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The Exhibitionist Pt. 02

By: Dr. Bull



CHAPTER 1: The Road Trip

It all started two years ago when Mitch and Karen decided to get into shape, the years had added a couple pounds here and a bulge there. Now with the kids gone it was time to look as good as they feel, so they joined a health club. As the extra inches came off Karen's confidence and self-confidence swelled. Her journey into exhibitionism started innocently enough in her own backyard, (see Spanish Fly) and then continued up close and personal with a friend of Mitch's, (in The Exhibitionist). 

Mitch was going out of town again, about every two months he would end up going out of town to a city about 3 hours from home for a week of meetings, networking and what he claimed was boring nights. Karen knew better, Mitch was a strip club connoisseur and seldom missed a chance to go when he was out of town. "You'll just go stare at tittys," she wined.

"If their out, I'm looking," he chuckled. He was trying to pack, but Karen wasn't helping, she lay across the bed, wearing a red and black corset with a half cup top that pushed her D cup breasts up and her nipples out over the top. The corset narrowed at her waist accentuating her wide hips, her fingers absent-mindedly curling her pussy hair. She was pouting over the inevitable Mitch had to go. "You could come along, you know," he said as he ran a finger from her ankle to her thigh.

"Not tomorrow," Karen smiled and stretched, pushing her breasts further up in the corset, "I have to finish my project at work... but maybe later in the week." 

"We would have fun out on the town, dinner, dancing ...."

"Flashing, sex in public and shopping!" Karen cut him off, striking a pose, "I need more lingerie, don't ya think?"

"Honey, you can buy all you want." 

"Will you let me show Curt?" She asked with a shy grin. The day before Mitch and his best friend had returned from their golf game to find Karen dancing naked in the backyard. (read The Exhibitionist) 

"'He will never look at you the same way again," Mitch chuckled, "I swear probably still has a hard on." Closing the lid on his suitcase, he rolled it off the bed.

Karen rolled over toward him, "Did you leave room for me?" She batted her eyes and smiled.

As usual, Mitch got together with Greg, Monday after their meetings and they spent the evening at Northern Exposure, a strip club just north of the city. Greg worked for the same company Mitch did, just in a different office they had run into each other several times at the club, so now they just seemed to meet there. They might not be regulars at the bar, but they were known, good tippers usually are. 

"Going to the ballet" made being out of town for a week bearable. Northern Exposure isn't a high end joint, it is more like a neighborhood bar with dancers. A half dozen girls trade off every two songs, they might hit you up for a private dance, but their not trying to hustle you for drinks. Spend a little time and you get to know them, single mothers and college girls ranging in age from 18 to 30+. The first time that Greg and Mitch met here Greg met a girl that had gone to school with his daughter. Now both the daughter and the dancer were in their thirties, Brandy has long red hair, a slender body and C cups. Charlie was also one of their favorite dancers, at 6'2" her black hair was short, her body was full figured like Karen's, but her tits were huge, natural hangers. The kind of flesh mountains that could suffocate a man. Both gals were friendly, intelligent and sexy, Greg and Mitch enjoyed being around them. Tipping is a fine art and the great thing about small strip clubs is tipping rules can be lacks, the girls can spend as much or as little time as they want with each customer. Mitch would lie on the stage with his tip in his mouth and the girls would rub him down with their tits and collect their tip.

After Mitch had left the next morning, Karen went to work on her plan, she would be joining Mitch very soon. She had already arranged with Lori, her boss, to take off the rest of the week as soon as she finished her special project. Monday was frustrating, but by Tuesday afternoon it all came together. 

After a night of debauchery Greg and Mitch returned to their motel promising the girls to return the next night.

Tuesday afternoon Karen had her bags packed and was on her way, the sun shine warmly through the window of the car as she cruised down the blacktop. An hour into the trip Karen pulled into a rest area; out in the middle of nowhere she had the place to herself. After answering nature's call she returned to the parking lot, the summer sun was beating down across the Wyoming desert, her snug fitting silk shirt was already unbuttoned down between her breasts showing the edge of the flesh colored bra she wore. As she opened her car door and started to get in, the heat rolled out almost pushing her back. It was time to put on something cooler, get more comfortable for the rest of the trip, she started the car letting the AC run and hit the open trunk button. She stepped behind the vehicle opening the trunk lid and fished in her overnight bag for a lighter shirt. She found one of Mitch's shirts she had confiscated, "I look better in it." He had agreed, but 'no bra' when she wore it, was the deal he made with her. A tight fitting grey & black collared bowling Tee shirt, it had buttons running down the center, so that even though it would slip over your head it could also be unbuttoned. It held her up in the right places and allowed her to open it to show more cleavage. 

"Perfect!" Karen said to herself as she held it up, looking up and down the highway, there was no one coming from the west and a truck had just crested the hill to the east, might be close but she figured she could change before he go too close. Setting the tee shirt on the open lid Karen unbuttoned the silk shirt and unhooked her bra from between her breasts, slipping both back over her shoulders, over her elbows and then they stopped locking her arms behind her. Karen realized she had forgotten to unbutton the buttons on the cuffs of her shirt; they were tight enough not to slip off and now the cuffs were covered with the cloth of the sleeves. 

HOOOONNNKK! The air horn on the big rig scared Karen half to death and caused her to spin towards the sound, she had for gotten about the truck, only there wasn't one truck, but three more following the one she had seen. Her breasts now exposed to the entire convoy each of them blasting their air horn at her as she struggled unable to slide her shirt back on so she had to remove it. The first driver waved after she turned with her arms behind her. The second driver and his hand were both waving, as she was able to get one arm loose, HOOOONNNK! The third truck driver got his waved returned from the half-nude woman at the rest area. Finally clear of the silk shirt Karen waved at the last driver as she slipped the new shirt over her head, her nipples were hard with excitement as she pulled the cloth over them and closed the trunk lid. HOOOONNNK! HOOOONNNK! HOOOONNNK! She could hear the drivers still honking as she got in the car and pulled away from the rest area going on the way they had come from. The AC felt good so she unbuttoned her shirt allowing the cool air to blow across her flesh as she traveled down the road. 

Greg caught Mitch at the door as they were leaving their last meeting of the day, "Ballet?" he asked quietly?

"Of course," Mitch's answer came back quickly, "where you headed for dinner?"

"I though I'd try that bar with the prime rib," Greg was ten to fifteen years Mitch's senior, his voice gravely from years of smoking and drinking. "Want to come along?" 

"Sure, I need to go up to the room and check in with Karen, and then I'll meet you there say six thirty?" They headed to their own motels, as Mitch stepped into the lobby; he called Karen, "Hey Honey! Where are you?" he asked.

"Right behind you," Karen was laughing as she stepped from the lounge in the lobby, where she had been waiting for two hours while skillfully holding off the advances of a couple salesmen. She had buttoned up the shirt, but had left most of it open a rather daring cleavage line where nearly as much her breast was showing, as was hidden. Karen had enjoyed the attention and the drinks; mostly she kept an eye out for Mitch as they kept an eye on her breasts. "Got any plans big boy?" she giggled as she hugged him and wondered what the salesmen thought as she left with him.

"I was meeting Greg for dinner, then we were going out for drinks at a strip joint," Mitch walked her out to her car to get her luggage, "but I can call him and cancel."

"Can't I just tag along?" Karen asked.

Karen & Mitch entered the dark interior of the Sand Bar, looking for Greg, he was sitting at a table across the room, and he caught their eye and motioned them towards the table. Karen's shirt had gained a button, showing a bit less cleavage, but obviously, she was not wearing a bra as she bounced across the room. The food and conversation was nice, even if Greg's eyes never left her chest.

After dinner, Greg started to excuse himself mumbling something about going to his room. 

"I thought we all were going to a strip joint," Karen said stopping Greg in his tracks.

*

CHAPTER 2: The Club

"You want to go?" Greg asked, looking back and forth between Karen & Mitch.

"Of course, it sounds like fun!" Karen was laughing, "Besides what kind of a wife would I be if I didn't check out where you boys spend your evenings." She batted her eyes at Greg waiting for some excuse, but none came. Twenty minutes later, they pulled into Northern Exposure's parking lot. Walking through the door they were welcomed like old friends, Mitch caught the cover charge, while Greg escorted Karen to the bar and ordered them all a round. The place was almost empty, it was still early and a Tuesday, by the time Mitch joined them Greg was already introducing Karen to Brandy & Charlie. 

"So Mitch, you finally brought the little woman in to meet us." Charlie gigged him as he joined the group. Karen and Charlie were built very much alike with two notable exceptions, Charlie had black hair and her breasts were much larger than Karen's D cups, that and the fact that she was wearing six inch heels towered her over Karen.

"She insisted." Mitch replied. 

"Just wanted to meet the girls, My Guy, hangs out with when he comes to town," Karen injected. 

"She's Pretty Mitch!" Brandy said to Karen as much as Mitch, "I like her and she is no 'little' woman." The red head looked over Karen and questioned, "D or double D?"

Karen blushed a bit, "I wear a D, but they are almost a Double." Even though the two other girls outfits were more revealing, suddenly Karen felt like they were undressing her. She downed her drink and looked at Mitch, "Honey can you get me and my friends, another drink?" Karen was happy, she had been afraid the girls would treat her badly and the guys would ignore her for the dancers. It was as Mitch had described it, a small neighborhood bar. 

The drinks arrived as Lola took the stage, a pretty and very petit blond, who danced with a nice ass but hardly any tits. Mitch and Greg tipped her a couple of times, "hate to see a gal working for nothing." There were only about six others in the bar, four were shooting pool in the back and the other two were at the bar. Therefore, Greg and Mitch were about the only ones tipping, next up was Brandy and the crowd move into the stage. Brandy was a local favorite, with her long red hair and white tits, Greg and Mitch both had taken their turns at the rail tipping Brandy, both were rewarded with a face full of tits. Karen had been watching the boys and decided it was her turn.

"Charlie... can I give her a tip?" Karen was unsure if women were allowed to tip the dancers on stage. . 

"Sure Hon, she would love one from you." Charlie giggled, "I know I would!"

Karen grabbed a couple bills from Mitch's stack and passed him and Greg on their way back. Walking up to the stage, she tried to hand the bills to Brandy who was having none of it. Taking the bills from her she slipped on in on either side of Karen's shirt, her fingers brushed across her nipples inside the shirt, making them hard. Brandy then pulled Karen's head to her own breasts rubbing her nipples across Karen's eyes and lips. Brandy then moved her own lips to Karen's then worked her way down her neck all the while she was massaging Karen's breasts outside the shirt. Brandy dove deeply into Karen's cleavage and came out with a dollar in her mouth, spitting out she shoved her face even deeper into Karen's cleavage as she went after the bill on the other side. 

Karen returned to the table a bit flushed, her shirt stretched out a bit and a button had come undone, once again exposing more of her cleavage. "Wow that was... Amazing," Karen blushed, "I have never had a woman touch me like that."

Charlie smiled at her, "You need to tip on stage next time." Karen gave her a lost look, "Ask Mitch, he'll show you. Meanwhile I need to get ready for my set." 

Charlie slipped off to the dressing room and Brandy came off the stage, topless carrying her outfit. She stopped at each of the tippers, giving each a hug including Karen. 

Charlie took the stage with a flourish that included a swing on the pole upside down, her left breast popped out of her corset top. 

"So Mitch," Karen asked, "what is an 'on stage' tip? Charlie said you could explain it to me."

"No worries luv," Mitch replied in his best Auzy accent, "watch." He walked up to the stairs leading onto the stage; Charlie acknowledged his presence and motioned his to lie down on the stage, which he did. 

Charlie danced up above Mitch's head then dropped down putting his head between her knees, she pulled both massive tits out of the corset, Mitch was on stage but Charlie was looking at Karen. "Watch carefully," Charlie's voice carried across the room, the she went into action. She went up on her knees giving Mitch a view of her g-string from below, she reached out grabbing his shirt pulling it up exposing his belly and chest. She fell forward onto her hands, dragging her breasts back and forth across Mitch's nude torso. Charlie watched Karen's reaction as she smothered the other woman's man with her breasts; Karen's reaction went from shock to amazement, then to interest. Before Charlie finished with Mitch, Karen was standing at his feet next in line. "Thanks sweetheart," Charlie whispered in his ear, "stay close." 

With his face covered with tits Mitch was not sure what Charlie was talking about until he sat up and was looking into his wife's eyes. She was biting her lip and blushed as he smiled at her. Charlie was talking to her, as Mitch held her hand as she climbed the stairs, taking his place.

Karen was nervous as Mitch helped her onto the stage; Charlie's voice was soothing, as Mitch stayed positioned at her feet. Karen's was head between Charlie's legs she looked up at Charlie's breasts and into her eyes beyond. 

Mitch watched as the men in the bar moved closer, it was amazing how if a female customer made it to the stage an unspoken signal went out, to see someone other than the dancer's tits, it was dirtier somehow, sexier and everyone hoped to see Karen's tittys. Dancers know, tips roll in from all around the room as soon as the customer's tits show up, guy's that will not normally tip, roll out for semi-lesbian set. 

Charlie leaned down and whispered something in Karen's ear, Karen nodded her head and Charlie started dancing, on her knees, over Karen's face. She stretched out down Karen's body, rubbing her tits over Karen's body, ending with her head between Karen's legs. Charlie shoved her face into Karen's crouch, rubbing the denim across her pussy, slowly sliding back toward Karen's head, Charlie drug her breasts over Karen's body, as her face reached Karen's shirt, Charlie grabbed the bottom of Karen's shirt in her mouth, then Charlie sat up bringing the shirt with her. Karen's tits were exposed to the entire bar, her hands reacted moving to cover, then stopped, Charlie let go with her mouth, her hands moved Karen's shirt above her breasts, then she moved forward brushing her own nipples across Karen's. Money was flying at the stage, Charlie slid back, her breasts fell into Karen's face, Charlie ran her fingernails down the center of Karen's torso to her belly button then back up and across her tits, stopping to tweak and play with her nipples. Charlie played with Karen's breasts licking and kissing them, finally sitting back up; she kissed Karen's cheek and helped her set up.

