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Most of these stories are standalone, so you don’t have to read them all. This one, however, calls back to Pts 6 and 13.

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I was out on a date with Dave. It was dragging a little, and Dan called me.

“Where are you?” he asked.

I told him I was with Dave.

“Can you come over? Your fan club’s here, and I think they’d like a meet and greet.”

Fan club? This could be interesting. I held my phone to my chest, and asked Dave to run me over to Dan’s, as he’d hurt himself on his mountain bike and needed help.

Dave looked at his watch, and said OK, but Dan would have to run me home. He was going to gome home and watch the football or something.

I went back to the Dan on the phone.

“OK,” I said, “Dave said he can run me over in about ten minutes, but you’ll have to take me home.”

I hung up, and collected my things. Dave drove me over to Dan’s, kissed me in the car in the parking lot, then headed home.

I went up the stairs, and knocked on the door. Dan opened it, and I stepped in and took my shoes off.

“Those were killing me,” I said, and gave him a hug and a kiss.

“I told Dave you’d fallen off your mountain bike and grazed yourself up, and needed a hand with the bandages.”

He asked me if I was nervous.

“Yes,”

“It’s OK,” he said, “I’ll be here and they’ll be good, or they’re out.”

We walked down the hallway into the living room.

“Hello boys,” I said.

There was the guy I’d opened the door to, topless, and the one I’d jerked off a while ago, but there was a new one I didn’t know.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“This is Rob,” Dan said, “he doesn’t believe you exist.”

Rob stood and shook my hand.

“OK,” I said, “what’s this about?”

“Rob bodrum escort doesn’t believe you flashed Jimmy, or jacked off Sean,” Dan said.

I looked at Dan. “Is there any of that wine left?”

He got me a glass, and I chugged it. He poured me another glass, and I took a sip then put it down on the counter.

“Can we close the curtains?” I asked.

Dan said I could, so I walked over and closed them.

I walked back to the middle of the room, and put my hands on my hips and looked at the guys.

They looked back at me eagerly. I was going to have to do something.

“Strip,” I said.

This wasn’t what they were expecting. The new guy, Rob said “I thought we could watch you.”

“What’s in it for me?” I asked. “You want to see me, I get to see you. Actually, one at a time, and you go first. Make it sexy.”

I walked over to Dan, as sexily as I could, and sat in the chair. He sat on the arm next to me.

Rob undressed, awkwardly, down to his underpants.

“All the way,” I said.

He looked at the other two, then slipped them off, and stood there, with his cock stuck out. He covered it with his hands. He was kind of skinny looking.

Dan went and got a towel and put it on the sofa, then came and sat back down on the arm of the chair.

“Sit down,” I said, pointing to the left side of the sofa. The other two shuffled over.

“Jimmy, was it? You’re up next.”

Jimmy got up, and quickly stripped off. I pointed, and he sat in the middle next to Rob, covering his boner.

“Sean.”

Sean, the cute one, stripped off quickly too, and sat where he was told.

I walked over to the sofa, and told Rob to stand up.

“Undo my dress,” I said, turgut reis escort turning and holding my hair up from the zip. He unzipped it.

I let my hair fall down.

“Now take it off me.”

He pulled it down over my shoulders, slid it past my hips and down to the floor. I she stepped out of it, and I bent down and picked it up, then tossed it to Dan. That’s an expensive dress, and I don’t want these idiots ruining it.

I stood in front of them in just my black lace panties and bra.

I told Rob to sit down.

I had Jimmy undo my bra. He struggled with the hook, then got it undone.

I took it off and threw it to Dan, then forced myself to act like this was perfectly natural.

“Jimmy saw my tits when he came to deliver a pizza, like this.”

I told Jimmy to sit down, and went over to Sean.

“I asked Sean if he wanted to rub my tits, like this.”

He looked at me, and I nodded. He reached out and rubbed my tits gently for a few minutes, pulling my nipples around. It was sweet that he’s learnt not to maul my tits.

“And then I asked him to take off my panties,” I said.

He smiled, and knelt down and pulled down my panties. I stepped out of them, bent down again and picked them up, then threw them to Dan.

I was standing in front of them, naked. They were naked. I was turned on. They were all hard, so I’m guessing they were turned on too. I then knelt down in front of Sean.

“I rubbed his cock like this,” I said, and rubbed his hard cock until I could tell he was getting close, “and he came on my tits,” and sure enough, he grunted and unloaded over my tits. I was expecting it this time, so none of it got on my face.

I türkbükü escort stood up, and stepped back. Dan brought me a wash cloth, and I wiped my tits clean.

I asked Jimmy if he’d like to rub my tits, and he jumped up and started rubbing them like he’d seen Sean doing it, nice and gently.

I reached for his cock, stroking it with my hands, and rubbing the pre-cum into the head. I was so turned on by now, and I like the taste of pre-cum. I knelt down in front of him, and sucked him into my mouth. After a couple of minutes, he came in my mouth, and I spat it into the wash cloth.

“Rob,” I said, “would you like to rub my tits?”

Rob mauled them a couple of times, then he grabbed his cock and jacked off over my stomach. I wiped it off as he sat down.

Finally I was done with them, so I went over knelt in front of Dan and had him sit in the chair.

I pulled his shirt off, then unbuttoned his jeans. He let me slide them and his underwear off.

I pulled off his socks so he was naked like the rest of us. I started licking his cock, from his balls, all the way up to the head.

I got on all fours so they could see my pussy, then sucked the head of Dan’s cock for a few minutes, tasting his pre-cum.

I was done now, I was so turned on, I just wanted to cum. I stood up, and faced away from Dan and sat down in his lap, putting his cock up into me. I started lifting myself up and down, and he started playing with my right tit and my clit, and that just sent me wild. I came, all shaking and everything, and that pushed him over the edge, so I could feel him cumming inside me. He held on to me while we got our breath back.

I pushed the wash cloth to my pussy, and got off him. I knelt down and sucked and licked Dan’s cock clean.

I turned and the guys were just sitting on the sofa, naked, staring at me. I walked over to them, and stood in front of them.

“You should go.”

They hurriedly got dressed, and left, chattering amongst themselves as they walked down the stairs.

“Do you think they can keep quiet?” I asked Dan.

“Oh hell no.”

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The outdoor photo shoot with Chuck and Harry had been a few weeks ago and I could tell she was getting antsy and wanted another gig. Before long she got a call from Chuck. I was in the next room but I could hear her talking.

“Hey Chuck… Yes, it was a lot of fun. No, my husband loves when I pose. We both think it’s very hot. What’s cooking?”

I walked into the room to see her listening very intently on the telephone.

“Yeah, tomorrow is perfect. What should I wear? Ha ha.” She hung up the phone smiling.

“Chuck and Harry want me to do a nature shoot with them.”

I smiled at her, “Chuck and Harry and how many other guys?”

“No, just the two of them. They want to do a photo shoot in the woods, naked of course. Any problems with that?”

