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Meeting Tom

By: synn14



I had recently gotten divorced. I was lonely and frequented chat rooms just for someone to talk to. Most men I met would only chat for a minute before changing the topic to sex. Don't get me wrong, I love sex, but it would be nice to have someone talk to me about other things sometimes.

One night I met Tom. We actually talked for a long time without sex coming up. He was also divorced with 2 kids. He had boys, I had girls. We were both basically raising our kids alone; the other parent was not in the picture. I had mentioned how hard it was to take care of 2 kids on my salary. I wasn't hinting at him giving me money or anything. It just came up in conversation.

He mentioned he was pretty well off financially and offered to help in a way. He offered me $500 for an hour in his bed. Of course I said that I couldn't do that. I was not a prostitute. He apologized and said he didn't mean to offend me. He said we wouldn't have sex. He just wanted me to lay naked on his bed while he touched and kissed me. He said he always wanted to tie a girl down and please her. He promised there would be no penetration of any kind. I was unsure about being tied down, but I eventually gave in and said yes. I could really use the money, and it might even be enjoyable.

We had already exchanged pictures. He knew what I looked like. Five foot exactly, 130lbs, most of which was from my 38DDD breasts. Both nipples pierced, along with a clitoral hood piercing. Long blond hair that went about half way down my back and blue eyes. At 46 years old, he was 18 years my senior. I was always attracted to older men, so that didn't bother me. He had sent me a picture and he was attractive with salt and pepper hair, clean shaven.

I was very nervous driving to his house, but also excited. I was wearing black lace thongs and they were actually a little wet when I pulled into his driveway.

Tom must have seen me pull up because he opened the door before I had a chance to knock. He was even more attractive in person, and since he already had his shirt off, I noticed he was in very good shape, especially for his age.

"Hi there, I'm glad you decided to come, nice to meet you," he said as he looked me directly in the eyes.

As I said "you too," I couldn't help but notice him glance down at my cleavage. I was wearing a very low cut sweater and jeans with high heel boots.

Tom led me thru the house to his bedroom. He asked me if I wanted anything to drink. I declined. "Are you sure you are OK with this? I don't want you to regret it later," he said.

"I'm OK. Just a little nervous," I replied.

"Relax, I promise not to do anything you don't want," he assured me. "So....will you undress for me?" His smile widened.

I smiled back. "Yes, I will." I slowly undressed. First my boots and socks, then I lifted my sweater over my head. My bra was cut low so much of my breasts were visible, looking like they would pop out of the cups. I unsnapped the back and waited a couple seconds before I slid the straps down my arms and let it fall to the floor. Tom was staring at my exposed nipples, which were already hard. I unsnapped my jeans and slipped them off my hips and let them fall to the ground. I stepped out of them, now standing in front of Tom only in my panties.

"Turn around and take them off," he said, sounding almost like an order. He could tell I was surprised by his tone and added "please?"

I turned around and pulled my panties all the way down to my ankles, and paused for a moment bent over in front of this man I had just met only 5 minutes earlier. I heard a low moan escape his lips. When I stood and faced him again I could see his cock bulging in his pants. When I glanced up I could tell he noticed where I was looking.

He stepped up close to me and very gently touched his lips to mine. It was a very sweet kiss. "Lay down on the bed for me," he said.

I lied down on my back and he lifted my arms above my head and tied them to the headboard. I felt a surge of fear being tied down by a man I didn't know. But, for some reason it turned me on at the same time.

Tom started by gently touching my face, my lips. His hands started moving lower, down my neck, to my chest. He caressed my breasts, avoiding my nipples at first. When Tom started touching my nipples he was barely grazing them. Then he started pinching and gently pulling on them. "Your breasts are amazing," he said as he leaned in and kissed me on my lips. Very softly, no tongue at first. Then I felt his tongue gently part my lips and enter my mouth. I begin to kiss him back and moan into his mouth. We kiss for awhile as he continued playing with my nipples. His mouth began to move lower, kissing my neck, then my breasts. He sucked on my nipples for a while, going from one to the other and then back again, making me moan louder. While he was sucking my nipples his hand gently spread my legs so he could lightly caress my inner thighs. I couldn't keep my hips still as he moved his hand higher and touched my pussy. He stopped sucking my nipples so he could look at my face. First he just moved his fingers up and down my labia. Then Tom slipped a finger inside my slit and felt how wet I was. His finger touched my clit and I moaned his name. 

Before I knew what was happening he slid a finger inside me and I gasped. "No, no, you said you wouldn't!"

He quickly takes his finger out, covered in my juices, and apologized. "I am so so sorry, I just got caught up in the moment and forgot. Are you OK?" 

"Yes, I guess I am," I say. "Just don't do it again."