The whole experience was amazing to Karen, fear turned to pleasure, the fingernails caressing her was so erotic, and then having someone other than Mitch touching her breasts was so exciting. She was turned on, and then suddenly it was over. She sat up looking not only at Mitch, but also at what seemed to be every man in the bar. "Woo-Hoo!" Karen raised her left hand above her head as she took Mitch's hand with her right as he helped her off the stage, her shirt still bunched up under her arms, much to the delight of the patrons. She was sure some how there were more men standing around the bar watching her then there were in the whole joint when she started, all looking at her tits. Standing for a moment at the bottom of the stairs, she raised both hands, shook her tits allowing her to shirt fall down and then she headed for the table. 

Karen's shirt only fell down about half way leaving her nipples and the lower half of her breasts exposed as she walked by the crowd of men. Greg waited at the table with Brandy who was still applauding Karen, when they reached the table she stumbled tits first into Greg, who caught her at the waist, rather slowly she picked herself up brushing her tits across his face. "Oops! I'm sorry." She laughed.

"I'm not," Greg looked at Mitch, "I mean it was an accident." Mitch just smiled and shook his head.

"Girl you're a natural," laughed Brandy, as she helped Karen pulled her shirt back into place, "a natural flirt, you would do well as a dancer."

Karen blushed, "I couldn't."

"Sure you could, if you wanted," Brandy encouraged.

"No, no, do you really think?" Karen looked at Mitch and Greg who were both nodding.

"I could use some therapy," Greg smiled.

"Me too!" laughed Mitch.

"Therapy?" Karen did not understand.

"Don't worry," answered Brandy, "they just want to see your boobies."

"Could I really dance here?"

"We could get Joe to let you," said Charlie, who had just finished her set and stopped at the table still topless. "Do you really want to?"

"Mitch? What do you think?" Karen looked to her man.

"You're sexy enough, you dance well enough, all I ask is you remember who you came with when its time to go home." was Mitch's answer.

Another round of liquid courage and Karen was ready, "So how do we set this up? And what will I wear?"

Brandy got up and walked over to Joe, the owner, Charlie said, "Don't worry, we will take care of it." she got up and started talking to the other dancers. 

Brandy came back and grabbed Karen, "Come with me girl." and they headed to the dressing room.

The girls had no more than disappeared through the door when Joe showed up at the table. "Uh, Mitch, I uh need to ask a favor," Joe looked uncomfortable.

"What do you need?"

"If your lady is gonna dance, I need you to sit on the far side of the bar."

"What? Why?"

"Well," Joe explained, "some guys have a problem watching their old lady stripping for other guys. So we just need to put you out of reach, if you know what I mean. Your friend can stay," that made Greg smile, "but I need you to come sit with me. Ok?"

Mitch started to object, then just stood and grabbed his beer, "Enjoy the show," he said to Greg. Who smiled back, nodded his head and patted his stack of bills. Mitch followed Joe to the other side of the bar, a good view of the stage, with a barrier between him and it." The next dancer finished her set and the bar was filling up. Mitch had watched as a couple groups come in since Karen and the girls disappeared, where there were a dozen men watching when Karen and Charlie were on stage, the was now a couple dozen, with nearly all the seats on pervert row taken. He was a bit nervous for her and getting antsy. Then she came out of the door, flanked by Charlie and Brandy.


The Exhibitionist Pt. 02



Back in the dressing room Karen was swept away by the two girls. A bit of makeup, stripped down and given a trim, costume picked out and lessons on how and when to remove what. Look at each man; don't expect him to look at your eyes. What is your music? Do not use the pole, until you have had time to practice. They stood her up and turned her toward the mirror, she could not believe her eyes; her daddy would not even know her. A valentines red teddy very sheer with a g-string borrowed from Charlie and some red hooker boots from Brandy, bright red lips and a red see through robe. She was SEXY! Even if she did say so herself, her breasts filled the cups, not overflowing but full, her nipples showed through the laced top. It was perfect except the g-string had to be pulled up high on her hips or it was loose.

"Are you ready? Kandi," asked Brandy."

"Kandi?"

"Always use a stage name," answered Charlie, "we thought Kandi would fit."

"I like it, I'll be your Valentine Kandi," she giggled at herself in the mirror and headed for the door. They heard Lola's name as she was leaving the stage and the break music start, Brandy was next in rotation, but not this time. 

She entered the barroom as one of the other girls stepped from the stage, the girls steered her toward the DJ Booth, chose two songs and was moved toward the stage quickly. Karen hardly reached the steps when the music faded and she heard, "LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, FOR THE FIRST TIME ON ANY STAGE, NORTHERN EXPOSURE IS PROUD TO BRING YOU... KANDI VALENTINE!" 

Karen/Kandi took the stage to a classic rock favorite Neil Young's 'Cinnamon Girl' the steady back beat was perfect to dance too. Kandi (for that was who Karen had become in her mind) dropped her robe wiggled her ass and shook her cleavage at the crowded bar. Her first tip came right away; Greg was standing at the rail, hands behind his back and a tip in his mouth. She knew just what to do, prancing up to him, she knelt in front of him and pulled her tits out of the top of the teddy, for the second time that night, her tittys were massaging his face.

Greg was having a great time; he wondered about Mitch bringing his wife along, she always seemed quiet at the company parties. He and Mitch were not what most folks would call friends, but they did enjoy each other's company. Tonight was turning out to be very interesting, Karen tipping on stage, her 'fall' into him, now as "Kandi" on stage. She was a very pretty woman and her being Mitch's wife made it seem... Dirtier. First in line to give her a tip, Greg hardly got back to the table, grabbed more cash and returned to the stage. Obviously she had been watching the other dancers, taking tips in different ways, she had pulled the teddy down off her shoulders leaving her breasts exposed the smile on Kandi's face told him she was having fun. She spotted him at the rail and came back to him shaking her torso, bouncing her tits, she stopped in front of him and wiggled her hips like a belly dancer, and her hands grasped the rail above her head. She hooked her leg around his neck, pulling him toward her g-string, her raised leg picked up the bottom of the teddy, allowing him a view, her g-string was a little loose, as she wiggled in front of him more and more was visible under it. Kandi dropped her leg, collected her tip, and went back to dancing. 

Not one to miss an opportunity, Greg moved to the stage stairs, this would be her first on stage tip. She motioned him to lie down, dancing directly over his face; Greg could see the g-string was even looser, the teddy kept everyone but someone in his position from seeing. He was taking advantage of a rookie mistake. Kandi knelt down improving Greg's view; it was very loose hanging a good inch below her now exposed pussy. Kandi reached forward grabbing his shirt and pulled it up exposing his chest, forward again she started her nails at his belt line and slid back tracing them along till she reached his nipples, that was when she committed her second rookie mistake, she sat down on Greg's face. Greg saw it coming and took advantage as she lowered herself down he moved the g-string to the side with his nose, her wet pussy lips parted sliding over his nose, bathing his lips in her juices.

Karen/Kandi was riding a sexual high dancing for all the men and when Greg's familiar face would appear, it was a real turn on. He was her first tipper and now her first on stage tipper, she enjoyed what Charlie had done with her nails across her skin and having her nipples played with, and she decided to do the same to Greg. Her first song ended as she knelt down over him, as she started playing with his nipples, Karen sat lower and felt his nose bump her vagina, and it felt like the g-string was not there. A little wiggle and she nearly climaxed, as his nose entered her. She knew the moment it happen, but it felt so good. She lifted up just a bit, and then started back down on his face, he moved just a bit and this time his tongue licked across her clit, it was amazing she looked to see if anyone knew. The sheer fabric was just enough to block the views of the others; she pushed the teddy lower away from her breasts covering him more. Karen played with his chest, wiggled her tits at the crowd, and let him tongue her pussy while everyone watched for thirty seconds to a minute. Then she had to move, rising up off his face her pussy was tingling, "Thank You! Dirty old man!" she whispered in his ear as she sat him upright. 

She backed to the mirror on the back wall, pushing the teddy off around her ankles while pulling the g-string up into -place. She stood now, wearing only a g-string and red boots in front of thirty or so men, it was incredible she circled the stage collecting tips and rubbing her tits on the tippers. The song was ending as she reached Greg for the last time; once again grabbing the bar she pulled him in close with her leg, the g-string had again loosened up and she knew he would get a view.

The song ended and so did Kandi's time on the stage. Picking up her tips, the teddy and robe, she came down off the steps of the stage still in just her boots and g-string, stopping to thank those that tipped her and to receive a few more tips. Eventually she got to their table where Greg and Brandy sat with their drinks and another round of shots; Karen picked up her shot and downed it. Suddenly Mitch was by her side, "Did you have fun, Luv?" Karen pulled herself into his arms and was shaking as he held her, "You were wonderful!" He tried to calm her, "Do we need to leave?" he thought she was crying.

Karen looked up into the eyes of the man she loves, "That was the hottest, most amazing, experience I've had in years..." her eyes were gleaming, as she leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "I want to FUCK you so bad right now!" She kissed him hard and deep, "but I'm not done here yet." She looked deep into his eyes, "Ok?" she would leave with him now if he wanted, but she wanted more of the excitement, the adrenalin rush.

Mitch looked into those eyes, so fired up so excited, "OK, ride your Fantasy; I'll be here if and when you need me. Mean while, I'm just another guy in the crowd." 

Karen stuffed all of her tips into Mitch's pocket, "Thanks Honey, I got to go get dressed." 

*

CHAPTER 3: Private Dances

Greg looked at Mitch and shook his head, "So my friend, how is it?"

"I nearly kicked your ass more than once, my friend," Mitch replied.

"Sorry, if you want me to back off..." Greg's hands were up defensively.

"Your OK, this is what she wanted and she trusts you." Mitch understood why Joe had moved him; several times he started to get jealous and may have gotten into a fight had Joe not stopped him. 

Brandy & Charlie were good taking care of Karen and Mitch was taking good care of them. Charlie headed up on Stage and Brandy took Kandi back to the dressing room. Charlie's set was over before Kandi and Brandy were back; she was talking with Mitch who had been her big tipper. Karen/Kandi had returned with Brandy, who replaced Charlie on the stage. Kandi now dressed in an outfit of Brandy's Mitch recognized it; it was one of his favorites. A business suit jacket with matching shorts it was a great fit. On Karen, it nearly burst open. Hardly containing her tits, she was excited to get back on stage. Joe was headed towards him, "I know Joe, and I'll take Charlie back for a private dance while Kandi is on stage." 

"Private dance? What's that?" Kandi asked.

Charlie explained, "Private dances take place in the back private areas, one dance $20, three for $50, one on one attention just you and the customer and if you scream or yell help the bouncers will eighty six the guy..."

"I think I want to do one," Kandi stated.

"Ask someone," replied Charlie, "just wait till after your set, your up next."

"I want one!" said Greg, as Mitch walked away with Joe and Charlie. 

"Then you'll be my first," Kandi smiled and winked at him, "as soon as I finish my next set."

Kandi hit the stage and the excitement started, of course first in line was Greg, she un buttoned her jacket letting her 'Girls' out, she massaged his face for quite sometime with her breasts, tickling each nipple across his eyes, nose and lips. Releasing him to go on to the next man waiving money to see and feel her breasts. The set went very well, better than the first, she was conscious of the g-string and where it was riding as she was moving men towards her crotch with her legs. When she wanted to, she could leave the g-string loose, depending upon who was tipping at the time. Greg was by far her best tipper and it was loose nearly every time. She was excited about their date in the private room and as her set finished she came off the stage with her clothing over one arm, grabbed Greg's hand and went to find a room. The private rooms are six by four with bat wings in the doors so you can see in and not lock anyone out. A bench seat, small table and an area for the dancer with a horizontal bar hanging from the ceiling and a mirrored back wall. 

As Kandi and Greg walked by the first booth, she glanced inside to see Mitch with his face covered with Charlie's tits. A flicker of jealousy coursed through her as she pulled Greg into the end booth. "$20 for one or $50 for three?" Kandi asked. 

Greg reached in his wallet, pulling out a crisp $100 bill and laid it on the table. "I want the hundred dollar special."

"What's the hundred dollar special?" Kandi was not sure what he meant, Charlie had not mentioned a special. 

"It's a fifty fully nude." Greg had her, he knew it, and Kandi would not go ask.

"No problem, we'll start with the next song," Kandi set her clothing down on the table and stepped out of her g-string. "Like this?" 

Kandi stood posing the song only half over gave Greg plenty of time to soak in her beauty. Five foot seven inches plus the borrowed 4 inch spike heals had her at nearly six foot, towering over his sitting position, the heels went into play pushing her D cups up and out. Greg marveled at how her body curved at the waist then spread out at the hips creating a heart shape that narrowed to her legs. Her bush trimmed to stay in the g-string was shaped the same way. He knew Karen was over forty, but Kandi, the goddess before him looked much, much younger.

Kandi stretched her fingers touched the bar that hung down just the right height for her hands to grab. Grasping it as the song wore down she leaned forward her breasts nearly contacting Greg's face, as the music started she arched her back pulling herself back in line and started swaying to the music. She had taken belly-dancing lessons some years before and now she wiggled her hips and tossed her chest back and forth bouncing her tits off each other. When the second song started, she climbed into his lap and ground in to him the fabric of his pants was rough against her clit, it felt so good she wanted more; turning her ass to him, she walked it up his front pushing against his chest. As the last song started, she looked out the bat wings, seeing no one she grasp the bar above her head stepped her heels on to the bench and shoved her crotch into his face. His tongue flew into action and she rode his face for the full three minutes. 

