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The Next Day

By: Salvor-Hardon



The two of them slept in. It had been a late night, and the day promised to stretch out before them. The extra sleep would do them both good. And the bliss of laying wrapped in each other's arms had its own attraction that was difficult to overcome. Tim opened a bleary eye to look at the clock and the glowing electric 11:12. 

"Amy... you awake yet?" He whispered the words at the back of her head, in a voice just above audible. "Amy?"

There was still no response from the woman in his bed. He reached down to where he could slip into her pussy. He gently slid just his fingertip along the lines of her skin, barely touching the sensitive spots. She turned to open wider, though still seemed lost in her dreams. Tim wondered if she was dreaming the touches he gave her, so he whispered again "Let me take you to a place of unknown passion and glorious sensations. "

"Mmmmm yes... I'll follow you anywhere... " Her voice was distant and soft, reaching the miles between dreaming and waking. Tim pushed a little deeper and found her clit starting to stir beneath its hood. He rubbed it tenderly, up one side and down the other. She began moaning and enjoying the attention with an obvious pleasure. 

"Come my flower, my precious rose... open to me... bloom for me. " His whisper in a French accent nearly started him laughing at his own mischief. Though she did part her legs further and raised her hips to meet his touch. Her eyes flickered beneath the lids, and her chest started rising and falling in a deeper rhythm. He leaned close to her ear and in words softer still he breathed "ready for the rest of your 24 hours?"

Her eyes opened instantly and she spun to face him. It took her a few tries of opening and closing her mouth before the words came out "You sure know how to take a girl form one extreme to the other, don't you... Sir. "

"And the extremes are still before us... rise and shine cupcake. "

Amy rolled out of bed and stood in her slave position at the foot of the bed. "How may I best please you this morning, Sir?"

"I think we both need a shower... I'm useless in the morning without one. "

Tim got out of bed and lead Amy by the hand to the bathroom. It was rather large, almost twice the size of any she had ever seen. The shower itself was a large tiled corner with two edges walled off with ascending glass bricks. It recessed in the floor about half a foot, and had a locker room shower in the middle; a seven-foot pole with a three foot ring at the top. As Tim adjust the knob, the ring began to shoot water down upon them. 

Leading her to stand next to the shower pole, Tim then produced a pair of cuffs, and her secured he to the metal tube, unable to move escape the room or the water. Amy closed her eyes and enjoyed the heavy rain of the shower, the warm water whisking away the last remnants of the sweat and bubbles from last night. Tim started to lather soap on her shoulders and she gave herself over to the experience. The joy of having him rub the slick suds over her form was both relaxing and exhilarating at the same time. 

Her revelry was broken when he leaned her forward and she heard another click. Amy tried to stand but found she was attached to something that prevented her from standing up again. Here she was, bent at the waist, exposed to Tim completely and no way to hide herself. Though he had seen her, and even had the toys in her last night, the feeling was different... more helpless, more vulnerable. He had captured her in a moment of unguarded relaxation and suddenly thrown her into openness she hadn't known. The anticipation and waiting for him built in the few second since she heard the click. 

She could hear him walk away, and she turned to see his bare ass wander back to his room. He returned with a small box that he brought into the shower with him. He held it so she could see the contents, a large purple dildo, nearly 10 inches long and very thick, a tube of lube, and a string of beads... each larger than the next. 

The water was still falling and coursing around her, as he opened the tube and began to apply the lubricant to her pussy and ass. She could feel the difference between gel and water... the gel being colder, slicker, not moving as the water did. She held her breath, as she looked at the two toys, and then glanced over at Tim's now erect cock, water splashing around it, causing it to glisten. She wondered what would go where and would he finally fuck her like she wanted. 

He leaned over her, wrapping his arm around her waist as he positioned the phony phallus at her opened lips. He touched the tip to her flesh, and she flinched. He adjusted to align it properly, and now Amy could flex her hips and allow the plastic to enter, pressing against her walls, stretching her as it slides in. She gasped as she was filled gradually and slowly. He finally had more in her than she herself though capable of accepting, and she panted, as she was amazed at how full she felt. It was then that she realized that Tim hadn't spoken a word since entering the shower... his silence eerily uncomfortable. 

"Tim? Tim?" Her voice trembled and echoed off the walls. He merely pressed a finger to her lips and then traced it along her neck to her shoulders and hips. The others joined his fingertip, then his palm was flat on her ass. He gently spread the mounds apart and laid the string of beads on the edge of her opening. She could feel him positioning himself behind her, and placing his cock against the bead. He presses against her, pushing the bead in as he pops in behind her. She gasped roughly as he slid out, but then he again lined up a bead and tenderly inserted it with his member. After the third bead, she was more relaxed at the process and she could take them in more quickly. All total she counted six beads, but she wondered how many total there were. 

She lifted her face, craning back to let the water splash her face. She needed the reminder of where she was and what she was doing. She loved the feel of him being inside her ass. And now with beads and dildo in both holes, she anticipated him moving around to stick himself in her mouth. Instead he quickly pulled the dildo out, causing her to draw in a deep breath, feeling suddenly empty, then she felt him slide his cock in, with equally speed and lack of delicacy. She could feel the difference, he was not nearly the size of the oversized toy, but his entrance made a more impacting sensation. He was warm where it was cold. He was pulsing, subtly, not vibrating or moving, but she could feel his pulse, his heartbeat even in the vein of his cock. She felt his hips placed squarely against her cheeks, his hands at her hips, his feet brushed against her own. 

He held still within her for a moment, as if gathering his concentration. Shifting his weight, she felt the movement exaggerated within her. Then in small twitches at first, he began moving in and out. The sound of the water drowning out their breathing, the random splashes the only sound she heard. A few seconds and his movements had increased into more of the fucking she had longed for. She moaned, and tried squeezing his shaft with her muscles. As she did so, she found she was squeezing the beads in her ass, which sent ripples of excitement colliding between the two holes and cascading outwards through the rest of her body. 

Finally she called out "oh god!" no longer able to keep silent. Tim responded with his own grunt and began thrusting harder. Both them now gave voice to the feelings of climax and release. Amy felt her body quiver with her orgasm and she grasped the pole to hold herself up. Tim continued thrusting, using all he could to press within her. He too came, and she felt him release inside of her, adding a new heat to her burning walls. 

They stood there for the eternity of a few moments, each catching their breath and letting the tension flow away like the water down the drain. Tim eventually fell out of her pussy, and the n he placed one hand on the small of her back. He said hoarsely "I'm going to take the beads out now. "

Amy was surprised, she had almost forgotten them, and his mention of them made her suddenly aware of their presence again. "Just relax Amy. Let them fall out. " He was gentle and reassuring keeping the contact of his hand on her back at all times. She felt them exit and the heard the faint pop as each Tim eased each one out at a time. As the last one came out, she breathed a long sigh and just stood, in her bent of over posture trying to compose herself. 

"That was for your 'my ass' comment last night. Now be careful of your tongue, or we shall have other exercises to train your speech. " He slapped her butt in a mock spanking not nearly enough force to do anything but make a noise. Then turning the water off he undid the cuffs and helped her stand up right. The towel was soft and gentle as he dried her off. Guiding her back to the bed, he laid her down and lifted the cover over her. "Rest up for a bit. I'm running into town for a while, and shall leave you alone for the afternoon. The only rules are do not open the door, don't put on clothes and don't go in the basement. " She started to drift back to sleep, basking in the afterglow of her climax. The last words she heard were "be a good girl and I'll bring you back a treat when I return. "

It was past 1:00 when she woke up. The afternoon sun was outside the window and Amy finally sat up and stretched. She didn't know when Tim would be back, or what he had planned for her, so she made her back for a regular shower to manage her wild bed hair. She took a moment to dry off then made her way outside to sun. Last night's game in the hot tub made her realize that his back yard was completely isolated except for passing planes and such. And hell, pilots need a good peek now and again. 

After an hour or so of baking, Amy went inside to eat and watch TV. AS she sat down on the couch, she realized how comfortable going without clothes could be. A few music videos, an episode of Real World and Road Rules, later and finally she heard Tim return. He entered with a teasing "Hi honey, I'm home. Were you a good girl?". 

"oh yes... a very good girl. "

"Excellent... then take this bag into the bedroom and put on only the clothes you find inside. "

Amy took the bag in a half grab and hurried to the bedroom. She found a short leather mini-skirt and white blouse. A black g-string and stocking were the only things in the bag. She put them on and took a moment to check her look in the mirror. A bit sleazier than she likes, but not whorish... or not obviously whorish. She padded back to him in stocking feet, enjoying the silk that clung to her legs. 

"How do I look?" She twirled to show him all the angles. 

"Quite nice... quite appropriate for the evening too. " He then handed her a large box. Knee high stiletto boots, a bolero jacket, and fedora... all of them in black. Amy had them on quickly, and made the outfit complete. Tim stared at her, taking her in, burning the image into his memory. The jacket was just enough to hide the now erect nipples Amy had, aroused by his attention and the stares she was sure to get if she wore this outside. 

"Now... Let's take a little trip. You've been cooped up too long today. " He had a wicked grin as he said it, and she wondered what he had in mind. Amy was a vision in the dark color, with shirt drawing attention to her cleavage. And if she turned too quickly, the jacket would flare and give a glimpse of her nipples. His last box before leading her outside was a small one, with a black velvet choker with silver accents around it. Now they were ready to go. 

The drive was just over an hour... but in Tim's convertible, with the sun setting, the time seemed to merely slip away. They enjoyed the radio, and every time Amy asked what they were doing or where they were going, Tim merely smiled and said it was a secret. They found their way to an adult toy store in the next town. Tim parked around back, and the two of them entered at the side entrance. 

Amy was surprised at the store's interior. It wasn't the nasty "trench coat and sticky floors" that she imagined. The place was very well lit, all the items in boxes on shelves, a few were out for display, but not demonstration, as the signs clearly stated. She giggled a little to think of someone coming in and saying "Please show me how to use that 15" dildo" and the sales girl shoving it up his ass. 

"Now then... if you behave and do as your told... you can have one of anything you like in this store. IF you don't, I pick one of what I like to use on you. We'll be home just in time for either instance. " Tim had a playful, mischievous tone, hinting that either option would be fun. But she had promised 24 hours of obedience, so she was going to go through with it... and then get Tim back the next time she played. Tim brought her back from the imagining with the encouragement of "Take a few moments to look around. If you find something you like take it over to the counter and ask Tina to hold it for you. Then meet me over by the other corner in 20 minutes. "

Amy strolled through the aisles of vibes and dildos, but eventually found herself looking at cock rings and other male restraints. The revenge plot for Tim was forming in her mind, and getting him to pay for his own revenge just seemed somehow appropriate. She picked one up and walked it over to the cute blonde girl behind the counter. "Are you Tina?"

"Yes... you must be Amy. "

"That's me... will you hold this for me?"

"Sure... oh and by the way, between us girls... whatever he says, don't be afraid. "

"What?!?" Amy was in shock that this stranger was in on her secret. What had Tim told her? Did she know she was a slave? Was Tim going to do something with the two of them? The questions raced through her mind in a blur. Amy finally managed to squeeze out "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"Tim... he said you two have been dating a while and that he had a surprise for you... he was in earlier setting things up. Just go with it and it'll be great. Oh and I love your outfit. You look great in it. "

At least Tim had given some kind of cover story other than "she's my fuck puppet". And hell, the outfit was even getting stares from women... she must look hotter than she thought. She straightened the jacket, and winked at Tina. "Thank you... " she felt like she should say something more, but was still wondering what Tina already knew of what was ahead, so she just trailed off. Looking around, she found the corner where Tim was waiting and headed over. 

He was standing in front of a dark curtain. As Amy approached, he took her hand and lead her back past it. The hall way was dark, with light barely creeping out of small rooms off to one side. As they past, she could hear loud bass tones thumping behind them, and the distant drowned out voices of cheers and whistles. The suspicions about the outfit and the place began to come together and she trembled at the thought. "Tim! You aren't going to make me do that are you?"

"DO what?" He kept leading her further down the hall. 

"Strip. In front of an audience. " Her voice cracked on the last part of her statement. 

"That was the general idea... but its ok... it'll be a small audience, and you'll do fine. "

"Tim NO! in front of you is one thing, in front of strangers, hell no!"

"You're backing out? You want another 24 hours to go on the slave clock?"

"No... you didn't say anything about adding more time... "

"And you didn't say anything about backing out. You are my slave and I command you to go out and dance. "

"Fine! But I'll have your dick for a pen holder when I'm done. "

"Fine... so long as it's a really big pen. "

Amy merely stuck her tongue out at him as the only response she could muster. She grudgingly followed him into the small waiting room. There was a computer screen with a list of various songs, etc. Tim selected "Leave your hat on" by Joe Cocker and turned to face Amy. "Amy... as your friend... trust me. " And then he slipped out to make his way out front of the stage. 

Again... there was that word "trust". Tina had said something and now Tim was saying it again. There must be something going on. There's more to it than she knows. Tim has been good to her so far, and he has been a decent friend. She saw the count down ticker on the monitor flash 5... 4... 3 What the hell... this was a weekend for new adventures anyway. 

She heard the first few notes of the song and then burst out from behind the curtain. She didn't even bother to look out at the audience. She didn't care. This was her dance now. Not even a dance for Tim or an act of obedience for his stupid game. She was dancing for herself, for her own adventure and heart pounding thrills. This moment was a moment of liberation and freedom, even as part of her slavery. 