Tom kissed my cheek and apologized again before he started touching my clit again. He began to whisper in my ear as my hips move against his hand. "My cock is rock hard from touching you. You turn me on so much."

Then he started kissing my neck again. His mouth moved lower, back over my breasts, my stomach, my hips. He kissed my thighs and then around my pussy. He pulled your head back a little and spread my lips and just looked at my pussy for a minute. 

"Your pussy is beautiful," he told me before he leaned in and started licking me. He licked around my entrance but didn't put his tongue inside me. I was breathing heavy and moaning. He licked around my clit and then stopped. 

I looked down at him. "Why did you stop?" I ask, certain he can hear the sadness in my voice.

"I want you to tell me to lick your clit. I want to be sure you want it," he said.

"Lick my clit," I say.

"You sure?" he asks with a smirk on his face.

"Yes! Please lick my clit," I begged.

He smiled and got to work. He gently flicked my clit with his tongue. Slowly at first, then faster and faster. I moaned loudly. 

"You are going to make me cum! Please don't stop!" I screamed. Tom kept going while I had a mind blowing orgasm that shook my whole body. 

He lied next to me again and kissed me so I could taste myself on him. "Your pussy tastes wonderful," he whispered to me, barely able to comprehend what he said from the after effects of my orgasm. He gently caressed me as I regained myself.

Tom got up and took off the rest of his clothes and I could see his throbbing cock. It wasn't huge, but it wasn't small either. It was just about the perfect size for me, 7 inches and a nice thickness. He lied back down next to me and started kissing my breasts again. He sucked on my breast right above my nipple, making sure I got a dark hicky.

"Hey, what the fuck!" I yelled. "Why did you do that?" 

Tom looked at me. "I'm sorry," he said apologetically. But then his tone changed. "I just want to make sure other men know you are mine."

I look at Tom, surprised by the sudden possessiveness. He smiled a different kind of smile than he had earlier. Then he began to trace my lips with his finger. "Does putting my cock in your mouth count as penetration?"

"Yes, of course that's penetration. Sorry, not going to happen," I say sternly.

"That's too bad, because you have to suck it anyway, just for a minute," he commanded me. He straddled me face and held his cock in his hand just inches from my face.

"Hell no!" I said as he let go of his rock hard cock and grabbed a handful of my hair.

Tom touched my face with his other hand. "I don't want to hurt you," he said. "But I will if you don't cooperate. Now open your mouth." He forced my chin down while holding my head still by my hair and shoved his cock in my mouth. "Mmmmmm, damn that feels good," he groaned as he thrust in and out of my mouth. 

I tried to scream as he continued fucking my unwilling mouth, but it just came out muffled. I think he actually liked it. My scalp was hurting from how tightly he was holding my hair. He was thrusting as deep as he could. I could feel his head hitting the back of my throat. I started to gag a couple times but managed not to vomit. 

The assault on my mouth only lasted a minute or two. By the way he was moaning I was pretty sure he only stopped because he didn't want to cum yet.

"What the fuck?! You said you wouldn't do anything I didn't want! You promised," I said. I had tears rolling down my cheeks.

He laughed. "You wanted it you slut. Who are you kidding? You pussy is practically dripping wet. What kind of girl agrees to come to a stranger's house for money anyway? You are a whore and you wanted it," he scoffed.

"NO! I didn't want it," I cried. "You promised no penetration. I trusted you."

"Well that wasn't very smart, was it? You wanted it baby, and you want what's coming next too," he said as he winked at me. He started to spread my legs and I tried to hold them closed. But he pried them open and got in between them. I tried moving my hips and get out from under him, but with my hands tied there was no use.

"Please don't fuck me, please," I beg. "I don't want this."

Next he surprised me even more by slapping me across my face. "Shut up bitch," he said, just before he forced his cock into my dripping cunt.

Tom forced his cock all the way inside me, hard, and just held it there and looked into my eyes. I was crying more now. "Please stop, please take your cock out," I continue to beg.

He continued to look in my eyes as he slowly pulled almost all the way out, and then slammed hard deep into my pussy again. He continued raping me, as I continued begging him to stop. After a few minutes I stop begging, it was no use. I moaned in pain from the force of his fucking.

But what was really bothersome was that as this man was raping me, my cunt just got wetter and wetter. And I was enjoying how it felt. My moans changed from pain to pleasure.

"See that you fucking whore," he said. "I told you that you wanted it. I told you that you wanted to be fucked. You are loving my cock in that tight wet cunt. You wanted to be raped. You are my slut." I could tell he was getting close to his own orgasm, as was I.

He could tell I was getting close too. He pulled out and rested the tip of his cock against my cunt. "Why did you stop?" I asked.

"I want you to tell me you are my slut."