Back out in the bar Kandi was on the hunt looking for the next private dance, taking a young man who was there with four of his friends, "one for $20, three for $50 or the hundred dollar special?" Kandi asked. Before the night was through, all five of them had had a hundred dollar special, not to mention three other men and Greg made a return trip. At 1:30, they closed the bar, Kandi became Karen once more and Mitch took a tired and horny woman back to the motel to bed. 

As dawn broke and Mitch was getting ready to go to his day of meetings, Karen lay nude in bed counting the thirteen hundred dollars she had made in tips. "So Honey, plans for today?" Mitch asked.

"Shopping for tonight." Karen replied.

"Tonight?"

"I made a weeks salary in one night's tips, we are here three more nights... That's five grand for getting naked." An Exhibitionist was born.



The Exhibitionist Pt. 03



Back at the office

Ever since being watched by the construction crew next door (in Spanish Fly), the show for Curt, Mitch's best friend (The Exhibitionist) Karen loves showing off her body. Her stage performances (The Exhibitionist 2) made her want more men to watch her, the four nights on stage made her enough money to pay off some bills she and Mitch had building up. Nevertheless, it was not the money; she was getting off on showing off. 

Returning to work was hard to do, having made some quick cash, being aroused herself, ogled and watched by so many men. But one must get back to the real world. In Karen's real world that meant payroll, for several years she had taken care of payroll and HR for the local county. Seemed boring after the week working as a stripper, but Mitch had enjoyed watching her on stage and she was teasing him constantly wearing the costumes she had bought. Karen's bras were frilly, shear and her clothing became sexier even at the office. Then it happened, Karen dripped a drop of ketchup on her blouse during lunch so she grabbed a damp cloth and stepped into her office to clean it before the stain set slipping her blouse off she cleaned the offending spot, standing there in her nude colored bra her nipples showing through the opaque fabric, when her door burst open. "Karen, can I talk to you about my re-tire-ment," Jim the maintenance supervisor stuttered as he saw how she was dressed. Karen looked up her nipples were pointed right at him. "Sssorry." Jim mumbled still staring, as he fell backward out the door. 

Karen picked up her blouse slowly covered herself as he backed out, "my fault," she giggled as he closed the door. "Wait!" Karen called as she struggled to put her shirt on. Once dressed Karen walked out into the main office, "Did Jim leave?"

"Yeah, he seemed to be in a hurry."

Karen chuckled, went back to her office and rang his extension; with no answer, she left him a message. A couple hours later, Jim was knocking on Karen's now open door. "Everyone dressed?" 

"Just sit down and be quiet," Karen said with a half blush pinking her cheeks, "you know you enjoyed the view."

"I surely did," Jim quipped, "if more gals around here dressed like that for lunch, I would never retire." He sat down and found himself staring at Karen's chest. He tried to look away but he imagining her still just in her bra, the faint outline of her areolas and nipples were burned into his mind's eye. 

Karen felt his eyes trying to see through her shirt and bra, sliding her chair back and bending forward looking in a drawer, she gave Jim a view down her blouse across the top of her breast. His deep breath gave her the same feeling she had gotten on stage. Her nipples hardened, her breath slowed, Karen wanted this man to see her naked. "This may take some time," Karen, told him, "an hour or so." 

"Ok by me," he answered, looking at the clock, 4:50 on the dial, "but you might need to go home." Jim looked back toward Karen and thought her blouse was a button or two farther open, but he might be wrong.

Karen's blouse was down two buttons, as far as she dared during working hours. "I can stay, to help you." She walked over to the file cabinet, opened the bottom drawer, bending over Karen's bra covered breasts nearly fell out of her shirt on full display for Jim's eyes. Taking her time finding the file, she wiggled her breasts causing her cleavage to throb and pulse. As Karen stood her left breast half hung out of her shirt, slowly she pulled her shirt into place, as she walked back to her desk, setting a pile of paperwork on her desk.

"A little late to start that isn't it?" Lori, Karen's boss stuck her head in the room, "We are locking up, you going to be long?"

"I just have a couple things to show go Jim, then I'm outta here." Karen answered.

"Besides your offices are where I'm cleaning tonight," Jim commented, "don't worry about us."

Lori and the rest of the office locked Karen and Jim in and left for the evening, Karen stood leaning over the desk her shirt practically open exposing herself to him as she pointed at and highlighted things on the paper Jim never saw. "Jim, can I dance for you?"

Jim's eyes never left her chest as he murmured "Dance for me..." the music started from the ipod on her desk and Karen started moving to the beat. Jim did not know what to do or say, so he watched as Karen unbuttoned her shirt as she stepped onto a chair then onto her desk. It was a sexy secretary fantasy and he was the center of her attention.

Karen felt the shift as her Kandi the stripper took over; she stood dancing slowly to some old Bob Segar, as she dropped her shirt in to her chair. Kandi laughed at Jim's slack jaw, then turned looking out the window, she had forgotten to draw the blinds. However, no one could see in except maybe a couple windows in the building across the parking lot and it was after five, so she did not worry about. Unclasping her bra still facing the window Karen dropped it on her shirt and faced Jim, bouncing her tits back and forth. Second song on the ipod found her skirt in the same pile, followed quickly by her panties, totally nude Kandi was excited to be dancing for another man. She moved across the large desk grabbed Jim's hand pulled him closer to the desk shoving her tittys into his face for a moment or two while he licked and kissed them. Then she stood turned toward the window, bending over pointing her pussy toward his face. Looking out the window to her surprise looking out the windows across the way were a number of heads filling each window. Karen realized she was dancing for Jim and the inmates in the jail across the way. She waved then stepped off the desk out of their sight, concentrating once again on Jim. The fourth song found her giving him the lap dance of his lifetime, sitting on his hand as his fingers slipped inside her pussy, her tits in his face. Karen felt herself about to push a boundary she promised herself she would not, so she climbed up off Jim's lap, leaned in and kissed him lightly on the cheek. "Go home for dinner and fuck your wife, you both could use it." Karen took his hand and led him to the door, handed him his paperwork, "Now go!" 

Jim stood, still in shock, "Thanks..." he mumbled as she closed the door.

Locking the door, Karen walked back toward the window, looking out over at the jail a few men still stood looking at her window. Karen was far enough away to not make out their faces and felt they would not know hers. A captive audience excited her, climbing back on the desk, Karen's hands rubbed across her breasts, then down between her legs, her pussy still wet from Jim's fingers. Seeing the windows fill with heads and torsos she put on a show for those lonely bad boys, fingering her self while playing with her tits. 

When Karen left she just stuffed her panties and bra in her purse, the building was empty as she left. Karen drove around past the jai windows, they could not see her at this angle, but it excited her just thinking about the show she had given them. Time to head home, Mitch was going to get lucky tonight. Once on the highway Karen unbuttoned her shirt and pulled her skirt up to her waist, letting the cool air from the air conditioning blowing across her flesh, teasing her nipples and occasionally her clit. 

Pushing the speed limit wanting to get home, Karen soon found that a friendly highway patrolman wanted to talk with her. "Crap!" Karen was not happy all she wanted was to go home and fuck her husband.

Patrolman Jeffreys had been patroling that stretch of road for three years, he had seen the blonde MILF traveling along the route the whole time, but always running at or near the speed limit. Today she was flying, he hit the lights and pulled in behind her.

"Oh Shit!" Karen growled as the red and blue lights flickered behind her. She found a wide spot along the highway and pulled over, pulling her skirt down a bit she quickly tied the tails of her shirt together as the officer walked up and tapped on her window. "Hello officer, can I help you?"

The sight before patrolman Jeffreys' 

Eyes was not what he expected, the woman before him was wearing a very short skirt and her braless breasts were almost falling out of her shirt. Behind his mirrored sun glasses his eyes soaked in the sight. This was no little girl trying to get out of a ticket, her large breasts were perfect. "License, registration and proof of insurance, please."

Karen nervously reached for her purse as she opened it her bra and panties seemed to fly out on their own. Karen blushed as she took her license out and handed it to the officer. "I'll need your registration and insurance."

"Oh, yes, wait," Karen reached across the car, her seat belt caught her halfway across the car. Her breasts bouncing the knot of her shirt loosened, she sat back and unbuckled the belt, as the belt slipped away Karen reached again for the glove box and her paperwork. Unknown to her the buckle caught her shirt, separating the knot.

Patrolman Jeffreys watched as the woman sat back, her shirt opened, nipples exposed to her, he watched as she ignored her shirt while looking for her insurance card. Not finding it she again reached into the glove box, her shirt opened further, this time she noticed and got the familier rush of being exposed. Turning towards him Karen asked "Is this what you wanted to see?" Her hand out stretched, paper in hand, breasts offered up to his expressionless face.

Jeffreys took the card, his eyes never even glanced at it. Hypnotised by the bouncing nipples infront of him, slowly he smiled. Handed her stuff back to her, "That is exactly what I wanted to see. Thank you." He stood watching her tits as she put her items away.

"Have a nice day." Karen put the car in gear and slowly pulled away.

"I just did." the officer replied, turning back to his car, realized he should have had her step out of the car, because from this angle the video camera saw nothing. "Next." he said as he cleared his radar.

The air streamed through the window, blowing Karen's shirt causing her nipples to stay hard as she set the cruise for the rest of her trip home. Yep, Mitch was going to enjoy tonight.



The Exhibitionist Pt. 04



Ever since being watched by the construction crew next door (in Spanish Fly), the show for Curt, Mitch's best friend (The Exhibitionist) Karen loves showing off her body. Her stage performances (The Exhibitionist 2) made her want more men to watch her. Showing off went to work (The Exhibitionist 3) Karen worried about her family finding out until she got there.

Since they were kids they shared a birthday and often a bath, just two years separated them, so often their mother bathed them together. As teenagers their adventurous Father moved them to the wilds of Idaho, in a cabin with no running water they often bathed in the hot spring up the road. Lenny went from hating her for "stealing" his birthday, to protecting her as she grew, to fantasizing about her from time to time. But that was then, so long ago, this is now and before has almost been forgotten.

Karen was glad to be back at the orchard, her folks purchased the orchard ten years ago as a place to retire too and had never been so busy. Her brother purchase a place bordering theirs and they ran the orchard together. Although she had never lived there, it felt like a home away from home. At least once or twice a year she drove the six hundred miles to spend a week or ten days with them and visit with all her brothers who lived in the area. She had left Mitch at home, someone had to work. 

Len always enjoyed having Karen come to stay at the orchard, she stayed in the apartment his folks and he had put together for guests. His little sister always looked good, her life with Mitch was good and she always seemed so happy and she dressed... well sexy. He knew it was wrong to think of his sister that way, but damn, he had to admit she is hot. Karen's tits always seemed to be ready to fall out of whatever she was wearing and Lenny enjoyed the show. His wife Julie complained a bit, jealous of how Karen dressed, but then Julie would start dressing a bit more revealing and this time when she heard Karen was coming she started going braless a bit more. The day before she was falling out of her tank top as they had worked in the garden while waiting for Karen's arrival. Yep it was good when Lil' sis came home.

Leonard was up with the sun pretty much every morning, out checking the trees and the animals of the orchard, after checking the grounds he would head over to the parents' house to make coffee so it would be ready when they got up, then he was off to work. The apartment Karen stayed in was across the yard, he glanced in the window wondering if she was up. From the bathroom Karen stepped out drying her hair standing in front of the window. Len could hardly believe what he saw, his baby sister standing buck naked in front of the window, towel covering her head as her large breasts bounced together as she worked the towel. 

Stopped in mid stride Len's eyes took in every inch of her from her large pink nipples to her wet bush, the towel suddenly moved and his eyes met hers, Karen smiled and waved at him the towel at her side covering nothing. Len stumbled backwards, embarrassed he was caught looking at her and amazed she didn't seem to mind.

Karen had woken up early and checked for lights across the yard at her folks, nothing on so she jumped in the shower, she had left the curtains open last night when she went to bed, she could see no reason to close them. She had been getting into exhibition lately, having showed off for a couple of Mitch's friends and even done a little stripping (see the exhibitionist series by this author). She figured what the heck it's just the family anyway, giggled to herself about what her mother might say and wondered if her Father might appreciate how she looked. She had forgotten that she might end up flashing Lenny, but there he was looking in the window at her in all her glory. Karen noticed him almost immediately, but acted unaware to see how long he would look, she gave him a fair show then waved at him, poor boy almost fell over, and then she felt bad. He was disappearing around the end of the garage as Karen grabbed her robe and ran out the door of the apartment after him. 

"LENNY," Karen called as she gathered her robe around her, "I'm sorry!"

Len stopped, 'she's sorry?' He thought to himself? Turning towards her as she bounced across the yard trying to keep her robe closed, (with only marginal success). "I'm sorry Sis, I didn't mean to peep in the window."

"It's OK, I left the curtain open, besides we used to bathe together as kids, not like you saw anything new."

Len blushed, "Not new, but it has improved..." he couldn't believe he had said the words out loud. "I got to go, I hope I see you later." 

Len turned to leave, it was Karen's turn to blush, as they turned, she noticed they were out of sight of the house and an evil thought went through her mind. She pulled off the robe throwing it over her shoulder, the tail high enough her ass was completely exposed. Putting in a little extra swing as she watched her and Lenny's reflection in the window on the door to the apartment. "I hope you enjoyed the show at least," her voice carried in the crisp morning air.

