough apart to give anyone that peered into the Chief’s Office a clear view of her soft dark pussy hair. Normally the kindergarten teacher would be screaming from sheer panic over this kind of treatment, but Christina was exhausted so she just sat there quietly and closed her eyes.

Amanda was not so fortunate. She was still waiting for her shower to begin. Unlike Christina, Amanda was brought to an incredible orgasm on the way to the police station, so she was afraid it would take longer for her to reach fulfillment again. Amanda was worried that the sadistic female cop would keep Amanda in the shower until she had another orgasm so Amanda was prepared to fake it if she had to.

The Chief was in the lobby and standing next to Alex when he mentioned to another cop, “I guess we’ll have to lock these girls up for a few days until the attorney decides what to do with them.”

The cop responded, “We really don’t have separate facilities for women here. Do you plan to just throw them in with the male population?”

The Chief replied, “We can put them in their own cell, but they’ll still have to put up with all the men leering at them.”

The other cop chuckled and added, “Yeah, especially since the girls will be naked!”

The Chief said, “Well, they brought it on themselves.”

After Alex heard the conversation, he realized that Amanda and Christina were truly just victims here and he decided to have a little talk with the Chief. The Chief motioned for Alex to step over to the other side of the counter so that they could talk privately yet still be able to see inside the girls’ shower room. The other side of the counter was a restricted area for police officers fatih escort bayan only so the Chief was surprised to find Deanna on that side of the room. He saw that Deanna was clad in just a bikini so he figured that one of the cops allowed her on that side of the counter to protect her from the crowd.

Alex said, “I just want you to know that these girls really are innocent. They were on a fishing charter with my wife and another couple.”

The Chief interrupted as he pointed at Deanna and asked, “Is that your wife?”

Alex said, “No, that’s my buddy’s wife, but she’s a real cutie, isn’t she?”

The Chief smiled and said, “Yes she is!”

As the female cop washed Amanda’s hair in the shower, she made sure that she bounced Amanda’s bare boobies a few times for the crowd’s enjoyment. Deanna appeared to be getting excited from watching the treatment that Amanda was receiving and she casually slipped her fingers into her bikini top so that she could caress her own nipples. At the end of the counter, it was more like a four and a half foot partition dividing the room. Deanna ducked down below the short wall so that no one could see her playing with her own nipples.

The Chief motioned for Alex to step back behind a large pillar that held up the roof. From their position, it was difficult for Alex and the Chief to see inside the shower room, but it offered a clear view of Deanna. As Deanna rubbed her breasts, she casually looked around to make sure nobody was watching her, and then she turned her attention back to Amanda.

Alex said to the Chief, “As I was saying, these girls are innocent. They made the mistake of leaving their bikinis near the bait and some seagulls really did fly off with their suits. That’s why they were naked.”

The Chief asked, “And why did they take their suits off in the first place?”

Alex replied, “It is permissible to be naked on the ocean, is it not?”

The Chief said, “I suppose so.”

Alex said, “Then the girls were not breaking any public nudity laws.”

The Chief began to speak, but Deanna was moving her hands around so much under her bikini top that the clasp in back accidentally came apart. At first she put her hands over her bare breasts and looked around to see if anyone was watching her. The Chief quickly pulled Alex behind the pillar to make sure that Deanna couldn’t see them. After assuring herself that the partition blocked her from everyone’s view, Deanna began massaging her bare breasts without re-fastening her top. Deanna simply allowed her bikini top to hang loosely from her neck as she pulled and teased her round rosy nipples.

The Chief was highly distracted by Deanna, but he continued the conversation with Alex by asking, “Again, why were the girls naked?”

Alex didn’t know what to say so the Chief said, “You were having fun at the girls’ expense and it got out of hand, didn’t it?”

Alex nodded yes, so the Chief said, “I’ll tell you what I’m going to do. I’m going to release the girls, but I’m going to make you pay the fine.”

Alex said, “Okay, that seems fair enough. By the way, how much is the fine?”

At that moment, Alex and the Chief heard the female cop call out from the shower room, “This girl’s got a great ass, doesn’t sarıyer escort bayan she guys?”

The guys yelled, “Hell yes,” and then the female cop turned her attention to Amanda and said, “You love it when I touch your butt crack, don’t you? You love it when I tickle your cute little ass like this, don’t you? Yep guys, this girl loves having her butt crack tickled. Just look at her squirm around. It’s so cute the way she squirms around, isn’t it guys?”

The guys applauded as the female cop said, “Tell the guys how much you like it.”

When there was no answer from Amanda, Alex and the Chief heard a smack followed by a cry of “Ouch” from Amanda.

Then the female cop again asked, “You love it when I caress your bare butt, don’t you? You love it when I tickle your butt crack, don’t you little girl?”

Amanda replied, “Yes…yes I do,” hoping to avoid another spanking.

Alex and the Chief noticed that Deanna was now sticking her fingers into the back of her panties. She apparently wanted to tickle her own ass the way that the female cop was tickling Amanda’s ass. With her hands in the back of her panties and her bikini top hanging free, Deanna was no longer blocking the view of her beautiful breasts. Although he only had a side view, the Chief was thrilled by what he could see. Deanna’s boobs were not particularly big, but they were firm and her nipples were as cute as they could be.

As the Chief stared at Deanna, Alex said, “Um…the fine?”

The Chief replied, “Oh, yes. I haven’t decided on an amount yet.”

Then the Chief added, “You don’t mind that we’re having a little harmless fun with the girls, do you?”

Alex replied, “Of course not. Besides, they really did smell like fish.”

The Chief said, “Then you won’t mind if we toy with them a little longer. After all, you had your fun with them today.”

Alex said, “By all means. Do whatever you want. A little public humiliation would be good for them. Besides, we’re in no hurry.”

The Chief said, “I’m sorry, but Carla, our resident female cop…”

Alex interrupted, “And a cute one, too.”

The Chief said, “Yeah, she is. Anyway, Carla is a bit of a dominatrix with other women. She rules the roost here and we don’t get to see this too often. Besides, it’s kind of fun watching a girl get humiliated in front of a roomful of men, isn’t it?”

Alex smiled and said, “It sure is!”

Then Alex and the Chief looked over at Deanna and saw that she was pushing her hands deeper into the back of her panties. With each push of her hands, Deanna worked her bikini bottoms further and further down her backside. Soon almost her entire butt crack was on display. Of course Deanna thought no one could see her, but the Chief was mesmerized by Deanna’s beautiful bare bottom.

Alex asked, “I wonder how far she’ll go?”

The Chief responded, “I was wondering the same thing,” and then he lifted his pocket radio to call another officer.

He radioed, “Get a message into the shower room. Tell Carla to keep that little redhead in the shower until I say she can come out.”

There was a “Yes sir Chief” reply over the radio, and then the Chief looked over at Alex and said, “I’ll bet your friend over there will continue touching umraniye escort herself as long as that redhead is in the shower. That’s why I made sure Carla keeps her in the shower until I say she’s done.”

Alex chuckled and said, “Great plan. I guess that’s why you’re the Chief!”

The Chief asked, “How much tequila did that girl have?”

Alex replied, “Deanna? Um, a lot I guess. All the girls drank a lot. Why?”

The Chief said, “Tequila is a powerful drink. It makes girls lose there inhibitions. In my estimation, more girls end up naked after drinking tequila than any other drink.”

Then, in a startled voice, the Chief said, “Oh wow, look at that! Your friend is working hard to prove my point.”

Deanna pushed her panties all the way down to her knees because she thought no one could see her. With all of Deanna’s attention directed into the shower room, she had no idea that Alex and the Chief were staring at her bare ass. Then the guys heard Carla call out that she loved Amanda’s boobies. Apparently Carla was playing with Amanda’s titties in the shower, which prompted Deanna to reach up and play with her own breasts. However, her loose bikini top was getting in Deanna’s way and it seemed to be annoying her.

As they watched, Alex heard the Chief say under his breath, “That tops in your way. You don’t want that nasty ole top on. Go ahead…take it off. Come on, you can do it…take the top off!”

Alex was amazed. As if she was under the Chief’s spell, Deanna lifted the top over her head and dropped it on the floor. Then she quickly scanned the perimeter of the room to see if anyone was looking at her. Again Deanna believed that no one could see her so she directed her attention back into the shower room.

Alex couldn’t believe it. Deanna was topless in a police station with her panties down around her knees and they were threatening to fall off. Alex and the Chief didn’t have a clear view of Deanna’s breasts, but they could easily see her bare butt, and it was truly a sight to behold. Deanna was really going to town on her bare titties as she massaged them before stopping to tweak and twist her nipples, and Alex and the Chief were able to see everything!

Alex got up on a chair so he could see inside the shower room, yet still remain hidden from Deanna behind the pillar.

The Chief looked up and asked, “What’s going on inside the shower room now?”

Alex replied, “Carla is making Amanda spread her legs apart as wide as she can and Amanda doesn’t seem to be putting up much of a fight. Now Carla is reaching down between Amanda’s legs and shampooing her pussy hair. This is really hot!”

The Chief watched as Deanna reached down to touch her own pussy. Unfortunately, she couldn’t spread her legs with her panties down around her knees so Deanna carefully looked around to see if anyone was watching her. Then Deanna put her legs closer together allowing her bikini bottoms to drop on the floor.