I couldn't deny it any longer. "Yes Tom, I'm your slut! Please fuck me! I want your cock inside me! I want you to cum inside me!" 

He thrust his cock in me again, just as hard as the first time. In less than a minute I felt my orgasm about to erupt. "Oh my god Tom, I'm cumming! Please keep fucking me! I want to cum all over your cock!" 

"Cum you fucking whore! Cum," he commanded me. This orgasm was even stronger than the first one Tom gave me. He kept fucking me hard and deep.

"Please cum inside my cunt Tom!" I screamed. "I want you to feel as good as you made me feel. Fill my pussy with you cum."

"Oh fuck! Here it comes baby," he says as I felt his body shake. He collapsed on top of me and left his cock in me for a minute before pulling out and lying next to me again.

Tom untied me and held me. I felt his hot cum dripping out of me as we fell asleep together.

Meeting Tracy



Sitting all alone in my room, I knew I had hit rock bottom. I had just gone through one of the most horrific relationships I’d ever had. At least it was over and I was better off for it. Our sex life wasn’t the best but at least there was some sex in my life. Not the type of sex I desired or really needed, but you know even bad sex is good sex. I knew I wasn’t going to do without sex but what was I going to do. Sure I have my toys but what kind of a life is that, go to work, come home, indulge in self pity, then indulge in self-satisfaction with my toys. Masturbating day after day by myself isn’t the life I‘d hoped to be living at 30 years of age. Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy my toys and enjoy masturbating but I want and need more than that just haven’t the foggiest where to find it. Then I remembered a friend from work had told me about her exploits on the Internet. She’d told me about all the steamy relationships she’d had online and now she’s met this wonderful man whom she’s been seeing in person or over a year. I didn’t know a damn thing about the Internet or computers but I decided, what the hell, I’m was going to find out. As lonely as I was feeling I figured it couldn’t hurt.

I found an online poker game that allowed you to chat with people from all over. After a few months I had met many nice people nice people, but I had my eye on one in particular. She was kinda quiet during poker games but in private chats she would open up. We talked for what seemed like years, but was really only a few months. She’s happily married to a nice fella and lives half way around the world from me. But she’s very intriguing and I’ve always wanted to meet her. We had exchanged pictures early on and I find her very attractive. She knows that I am sexually open to women, but she hasn’t made it clear whether or not she is. After talking with her for so long she has become my best friend. To some it may sound silly, because we’ve never met, but the chats we have are very intimate and I have grown quite close to her. 

One day she suggested I come for a visit and I almost passed out on the spot. It’s like my every dream had just come true. Well, almost every dream anyway. I couldn’t help but wonder, how do I look at her without her knowing what I’m really thinking? What I’m really wanting to do to her? I just didn’t know if this was a good idea or not. I’ve never been very good at hiding my feeling and to look into someone’s eyes and not tell them how I feel has got to be the hardest thing in the world to do. On the other hand, how could I pass up this golden opportunity? Fuck it, if she figures me out then she figures me out. There was no way in hell I was going to passing this up. One $2000 ticket and 15 hours on a plane is nothing if I could look into her eyes just once.

That was two days ago, now here I am on a plane. The entire trip all I’ve been able to do is think of her looking into my eyes and knowing just how I feel. It’s taken everything I have to keep from vomiting. Lucky for me the hotel is close to the airport and I have a day to relax before seeing her. After this long ass ride I need the relaxation. While checking in the coincerierge hands me a letter. 

My hotel room is very nice. King sized bed, Jacuzzi tub, the works. I unpack and lay down to relax as I open the letter I was given at the desk. 

April, 

Glad you made it safely hun. Please give me a call to let me know what room you’re in and how you’re doing. Can’t wait to see you.

Love, Tracy

Chills run thru me… I can smell her perfume. Seeing her handwriting turns me on. Now I know I’ve got it bad. Better call her, I don’t want her worrying. She answers the phone with sweetest ‘Hello’ I have ever heard. 

“I’m here and settled in.” 

“Oh good I was beginning to worry. What room are you in?”

“1059, I’m gonna jump in the tub then get some rest. Please call me in the morning and we’ll get together first thing.” I replied, hoping she didn’t hear the trembling in my voice.

“Okay, I’ll call you then. I’m so glad you came, and I can’t wait to finally see you. Bye for now.” Hanging up the phone I could feel a sense of relief. My stomach turned in circles the whole time I was on the phone.