"I did," he laughed as he turned back toward her, once again to be amazed at the view. He stumbled over his own feet as he walked backwards. Karen giggled as she stepped inside, men so typical, even as her brother he couldn't help but look.

Karen's call to Mitch was first order of business, he watched her get dressed via Skype as she told him about her trip and "flashing Lenny" this morning. "He's nearly as big a pervert as you are," Karen laughed as she slipped her shirt on over her braless 38 Ds. "but then he is a man. MMMmm? Could be fun." She giggled.

"They say incest is best." Mitch replied, when Karen showed off for other men got him excited and she had enjoyed showing off and fucking some of his friends, just how far was his slut wife willing to go? "Say Love,"

"Yes?" Karen was brushing her hair.

"Want to play a game?"

She stopped and looked at him on the computer screen, Karen knew that tone and it made her pussy tingle, Mitch always played fun games. "Maybe, what cha got in mind?"

"Naked games involving sex of course." Mitch tested the water slowly.

"Oh Kay..."

"And the male members of your family?"

"And?"

"Perhaps a sister if I'm lucky," Mitch was drooling in his mind.

"What? If you're lucky?" Karen asked?

"I mean if you can."

"Go on," the sound of his voice and the heavy innuendo excited her. Karen felt she could do anything she wanted and knew Mitch was there for her and urging her to reach further than she thought possible. Sex play, with her family, naked with Len was one thing, they had been close all their lives. But she had four more brothers in the area not to mention Mom and Dad. Wait! "Mitchell, Mom is out of bounds!"

"Understandable," Mitch replied, thinking Dad is still in play. "So, you still want to play?"

"I do," she whispered to him, "what is the dare?" 

"Fuck Leonard and Julie, and flash as many members of your family as you can. Extra points for inappropriate touching and time of flash."

"Let me get this straight, you want me to fuck, Leonard and Julie? Together or separately?"

"Your choice."

"And flash the other three brothers?"

"Too much?"

"A lot, but I'll take the challenge." 'I really am a slut' Karen thought to herself, 'but I like it.'

THE FIRST CHALLENGE

After her challenge from Mitch, Karen bounced across the yard to have breakfast with her folks. Her Dad's health had been poorly lately but picked up now that Karen was there. She hugged him good morning and got him some coffee, Mom was busy making breakfast. "What is happening today?" Karen asked.

"The usual, feed the critters, mow the lawn and work the orchard." Replied Bob, her Dad, "I haven't felt up to it recently but I think I can handle a bit of work." 

"Now Robert you take it easy, don't overdo it!" Mom (Toot) called from the kitchen, the words were cross but there was love behind them.

"Oh now I'll be fine, I've got Sis with me and Rob will be along soon." Their second son lived thirty miles away but came by from time to time.

"Rob is coming? Great!" Karen's mind shifted into overdrive, "let me go change into some work clothes."

Karen went back to the apartment through the closet, found an old work shirt of her fathers, western style with snaps and the sleeves cut off, it was of a worn light fabric yet seemed right for a work shirt, she slipped into a pair of denim shorts, checked herself in the mirror, the shirt was a bit thread bare and a little tight in places. Her breasts were covered but they strained the snaps a bit as they crossed her chest. Five snaps, she left the top one undone, show a little cleavage, the bottom ballooned comfortably untucked so she left it that way.

Looking out the window she saw her father in the yard waiting, quickly she joined him. "You make that shirt look better than I ever did," he chided her. "Mitch is a lucky guy and he better know it." He gave her a hug and the got into the motorized cart and headed into the orchard. The old golf cart had been refashioned into a small pickup like affair to haul tools and apples as they moved between the rows it seemed to bounce more than usual, causing Karen's 38 Ds to bounce popping the top snap loose and her nipples to stiffen as they brushed the fabric of the shirt across them. She left it unsnapped since it was just her and Dad, besides she felt she was still covered.

Apple orchards need constant pruning and Karen's Dad and her brothers were constantly working it, today they were working in the back section on some old golden delicious trees. Bob took the ladder out of the back and set it up under a tree, grabbed some trimmers and looked at Karen. "Do you suppose you could do the trimming if I showed you what needed cutting? Your Mom doesn't want me on the ladder anymore but this needs done."

"Sure Dad, I'm here to help." Karen grabbed the trimmers and started up the ladder.

"Let me hold it steady for you," the ladder hadn't moved much but Bob grabbed it as she climbed up. "You see that branch up to the left, there, no the one next to it," Karen stretched out towards the branch and cut it off as her father watched from below. They work that tree and several others, he always seemed to set the ladder to where she seemed to be reaching out over where he was standing to cut off sometimes just the smallest branch. Every time she looked down at him, he was smiling up at her, with a funny little smile. He truly seemed to enjoy working with her. Around noon she heard Mom ringing the old dinner bell, they had been out a while and Bob said "OK Sis, one more branch and we break for lunch."

"Sure thing Dad," Karen love being in the orchard and with her Dad. He stepped up close to the ladder and pointed out the branch, as normal it was a reach as she neared the branch with the cutter she felt a light breeze come up, it playfully slipped up the bottom of her shirt cooling her as the shirt fell away from her chest as it had been doing all day. It felt nice fully stretched like this she looked down her cleavage to see her father's smiling looking back up at her, the knowledge he could look right up her shirt made her nipples go hard. She didn't know if he was looking, but she reached out a bit farther so that if he was, well he got a good view.

Rob showed up as Karen and Bob pulled into the yard for lunch. "Hey Rob, better come in and grab some lunch." Bob shouted as the pulled up. Karen jumped out of the cart and ran over to give her big brother a hug. 

Second to the oldest Rob was the tallest in the family at 6'4", but years working behind a computer had given the once slim man quite a beer belly. After the hug she patted his belly and said "When's it due?"

"Careful Sis," Rob snarled, then reached out pinching her nipple through the thin shirt, "I still know the secrets of a nipple nubbler." giving it a sharp twist. Karen's brothers used to terrorize her when she was small twisting her nipples. This time was much lighter and got an instant reaction.

"OW!" Karen slapped his hand away, her nipple smarting and stiffening against the fabric. "Asshole." She smacked his shoulder and was glad he still felt comfortable doing that. "Let's eat." She rubbed her smarting nipple and lightly pinched the other one so it stood up also.

Lunch was a simple fair, sandwiches and chips, along with a discussion about Rob's work and what he was up too. What was needed doing around the orchard, "Len won't be home from work until around 6:00." Mom had said.

"I'm gonna need a nap," Bob moaned light heartedly, "Karen worked me too hard this morning."

"You should take it easy Daddy," Karen replied, "Rob and I can do some, now that you have me trained up on what to do. Besides he can bring his camera to take some photos, Mitch doesn't believe I work when I'm out here." Rob was quite a photographer and had been for many years, he and Mitch were both into it and always trying to get the next best photo of wildlife or mountains or whatever. A friendly competition critiquing the others work and subjects. 

Rob grabbed his Cannon and off they went to where Karen and her father left off. They rolled up to the tree and Karen started up the ladder, Rob grabbed a few shots as she showed off a bit. He knew she modeled for Mitch or at least seemed to be his favorite subject and now he knew why, she played the camera well. Her long legs coming out of those shorts were great and she was fine looking. Like a fifties pinup girl, at 5 foot 8 Karen was well rounded from her large breasts to her wide hips and round ass she was a photographers dream. Rob stopped, took the camera from his face and reminded himself this was his sister. Karen went on up the ladder to work, "You want to hold my ladder steady?" 

Rob came up taking some shots up at her. "You are as bad as Mitch! Once he has his camera in hand the thing never stops clicking." Karen laughed at him.

"OK Sis, I got it," as he snapped a few more from behind the ladder of her ass, Rob watched her lean out to clip a branch, her shirt falling away from her body, he could see right up it to the bottom of her breasts. He pulled the trigger and let the auto shutter fly, she reached farther giving him even a better shot. He practically had the camera shoved into bottom of her shirt. 

"Got enough?" She turned toward him catching the lens of his camera on her shirt popping the bottom snap, leaving the two remaining snaps struggling to keep her covered.

"What?" 

"Have you got enough shots of my ass?" Karen giggled as she watched Rob blush.

"Well," he stumbled over his tongue, "I though Mitch might like them." Rob though he had gotten away with the up her shirt shots. 

"Ok, well you know Mitch does like boob shots too." Karen grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled. The two buttons parted allowing her breasts out for Rob to see.

"I... Uh... I... Uh" Rob stuttered.

"Untie your tongue and take the pictures already." Leaving her shirt open she proceeded to go back to trimming with Rob's camera burning up megabytes. He walked around beneath her shooting from all angles as she worked the pruners.

Karen moved the ladder down the row continuing to prune where heeded as Rob kept a digital record. After two trees she took the shirt off completely and worked topless. Four more trees and she stopped and looked at her brother. "Now no one but you me and Mitch sees these. Right?"

"Of course," Rob knew it was a white lie, he had a couple friends he might show them to. "Private collection only."

"OK then," Karen took off her work gloves and unsnapped her shorts, "we might as well go the full Monte." She slipped her shorts down slowly as Rob snapped shots, her unshaved mound exposed as she slid the shorts down her legs and stepped out of them. Picking up her gloves she posed, legs slightly spread, hands on her hips. "Alright then back to work." 

Rob was going nuts, if she wasn't his sister he would.... Yeah he would, right there, he was turned on and taking photos, he could make a mint just selling them to the local growers as a calendar. And the whole time she had the most amazing smile on her face.

Karen was over heated herself, posing nude for her brother what the hell as she thinking? But she loved it her pussy was drenched, her huge nipples hard as a rock, about that time a truck rolled by on the county road. "CRAP" she thought too close to the road... she heard the truck hit the brakes and spin in reverse as she jumped off the ladder. Rob never quit clicking that damn camera, she grabbed her clothes and stepped behind a tree pulling her shorts on and quickly snapping up her shirt.

She heard Rob talking, "Naked, no there are no naked women in the orchard." Karen stepped out with the ladder in her hands and started up the next row in the opposite direction. "That's my sister here helping out, but she ain't naked." The truck drove off and Rob joined her. "Well now that was interesting."

They could hear the dinner bell ringing, "Remember, You, Me and Mitch."

With a wide eyed look of innocence Rob replied, "Of course, Lil sis, I love ya. Oh and Thanks?"

"Did your brother take many pictures?" Toot asked as she and Karen did the dishes after the meal. Rob had scooted out as soon as the meal was over with some excuse about work. 

"A few Mom, he promised to send me copies so I'll get you some copies," Karen hoped he had gotten some she could show her mother. Mostly we talked and stuff."

"Your Father sure was acting strange after you two left."

"Oh?"

"He came up to me grabbed my boobs from behind and wanted to have SEX." 

"Really?" Karen blush for two reasons, one her mother talking about the love life and two she figured she was what turned him on. "So did you?"

"Did I what?" Toot turned and looked at her puzzled.

"You know, have sex with him." 

"Heck no, I told him it was too hot and he should just go take his nap." Toot turned towards the kitchen window. "Ten minutes later he was out the door, didn't even take a nap, just back to the orchard. I'm surprised you didn't see him." She sobbed a little, "He never wants it anymore and I didn't know what to say." 

Karen walked over and hugged her Mom and said, "Say Yes."

Len & Julie stopped by after dinner, Julie had been working all day but was getting off early tomorrow, "Why don't you stop by for lunch then maybe we can open a bottle of wine for some girl talk." Julie said to Karen.

"Well I was going to help Dad again..." Karen started.

"Oh Hell," her father said, "You can help me in the morning then I suppose I could give you a break." He laughed.

The folks went to bed most nights a round 9 so the kids excused themselves and found their way home. Karen got on line when she got back to the apartment, checked her email and sure to his word there was an attachment full of photos of Karen in the orchard with a copy to Mitch. She was stripping down when she got a Skype call from Mitch. Her window still open to let in the cool night air and the curtains fully open, she thought about closing them then decided if Lenny wanted a second look...

"Hi Love," came over the speakers even before the camera came into focus. "Looks like you had a fun day with Rob."

They spent the next hour talking about their day, Karen nonchalantly curling her pubic hair and teasing herself as she talked about posing for Rob.

"Sounds like you are having fun," Mitch remarked as she finished telling him.

"I am, wish you were here," she answered as she hung up.

Second Challenge

Karen was up early again the next morning, she looked outside for Len and checked the lights next door, no activity. She jumped through the shower then went through the closet again looking for something else to wear working that morning. She found just what she was looking for, an old tee shirt of her brother Steve. Steve had been a river rat years before and wore shirts with the sleeves cut open almost to the waist, he was big back then and the XXXX shirt flowed around her and if she raised her arms you could see the sides of her breasts. Leaning forward gave anyone a good view of her breast, she felt so slutty in it. Looking out the window she saw the lights on next door and Len making coffee. She stepped out the door of the apartment and the cool breeze reminded her to go back and put on pants. "Shit get your head on girl." She said to no one in particular.




The Exhibitionist Pt. 04



"Morning Lenny!" Karen called lowly as she came in the sliding glass door of her folk's house. 

"Morning," Len held a cup of coffee in his hands and stood with his back to the kitchen watching his sister as she reached up for a cup out of the cupboard. "Nice shirt," her breast was nearly exposed to him. 

"This old thing," Karen smiled cause she knew what he was looking at, "it was in the closet, thought it would be cool for working around here."

"Don't fall out of it," He grinned over the top of his coffee, "or at least let me know when you going to so I can watch."

"That reminds me, I missed you outside my window this morning." Len nearly choked on his coffee as Karen laughed, "curtain is always open or for that matter come on in the door." They had always talked dirty in a teasing way, but something about the way she said it... "Oh and Lenny, will you be joining Julie and I this afternoon?"