Deanna’s panties were still hooked to her ankle so she kicked her leg to make them fall off. When she did, her toe caught the top of her bikini, which was already lying on the floor. As her panties shook free, the bottoms of Deanna’s bikini went sliding across the floor along with her bikini top. Both the top and bottom of Deanna’s bikini were a good five feet away from her, but she didn’t bother to retrieve it. She was too interested in satisfying her desires to worry about her only source of clothing, much to the delight of Alex and the Chief who couldn’t wait to see what she was going to do next!

A Very Public Bus

Amarna Sparrow

I thought it was going to be another bus ride home. No not this occasion. My girlfriend and myself were taking our usual bus home after work. We work at the same law firm in down-town. It was late afternoon and the sun shone through the bus windows casting shadows.

We had decided to sit at the back of the bus where we usually sit, at the very back seat. For whatever reason we sat at the centre so we can look down the aisle towards the front of the bus. I am sure the driver can see us. I don’t know why but very soon we found out why we unconsciously sat on that very visible position.

My girlfriend Julie is a slim petite Asian lady of Vietnamese descent. She is one beautiful sexy lady with very fair skin. We have a very active sex life and we both like to make out in public areas. We have done everyone’s usual place, such as in the car, parks, beaches etc, but we have never gone as far as on public transport, yet alone what was about to happen that day. The bus wasn’t particular full, maybe half full but enough to create that ambience. Crowded buses tend to be too noisy and empty ones lacks atmosphere.

That day wasn’t plan but we were both feeling a little more hot for each other. There’s more touching and the attraction was evident. As I said nothing was on the agenda and everyday can be spontaneous with us.

There we were, at the back of the bus and so much looking forward to being together. There was a scattering of people of varying ages on the bus that afternoon. Single males, single females, couples and a few school age kids on the way home.

We had our arms around each other and lightly kissing. Julie was a beautiful woman, so it was so electrifying to be close to her, touching her. She had very petite features. I have always felt nothing less than lust for her, ever since I first laid my eyes on her. Our attraction for each other was no different from any other loving couple. But maybe we were more carefree in such an open public space.

Most couple we know were more inhibited about their affection for each other but we were certainly a little more adventurous than most.

As the minutes ticked on, our touching became more intense and frantic. Maybe we forgot where we were. I was running my hands up and down Julie’s leg over her dress. She was running her hands ever lightly over my thigh, but not yet touching my crotch. My hardness was evident and I can feel the pre-cum spotting underneath my pants. There was a smell of heat from Julie and our breathing was now more heavy. Her perfume was playing with my senses. We all know what’s it like to be so close to someone you are hot for. It’s electrifying.

I think we may have caught someone’s attention. As I was lightly kissing Julie, I can see in the corner of my eye a single male move closer to us from my right and a couple of others had their heads turned. Our body language and heavy breathing has got the attention of a few people.

Truth is I didn’t even realize the sounds we were making, but I was feeling adventurous and I didn’t care if we were getting some attention. It was actually turning me on. I looked at Julie’s beautiful eyes and whispered to her that there is a whole lot of people watching us. She looked back at me with a little wicked sparkle in her eyes and continued to kiss me. “I feel really turned on,” she responded. There was a feeling of electricity in the air between us. Still feeling a little nervous I followed her lead and proceeded to run my fingers down her thighs, lifting her dress up, exposing her panties. She opens her legs a little and I ran my fingers over her soaking panties and ever lightly over her inner thighs.

I can smell her sex, her arousal. Julie is now breathing quickly. She is really turned on, to a point of no return. I was feeling the same. I wanted to masturbate her right there, in front of these strangers, to relieve her. My fingers are now wet from touching her through the damp fabric. I can feel her pubic mound through her sheer panties. I can hear her start moaning quietly, “Oh yeah, please yes.” As she urges me on with heightened arousal. I can feel her need for relief.

But instead I sit back to watch Julie for a moment hoping she will even relieve herself. People are now whistling and calling out. “Oh my god!!” in disbelief. I have watched her masturbate before and it was extremely exciting to watch. I can see the lust in her eyes and the pleasure on her blushing face as she nervously runs her fingers over her body slowly. She is even running her fingers over her wet panties as she spreads her legs further apart. She is now squirming on the seat. I was very turned on watching. She begins to moan. Everyone falls silent watching and listening intensely. The look of pleasure and lust on their faces was evident. My cock was iron hard as I continued watching my lady pleasure herself. Her moaning was really turning me on. I almost couldn’t bear to watch or even listen. This is a very intimate moment but shared with complete merter escort strangers. I can see a lot embarrassed faces. Some people couldn’t watch. But Julie continues to slowly rub herself while staring at a couple on her left with pleasure written all over her pretty face but not quite exposing her pussy. The couple staring back with very aroused looks on their faces. Her own face blushing with nervous excitement, moaning with heightened arousal as if she was masturbating herself in private. There was no holds barred here. She ‘played’ with her herself as if she was alone.

As much as I wanted to see Julie masturbate herself to orgasm, I sat back next to her to continue where I left. I continued to run my fingers over her inner thighs and continued to kiss Julie on her sexy lips, her neck and her now exposed breasts, as I begin making love to her in a public place. She is moaning relentlessly now, her body heaving in pleasure. She smelt so perfect, her perfume controlled my mind. I can hear the distant sounds of people taking pictures with their mobiles and filming us.

The chatter and edging on continued from the spectators and I continued to be bolder and go further. Julie was now moaning loudly in excitement as I continued caressing her. Her arousal was really turning me on, so I lifted her dress higher up and proceeded to open her legs further apart. As I did that the crowd were cheering “Come on, go on.” There was plenty of chatter and whistling from the small crowd now.

I went back to rubbing Julie’s pussy through the fabric, and then brought my fingers to my nose, breathing in Julie’s pussy aroma, then inserting those fingers into her mouth so she can taste them. I can see she was blushing slightly as I ran my fingers in and out of her sexy lips. The crowd got quieter as the chatter became, “Oh my god, Wow, Unbelievable,” to dead silence. But I can feel all the strangers embarrassment, as I continued stroking her private parts. Julie continued moaning, “oh yes, oh please.”

She is now stroking me through my trousers. I was ready to burst, but not just yet, as I parted Julie’s legs even more. She was literally spread eagled now. She looked so stunning lying there. I can hear someone cry out, ” He’s really going to do this here, in front of us!.”

Julie is now moaning louder as I slowly pulled the fabric of her panties to one side, exposing her glistening slit covered in black pubic hairs neatly trimmed and running down the insides of her white thighs. “Oh god yesssss!!,” Julie cries out in resignation, as I finally exposed her. Her head rolling from side to side in excitement. Her face blushing red. Her hips gyrating up and down in anticipation. So there she is, spread eagled for all to see, her beautiful hairy pussy. She looked stunning lying there, exposed. I just wanted to go down on her. “You look so beautiful,” I whispered to her.

There is an instant reaction from the audience, as they see Julie’s private parts for the first time, “Wow, ohhhhs, ahhhhs and OMGs.” Again someone calls out, ” Oh my god, he’s really going all the way.”

The audience then becomes quiet and all you can hear is light groans, gasping and heavy breathing, interspersed with more OMGs and some swearing in the background. Some were holding their breaths, in anticipation of my next move.

The clicking of cameras and mobiles in the distant continued wildly. Julie didn’t seem to care if a whole bunch of people were watching. It seem to intensify her arousal as her hips started to move up and down involuntarily with excitement. And she is moaning relentlessly with that excitement.

I now wanted to masturbate her to orgasm in front of everyone who dears to watch. Something we would normally do in our own privacy. I begin to spread her legs wider and then proceeded with eagerness, to spread her beautiful pussy completely open, exposing her chunky inner labia and vulva covered by a layer of creamy secretions. I used both hands to hold her outer and inner labia open so everyone can see the insides of her vulva, displaying her wet creamy insides.

Julie’s now moaning continuously with quicken excitement as I deliberately displayed her. She is repeatedly moaning fast now, “Oh god, oh god yes, I’m so hot now.” The audience starts to chat in stunned quietness, “Oh my god, this is unbelievable,” repeatedly and then quiet in disbelief. A woman moans out loudly, ” Oh god, oh my god!”

I then ran my fingers around her chunky inner labia playing with her secretions and up to her now exposed clitoris. The same female voice was heard gasping, “OMG,” repeatedly. The mobiles were going crazy. I then put my fingers now covered in her creamy secretions to my nose to breath in deeply the distinctive fishy smell of her pussy, then into my mouth, then into hers. She sucked then clean with heightened excitement, like it was going to be her last chance. Again that same female voice was gasping, “Oh my god. Oh my god.”

Julie continues moaning, anadolu yakası escort ” Oh yes, oh god yes.” There was more, ” Oh my god, this is unbelievably,” coming from the onlookers. More heavy breathing and gasping in disbelief from the stunned audience. There were a lot of embarrassed red faces watching us, as we went about our private business in public.

Suddenly it seem like the bus has gone quiet as I continued to run my fingers through Julie’s open crusty labia, stroking her insides. Then I ran my fingers up and pulled back her prepuce to fully expose her now enlarged clitoris. The only sound was of Julie moaning in pure pleasure. I was having trouble controlling her body movements now as I continued to slowly slide my fingers in and around her opened pussy, massaging her. Every now and then I would place my fingers into my mouth to taste her and to use my saliva as more lubricant. The audience quietly still watching us in stunned silence.