“None whatsoever. I assume that it’s just posing, right?”

“Of course. I would never do anything that you didn’t want me to do” she looked to me with a funny smile.

We spoke a bit more and agreed that she would not be having sex with any of these people but just let them photograph her in the nude.

The following day, Clarissa and I were sitting in the living room, waiting for the guys. Just for fun, she stayed naked.

I got up to answer the door and let Chuck and Harry into the room. For some reason, they were not shocked to see Clarissa naked. I motioned for them to sit down and got us all a beer.

They laughed and joked and I joined them. It was a lot of fun to sit with our new acquaintances and all enjoy Clarissa’s naked body.

“So, boys,” she said, “what’s the plan for today? By the way, why don’t we sit outside… it’s much cooler.”

We all got up and went into the yard. I brought my camera and took a shot of Clarissa with the two guys.

We sat for a while, mainly small talk, and then Chuck explained that they want to take Clarissa out into the woods and shoot her in nature. It was to be a local forest preserve, the type of state park.

I asked what would happen if they ran into other people. Clarissa just smiled and told me not to worry.

Clarissa got up and stood by the door, to see if anybody wanted another bodrum bayan eskort beer, and she went inside.

I turned to Chuck and said, “so, how many other models like Clarissa do you have?”

“Well, she is one-of-a-kind. She’s just not shy and she is natural in front of the camera.”

Clarissa walked out, carrying more beer. She smiled at me and said “What they mean to say is, I don’t mind showing them my pussy.”

She walked over to the picnic table and set there, with a wide spread. She smiled at all of us and we smiled back.

“Baby,” I said “you do have the best spread of all. I guess these guys must be your fans.”

They both nodded and we all had a good laugh. She got up and got dressed and we all walked to the curb.

She kissed me goodbye and got the van and they drove away.

Many hours later, I heard the van pull up into our driveway. Clarissa was naked, like last time. They were all laughing and joking and having a great time.

Chuck and Harry were out of the car and taking Clarissa’s clothes out of the back. She was sitting in the front seat, naked as a jaybird. I couldn’t get over how natural she looked. She turned into a different person in recent months and I really liked it.

She scurried into the house so the neighbors couldn’t see her and the guys handed me her clothes. We shook hands and they were off.

I came in the house and Clarissa was excited, couldn’t wait to tell me what happened. This is how the story went:

It was very cool. I’m very relaxed around those guys… You know, not sexual like I want to fuck them, more like I want to use them. They gave me plenty of opportunity.

At first, we parked an empty field, pretty far off from the road, you can see the lake. There was nobody around so they told me to strip, which I did. No matter how many times I do it, I would get a thrill when I take my clothes off in front of strangers.

I love how you want me to do this. I’m so glad you understand how it makes me happy.

I stood there, looking around, waiting for them to get bodrum escort their equipment ready. I guess it seemed a little bit dangerous because we could’ve been caught at any time. Nevertheless, I love the cool breeze on my skin as I stood there totally naked.

After a few minutes, they told me to grab my clothes and follow them. There’s something about carrying your clothes when you’re naked that makes you feel even more naked. I was having a good time.

We found a place to store our stuff and they instructed me to pose in different positions, starting on the dirt road. When we came to a tree, they asked me for some pussy shots, which I was most glad to do.I think men are the most predictable creatures on earth. What is so great about a snatch?

I squatted down and pretended to hitchhike and Chuck said that it gave him an idea. He told me to pretend I was lost and walk down the road. Pretty soon, we came to a parking lot and I took a deep breath. There were people all over but no one saw me. I moved around a dark van, so far I haven’t been spotted.

At one point, someone looked up and I ran like hell, laughing the whole time. You know, I’ve never done this before but this was really fun! I was a streaker! It was great! I made it deeper into the woods and there was a camping van parked all by itself.

Chuck told me to stand in front of it and pose, which I did. There were people in the van and I think they were quite shocked to see me naked.

Apparently, two couples were having a picnic and Harry sat down and explained to them that they were professional photographers and they would be doing a nude photographic spread here in the woods, if the people do not mind.

The women gave him a funny look and the men immediately said to go ahead. Chuck asked if they would mind posing with me in the background and they agreed to do so. Before long, we were all friends and it was like I was not even naked… I was!

This was again, a new experience, because I was living naked among people wearing clothes, men and women. I was having a ball.Before long, bodrum bayan escort we bid them goodbye and across the river on a small bridge, not knowing what would lie before us. I remained naked.

It was all very exciting. By now, I was quite immune to feelings of nudity and I just walked down the dirt road, noting a couple of old ladies behind me in the distance. Nobody seemed to care so I kept walking. At this point, I was basically leading the way, Harry and Chuck were snapping pictures and we were all having a great time.

I found a park bench and we sat down for a bit. They were telling me how exciting it was to have found such a free and open exhibitionist and I told them that it was great to be one!

As we were talking, a couple of guys came up the trail and they stopped dead in their tracks. They honestly didn’t know what to do. They could tell the Chuck and Harry were taking pictures of the naked model but they didn’t know what to do.

I motioned for them to come over and sit with me on the bench. We talked for a bit and Chuck explained that we were in the midst of a photo shoot. I told them they could stay if they wanted. They wanted. I could tell they were interested when I got up and posed by the railing, the city behind me.

They asked if they could take pictures too, with their cell phone cameras. I told them I didn’t mind.

I figured, I might as well give them a show, so I hopped up on the railing and gave them a royal spread. I could hear the cameras clicking. The guys were very polite and even walked with us back down to our parking lot.

When we got down there, Chuck told them to stand with me so we could take pictures together. They were glad to do it. They watched me get into the car, stark naked and they left.

Chuck was driving and Harry was in the backseat. I sat naked in the front and watched Chuck as he drove. I may have appeared a little bit seductive because I can see his discomfort. I was enjoying this. Harry piped up in the backseat and told Chuck to ask me. Chuck said nothing.

I asked Chuck what it was, and I saw him squirm. Finally, he told me that he and Harry were wondering whether I’d be willing to pose with another naked model… Like a male model.

I told him that I would have to think about it, and of course, talk to you about it. What do you think?

So that was the story, and I’m sure we will be back with many more adventures as Clarissa becomes more of an exhibitionist and, to me, more and more exciting.

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Every women has a wild side. It is always about finding their wild side and unleashing it. Sometimes you just have to let them be the animal they want to be.

You live close to a park with a playground, you have always wanted to expose yourself at the park, but were afraid of getting caught. But one day after a few drinks you decide I am going to the park and I am taking my hubby along and if it happens it happens. You two begin walking to the park and he grabs his bag so you guys can hide your booze and a few other things. Along the way your hubby tells you to flash him your tits and you tell him no that you are afraid someone will see, but he continues to ask you to flash him and you finally do it.