High deliberate steps as she made her way out to the pole in the center of the small stage. As she strode past, she hooked her fingers around it and swung around quickly. The jacket got the air as she spun and bulged out and away from her chest. Her free hand went to her hat to hold it on as she leaned back. Twice around the pole and then she wiggled as she stepped back toward the curtain. Both hands on the small labels of the jacket and she slid it down her back, pinning her arms back, thrusting her chest out. she felt the cold room air on her exposed skin bringing her nipples to a peak. 

She turned around again, facing the black space where the audience sat. She could hear cheers and voices, but nothing registered as words. She did a few steps that moved her in small half twirls. She then let the jacket fall completely and she swung her arms up and out as it left her. Spinning back to face the curtain she reached behind her to undo the skirt. As the zipper opened up, she bent over, and whisked the material away to reveal her proud ass sticking straight up in the air. Her ass was perfect. Her skin a pale ivory that looked as it was as soft as newly spun silk. The g-string hid only her hole, the cheeks glistening in the spotlight. She stood back up and immediately began at the buttons of her shirt. 

As each button opened up and the moment of exposing her breasts to the world drew closer, she could feel her heart beating faster. The thrill and excitement was electrifying as she ripped the shirt from her body and tossed it aside. She heard a new eruption of cheers as her boobs caught the light. 

The song was nearing the end, and she didn't want to stop just yet. She knew it would take too long to get the boots off, but she wanted one more wave of cheers and hoots. Without thinking she reached down and yanked the g-string, throwing it into the audience as she did. One last eruption and the song ended and the lights went black. As she was about to go behind the curtain, the house lights came on. 

She turned, curious as to why the lights would come up so quickly. She saw only Tim, sitting next to a small panel that controlled the lights. He pressed a button and she heard the eruption of the taped crowd come through the speakers. 

"You mean you were the only one here?"

"Told you that you could trust me. " His smile was a mix of relief and mischief. She could tell that he half regretted putting her through it and yet ecstatic that she had done it. 

"You know... if you ever wanted to go professional, you'd be amazing. "

"Of course... you had any doubt?" Her own excitement was still causing her heart to beat a mile a minute and the thrill made her more confident than she had ever known. 

"You ready to go home? It's nearly 9:00 now and will be 10:00 by the time we get there. "

She looked around at the empty room that had filled her with so much excitement. With a half smile she said "Yeah... lets go. "


The Next Day



He tossed her a bag. "You might want to get dressed first. "

"Oh yeah... thanks. " He had brought her a pair of sweat pants and a T-shirt. She changed and dressed soon enough and Tina stopped by with the plain brown bag with Amy's package. Amy and Tim then left through a back door, very near the car, and were soon headed back. 

Halfway home, with the moon well in the sky, Tim looked at the clock in the dash. "Hmmm stil 15 minutes. Think you could give me a blow job as we drive?"

"Sure no problem... just promise me two things. "

"What's that?"

She winked as she undid his pants. "One... don't crash. And two, we play again when we get back to your place. "

"You feel like losing again?"

"No... I want you for 24 hours" and she slipped her lips around his hard shaft for the last fifteen minutes. The only intelligible words he can make were "You've got a deal."



The Next Day



The day before...

My wife and I were checking our email when we came across a swingers ad. The photo was simple yet appealing; inviting us to take a look. I moved the mouse to the 'delete' button when my wife said, "No interest in that?" with a hint of curiosity in her voice.

"Well," I started. You have to realize that thinking fast is something one must do around my wife. She can read your thoughts through the silence. "Swinging?" I continued. I was curious as to why she was so curious. 

"Why not!?" she replied. Her tone offering an open and easy feel to the conversation. I minimized the window so that I wouldn't be distracted and turned to my wife. "Are you bi?" I asked.

"I'm curious, " she replied with a grin.

My heart instantly began to beat faster; visions of seeing my wife with another woman flash before my eyes. I had to know more. "Do you want to have sex with someone else?"

"I don't think so. I think I'm bi-curious. Why don't we join that site and see?"

I blinked several times to make sure my eyes weren't playing tricks on me... perhaps I'm dreaming! "Ok! I'm game!" Dream or not, I've got to see where this goes! I guide the mouse to the banner and click on it. A new page opens instructing us to fill out a profile. Together, we make suggestions and fill out the form. After just a few minutes, we were looking at the home page of our first swingers site. I couldn't help but feel aroused yet in over my head.

My wife suggested we visit the chat room; so I click on it. The page loads slowly. Anticipating a chat, I make myself comfortable and pull up a chair for her. Soon the words are scrolling by instantly as people continue to talk amongst themselves. Few take the time to welcome a new chatter. 

We respond quickly with simple 'hello's and 'thank you's' as we try to stay out of the conversation yet remain polite. One conversation between an obvious couple and a single woman caught our attention. As my wife and I discussed their responses to one another, we came to the conclusion that they had met recently offline. It became obvious that not only did the husband watch his wife with this other woman but he enjoyed her as well.

"Why would I want to be with another woman with you in the room?" I said to my wife.

"For something different? To share an experience like this WITH your partner? To spice things up? To keep things interesting?" she responded quickly. "Why do you think this couple enjoy swinging?" she continued about the couple in chat.

"I don't know!" I responded quickly but I knew why. "Would you 'be with' someone else's husband?"

"Well, what's the situation?" she replied with a grin.

I hate it when she answers a question with a question but the woman does have a point. Situations vary so its safe to say that her reaction would be determined by the approach. I can hear my wife talking but I can't understand a word she says. My mind races with thoughts. 'Is she interested in someone else? Is she cheating on me already? Bi-curious? Where did that come from?" 

I snap out of my thought induced trance to try to catch up with my wife's words. "...I was thinking you might enjoy some fantasy play," she finished.

"Fantasy play! This could be fun. I reached out to place my hand on her knee. She looked at me with a grin as her legs began to relax and fall to the side. My hand instinctively runs slowly up her thigh and to her velvety panties. I lean and whisper in her ear, "Close your eyes. Imagine my hands are a woman's. Tell me what to do."

Her eyes closed and I watched her respond without word to my touch. I took the blind fold from the secret spot and placed it upon her head. I laid her back onto the bed placing her hands straight out to the side, "Don't move them," I instructed. As I pleasured her with my tongue, I tried to imagine what it might be like to watch her in this position with a woman doing what I'm doing. My dick became instantly hard.

To make a long night of sex short... we had wild monkey love for hours while she remained blind folded. I took advantage of her body in ways that she had never allowed me before. In the end, we never decided whether or not 'swinging' or any forms of 'the lifestyle' was for us but we did have this incredible night of sex... but that's another story completely.

The next day...

This is where the story really begins. I arrived at home from work at my usual time. Pulling up to the back of the house, I park in my usual spot taking caution to not hit the unknown vehicle parked on the other side. I gather my things from my car, check out the GTO in the drive and wonder 'who could this belong to?'

Entering the house, everything is quiet. The dog didn't rush the door, no television, no radio. Cautiously, I make my way down the hall to the closed bedroom door. I place my briefcase on the floor and gather my thoughts quickly. Who could be with her? Why are they in the bedroom? I know she's home.

I reach out to take the door knob in my hand, quietly and slowly turn it to open the door. I gently push the door open, almost afraid of what I might see. The first crack reveals a dark, dark room. My eyes begin to adjust quickly and make their way across the floor to the bed. The mirrored headboard and my birds eye view give only half the story.

I peek through the crack in the door to see my wife sitting on her knees in the center of the bed facing the door. Her hands roaming her naked body while her hips move slowly forward and back. She has pillows all around her and her head is leaning back; looking towards the ceiling. The view in the mirror shows her backside and an extra pair of hands roaming her buttocks and back. I didn't catch that at first but as soon as it registered I threw the door open as if I were mad and threw down the remaining items in my hand.

My wife's head comes down quickly to look at me; her body no longer moving. A shocked looked crosses her face. "Have a seat, honey," she said sweetly. I followed her command and I'm not sure why. I sat, crossing my legs and folding my arms in a defensive manner. "Just watch," she said as she started rocking back and forth.

I watched as the unknown hands explored my wife. Jealous tingles and excited erotic feelings fought each other in the depths of my stomach. The room is too dark to determine the gender of that hand yet my wife's high state of arousal has my raging hard on pushing against my slacks; begging to be let out!

My wife leans forward into the doggie position; the strangers hands grab the small of her back from behind. My eyes shift back and forth between the look of ecstasy on my wife's face and the view in the mirror. The butterflies in my stomach continue to flutter because I'm not exactly sure what I'm suppose to be doing. What part am I suppose to be watching? My wife's body becomes stiff then relaxes as waves of pleasure flow through her. When you've been having sex with the same woman for as long as we have, you know when they're about to cum... And she is.

Muffled lapping and licking sounds come from beneath my wife. The sounds become more intense when my wife announces proudly, "Yes! I'm coming!" I felt the pre-cum at the head of my dick. I tried to adjust it quickly but my wife reached her hand out for me. I stood and moved towards her. As I got closer and closer, I could see behind my wife's incredible ass long, tone legs then a beautiful pair of breasts. "Kiss me," my wife said in a 'come fuck me' voice.

I leaned down to kiss her and she raised up to meet me. The sounds of licking and slurping returned as my wife kissed me passionately; her hands running thru my hair. I feel better knowing she wasn't in bed with a man. I feel my wife slip something over my head. Trusting her, I allow it. I open my eyes when she's finished with the adjustments to see nothing. She's blindfolded me.

I feel the weight on the bed begin to shift and move. Someone reaches up and unfastens my belt and slacks. The change and keys in my pocket jingle as they hit the floor. Unsure about what to do next, I stepped out of them. Hands began to roam softly around my upper thigh while another pair loosened my tie and removed my shirt. Gently and without word, the two undressed me and eased me onto the bed. I listened intently to every little sound in the room. I tried to find my wife out of the two women as they tied me to the bed. The smelled exactly alike; bubble bath, cigarettes and Poison; my wife's favorite perfume.

The weight on the bed shifted again leaving me with a feeling of being alone. After several minutes I said, "Hello?" I have to admit, I was a little nervous when no one responded. I looked around but all I could see was black. I listened and heard nothing. My heart began to race again trying to keep pace with my mind. 

Just then I hear the flick of a lighter and soon I'm smelling a light cigarette. The pit of my stomach turns into knots as I try to figure a way out of the predicament I've found myself in. I pull gently against the restraints on my hands to no avail. I inhale deeply to try to relax yet I can't help feeling very nervous about this. 

Suddenly, I feel a touch at my feet.. Then the other one. I feel weight move onto the bed between them. I feel each inch as this person moves closer and closer. With each inch, my heart races faster and I'm suddenly very thirsty. Warm hands brush my penis then I feel something wet run up the shaft. My dick reacts with a jump. Hands move up the sides of my legs up to my waist. As the hands find my nipples, I feel a warm mouth engulfs my semi-erect dick making it instantly harder. The hands brush and pinch my nipples as the mouth continues about my shaft.

Additional weight is applied to the bed from my left. Instinctively, my head turns in that direction yet my mind is focused on the mouth around my cock; slurping sounds become louder and louder as my dick grows to its fullest state. The weight beside me seems to be lifting; maybe this person is standing... I can't tell. They aren't leaving though. The weight shifts equally on each side of me then I feel warm breasts brush against my stomach and two tongues running in opposite directions along the sides of my erection. I raise my head up, since it's the only part of me that I can move at the moment. My forehead bumps into something warn, and soft. With my nose I begin to explore. I feel what I assume to be a thigh to my left then quickly check the right side to find another thigh. I moved my elbows as much as I could. They, too, touched something warm and fleshy... and hard. A foot perhaps? I moved my head as if to look forward, stuck out my tongue and eased my head off the bed. I can't begin to tell you how turned on I was at this very moment with four hands and two tongues roaming my body freely and finding my wife's pussy at the end of my tongue. "Sit back," I demanded of her, yet still playing along with their 'he doesn't know which of us is doing what' game. I would love to have this blind fold and restraints off but its probably a good thing I'm tied up and can't see.

What happened next...

What happened next was probably the best sexual experience of my life. The feeling of helplessness and vulnerability yet knowing I could stop this at any time was making me crazy. Not being able to see made me more aware of every touch and sound in the room; each move the two bodies made. The thought that my wife set this up only super charged my feelings. I couldn't help wondering how far would she let this go and most importantly; how far should I? After all, I was expecting to come home to dinner and sex with my wife... I came home to this!

I lapped at the clit at the tip of my tongue while trying to hold back my own orgasm when suddenly everything stopped. The body on top of me rolled off the bed; the body at my feet slid down from between them. I lifted my head up in attempt to hear better and only felt my hard dick jump; the wet head resting just below my belly button. I laid my head back on the pillow, relaxing my body; using this opportunity to slow down my heart rate and most importantly, my first orgasm. 

Just when I feel as if I've got myself together, the bed starts to move and shake as the two join me a second time on the bed; one on each side. I tried to reach out to my sides to touch them but the restraints where too short. I took in each movement, scent, sound and moan. Without warning, many hands were moving about my midsection; tickling, rubbing, massaging. Soon gentle kisses were joining the dance; soft kisses around my nipples. My dick was swelling again and my heart rate quickened as I felt something slide over the head of my cock then down the shaft. Thinking and concentrating, I remember this as the feel of a condom. I haven't used one of these in years. I had forgot what they feel like. At the thought of this, I chuckled out loud. The hands and kisses stop. A long silent pause in the activity made me feel that my laugh was inappropriate; which of course made me laugh harder.