Julie was so aroused now and breathing so heavily that I wanted to finish her off and masturbate her to orgasm. I placed my finger tips onto her clitoris and started to rapidly rub and massage her exposed clitoris with speed. It created a squishing sound throughout her moaning. Again the chatter started as the small crowd sworn with disbelief, but it just served to encourage me more to finish Julie off. It just turned me on more and more. I wanted the audience watch her orgasm. She was now out of control as her body heaved and her hips gyrated up and down. Her legs opening and closing with the approaching loud earth shattering orgasm.

Julie is moaning uncontrollably. A woman in the crowd calls out “Oh my god she’s cumming, she’s actually going to cum now.” Julie’s juices exploded out towards the now stunned audience. Her juices dripping on the seat and floor for all to see. “Arghhhh!, Ohhhhh!.” She screams out continuously, as she finally orgasms. The bus fills with the new smell of fresh pussy cum. Everyone watches in stunned silent, shocked at what they were witnessing. Julie body is still twitching, convulsing from the orgasm, her legs moving involuntarily in pleasure.

I wanted to masturbate her quickly a second time for all to see. Put on a great show. I can see people continue using their mobiles to film. Instead Julie begins to masturbate herself.

She begins to insert her fingers in and around her pussy and then reinserting in her mouth, enjoying her own juices and aroma. Then placing her wet fingers on her clitoris, she quickly rubs her little man now enlarged rapidly. She is now moaning “Oh yeah, oh yesss, oh god yes!!” loudly. The audience watches in sheer pleasure and embarrassment, silently now as my beautiful Julie masturbates herself fully spread eagled on the seat for everyone’s pleasure. My eyes intensely watching as my lady’s body then goes into convulsions. Again strangely some people couldn’t watch as her orgasm approaches. Their hands covering their eyes. Her moaning turning on everyone. That lady calls out again “Oh my god, oh my god.” Again her body is out of control but this time on her own doing. It was actually quite pleasurable watching her masturbate herself without my help. Again her juices exploded out, but her orgasm seem stronger, her body a convulsing squirming wreck. Even what seem like a minute she was still quivering.

But I wasn’t done yet, I immediately rapidly fingered her vagina into a blur with 2 fingers, until her juices started to make that audible sound. Julie is now moaning louder and begging, “Oh please make me cum, oh please make me cum, Oh god it feels so good.” She is now approaching another orgasm as crowd looked on in disbelief. Again her body became a heaving wreck as her small frame absorbed the full impact of her orgasm. Again her cum juices exploded out. Her legs opening and closing involuntarily. Again she screams out, “Arghhhh!! Oh god!!.” The bus smelt distinctly of her juices. I slowed down my fingering to a slow in and out. Then took then out for her lick clean. Again the onlookers were all gasping with disbelief and in shock at the spectacle unfolding before their eyes.

But I still wasn’t finished yet as I knelt down before her and proceeded to go down on her very wet pussy lapping up her juices. That distinct flavour and odour of her pussy filled my scents, mixed with the smell of fresh cum juice. The small crowd again goes quiet as I eat her until her next orgasm. Once again Julie’s is out of control heaving, her legs splayed wide open, gyrating her pussy all over my face and moaning rapidly. She’s talking dirty now, telling me to, “Eat me, please eat me, oh god it feels so good, ohhhhh,” in her high pitched feminine voice. All the while throwing her head from side to side in sheer pleasure. She is forcing my head into her gyrating heaving hips. I was drowning in her pleasure.

I can hear the audience talking and swearing in disbelief and a few OMGs from the females passengers. The younger passengers besiktas escort watching in embarrassed silence, as they witnessed the never seen sexual performances in front of them. There was a lot of heavy breathing from the audience by this stage. Julie is now moaning loudly, ” I am cumming, watch me cum!!.” The crowd falls intensely quiet interspersed with Julie’s moaning talk and the continued chatter of, “Oh my god,” from everyone. The audience is blushing with pleasure on their faces.

Her orgasm once again earth shattering as she grasped the back of my head and proceeded to gyrate her hips on my face drowning me. There was little doubt she was enjoying herself. I will ask her what it felt like cumming in front of a whole crowd of strangers. This time I sucked in all the fresh cum as her orgasm exploded in my face. I quietly licked away up and down her whole private area as the audience quietened down to a chatter of disbelief and groans of pleasure.

I got off my knees and whispered in Julie’s ear. She responded with a slight blush and an “oh god yesss, oh yes please.”

I turned to the onlookers and pointed to one of the strangers, summoning him to come over. It was the first guy who approached earlier. I whispered to him, ” Would you like to go down on my lady.” Needless to say a wide grin ran across his eager red face as he said, “Yes, yes, yes would love to.” He walks over sporting a large bulge in his pant.

The stranger quickly gets down on his knees and using both hands lifts Julie’s ass up to reposition her, then completed opens up her legs spread eagled. Even exposing her anus to the onlookers. Julie uses her hands to spread open her pussy with eagerness, allowing the stranger a clear view of her beautiful pussy. Julie moans and let’s out a little, “oh yes, yes.” He runs his nose over her exposed pussy and takes in a deep breath inhaling her aromas, then proceeds to expose her clitoris more by pulling back her hood. He takes a moment to observe her beauty then quickly goes down on her hard clit lapping away like a puppy. Julie is going crazy as the stranger firmly licks her hard clitoris relentlessly fast now. He holds her legs firmly open, controlling her movements. As she approaches orgasm he slows down to lick between her inner labia tasting her. He’s sucks and chews on her labia until they were clean.

Some of the audience were in raptures, more enthusiastic as they imagine it maybe their turn to taste that Asian pussy.

The strangers tongue drove Julie to another uncontrollably orgasm. This time I held open her legs as he finished sucking up Julie’s cum juices.

Then he quickly lifts Julie’s bottom up to expose the light pubes running down her perineum to either side of her anus. The man then does something I haven’t done with Julie. He begins to lick furiously at her anus. Then suck on her brown hole like an ant eater looking for some.. well ants.

Julie was moaning wildly, “oh noooo, oh yeah, oh god,” as the man cleaned her up with his tongue. Julie moaned in embarrassment and excitement as the assault continued. She has never had anyone put their face down there. Her body a little tense. She wasn’t sure she was clean enough or even smelt right. Only this stranger knows now. But the excitement was just too great, it covered her embarrassment and humiliation. Then he goes a step further and licks up a finger which he inserts into her anus. He pumps his finger in and out fast causing Julie to cry out in pleasure and pain. She moans in embarrassment with every movement in and out. After a few minutes the stranger was satisfied as he let Julie slump back on the seat.

As he got up Julie unexpectedly grabs his hand and whispers to him, “Let me please you, let me finish you off,” as she lightly grabs his large bulge in his jeans. He turns to her and shakes his head with a satisfied grin. But Julie then proceeds to take off her panties and hands it over to him. He immediately grabs it putting the crouch of it to his nose and walks away with a very wide grin, back to where he was standing. A couple of guys approach him wanting to touch and smell Julie’s damp panties.

I was so aroused now after watching that. I sat back next to Julie and she begins to work on me. The crowd continue chatting as Julie begins to massage me through my pants. My trousers are damp from pre-cum and my penis was as hard as an iron rod. She slowly works me up, stroking me, kissing me all over like first lust. My god I felt so aroused. The strange eyes are on me now and I never felt so horny, so turned on. I was now enjoying what Julie experienced moments earlier.

My hips moved up and down out of control as my beautiful Julie worked me up in public, making love to me. The small crowd watches quietly in anticipation. The moment has come as Julie begins to unzip my pants. She pulls out my very hard penis and begins to peel back the foreskin exposing my pre-cum covered head. I moan with pleasure. She stares into my eyes with her beautiful eyes and whispers, “you going to love this, oh yeah.” She slowly pulls my foreskin back and forth driving me crazy. I am so turned on. I can see all the bulging eyes and opened mouths of everyone watching closely. The chatter continued as everyone remained in disbelief.

A Time Abroad

Ass

It was Sunday morning – about 10 ish, I had decided to take it easy as I was a little hungover, so I put on my swimsuit, grabbed my day bag and headed for the pool. The pool is one of my favourite places, not least of all for relaxing, but for the talent too. The pool is a great place to see sexy women and lots of flesh, especially in the Mediterranean.

I was lying on a lounger taking in the hot sun, it didn’t take long for me to notice a woman poolside. She was about my age, 5’10, pixie cut brunette hair, her bust was an ample c cup and legs that seemed to go on for ever, her whole look was tied together by a stunning bright red one piece swimsuit.

I watched her walk to a lounger with two children who duly went to play in the pool. This woman was there to relax but somehow didn’t seem capable.

I laid there watching for an hour or more, as the heat crept up I watched her as she looked at me from her lounger. I smirked as I noticed her looking at me. I got up and moved to the pool, keeping an eye on her as I did. Jumping in to cool off I swam a length to where her lounger was, I pulled myself up out of the water just in front of her.

I raised from the water, up and stood before her purposely letting the water roll over me. My trunks clung mercilessly to my length. I watched her as she stared at me, loving the fact she was looking at my body.

As I moved past her I could feel her eyes burning against me. I walked to my lounger and grabbed my bag, then slowly walked past her again as I moved to the poolside bar.

She pulled her sunglasses down and looked at me. I smiled at her and quietly spoke.

“Can I get you a drink?”

She didn’t hesitate to reply, she grinned and moved almost immediately “I’d love one!”