Your tits are hanging out for anyone to see. You quickly put your shirt back down so your breasts are no longer exposed. You continue walking to the park and your hubby runs up behind you and pulls down your skirt and your pussy is showing as you weren’t wearing any underwear and you quickly pull them back up and you tell him to knock it off. Although all of this public showing of yourself is making you wet. You finally get to the park and it is dusk out. Very little lighting and it is secluded. You walk up to the jungle gym and are escort bodrum standing underneath it and your husband tells you to turn around and that he has a surprise for you.

He reaches into his bag and grabs to sets of handcuffs. You can’t see them as your are standing facing away from him and he takes your hand and places the cuff around it and quickly cuffs it to the bar. You tell him to stop it, and he says we are going to unleash the animal inside of you. He quickly grabs your other hand and cuffs it to the other bar. You are chained up and standing. He quickly grabs your skirt and yanks it off leaving you completely exposed.

He then takes your blouse and unbuttons it leaving your chest completely exposed. He tells you to smile and he quickly begins snapping picture after picture of you chained up and exposed in public. He then walks up behind you and says you can’t stop me and I will do as I please. He takes his fingers and slides them into your wet pussy. He begins to finger fuck you and say I bet you like this and you begin to moan.

Your moaning becomes louder and louder and you are getting wetter and wetter. He then slowly removes his fingers and stands in front of you and bodrum sınırsız escort tells you to suck his dick so he can fuck you. You lean over and begin to suck his cock you want to make him as hard as possible so you are sucking his dick as hard as you can. He becomes erect and hard as a brick. He then walks behind you and places his cock on the edge of your pussy and says I bet you would like me to fuck you now wouldn’t you. You say yes please fuck me. He acts like he is going to place his cock in your pussy but he is only teasing you.

You begin to beg him to fuck you and then he simply rams his cock into your pussy. He grabs your hips and pulls you back onto his cock and just thrusts like a mad man. He is pumping your pussy hard and fast. You can hear in the far distance a car. You tell him someone is coming and he replies I know I am about to cum, she says no someone is coming in a car, he can hear it as well. He tells you to get on your knees and leaves you handcuffed and he hides behind a nearby tree. The car drives by only a few hundred feet from you guys.

Luckily the car didn’t see you guys. He then quickly walks back up and says it is time bodrum otele gelen escort for us to get back to fucking he takes his cock and places it back in your pussy. You are so wet due to the chance of begin caught your moaning becomes louder after each thrust his cock is becoming harder and harder as he continue to thrust. Each one of you can tell the other is beginning to reach and orgasm. Your goal is to finish at the same time. He continues to thrust and your legs are beginning to give up so he uses his arms to keep your body up so he can continue stuffing your pussy with his cock. You can feel his cock about to shoot his load; you can feel your pussy beginning to tingle. You can feel yourself loosing control of your body as your entire body begins to orgasm.

He continues to ram his cock into your pussy making your organs even more intense. He quickly pumps his cock into your pussy and says I am cumin shooting his entire load into your pussy. He stands back and admires his work and can see his cum beginning to drip out of your pussy and he snaps a few photos and says it is about time to go. He uncuffs you and you quickly put your clothes back on and walk back to your apartment. When you get back to the apartment he asks if he can show you to the world and you say no. Then he tells you to come look at this website and you begin reviewing other couples post and come up with tons of amazing ways to become more public. He than says maybe we can post together some other time. Your mind begins to think about it and the idea of posting begins to grow. And you say to yourself not tonight but in time.

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This is such an amazing story that I really don’t expect you to believe it… I know I wouldn’t if I hadn’t been part of it.

It all started when an old High School friend happened to stop in my photo studio looking for someone to take a photo of his wife for the desk in his office. We were both surprised by the coincidence that brought him into my studio.

We had been good friends in High School, but had not seen each other in years.

It was late afternoon when John came in, so I closed up shop and we went to the Sports Bar across the street for a few beers while we caught up on each other.

John and I had been good friends in High School. I was sort of like his wing man since he dated a lot and I was pretty shy with the women.

I was in the chess club and the photography club and did not draw much attention from anyone.

After high school I went to a local junior college and majored in photography. I was lucky to get in with a bunch of guys with the same interests (centered around girls and how to get them naked and into bed) and we had some great adventures. I learned a lot about photography and about girls/women. It turns out that when a “legitimate” photographer asks a woman to model for him, they are far more receptive than I ever thought, and the right kind of flattery would often lead to nude “art” sessions. Those sessions often led to sessions where a camera was not involved…

I learned from the oldest member of our group, a confirmed bachelor and almost old enough to be a dirty old man how to use a woman’s ego about her looks to seduce her. Praise of her beauty by a professional photographer, who should know a thing or two about beauty, combined with gentle requests to pose for some “artistic” pictures, gets almost any woman moving in the direction of more erotic pictures, followed by erotic activity…

I had learned and perfected through trial and error a simple process.

1) provide wine to help with nerves about posing for photos

2) keep a lot of tasteful nude and semi nude “artsy” bodrum escort bayan photos on display for “atmosphere”

3) start with a routine photo session… dressed in nice clothing in formal poses to make the usual packages of 8x10s, wallet size, etc

4) praise the beauty of the subject and compliment her on how much “the camera likes her” and how well she moves

5) more wine and praise of her beauty… with the praise focusing more on her body

6) suggest additional photos in less formal costume

7) more wine and praise

8) make sure she sees tasteful artsy photos during breaks and talk about how they started as regular photo shoots

9) have some lace or partly transparent blouses available and suggest them for the informal shoot

10) mention your more erotic portfolios just in passing and imply that is probably not for her etc.

The most important ingredient is a slow and careful transition from sterile photos to mildly interesting ones to moderately risqué to erotic

So, when John told me that his wife Chris was a knockout, but shy, I became very interested.

When he told me that he had been working to get her to show off her body, I was surprised, but I asked if he wanted me to help with that, since I had some experience with partially dressed models.

John said that would be great, but told me not to expect much because Chris was so conservative and shy.

I told him no problem either way… but I had an idea which way it was going to go.

I came up with an ambitious plan that was far from a sure thing, but would be incredible if I could pull it off.

It involved my top male model and required careful preparation and planning. A lot of the story was written up by John using what I told him about my sessions with Chris. You can read that account in Literotica as Shy Wife Ch. 04 by Daydreaming101.

Most of what John wrote is accurate, up to the part where the UPS guy rings the bell in my studio and interrupts the ortakent escort photo session just as Chris was getting carried away. I will tell you the real ending to the story, but first, there was some important stuff I left out of the beginning of the story when I told it to John.

The first time Chris came into my studio, I had no plans to do the photo shoot… that session was planned entirely to set the stage for the real shoot.

When Chris came into my studio the first time, I made sure I had a lot of “safely erotic” photos on the walls and in portfolios on the tables in the lobby so she could see them. After she had waited for a few minutes I stuck my head into the lobby and told her I was finishing up an important shoot and I would be out as quickly as I could. I stepped into the lobby and handed her another portfolio.

“Sorry to keep you waiting. I am finishing up a session with my top models and it has run over a bit. This has some of my best work in it. I thought you might want to look it over as you wait.”