"What is so funny?" my wife said. My head turn to my right to the sound of her voice.

"Condom?" I asked with a grin.

My wife's response was a giggle. After a short pause she said, "Should we stop?" 

Then I felt one of them brush my dick with their hand. It responded so I quickly said, "No. Are you kidding?!"

The two ladies giggled then continued with their gentle touches. Their weight occasionally shifting as they tickle, tease and nibble every each of my body. I couldn't control my erection, it kept growing and getting harder inside its wrapper. It's so hard that it is no longer resting on my stomach. A pair of hands surround my shaft and the ladies began to move around the bed again; one coming to their knees over my face, the other guiding my manhood into her hot hole. I could hear the two kissing and knew they were just using me. This turned me on even more. A common man like me doesn't get this type of abuse every day... in fact, its never happened to me before.

No longer concerned about which woman was where, I began thrusting my hips up to meet the hungry pussy while my tongue lapped at the swollen clit. The girls moan and wiggle on me. "Mm. I like it when you do that," says the unfamiliar voice. I thrust my hips harder causing my wife to bounce wildly on my dick. The other woman screams, "Yes! Fuck her! Yes!!" as she leans forward for a better view. "I like to watch!" she exclaims. Her hand now at the base of my shaft holding it straight up. 

My wife glides her tight muscles up to the tip then quickly back down again. The moans becoming increasingly louder; the three of us ready to explode. I back my head away from my meal to beg, "Please, untie me!" Their only response was a giggle. "Please! I can't...!" I continued but not in time. I came with a force, sending my wife into orgasms. I went back to sucking the pussy on my face to pulsating multiple orgasms; enjoying their moans and muffled cries. When the lady on my face stopped moving back and forth, my tongue continued to tease her huge clit flicking it gently then rolling it around. 

Quickly, the two moved off the bed again. My heart was pounding too hard to hear each little sound. Sweat rolled down my face, my mustache soaking wet. I'm caught off guard at this moment by when hands grab my numb dick to remove the used condom. Using a warm rag, one or both of them cleaned me up then allowed me a drink through a straw. Still bound and not yet recovered, I start speaking into the darkness, "Can I be untied now?"

"No!" said the unfamiliar voice. "You don't deserve it yet."

"Well, fuck!" I said sarcastically.

My wife chimed in with, "That's exactly what we plan to do."

Just then I felt one of them sit between my feet. She leaned back to sit on her elbows; her hair tickled my balls, the soft skin of her back against my thighs. "I'm going to tell you what you wife is doing to me," she says. My mind started spinning. "She has the most amazing eyes," she continued then I hear the two kissing. "Mm. She kisses so good. She's now sucking my nipples." I could hear the soft moist sounds to prove it. "She's kneeling in the floor in front of me. Should I spread my legs for her?"

"Yes!! Yes!!" I cried. "Untie me! Take this blind fold off! Something!!"

She only giggled then proceeded to tell me what my wife was doing. "She is running her tongue up and down my shaved lips. Her hands are now moving up the inside of my thigh. Her fingers are pulling my lips open at the sides. Her tongue sliding inside my hole slightly then Oh moving up to the top. I'm moving to place my feet on her shoulders. Mm. You wife if very good at this. Mm. Does she suck your cock as well as she eats pussy? Mm. She's using one hand to finger fuck me, the other is tugging at my nipple. Mm. She's going to make me come again. Mm!" 

Suddenly, everything becomes still and quiet again. The woman is moving up my body but I can't tell what she's doing. Hands grab my hard cock again to put on another condom. The second its in place, I feel a strange pussy surround it quickly. Its been eleven years since I've felt a strange pussy on my dick. Her buttocks come to rest just below my belly button and I can feel that she's leaning back on her arms. A mouth then engulfs my balls, licking and sucking them then moving upwards. I can feel a chin hitting my raging hard on indicating to me that perhaps my wife is licking at her pussy again. Her hands move under my buttocks encouraging me to fuck her. I did just as I was silently instructed to do. Hard and fast while my wife sucked and licked the other woman's clit. The pussy wrapped tight around my cock then began to expand and contract. The woman's legs began to tremble. She began screaming for me to fuck her. I was doing the best I could in the position they had me in but I tried to fuck her harder. She begged for more cock while my wife encouraged me with, "Baby! I love watching your dick slide in and out! Fuck her! She wants it!" My wife couldn't be any more correct. 

I dug my feet into the bed and grabbed the restraints with my hands using them to pull me up the bed with forward motion my hips make. We're moving so fast in all directions when I realize that my blindfold is starting to shimmy off my head. The first thing I see is my wife's hands on a tiny tan waist. Curly red hair bounces just above my face. My eyes adjust as the darkness disappears more and more. The redhead is laying above me but not on me, her legs spread wide her ass moving up and down as my wife's hands instruct them to do. My naughty wife has a birds eye view and a tongue on everything. The wet sounds of her sucking and licking along with body slapping hard and screams of pleasure from the redhead while her pussy clamped tighter and tighter around my dick. Pushing against the bed; pulling against the restraints, I let out a cry and quickly let my hips fall to the bed. My wife grabbed my dick instinctively into her hands; quickly removing the condom. Her hands began to jack me off while I could feel her tongue around the head. The redhead starts to move, bringing her pussy over my face again. I don't think they realize that my blindfold is gone but I'm not saying a word! I look then begin to lick. My wife's hands move fast, the redheads' mouth is keeping up with the pace on my dick now. My head was so hard it was starting to throb. I knew I could come again any second. 

The unfamiliar voice said, "Come for me, baby." She then took my entire cock into her mouth. She pulled back a few inches then did it again. She didn't move until I was done. The two women held my lifeless penis in their hands; stroking and kissing it on the head. All I could see was this incredible view of shaved lips on a swollen puss. I lifted my head up and gave another good, long lick. With that she giggled and began to move down me; straddling me the entire way down. This girl was hot, that's for sure. Who is she though? I need her to turn around. 




The Next Day



When she arrived at the end of the bed, she stayed on her hands and knees. She was kissing my wife; who was kneeling at the end of the bed again. "Did you like that?" my wife said in a whisper to the girl.

"Um. Yes! Very much. Did you?"

My wife replied only with her wicked giggle and that can only mean one thing: she's not finished playing.



The Next Day



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The Next Day - sequel to Friday Night

I woke slowly. I realized I was still tied spread eagle on our bed. Lisa was still sound asleep. I began to think about the last 36 hours. Once again I was amazed to realize that I was getting hard just thinking about it. Could it really have only been that long. It seemed like forever. I was very unsure what the future was going to look like. I was about to get a glimpse however. 

Not much later Lisa awoke. As she shook off her sleepiness she cuddled up close. "How's my toy this morning?" she asked as she reached down for my cock. "Ooo, glad to see me. Can't wait to have your way with me, huh? Want to fuck me with this big, hard cock? Fuck me hard? Cum hard, deep inside me? Or maybe you want to cum in my mouth, and have me swallow every drop? Is that what you want? Oh, I know. You want to fuck my ass. Pound away and cum deep inside of me. Is that it?" She was taunting me mercilessly. I was rock hard by now. My cock throbbing. I was moaning incoherently.  I couldn't wait for her to release me. I just couldn't decide which of the scenarios she had just described I was going to live out first.

And with that she started to slowly stroke my cock. "Stop!" I insisted, "you said you'd untie me and you also said no more teasing."

"Peter, don't start being whiny already. First we agreed to wait until morning. We didn't say first thing in the morning. The morning doesn't end until noon. 11:59 is still morning. Secondly, I agreed to, and I quote, 'no more teasing tonight'. It is no longer 'tonight', its now this morning. No one talked about teasing this morning."

I could see I'd been had.  I was sure Lisa was going to keep her word, but nothing more than that. Which meant I was in for more torture for a few hours I feared. And with that she began to slowly stroke my cock. After the last two days of almost non stop cock teasing. And being brought to the edge of orgasm more times than I could count, only to be left hanging every time, I was crazed and ready to cum within a minute or two.

Lisa just smiled and kept slowly stroking my cock, keeping me right on the edge, just as she had for the last two days. Soon precum was freely flowing. "Its going to feel so good when you finally get to cum, isn't it babe? I can't wait to untie you and feel that big hard cock deep inside me. Maybe I should just do it now, what do you think?"

Yes her taunting was taking the whole element of teasing to yet another level. I knew nothing I could say or do would change Lisa's plans, whatever they were. She started to lick me, pushing me right to the edge and then holding me there with licks and flicks of her tongue in just the right places. But never quite enough.

I don't know how long she went on, pushing me right to the brink and then letting me cool off. She must have done it at least six times by now. I was moaning and begging and thrashing around. All to no avail. My cock was hard as steel, the head of it was a deep purple and my balls were swollen and sore. I was very near my absolute limit. Lisa must have known it too.

Suddenly she said, "I am too horny to keep this up any longer!" With that she spun around and lowered her sopping pussy to my face. As she did, I heard her say "If you do me really, really good, I'm going to release you. I'm ready to get fucked by that big hard cock."

I gave it my all. I licked between her lips and slid my tongue deep inside her cunt. Soon I was licking and biting her clit. As she started to squirm seriously I sucked on her love button as hard as I could and flicked it with my tongue constantly. Soon she exploded love juice all over my face. She collapsed on the bed next to me. Still touching my cock ever so gently.

After a few minutes she started to move a bit. Soon I realized she was doing something to my leg restraints. It finally dawned on me, she was undoing them. Was this it? Was she finally going to turn me loose?

She undid both of my legs. She positioned her self kneeling between my legs. And taking one nut in each hand she started a careful examination of them. Rolling them each between her fingers and thumb. "My God these are full" she giggled. "You REALLY must need to cum by now. I can't imagine what kind of a load this is going to be."

Suddenly she moved to a position straddling my torso, sitting on my lower ribcage. She leaned forward, which had the effect of hanging her tits right in my face. I quickly started to suck and lick her left nipple. To my surprise she let me continue. While I was working on her nipples she was undoing my wrist restraints. Soon she sat up with her hands on her hips and with a big smile on her face looked down at me and simply said, "Well?"

I was free! My sexy wife, who had been tormenting me mercilessly nearly non stop for two days was just sitting there smiling at me. And I wasn't moving. While my cock had evidently developed a mind of its own, my brain had apparently atrophied to the point of not functioning. Fortunately for me, my cock was all that would be necessary in the short term.

After a few more seconds of stunned inaction, I grabbed Lisa around the waist and flipped her on her back. (Lisa is built like a brick shit house, but not a very large woman. Being rather big and fairly strong, it isn't hard for me to pick her up or move her around.) I was instantly on top of her, and between her legs. The smile on her face only widened.

Normally I'm a pretty sensitive lover, caring about Lisa's pleasure just as much as mine. Right at this moment I didn't care if she still had a pulse! I rammed my cock in her fast and hard. Fortunately for us both she was in the same state of total animal lust I was and was as slick as could be. I fucked her as hard and fast as I could. Slamming my cock into her pussy over and over.

I doubt it lasted more than a minute. I exploded with the most violent, intense orgasm of my life. Some sort of primal scream came from my mouth, though I barely recognized that it was happening. My cock went through spasm after spasm of shooting cum deep insider her. I can only imagine the volume, but it took many ball draining contractions before it was over.

Lisa's legs were wrapped very tightly around my waist, squeezing me like a vise. The excitement of the whole experience and the animalistic aura of the situation had her cumming hard too. Even though she had cum just a short time before and this coupling had lasted far less time than was normally required to get her off.

We collapsed on the bed, holding each other close and breathing very hard. Neither of us spoke or even moved for quite some time. Not having slept much or well for the last two nights, I dozed off. I don't know how long it was, but I woke to Lisa stroking my cock. Soon I was wide awake, hard again and ready for more. I decided what I wanted next. I slapped Lisa, affectionately, on her ass and told her to get up on her hands and knees. I grabbed the KY out of the night stand and thoroughly lubed up my dick. I positioned myself behind Lisa and placed my cock head right against her ass hole. "Oh no, not that!" she whispered.

"Oh yes, that!" I replied. 

I grabbed Lisa by the hips and slowly pulled her onto my cock. I watched my cock disappear inside her, as her opening stretched wider and wider to accommodate me. I was soon buried balls deep in my wife's gorgeous round ass. I started to pump in and out, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Soon I was fucking her hard and fast. With each stroke Lisa let out a little moan. I could tell she wasn't enjoying this. Perhaps it was a slight sadistic streak, perhaps revenge for the last two days, in either case hearing her expressions of discomfort were turning me on all the more. 

Lisa was so tight back there that my cock was being squeezed very tightly. In spite of cumming fairly recently, I was quickly building to another climax. I was determined to make this last as long as I possibly could. I had learned something about delaying an orgasm in the last 48 hours however. I kept slamming in and out of Lisa's bum just as hard as I could. She was squirming and trying to pull away, but I held her tightly. Her struggles were stimulating my cock all the more and as she started to be vocal about her displeasure with having her ass violated I exploded deep inside her bowels. I held her tight to me as my cock went through its spasms, and only after I softened did I withdraw.

This time I was the only one to collapse on the bed, Lisa more or less stomped off to the bathroom. I must admit to having a rather wicked grin on my face for the first time in quite a while. As I laid there I started to wonder if I'd pissed Lisa off. She had promised that I could have my way with her and even mentioned anal sex herself the night before, but the way things had been going for the last two days, I wasn't sure what to expect when she came back.