I found to stools by the bar and sat down, putting my bag down on the floor. She soon joined me, taking the seat beside me.

“I’m Dave!” I introduced myself.

She smiled and bit her lip as she replied “Louise”

“Nice to meet you Louise, Pina colada?” I ask.

She nodded as I order them from the barman.

“So, what brings you here?” Louise asks.

I smile and reply “a lads holiday, but they are either hungover or out. How about you?”

Her flirty smile vanished as she looked around for her kids, she then snapped out of it before answering “well, family holiday really. My sister treated us after my div..” she paused before quietly finishing “divorce.”

We sat in our swimsuits at the poolside bar, still admiring each other almost naked bodies. I started to notice as we engaged in small talk, she squirmed on her seat. I could tell that as the conversation progressed she became more relaxed.

“Oh it’s so good to talk to an adult again, I mean my sister’s nice and all, but we always end up talking about my ex.” Louise said happily.

As we drank her kids left the pool and went back to their room. Leaving louise and I at the bar. She immediately began to loosen up, knowing her kids were now gone and ok. She revelled in the attention I was giving her. And that she could now respond appropriately to the flirting.

Louise opened her body language up, I began to brush lightly against her, discreetly nudging her legs with mine – noting how she reacted; Every tap made her breath and giggle.

I had already admitted that I was there on a cheeky lads holiday. Which immediately made her easy in my company, thinking I was single and happy to flirt with her.

As we drank she got more open. She then asked in a very direct way.

“So Dave, what was it about me that attracted you to me?”

I smirked and drank. “Your swimsuit!” I replied honestly.

She raised an eyebrow, intrigued as if in shock. Being just as direct, I explained.

“Oh, I have a swimsuit fetish.”

Louise blushed a little before realizing the full implication of my words. “Fetish?”

I nodded and we laughed together. I leaned in and whispered gently into her ear.

“It’s the fact that everything, yet nothing is left to the imagination.”

Louise squirmed at my whisper, I noticed her hairs standing on edge on the back of her neck.

She looked at me and her nipples grew hard, poking through the red swimsuit. Her c cups hefted under her deep breaths. 

“You know what else I’ve craved since the divorce Dave?” She asked.

I smiled at her and winked.

She moved closer to me, placing a hand on my thigh as she spoke. Taking a large gulp of her cocktail, letting the rum go straight to her head. I let her hand grope me, letting her feel the tight fabric of my shorts as her fingertips moved up my leg. I knew already what she craved, as she took a look around to make sure the kids or anyone else wasn’t about before her fingers eventually landed on my semi hard cock.

She gasped as she traced the outline, her face reddened, and she huskily whispered “oh my!”

I whispered back and gave a gentle bite to her neck before reaching her ear “I can guess.. Follow me!”

She broke away from me, looking around escort topkapı hesitantly to see if anyone had seen our discreet little flirt. The pool was still busy, nobody had even noticed we were chatting.

She grabbed her small bag and I grabbed mine and made my way from the poolside into the lobby of the hotel. She walked slightly behind me, she then heard a voice shout to her.

“Hey Louise?” It was her sister.

She stopped and chatted to her. I slowly made my way to the elevator having not realised Louise had been collared. She eventually caught up exclaiming.

“Sue is taking the kids out. I’ve told her I’m going to bed!” She grinned and giggled as she stood beside me.

“You weren’t lying!” I teased.

She gave a tip onto her toes and grinned, hungry for more attention. The elevator doors opened, and we walked in, as soon as the doors closed I leaned in and kissed her firmly on the lips. She hungrily and passionately kissed back, she then moved in front of me, backing against me, and began to grind herself against the thickness of the bulge in my trunks. As she did I reached around and fondled her body, clasping a breast and kissing her neck, my other hand immediately sank down to her mound. I began to press her swimsuit into her and felt how wet she had become from my flirting. She sighed and groaned, writhing into my hands.

“I’m gonna enjoy fucking you!” I told her.

I could tell she would have easily let me fuck her right there in the elevator had the door not pinged open and a group of women not entered. My hands moved to embrace her, as if we were a married couple. She stopped gyrating immediately, pretending to be innocent, but her breathlessness and blush from being caught betrayed us. The women looked at us, realizing they had to go up before they could go down to the pool, Smirked at us and giggled. I looked at them and smiled back. The awkward silence broken as one asked “is it busy down there today?”

I nodded, before Louise moved and responded huskily “if you want… privacy… you need to go elsewhere.”

Giving a wink as she did and making an exaggerated squeeze of my bulging cock in full view of the swimsuit clad women. Just as the elevator pinged open. The girls watched as we left, shocked and impressed by Louise.

She turned to me and whispered “maybe? Soon, but today… its us.”

As soon as the elevator shut behind us Louise dropped her bag, placing her arms around my neck, and we kissed passionately again. My hands were back on her body, caressing her every curve. She moaned into my lips at my touch, my hands once again touching every part of her swimsuit. Her hands moved down and began to caress me in return. She ached and I knew it.

We broke briefly and staggered down the corridor. We reached room 202 and I swiped the card and in we walked, I threw my bag down and Louise’s followed.

Her hands rubbed my bulge, tracing its length. She knelt down and pulled my trunks down, springing me free. She gave a happy gasp as my cock sprang out. It swayed before her, and she giggled, licking her lips at it.

“I know you could have had any of them girls.” She hissed.

I ran my fingers through her short hair as she took a hold of my hardening cock. She began to lick the head of my cock, moaning as she did.

“Please..mmmm… please use me, make me feel like a woman again.”

I grinned and pulled her head onto me, sinking down my shaft tightly with her lips, The way only an experienced woman can.

She expertly sucked on my cock, hungrily, showing that it had been so long since she’d had one. I pushed her head down, again and again. Face fucking Louise as if she was one of the teenagers. She expertly took me, not even gagging as I pushed myself all the way into her mouth.

After a few moments, she pulled off me and I stood her up, she was panting and drooling from my cock, but happy to be wanted again.

I moved to the large window in my room and swung the blinds open, I grabbed the door handle and opened it, showing a small balcony. A fresh breeze poured into the room, I felt it brush against my naked body. Louise moved closer to me and the doorway, feeling more of the breeze too.

“Oh I just love to feel a breeze when being sexy, don’t you Dave?” She sighed, taking my wet cock into her hand, stroking it in the doorway.

I moaned as she did. Then, as we had in the elevator, I pulled her in front of me, so she was facing outwards and teased her again, my hands caressing her as she ground on to my hard naked cock.

She leaned back into the embrace, dry humping my cock as I caressed her breasts and rubbed her pussy through her swimsuit.

Louise trembled and groaned as I rubbed her, sliding my cock between her legs too, letting my shaft now stimulate her pussy. My hands moved under her swimsuit and start to caress her breasts, pinching her nipples as she writhed in my arms. The Mediterranean sea breeze blew in against us. She moaned louder and began to beg.

“Please escort ümraniye Dave, fuck me. I want you inside me.”

As she Did I push her forwards, out onto the balcony that overlooked the sea. Oblivious to anyone or anything else that might be close. Louise instinctively grabbed the railings and bent over slightly, her eyes closed from the previous sensation.

I reached down her hips and my fingertips glided effortlessly under her swimsuit crotch, brushing against her trimmed bush making her tremble and gasp.

Eager for more she groaned loudly “Oh fuck!”

Pulling her suit aside she felt the fresh sea breeze against her as the sun beamed down onto us. Her exposed sex scented the air, I knew what she wanted. Her legs parted and I shifted my shaft so it landed against her labia.

She breathed heavily and hissed at me “oh my God!”

My shaft gently teased her momentarily as I moved it against her. Sliding it up and down her sex. I felt her heat and moisture building as I did, then, in a single movement I moved my cock head to her entrance and pushed myself into her.

Almost immediately she gave a loud moan of appreciation. Her trembling voice husky with eroticism and need for what had been lacking for years.

“Oh! Fuck me Dave, fuck me!” She barked.

She gripped tightly onto the balcony railings as I pushed myself deeper inside her. Every inch making her moan more, her pussy was tight, and she had already begun to soak my balls as they pressed into her. I grabbed her hips and started a rhythmic motion in and out of her.

She swayed her body in compliment to this; making the most of what was happening.

I reached up and in one seamless movement pulled her swimsuit down and off her, pulling my slick cock from her as I did.

Leaving her nude, outwardly facing on the balcony feeling the sea breeze against her naked, aching body. I kicked it away and moved in behind her again, lining up for re-entry.

I guided myself back in and again started fucking her. She responded by pushing back onto me, making me get as deep inside her as the position would allow. I reached and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them gently as we fucked. I could hear her breathing become more intense as she neared her first orgasm. I pulled out and she moaned loudly in protest.

“Oh god, why did you stop?” Her voice trembled.

I turned her around and passionately kissed her, exploring her mouth with my tongue as we stood naked on the balcony. Breathless we kissed, her hands instinctively reaching for my cock to guide it back inside her. I pushed myself up and into her, leaning into the balcony rail as I do, thrusting into her a few times, bringing her to the edge once again.

Just as Louise began to shudder and whine I stopped again. Sliding out, grabbing her hand and pulling her inside. She followed me in and pushed me onto the bed.

Crawling straight on top of me, pinning me down she grinned and moaned at me “you’re not moving until I’ve cum!”