The portfolio was thick and filled with photos of Mark, my top model. He is quite a hunk and most of the photos showed him only partially dressed, showing off his muscular physique. Nothing even “R” rated, but sexy, like some of the Calvin Klein ads you have probably seen. There were two 8 1/2 x 11 envelopes stuck inside the back cover, as if by accident.

One showed Mark with a female model in a series of very sexy but tasteful poses. Both were completely naked, but they were positioned so that they were not “X” rated. In most of the pictures they were entangled together… not in an overtly sexual way, but touching bodies and holding each other close.

The other envelope had a series of X rated photos of Mark. Not pornographic, but full frontal nudity. His very large penis was visible in all stages of erection, from flaccid to extended to its full 10″ length.

I watched her secretly from inside the studio until she had leafed through Mark’s gümbet escort portfolio and found the envelopes. When she opened the first envelop, I saw her look up to make sure no one was watching before she looked over each photo very thoroughly. The she did the same thing with the second envelop. I could see that she was looking over naked photos of Mark very carefully, looking up periodically to make sure no one saw her looking at them. I saw her shift her position in the chair as though she was uncomfortable.

When I saw that she had several of Mark’s naked photos spread out on her lap, I burst into the lobby, apologizing for the delay.

I came in through a different door than I had come through the first time. This one was right next to the chair she was sitting in, so I was standing over her before she was able to move the photos. She was clearly flushed and stammered “I…I…I’m sorry, I didn’t…”

I said quickly “Oh, I am so sorry, those 2 envelopes do not belong in that portfolio. They are part of my collection of the art of the human body. I hope I did not offend you … please accept my apology.” I grabbed the photos, intentionally spilling all of the photos of Mark on the floor so we would have to pick them up together.

Chris stammered “oh…no… I’m sorry I didn’t mean to …” and her voice trailed off. Then, trying to compose herself said. “They are very … artistic…” her face still flushed.

I apologized again and told her that we were going to have to reschedule her shoot because I was running way over on this session.

Then, right on cue, Mark stepped through the door into the lobby wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Sorry, but can we get started again?” he asked me as he faced both of us. I saw Chris look him over. First his muscled upper body, then the bulge under the towel. She actually stared at the bulge until I had to touch her shoulder to get her attention.

“Chris, I am sorry for all this. Can we reschedule your appointment for tomorrow?”

Chris stammered “uh…Tomorrow?… OK…um what time?…what should I wear?… oh…uh nice to meet you both.” as she handed me the rest of the photos of Mark and started toward the door.

I told her same time as today and to bring several different outfits including some casual stuff. She smiled nervously as she went out the door.

End of Part 1.

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He stepped out of the front door of his hotel and ran across the street and through the gate leading to the park entry. It was a cool morning, but there was a promise of sunshine later, and the crisp morning air was invigorating. He ran down alongside the cool shadows of the trees and along the grassy landscape following the running path as it wound down into the park even further.

He picked up his rhythm and ran for several kilometers eventually slowing to stop for a drink of water. It was then that he noticed her coming from the opposite direction. She was running quickly — but slowed as she saw him on the path — her eyes meeting his briefly, and smiling as she passed by. She was small — looked fit and healthy — and obviously enjoyed the mornings in the Park. He turned then, and ran back the way he had come, following her — noticing her long legs, and enjoying the roll of her hips, the movement of her ass as she ran snaking her way up the path, into an area of densely wooded shrubbery and trees.

When she stopped, she turned to watch him run toward her — and she smiled as she did so. He stopped just as he reached her, and reached out and brought her closer to him. Her head slightly to one side, she reached up and kissed him lightly on the mouth, relishing the taste of him — the sweat and warmth from the run — mingling with the wetness of bodrum escort bayan her kiss. He leaned further down to her, and put one hand behind her head, and kissed her deeply. She immediately responded to him, returning the kiss passionately, with her hands around his neck and her fingers reaching up and into his hair. He pulled her closer so their bodies were touching, and while they were both slightly breathless — they kissed again, deeply.

His hands ran down her back and across her hips, while hers ran across his back and chest — liking the feel of him, and the smell of him. He was firm and tight, and she liked the way he was put together — nice mouth, generous smile, cool eyes with a hint of laughter in them. Long lean legs, beautiful thighs, narrow hips, nice ass, and slightly muscular across the chest and shoulders, just as he should be! His T shirt was wet, and his shorts were clinging to him. Hers were much the same, with her T shirt clinging to her, outlining her breasts and stomach, and the shorts were damp from perspiration.

The sun came out from behind the clouds, and was surprisingly warm for the early time of day, and he picked her up in his arms, and carried her further into the secluded area, where he placed her on the grass. He reached down and slipped her T shirt over her head — kissing bitez escort her neck and shoulders when it was gone, with his mouth brushing the tops of her breasts. She reached behind her, and unhooked her bra and brought his head down so he could kiss her breasts properly. He kneeled across her then, and licked and kissed her stomach as he moved further towards her shorts — with his hand reaching under the waistband and feeling the soft flat stomach. He pulled her shorts down and off completely — and settled to seriously kissing her along her thighs and the inside of her legs before sliding her panties off, and moving to her soft mound. His tongue tasted her, and then probed deeply into her wetness — using his fingers to further excite her. She writhed with pleasure and moaned softly at his delightful loving of her. Her hands wanted to feel him, and touch him everywhere — but he was making sure that he took his pleasure of her firstly. His tongue and fingers brought her quickly to a climax — and she luxuriated in the sensation — he was a skilful lover, and she knew she would climax again when he was deeply inside her.

She sat up just a little, and reached up to him, sliding his shorts down and off his legs, feeling the length of him, and the hardness of him — and pulling the shirt over gümüşlük escort his head. His chest and shoulders were very sexy — and she ran her hands over them — before her hands found him. She pushed him down on the grass, and took him into her mouth, with her tongue tasting every part of him, and with her teeth nibbling gently along the full length of him and then licking him more as she reached his ass. He took back his control of her, entered her, and she took him deeply — moving together and loving each sensation it brought, his hands on her breasts, and her hands around him, feeling him move in and out, and opening her legs even further for him. He pulled her closer so he was able to get more deeply into her, and she had her fingers under his balls and along his ass — he felt so much pleasure he was sure he would not be able to hold on for much longer. She held him tight and her muscles grasped him — and she moved her legs around his waist so he had full access to her, and she was holding nothing back from him.

Within minutes, they both climaxed — and the shuddering waves of pleasure washed over them both as they again kissed passionately.

They both lay back completely naked on the grass — fully exhausted, but having enjoyed each other so very totally and without any inhibitions — knowing they would want each other again soon, but for the moment satisfied and delighted with each other.