Think I’ll run a bath and try to relax. I get so worked up over her my panties are soaked after hearing her voice. The tub is so inviting, hell there’s room enough for two or three people in this thing. Glad I brought my bubble bath, I need something to relax me. As I step into the bathtub and feel the bubbles work their way up my leg I think how nice it would be if she were here. I lay down and imagine that she is here, laying in the tub with me. Her body rubbing up against mine. My hands find themselves sliding all over my wet soapy body. As my fingers find my vagina I imagine her fingers touching my clit. I can almost feel her lips pressing up against mine as I run my fingers thru her beautiful blonde hair. I feel my orgasm coming on and hear a knock at the door.

Shit, who could that be? I didn’t order room service. Maybe they have the wrong room. I jump out of the tub and grab a towel to pat down a tad. Reaching for my robe I yell out “Who’s there?” but get no answer. I try to cover up the best I can and open the door only to find its Tracy. In an instant my heart stops, I get a huge lump in my throat and my whole body freezes up. It’s almost as if I felt like she knew what I had been doing just seconds before. 

“Sorry to surprise you like this but I wanted to talk to you alone before we all got together tomorrow.” she tells me. 

“Oh, it’s not a problem at all. I’m just happy to finally see you in person.” I reply. I open the door up to show her in and she quickly throws her arms around me and gives me a big hug. Oh my god, do you have any idea how long I have been waiting to touch her? I wrap my arms around her and it somehow feels like our bodies have become one, if only for a moment.

“Did I catch you in the bath?” she asks. She seems to be almost embarrassed about it.

“Yes, but it’s quite alright. I’ll throw some clothes on real quick and be right with you,” trying to assure her that I want her to stay. Boy, if she only knew how badly I wanted her to stay and why she would shit. Hahaha. 

I turn to go and get dressed and she stops me saying, “No. Please stay just as you are I just wanted to talk for a bit. You’re fine.” This doesn’t bother me a bit, if I had my way we’d both be naked already. She takes me by the hand and asks me to sit next to her on the bed. My mind goes crazy because the serious look on her face almost scares me. 

“Is everything ok Tracy?” comes out of my trembling lips before I can even think straight. 

Only to be worried more by her reply of “No not really.”

She takes a deep breathe, looks me right in the eyes and tells me that she is very happy to have me here and is even more pleased that we have become such close friends, but… (Now there is always a ‘but’ isn’t there?) She goes on to say that she worries there are some lopsided feelings going on that need to be resolved before we start hanging out together for the weekend. My heart shatters into a million pieces. I had no idea she already knew how I felt. I find myself at a loss for words here. What do I do now? I open my mouth to say something (yet I still don’t know what) and she tells me to hear her out before I say anything. I feel tears trying to work up and I turn away for a moment to pull myself together. 

From behind me I hear her say, “I’m very sorry I got you all the way here before discussing this with you but I wanted to do it in person. We’ve been friends for quite a while and I know you’re into women. I never thought it would pose a problem between us but it has. Sitting here next to you I know that the problem is much worse than I thought it was too.” See I knew she’d be able to see right thru me! 

I turn back to her and tell her, “I’m sorry, I don’t have to spend this weekend with you. I can see the sites or whatever on my own and go home after the weekend without causing you any more problems.” I never should have come here with all these feelings I have for her. I knew she would see it, what’s worse is she already knew.

She quickly tells me to hush and let her finish. “I don’t want you to go unless that’s what you want to do. I can‘t help how I feel about you and while I’ve felt this way for a long time, seeing you has made me realize that I want this to be more than friendship.” Ok, now I’m confused and elated at the same time. I just thought I was at a loss for words before now I’m really fucked up. All I can seem to do is stare directly into her eyes. It’s like time has come to a complete stop until she utters “Well… don’t get quiet on me now.” Still at a loss for words I wrap my arms around her and hold her as tight as I can. After a moment of thought all I can do is whisper in her ear “I want you too.” 

She pulls away and tells me in a very soft voice, “Then take me.” With my arms already around her, the urges inside me overwhelm me. I slide one arm up to put my fingers in her hair and pull her close to me. As our lips meet passion consumes my body. I don’t think I have ever wanted someone this bad in my life. The feel of her hands rubbing my body is like no other. It’s like she is reaching into my soul. Every part of my being yearns for her. My fingers find themselves unbuttoning her shirt and sliding it over her shoulders enjoying every bit of her soft skin along the way. My hands slide down her back to unfasten her bra and I begin to kiss her neck. She smells so sweet, I feel like a little kid in a candy store wanted to taste everything I see. Once the top part of her body is bare I press my body against her and we fall to the bed. 

Little butterfly kisses form the trail from her neck to her tits. My tongue dances across her already hard nipples and she begins to moan. I suck them into my mouth and begin unzipping her pants. I reluctantly pull myself from her breasts and stand up to pull her pants off then drop my robe to the floor. One look into hers eyes tells me she wants this as much as I do so I position myself next to her and begin sucking her nipples again. I can’t help but want to touch her ravishing body so I grasp the other nipple between my fingers and give it a little twist. She begins to play with my hair and whispers “feels so good”. That turns me on so much I can’t resist moving my hand towards her pussy and find that she is already wet. 