I grin back as she straddled me, once again lining me up for entry. She slowly starts to sink down my shaft, howling in pleasure as she does. Her hips sway and gyrate on me, trying to feel me as deeply as she can inside her. She began bouncing as I reached up and cupped her breasts. She felt me touch them and whined again, her skin tightened and her nipples hardened, she started moaning again as she edged closer again.

“Mmm yes, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, thats it baby, cum inside me. Aarghh..” Louise moaned loudly as she bounced.

I grunted as she built up her orgasm. Feeling her gushing juices roll over my heavy tight balls.

Clasping her ass to push her down onto me I grunted “urgh! Yes!!”

Then started to pump out load after hot load deep into her. She gave a loud carnal groan and trembled, her pussy clenched and milked me of all I had. As she calmed on top of me, she lent down, and we kissed. Breathless and sweating we embraced as she straddled me.

After a few moments, I rolled her onto her back and pulled out of her. She squirmed on the bed like a teenager’s first time and giggled.

Looking at my semi hard cock swinging, dripping with our juices. She reached out and grabbed it instinctively and pulled me closer.

I moved up the bed, and she leaned in and began to lick and suck our combined wetness from it.

Finishing her cleaning process with a laugh and gasp, Louise’s smile beamed. She felt like an adult again and she loved it.

“Can I use your shower Dave?” She asked.

I nodded and showed her the en-suite. She found her bag and grabbed her swimsuit before disappearing into the shower.

I smiled and grabbed a drink from the room minibar, drank it and relaxed on the bed.

After a few moments, she emerged; Her swimsuit now back on and her mobile in hand. I laid naked on the bed and smiled at her, my cock still thick and semi erect. Louise looked at it and smirked, tempted by a second round.

“Everything ok?” I ask as she escort bayan slowly moved back to the bed, biting her lip as she did.

She nods and shakes her phone, “gotta make a call.”

Louise then calls Sue to check on them.

“Hi Sue, just making sure you’re ok? I only just got your message… mmmhmmm… yeah, ok then no problem.”

I’m unable to resist the temptation and begin to stroke my cock in front of her, trying to distract her from her call.

“Y-yeah, er.. Sorry what? I got a bit distracted?? Yeah, I’m fine, just…”

I’m hard again as she watches, she can’t watch as I stroke myself.

“No… I’ve been in bed, I’ll meet you in the lobby in 5.” She then ended the call and burst out laughing at me.

“You bastard!” She hissed, slapping me as she sat beside me, reaching for my cock, giving it another stroke.

“I have to nip down for a minute, can I er… come back?” She asked gently as she stroked me. I nodded and smiled.

“Of course, take the key card and let yourself back in” I reply, showing her the card.

Louise grabbed the card and left.

As Louise left, I laid on the bed, smirking and still stroking myself. I decided to take a shower myself, moving to the en-suite, turning on the shower and getting it to temperature.

I stepped in and slowly relaxed in the hot water, letting it roll over me as I thought about Louise.

My cock swayed in the water, still thick and almost hard. I clean myself, spending a few moments on my cock.

I knew Louise would be back for seconds, it excited me knowing she would soon be back.

I turned the shower off and climbed out, quickly drying myself off. I look for my discarded trunks near the door and grab them.

Just then the door clicked and Louise opened it. I stood there and grinned as the door opened, cock swinging as she entered.

“Mmmm hello big boy!” Louise hissed as she walked in.

She dropped her bag where she had before and walked further in, I stand there holding my trunks smiling as she moved towards me.

“Aww. C’mon now baby…” she hisses.

Taking my trunks and tossing them down.

“You won’t be needing those now, will you?”

We both grin to each other as she stepped closer and grabbed my cock. Slowly stroking it she smells me.

“Mmmmm nice!”

“Did you get everything sorted?” I ask.

Louise nodded and sighed, a relaxed look on her face.

“Mmmmhmmm My sister is taking the kids to the beach and fair for the day, they won’t be back until much later… so I’m a free woman for a while.” Louise said as she stepped into me, kissing me passionately as she played with my dick.

As she did, I embraced her and again began to caress her swimsuit. Once again exploring the fabric, the way her body filled it out and how it made her look. The high cut showing her long-legged sexiness, the plunge back allowing an even tan and the front clung to her navel and accentuated her breasts. This swimsuit on her body was everything I obsessed over.

“I love the way you wear this swimsuit.” I hissed quietly into her ear.

I felt the hairs on her neck stand up at my words. She loved being wanted in such a way. She pushed me back, walking me to the bed.

I sat back onto it, and she knelt down between my legs and once again took my length into her mouth. She expertly began sucking my cock, long deliberate moves making me as hard as ever.

Breaking off only to gasp “oh my god you’re so big!”

Then sank back onto me, sucking the shaft noisily. She continued her frenzied tongue attack on my cock, murmuring and moaning around its thick weight. Popping off it and giggling like a teenager.

“Look, it’s as big as my head!” She gasped, propping it up beside her face, grinning at me as I looked down at her.

She stood up and grinned, loving the power she had over me, she was ready for round two.

Louise began to sway her hips and dance as she stood between my legs, teasing me, this time had less urgency, she’d had her quick fix earlier; this was for pleasure.

She danced like a stripper, holding her hair and swaying her hips, turning to rub her ass up and down my hard shaft. Her red swimsuit silkily sliding up and down me. I loved it, she really knew how to show off and please.

She moved onto the bed and straddled my chest, pinning me down as she pushed me back, facing away from me, bending down she started playing with my cock again, giving me a full sight of her gorgeous ass.

I had to reach out and caress her ass as she wiggled it. She leaned down and again began to work on my cock. Now and then she sat up and squirmed on my chest. I could feel the heat of her pussy as she did, she’s enjoying teasing me and moved forwards slowly on her knees until she’s hovering above my cock.

She reached down and pulled her swimsuit aside, grabbing my length with her other hand she lined me up to her once again. Just as she is about to impale herself on me we hear a noise at the door.

Louise had purposely left the door ajar and in walked the four teens we had bumped into earlier in the elevator.

“Oh my god! Look” a voice gasped.

I tried to see what was happening, Louise was enjoying it too much as she paused and waited for the girls to come in.

Addicted to Attention Ch. 05

Amateur

Thursday morning, we dressed and went over to the boutique to meet Kent at 11am. as arranged. He had prepared a contract for us to peruse, outlining the new arrangement fully, as I had requested.

Kent had been considering hiring ladies to promote his products, but seemed happy to have this business arrangement with Cathy and myself. He designed the products himself. Manufacture was largely contracted out to a number of factories who competed for his work. He wholesaled to specialist boutiques all over the world, as well as others around the country, listing those for us so that we didn’t target those areas where his clients were represented.

We enjoyed an expensive lunch at Kent’s invitation and commenced our second showing at 1pm. There were few photos taken but Rick was there to announce and organise the seating, as he had done the first time. His tips with make-up and lighting were highly appreciated by Kent and of course, ourselves.

We loosened up, spending more time on the catwalk and speeded up our changes between showings. The audience, largely men this time, were more boisterous than previously and the atmosphere was encouraging. I hoped that this would mean better sales as I moved seductively on the catwalk. I soon became aware that certain well dressed business people were worth playing to.

Kent noticed and told us that they were his best prospects, asking us to keep up the good work. He was friendlier toward us than our first day although very professional in his approach anyway. I hadn’t signed the contract, promising him that I would look at it later. I could sense that he would honour the terms, signed or not.

After the 3pm finish of our showing, as promised we stayed and mingled with the guests after the show, encouraging them to buy more than they intended. When they left Kent said the orders would be well in excess of the Monday showing. He said we helped to secure better orders than he would have thought possible. If we did the same this evening, both he and ourselves would prosper accordingly. We drank to a long and mutually beneficial relationship.

That evening we all arrived promptly at seven pm. Des and Ken had been impressed with the terms of contract so Cathy and I had signed them before we left home. I introduced Kent to our husbands and his copy of our contract was handed to Kent between introductions. Kent immediately raised the afternoon’s results. The orders had so far exceeded Seventy thousand dollars which meant over two thousand dollars would go directly to Cathy and I.

“These two ladies are incredibly good for my business.” `Kent enthused to Des.

The show started at 8pm sharp. We never saw the clients before our first appearance on the catwalk. It was always a thrill to walk out in a glare of lights to a room full of strangers, dressed in Kent’s revealing outfits. We would be busy in the dressing room, applying makeup to both our faces and bodies to accentuate the dramatic style of the BDSM. gear and accessories.

The crowd tonight was bigger than this afternoon, the buyers younger and a few ladies in the mix as well. There must have been over fifty people in all. A subdued audience as we walked in, but when we moved toward the end of the catwalk turning toward the spectators then pausing before continuing along, we were relieved to hear them talking excitedly to each other. Then as we moved back pausing more often and posing for longer the audience became more vocal in their appreciation of our efforts.

My eyes, now adjusted to the light, focused on Des and Ken sitting at a table at the back of the auditorium, smiling broadly. I had told them what to expect but I could see that they were surprised by the dramatic effect of our gear.

The sexually excited state of our bodies was plain to see, even without the makeup on our nipples and vulvas to accentuate the effect. As we left the stage the audience erupted into spontaneous applause. Kent was smiling as he handed over the next items and assisted our change into the next outfits. He knew this night would be a big success. The rest of the show went according to plan, finishing just after Ten o’clock amidst cheering and calls to come back on stage. We showed the last items twice, a leather bra exposing most of our breasts, a tight corset of open weave leather, fish net crutch-less pantyhose and six inch stiletto heels. We bowed and waved as we walked through the door to the sound of prolonged applause.