"Nope working late again."

"Too bad, you might have gotten to play with this." Karen popped her shirt to the side exposing her right breast to her brother, he started to reach for it. "Nope," she covered it up again stepping back, "you are going to miss out."

"Miss out on what?" Their Mom had entered the kitchen.

"Nothing Mom" Len coughed out.

"Just me and Julie's girls' day, but he didn't want to come anyway." Karen winked at him.

"Be good to your brother Karen," her Mother scolded, "He works hard."

Feigning innocence Karen replied, "I'm good to all my brothers, but Lenny gets a special treat because we share a birthday." 

Len headed off to work and Karen proceeded to help her mother with breakfast, "Isn't that one of Steve's shirts?" Toot asked, "Sure looks cute on you." She tugged at the bottom of the shirt pulling to the right nearly exposing Karen's breast. 

"So" Karen asked to change the subject, "Anything new with you and Dad last night?"

Dropping the shirt and turning back to the stove she replied, "Well you know I got on line to send some emails and by the time I got to bed he was sleeping."

"So, no."

"Exactly, just doesn't seem to work out. I just don't seem to be able to turn him on or whatever it is that you have going on that has even your brothers panting around here like dogs." Toot complained.

"Sure you do Mom, who do you think I got it from? You used to keep Uncle Roy stepping lightly pretty regular as I remember." (Uncle Roy was Bob's brother) "Till they day he died he was peeking down your shirt." Karen laughed.

Toot laughed with her, she looked at Karen with tears in her eyes still laughing. "That man did worship my boobs." They both were laughing, "Ever since the day I popped out of my swim suit in front of him, he spent his life trying to see them again."

"Waa.., wait a minute?" Karen interrupted her, "you popped out of you suit? How did I miss this story?"

Both women were wiping the tears from their eyes as Toot went on." It was the summer after you were born, we were up at the lake swimming and I dove in off the dock. I'm not sure what happened but when I came out of the water my top had come off and was under my boobs holding them up a bit. Plus I was still nursing you so they were a bit swollen and there was your Uncle Roy in front of me staring unable to talk."

"What did you do?"

"I didn't even realize my top was down till I got to my towel and started drying off."

"What did Daddy do?"

"Nothing, I was enjoying the show as much as Roy was." Bob came in from down the hall, "Best boobs I ever saw, Roy used to say and I'd agree with him."

They were all laughing, "Sorry Daddy did we wake you? Karen asked.

"All this cackling our here how's a man supposed to sleep?" Bob winked at Karen. "I suppose I was going to get up any way."

They had a good breakfast laughing about Uncle Roy and other family antics. Until Bob said "Suns up and my slave girl is only working part of a day today so we best get to work."

This time they were working the garden, Karen spent the morning pulling weeds half bent over pulling or working a hoe while Bob was watering with a hose nearby always seemed to be off to one side or the other of her when she looked for him, he would be just smiling like a Cheshire Cat. As it got near noon he looked over at her and said "Hey you're looking a little hot there, want some water?" And he flipped the hose he was holding up twisting the nozzle shooting a stream in the arm hole of her shirt and onto her breasts.

Karen squealed like a little girl and got up as he continued to hose her down, as she playfully tried to get to him her shirt soaked and sticking to her, both breasts out dripping with cold water and her nipples stiffening rock hard. They played for a few minutes like she was still his little girl, finally Karen just fell down on the grass her shirt practically none existent with the water turning it clear she didn't care what it was covering or not covering.

Bob sat down beside her, "Thanks Kid."

"For what Daddy?"

"Just being here and breathing some life back into this family." He talked then about life and Toot and things in general just talking, from time to time he would look over at Karen as she lie there tits hanging out and smiling, " You look so much like your mother used too and still does to me."

Then the dinner bell rang.

Karen got up and helped her father to his feet. She pulled him to her and hugged him, he circled his arms around her and it felt good. Then he pulled her away at arm's length looked her up and down, her tee shirt partially dry, but her breasts still visible. Bob smiled, "You have a date," he hugged her again, "thanks again Sis for waking up this family, do whatever you need to do to. Now go!"

It is a strange thing when you Dad tells you, your sex game challenge is good for the family. Karen walked quickly out of the garden pulling her still damp shirt over her tits, into the apartment for a quick dry off, a change of clothes then the quarter mile walk to Julie and Lens house. She picked a light orange see through shirt that Mitch had picked out for her matched it with a light sarong, no bra of course because what is there to see if you wear that and since she had taken her damp panties off she decided she didn't need them either. Karen grabbed a bag she had set out the night before the bottles inside clinked together and she headed up the road.

Julie had changed outfits three time in prep for her "date" with Karen, conservative? Uh no, tee shirt and shorts? No this was special, Karen wasn't here often and there was something about this trip, she didn't know what it was but something. She and Len were fucking like rabbits since she got here and she liked that. Ok the light flowered peasant works with jeans, she looked in the mirror, and you can see my bra right through the shirt. Off came the shirt, OK no bra. She stopped and looked at herself in the mirror, her boobs were ok, not as big as Karen's, she had big shoulders wider than Len's that made them seem smaller, C cups are respectable she told herself. Although her huge areolas always embarrassed her, they covered nearly a third of each breast, large dark brown with small nipples that grew when she was excited like Pinocchio's nose they would stick out over an inch. The knock on the door brought her back from herself criticism, realized Karen must be here so she slipped the shirt back on and went to the door.

Julie opened the door shouting, "Come on in!" to Karen standing on her front porch. She smiled to see Karen's tits were more visible than her own through the shirts they wore. 

"Hello" Karen answered back, "Sorry I'm late, Dad and I got carried away in the garden this morning. But I brought Margarita fixings! Have you got ice?"

"Ice and a blender coming up." Julie waved her in to the kitchen where she had some food laid out. She pulled the blender out and some ice.

"I love that shirt," Karen reached up and touched the fabric, her hand brushed Julies nipple, which started to grow. "Oh, sorry, that's interesting..."

"Don't worry it does that all the time," they enjoyed their lunch and talked about their jobs for an hour or so.

Karen asked "Margaritas on the back porch?"

"Sounds great!" Julie agreed, so the blended the concoction and took their glasses and the blender outside. Julie's backyard was nice, the covered patio opened into the lush green grass surrounded by trees. A nice little garden sat in the corner and Flowers strategically placed gave it a very pleasant. 

"Julie this is wonderful," Karen exclaimed as they went out the door. "The trees, the flowers, oh and your garden looks wonderful." She stepped off the deck into the yard as Julie followed her, both were sipping their margaritas as Julie guided Karen through the space. "This really is nice, the trees give you privacy. Mitch has been building a 'Naked Area' and it took so much time to get things together and trees or bushes grown."

"A Naked Area? What's that?" Julie questioned.

"You know a place I can wander around naked when I want. Catch a little sun or sit and smoke a cigar and let the breeze flow over my body." Karen explained.

"Mitch makes you wander around naked?" Julie had a puzzled look on her face.

"Mitch doesn't make me do anything," Karen was looking at Julie and noticed her nipples were starting to grow. "But he likes it when I do and joins me often, but I use it as often when he is gone as when he is there." She looked around her arms out stretched "And this is a perfect setup. I could get naked and spend the day right here." Karen handed her drink to Julie and the removed her shirt as if to prove the point.

"B-but Karen they could see you from the hill." Julie stuttered, wanting to join her, but not sure she should. 

"That hill?" Karen pointed to a ridge to the east. Julie nodded yes, "That hill a hundred yards away is the reason you won't get naked in your own backyard?" Karen stared at the hill and supposed it would be a good vantage point if someone was looking from there. "Does anyone ever go up there?"

"Well no, I've only seen your Dad up there. Sometimes he sits and just looks over the place, kind of lost in his thoughts." Julie explained and as she did, she heard how ridicules it sounded. "You know your right," she paused and looked at Karen, "I have my own naked space!" she handed both glasses to Karen, then she removed her blouse. "I can wander out here and let the air and sun warm my flesh," she dropped her shirt and unbuttoned her jeans sliding them down as she kicked off her shoes. Julie stood there in only her panties wiggling her toes in the plush grass. She looked at Karen's smiling face and yelled "COME ON LETS GET NAKED!" pulling her panties off and tossing them in the general direction of the porch.

Karen untied and unwrapped her sarong folding it over her arm with her shirt, leaving her wearing only her sandals. "Honey I don't know about you but I will need some sunscreen." 

"I got it!" Julie laughed and streaked inside, she was back in a flash nearly dancing, "SPF 100 work?" she giggled. "Let me do you first." Julie insisted, squirting the lotion in her hand.

Karen turned her back to Julie, picked her hair up off her own neck as Julies hands started working the lotion across her shoulders and down her back. It felt good to have a woman's hands caressing her. She raised her arms as Julie worked the lotion down the sides of her body working her way down. As she got to Karen's ass she slowed for a moment the proceeded to coat it completely, kneeling Julie started down the outside of Karen's right leg, at the knee she worked it all around then started up the inside of her thigh. Karen moved her left leg outward allowing her hand to rise close to her upper thigh. She shivered just a bit as she neared the top then Julie switched legs. More lotion and the same technique. Karen moved her right leg exposing more to Julie' hands, as she reached the top her thumb slid ever so gently across Karen's pussy, bringing on a second shiver.

Standing Julie turned Karen around and starting at her neck spread the lotion down across her chest. As her fingers caressed the mountainous globes Julie commented, "Your tits are amazing," Karen was almost in another world her senses on overload as Julie massaged them. Squatting to work Karen's stomach brought the Julies eyes level with Karen's chest, "so beautiful," Julie's hands worked down Karen's stomach to the top of her bush and descended on down. Julie slid her hands into Karen's thighs, her fingers softly working her clit as she first kissed then sucked on one of the large nipples in front of her face. 

"OOOOHHHHHMMMYYYYGGODDD!" Karen screamed as her legs clamped around and she came on Julie's fingers.

"I always wanted to do that to a woman," Julie said. "Now you do me."

Weakly Karen pulled Julie to her and hugged her. "Give me a moment that was incredible." 

Karen stepped back and looked at Julie, at 6 foot 3, she was much taller than Karen with wide almost man like shoulders that narrowed down to her hips, her breasts were smaller but not petite by any means, she took the lotion and put some on her hands reaching high to get to her neck she slowly worked down her back. Julie's cute little ass got special attention as she covered each cheek, those incredibly long legs were thin, the build of the athlete and basketball player she had been in High School. Karen also worked Julie's thighs, but instead of a minor bump she slid her fingers down the crack of Julies bum and slid her fingers into her already wet pussy. Julie purred like a kitten, she moved Julie around facing her again pulling her body towards her working the sunscreen over her shoulders and across her chest. Julies Nipples were hard and long her big dark areolas stood out against her pale white skin. "Mitch would love these." She said s her mouth engulfed one pulling the nipple softly with her teeth, moving to the second one Julie arched her back shoving it into Karen's mouth.

Karen then squirted lotion on to her own breasts using them to cover the rest of Julie's body. Gently she moved the taller woman down into the grass her hands slowly working over her body. Crawling between Julie's legs Karen used her tongue to bring her crashing into climax, not once but three times. Then thanks to the oily residue slid up the length of her body where the two held each other and kissed, falling apart lying on the grass in the sun. "I bet Dad would have like to have seen that from up on the ridge." Karen giggled then the two laughed at the thought.

After a bit of sunning themselves the two women brushed the grass off of each other and returned to the porch for more Margaritas, from the porch neither could see the golf cart pull down the road from the hill top.

Karen enjoyed the afternoon, neither of them felt compelled to get dressed since it was still hot and they enjoyed the others company. Karen even got Julie to pose with her for a couple photos to send to Mitch, after Karen agreed Julie could share them with Len. "We should have recorded the scene outside, we could have sold it and gotten rich." They laughed.

Karen got dressed and walked back through the orchard to the apartment. Then stopped over to talk with her folks before they headed off to bed. "Mike and the boys will be out before the race to drop the boys off before he runs it," Karen's Mom reminded her, "and I'm afraid you'll have to go see Steve, since Suzy is gone." Mike was her younger brother and he had two great kids and Steve was the oldest brother, Karen's favorite.

The Third Challenge

Karen woke up slowly the next morning, the party with Julie still hurt today. She took her time in the shower, Lenny was never at her window anyway. She was drying her hair as usual when she walked out of the bathroom, looked out the window, because, well you never know.

"Want some coffee?"

"HOLY SHIT!" Karen jumped back trying to cover herself and get back in the bathroom at the same time. "FUCK! LENNY! You scared the shit out of me!" she slowly came back out still uncovered.

"Thought you might need some coffee," Len smiling indicated a large mug on the table. "I know Julie did." He stood smiled at her, looked her up and down, admiring her breasts, hardening nipples and bush. "Well got to go to work," and out the door he went. Karen picked up the cup of coffee took a sip and thought 'you know, he is a good brother. He needs something special.'

Karen was soon in the kitchen talking with her mother, "What are you doing today?" Toot asked.

"Thinking about going to see Steve." She answered.

"Good," Toot smiled, "Suzy and Annie are out of town and he has been lonely rattling around the house by himself."

Steve, Karen's oldest brother was Mitch's favorite, they loved chatting about politics, work and dirty jokes. Steve also made his own beer, really good stuff with quite a kick. With his wife and daughter out of town she would have Steve all to herself, she couldn't wait. Right after breakfast she returned to the Apartment changed clothes, called Steve warning she was coming and headed into the city an hour away.