My finger slides right into her snatch and makes its way to her clit. Its already hard and pounding like a drum but I’m not all that surprised because mine is as well. I long to taste her juices so I maneuver myself between her legs and run my tongue around her lips. I gab her ankles and position her feet on my shoulder blades so that I may have full access to all her goodies. As my tongue touches her clit for the first time I feel her toes curl up on my back. She’s breathing very heavily at this point and I can feel how badly she wants me. 

I begin to swirl my tongue in circles around her clit and she grabs me by the hair and pulls me closer to her dripping cunt. I suck it into my mouth and flicker my tongue across it and she begins to moan. The taste of her pussy has me more aroused than I ever thought I could be. I slide my fingers into her and she starts to moan louder. My fingers curve up and I finger fuck her till she moves her body back and forth into me, fucking my face. I can feel my own clit quivering while her pussy contracts around my fingers letting me know she will soon reach her climax. My tongue goes into overdrive and my fingers dig deeper into her as I pound in and out of her.

She begins saying “fuck me” and “oh god”. I know it won’t be long now so I wrap my hands around her legs and hold her tight while I stuck my tongue into her pussy and wiggled my nose around on her clit. That got her attention real quick cause the next thing I heard was “I’m gonna cum all over your face baby.” So I put my focus back on her clit and went to town. She wiggles and squirms all over the place when she cums it’s such a joy to make her feel so good that I almost cum myself. After a marvelous orgasm her whole body goes limp. I hop up to grab a washcloth and wash my face. When I come back and lay next to her I ask her if she is ok. 

She rolls over towards me and says, “No, I’m not ok! I’m wonderful.” She wraps her arms around me tightly and moves partially on top of me. Her body is all sweaty and I can feel her pussy being pressed against my leg. She slowly begins to roll her body against mine, it feels like laying on a raft in an ocean of pleasure. Her face is near the side of my head and she’s breathing into my ear. Her hot breath is making me wetter than I already was. Her tongue begins touching my ear lobe and erotic pulses shoot thru me. The gentle touch of her tongue running across my neck and down toward my breast sending waves of excitement thru every little part of my body. I can’t help but say “Oh Tracy… You don’t know how badly I’ve been wanting this.” only to get a “Shhhh” in response. 

Her fingers draw a line down by body straight to my eager awaiting pussy. She begins drawing tiny circles around my lips and all the senses in my body seem to go into overdrive. We begin to kiss and I feel her rubbing my mound. I automatically begin moving rhythmically against the motion of her hand. She gently pinches my clit between her fingers and begins to roll it around. This action makes alarms go off everywhere. I swear I hear sirens inside my head.

Pulling away from my face she headed for my nipples, which are rock hard and begging for attention. She slides 2 fingers into me and rolls my clit around with her thumb. I am using everything I have in me to keep from screaming in bliss but soft moans are seeping out of me already. Dammit, I can’t hold it. I beg her to stop but she persists. This has to be the most intense orgasm I have ever had. My entire body is cumming. I swear every nerve in my body is feeling the magic of her touch.

She moves her head toward my screaming cunt. Her tongue touches my clit for the first time and its like fireworks. My juices flow all over her mouth and I gently grab her by the hair and try to wrap myself around her. She presses my legs to the bed and sucks my clit into her mouth. My orgasm hasn’t stopped it just grows more intense. She forces her finger into my leaking pussy and fucks me hard while she’s flicking my clit. This is more ecstasy than I have ever felt and when I can no longer take it I shout in delight, “Oh my god!” my body goes limp and she moves up towards me. We throw our arms around one another allow our tongues to meet once more.

Our bodies lie in puddles while we bask in the afterglow until the sound of a ringing phone snaps us both back to reality. It’s Gary wondering were his wife is…



Meeting Tracy



We had a nice surprise this week. Tracy called to say she had printed off the pictures taken during our earlier encounter (Erotic Day with Strangers) we had given up on her thinking that perhaps she was too embarrassed to get in touch.

Tracy explained that it had been a few days until she could bring herself to even look at the pictures unsure of how she was feeling and more than a little shocked at how easily she had given in to her sexual urges. 

Surprised how the public nature of our fun had made her feel.

A little apprehensive she had loaded the pictures onto her PC.

As soon as they started to come up she felt butterflies in her stomach a tingle of excitement between her legs causing her thighs to squeeze together pussy juice moistening the crotch her panties so much that she had to change them.

Tracy asked if we could meet up so I Suggested the bar Steve and I had been to the day we had met her arranging a time when it would be at its quietist

Unfortunately Steve had been called into work but I thought she might be more at ease if we had a chance to relax over a drink before he joined us.