We rushed to shower and change into our famous togas. We had brought them with us tonight as Cathy and I had anticipated our husband’s reaction to the show. We wanted to be available to them on the way home. We mingled with all the guests liberally as Kent took orders from most of those present. With the light togas we were wearing I still felt naked and vulnerable as we chatted to the most likely prospects among buyers. It must have had the desired effect on the sales that followed. Des and Ken gave Kent a hand as there were too many eager şişli escort buyers for him to handle, alone.

When the last guest left around midnight, Kent was overjoyed.

He offered Des and Ken a drink so we sat till 1am discussing sales, marketing and of course banking. Des was keen to do business with Kent at a later date. We totalled up the confirmed sales at just over One hundred thousand dollars with another twenty thousand to be confirmed.

Incredibly we had earned around seven thousand dollars for 15hrs work. While realising that this week had been exceptional, that represented darned good income. I promised myself immediate new renovations to Rome, our idyllic weekender, as a reward.

Kent handed me a large envelope that Rick had left for Cathy and I. We had been too busy with the clients when he left. It was full of large prints featuring our work on the Monday.

It goes without saying that the trip home was memorable, the rest of the night fantastic. Cathy of course, still unable to indulge fully, was more gratified than ever with anal pleasures. Along with the growing array of sex toys, accumulated largely by the men, Cathy and I had visited a sex shop and bought a variety of delights that men don’t seem to think of.

Over the next few weeks both Cathy and I had our nipples and belly buttons pierced by Harold, after consultation with Kent and Rick.

I was keen to get Rick’s opinion as we didn’t want to spoil the aesthetic appeal of our bodies from his point of view. Heather had assured us that small sleepers could be placed so as to be almost invisible, in time being removable if necessary for long periods.

Kent seemed to think that piercing, nipples in particular, could only add to the theme of his more erotic costumes. We settled on small rings which could be added to or disguised as necessary.

We exercised daily by the pool at home, primarily to keep our bodies in trim, much to the delight of the elderly man next door. We made eye contact with him one day and waved to him. He rang our number and apologised profusely for watching us, begging us not to tell his wife.

Cathy answered the phone and told him that we enjoyed his attention and that we had known for a long time that he was watching. After that he became bolder and opened the window, watching us openly. He would send us flowers and candy at least once a week with the words ‘From an anonymous admirer.’ printed on the card.

We sold lingerie and some of the more raunchy items from Kent’s extensive range of goods so well that Cathy and I had no time for other modelling work.

Kent and Rick became our only clients. We were comfortable with this arrangement as trust had developed between us all to the point where Cathy did an overnight location shoot for Rick without my presence. She was treated with respect and felt totally at ease, shooting at a remote beach location with Rick on her own.

The money from our business all went toward the alterations and re-decoration of Rome which was finished within one month. The men had bought two other properties meanwhile, keeping Tony and David busy full time altering or renovating the buildings.

We all lived at our house now, furniture from the apartment being utilised at Rome. Ken sold his car and Cathy’s too. We bought the big convertible when the dealer traded my car for a great price. As the summer break approached, Des and Ken alternated their leave so that Cathy and I could spend most of the six weeks at Maple Lake.

Rick had helped Des with technical advice and we planned to shoot the Nude Aerobics video during the break. Kent’s schedule of summer showing was adjusted to give us six weeks away from the city.

We made a point of having a meeting twice a week where the four of us would discuss only business. All ideas would be analysed, rehashed, evaluated and fine-tuned for implementation. I chaired every one of the meetings, largely because Des respected my instincts in business ahead of the rest of our group. He and Ken were both happy to be guided by me in our business dealings since the contract that I had negotiated with Kent proved to be so successful. Cathy had always believed in me and readily endorsed my leadership.

Ken had an idea at one of our business meetings before the break. He had met a client who belonged to an underground BDSM. club and his idea was to supply all the various costumes to the club on a regular basis. Many of the members were wealthy businessmen from all over the country and spent huge money indulging their secret passion of dressing up and acting out their fantasies.

They had an old warehouse in the inner city that they had converted into a lavish meeting room with adjoining dungeons and punishment rooms. Ken’s idea was to lead Cathy and I into the club, dressed in Kent’s gear. He would dress as Master with Cathy and I as his slaves. One Thursday night we would dress up, masked and chained by our nipples and clits, in high heels ümraniye escort while Des brought the bags of samples. Ken would then parade us around the room, forcing us to strip and change in the middle of the room to the musical theme of; The story of O. Cathy was enthralled, I was nervously excited and Des had his reservations but we all agreed to try it.

On that night Cathy and I dressed in two of Kent’s most revealing costumes covered only by overcoats and went into town. We carried blindfolds of black satin and walked into the foyer of the building. Before entering the room, Ken blindfolded us and took off our coats while Des went inside to video the event. When he opened the door I could tell the room was packed with people by the noise within.

Waiting for at least ten minutes outside, I had felt the cool evening air caress my naked nipples and my clitoris swelled with a mixture of fear and excitement. This was totally different to the shows at the boutique. There we were in control of the events, parading in front of people that we could see who had all been selected by Kent as a suitable audience.

There was a feeling of vulnerable helplessness that served to make us deliciously apprehensive at this venue. It’s hard to describe the sensation of waiting outside a noisy roomful of anonymous spectators, dressed in gear that revealed and accentuated our highly charged sexual states, adequately. I found myself wobbling in high heels and trembling with a fast approaching orgasm. I held Cathy’s arm for support and waited, feeling myself getting wetter in my exposed vagina. The tension of waiting outside with our blindfolds on produced a sense of unease and yet I found myself immersed in a feeling of helplessness to prevent our forced exposure to unknown strangers in the room. I heard the haunting musical theme begin as the double doors were opened and I felt a slight tug on my chained clit. There was an audible gasp from the people in the room as we walked in. Even in spite of the humiliation that we suffered that night I found myself drawn like a moth to the flame. It was both the weirdest and yet most exciting thing that I had ever done.

I held my head high as I walked to the middle of the room, knowing by the shocked reactions of the occupants and the excited chatter that followed that we had made a real impact on their visual senses.

My initial fears only slightly subsided, as I felt Kens hands stop me when we reached the centre of the room. I had only watched a video of the movie, ‘The story of O.’ But I trusted Des and Ken to keep us safe.

The blindfolds were removed, after the music finished, and I could see that Cathy was equally fulfilled by the experience. Her body clearly revealed her advanced state of sexual excitement. By now we were both hopelessly addicted to showing our bodies in progressively more dangerous and erotic situations.

The room was full of both men and women in all manner of fetish gear. I was surprised to see so many men dressed as slaves and women role-playing as dominatrix mistresses. Some of them made me shudder with their probing salacious looks, eyeing our bodies appreciatively. I would never have believed the large number of people that indulged in such kinky behaviour. Some of the proposals and suggestions that Ken received, while he paraded us around the room, even made me blush. We would both be grateful when the show was over and we left with the members various orders.

Ken, the bastard, even used a soft riding whip on our bottoms as we were changing into the last outfits, to everybody’s amusement. I vowed that Cathy and I would tie him up and return the favour when we got home. I had to admit that it added to the dramatic impact of the situation and even although Cathy weakly protested, it did bring a lovely pink glow to her beautiful naked bottom.

We drove home, laughing and merrily calculating that the evening had been a wonderful experience, at least financially. The ongoing orders would be quite lucrative to us in the future. I decided that it would not be part of our regular routine to visit that club again, though. I had enjoyed the leering eyes of some of the men as they focused on my vaginal area but the women were just too creepy. Even at this point, I wasn’t used to being found sexually attractive to other women or touched intimately by them.

It was different with Cathy because I loved her as part of my family.

Cathy was still mildly annoyed with Ken that night and ignored him for a while, cuddling up to Des and I. I think he got her, none too subtle, message loud and clear. Our relationship was back to normal soon enough, however.

Cathy enjoyed double penetration too much to be angry with him for very long. We still had our small squabbles but we were always much too protective of our unique relationship to allow petty arguments to spoil things for us.

We prepared for our holidays that week whilst eagerly anticipating our completed renovations escort nişantaşı at Rome. Melissa and Tony were now renting the other lakeside property that the men had acquired and the men had David and Tony working on their latest project, a rundown older house elevated on a hill overlooking the entire district.

We planned to sell this one on completion of the work, before the summer was over. It had been unoccupied for years but enjoyed privacy among the trees with commanding views of the town centre and the lake. We calculated that the profit from the resale would allow us to purchase a further lakeside property. Des and Ken structured our loans so that the interest payments were almost negligible and were easily covered by rent, leaving the principal to be repaid when the values rose in a few years time.

The last weekend had been raining so we spent the time organising a lease on a brand new Jet Ski and trailer to tow behind our new convertible. Cathy and I would drive Des’s BMW up to the lake the day before to get things organised for the holiday.

Cathy and I set out early Thursday morning in Des’s car, taking our time and intending to alternate driving duties. Cathy couldn’t resist flashing her body so she took off her dress and put it in the back seat as I drove. She had new nipple jewellery with a gold chain to connect her two golden rings. I had to concentrate on my driving when we pulled alongside a rig but I could still see Cathy exhibiting and waving to the drivers. It made me remember the first time I had done the same. It was always a thrill for her and the rig drivers always responded well.