They gathered their clothes and got dressed after a few minutes — running back along the path as it led back to the entry gate, and up onto Fifth Avenue, where they then ran across the pavement and through the front door of the Hotel, where they took the elevator to their room…

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I had always enjoyed having sex outside and was always looking for new places to do it. Today I was wearing a short flowing summer skirt and a sheer top with an opaque stripe around my breasts which successfully concealed my nipples if I didn’t raise my arms.

I lifted an arm to wave him onwards. I found a new place and wanted to give it a try. As I ran along I felt the material of my top rub again my hardened nipples and felt a rush of excitement go through me. My light skirt bounced as I hurried along flashing just the very bottom of my smooth ass to anybody who happened to be looking. There was only one person I wanted to see and a quick glance over my shoulder told me he’d noticed, his teeth sunk into his lip showed his approval.

I almost skipped down the steps, aware that anyone coming up would have a clear view up my skirt and, as I was not wearing underwear, of my damp pussy. Just the thought that someone might have noticed got me even more excited, even the light breeze on my clit was stimulating. He followed me down the steps, under the bridge and by the river. This was by far my most risky selection to date.

Alongside the river was a path popular with tourists and locals alike as it ran through the centre of the town. As it was the afternoon there was a constant flow of people, dome walking in big groups and some alone, some even stopping on the long wide steps to eat their lunch by the water. This was my destination.

I motioned for him to sit down and then sat beside him. He bent over and kissed me lightly on the ear. “Here?!” he whispered, excitement and anxiety clear in his voice. I nod and kiss him hard, his doubt visibly melts away as his kiss becomes firmer. I stand and straddle his legs so that I am sitting in his lap facing him. Even as I kiss him deeply, I can feel the bulge in his trousers pushing the fabric against my eager cunt. I resist the urge to rub against it but his hand comes up and cups my breast. He runs a finger lightly over my erect nipples sending shivers down my body again.

He bends his head towards the breast furthest from the people next to us, lifts the material of my top so that it is only the sheer part which covers my nipple and sucks both the nipple and the fabric into his mouth. I am so excited that I become impatient so I reach down, under my skirt to unfasten his trousers. With my very short skirt keeping him covered, I release his swollen cock from it’s confines and allow it to rub against my pussy and clit. A combination of my juices and his precum coat his hard member, making me long to feel it inside me. bodrum escort I have a quick glance around to ensure that the people around haven’t realised what we are about to do then, convinced that they haven’t, I raise my ass just high enough to line his eager dick up with my dripping cunt and press the tip right against my juicy opening. Feeling him so close while the wind blows on my ass, a group of teenagers walk past and a couple, just 2 steps away, bite into their sandwiches has me on the brink. I look into his eyes and slowly lower myself onto him, feeling every inch of him penetrate me until his balls hit my ass, my clit hits his hair and I know we’re all the way there. We’re really doing it, we’re having sex right in the middle of the town in broad daylight surrounded by people who have no idea. I could cum just thinking about it.

I don’t. I rest my head on his shoulder as though we are just hugging and look around us. The couple on the steps smile at me and I smile back, squeezing my muscles around his thick cock as I do so. He pulls out a little bit so as not to be noticed and then thrusts himself right back into me. I take this as my cue and slowly begin rocking my hips back and forth, feeling his slick erection slide in and out of me. A gust of wind blows my skirt and, had I not managed to keep it down, would have revealed our union to all of the people around. The idea of being seen and the feel of his bulging dick thrusting back into me is the final straw. A warmth spreads through me from my clit to my extremities. My legs begin to shake and, we’re I not sitting down, I would have collapsed. My cunt clenches and spasms around his cock as I cum in waves. He must have been close too as my orgasm triggers his and I feel his hard cock twitch inside me and spurt load after load of his hot cum into me, extending my already amazing orgasm even further.

Exhausted but not spent, I collapse against him. I feel him begin to shrink inside me but I am not ready for this experience to end so I squeeze the muscles in my cunt, just how he likes, and feel him begin to stiffen again inside me. I kiss him deeply once more as the church bells ring, signalling to most people that their lunch breaks are about to end. The couple behind us stand up to leave and I could almost swear the man winks at me as he passes.

As the crowds diminish, I give one last sqeeze and prepare to have some more vigorous fun. I look around and see nobody near by so, for the first time, I slide him cum coated cock all the way out and then sit back down so it jams turgut reis escort all the way back in. I begin to ride his hard, dripping cock, enjoying feeling it rub on my clit as it slides in and out.

I am really getting into my flow as he pulls me tight to him. At first I assume he his about to cum again and wants me to stop but, as I look around, I spot a police man walking towards us, eyes trained on us as though he means to speak to us.

Frantically, I stand up, shielding hus cock and sit back down facing the other way, hoping to look more innocent. In my hurry I didn’t really think about my actions and when I sat down again I felt his cum covered cock slip into my ass. This wasn’t what I had intended when I wanted to look more innocent. From the gasp of pleasure behind me and my own happy yelp, I could tell it was going to be hard to act normal now.

When the policeman got to us he had a twinkle in his eye and I started to think maybe he wasn’t on to us after all, just a friendly cop coming over for a chat. “What are you two doing here?” he asked in a light tone. We told him that we were just enjoying the view and tried not to laugh at the word enjoying while there was a cock buried in my ass. “It certainly looks like you’re enjoying something!” he said with a cheeky grin. My heart sank. Here I was with a cock in my ass talking to a policeman. I was definitely getting arrested so I decided to push it a little when he said “I’d enjoy having sex down here too.”

I looked up at him and, making my eyes as big as possible, said “I’m not having sex, look!” and I lifted my skirt to show him my naked cunt. “No cock in there, see.” I giggled. He stared, utterly shocked but I didn’t lower my skirt and I was thrilled I didn’t when he said “Let me just have a closer inspection…” He bent over and put his face right next to my cunt. Being exposed like this while my boyfriend’s member was still throbbing in my tight ass was really getting me hot. My cunt juices started flowing.

The policeman then took me totally by surprise. Rather than starting to talk about charges and public indecency he stuck out his tongue and licked up some of the cum and juices that were seeping out of my pussy. Right there by the river he licked my pussy and he did it again. Getting on his knees he started to slurp at the juices coming from my cunt. I thought of complaining but it felt so good and in no time at all he had licked me from clit to filled ass and even taken the time to stroke my boyfriend’s balls. Taking türkbükü escort this as a sign my boyfriend began thrusting his throbbing cock into my ass just as the policeman began to focus his licking on my sensitive clit. He sucked it into his mouth as he pushed two thick fingers into my eager cunt.

I was in bliss, in the centre of town by the river, which was thankfully deserted at this time, with my boyfriend’s thick member fucking my tight ass hole and a cop finger fucking my cunt and suckling on my clit. This had turned out even better than I expected. Just as I was about to cum the policeman stopped his ministrations and I assumed he had come to his senses. Then his hands went to his belt buckle. The opened his trousers and pulled out his erect cock. Of course, I had never thought that he might be getting aroused too!