Already seated at a secluded table when Tracy arrived I watched how she walked into the room glancing apprehensively about her bag clutched to her no confidence at all.

She was a stunning lady 5'8 smooth milky skin dark hair cut so it framed her face pert breasts filled out her T shirt and from our previous encounter I knew that her legs were slim stomach flat and toned.

Spotting me she gave a little wave and came over I had taken the liberty of buying a bottle of wine for us to share pouring her a large glass as she made herself comfortable. 

Refreshing my own drink Tracy took a sip of wine closing her eyes as the cold liquid hit I told her how pleased we were that she had called.

Placing her glass on the table slender fingers resting either side of the stem twiddling it nervously round and round she took a deep breath and asked if I would help her understand what it is like to be an exhibitionist

How could we do things outside where we might be seen? 

How did it feel teasing strangers? 

How do you begin exploring these desires?

Flushing bright red she drained her glass in one.

Refilling both our glasses I told her it had been a long time before my own exhibitionist side had emerged and it was strange circumstances that had made me realised how exciting 'being seen' could be.

By the time I hit mid twenties I had been in two relationships one of which resulted in a less than satisfying marriage. 

Sex was exciting while dating because we both lived with our parents and had nowhere to go except local quiet spots in the car. 

I realised later it was the chance of being caught that made my pulse race not the amateur fumbling of my ex...In fact I secretly nicknamed him Mr Two pumps and a squirt although he thought he was great in bed.

It was Steve that opened my eyes. 

We met through friends and there was an instant attraction enjoying a wild affaire for some months before Mr Two pumps found out.

He moved out Steve moved in.

One evening the power was out because of a thunderstorm we were watching the lightning from the kitchen window and I said something about how sexy the pounding rain made me feel. Grabbing me Steve carried me outside the back door and pushed me up against the wall his mouth crushing against mine tongue exploring he hooked his fingers into my knickers and dragged them down my legs dropping to his knee as he did so running his hands up my thighs he spread my pussy lips with his thumbs tonguing my wet slit. 

All I could think of was the open field our house backed onto and the neighbour's gardens either side…would anyone see? The thought of someone watching us the delicious feeling between my legs and the cool rain on my hot body all combined to bring me to a crashing orgasm.

Steve wasn't finished with me yet. 

Stepping back stripping off his clothes cock rock hard ridged against his belly he began to remove my top and skirt pushing my hands away as I panicked about being naked outside. 

He stood back admiring me the cold rain bringing me out in goose bumps nipples standing out almost painfully I felt so good…free…and horny as hell.

He turned me bending me forward so that my hands were on the window sill my ass and pussy facing the open field on display to anyone who might walk by.

Rubbing his cock up and down my sopping slit a few times he pushed into me and grabbing my hips began pounding hard and fast our flesh making wet slapping sounds as he crashed into me I felt him tense then pull out spilling his seed all over my buttocks warm on my cold skin.

As we dried off he asked if I had enjoyed being outside grabbing his cock and kissing him hard I said what do you think mister.

He told me some girls were too afraid but it was something that he enjoyed. I asked if he would be troubled if someone saw us and he said hell no it made it more exciting.

Over drinks he asked me the question.

Was there a time or situation that you would have found it exciting to be seen naked in public by a stranger?

About to say no I remembered something that had once happened to a colleague.

Sue was always falling out with her Husband each trying to get the last word in.

After a particularly heated exchange one morning he told her this time she would back down before him. Confident that this was not the case she told him to get stuffed.

They both worked for the same firm but as shop floor manager he started work an hour or so before Sue who worked with me in the office.

When Sue and I arrived at work most of the workforce was gathered around the main notice board, there was a lot of excited chatter and laughter because on it were pictures of a woman's naked buttocks and tits with a caption Guess who?

Sue immediately recognised the pictures…her husband had taken them once while fooling around…she could not take them down because it would give her away. 

Furious she phoned him but was soon grovelling when he said that a picture of her pussy along with the answer was going up tomorrow if she did not apologise. 

Although the pictures were not of me I was surprised when my pussy became damp. 

It was the dirty little thought of it being me up there instead of Sue that got me all excited…in fact I became so wet I had to the toilets and take my panties off. 

This was the first time I ever spent a day with my vagina naked under my skirt.

Tracy was enthralled leaning slightly forwards over the table cheeks flushed she wet her bottom lip with the tip of her tongue, fingers subconsciously sliding up and down the stem of the glass.

Pouring another drink I asked if she was up for some fun.

The pub was deserted apart from two bored barmen one of whom kept looking over…he was the guy I had given a show too last time leaving him with my panties.

Tracy said she had another question first.