It was quite some time before she returned. Much to my relief, she showed no sign of being upset. In fact she appeared to be acting exceptionally sexy and playful. At her suggestion we were off to the kitchen to get a bite of food. Lisa was doing her flirty, teasy "thing". Giving me quite an eyeful regularly, rubbing up against me and being very touchy, feely.

We spent then next couple of hours doing normal Sunday afternoon things, except for Lisa's sexy behavior. About mid afternoon Lisa suggested that we were both pretty sticky and ought to go take a shower - together. This sounded good to me. Off to the bathroom we headed.

Once in the shower, Lisa asked me to wash her. I was glad to accommodate. I spent a good deal of time on her breasts. I'm an incurable tit man. Lisa knows that she can use her nearly perfect chest to major advantage when it comes to controlling me. I concentrated significant attention on her nipples which were little steel points by now. After quite some time focused on her breasts I finally moved to her crotch. Soon she was holding herself up by wrapping her arms around my neck. I was pushing her closer and closer and finally over the edge into a shuttering orgasm. After a short time of hanging on me while she recovered, she finally supported herself enough to lean against the tile wall and started to soap up my cock and balls. Slowly and very gently caressing my already erect shaft. 

After a short time period of this I pointed out that she had promised no teasing today. Her counter went like this, "This isn't teasing, this is foreplay. When we're done here I'm going to take you into the bedroom. I'm going to lay you on the bed. And then while I play with your balls, I'm going to slowly and steadily suck and lick your cock. I'm going to build to the most mind blowing cum for you. Taking my time, but moving you constantly closer to cumming.  And when you are finally ready and just have to explode, I'm going to suck every drop of cum out of your balls through the head of your cock. And Peter, I'm not going to spill a drop."

This was having the obviously intended effect of driving me wild. By now I was the one weak in the knees and leaning against the tile, while Lisa was pressing her tits against my chest and looking straight into my eyes while she constantly stroked and massaged my cock and balls.

"Lets go to the bed now" I implored.

"You want me to stop this?" she stroked my cock hard and fast as she said this "Don't you like what I'm doing?" Lisa was playing with my mind again.

"I want you to suck my cock until I cum" was the best I could do.

"So you do want me to stop?" she asked as she stroked my cock.

"No you know I don't want you to stop! But I do want you to take me to bed and suck my cock!"

"Okay, lets go."

I literally dragged Lisa dripping wet into our bedroom and flopped on the bed. True to her word, she began the most unbelievable blow job I'd ever had. She was licking and sucking my cock while she played with my balls. She was slowly, but steadily bringing me up to an orgasm. It was much like what she had done for the two prior days, except it kept building, never backing off. I was getting wild. I had a hold of her by the hair and was literally fucking her mouth. She didn't seem to mind. She was intent on attacking my cock with her lips and tongue. Soon I couldn't take any more. I erupted. Lisa sucked for all she was worth. True to her word, she didn't lose a drop. She held my balls as I came. Gently squeezing every last bit out of them. As I finally untensed, she laid next to me and held me close. She kissed me fully. I could taste my own cum as she snaked her tongue deep in mouth. While she had never done this before, I knew what this was. While I'd never tasted my own cum before, women had been doing this since the beginning of time. I was smart enough not to complain. 

Once again I was drained. In all ways. We lay in each others arms, dozing off and on for I don't know how long. I was extremely satisfied. And happy. I sensed Lisa was too. Finally we mustered the energy to get up and put on some clothes. It was nearly time for dinner by now. Lisa got me a beer and suggested I watch the game while she fixed us something to eat. I wasn't sure if I should be suspicious or if Lisa was simply proving to me that when she promised me a day of pure pleasure for waiting one more night to cum, she was going to keep her word. As she fixed us a wonderful meal I finally decided that Lisa was just trying to make sure that she could get me to go along with just about anything she wanted by making sure I'd believe what ever payoff she promised. My head was still spinning over the whole weekend, but I must admit I'd never felt happier.

Much earlier than normal I said I was going to turn in. I was truly drained and exhausted. Sleep was all I could think about. Uncharacteristically Lisa said she would join me. Normal she isn't an early to bed person and when I do, she usually sits up and reads. Shortly we were both in bed cuddling gently. I was on the verge of dozing off when Lisa started to stroke my cock again. "Baby, there is no way!" I said sleepily.

"Wanna' bet?" was her reply.

I couldn't imagine there was any way that Lisa could get me off again after what had already gone on today. She seemed determined however. "Peter, this cock belongs to me now" she said matter of factly. "I can make it cum, or NOT cum as I choose. Do you want to bet whether or not I can make you cum again right now?" 

If I'd learned anything in the last couple of days, it would be not to make a bet like that with Lisa. "No, I don't want to bet" I replied.

"Smart choice" she said. "Now just lay back and enjoy."

So I did.

Lisa got out some oil and knelt between my thighs. It did take a while, but soon I was getting hard again and I must admit it felt pretty damn good having her stoking my slippery cock and playing with my balls. Lisa was using all the tricks she done during my day and a half of teasing, but once again she kept me getting closer and closer, albeit very slowly. It was starting to build quite nicely and was just at the point where there was no way I wanted her to stop when she asked, "Should I stop now?"

I moaned and replied no.

"Are you sure, you said there was no way. If you aren't enjoying this I don't want to keep going. Are you enjoying it?"

"God yes!" I replied, "don't stop!" 

"Peter, you've already cum three times today, don't you want to save something for later, maybe tomorrow or the next day?"

"No, I want to cum now" I was getting very close and had no intention of asking her to stop for any reason.

Then she gave me cause for reflection, "So you don't want to cum again tomorrow or the next day? How about the day after that, or even the next day, don't you want to cum any of those days?"

"Lisa, you promised, no teasing and I could cum all I wanted today" I was nearly yelling now, and getting very, very close. 

"Oh Peter, does this feeling like teasing? I'm going to make you cum if you want. I'm just negotiating a bit, I never said I wouldn't do that, now did I? In fact, it seems to me that talking about stopping is making you even harder."

It was amazing but true, since she had started talking about me waiting to cum, I was getting harder and wanting to cum all the more.

"So you'd rather cum today than for the next four days," she was giggling and smiling now, as she kept stroking me and pushing me closer to orgasm "how about for the next five days, still rather cum now?"

I now knew where this was leading, but was helpless to do anything about it. Lisa had me needing, rather wanting, to cum so much I wasn't about to ask her to stop.

"Oh Peter, I think you're getting very close now. If you want to cum in the next six days you better ask me to stop before its to late."

I just moaned. I was right on the edge now and Lisa was steadily pushing me toward it. 

"Hmm, well last chance I think, would you rather cum now or wait seven more days to cum again?" And with that she held my balls firmly in one hand and did tight, firm, long strokes making sure her thumb was stimulating my frenum on each stroke. It was too much, I exploded. 

"Oops too late, I would never have thought after three times already today, you would have chosen to wait another week to cum just so you could have a fourth. Greedy little boy aren't you?" And she started to laugh.

As I calmed down, I began to fully realize what had happened. "Lisa, that's not..." 

"Shh, she interrupted. Its late and we're both tired." With that she got up and headed to the bathroom. When she returned in just a few minutes, she had a warm cloth. She cleaned me up and slipped into bed.

I tried once more to protest how she had manipulated me, but again she just hushed me. "Peter, are you happy?" 

I had to admit I was.

"Did you enjoy your weekend?" 

I hesitated, but finally admitted that I did.

"Are you satisfied?"

No pause was required, "You know I am" I said.

"Good, I'm glad. Because its going to be a long time before you have a day like today again. In fact its going to be quite a while before you even cum again, isn't it?"

I knew no answer was required or expected.

I was just laying there thinking about how my life had changed so dramatically in one weekend, and trying to sort out how I actually felt about it. As I did I was starting to drift off to sleep when Lisa said "Peter?"

"Yes Lisa" I responded.  "You're going to pay for the ass fucking you gave me today!" That was her last word as she went to sleep. It was quite a while later that I finally joined her.

The end

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The Next Day



The Next Day - Catherine meets Bethany and they indulge in a little exhibitionism and masturbation.

"The Next Day" is the sequel to "Innocence Lost", which is a true account of what happened one day last summer when Sara exposed me at a public beach forcing me to be naked in public.

"The Next Day" tells how the following day I return to the same beach and meet Bethany who is in Adelaide on holidays with her family. It doesn't take long to find that my new friend and I have some interests in common which we begin to explore together.


It is not essential to read "Innocence Lost" to appreciate what happened "The Next Day", which stands alone and is complete in it's own right. You may want to read it, however, if you are interested in the circumstances leading up to "The Next Day" or if you want learn a little more about me or Sara. There is a physical description of me in "Innocence Lost" so I have not repeated it here.

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Memories of the previous day at the beach with Sara dominated my thoughts as I emerged from a deep refreshing sleep. I could recall every detail of our adventure as if it was a movie playing in my mind, some scenes so clear and graphic that it seemed they were in slow motion.

The euphoria brought about by the wonderful orgasm that was the culmination of our exploits the day before remained and the stain on my crumpled sheets was undeniable evidence of my intense arousal and extreme physical pleasure.

I lingered, savouring the sensation before getting out of bed, slipping on black lace panties and a black singlet top and going to the kitchen to put on the kettle to make some tea. I thought about breakfast but it was still too early to make such important decisions, so I simply took my green tea and the morning newspaper out onto the back patio.

It was another beautiful day. I looked at my watch, it was not quite eight o'clock and already the temperature was soaring. The sun was a dazzling disc of incandescent white fire magically suspended in an endless clear blue sky. There was a gentle breeze blowing off the ocean that caused the branches of the trees to sway hypnotically, but giving little relief from the intense heat. It was shaping up to be another perfect Australian summer day.

I was disappointed to find the news in the paper was mostly bad and tossed it aside as Sara walked out on to the patio. She was wearing black boy leg panties, my panties I noticed, that accentuated her shapely butt and a white cut off t-shirt that barely reached her waist, revealing her cute belly button.

She had just got out of bed and still had the dreamy look in her eyes of one who was not yet fully awake.

Even with no make up and dishevelled hair she looked gorgeous. The sight of her reminded me that we live in a world filled with incredible beauty and wonderful people, reviving my spirits, which had been momentarily dampened by the morning news.

She walked up behind me, put one hand on my shoulder and with the other, swept my hair up from the back of my neck before giving me a soft, lingering kiss on the sensitive spot where my neck becomes my shoulder. The delicate touch of her moist lips sent a shiver down my spine and made my heart beat pleasantly faster.

I had rehearsed in my mind a speech to chide her for her naughty behaviour the previous day, but as I was about to speak she smiled disarmingly and said, "Good morning darling, did you sleep well?"

I wasn't actually angry with her and any admonishment would have only been tongue in cheek but, after such a delightful greeting, all I could do was laugh and assure her that I had a wonderful sleep and was feeling great.

"So what have you got planned for today Catherine," she said as she settled comfortably on the chair next to mine.

The summer holidays were fast coming to an end and I would be back at work in a little over two weeks. Sara is a student and to help pay her way through university had taken a summer job with an accounting firm in the city. I smiled to myself knowing that she was envious of me being able to spend the whole day doing just as I pleased while she had to work.

Actually I had no real plans, maybe a visit to the gym, definitely a walk along the beach, a swim and not much else. I had planned, if you could call it planning, a day of total rest and relaxation, pure self-indulgence.

I sipped my tea and we chatted until Sara went to get ready, packed her things and left home to go to work.

Left alone my mind wandered back to the previous day. Memories of my forced exposure at the beach, the journey home in the car with just a towel to preserve my modesty and my naked walk form the car to the front door, brought about a pleasant tingling in my loins.

I settled back in my chair and slipped my hand down the front of my panties. It was no surprise to find that my smooth, bald pussy was moist and sensitive to my touch.

Hooking my thumbs in the waistband of my panties, I raised my butt off the chair and slipped them down over my thighs, past my knees to my ankles and kicked them off.

I leaned back in my chair, put my feet up on the small table in front of me and spread my legs. I felt a pleasant sensation as the gentle breeze caressed and cooled my hot wet pussy. It did nothing though, to extinguish the tiny spark that I knew would soon become a raging fire deep inside my cunt. There would only be one way to deal with that.

My left hand found its way back between my legs and sought my aching clit. Starting with slow, gentle circular motions, my fingers teased my clit until it was hard and throbbing.

My right hand was under my singlet gently cupping my left breast, my fingers coaxing my small nipple to become hard and erect, sending delightful tremors to join the waves of pleasure emanating form my cunt, both conspiring to bring me slowly but surely to a much needed orgasm.

Memories of me naked and on display at the beach the day before fired my imagination. My fingers following a well practised journey, slid from my clit to my labia repeatedly tracing the length of my wet pussy lips from the top down the full length to the bottom and back again, harder and more insistent now to match my growing desire.

I felt the beginnings of an orgasm, faint at first but definitely there, building slowly. My fingers switched back to my clit as I become impatient to reach my goal. I needed to cum now.

My fingers increased the pressure and the pace. Faster and harder, from side to side. My other hand was squeezing my breast, my finger and thumb pinching my nipple, hard, so hard it hurt, the pain adding to my pleasure. Closer, closer, nearly there.