He knelt back down in front of me, gave me one last thrust with his fingers and while I stopped bouncing on my boyfriend’s cock for a moment, lined his engorged cock up with my dripping hole and slid it into me straight up to the hilt. Behind me my boyfriend groaned in delight, he must have been able to feel the other cock inside my body.

After a moment, the cop began to thrust himself into me and I allowed that movement to make me rock on my boyfriend’s cock too. The cop, clearly keen, picked up the pace and was soon driving into me, his uniform rubbing nicely on on my clit. I felt that warm flooding feeling start to spread across my body and glance around to make sure we were still alone so I wouldn’t have to restrain myself. As my orgasm build I felt my boyfriend’s cock tighten in my ass and squirt his second load of cum deep into me. The cop must have felt it because moments later he tensed up and with and almighty grunt, sprayed his load inside of my already dripping cunt.

That was it. Feeling two men cum inside me in public was exquisite and triggered yet another orgasm for me. The tingling feeling spread from my clit again but this time it felt like it was spreading deeper inside me. The cop began pulling his spent member from my cunt as my very first squirt in orgasm ripped through my body and flooded out of my cunt. The policeman and my boyfriend both put their hands to my gushing cunt trying to stem the flow in public or trying to feel the power of my orgasm. I don’t know and I really didn’t care which. I was in exctasy. I lay there panting for a moment as the cop tuck himself away and my boyfriend hastily covered me with my skirt.

I stood up and allowed my boyfriends cock, and some of his cum, to fall from my ass. The policeman walked away, warning that he’d didn’t want to find us up to that again (while the twinkle in his eye suggested otherwise).

My boyfriend tucked his cock away and knelt down to suck some of the cum from my cunt and ass hole before taking my hand and leading my back to the car.

I suspect that this won’t be our last adventure.

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At the sight of Tessa waiting for me at the mall’s gate the arousal that’d been tormenting me all week became even harder to control. Her tight-fitting white minidress was so transparent I could see her braless nipples jutting through. The way it hugged her luscious buttocks made her look completely naked underneath. Her matching white lace-up stiletto sandals and delightfully varnished toenails did everything to magnify the devastating effect she was having on me. My cock felt increasingly constricted inside the tight confines of my jeans as I greeted her:

“Hey Tessa! Good to see you!”

She hugged me and purred:

“Oh Philip! Thanks for coming!”

Her thigh started rubbing against my hardening member as she asked me:

“And for not cumming uh Philip? Have you kept your promise?”

I’d been desperate for relief the whole week but had kept my promise to save it all for her. I replied:

“Oh yes Tessa! I followed all your instructions!”

The sensual rubbing of her naked thigh against the tip of my now throbbing erection was driving my arousal to the next level. As she increased the pressure I couldn’t help my precum from seeping through the thin fabric of my jeans. She purred:

“Oh thanks Philip! So I take it you’re going commando underneath hmm?”

She snuggled her right hand between us and her fingers started playing with my desperate glans causing even more precum to seep through. She soon had me on the very edge of climax but stopped her hug and stepped back at the crucial moment, giggling as she observed the effect she was having on me:

“My! This is really getting you wet Philip! Be careful not to have a little accident uh? Come on! Let’s have a drink over there in that cocktail lounge and chill for a while!”

As she had instructed, the jeans she’d told me to wear were freshly washed and dried. This made them fit even tighter, rubbing over my helpless erection as I followed her into the cocktail lounge. The wetness she’d just caused was making my situation even more embarrassing and I could only hope it would dry before anyone would notice. But the way she rubbed her hips against my throbbing arousal as we ordered drinks from the bar was only making my condition more desperate. We went to sit on a secluded banquette at the back and she sighed:

“Oh my poor feet are so tired! I’d really need a foot massage!”

I foolishly replied:

“Hey! I’m rather good at them Tessa! Would you like one now?”

She purred:

“Oh yes Philip! I would love one!”

She put her feet on my lap, resting the spike of her left heel less than an inch from the bulging head of my thinly covered erection. My cock grew even harder, throbbing as it longed to make contact with her heel. She giggled:

“Wow! This is really making you hot Philip! Have you got a little foot fetish?”

There was no point denying it:

“Well yes Tessa! I have to confess! And your feet look just so gorgeously sexy in those white sandals!”

She purred:

“Hmm! I knew it Philip! I can see you looking at my feet all the time! Just don’t let it get you too lara escort wet around here uh? That thin fabric really lets everything show through!”

As she said that, she started expertly grazing the spike of her left heel over the underside of my erect glans in a way that had me feel about to helplessly unload the whole week worth of cum that had been accumulating in my balls. Her movement caused the hem of her minidress to ride even higher up her thighs, making me gasp at the sight of her naked pussy. I had to focus all my energy to keep control, almost creaming my jeans as she increased the pressure and asked me:

“Would you like me to make you cum like that Philip?”

I managed to reply:

“You know I’m desperate for relief Tessa! But please not like that! I haven’t got any spare trousers you know?”

She chuckled:

“Oh I know that Philip! White jeans! No underwear! One week worth of pent-up cum! In broad daylight at the mall! That would be so embarrassing! But I can’t take your thingy out and relieve you here in public, can I?”

She removed her heel from its explosive position and continued:

“But for now on to the job Philip! First you’ll need to unlace and take off my sandals!”

As I tried to focus on the delicate task, she told me:

“Reminds me how I got this job the other day! I was wearing these same lace-up sandals along with sheer silk stockings and suspenders to look more the part for the interview. In the waiting room I was alone with a guy who had his interview before mine. I immediately noticed how the thinness of his skinny smart suit trousers was letting the colour of his dark briefs show through! I let him chat me up about how amazing I looked. From the way his bulge was growing as he stared at my feet I was sure he must have had a little foot fetish!”

I’d just finished taking off her left shoe, and she rested her naked sole on my thigh as I started unlacing her right sandal. She continued:

“I told him he looked good too, except the obviousness of his briefs under his trousers wasn’t very fashionable and he’d better take them off! He stammered he had nowhere to put them so I told him I could keep them for him. The fool went to the toilets and came back, handing me his briefs which I swiftly whisked into my bag. As I watched him through my sunglasses I could clearly see his boner showing down the top of his left thigh!”

The gentle rubbing of her sole against my thigh was causing the material of my jeans to rub against my desperate erection. She had me leaking from arousal as she went on:

“When I saw his precum seeping through the fabric from the tip of his boner, I knew he was totally exposed! It was less than 15 minutes until his appointment so I had to plan my time carefully! I complained about my feet and asked him if he would mind giving me a quick foot massage. He eagerly accepted! His little foot fetish was having the better of him! So I had him sit down to my left on the sofa and we soon were in exactly the same position as we are now Philip!”

She moved her naked sole to rest on my helplessly swelling member and continued:

“While taking off my sandals, he kept stealing glances up my short dress, probably wondering if I was as naked as I looked above my suspenders! So serik escort I shifted my legs just enough to offer him a brief glimpse of my glistening pussy and started slowly rubbing his seemingly desperate boner through his trousers with my left sole!”