We were so alike, Cathy and I. We looked forward to our first night together, alone and without the men at Rome. I continued driving for the rest of the way, knowing that Cathy was enjoying the trip and not wishing to spoil her fun.

When we arrived we went straight to the lake for a refreshing swim. We couldn’t help noticing how serene and peaceful it was as we lay under a tree drying off before unpacking the car. We dreamed of the day when we could spend all our time here at Maple Lake. I drifted off to sleep.

“Wake up, Barb. Lunchtime!”

Cathy had unpacked the car and prepared lunch while I had been fast asleep. I felt guilty that she had done all this while I lay sleeping by the lake.

“God! I must have drifted off.” I apologised she helped me to my feet. She smiled warmly at me.

“You needed it after that long drive. I didn’t mind a bit, my love. Lets go and freshen up.” She suggested.

For the first time, I initiated the lovemaking that followed. I kissed her with passion and urgency as I led her to the bed, knowing that she was responding with greater enthusiasm than I often did. She was a true bi-sexual, gaining as much satisfaction from my own advances as she did with our men. She had known all along that I was less eager than she was, but she climaxed spontaneously as I lay her gently down stroking and kissing her. I had always felt guilty about having her lead our lovemaking together, instinctively aware that I was responding less enthusiastically than she would have liked. I was proud that on this occasion I had fulfilled her needs, initiating the action. Our bond grew even stronger that night as we enjoyed each other without male company. I surrendered entirely, any guilt about our previous encounters and she was happier than I had even seen her.

The next morning I drove into town to buy groceries and meat. Cathy and I explored the township facilities fully. Strangely, we had never had the chance to spend a whole day shopping at Maple Lake all by ourselves. On the last occasion we had to get back to the motel for lunch with our husbands.

We had an early lunch at a small coffee lounge before picking up the perishables and returning to Rome, much later in the day. We put everything away and tidied up the house. The bathroom was quite magnificent now, larger that the motel’s had been with two adjoining showerheads with a centre drain in the middle of a tiled floor and a bath with spa jets at the far end.

Open planned and spacious with two toilet cubicles nearer the door and two wash basin vanities between on one side of the wall. The builders had done a top job and it suited our needs perfectly. It was

a real transformation from the smaller, unattractive bathroom we had seen the first day.

Cathy and I showered together, planning the rest of the day and evening ahead. The men were expected to arrive late that night or maybe early the next morning. As they would be towing a trailer we figured they would leave late to avoid the traffic. We decided to rest until dinnertime. It was cloudy but still warm so I suggested we go out on the new deck and set up the deck furniture and lay down with a cold drink. It was still only around 3pm so the lake was tranquil.

Cathy had noticed a canoe that the young men had left by the boatshed with two paddles. She and I decided to go out for a paddle around the lake. As usual, while we were relaxing around the property we were both completely nude. We decided not to take any clothing with us. The only other craft on the lake were dinghies with fishermen, we assumed, because they weren’t moving about.

A Weekend With Three Angels Ch. 17

College

Chapter 17: Another Angel Weekend

I woke up on Saturday morning still thinking about what Trish had told me last night. She and Dawn and Rhonda had spent the evening talking, and now we were all going to spend another weekend at our nudist resort with all of our families.

Trish told me about how Dawn had gone home last Sunday after being at our house and modeling Trish’s swim wear, and then having sex with Trish and me, and she was so excited, that when her husband Tom came home, she took a huge risk. She told him all about it!

It was our understanding that Dawn and Tom were not getting along all that well together. Their daughter Amy had implied that she didn’t think that Tom paid enough attention to Dawn. So we were hoping that they could work things out somehow. Well as it turned out, Dawn did the right thing. She told Trish that not only was Tom not upset, but he got totally turned on by Dawn retelling the events of the day. She said that they had the best sex they had ever had together before!. And when she told Tom how much she enjoyed having both me and Trish eat her pussy, Tom got down between her legs and ate her like he had never done before. Dawn went on to tell Trish that as she and Tom talked more, Dawn inquired about whether he had ever been unfaithful to her while he was traveling on business trips. In his most honest moment, Tom confessed that he had. But he made it clear that it wasn’t for love, it was just sex. And then he described the events and Dawn got so excited that she fucked him all night long! They had truly discovered a new aspect of their relationship. That while they would never go out of their ways to be unfaithful to each other, they both enjoyed sex outside of their marriage, and even more, they both enjoyed hearing about it from one another!

So Trish felt comfortable in inviting them to join us at the club where we could all be naked together for a few days. And of course Rhonda was all for the idea and so now we were gathering ourselves together to get away for a few days of sun and nudity and most likely some wild sex with our new friends.

Trish said that she would drive Dawn and Teri and Amy down, and that she would stop and shop for some groceries on the way. I was to pick up Rhonda and Tammi with Tracy and we would drive down and meet them there. Rhonda’s husband Joe and Tom would drive down tonight after Tom got home and join us all for dinner and the Saturday night dance.

Since Tracy loves to drive my Jaguar convertible, we took that car and drove over to Rhonda’s house. She and Tammi were all set to go. Rhonda told us that Joe would be home that afternoon and he would wait for Tom to pick him up. I gave her all of the directions and she left them for Joe.

Since Tracy was driving, Rhonda and I sat in the back seat and Tammi sat up front with Tracy. Rhonda was wearing a short denim sun dress with snaps on the front. The bottom three snaps were undone to allow her legs to move when she walked. I noticed that as she climbed into the back seat with me, she undid the next two snaps up to the top of her legs. As we settled into the seat together she turned towards me and bent her knee up on the seat. This caused her skirt to open and I was treated to a full view of her shaved pussy at the top of her wide spread legs. Since I had on my dark glasses, I could look without appearing to stare, although I know that she wanted me to look anyway. In the front seat Tracy and Tammi were talking and were unaware of Rhonda’s teasing show in the back.

Rhonda and I talked as we left town. She told me how excited she was to be going away. She said that it was a first for her, and for Joe and Tammi, to go to a nudist resort, but they had talked about it as a family and were all anxious to go, especially with Trish and me and Tracy and Teri. As we talked, she put her hand in my crotch and touched me in a nonchalant but still sexually exciting way. It was fun to be with someone who was as attractive and casual about sex and also so willing to show off her sexual treasures in such a blatant way.

Once we were on the highway, it became harder to talk so we just relaxed and enjoyed the ride, and the views, both inside the car and out. The drive took about an hour and a half, and when we finally arrived, Tracy pulled up to the office and I went inside to check in. I registered for all of us and got the keys for our three cabins. When I came back out I told Tracy the cabin numbers and she drove us over to the cluster. We got out of the car and unloaded our bags and the few drinks and snacks that I had brought from mecidiyeköy escort home. I told Rhonda that Tracy and I were going to get undressed and that we would be over to join them in their cabin in just a few minutes.

Inside our cabin Tracy and I put our things away in the kitchen and bathroom. I took off my clothes and came out of the bedroom. Tracy was undressed now too and we gave each other a naked hug in the living room.

‘Thanks for driving down.’ I told her. ‘I’ve never sat in the back seat of my car before!’

‘I know.’ She answered. ‘It looked like you and Rhonda were getting comfortable back there though.’ I detected a sly dig in her tone. Then she laughed. ‘She sure does like showing off, doesn’t she?’

‘Am I supposed to complain?’ I shrugged my shoulders. I have seven women that I’ve got to watch out for today. So I’m just watching.’ I grinned and Tracy grabbed my dick, playfully. She gave it a squeeze and we turned and walked outside.

The air felt wonderful. The sky was clear and it was forecast to be a beautiful weekend. We walked next door to Rhonda’s cabin and knocked on the door.

‘C’mon in.’

Rhonda was standing in the kitchen Tammi was just coming out of her bedroom. She had undressed and I admired her lovely teen body. As she and Tracy stood together with their matching pubic trims I marveled at the beauty of these two lovely young ladies.

Tracy took Tammi’s hand and led her out the door. ‘Let’s go. I want to show you all around this place. You’ll love it!’

‘Bye mom. See you later.’

‘Have a good time honey. We’ll be by the pool.’ Rhonda called as her daughter walked out the door.

Rhonda turned to me. ‘I can’t believe we’re really here. I’ve been dreaming about this place ever since Trish first told me about it. It’s not anything like I expected. It’s so nice. And when I take off this dress I won’t have to put anything back on again until Monday! I feel so free!’

I smiled and told her. ‘It’s a wonderful place and I’m sure we’ll all have a good time.’

Rhonda stepped closer to me and her voice became more sultry. ‘And Rob I feel naughty being here alone with you right now. Did you like being able to stare at my pussy in the car this morning?’

I nodded my head. ‘You have no idea what a turn on it is for me to be able to just watch you when you’re naked and exposed.’

She leaned back against the counter. ‘Undress me.’

I put my hands on the top of her dress and pulled the first few snaps open, exposing her lovely breasts. Her nipples were hard and full. I pinched one between my finger and thumb.

‘Ooo Rob! I’m so horny!’

I pulled the next few snaps and opened the dress. It fell away from Rhonda’s tight smooth belly. Her shape is far better than most other women her age. She shrugged her shoulders and the straps fell from her arms. The dress dropped to the floor. As I bent to pick it up, she placed her hands on my head and guided my mouth to her crotch. As she spread her legs apart I stuck out my tongue and licked her crack. She was wet and tasty. She held my head tightly to her pubic bone.