Steve was doing a quick cleanup around the house and yard while waiting for his baby sister ten years his junior and his only sister she held a special place in his heart. Sorry she would miss Suzy and Annie since they loved her too, but happy he would have her to himself. He met her at the door and gave her a big hug. "Come on in Sis, want a beer?" He looked her over quickly, she was dressed in a pair of jeans a nice light yellow shirt under a light jacket, she looked good.

"I'd love a beer and a smoke," Karen held up her lil' cigars.

"Sounds good, I'll meet you out back," he replied, and headed towards the kitchen as Karen went out the back door. 

Karen loved Steve's backyard, a master gardener it was immaculate, she dropped her jacket on the back of a chair and walked back towards the fire pit and checked out the flowers. The warm sun shone through the trees. Steve walked out the backdoor carrying a couple beers, Karen turned and stepped facing into the sun waiting for him.

"Hey, here's your beer." Steve's eyes adjusted to the sunlight as he walked to her. She had removed her jacket and the light yellow shirt was thinner than Steve had originally thought as she turned toward him stepping into the sun he stopped, it was as if she was wearing almost nothing at all. 

"The yard looks great." Karen spoke as she grabbed her beer. Steve's eyes were obviously on her chest, he was trying, but she was getting the attention she wanted.

"Yes. Yes they do." His eyes almost locked in place.

They sat talking near the fire pit, she had picked a position where the sun kept her shirt in the sun. They smoked and drank talked about the family and what they were doing. From behind some bushes behind her, Karen heard something kick on. "What was is that? Something new?" she asked.

"Hot Tub! Just put it in." Steve came out of his trance to show off the new toy. "Installed it last week, just got the chemical settled down and its ready to use, he slid the cover off. Want to take a dip?" He looked back towards Karen, who already had her shirt off and was unbuttoning her pants.

"Your joining me aren't you?"

Steve watched as she kicked her sandals off and dropped her pants and underwear stepping out of them she placed them with her shirt on a nearby bench then stood staring at him hands on her hips. He took in her beauty, full breasts, and big pink areolas with huge nipples, her thinning waist, her wide hips, the reddish blonde curly bush and nice legs.

"Your turn!" she raised her voice slightly towards him as he stared and she posed. "Steve are you joining me?"

"Uh yeah," Steve started stripping slowly. Barrel chested his blond hair was slightly greying, his beer belly stuck out a bit farther cutting back to his waist as he dropped his pants his underwear domed out, pushing out the whole front of them, self-conscious he turned away from her dropped his shorts and stepped into the tub. He sat on the far side to let Karen get in. 




The Exhibitionist Pt. 04



Karen was putting on a show and she knew it, Steve was staring at her, drinking in the site of her body as she stepped up to the side of the hot tub. Slowly she raised her leg up over the side, she watched as Steve's eyes followed her as her leg came up his eyes dropped and watched as she pointed her pussy toward him. Karen held that position just a bit longer than she needed to her already moist pussy sparkled as Steve watched her slid in. Her second foot nearly cleared when her foot caught, she landed on Steve. Tits in his face, sitting in his lap, their arms and hands flailed around grabbing each other's parts, some accidently, some on purpose. 

When they finally settled down Karen apologized but stayed close her body rubbing against his. "Sorry, I hope I didn't hurt you!"

"No, I'm fine," Steve was not really sure what to say, it felt nice and he didn't want her to move away. "Well may be a bruise or two but I will be ok." 

Karen pressed against him, her breasts rubbing on his chest, her hands wandered across the expanse of his belly. "I hope I can make it better."

"You do feel good," Steve felt his manhood swelling as her hand slid down beyond his belly button, tracked across his pubic hairline. "Mm," he growled, "better," he moaned as her hand caressed his thigh her fingers bumping along his privates. "OH, nice... ummm." Karen was rubbing across his cock with her hand, teasing the head with her fingers. Steve no longer saw her as his sister, now she was a woman, a sexual being who was pleasuring him. 

Karen loved the look on Steve's face, he was just letting her do as she would, she watched his eyes half close as she stroked his meat it hardened and grew. She moved in front of him, between his legs her breasts enveloped his cock, tit fucking him, splashing water over the edges of the hot tub. He raised up his waist, the purple head of his penis breaking the surface of the water. Karen slipped back reaching under him, helping to raise him up, her lips parted taking his hard member into her mouth, sucking harder and harder, opening her throat allowing him completely in. It didn't take long before he exploded in her mouth, she swallowed his cum licking him clean before moving up rubbing her tits up his stomach and onto his chest. His hands came up hugging her to him. His large hands now exploring her body, cupping her breasts, he pinched her nipples hard, making them harder, Karen squealed a little. Down Steve's large fingers wandered feeling her slender waist then he roughly rolled past her bush his meaty middle finger pushed its way into her vagina. Karen was not expecting the violent intrusion but it sent her immediately into an orgasm, her legs clamped around his hand as she arched her back. 

Steve was in heaven, his hand buried in her crotch as she arched her chest into his face, cupping one breast in his other hand, he sucked her nipple into his mouth. Her large nipple touched his tongue so he bit gently on it, then a bit harder. 

Karen squealed with excitement as Steve slid a second thick finger deep into her and switching breast chewed on her other nipple. She felt his hand pull from her pussy and then he picked her up and impaled her on his cock sliding in deep. She rode him until she had come twice more his teeth holding her nipple in his mouth, he released it as he came deep in her. As his cock lost its hardness she slid off of him found her own seat, trembling from the ecstasy. They sat both in their own worlds for a few minutes then Steve reached over cupping her breast, much gentler this time. A light caress of her nipple brought a quick slap of his hand.

"Hey were you trying to bit them off?"

"Sorry I got a bit carried away, you know in the heat of the moment."

Karen giggled and examined her now tender nipples, the warm water felt good and the two finished their beers.

"One more?" Steve asked.

"Why not." Karen answered. The home brew was starting to kick in, she watched Steve as he climbed out of the tub and walked naked into the house, then climbed out herself and moved back to the fire ring sitting in a chair in the sun to dry off. 

Steve returned with two more beers, some sandwiches and chips. "Figured we might have a bite," he chuckled, "or in my case a second bite." She playfully smacked his arm in response and started eating.

The two talked on neither picked up their clothing, just enjoyed the company and the sun on their bodies. Karen explained about the turn her and Mitch's sex life had taken and the challenge he had set forth. "Basically, I'm a slut and I'm loving it." As the afternoon wound down she told of her adventures in exhibition and Robert taking photos.

"So all I was supposed to get was flashed?" he asked.

"So call it a super flash!" Karen smiled, "besides when I tell Mitch he will get a kick out of it."

"You are telling Mitch?

"That is our deal, we can kiss as long as we tell afterward. He loved the photos Rob took."

Steve's cock was coming back to life with the stories she was telling. "So doing any movies for him?"

"What for Mitch?" Karen hadn't thought of a movie, "nope never sent him a movie. Why?"

"Well I just happen to have a pretty good digital video camera, we could send him one of you in the yard here," Steve wanted a copy for himself of course, "If you wanted to." His penis now at half-mast, just thinking about it.

"Sounds fun!" Karen loved when Mitch taped their sex sessions, it made her feel sexy. As Steve ran off to get the camera she looked around the garden some more and was standing near the raised fire pit when he returned, "Does this look good?" she stood beside of the fire pit, rock seating surrounded it with a vine covered wall behind her. 

Steve set up his tripod and attached the camera looking through the lens it was great. "Perfect."

Karen gave Steve instructions on what she wanted, or at least part of what she had in mind, as she watched him harden with anticipation. "Kind of a tour of the garden," she said. Steve stepped behind the camera and turned it on.

When Mitch got home he stepped into his office and checked his email, his brother Steve had sent him something, 'He always sends the best jokes,' he thought and opened the attachment.

It opened on Karen's smiling face. "Hi Honey! I've been playing with Steve today, he has been making some changes in his backyard and I thought you might like to see them." Steve slowly panned out showing more of the background and framing Karan from the waist up. "As you can see there is lots of privacy much like our own naked room." By this point Steve had panned out to where Karen was fully visible as she stood by the raised fire pit. "The fire pit is my favorite, but we will return to show and tell you why," turning she walked back towards the hot tub, Steve focused on her ass as it swung back and forth. "Here is his latest addition," she splashed a little water towards the camera, "I still don't want one, but it is fun to play in." She noticed their clothing still sitting where they left it hours before, were now in the shot. She looked down at them, Steve and the camera swept down and zoomed closer on them then back to Karen, who smiled winked and shrugged her shoulders bouncing her boobs. She showed him the rest of the yard with Steve following along getting every shot he could with close ups of her tits and ass as he could and a couple close shots when she bent over to show some flowers of her glistening pussy. Once Karen even picked a daisy, spread her legs open and looked back between her legs at Steve and the camera, she took the flower and tickled her pussy with it. 

Returning to the fire pit Karen continued with her commentary, "So you gave me a challenge when I got here and it is nearly finished, today was Steve's flash as you see." She raised her foot and placed it on the fire pit, the natural rock fixture was raised about eighteen inches above the ground with a flat rock bench curling around it at the same level. Turning towards the camera, her pussy open to the lens, she pulled first one breast to her mouth licking the nipple, then did the same to the other. "For you my lover." Her fingers spread she slid them down and stated masturbating. A low moan escaped her lips as Steve zoomed in to the action, her fingers spread her lips then plunged in playing with her clit. 

Behind the camera Steve was starting to stroke himself his cock in his hands as he watched, suddenly Karen stopped and started toward him. 

The camera zoomed out trying to keep up with its subject as she drew nearer, then walked past it. An empty space was all it saw with voices in the background. 

"Let me see how it looks," it was Karen.

"I have to shut it off so you can watch it" Steve explained.

"Don't turn it off! I want to set it. Move back." The camera zoomed in and out and was turned just a bit. "Come with me," she commanded.

"I'm running the camera," he argued.

"Not anymore, just leave it and come here." Karen wasn't taking no for an answer.

From off camera they appeared Steve just as naked as Karen, his member erect and swollen, was in her hand as she lightly pulled him along with her. In front of the camera she stopped looking into the lens, "but Steve has been and is getting a bit more, this time you get to watch." Standing beside Steve, she stroked his hard cock, knelt and sucked it and licked it, holding his balls in her hand. She moved further across the way to the fire pit, Steve now eagerly following her. Karen turned to Steve again leaned in kissing his cheek and whispering in his ear, at first he looked confused then looking at her nodded eagerly.

"This why I love it this feature the most, it is the right height for this." Karen leaned over placing her hands on the stones, her ass invitingly pointed at her brother. Steve slid up behind her, his chubby meat ready, he slid into her pussy from behind, and you could see her tits bounce as he bottomed out. Slowly he slid back out and slid forward again, her breasts again bounced for the camera. Karen moaned and Steve increased the pace, it was good and having the camera watch made it better, incest made it dirty and he loved it. Faster and faster and harder and harder he entered her, her large breasts like pendulums bounced first in rhythm together then on their own.

Karen's moans became for intense, her breasts were bouncing everywhere as her brother slammed harder and harder his hands on her hips, pulling himself deep inside. He threw his bearded head back with a primal scream as he pulled deep inside her releasing his balls load into her. She came as he did with a scream of ecstasy, pushing into him as he pushed back. Steve held her while his testicles finished unloading in her. 

"Steve! You OK?" A voice came from over the fence.

"UH YEAH!?" Steve stepped back, sliding out, "We're fine Rich!" Looking in fear towards his neighbor's fence.

Karen was giggling, she had slumped onto the stone bench, rolled on her back, arms holding her waist, legs in the air, knees bent, just giggling. Steve picked up the beers they had been drinking before they started taping then came over looking at her. She tried to stifle the giggle sitting up she snorted her chest bouncing as the giggles continued inwardly. Steve started chuckling with her, sat down next to her handing her a beer and soon they were both laughing. He stood and went to the camera turning it off.

The Fourth Challenge

Len stepped in the apartment, knocking lightly, he enjoyed surprising his sister the fact he seemed to catch her naked was a plus, she had always been good looking and got hotter as she grew up. She was born on his birthday and he had resented it at first, then as they grew he developed a protective crush on her. He would sneak a look as she developed her breasts. In the tub at the spring when the bathed together they would complain about living in the middle of nowhere, but Len enjoyed watching her strip down as they cleaned their bodies, often he would have to hide the fact that he had a hard-on when they got out. Quiet and shy until he got together with Julie, Karen's was the only female body he had seen. It had been some time since then, but the old feelings came back as he saw her in the mornings. Working the long hours didn't help he had hoped to spend some time with her. He knew she had gone to see Steve yesterday and got back late. He stepped through the kitchen with a cup of coffee for her, the shower wasn't running, he kicked himself for missing it. Entering her bedroom he saw her lying there on the bed still sleeping, her nude body sprawled across the bed, he watched her for a moment took out his cell phone and took a couple pictures, "to remember her by." He left her lying there, put the coffee on the table near her and went off to work.

Karen woke to the smell of coffee, her head hurt and she ached everywhere, "Hangovers are a bitch," she said and rolled over, as her nipples touched the sheets they felt like they we being bit. "OW! Damn It Steve!" she flipped back on her back holding her breasts. She sat up slowly, took a sip of coffee and picked up a breast and examined her nipple, no bite marks but there were some very small scrape marks, the other breast did have a light bruise marks in the areola shaped like Steve's teeth. "Crap," she took a second sip and went in for her shower. She toweled herself off, gently drying her breasts lightly dabbing at her nipples, Karen felt better but needed to find her lotion. Slowly she dressed, wearing the big sleeveless shirt she had found in the closet earlier, her lotion was on the table next to her coffee. Finishing the coffee she took the lotion and rubbed some on each nipple, it helped so she left a thick coating on each of them and went inside for breakfast.