She was doing the same to me as she said that, once again driving me dangerously close to the edge. I managed to finish slipping off her right sandal and tried to concentrate on massaging her foot as she went on:

“So he was pretending to massage my right foot as my silk-stockinged left sole slowly swung up and down the length of his boner, as if innocently to the rhythm of the ambient music! I could feel his boner pulsate against my sole as I did this to him so I increased the pressure to start driving him into edging mode. I knew I was getting him close to the brink but he was so entranced by my little game he wasn’t even trying to stop me!”

Her sole started focusing on my nearly bursting glans as she said that, ready to have me explode at the slightest increase of her expert stimulation. I could do nothing to prevent my precum from visibly seeping through the thin material as she continued:

“When I saw how the wetness of his oozing precum had grown to the point of nearly covering his helplessly erect cock-head, I knew he was ready for the next step of my little foot tease! I let my toes slowly rub over his growing wetness until I could feel it seep through the silk of my stockings. I could tell from the throbbing of his cock that he was ready to explode! So I removed my foot from his desperate bulge and asked him to massage it.”

She raised her left foot from its explosive position for me to massage it and rested her right foot on my inner thigh, less than an inch from my helplessly erect glans. She went on:

“As he tried to attend to the task, I rested my other foot on his thigh, my toes nearly touching the tip of his desperate boner! I started tracing little circles there with the pointed tip of my big toenail, making sure it would cause the confining fabric of his trousers to be slowly rubbing over his desperate cock-head!”

She had me in exactly the same precarious situation. My erection felt like it would rip through the thin fabric of my jeans as her toes expertly worked the fabric around my nearly exploding glans. She continued:

“I felt his hands start trembling as my toenails started stroking the underside of his pulsating cock-head through the thin and revealing material!”

My hands were trembling as well as her expert toenails proceeded to work their magic onto my own desperate member. I could feel the build-up of an orgasm as she went on:

“The wetness of his precum started oozing through his thin trousers onto my delicate silk-clad toes as I did this to him. Just like yours now on my naked toes Philip! Be careful uh?”

Her strokes only got more insistent as she continued:

“The rubbing of the silk against the fabric of his trousers was creating short bursts of static electricity that felt like a slight tingle on my toes. I could only imagine the effect this must have had on his nearly erupting member, all amplified by the wetness of the thin fabric! I edged him like that for a while, releasing the pressure every time I felt he was getting too close!”

The antalya escort expert action of her toenails over the underside of my helpless glans had me feel on the constant brink of climax. She continued:

“About a minute before his interview, my strokes turned even more deliberate, stimulating the spot on the underside of his cock-head that I knew would push him past the edge!”

I knew exactly how the guy must have felt as her toes expertly worked my glans and had me race towards climax. I couldn’t help start panting as I tried to resist the urge to erupt. She giggled:

“Yes! That’s it Philip! He started panting just like you as I did this to him! I could see his hard-on throb ever more wildly inside its tight and revealing confines! So I adjusted the pressure to maximise the effect, right until I knew he was ready to explode!”

I felt I was reaching the point of no return and started worrying about my lack of protection. We were in the middle of the mall and I had no way to hide my condition if she made me cream my jeans. I stopped massaging her foot and grabbed her ankle to try and contain her cum-inducing strokes. She continued:

“When he stopped the massage and tried to grab my foot to stop the stimulation, I knew I had him exactly where I wanted! He’d finally realised how embarrassing it would be for him if I made him cum and I had him right on the brink of doing just that! So I asked him to resume the massage! While his trembling hands tried to proceed with the task, my right foot resumed purposely masturbating him through his revealing trousers! When I felt his desperate boner twitch frantically under the pressure of my toes I knew he’d just lost control! He’d started to ejaculate straight into his smart trousers unable to resist the effect of my little foot job!”

I kept holding her ankle, feeling like the slightest movement of her toes would make me explode. I watched in awe as she started fingering herself under her minidress. She kept observing my throbbing dilemma as she went on:

“I removed my foot at that crucial moment Philip! Leaving him fighting to stop his ongoing climax! But it was too late to hide the damage I’d already caused and too little to offer him any lasting relief! His gooey cum had soaked through his thin trousers down from the tip of his desperate boner but he looked even more aroused than before his little accident! I had to rub my thighs together as I watched the effect of my little foot tease and had a delightful climax at the sight of his predicament!”

She briefly closed her eyes and breathed a deep sigh of pleasure, seemingly enjoying a delicious orgasm as her toes kept holding me on the brink. She continued:

“I feigned to be shocked, going like ‘Oh, you dirty pervert, did you just cum on my toes? You’ve ruined my stockings now!’ All he could do was blush and rush to the toilets! I’d just finished putting my sandals back on when the assistant came to fetch him. I told her he’d had a little accident and he’d miss his interview! I took the interview in his place and I got the job! I still wonder how he managed to walk out after that! Especially as his briefs were still in my bag! I always keep them as a trophy you know? Like with that guy on the dance-floor last week hmm Philip?”

She finally removed her toes from my desperately straining arousal and giggled as she looked at my crotch:

“My! Your jeans are all soaked with precum now Philip! Don’t forget you’re going all commando underneath hmm? You’ll soon be looking like that poor guy if you’re not careful! Now please put my sandals back on and let’s get on with the shopping!”

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Rich and Stephanie were finally going to get away for a weekend. After much debate, comparing prices, driving time and all the other things involved in taking a small vacation, they both agreed on a few nights in Boston; dinner, walking around and just enjoying the nightlife. Rich was insistent that they visit the Prudential Center Observation Deck and watch some of the Red Sox game against Toronto over in Fenway Park. He and his dad had once watched a game about 30 years ago and it was one of the coolest things he’d ever done as a tourist. Steph agreed and booked a room in one of the better (though not top of the line-“PAY WHAT?!?”) hotels near Prudential Center. Arrangements for the kids were made and a few days later, off they went.

Friday afternoon they checked into their room. It was nice enough and on the 14th floor. They checked out their view and were a little disappointed in that there was a luxury apartment building across the way somewhat obstructing the panorama. They decided not to bother asking for another room and just wanted to get on the road.

First was dinner at the Top of the Hub, the highest restaurant in Boston, on top of the Prudential Center, or the PRU as it is affectionately known. Dinner was magnificent, and pricey. Well, this trip was a reward for a long year of skimping to save money. Considering all they had saved, they both decided a little over the top for one weekend, had been earned. From the restaurant to the Observation Deck was a short trip down the elevator and they made their way over to the side facing Fenway Park. The area was busy, but not bad and there was plenty of room for the two of them by the window. Out came the two pairs of binoculars that Rich had insisted they bring. Of course good old Steph got to carry them since SHE had a bag and Rich certainly didn’t.