Suddenly my mind shifted gear. I pictured myself on a beach. Naked, lying on my back on the sand, my legs spread, back arched, hips raised. I was masturbating. A group of people, maybe ten or a dozen, were gathered around watching me as my fingers frantically rubbed my engorged clit. I could hear their muffled voices and almost feel their hot breath on my naked body as they edged closer for a better view. Of fuck yes that's what I wanted. I wanted them to see me naked. I needed to be naked in front of them. A slut, a naked slut, legs spread wide, wet cunt exposed, fucking myself for all to see. Some reached out tentatively to touch me, excited, turned on by my performance, wanting a part of it, wanting a part of me. One woman moved closer, reaching out to touch my breast. I gasped as she took my nipple between her finger and thumb...

The vivid images in my mind and my skilled fingers pushed me over the edge. I was cumming. "Oh fuck yes." I succumbed totally as a crushing orgasm obliterated everything else beneath massive waves of pleasure that consumed my mind and my body. I was on the verge of unconsciousness; my body was rigid, shaking uncontrollably. I was not breathing. I teetered on the verge of panic; panic mixed with euphoria that I had never experienced before, better than any drug I could ever imagine. I was scared; scared of being totally consumed by the exquisite pleasure, scared that maybe I will never want to emerge from its addictive grip. To stay like this forever on the ultimate high.

Slowly I descend from the peak of arousal. Gradually I became aware of the sound of the breeze and the birds in the trees. I open my eyes, slowly trying to adjust to reality and the bright sunlight. My breathing was returning to normal, my heart resuming its usual rhythmical beating, no longer pounding uncontrollably beneath my breast. Small shudders ran through my body, gradually diminishing in intensity.

My orgasm subsided leaving a delightful calm in its wake but my mind was spinning, thoughts racing through my head. "What the fuck was that?" I often fantasise when I masturbate but never anything like that. The fantasy of me as a naked slut, masturbating in public was new and scary. But more than that it was incredibly exciting and it was the excitement that probably scared me the most of all.

I pushed the thought from my mind not wanting to contemplate the implications. I was sure that the time would come to confront the demon that had been awakened, but that time was not now.

I needed a distraction; something to occupy my mind so reluctantly I resorted to tidying the house, did a load of washing and watered the garden. Time now to get on with other things before the day had slipped away completely.

While I showered I decided to skip a gym session and instead opted to go straight to the beach. I put on my bikini, packed my bag with a towel, sunscreen and a bottle of water and set off.

Arriving at the beach I found it already quite crowded. There were small groups of families and friends, young couples, some people on their own, presumably all taking advantage of the last of the holidays or perhaps taking a sickie to enjoy the beautiful summer weather.

I picked a spot and settled down to relax and could not help but smile as I thought about what happened the previous day, almost at this very place. The memories started the delightful tingling in my loins again and I could feel my labia become moist with my secretions.

Despite my orgasm just a few hours before I was still feeling very horny and the dampness I could feel between my legs and probably now noticeable on my bikini, was evidence of my arousal.

I rested for a while before going for a swim allowing the cool, clear salt water to envelop my body causing my nipples to harden and giving some relief to my hot aching pussy.

I struck out from the shore swimming freestyle with determined strokes until I was three or four hundred meters from the beach then turned and swam back until my fingers grazed the sand in the shallows. There was a pleasant ache in my shoulders and I was breathing hard, my pulse elevated from the exertion. 

I stood up, waded ashore and walked up the beach remembering how I did a similar thing the day before except that time there was no bikini just me; naked as the day I was born. The recollection rekindled my excitement and I could feel my pussy begin to weep again.

I spread my towel on the sand and lay down to enjoy the sensation of hot sun on my back and the delightful tingling in my loins.

Laying on my stomach I slipped one hand down the front of my bikini and discreetly worked my index finger in my slippery wet cunt, not so much intending to bring on an orgasm, but simply because it felt great.

I was in a world of my own, the sound of the sea, fresh air, warm sunshine and my finger buried deep in my pussy all combining to bring on a wonderful feeling of calm contentment.

I must have been starting to doze when I was roused by a soft female voice. "Hi," it said.

Startled I looked up, quickly pulling my hand from my bikini bottoms trying to hide an anxious look of guilt.

Although the voice obviously belonged to a woman but it was impossible to see her clearly as she was standing with the blazing sun directly behind her. 

I brought my hand up to shade my eyes and returned a friendly, "Hi'.

As my eyes adjusted to the light I saw that she was about average height, maybe around 160 centimetres, with shoulder length hair, small firm breasts, a tiny waist, flat stomach and a nice full round butt. It flashed through my mind that she was probably a runner, which would account for her cute bum and firm shapely legs.

She was silhouetted against the sun so it was difficult to make out much more detail but I had no doubt she was pretty.

"Hi," the stranger offered again, "I'm Bethany".

I searched my memory trying to recall a Bethany, couldn't so gave up and said. "Hi Bethany, do I know you?"

She seemed a bit taken aback by my reply and hesitated as if unsure of herself, maybe even embarrassed, before saying, "No you don't know me, but I saw you here yesterday and had to come over to talk to you, I hope you don't mind."

My immediate thought was, "Oh Shit." I knew lots of people saw me naked on the beach the day before but I didn't think I would ever see any of them again let alone be confronted by one of them.

This single thought was immediately followed by, "Oh shit, I hope she's is not a cop!"

Putting on a brave face and trying to give an impression of confidence that I certainly didn't feel, I replied, "Of course not Bethany. What can I do for you."

She seemed relieved by my response and sat down on the sand next to me. I could see her better now and was stunned. She was gorgeous. Much younger than I had originally thought, probably in her early twenties. She had dark hair; no it was jet black with piercing blue grey eyes, a cute nose, beautiful smile and full sensual lips.

That was as far as I got before she said, "Wow thanks, I was so nervous, but after seeing you yesterday I just had to come over and say hello."

As she talked I used the opportunity to take in more of the pretty young woman sitting next to me.

She was wearing a white top with three-quarter length sleeves under which I could see the outline of her bikini top. She was slim with small firm breasts and prominent nipples that were evident even through her clothing.

There was a gap between her top and the white bikini bottoms that hugged her sweet firm butt that revealed a flat stomach. Her navel was pierced and delightfully highlighted with a small silver heart.

As we talked I discovered that Bethany lived in Melbourne where she was studying Law at University. She was here on holiday with her family staying in some apartments just a few minutes walk along the beach.

Apparently she had come to the beach yesterday and seen my naked display and returned today hoping that I would be here again.

Again I wondered just how much she had seen and what she thought of my extraordinary behaviour.

As if reading my thoughts Bethany said, "I think what you did was so amazing, you are so beautiful and...." she hesitated before continuing. "What you did was so erotic and exciting, I just had to meet you."

I was relieved, she certainly wasn't a cop or at least if she was apparently wasn't here to arrest me and from her tone I guessed she probably wasn't the woman who yesterday had called out the comment about the "disgusting slut walking up the beach."

She went on. "Will you please tell me what it was like? I would so like to be brave enough to do something like that."

As we talked about my experience of being exposed by Sara I discovered that Bethany was fascinated by the thought of being naked in public and admitted she often masturbated to exhibitionist fantasies and stories she read on Literotica.

As I told her about my adventures the day before she listened attentively, totally absorbed in my story and I found myself becoming attracted to this intriguing young woman, wondering just how far her curiosity would take her. 

Cautiously I said, "Bethany, why don't you try it? I don't mean anything too outrageous. Maybe just start by off taking your top off and see how you feel about it."

She seemed surprised by my suggestion and I thought maybe I had gone too far or possibly too fast but I could see she was very interested and extremely tempted by the idea.

"Oh Catherine, I want to so much, but I don't know." I could see her reluctance evaporating as she contemplated my suggestion, doubt being pushed firmly aside by curiosity and desire. "Will you do it as well? I think I could if you were topless too."

My answer was simple. I smiled at her, stood up, and undid my bikini top slipping it from my shoulders and allowing it to fall from my breasts. I stood there before her topless and could see excitement in her eyes almost matching my own.

Bethany hesitated. There was no doubt she was nervous. It would be her first time for anything like this in public and it was a big step but one she was ready and willing to take.

I smiled at her in encouragement and was surprised to find that I was becoming sexually aroused at the prospect of seeing her breasts. Even beneath her clothes they looked inviting and I couldn't wait for her to reveal more. I was keeping my fingers crossed that she didn't get cold feet and back out now.

"Come on." I prompted her not wanting to give her too much time to think about it. "You can do it and you will love it."

She got to her feet and slowly removed her white top revealing more of her delightful young body, her brief white bikini accentuating her golden tan.

She was quite slim perhaps weighing only fifty kilograms and I guessed she would be about an eight or a ten in dress size. Overall I thought her measurements would be about the same as mine although it appeared that she was a little smaller around the waist and maybe a little fuller in the hips. 

Deliberately, perhaps savouring the moment, she reached around and undid the clasp on her bikini. She held the top to her breasts and allowed the straps to fall free of her shoulders, then looking into my eyes, she smiled mischievously and lowered it from her breasts.

I was aware of other people on the beach watching us but my attention was focused on the beautiful young woman standing next to me with her beautiful breasts prominently displayed for everyone to see.

She smiled as I took her hand and led her in the direction of the water. I wanted to show her off to everyone on the beach proud and excited to have her by my side as we walked together casually strolling along the beach.

As we walked hand in hand splashing our way through the shallow water Bethany grew in confidence enjoying her newfound freedom.

I saw heads turn in our direction. One man sitting with a woman, presumably his wife or girlfriend was watching, discreetly trying not to make it too obvious to his partner that he was enjoying the spectacle. Ironically, he seemed unaware that she was watching too, perhaps envious, maybe wanting to do the same but afraid.

A group of young guys, probably in their late teens, sitting on the sand next to their surfboards as short distance away, were definitely enjoying the naked show. I am certain though none of them was enjoying it more than I was.

By the time we walked the length of the beach and returned Bethany was hooked. I could tell she was enjoying the attention and sexually aroused. I knew I had found a kindred spirit and began to think of the possibilities for more exhibitionism in the next week before she went back to Melbourne.

It was getting late and as the sun was starting to dip closer toward the sea I thought, "That was enough for her first time." I was sure there would be other opportunities.




The Next Day



We packed our things and as I prepared to head for home Bethany said, "Catherine, thanks I've had a wonderful time." After a brief pause she added, "I was wondering if you would like to come to our apartment, you could have a shower before you go home, maybe we could have a drink." Again she hesitated before adding softly; "My parents won't be back for a while yet."

I readily agreed wanting to prolong the pleasure of being with my new young exhibitionist friend and certainly wanting an opportunity to make arrangements to see her again later in the week.

As we walked to her apartment we talked and I asked her to tell me more about herself.

I discovered that she didn't have a boyfriend and was stunned when she told me she was actually only eighteen, in fact as she informed me, eighteen years seven months and three days. "Yikes," I thought, "She's a kid." 

I looked again and logic told me she was telling the truth. It certainly made sense as she had just finished her first year at university, but it was hard to believe. She may have been young but she was no kid. She was gorgeous, intelligent, mature and wonderful company with a great sense of humour.

We talked as we walked along the beachfront and after a few minutes arrived at a block of apartments on the esplanade.

She took me up to the top floor where she opened the door revealing a modern, beautifully furnished living room, a kitchen with gleaming stainless steel appliances and a private balcony overlooking the sea.

Bethany got glasses and a bottle from the fridge and poured white wines for both of us. We went out on to the balcony and settled comfortably in chairs and chatted while watching surfers enjoying the small but well shaped waves made almost perfect by the slight late afternoon offshore breeze.

The wines soon disappeared and Bethany got up to get refills. As she walked to the kitchen to the wine I took the opportunity to admire her gorgeous butt which gyrated provocatively under her white bikini and in my mind pictured what she would look like naked. As I did the thought crossed my mind, "Come on Catherine what is wrong with you? Surely only guys do this sort of thing!"

Before I could find a suitable answer to my own question she returned and refilled our glasses then excused herself saying that she needed to go to the bathroom, mumbling something about the wine.

She had been gone several minutes when the excitement of the afternoon and nearly two glasses of wine had their effect on me too and I felt my own need to use the bathroom.

I put my glass on the table, left the balcony and walked into the lounge. "Bethany," I called. There was no reply. "Bethany," I called again.

Still there was no reply so I set off towards a passage leading from the kitchen where she had disappeared a few minutes before, assuming that was the way to the bathroom. 

After a few paces I was surprised to hear what sounded like a shower running. A few more steps and the sound was louder. Just a little further and I came to a doorway where I could clearly hear the sound of running water.

I hesitated, the door was slightly open and I knew I should have turned, gone back to the balcony and waited but I could not resist the temptation to take a peek. I edged quietly forward and was absolutely stunned by what I saw.

Bethany was in the shower, standing with her back pressed against the tiled wall, the water cascading over her firm young body. Her head was back, slightly to one side, her lips parted and her eyes were closed.

She was cupping her right breast in her left hand and gently rolling her nipple between her thumb and forefinger.

I watched fascinated as the water poured over her shoulders and between her breasts forming a small rivulet that ran down across her stomach drawing my attention to the centre of her sex.

The way she was standing I could clearly see the outline of her ribs above her taught flat stomach, narrow hips, the area between which was slightly concave, highlighting her very prominent mons.

Her pubic hair was trimmed very short exposing her labia that was glistening wet, I suspect not only from the water from the shower.

Her legs were slightly parted and her right hand was between her legs. As I watched her fingers were moving in very small circles over her clit. She varied the pace speeding up as if impatient to reach her goal, then slowing as if to deny herself and prolong the pleasure.

I knew it was wrong to watch intruding on her privacy but my legs would not move. I was transfixed by the sight of this beautiful young woman who, totally absorbed in her self-pleasure, was oblivious to my presence.