How did I dress to entice guys without being too obvious?

This was an ideal opportunity to get her to loosen up.

She was wearing a nice T shirt just tight enough to accentuate her tits without being too obvious her skirt was straight black too tight for 'accidental' flashes but I would solve that problem later.

Taking her hand I made my way to the toilets she was about to go into the ladies but I steered her into the gents saying 'trust me' …luckily no one had been in and it still smelled sweet from the morning clean.

Tracy was bright red her eyes glued to the door as I told her to take off her bra. 

I had already unbuttoned my blouse and removed both it and my bra by the time she slid her top off, hands shaking she handed it to me then reaching round undid the clasp of her bra slipping the straps down but holding the cups to her breast.

The door opened.

It was the young barman I knew he was watching and hoping he might follow.

His eyes gravitated to my tits as he stammered we were in the wrong place.

Tracy was still holding her bra tight over her tits so I gently reached out taking her hands away uncovering her beautiful breasts. 

They were firm with the palest nipples I had ever seen small and erect in the cool air the top of her breasts were flushed red with embarrassment and perhaps a little excitement.

Turning to the young chap I said we were nearly done just carry on as if we weren't there. He stood at a urinal glancing sideways at my naked tits in the mirror while Tracy slipped her top back on her pert nipples showed through the material slightly.

Winking at her I waited for the barman to finish peeing and as he went to zip up I put my hand over his and told him to wash his cock off in the sink. 

He hesitated for a moment looking at the floor then did as I asked.

Telling him to face the urinal both hands on the wall feet spread as if for a police pat down I held his penis gently in two fingers massaging the skin from base to tip stopping at the top to rub my thumb over the head spreading his pre cum down the length.

Standing so close my tits were crushed into his back my stiff nipples poking him through his thin shirt I gripped him hard and began to jerk his cock with short quick movements his breathing was harsh and he began humping against my hand suddenly stiffening up letting out a grunt as stream after stream of spunk hit the urinal. 

As his orgasm subsided I let go of his cock washed my hands and pulled on my blouse leaving him to clean himself up.

Tracy was so excited she kept saying I can't believe that just happened.

We finished off our wine as I told Tracy the secrets of flashing men.

Don't wear anything too short or see-through subtle hints are best moving things along slowly gradually showing a little more as the night progresses.

If everything's on display then there is no mystery half the fun is in the anticipation.

I usually wear a pastel colour blouse with no bra my dark nipples just showing through so men will have to be close before they realise my tits and nipples are exposed. 

Once in awhile I will wear a short skirt but usually a flowing skirt about mid thigh or a wrap around like the one I was wearing it can be easily opened up exposing my legs and panties.

Grabbing the empty bottle I told Tracy to watch.

Sitting on a stool I ordered a new bottle of wine from the barman it wasn't our friend from earlier but he soon noticed that I didn't have a bra on and that my tits were visible through my blouse realising he could see my nipples he tried to spark up a conversation. 

Looking around I saw the other barman pretending to replace beer mats but I knew he was bending over the tables because he could see the smooth skin of my upper thigh my skirt having slipped apart slightly 

Adjusting my self so my skirt would open up more it slipped across my leg as I turned toward him to get off the stool my panties were visible for just a moment the cheesy grin on his face told me had gotten a good look.

When I got back to the table Tracy grabbed my hand

'Oh my goodness I can't believe you how do you stay so cool'.

Laughing I told her that I was far from cool…my pussy was soaking.

Very quietly she whispered and mine.

Looking her straight in the eyes I reached under the table sliding my fingers over Tracy's leg. With just a little pressure of my hand I parted her legs going higher rubbing along her soft inner thigh she actually moved forward on her seat making it easier to reach her panties her breathing quickened coming in small gasps she tensed as my probing fingers brushed lightly against her crotch.

Gently touching the tip of one finger to her cotton panties pressing it against her lips through the material I traced the outlined of her slit. 

Already moist she was getting very aroused.

Tracy kept looking to make sure no one could see what we were doing but we were in a position that no one could see even if the place was full, if anyone had glanced across it looked like we were just sitting in a booth having a nice quiet conversation. 

The only people who were in the bar with us anyway were the two barmen. 

Leaning back I withdraw my hand from her skirt lightly caressing the skin of her inner thigh as I did so I asked Tracy how that felt. 

Was it exciting sitting in a public bar with someone touching your pussy? 

Whispering softly she said let me touch you. 

Very slowly, she leaned forward hands shaking as they parted my legs her touch was tantalizing her fingers pushed my skirt either side of my thighs revealing my underwear moving across the mound of my pussy over the smooth material stroking gently up and down my crotch, the delicate nerve-endings in my vagina feeling the sensation as keenly as if I had already discarded my panties.