‘Rob, I feel so hot right now. I need to be fucked.’

I stood up and kissed her. She drove her tongue deep into my mouth and we traded spit for over a minute. Her hand was squeezing my cock and it was growing hard with excitement. We stepped over to the sofa and I pulled her down onto my lap.

‘Tell me Rob, do you think I have a sexy figure?’

She was begging for compliments and I had no reason not to comply. ‘You are one of the sexiest women I have ever met and I want to fuck you right now.’

She grabbed my dick and started to shove it into her cunt.

‘No.’ I said. ‘I want to fuck you from behind. I want to look at that sweet ass.’

I pushed her up and she scooted over to my side and put her hands on the back of the sofa. She stuck her ass out and I grabbed her hips.

‘Oh yeah! Put it in me! Can you feel how wet I am?’

I ran my fingers up her slit before jamming my dick in her hot hole. She was dripping. I slid all the way in on the first try. She cried out and we began a pumping motion that quickened with every stroke. I held her ass tightly as I rode her. Rhonda was sighing and her breath was heavy. Sweat began to ooze from my brow. My belly was slapping her ass. She turned around and told me to cum inside her.

‘I want it all! And I want it hard! Cum inside me. I want to feel you shoot it up into my belly!’

I was getting close. I reached around and pinched her nipple again.

‘Oh escort bayan taksim yes! Pull on it! Oh I love it!’

‘C’mon Rhonda. Cum with me! I’m cumming! Ooohhh!’

I felt the first explosion and I shot it deep inside her. She began to cry and I felt her pussy walls roll as the first wave of her orgasm began. I continued to shoot gobs of semen into her quivering cunt. I held her hips to prevent us both from falling into the couch. As our mutual orgasm came to an end we held our sweaty bodies together. I loved the feeling of pressing myself into her butt. When she turned her head and tried to kiss me, I was forced to let her go. Our mouths meshed together and we fell to the sofa, kissing and caressing each other.

“God I need a shower!’ I said as we broke our kiss.

‘So do I. Is there one by the pool? I want to do it in front of everybody!’

‘OK.’ I told her. ‘But we must be discreet. The rules here are very clear about public displays of affection, so give me a kiss and we’ll go out and be with the rest of the world.’

‘All right.’ She said. ‘But let me just clean myself up a little.’ She walked into the kitchen and grabbed a paper towel. First she wiped her bare hand on her pussy and caught a huge puddle of our combined cum and licked it from her hand. Then she scooped another and brought it to me. I licked it clean.

She sat on the coffee table and spread her legs apart. I watched as she used the towel to wipe away the last traces of our lovemaking. She looked up into my eyes.

‘That was so satisfying. I want you to know that my legs will be spread wide open for you all weekend. Even if you can’t fuck me at the moment, just know that I want you and I’ll take you whenever I can. Now let’s go have that shower and swim.’

She stood up and tossed the paper in the waste basket. Then she walked over and we kissed again. Then, hand in hand, we walked out the door and across the park to the pool area.

The pool area was crowded. I got some towels and did manage to find two chaises close to the water. I put the towels down to claim them and we walked to the showers at the end of the pool. There were plenty of men’s eyes following Rhonda as they eyed the fresh new face and body at the club. We showered together and pushed the envelope on the rules about touching, by washing each other. Still I noticed a lot of watchers.

When I turned off the shower we both dove into the pool. We swam for a few minutes then waded into the shallow water and stood talking for a moment. I recognized Tracy’s friend Carol on the deck. She saw us and came into the water to greet me.

‘Hi Rob.’ She said somewhat nervously, not knowing who Rhonda was. ‘Is Tracy here with you? Where’s Trish?’

I quickly realized the situation and introduced Rhonda. ‘Carol this is our friend Rhonda. Yes Tracy is here. She’s showing Rhonda’s daughter Tammi around the resort. Trish will be here in a little while. She’s bringing Teri and some other friends down for the weekend. If you look around, I’m sure you’ll find Tracy: or she’ll probably show up here at the pool pretty soon.’

Carol looked relieved. ‘Oh that’s great! I think I’ll go and try to find her.’ She swan away and stepped out of the pool and we watched her cute young ass as she wandered off in search of her friend.

Rhonda looked at me with a twinkle in her eye. ‘Folks who know you here might think that you’re fooling around and wonder where Trish is, eh?’

‘I don’t really know that many people here really. But Trish knows a lot of them, so we could be starting a few rumors.’

Rhonda winked at me again. I could tell she was in a mischievous mood. She stepped up out of the pool and walked over to the chaise. She wiped herself with the towel and then walked back to the pool’s edge. She placed the towel on the deck and then sat down on it. She pulled her knees up to her chest and then spread them apart. Standing in the water, I found myself at eye level with her wide open pussy. I looked into her eyes and saw the smile on her face. I grinned back, knowing that this was her favorite activity, exposing herself completely. I looked around and noticed that several men were watching her little show. And a couple swam over close to me to get a better look.

Then I felt a hand on my leg under the water. It moved up my thigh and brushed my dick as a redhead emerged from the water. It was Kelly and her husband Tom, who we had met in the hot tub on one of our previous visits. I remembered that Kelly had flirted with me that night. She rubbed the water from her eyes escort and then spoke.

‘Hey Rob. Where’s Trish? You have a new girl friend?’

I was a little taken aback by her forwardness. ‘Hi Kelly. Hi Tom. Trish is on her way down here. Say hi to our friend Rhonda.’

Rhonda spread her legs open wider and reached between them to shake Tom’s hand. His eyes only left her pussy for a second as he looked at her face and acknowledged the greeting.

Kelly sensed that we were probably going to be including sex as a part of our weekend together and asked, ‘Did you leave the kids at home?’

‘Oh no. Tracy and Rhonda’s daughter Tammi are already here. Trish is bringing Teri and another friend down with her. They should be here soon.’ I was beginning to hope that she arrived soon, so I wouldn’t have to do all this explaining.

Kelly looked back into Rhonda’s gaping cunt with a touch of lust in her eye. ‘Well it’s nice to have you here. Will you be at the dance tonight?’

‘I’m sure we will. I think Trish reserved a big table. There’ll be about ten of us.’

‘Sounds like a party!’ Kelly winked. ‘See you tonight!’

As they swam away Rhonda whispered, ‘She’s pretty hot! I think she likes you. And I know that Tom was enjoying the view.’

‘You are such a tease! I need Trish to get here soon and rescue me!’ I winked at Rhonda and we laughed together. Then she seductively put her finger on her pussy and slowly stroked it right in front of my face. I was glad that I was standing in the water, because even with a pool full of naked bodies al around me, I was getting turned on by Rhonda again.

I noticed some movement to my left and turned to see Tracy, Tammi and Carol all stepping down into the pool. There were plenty of eyes watching these three young teens as they joined me in the water.

‘Hey Rob.’

‘Hi Trace. What have you guys been doing?’

‘We went down by the stables and then over to the playground. There’s a huge volleyball game going on. We watched it for a while and then we ran into Carol. She told us you were over here and we decided it was time to cool off in the water. How do you like it here Rhonda?’

Rhonda smiled. ‘This place is fantastic. I’ve never felt so free before! I think I could live here forever.’

‘Yeah, it’s pretty nice. But I like our house just as much. Not so many people.’

Rhonda thought about Tracy’s answer for a moment. Then she smiled. ‘Yeah, I could live there too.’ She winked at Tracy, then at me. I was hoping even more that Trish would show up soon.

And just like that, my prayers were answered. I saw her waving as she walked towards the pool.

‘Hi guys! Have you been here long?’

She and Dawn, Teri and Amy all stood above me on the pool deck. I hurried and got out of the water and greeted her with a kiss on her cheek.

‘Hi honey. I’ve been missing you. Everybody wants to know where you are. I’ve had a lot of explaining to do!’

Trish looked down at Rhonda and giggled. ‘I’m sure you have. The poolside rumor mill is probably humming right now! Well never fear. I’m here to rescue you. Do you have any place to sit?’

I pointed to the two chaises that we still hadn’t used. Trish put her bag down and prepared to get in the water. Dawn was looking all about and taking in the sights.

I touched her arm and asked, ‘What do you think? Is it like you imagined?’

She smiled at me and answered. “I never really knew what to think. But I’m really glad to be here with you guys. I think I’d be nervous if I didn’t know anybody.’

I winked back. ‘Well I don’t think there’s much question that I am here with the prettiest bunch of women at the whole park!’ I lowered my voice. ‘I know that there are a hundred guys here who wish they were me.’

Teri spoke up. ‘Mom, I’m going to show Amy the horses. Can we go for a ride?’

‘I think it’s too late today, honey, but if you want to make reservations for tomorrow, you can do that.’

‘OK. Who else will want to come?’ She looked around at us all. Tracy and Tammi were nodding their heads.

‘Why don’t you tell them to hold six horses and we’ll let them know?’

‘OK mom. See you later.’

Teri and Amy ran off. It was obvious that Amy felt totally relaxed being naked and I figured it was probably because her friend Amy made her feel that way.

I looked around and spotted a couple more vacant chaises. I told Trish that I was going to gather them. Rhonda stood up and together, she and Dawn and Trish and I pulled six loungers together on the deck. We sat down and settled into a sunning mode. Of course that also included watching everyone else at the pool. Tracy and Tammi joined us when Carol excused herself to get back to her family. The sun felt warm and I even started to doze off.

Watch for 18 Another Angel Weekend