As I watched Bethany's fingers changed from stimulating her clit to deliberate long slow strokes the full length of her labia.

She caressed her pussy with slow sensual strokes starting at the bottom and travelling the full length up to and finishing on her clit. Mesmerised I watched as she repeated the pattern, over and over and over again varying the pace from slow to fast then slow again.

Her breathing grew noticeably faster, each breath coming almost on top of the one before.

Her hand stopped mid stroke and she pressed the tip of her finger against her pussy lips, which parted and devoured the welcome invader.

She appeared to me in slow motion. First the tip of her finger disappeared, then her knuckle, then more until the whole finger was buried in her sex.

As her finger vanished between the soft wet folds of her labia her mouth opened and she let out a soft moan. "Arghhhhhh."

She withdrew her finger until just the tip was nestled the delicate folds of her pussy lips. A second finger joined the first and she plunged both deep inside her cunt letting out a deep throaty growl.

I could see that her level of arousal was quickly reaching its peak. She was frantically fucking herself with two fingers. Her other hand moved from her breast and joined the first between her legs, furiously rubbing her clit with hard fast short strokes.

Her breathing now was coming in gasps. Her body was rigid and she was shaking as she brought herself closer and closer to her climax.

For the first time I was aware that my own hand was down the front of my bikini and I was matching her stroke for stroke. I had been so totally absorbed watching Bethany that I hadn't noticed that I had sought out my throbbing wet pussy and I was masturbating along with her, sharing her pleasure.

A loud moan from Bethany brought me back to the moment. She looked so sexy, her young wet body rigid and shaking, fucking her cunt and rubbing her clit and she balanced on the very edge of climax ready to push herself over the brink.

I was right there with her soaring to a delightful orgasm of my own.

Suddenly she dropped her chin to her chest then threw her head back against the wall, let out a shriek and started to convulse as her orgasm coursed through her body in waves building in intensity and finally hitting its mountainous peak.

"Oh, oh ,oh, oh, yes! Oh Fucking yes! Fuck! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, oh fucking yessssssssssssss," she screamed.

I watched in awe as she pulled two wet, sticky fingers from her cunt and thrust them in her mouth.

I'm not sure if she wanted to taste her own sweet juices or muffle the endless string of obscenities pouring out as her orgasm racked her body. Maybe both.

The sight was too much for me. My own orgasm hit me suddenly, without warning. I was so engrossed watching Bethany that I was unaware of what was happening in my own body until it was too late. I leant against the doorframe for support as I felt the delicious waves sweep through my body and a flood of my own cum drenched my fingers.

I heard a noise and looked up. Bethany had slumped to the floor and was sitting, her back against the wall, her knees drawn up and pressed against her chest. Her hand was wedged firmly between her legs as if trying to contain the fire raging in her cunt. She was breathing in sobs, her chest heaving, her face was flushed.

I turned away fearing that she would open her eyes and see me. In a way I hoped she would and beckon me to join her in the shower and ask me to take her to bed and make sweet love to her, but it was too soon for that. Still there was another week to go.



The Next Day



The next morning Ally came over to my house. She was alone. I opened the door and invited her inside.

As she was removing her jacket she asked, "So how are you doing today?"

"I'm doing alright. How are you?" I asked, a little puzzled by the question.

"Well, I'm a little embarrassed after yesterday. I mean, four other people saw us naked. And I didn't have it as bad as you did. You were very much on display. How did you deal with it?"

I thought about it for a bit. Then I answered, "Well, I guess I just viewed it all as I didn't have a choice. I agreed to play the game, so I didn't have control over my actions. Everyone else did. I was still embarrassed, but that was the only way I could reconcile it in my own mind last night."

"Really? It's as simple as that?" Ally asked.

"Well, kind of. Let me show you. I want you to agree to do whatever I ask you to for the next half hour. You have no control over it. See how it feels. What do you think?"

"Uh, I don't know. I'm still embarrassed after yesterday."

"Come on. It's just the two of us. I saw everything yesterday."

She seemed to be considering this. "If I agree to this, will you do the same for me?" she asked.

"You asked how I got through it. I was just going to show you."

"Well, I think you won't be as cruel to me if you know that I can pay you back."

She had a point. And the prospect of it kind of excited me. "Alright, I agree. Remember, you have no control for the next half hour."

Ally nodded in agreement and we went downstairs. I hadn't been down there since yesterday afternoon, and my heart began to race as I recalled yesterday's events.

"Alright, I'll set the timer for 30 minutes. Now I want you to begin by doing a strip tease for me. I'll turn on some music and you dance and remove your clothes. You need to be down to your bra and panties by the end of the first song," I said with a smile.

I could see her blushing, but she agreed. I turned on the radio and she began to dance. Having just done this yesterday, I knew the nerves she was feeling being watched while dancing. It looked a little forced at first, but eventually she was getting into it.

"Don't forget to remove you clothes," I reminded her.

She glanced at me and began by pulling her sweatshirt up slowly, dancing it up her sides as far as she could. Eventually her arms were as high as they could be, so she it up over her head and slide it off, dropping it on the floor. I was staring at her lovely breasts encased in a pink cotton bra. Her nipples were rock hard.

She continued dancing as she reached down and undid her jeans. She wiggled her hips a bit as she began to push her jeans down off her hips. She caught her panties a bit and pulled them back up before she continued to push her jeans down. She slid them to the ground and slipped her legs out. A few moments later the song came to an end. She seemed out of breath.

"Good start," I encouraged her. "Go ahead and slip your socks off before the next song starts."

She slipped them off and the next song came on. She again began to dance; now only in her pink bra and matching pink cotton panties with blue bows on them. She danced around a bit before reaching up and pulling her shoulder straps off her shoulders. She slipped her arms out, her bra still fastened as she did a couple of twirls. As she danced she reached back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall while she continued to dance. Her large nipples on her 34b breasts stuck out, almost trying to reach me.

She continued to dance for me, now topless, only her thin panties between her full nudity. She kept dancing and finally reached down and began to slide her panties down. She slipped them down bit by bit, almost teasing me as danced. She finally got them low enough to reveal her dark bush, not quite as thick as mine. She then slid her panties all the way down and off. She was now dancing naked until the song ended.

She stopped to catch her breath. I noticed that we had used up about 10 minutes already. "So how does it feel being naked?" I asked.

She went to cover up. "It is a little awkward, but I keep thinking I have no choice."

"You're right, you don't. Now you are not allowed to cover up for the next 20 minutes. The next thing I would like to have you do is sit down on that chair and spread your legs wide for me. Just sit there and look at me as you do."

She gave me a puzzled look, but sat down in the chair, spreading her legs wide. She looked at me and then I looked down at her pussy. I could see she was enjoying herself by being on display.

"Do you like this?" I asked her.

"No," she responded quietly.

"Don't lie to me. Your body tells me you do." I said with a smile.

"Yes, not being in control makes it okay, I guess."

The longer I watched her, the wider her lips got. She was really enjoying this.

"Did you like spanking me yesterday?" I asked her.

Her face reddened. "Kind of."

"Alright then, get down on all fours for me," I commanded with more authority than I thought I could.

She got down on all fours, her tits swaying as she stood there. I just watched for a second, taking in the site. I didn't realize exactly how vulnerable I really did look when I was in that position. It made me both embarrassed and excited. I walked around her a couple of times. Ally kept looking at me, waiting. I think the anticipation was worse for her than anything.

Finally I knelt down behind her and ran my hand over her bottom. She quivered a bit as I rubbed her. I reached back and gave her three quick swats on her bottom. She jumped a bit as I swatted, but didn't say anything.

"Do you like that?" I asked

"Y-yes," she said, barely above a whisper.

I gave her another couple of swats, and then rubbed her bottom again. She almost seemed to be purring. I rubbed a bit lower and touched her damp pussy. She jumped at my touch.

"Did I startle you?"

"Yes you did. I didn't think you could sexually touch me."

"I never said that. That was yesterday's rule," I said with a smile.

"But if it would make you more comfortable, I would like you to remain in your current position, but reach back and run your fingers over your p-pussy for me," I said, stammering a bit.

I took a seat on the sofa and watched from the behind as Ally tentatively reached back and ran her fingers over her lips. Her back arched as bit as she did so. I could tell she was totally into it.

"Don't insert, just rub it," I commanded.

She continued to run her fingers over her pussy. I was mesmerized as I watched her, taking in the beautiful view. Now I've never considered myself a lesbian, but I suspect this is not far off from the show I was giving yesterday.

Catching my own breath, "Okay, stop. I want you to stand up now, arms at your sides."

She stood up. I could see her juices running down her inner thigh and I smiled. I walked up behind her and rubbed her bottom again. She squirmed a bit at my touch. Then I reached around her and gently cupped her breasts in my hands, gently squeezing her nipples as I did.

All of the sudden the alarm went off and I jumped. She stepped forward and away from me, covering herself up.

"How was that?" I asked.

"It helped thinking I had no choice. Otherwise I would have pulled away from you a few times, I think."

She picked up her sweatshirt from the floor and pulled it on. Then she grabbed her panties and pulled them up as well. She then grabbed her jeans and pulled them on and zipped up. Picking up her bra, she held it in her hand.

"Now it is your turn, right?" she asked me.

Part 2

"Yes, I guess it is," I replied with maybe a little too much excitement in my voice.

"Okay, so let's go upstairs and then you can begin."

My heart was racing. I knew I could get naked down here. What did she have in mind?

"Why?" I asked.

"It's not in your control, remember," she said with a smile.

I followed her upstairs as she stopped at her jacket to put her bra in the pocket. She led me into the living room. Ally took a seat on the couch, then looked at me and told me to open the curtains and stand in the middle of the living room floor. She wanted me to stand where anyone going by would be able to see. My heart was racing.

"I thought we would do this in private," I begged her.

She gave me a smile. "I never said that."

I stood there in the middle of the living room floor, looking out at the neighbor's houses, and the occasional car that goes by. To them they probably wouldn't notice anything different. But to me, it was going to be a scary 30 minutes.

"Okay, your 30 minutes begin now," Ally said as she pressed the button. "First thing I want you to do is to strip yourself completely naked. Face me the entire time. Remember, I saw everything yesterday," she said with a grin.

I looked at her and reached down and pulled both my t-shirt and sweatshirt off at the same time, revealing a black lace bra. My nipples were already rock hard. I guess there is no hiding the fact I had hoped to be doing this again today. I next undid my jeans and pushed them down and off, revealing a pair of matching black lace panties. Ally had a smile on her face as I slid my socks off. I then reached up and undid my bra, freeing my breasts and rock hard nipples. Finally I reached down and lowered my panties, revealing my dark bush and the fact that I had gotten a little excited by her performance for me earlier. I stood up and let Ally get a good look at my naked body. She just continued to smile.

"I would like you to turn around and walk to the window, pressing your breasts against the glass."

I reminded myself I had no choice, so I turned around and about jumped to the ceiling. There stood Katie. She had a smile on her face. I walked up to the window and pressed my breasts against the window. She smiled and then pointed that she was walking to the door and wanted me to let her in.

"Go let her in, Jessica," Ally commanded. "Then come back here."

I went to the door and opened it, the cold air hitting my naked body.

"You seem to have trouble keeping your clothes on lately, Jessica," Katie said as she walked in. "What are you two doing, anyway."

"Come up to the living room and I'll tell you."

We went there, and Katie took a seat on the sofa next to Ally.

"So what are you two doing today?"

"Well, Ally wanted to know how I could do what I did yesterday, so I told her to consider that she had no choice. I told her that if she considered that and did whatever I told her to for 30 minutes, I would return the favor. I'm just paying off my end of the bargain now."

Ally had a bit of an embarrassed look on her face and just nodded.

"So, you like showing off like Jessica, huh?" Katie asked.

"Well, it was interesting," was all she could say.

Katie smiled. "Have Jessica step forward."

Ally looked at me. I walked forward, my heart pounding. Unsure what would happen. I watched as Katie slowly raised her hand felt between my legs. I took a step back. "Stand still," Katie commanded. She then looked at Ally. "Feel how damp she is. I'll bet she checked how damp you were, didn't she." Ally could only blush.

"I'll make a wager with you," stated Katie. "If you are as damp as Jessica is, you both become under my control for winter break. If not, I'll be under your control. If you don't want to bet, I know I won and you just weren't brave enough."

Ally looked at me. After seeing her in the last half hour, I knew there was no way she was not that excited. I just shrugged my shoulders.

Katie looked at her. "Stand up and lower your pants and panties. If you are not wet, pull them back up and I am yours. Otherwise you are both mine," she said with a grin.

Ally stood up, trembling a bit. She reached down and undid her pants and lowered them down to her knees. There was a large wet spot visible on her wet panties. There was no need to go any further.

"Your panties too," Katie commanded.

Ally looked at the ground as she slowly lowered them to her knees. Katie reached up and felt the damp spot and smiled. "Go ahead and remove the rest of your clothes for me. Looks like I can have some fun the next few days."

Ally looked up at me. "I'm sorry," was all she could muster.

I watched nervously as Ally slide her jeans and panties down the rest of the way and stepped out of them. She then pulled her sweatshirt up and off, revealing her lovely breasts and very erect nipples.

"I see you didn't need to wear a bra today," Katie said with a smile. "Now I'm guessing you two don't want to put on a show for the rest of the neighborhood, so go ahead and close the blinds."

I went over to the window and closed them, glad to at least be hidden from the outside world.