"Hurting this morning?" Toot asked.

"You know Mom, Steve had some beer and we had to sample too much." 

Toot laughed, "When will you learn? Did he get his hot tub running?"

Yep it's working, so we tested out," was Karen's reply. "His fire pit is nice to."

"I'm glad you had fun Honey, I know Steve looks forward to seeing you."

'If you only knew," Karen thought. Her mother poured her another cup of coffee and Karen just sat leaning forward over it, nursing it slowly.

Bob came in and sat beside Karen, Toot brought him his coffee and he sat back chuckling at his daughter. Leaning back in his chair he started telling funny stories about hangovers he had in the past. Karen just leaned her head down on the table, holding her head with her hands and giggled, it hurt, but it was too funny not to laugh. Her shirt hung low, arm holes wide open, as Bob kept her giggling until Toot came around with breakfast, Bob quickly moved forward as the plates hit the table Karen sat up and her breast popped out of the arm hole and she didn't notice, but her mother did.

"Uh hum," Toot cleared her throat, "you want to put that away?"

"Sorry Mom, she pulled the shirt back in place, "Dad."

"Didn't bother me," her father replied as he winked at her and wiggled his eye brows.

"DIRTY OLD MAN!" it came out as a chorus from both ladies, then they all laughed.

The door opened as they were laughing and Mike & the boys came in, "We're here Grandma!" yelled Conner the six year old as he ran in and hugged his grandmother and then his grandfather. Followed by his brother and father, "Aunt Karen!" he ran around and hugged her too. 

Karen hugged her brother and her other nephew, Jake was eight and sort of shy, unlike his younger brother. "Mom I got to go get ready for the run, will I see you all there?" Mike looked at his sister.

"Of course, we will be there," Toot replied, "all of us in our support shirts."

"Oh, Yeah, Karen I got you a present," Mike ran outside then came back in, "I almost forgot." He tossed her a shirt, "Might be a little tight, but hopefully it fits." It was blue with 00 on it matching the tee shirts the boys wore. "That's my number, my support crew wears them."

Karen looked it over, it was a size too small, "It will be tight, but I'll make it work." She smiled at Mike, "I will wear it with pride." Mike smiled.

"Grandma, will you paint us?" Conner asked.

"Oh Honey, I might not have time." replied Toot. Mike had a paper bag he held out.

"What does he mean paint them," Karen asked?

"They saw some guys at a football game all done up in the team colors, now they want to be painted up for every event." Mike explained.

"Sorry kids, I don't have time." Toot tried to explain.

Karen spoke up, "I'll do it kids."

"YEAH!"

"Thanks Sis, I'll see you there." Mike said as he headed out the door.

Toot looked at Karen, "OK, but you do it in the shop, no paint in here. We need to leave in an hour or so."

Karen gathered the boys and headed for the shop paper bag, a couple trays her mother said she would need. "So why do you boys want to get painted?" she asked

"Cuz when Dad runs by we can whoot, whoot him." Answered Jake.

"Yeah, Whoot! Whoot!" Said Conner.

"What is whoot, whoot?" Karen asked

"You know like the football guys," both boys pulled their shirts off and spun them over their heads "WHOOT! WHOOT! GO DAD WIN, WHOOT! WHOOT!"

Karen laughed, "OK boys, who is first." She asked as she mixed the body paints in the trays, blue and white just like the shirts.

"Jake is first because he is the oldest," Conner suggested.

"OK Jake what do you want?"

"The usual please." Was Jakes answer.

"What is that?" Karen asked.

"You know white with numbers." 

Karen painted him white and put blue 00 on his chest, "How's that?"

"Whoot! Whoot" came the answer as he flew out the door with his shirt in the air.

"And what do you want little man?" Karen ask Connor.

"The usual with blue, ok?" he asked.

"Of Course," Karen started getting him painted.

"Are you going to whoot with us Aunt Karen?"

"What do you mean Honey?"

"You know the shirt and everything?" From the mouth of babes, Karen thought.

"I don't know, maybe I guess." Karen replied as she painted on the numbers.

"Do you need me to help you?" Conner tugged at Karen's shirt and almost exposed her. "Daddy likes it when Mommy paints her boobs."

"No Honey, I'll get it." 

"OK," he smiled and out the door he went whooting.

Karen started towards the sink with the brushes and trays, she was about to dump them, when she shrugged her shoulders and smiled a dirty little smile. Pulling her top off, she carefully painted broad 0's in white on both boobs, then a smaller line of blue in the outside of the white and on the inside, just leaving her areola unpainted in the center. Catching her reflection in a piece of glass she held her arms up, jumping she said "Whoot! Whoot!" watching the big 00 bounce as she did. Karen giggled at the sight.

"HEY SIS ITS TIME TO GO!" Karen heard Bob call from the yard.

"Be Right There!" quickly Karen rinsed the trays and the brushes grabbed the shirt Mike gave her and started pulling it on. It was two sizes too small, but she did get it stretched over her tits, the fabric looked ready to burst, but it covered. She went out the door yelling "WHOOT! WHOOT!"

The trip just took a few minutes and the family found a place to watch the road sort of by themselves, Julie had come along with Grandma Toot, Grandpa Bob, Karen and the boys. There were a few others where they were but not many. Mike had started running marathons several years before and was enjoying the competition, usually his wife Beth ran with him but she was under the weather today. The ten mile course ran through streets and the hills around the town, they were at mile eight with a water station for the runners. At the top of a hill they could see the runners coming and cheered for all of them when they grabbed their water and went on. They spotted Mike coming and moved the boys down a bit from the water station so as to not get run over, Julie behind Jake and Karen behind Conner.




The Exhibitionist Pt. 05



Ever since being watched by the construction crew next door (in Spanish Fly), the show for Curt, my best friend (The Exhibitionist) Karen loves showing off her body. Her stage performances (The Exhibitionist 2) made her want more men to watch her and added a little sex to the mix. (The Exhibitionist 3) Karen took her act to work and then home to her family in (The Exhibitionist 4). Cumming full circle, Karen and I have been sharing and playing with others. My best friend come over and well here is the story.

So when you take on a major backyard project sometimes it takes longer than you expect, but with the Gazebo some help and encouragement eventually it starts coming together, the gazebo/"Naked Room" as Karen calls it was that way. It is not a gazebo in the traditional manner, you know six sided open walls type of thing, 14 by 18 single slope with a privacy wall and a patio block floor opening into a yard area also very private or at least when it is finished this is what we have in mind. Eventually a water feature and more as we go. Most the work I do myself with some help from time to time from my best friend Curt, the shade was up and the privacy walls and I was starting on the block floor. Two inches thick and a foot square they weigh around ten pounds each and need a sand base to set them into. About four inches of sand would bring the base I had dug out up to the level I needed for the bricks, one section at a time three sections should about do it. I drove to town and picked up a load of sand in my old dodge, she's rough but can handle the weight, I hauled a yard back from the gravel yard and went after a second load when Curt called.

"Want some help?" He asked.

"Sure come on out I'll be out back working." I was starting to shovel off the second load when Karen came out to check on me, carrying a glass of ice tea. Now Karen is a looker, 5'7" around 150 and curvy, a PAWG someone had called her, I had to look it up, "Phat Ass White Girl". Her 40 D's off set her wide hips and she wiggles them a bit at me and I do anything, i.e. the naked room. She was wearing my favorite sun dress, one she wears around the house mostly when we are alone cuz it is see through, from the neighbors it covers but if your with in twenty feet you can see right through it. 

"Want to take a break?" she asked as she neared, glass in hand. I could see she was wearing a pair of shorts under it but nothing else, her breasts bouncing with each step. 

"Break, I could stop and play."

"Hey now!" she replied, "Till your work is done all you get is a show." She squeezed her arms together pulling her breasts up and out. Wiped the cold glass across her nipples making them hard. Karen's nipples are something to behold, large always say the size of a half inch drill bit and when teased or she gets excited they stick out, even a bra won't keep them down. She let them bounce back into place and handed the glass up to me in the truck.

I stuck the shovel into the sand and took a drink, "Besides Curt will be coming out to give me a hand."

"Really? How soon?" she was giving me her sexy tease voice, "you would rather play with him than me?" she thrust her pouty lip and her chest at me.

"Yes!" I teased back, "I would rather be out here shoveling sand with some sweaty guy instead of playing with my wife," Karen stuck her tongue out at me. I laughed "besides he is here now."

"Hey" Curt rounded the privacy fence carrying a shovel and a leveling rake, wearing his usual weekend garb, a short sleeved shirt, knee length shorts, boots and a straw hat. The red head keeps pretty fit and he and I work on each other's yards and other projects regularly. He wasn't quite ready for what Karen was wearing and stopped short, unable to keep from looking her over. "OH."

Karen turned toward him, I noticed her cheeks slightly turn pink and her nipples harden, "Can you believe he would rather play with you than with me?" 

Curt looked her over, as she stood there her hands on hips, she was obviously showing off for him, by pulling the see through cloth tight to her breasts. "You know I've always said the man is a fool!"

Karen laughed and let the shirt go slack, not that it interfered much with the view. "You want some tea too?" she asked as she walked past him.

"No but I'm willing to take his place playing, if you need me too." Curt's eyes were glued to her chest.

"Thanks, I'll call Nita and ask her if its ok."

"Crap!" Curt exclaimed, "That kills that idea." Karen laughed and headed back towards the house.

We stood and watched her retreat back to the house the light material leaving little to the imagination, just a strip of dark colored shorts then her legs. Neither of us spoke we just watched, as she stepped in the door our trance broke.

"If she weren't your wife..." Curt trailed off.

"All you got to do is get Nita's permission," I replied, "Karen might give you a tumble."

"Yeah like that's going to happen."

Karen & I have done a little swapping and Curt knows it. But Nita has never been interested, although Karen keeps working on her, slow and easy she seemed to be coming around maybe, not that she or we would tell Curt. Hate to get the boys hopes up. Karen does like to tease him though on a regular basis.

We went to work, the morning sun warmed us up quickly and we soon had the sand in place and were ready to go get a load or two more to finish the job. 

Karen returned, and received sounds of deep sighs of disappointment from both of us. "What? You guys have a problem?"

Almost in unison we answered "You changed clothes!" Karen was in Jeans, had the sun dress tucked in as a shirt with a tee shirt under it, all covered up she left us with only our imaginations, even though her nipples still poked out, we both pouted.

"I thought you said this was the Naked Room." Curt jokingly leered over at Karen as if to look down her shirt.

"Deal with it boys, I'm going to town and I need a little more."

"No one would object," Curt laughed, "at least if they are male."

Karen was blushing a bit, "So do you want anything from town?"

"Lunch would be good," Mitch replied.

"And beer." Curt added, "You can't expect a guy to work for nothing can you?"

"Don't worry Sweetie," Karen grinned at Curt, "I'm sure you will get your just rewards. I will be back in an hour or so." She kissed me and headed off to town. 

Well back to work," Mitch slapped Curt on the shoulder, "If we take both trucks we can have it all ready for patio blocks this afternoon." Both of us own ¾ ton pickups so it was no problem getting what we needed for sand. We had Curt's truck unloaded and had backed mine up when Karen arrived with lunch.

She came out of the house carrying a bucket o chicken and a six pack, still in her jeans with the sun dress tucked in, but the tee shirt was gone. "I hope this works," Karen smiled standing just out of the shade in the sun made the shirt even more transparent. "I hate hearing you boys complain." I wasn't sure if she was talking about the food or what she was wearing.

Curt's mouth hung open for a moment not knowing what to say, then he stumbled out "Uh yeah, that's us fine. You even got beer, but not enough."

Karen giggled, "I have more. Don't worry I won't let you boys get thirsty." We sat and ate as Karen chatted with us, enjoying the attention she was getting from Curt. She rose from her chair and grabbed the food that was left. "I will check on you boys later." Smiling she gave me a kiss and bounced her boobs just a bit, then headed to the house. 

An hour or so later we were finished with the sand and starting to place the bricks. The sun had gotten warmer and both of us were sweating and removed our shirts. We would place two rows then "Sand in" the two previous rows, basically cover them with sand to set them in place, later we will sweep off the extra sand not holding them into place.

"You boys ready for a couple more beers?" Karen was back, having lost her jeans wearing only a set of light blue panties under the transparent dress. "It looks like you are nearly done." She commented as she handed the each a beer.

"You look like your nearly Nekked!" Curt retorted.

Karen shook her hips sending her breasts bouncing, "What do you have left to do?

"Oh in half an hour or so we should have them all in place and sanded down." I answered her question.

"Then what..." she was doing some sort of shuffle dance like she couldn't keep still, her breasts stayed in constant motion. "OK then, I'll be back with more beer to see how you boys did." Karen started to leave, then turned back towards Curt. "So did you ask Nita?"

"About what?"

"Gee, you are a little slow aren't you?" Karen gave him a funny look as she played with the bottom of her shirt curling it up in her hands, it pulled the fabric tight against her breasts, and her nipples were hard. The hem climbed above the waist line on her panties, a dark area was visible and a wet spot. "You need to ask her. Cuz I want to reward you both for all your hard work." She walked away, shirt still pulled above her panties, her ass swinging.

"FUCK ME!" Curt exclaimed as she stepped into the house.

"I believe that is what she had in mind." I chuckled to myself, I knew Karen was up to something. "You better check with Nita. Knowing my wife, well she has."

"What?" Curt looked at me strangely. "She what?"

I went back to work or at least tried.

"What do you mean she checked with Nita?"

I set the next stone.

"What do you mean SHE CHECKED WITH NITA!?"