Cheeks tingling with embarrassment she sat back. 

Taking a moment to catch my breath I was wondering where to go from here when Steve walked in. He waved bought a drink and joined us grabbing a stool and sitting at the end of our table.

Tracy's cheeks were still flushed the air charged with sexual tension he grinned and said 'having fun ladies' Tracy started to fiddle with her glass looking down at the table embarrassed I slipped off my shoe and stroked the inside of her calf with my foot reassuring her with the contact. 

Filling Steve in on our adventures so far but leaving out Tracy's exploration of my panties he said wow what's next.

Our bottle of wine was almost empty Tracy was in a sexy mood so this was a good opportunity to get her to loosen up even more and give the guys in the pub a bit of a show. I told her this was an ideal time to have some fun as an exhibitionist and tease the barman as he had already seen her tit's how would she like to show off her pussy a little bit.

Tracy chewed at her bottom lip drained what was left in her glass then whispered 

Ok but on the condition she wasn't on her own.

First we had to do something about her skirt.

We all made our way to the side of the bar Steve ordering our drinks. 

When he had served us the barman walked back to his mate at the other end of the bar no doubt grumbling because Steve had spoilt his fun.

Staying close to the bar I told Tracy we needed to swap skirts if she was to flash the barman I unfastened the one button on my skirt slowly letting it slip open over my legs sheer panties exposed to the entire room turning toward Steve I teasingly rubbed my ass into his crotch moving away as he tried to grab me.

Tracy began slipping her skirt down over her hips getting as far as mid thigh so a hint of backside poked out before she lost her nerve looking at me she said sorry I don't think I can do this.

Steve gently put his arms around her pulling her in close she must have been able to feel his hard on against her ass cheeks moving her hips slightly she pressed back into him.

Reaching for the fastening at her side he undid the skirt slipping it over her hips letting it fall to the floor. Running his hands over her flat belly she arched back pushing harder against him as his fingers found the waistband of her panties he kissed the side of her neck and softly whispered we don't need these either in her ear. 

He started to slip them down hands moving from her backside to her front inching them over her skin. 

She started to sway her hips slowly from side to side to assist him when his fingers were at the right level he made sure to brush them against her mound letting his finger linger along her slit.

After what seemed like an eternity he pushed her panties the rest of the way down to the floor as she stepped out of them I was surprised to see her pussy was now clean shaven the landing strip was gone. Bending over with straight legs so that her buttocks pressed back into Steve's crotch she picked up her panties.

Swapping skirts we made our way to the front of the bar Steve walked outside to call a taxi he knew if he was in the bar nothing was likely to happen.

As soon as we were seated on the stools the barman who had seen up my skirt made his way around to our side of the bar. The crafty git pretended to be wiping over the tables every now and again chancing a sideways glance in our direction. 

His mate fiddled with the pump handles no doubt admiring Tracy's nipples erect and clearly outlined against the soft material of her T-shirt and my barely concealed tits.

Nudging Tracy on the thigh with my leg and whispering go for it she took a big breath held it for a second then slowly let it out as she turned on the stool parting her knees slightly the smooth material of the skirt slipping over her leg exposing the milky skin of her upper thigh.

The barman was looking directly at her while trying to pretend to be immersed in his work…no table anywhere had ever received so much attention.

At my prompting she eased forwards on the stool the skirt opening right up so all of her legs were exposed opening her thighs just a little so her damp slit was on display.

The barman forgot himself pausing in mid wipe mouth wide open a bulge growing in the front of his trousers.

His mate was frowning looking between us two girls and the other chap I caught his eye and he shrugged puzzled at what was going on. 

Not wishing for him to miss out I whispered that maybe he should help his friend.

Making his way round to the tables he stopped dead when he saw what his mate had been staring at sitting in one of the chairs for a better view.

With new found confidence Tracy placed one foot on the floor as if getting off the stool opening her legs right up so that her pussy lips parted glistening wet and puffy from her growing excitement. 

She stayed there for a good 30 seconds giving the lads a good look at her wet vagina before slipping all the way off the stool and making her way to the exit.

Walking over to the lads I placed a hand on their bulges winked and said see you soon

Catching up with Tracy outside she was red faced but laughing so hard tears were streaming down her face.Throwing her arms around me she hugged me close. Oh my I can't believe I just did all that thank you so much. 

She then hugged Steve thanking him for his encouragement.

Steve patted her pert little behind and said it was his pleasure…which was evident from the bulge in his trousers.

The taxi arrived and as we had not seen the photos yet we asked Tracy if she wanted to come to our place for a bite to eat while we looked them over.

Tracy took my hand and said she would be delighted, besides we were still wearing each others skirt and needed to swap.

But that's another story.

XX J

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