"Alright, let's see, where should we start? How about if we begin by having Ally rub your tits," she said while looking at me. Ally approached me and tentatively began to caress them. My nipples were rock hard, almost throbbing for attention. She rubbed all over them. I just stood there, watching her facial expression as she stroked them.

"You want to lick one, don't you," Katie asked. Ally did not respond. "I want you to lick her nipples. Lick them both several times."

I tensed up as Ally stuck out her tongue. At first it almost felt like she was trying to poke them with her tongue. Then her tongue gradually relaxed. It felt heavenly. I inadvertently let out a soft moan. That startled Ally, but brought a chuckle from Katie.

"Alright, Ally. I want you to sit back on the sofa. Jessica, I want you to return the favor for her. I want you to lick and suck on her nipples."

Ally took a seat. I knelt down, almost in a daze. As I bent over her I began to gently lick her nipples, trying not to cause the poking feeling I initially felt.

I licked her nipples a little before venturing to suck one into my mouth. I couldn't believe I was doing this. It felt so wrong but so right at the same time. I began sucking on them more, playing with the nipple between my teeth, flicking it with my tongue. After a few minutes Katie stopped us.

"Alright! I think you two liked that. Now I want to have Jessica get down on the floor on all fours."

I looked at Katie and complied, not offering any complaints. She walked around behind me and began to rub my bottom like she did yesterday. She slowly slid her finger down my crack and then just inside my dripping wet pussy. I quivered a bit as she did so, but I didn't say a word.

"Ally, I want you to come kneel behind Jessica." I saw her get up and go behind me. "Now I want you to run your middle finger slowly in and out of Jessica's pussy."

"Y-you want me to essentially m-masturbate her?" Ally asked with some concern in her voice.

"Yes, I do. Now begin."

I felt her finger slid into my hot hole. I felt her work it in and out tentatively at first. I could feel my juices flowing. She continued this for a bit and I could feel an orgasm welling up inside me. I tried to hold it back, waiting for Katie to make her stop, but she didn't. She kept going. I finally couldn't hold back any more and I felt wave after wave of pleasure flood through my body. I was trembling as I did so. Ally stopped as I was having my orgasm. Once the feeling finally subsided I was very embarrassed. I wanted to get up and hide. I wanted to end this all. But then I told myself it was out of my control. I remained where I was, on trembling knees.

"Ally, what did you think of that?" Katie asked.

"It was something," was all she could muster.

"Well, then, I would like you to wipe your fingers dry on your nipples. I want you to make both your nipples nice and wet. You may reinsert inside Jessica if needed." After a few moments I felt her playing with my hole again, causing little pleasure ripples to linger.

"Now, Jessica, I would like for you to sit up and lick Ally's nipples dry. I'm sure you've licked your own fingers clean after you have pleasured yourself, so this is not much different."

I looked at her. I had not ever done that. I had toyed with the idea, but then was kind of turned-off by it. But now I had no choice. I approached Ally. I didn't bother looking her in the eye. I went straight to one nipple and began to lick it. I could taste a salty, sticky taste to her nipple. I licked it clean. "Now the other one," Katie commanded.

I went to work on the other one as well. It seemed so odd, but in a weird way I kind of enjoyed it. I licked that one clean as well. Then I sat up.

"It looks like you two are playing well together. Now I want Ally to lie on the ground, legs spread wide."

She looked at me as she complied by lying down on the carpet. I was taking in her lovely site.

"Now, Jessica, since you had to taste yourself, I think Ally should do the same thing. I want you to lick her pussy a couple of times, getting the juices on your tongue, and then crawl up and give her a tongue kiss."

My heart was racing. I couldn't do this. Even if I don't control myself, I can't do this. I won't do this. Then, almost against my own will I felt myself leaning down. My tongue was trembling as I extended it out towards her hole. Her lips were parted wide. I took a long, slow deliberate lick, like the first lick of a soft serve cone. I felt a hair on my tongue and reached up and pulled it off. I went for a second lick. Then with my tongue still hanging out I crawled up to Ally's face. I leaned down, her lips parted. I slid my tongue in her mouth. She seemed to lick it at first, then suck it clean. She made a funny face as she did so. I was surprised at the difference in "flavor" between us. Mine was more salty, where she had a bit sweeter flavor to her. With the kiss over I sat up.

Katie was watching us with a wide smile. "You two make a lovely image. We should really be capturing this on your parent's camcorder."

"No, please don't," I begged her.

"Okay, for now I won't. But you need to help Ally cum. I'll give you the choice. You can do it with your tongue or your fingers. It is up to you."

I thought for a moment and said, "I'll use my fingers."

"Alright, then get down there and make her cum. Do a good job."

I leaned down and began to put my finger to work. Ally wiggled in enjoyment and it wasn't long before she too was overcome by orgasm. I continued with my finger, not wanting to have her come up short like I did.

"That's good, you two. I think the guys would really enjoy this show. They saw you both naked yesterday. Maybe we should invite them over."

Part 3

"No, please don't," both Ally and I begged.

"Very well," she reluctantly gave in. "What should we do next."

Ally, not realizing the rhetorical question suggested, "Maybe you should be naked too."

"No, not right now. Maybe later," she replied. "What I would like to do is establish a few ground rules for the next few days. First off, I would like for both of you to be kneeling on the floor, butt on your heels, legs spread slightly. Your hands should be resting on your thighs. Both of you into this position now."

We looked at each other and both got into a kneeling position. "Jessica, spread your legs open a bit more. There, that's better," she commanded. "I'm going to be pushing the limits for you two during this time. Keep telling yourself you have no choice, and it will be fine. You may question any of my commands, but know that doing so could cause me to come up with alternative plans that may not be as pleasant. Any questions so far?"

Ally and I both just looked at her. I think we were both in so much awe about what was going on. I know I was conflicted. I don't think I wanted to be doing this, but then again I was enjoying it.

Katie looked at the clock and then looked at me. "Will your parents be coming home for lunch?"

I looked at the clock. "Yes, they'll be here in a half hour," I said with a bit of panic in my voice.




The Next Day



"Alright then, I don't want to get you two in trouble, so let's gather up everything and head up to your bedroom."

Ally and I gathered up our clothes in our arms and headed up the stairs. I had this level to myself, so my parents rarely came up here.

"Will your parents expect us down for lunch?" Katie asked.

"They might."

"Alright, here's the deal, you two will go downstairs and make lunch, naked. I want you to hurry. Once you have it ready, come back up here and you can get dressed. Go!"

Ally and I hurried back downstairs. Not sure what to make, we put together a few items for a casserole and popped it in the oven. We then hustled back upstairs, since my parents should be arriving home soon.

Katie was sitting on my bed. Lying on the bed beside her was an outfit that consisted of a black sports bra with a zipper front, a pair of red cotton panties, a gray baggy sweatshirt and a pair of blank spandex running tights.

"Okay, girls, here is your outfit for lunch. You can mix and match as you please. But that is all the clothes you two get to wear."

I looked at Ally. "What do we do?"

"Well," she started," I guess that unless you want one of us to sit naked, or topless, we'd better split them up so that one takes the bra and pants, the other the panties and sweatshirt."

"That makes sense," I replied. "Can't we have more clothes? I thought you didn't want to get us in trouble?"

"You won't get in trouble. We'll just tell your parents that you two were working out and were still in our workout clothes. That might explain why you are both a little sweaty," she said with a gin.

She had a point. "Well, which do you want?" I asked Ally.

She considered for a moment and said, "I'll take the sweatshirt and pants, you have the bra and panties."

I gave her a dirty look and she laughed. "Alright, you take the bra and pants. The bra will fit you better, and the sweatshirt should be long enough to make it look like I have shorts on."

Just then I heard the front door open. Dad hollered in, "Jessica, Kelly is lunch ready?"

"It's in the oven, Dad," I hollered back. "Mom's not home yet though."

We both got dressed quickly and headed back down the stairs. I was in the lead with Ally right behind me. I blocked the way as Ally slipped by and went for a chair behind the table.

My dad looked over at me. "Jessica, don't you think you should get a little more dressed."

I looked at Katie, who raised an eyebrow. "Relax, Dad. We were just working out. I'm more covered now than when I go to the beach sometimes."

"You're right," he replied. "Why don't you serve up lunch?"

Just then mom walked in. "Hi, Mom. I made lunch today so you don't have to worry about it. Is it okay if Ally and Katie join us?"

"Sure honey," she replied. "Were you doing yoga this morning?"

"Yes, Mom, we were."

We all sat at the table and ate. I felt a little self conscious sitting at the table in just my bra. My nipples were still rock hard and I caught both my dad and my mom take a glance but didn't say anything. Once we finished eating, Katie suggested that her and Ally clear the table since my parents were kind enough to let them eat over.

Ally gave her an evil stare, but decided not to fight it. She made sure the sweatshirt was pulled down at the bottom when she got up. She gathered Katie's, her and my dishes, while Katie grabbed mom and dads.

My dad looked at Ally. "Are you wearing anything under that sweatshirt?"

I swear I could hear her heart pounding. She was scared. That's when Katie jumped into the rescue. "Yes, she just has on some short shorts. Why, do you want to see them? I'm sure Ally wouldn't mind showing them to you. They are really cute," she said very bubbly.

"No, he doesn't need to be ogling his daughter's friends," my mom responded. "Thanks for lunch, girls. We really should be heading back to work."

With that my mom and dad got up and left. Ally and Katie finished clearing the dishes.

"That was close," Ally sighed. "Why did you offer to have me show him my panties?"

"I didn't offer your panties, Ally. They're Jessica's. Besides I offered him to see your shorts. And I didn't think Jessica's mom would want him staring at you anyway."

"That was kind of fun," Katie said with a grin. "Maybe I should invite you over to my place. In fact, why don't we get dressed and go over there."

We all went up stairs and Ally and I started to get undressed so that we could get dressed in our regular clothes.

"Not so fast," Katie commanded. "I've got some clothes picked out for you." She went over to my dresser and pulled out two pair of panties I had gotten for Valentines Day from my mom. They were identical, pink cotton bikini briefs, but the one had hugs written on the bottom and the other had kisses written on the bottom. "Put these on, you can be twins," she said with a grin.

She then picked out a couple of bras for us. That's when Ally piped up, "I've got one in my coat."

Katie seemed a bit puzzled, but didn't say anything. "What color?" she asked.

"Pink."

"Alright, then pick out one from Jessica's drawer that is closest to it." She went over and found one that was similar in style.

"Jessica, put this one on," she commanded. Then she told us to put on our jeans. "Let's go put on our coats now."

"Wait, we need shirts, don't we?" I asked, looking at Ally who was topless.

"No, we'll be fine. Besides, if we really need them I've got something you can wear. Now let's go put on our shoes and coats and go.

We went downstairs and put on our socks, shoes and coats, and Ally her bra, and headed out to Katie's car.

Part 4

Once in the car, Ally and I rode together in the back seat. We weren't exactly sure what to expect. It was a short trip over to Katie's house. Once we got there she told us to go ahead and slip our shoes and jackets off and head to the den. We got to the den and Ally and I each took a seat on the leather sofa. Katie walked in behind us and cleared her throat. "That's not how we sit, is it?"

We both jumped up and assumed the kneeling position.

"That's better," Katie said with a smile. "Now, what shall we do this afternoon? I know, first I would like you both to stand up. I want Ally to remove your jeans and socks, and then I want you to return the favor."

We both stood up. I braced myself as Ally reached down and undid my jeans. She put her hands on my sides and slowly worked them down and off. She pulled off my socks next and stood up. I kneeled down and undid her jeans and returned the favor. Both of our nipples were still rock hard, and dampness on our panties. Once we were both down to our underwear we stood back up. Katie looked at us and we again got back in the kneeling position.

"What do you girls think about inviting the guys over and playing some strip poker?" she asked with a grin.

"You mean strip us poker, don't you?" Ally said with a snarl.

"With that kind of attitude, maybe, but no, I was thinking a fair game of cards. We kind of played a fair game yesterday and everyone had fun."

"We get to start with more than bra and panties, right?" I asked.

"Yes, I suppose so. Tell you what, you can wear what you have on, and almost surely end up naked. I promise that would be the worst. Or you can get dressed and I'll make sure we come up with a punishment if one of you two end up losing."

I looked at Ally. "I would like to get dressed and take my chances," I replied. Ally nodded in agreement.

"Very well. I want you to call the guys and invite them over. Then you two can get dressed."

I went to the phone and dialed up Dave's house. Nobody answered. So I called up Bruce's house. They were over there hanging out. I doubt they were hanging out as much as Ally and I, but who knows.

"Bruce, would you, Dave and Richard like to come over this afternoon? We're over at Katie's, just hanging out. Thought you guys might want to play some cards."

I heard Bruce ask the others. "Sure, we'll be over shortly," then he hung up.

I hung up the phone. Ally and I went and put our jeans on and our socks, then I turned to Katie, "Can we borrow some shirts?"

"No, I don't think that would make the game as fun," she said with a grin. "Tell you what; if you promise to play so badly that one of you loses, I'll let you each borrow a shirt. But if one of you does not lose, it will not be good for either of you."

I agreed, as did Ally. Katie led us to her room where she got out some t-shirts. I pulled it on. It was a bit tight and accentuated the fact that my nipples were rock hard. Ally had the same problem. Once we were dressed we went back out to the den. It wasn't long before the guys showed up.

Richard was the first one in and asked, "So since you invited us for cards, is it strip poker?"

He seemed to enjoy it greatly. "Well, if that's what you guys want," Katie replied.