I was holding the next brick and he was in my way, "Think about it, you have known my wife for a long time, she ever not get what she wants eventually?"

Curt moved around picking up the next stone and followed me to place them. "Well... no."

"Then you better check with Nita."

We set the next two rows up finishing the set. "Really? Curt asked again.

"Before she gets back out here."

I started covering the stones with sand while Curt grabbed his cell phone. He punched a couple numbers in and listened to it ring. "She cut me off." He sounded worried, then he redialed. "She cut me off again." He stared at the phone, it beeped that he had a text. He read it out loud. "OK, but remember I get my turn... What is she talking about?"

"I think she is talking about the deal I made with her so that you and I could fuck." Curt and I turned to see Karen with a six pack in each hand and nothing on under the transparent outfit, looking very sexy and turned on. "There are only two things left for you to do, then we can play." She stood before us and slipped the sun dress off standing nude before us. She walked up close to Curt "you have to agree that Nita gets her own threesome."

"Oh yeah No problem..." he was panting with excitement.

"The threesome is her and I," Karen grabbed his belt and unbuckled it as his hands fondled her breast.

"Sounds Great, let's do it soon!" 

He was already abut to blow his wad, when she said "and Mitch." His pants fell to the floor, his cock was standing at attention, but starting to fade as he realized what she said.

"And Mitch?" he quizzed. His swollen member softening quickly. Karen moved against him taking his member in hand. Her breasts brushing against his chest as her fingers worked magic bringing him back to life. 

Karen knelt and slid his cock into her mouth the swelling quickly returned, "So do you agree or do I quit now." Sliding it back in as she finished her statement she sucked it deep down her throat.

"Any... anything just don't stop..." Curt was caught in the vortex of Karen's lips. His head rolled as she rolled his cock with her tongue.

I loved watching her pleasure him, I stepped over to the truck and grabbed the camera, I had been photographing our progress and now had a more interesting subject. 'CLICK, CLICK,' Karen rolled open am eye at me and smiled with her mouth full of cock as I came in for a close up.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned popping his cock out then sucking it back into her mouth, sometimes sliding down his ball sack and sucking on his balls. Karen was working it hard and I noticed her pussy was wet and dripping, so I dropped my pants and move my own hard on up behind her, bumping and sliding the length of my cock across her wet lips. She shivered with an orgasmic pleasure without stopping the work she was doing to Curt's cock. She moved her legs apart giving me more access and I slid deep inside her burying my shaft all the way. She clamped down hard as I slipped back out then in again. "Awawaawaoooh" she moaned around his cock. I slipped out again this time all the way out and teased her clit by rubbing my cock up and down her cunt she was moaning louder vibrating Curt's cock in her mouth as I teased then slammed back into her, shoving his cock down her throat, gagging her for a moment. As I slipped out again she released his cock from her mouth and turned looking at me. "Careful big boy." She chided me while moving backwards towards Curt "you must be nice and share with your friend." Curt's hands were guiding her ass back allowing him to slide his cock down the crack and across her pussy, Karen squealed and shuttered, she arched bent in the middle and reached up sliding his cock in where mine had just left. He immediately started slamming into her and back almost out, her DD breasts bouncing with each thrust. I grabbed the cam, switched it to video and watched her get pounded as her boobs jiggled and flopped in every direction.

It was hat to watch, soon the camera was down again and I was stroking in time with them, Karen grabbed me to steady herself allowing my cock to smack her in the face as Curt thrust her towards it, then he went stiff holding her on his dick as he twitched and exploded his load deep inside her. He would twitch, she would shutter banging my dick with her nose, her hair rubbing on my belly. Karen's hot panting breath blowing across the pink head of my cock got it harder with each breath. Curt slid back a bit then thrust in once more causing Karen's head to bounce into my stomach, that in turn caused my hardened member to bounce up, her tongue darted out wetting the top making it even more sensitive to her breaths. Curt moved again pumping her again, pulling her hips toward him while pushing his own forward deeper, then he stepped back slipping out his cock and pubes covered with cum and pussy juice. 

Karen sagged to her knees, she grasped my hard member and looked up at me. "OK Lover, give it to me the way I like it." She sat back in the grass then lay out across it her knees up and spread, pussy still dripping fluids. Now I will admit that Curt is a bit 'thicker' than I am, but years of pleasuring my wife, knowing just what she likes does have it perks. I dropped to my knees between her legs, slapping my cock against her open lips, sliding the head around her lips lubing it with the juices she already had flowing, then slid in. SPLUGE, Gurgle, squirt, her pussy was sloppy wet and making loud noises with each stroke. I controlled the tempo, the direction and hitting her special spot with regularity. Karen was quivering her breast now flattened against her chest as the areola and nipple traveled in an oblong circle. Curt picked up the discarded camera and started pulling the trigger, Karen's eyes opened for a moment as he focused on her and she smiled, the woman loves to show off. I felt it coming as the walls of her vagina closed tighter around me, she bit her lip and using her legs pulled me in deep. Her crashing orgasm caused my balls to erupt sending my cum into the mix with her juices and Curt's leftover spunk. 

I became conscious of the fact that the camera was still clicking away, Karen released her legs allowing me to slip out of her as she lie on the grass still quivering, twitching from time to time as the grass soaked up the fluid coming from her. Still clicking photos of her, Curt's mouth suddenly came to life, "Fuck Man! That was terrific! I have never done anything like that man!" Good thing the camera had a big card because he was like a kid Christmas morning showing off his new toys. "Shit, I can't believe it, I fucked you wife. That was... intense, crazy, it was phenomenal man." 

Karen sat up still clearing the cobwebs from her sex addled mind, with a slight smile she said "Fuck you Curt."

"You certainly did and I want to do it again, I hope you don't mind Bud," he lightly punched me in the shoulder, "but if I could I'd fuck her every day. That was AMAZING."

"Every night might be a bit much, even when Mitch is out of town," Karen giggled, "Besides what would Nita say if you were here fucking me every night." I helped her stand up and she wandered towards where she had set the beer down when she came out.

"SHIT! FUCK! NITA...WHAT TIME IS IT, CRAP WHATAM I GOING TO TELL NITA." Curt was getting worked up.

"Don't worry about Nita," I answered.

"Don't worry? Don't worry, I just fucked the shit out of Karen." He looked at Karen who was carrying the beer over, "but I had permission... does that count?"

"It better," I answered, "because I am going to fuck the shit out of your wife Buddy."

"Me too." Karen said as she walked back to us, cigar in her mouth, three bottles of beer in her hands. "Who has a light?"



The Exhibitionist Pt. 06



Karen was bored, Mitch, her husband, had been away on a business trip and she hadn't flashed anyone or stripped for a stranger it what seemed like a long time. Her mind wandered to those she had flashed in the past and how they reacted and soon felt a warm wetness building between her legs. She took a long shower and walked out into the backyard while still drying her hair. The sun warmed her nude body as she dried and brushed out her hair, no one in sight, so she sat smoking a cigar, her fingers tickling her pubic hair and the edges of her pussy lips. 

"I want to thrill somebody." She smiled and called Pizza Hut.

It was early but Mrs. Wilson asked for a large cheese ASAP. The pizza was just about out when Doug the manager noticed Milton was his morning delivery guy, no one else in for twenty minute or so. He hated when Milton worked. Nothing personal, but the old man was slow and a bit unkempt, but the owner kept him around and told Doug to deal with it.

"He Milton, you know the Wilson's?"

"Karen and Mitch? Yeah, known Mitch since he was born and Karen since they got..."

"Great, deliver this to them." He handed Milton the pizza and the bill, "Take your time, Bill and Patty will be in soon, so no rush back." 'You dim whit' Doug thought to himself.

Milton grabbed the hot box and headed out the door, passing Patty on the way out. "Hello, see you later, have a nice day." Milton's voice cracked like a twelve year old, it had since puberty. The girl smiled at him. Socially awkward always, Milt never seemed to know what to do with himself in public and around women. Sometimes he found himself doing things not social acceptable, 

"Bye Milt." Patty winked at him.

Karen looked at the clock, wet her hair again, for the effect and wondered who was the delivering today. 

Milt pulled into the yard, the Wilson's boxer came up to the fence near where he parked, he tossed the dog a treat a trick he learned that kept dogs on his side. He walked up and knocked on the screen door.

"Come In!" Karen yelled from downstairs as she wrapped a towel around her nude body. It covered barely from her breasts to just the bottom of her ass and just around her. She heard the screen door open, "I will be right there."

"Pizza delivery." Milt stepped in the door and slid the pizza out of the hot box. He watched Karen come up the stairs, her head down watching the steps he noticed her attire or lack thereof. Each time her right foot came up it pulled the towel away from her left side, no panties. He felt his cock stiffen. "Miss Karen," his voice cracked, "you shouldn't just let people in."

Karen looked up, recognizing his voice, she nearly dropped her towel then and there. "Milt? What are you doing here?" Her quick movement flashed him a quick look at her curly pubes. Recovering she wondered what she was doing. In front of her an older man she had known for some time, rough and unkempt, fat and sweating e was not her ideal man or even a boy to tease. Milton had a rep as a pervert that many women tried to stay away from. Karen noticed his loose fitting pants were tenting 

"I brought your pizza." He started to hand it to her, she took it holding the pizza in one hand and her towel in the other.

Looking around she handed it back, "Please set this on the table and I will get you a check."

"OK"

Karen walked past him into the attached kitchen, she grabbed her checkbook and a pen, "Have a seat Milt," she avoided looking at him, "How you been?" she asked with her back to him. She heard the chair pull out right behind her as she attempted to write a check. Almost immediately she dropped her pen on the floor. She bent over to pick it up, feeling the towel ride up over her ass exposing her pussy to Milt. Looking between her legs she saw Milt rubbing his cock through his pants that were thoroughly tented by now. 

"Uh good," he squeaked, unable to believe what he was seeing. 

Standing back up Karen tried writing again this time one side of her towel came loose sliding around her first exposing her big beautiful ass, then as she chased it her breast and lower half also presented to him. "Sorry Milt," she apologized and turned towards him, barely covered by the towel, "What are you doing?" 

Milt was stroking himself through his pants, hi bulge trying to burst out of his pants. "SSSorry Miss Karen. I didn't, I mean..."

"My fault." Karen cut him off, "don't apologize, this towel got away." She faced him, slowly and deliberately dropped her towel and stood there in all her glory. "My fault and my pleasure and since you have seen mine, can I see yours?"

He stared at her, his hand still clutching his hard member.

"Can I help?" Karen stepped forward, close to Milt, his eyes focused on her breasts, still frozen. "Here," she moved his hand so she could reach the zipper, it moved back. "uh, so... let's try this." This time she moved even closer, grasp his hand and placed it on her breast, he continued with the same light squeezing pattern he had been using on his hard-on, now focused on Karen's nipple and breast.

"Tit... it's a tit," He mumbled as he massaged it and Karen unzipped his pants, releasing the bulbous purple head. "Oh, oh oh oh oh," he breathed as Karen pulled it out of his trousers, rubbing her hand around the end. 

"Do you like my tits?" Karen asked as she slid her hand down his shaft.

"Oh Yeah, oh yeah...OH YEAH, I love your tits."

"Want to cum on them?"

"Cum on them, yeah I want to cum on them."

"OK Big boy," she stepped back and helped him to his feet. "Let's make this easier." His hand still clasp to her breast she unbuckled and un buttoned his pants, falling to the floor exposed his hanging ball sack. His hand slowly released her breast slid down her stomach and just started to touch her bush when she slipped back giggling. "Sorry Honey, that's a look don't touch zone." His hand went back to his cock she had dropped when she moved. "That's it show me how you like what you see." 

Milt was there, dick in hand jacking off to a woman, Miss Karen no less, he had fantasized about her before, but now having touched her. He was about to cum and said so.

"WAIT!" Karen reached around him grabbing the pizza box, her tits bumping into the head of his cock. "I want sauce on my pizza!" She opened the box and arching her back dropped her boobs into it as she knelt before him. The deep hot cheese parted wrapping around them her hard nipples felt the heat. Then Milton Blew, cum shot across the pizza and onto her tits, the second wave was all over the pizza. Balancing the box between one hand and her tits Karen reached out and stroked Milton's ball sack and a third deluge bounced off her nipples and onto the pie. She looked up at him as the last of his cum dribbled out, "That was a lot of cum."

"Well," his voice cracking, "you said you wanted some special sauce."

Karen giggled, only Milt could find something simple to explain. She pulled the box out from under her breasts, the cheese was sticking to her and she left two large breast marks in it. Using her finger she wiped the cum on her tits onto the pieces her tits had covered. "Special sauce," licking her fingers clean, "I like your special sauce." She picked out a piece that had a large amount of his cum on it. "Spunk and cheese pizza," she bit into it chewing cum and all, "delicious Milt, it's my favorite."

Milt coughed as he watched her, pulling his pants up, she was devouring the slice and his cum, he wasn't sure what to do. "I um... I must.. I... I... I have to get back to work." The word stumbled out, but then what do you say to a naked lady?

"Oh, OK Milt, if you have to go?" Karen through her chest out as pizza sauce dripped from the piece she had in her hand onto her breast near her nipple. "Hmm? You wanna help clean that up?" Milton moved quickly out the door, later he will kick himself for not helping.

He turned as he went through the door, looking at her with a concerned look on his face. "Miss Karen, you be careful who you let in here when you naked! Some guys might take advantage." And off he went.

Karen laughed, 'poor bastard,' she thought, 'bet he never had a delivery like that one before.' She grabbed her a coke and her spunk and cheese pizza and went out into the backyard. Mitch had done a good job of making it a private zone and there were only a few place you could see in or out. Karen went out to the pergola and had a couple more slices of pizza.