"I'm in," Richard replied.

"Sure, why not," Dave said.

Bruce just nodded his agreement.

"How about you girls?" Richard asked. "Can I get to see one of you naked again?"

"We're all in," Katie said for us, not even letting us answer for ourselves.

"How about if we play a game called 'screw your neighbor'?" Katie asked. "Essentially its high, low, were you can either keep your card or pass it to the left. At the end of the round, low card loses an item. Ace loses double."

"I like it," Richard replied. "How about if the loser has to stand in the middle of the circle to remove the article. Then they have to stay there for a minute. Once they sit down they are not allowed to cover up exposed areas."

Dave nodded in agreement. "I'm okay with that," Katie replied. "Let's go ahead and take a seat. Shall we sit with boys on one half, girls on the other? That way everyone gets a better view," she smiled.

We all took a seat with Richard first, then Dave, then Bruce, followed by Ally, then me, then Katie. Katie had the cards and shuffled them up.

She dealt out the first hand. Richard looked at his card and passed it quickly. That card made its way around, it was an ace. When it came to Katie, she smiled and flipped over a ten. Everyone turned over their cards and Dave had a four. He was about to stand when Bruce flipped his two. He stood up in the middle of the circle and slipped off a sock and stood there.

"How about the pair count as one, and since feet aren't sexy, you don't need to remain standing just to remove your socks," Richard offered.

"I disagree," replied Dave. "Removing any clothing makes you feel vulnerable. But as for both socks as one, I'm all for that."

Bruce slipped off his second sock, remained for the minute and sat back down.

Katie dealt the next hand, this time starting with Dave. Dave looked at his card and decided to stay, as did Bruce. Ally traded with me, giving me an ace and her a 3. I traded with Katie and ended up with a 3. Katie passed the ace to Richard, and he elected for a flip. The flipped card was a 10. Everyone turned over their cards. I knew Ally and I had low cards. Katie turned over a three as well. We were all tied for low.

"Looks like we have three ladies stripping," Richard said. "Will you strip each other, or go one at a time?"

"Ties go one at a time," Katie said. "Ally first."

Ally got up and slipped off her socks. After her minute I got up and did the same. It seemed strange having everyone just sit and stare at you. With Ally and me they were staring at our hard nipples, I noticed. Katie finally got up and removed her socks as well. At the end Katie sat back down and dealt again, this time to Bruce first.

Bruce elected to stay, Ally decided to pass her card, taking my 2 for a 5. I stayed. Everyone else stayed as well. Once the cards were flipped, Ally's 2 was low. She looked at me and stood up. She reached down to the bottom of her shirt and peeled it up slowly. It was very sensual to watch. Her nipples were visibly rock hard still. Once it was off she stood there for a minute and then sat back down and covered her chest.

"No fair covering," Richard said. Ally reluctantly dropped her arms to her sides.

Katie shuffled the cards this time and once again dealt. Everyone seemed happy with their card. As it turned out, both Richard and Bruce had 7's, which were low. Richard stood up first and slipped his socks off, waving his bare feet at everyone. Then Bruce got up and slowly slipped of his t-shirt. He was pretty skinny and pale and embarrassed. After his minute he sat back down again.

Katie dealt out the next round, starting with me this time. I looked at my card, a 2. I didn't like that, so I switched with Katie. It was an ace. Who could believe my bad luck? She stayed, so everyone else decided to stay too. We flipped the cards and I knew I was low; I just didn't want to be alone. As it turned out, I was. I stood up and got into the middle of the circle. I slowly slipped off my t-shirt, revealing my pink bra. I stood there for my minute and went to sit back down. 

That's when Katie jumped in. "You had an ace, that's double," she grinned.

I stood back up. My nipples were rock hard in my bra. I reached down and undid my jeans. I spread them apart wide and slid them down my legs and off. I stood back up, careful not to cover up.

Richard then yelped, "She's got a wet spot on her panties. She enjoys getting naked for us."

"I do not enjoy it," I snapped back. "But I do honor my debts." I felt like it was a minor victory. That minute lasted forever and I finally got to sit back down.

Katie dealt out the next hand, this time starting with herself. Katie passed her card on, and Richard said he was good. Everyone else decided they were fine as well. When everything was flipped, Katie actually came in low. I thought she would do a better job of rigging the game.

Katie looked around and stood up. She gave everyone a smile as she reached down and began to peel off her sweatshirt. As she pulled it up over her head she revealed a white bra with floral print. Her bra looked to be padded so we could not see her nipples. She stood there in the middle and almost seemed to blush while everyone checked her out. Her time was up and she sat back down and reshuffled the cards.

She dealt the next hand, starting with Richard. He decided to stay, Dave switched with Bruce, who smiled, but then switched with Ally. She switched with me, giving up my 4, for a 3. I passed it on to Katie, who gave me a two. She smiled and said she was good. Everyone flipped and my 2 was low. I stood up in the middle once again, this time undoing my bra. As I let the straps fall off, I peeled it away, displaying my 36c breasts. They bounced as I stood there, all eyes on me again. I could see Bruce adjusting his sitting position, as we Dave. Richard was whistling at me. After blushing my way through the minute I sat back down, resisting the urge to cover up.

"Hey, what happens to the loser?" asked Richard. "I think they should have a penalty or something."

Katie seemed to consider this. "What do you suggest?"

"How about a spanking from everyone," he said with a wide grin.

"Do you want to spank Bruce?" Katie asked. "You know he is an ace away from losing."

"Oh, no, not really," Richard replied. "I know. How about the loser has to remain naked for the afternoon?"

"Maybe we could continue our game of dare, everyone starting where they are at. Same rules as yesterday," Dave offered.

"Let's get through one game at a time," Katie said. "I agree we should come up with a penalty for the loser, but let's see who it is first."

She then dealt out the next hand. Dave's card made it all the way around as nobody kept the 2. Once the cards were flipped, Bruce's 4 was low. He looked embarrassed as he stood up in the middle. He looked over at the ladies and undid his jeans, sliding them down. He was wearing a pair of dark blue boxer briefs underneath. We could tell he was excited. His penis looked to be almost double Richard's, but we couldn't tell hidden beneath his underwear. His face was red and when his time was up he sat back down.

"Uncross your legs, Bruce," Katie reminded him. He complied, his cock almost seeming to bounce in his briefs.

Katie dealt out another round, starting with Bruce. He stayed, Ally swapper her Ace for my 8, which I switched for a 9 from Katie. After the cards went around, everyone flipped and Katie was low with a 2. Her face reddened as she stood up and slowly peeled down her black stretch pants she was wearing. She slid them off, revealing a pair of white cotton panties with a matching floral pattern to her bra. She stood up in front of everyone for her minute and then sat back down and reshuffled.

This was getting interesting to me. I didn't know how far Katie was willing to go. She dealt again, this time to Ally first. Ally passed me her 4 for my 9, which I passed for a 5. The 4 went around and after a flip, everyone turned over their cards. I was once again low.

My face was completely red with embarrassment as I stood up in the middle and slowly peeled down my panties. I was so wet I could feel the cool room air on my body. I remained there for a minute, which felt like two.

That's when Katie offered up, "Penalty time!"

Part 5

My heart was pounding. I wasn't sure what they would come up with for a penalty. I stood there, waiting, anticipating.

"I believe you still owe us a show from yesterday," Richard chimed in.

"Yes she does," Katie agree. "But if we make her do that, then she'll be killing two birds with one stone. I think we should make her continue to play, and if she loses again before someone else does, she has to do a dare. And if she gets an ace, either on the deal or passed to her, she has to do two dares. What does everyone say to that?"

I looked around the room. Everyone seemed to like the idea. They got to keep playing, and I got to remain nude. "Alright," I said reluctantly, like I had a say in the matter anyway.

Katie dealt the cards again, starting with me this time. I looked at my 4 and didn't really care for it. I passed it off for a queen. The four went around to Ally who opted for a flip. She got a two. That was the low card. 

She stood up and took off her jeans, sliding them down carefully. "Hey, I think Ally and Jessica had on matching panties," Richard exclaimed. "I think this was a planned game and they both wanted to show us their panties."

"It was not," was all Ally could come up with for reply. She completed her minute and then was reseated once again.

Katie dealt once again, starting with herself this time. Richard passed on his card, which only made it to Bruce, who stayed. Everyone else stayed, but I didn't want to risk it with my 5, so I elected for a flip. I got a 10. Dave was low with a 4. I guess I would have been safe.

Dave stood up and slipped off his socks. He stood in the middle for his allotted time and then sat back down.

Katie shuffled once again and dealt to Richard. He stayed, Dave passed, as did Bruce, Ally passed the 3 to me and got my 4. I passed and got Katie's 7. She flipped a queen. Ally was again low. She stood up and didn't bother looking at anyone, she simply slipped off her bra and her 34b breasts were out for all to take in. After her time she sat down, putting her hands at her sides, obviously not enjoying herself.

Katie dealt to Dave this time, Dave stayed. Bruce passed his card to Ally. She looked at it and seemed to ponder it. Then she passed it on to me. It was an ace. I quickly passed it on to Katie, who looked at it and stopped, "You got an ace, and you have to do two dares." A moment of realization settled on my face.

"Well, what should her dares be?" Katie asked.

"I want to give her spankings again," Richard jumped in with.

"Alright, your first dare is to allow everyone 20 spankings. Up on all fours for us," Katie commanded.




The Next Day



I started to protest, but reconciling in my mind I had no choice, I got on all fours. Having seen Ally in this position made it that much more visual for me. I was scared. I was nervous. I was dripping wet. Everyone got behind me and Richard was first in line to start the spankings. He began to caress my bottom before he reeled off the spankings, hard and fast, then he rubbed again.

"That's enough," Katie said. "We all need a chance."

Dave went next and went very easy on me, giving me the required amount but not very hard. My flinching must have been obvious. Bruce went next and followed Dave's lead and went easy on me. I saw Katie whisper to Ally, and then Ally got behind me. She began with a few swats in the middle of my bottom, just like yesterday. But each swat seemed to be a bit lower. Eventually Ally wasn't spanking my bottom so much as my pussy. It stung, but felt so odd and so weird and so good that I accidentally moaned aloud. Once she completed her 20 she wiped her damp palm on my bare bottom. This caused me to be extremely embarrassed.

Katie next lined up and did essentially the same thing, making a very obvious drying of her hand on my butt. Once she was done I went to sit down to cover up my excitement. "Don't move," Katie commanded. "I think she is a bit hot right now. I suggest we cool her off by sliding an ice cube in her pussy." She didn't wait for any response; she simply got up and left the room. When she returned she squatted down in front of me. I could tell her panties had a damp spot on them, but it wasn't as visible on white.

"Talk this ice cube and slide it inside your pussy and let it melt," she commanded.

I took the ice cube and bracing myself I slid it inside me. It felt almost a burning cold, a direct contrast of my feelings. It was so extreme that I thought I would orgasm right then and there. I eventually got used to it and could feel the water leak out as it melted. After several minutes I announced, "I think it is melted."

"Okay, then back to the game," Katie said.

I looked around the room. There were looks of awe and amazement on all the guys faces. I noticed a damp spot on Bruce's boxer briefs. I think he had a little precum forming.

Katie took a moment and then dealt out the next hand. Bruce stayed, Ally passed me her 6 for my jack. I passed it on to Katie for a 4. Not a good trade for me. Everyone stayed until Dave, who opted for a flip, which came up a queen. Everyone flipped and I was low.

"I'd like to see Jessica suck on a nipple for us," Dave offered with a smile.

"I'd like to see her stick something else in her pussy," Richard said.

"I know," Katie suggested, "let's have her put her finger in her pussy and make her nipple wet, then lick it clean for us."

Everyone seemed to like this idea. I swallowed. I knew I didn't have a choice. I slid a finger inside myself, I was so wet. I was afraid I would erupt then and there. I smeared my juice on my nipple then I bent my head down, pulling my nipple up to my mouth. I couldn't quite reach it, so I flicked my tongue out. I could taste myself on my nipples. I licked it clean with my tongue.

"Very nice," Dave complimented me.

Katie agreed as she took the cards and dealt again. This time I had a jack and was good. Katie passed her card and looked disappointed with the return. After passing around, Katie wound up low with a 3.

She looked around at everyone. I think she may have been disappointed she pushed the game as far as she did. She reached up and undid her bra, sliding it off and dropping it, revealing her 32a breasts. They weren't so much breasts as they were large, erect nipples. She was obviously having a good time. After the minute she sat back down and dealt again.

This time I stayed with an 8, and everyone stayed. Turns out I was low.

"How about that little show you owe us," Katie said.

My face reddened. I didn't know what to say. I just slid forward a bit then lay down, legs spread. I slowly slide my finger inside myself. I knew I would not last very long. I felt my finger go inside, then after a few moments it almost felt like I blacked out. I was in a daze. Once I seemed to "sober-up" I looked up. I heard a gasp from Bruce, who quickly covered up his briefs.

"I need to go," he said in a hurried voice as he grabbed his pants to pull them up. Everyone could see he had an accident in his shorts while watching. Everyone else took the hint and began to get dressed as well. Ally pulled on a t-shirt before handing me my panties and t-shirt. Katie pulled on her sweatshirt and pants. Ally and I also finished getting dressed.

"Well, this was, uh, fun," said Richard. "I hope we can do this again soon." He had a big smile on his face.

The guys quietly gathered up their stuff and headed out. Katie said she would take us home too. We could give her the shirts back later.