They watched five innings but after that, even with drifting around looking at other parts of the city, the time was passing slowly. It was neat, but five full innings was pushing it in the ‘fun’ department, or so Steph made VERY clear several times. Rich was actually not enjoying it as much as he expected and had even admitted it in the 4th inning, but he insisted they HAD to wait at least until the 7th inning stretch. Steph, being the real sport she was, agreed but said he owed her, big time.

They left and decided the wandering around would be for tomorrow night. They just wanted to get back to the room and relax.

When they got back, Rich opened the bottle of champagne he had brought and both just chilled a bit. Rich got up and sat by the window. “So many lit apartments over there with the curtains open. Hmmmmm, I wonder…” he muttered to himself. He got up and retrieved a pair antalya rus escort of binoculars, turned off their own light and sat looking at, and peering into the apartments across the way.

“What are you doing?” asked Steph as he drew the curtains just a bit. “What does it look like?” He responded.

“So THAT’S the real reason you wanted the damn binoculars! You wanted to be a peeper.” She declared.

“Hell, how was I to know what we’d be facing. Don’t be silly. I’m just glad if this is our view, we DID bring them.”

“You disgust me. You’re a horrible person,” she retorted in what sounded like an angry tone. But after a short pause she added, “If you see anything good, let me know.”

He agreed and began to scan the windows of the apartment building. People were having late dinners, folding clothes, watching TV and it was all kind of dull. Rich, however was determined to give it a little more time. Steph had put the TV on in the room and it was fine with Rich. 20 floors of hotel rooms would make it difficult to actually spot someone peeping, especially with the drapes partly closed. He kept looking. “Oh, I think I have something,” he chirped. Steph asked what he saw and he described the woman who was disrobing but just before she got her panties off, she walked over and turned off the light. That was that.

Ten minutes became twenty which became an hour. “This is as good as TV. Lots of channels to choose from and even with no sound, it’s kind of cool. Sadly, no porn channel.” He was getting tired and since it was now almost midnight and Steph was drifting off to sleep, he was about to call it quits when he suddenly noticed a rather voluptuous woman, probably in her 50s slowly removing her clothing. Ok, now quitting was not an option. She fully disrobed and he could see her enter her bathroom and turn on the shower. “What a fantastic angle I’m at here,” he murmured to himself. “Hey Steph, you still want to look? I got something.”

She was a bit groggy but said, “Yeah, why not.” She got up, got the other pair of binoculars and had him direct her line of sight. It took a bit of time but she found the apartment just as the woman exited the shower. “Wow, she’s stacked,” said Steph, a bit impressed.

As the woman left the bathroom, a man possibly also in his 50s, entered the bedroom. He was a little shorter than her and pudgy. They were intrigued. The woman began to undress the man. “This view is amazing,” Said Steph. “We can see all of them, head to foot and most of the room.” “Yes, I know. Shut up will ya?” Replied Rich, as if he was trying to listen to people a couple of hundred yards away. Steph just sighed and then belek escort laughed a bit to herself. The woman had continued to undress the man and got to his pants. She unzipped them and lowered them to the floor. She stood, hooked her fingers in the waistband of his boxers and as she lowered them, both Steph and Rich let out a gasp. “HOLY SHIT!” Exclaimed Rich. “Look at the size of that thing.”

“It can’t be real,” said Steph, “I mean, look at the guy, he’s a…I mean he’s…” She didn’t have the words. She just looked back. The guy had to be almost 10 inches. They both watched as the woman began to stroke him very slowly with one hand and stroking his chest, arms, balls and thighs with the other. He grew. She continued the stroking and he continued to grow. “Dammit, that can’t be Ron Jeremy.”

“No, that’s not The Hedgehog, this guy has less hair on his body. Plus, I KNOW what Ron Jeremy looks like and that ain’t him.” Said Steph with sureness in her voice.

“I think we can see what she sees in him,” said Rich, “and he might have a sense of humor. Women like that, right?” He glanced at Steph who just sighed. Then he turned back to the show across the way.

The woman stroked, the man now at his peak potential had to be about 13-14 inches. They were both flabbergasted. The man still just stood there, no emotion on his face. “Who needs emotion when you have THAT in your pants?” Said Rich, feeling inadequate. Steph sensed this and purred, “You’ve never let me down babe, now shut up yourself.” Then she sighed again, which Rich picked right up on. However there was too much going on over yonder to distract him much.

The woman got up after a little while and sat on the bed, only about ½ of the bed was visible. This caused concern for the two spies. Not to worry, she sat on the end and coaxed her companion over. He walked towards her and then turned around. She got up with something in her hand and approached him. She put a hood over his head. Then she bent him forward, which caused Steph to blurt out, “If he falls forward, that thing will keep him from hitting the ground!” Followed by Rich declaring, “…a hell of a kickstand.” They high fived and chuckled.

The woman now went back to the bed and brought over something that they couldn’t quite make out at first, but what appeared to be handcuffs. “It’s a BUST!” and Steph burst out laughing as Rich added, “NO! THAT’S A BUST!” pointing and snickering.

The woman cuffed the man behind his back and then turned him to face the bed again, moved him forward and bent him onto the bed. His face and shoulders only rested on the quilt. His buttocks was up facing the woman. She went to the dresser kepez escort and opened a drawer from which she pulled a ping pong paddle. Steph and Rich knew what was coming next. They could mentally hear the WHAAP when the paddle came crashing down on the guy’s ass. Twice more she did this, then kissed his ass. Then five more times and kissed his ass again. Three more cycles made the deed complete.

Rich and Steph weren’t laughing. This was becoming intense. The woman took a dildo out of the drawer next and lubed it up, then, as they anticipated, she slid it into her apparently willing victim. She slid it into and out of his rectum and spanked him a few more times. The guy was slowly beginning to move with the dildo, welcoming it in, helping to expel it. More spankings. “Damn is his ass getting red,” said Rich. “Isn’t she supposed to be in some kind of leather or latex or something? I didn’t think a dominatrix was supposed to be naked.”

“Maybe you’ve seen too many movies,” suggested Stephanie.

Then the woman stood the man up. He still had the dildo protruding from his ass but he was standing up straight now. The woman turned him and backed him up a bit from the bed then she got on all fours on the bed before him and he moved forward. His hands were still cuffed behind him so Rich and Steph were very impressed when he was able to slide his enormous cock into her. He actually got most of it in, too. He screwed her slowly for about five minutes then abruptly pulled out and stepped back. The woman jumped up, turned and fell onto the floor in front of him, grabbing him.

“Guess she’s going to finish him,” Said Rich. “Makes sense,” added Steph. But the woman seemed to be squeezing the man’s rod without pumping him. “She cut the poor bastard off!” Rich declared in disgust and disbelief.

Then she got back on the bed and again the man entered her, still cuffed. Again he screwed her for about 5 minutes and again she stopped him. This time however, she uncuffed him from behind and cuffed him to an unseen thing in the room near the bed. He stood there, just in view and she grabbed his megaschlong again and began to pump for all she was worth letting him cum onto her breasts. He still had the damn mask on. Then she stood, took his free hand and put it between her legs and he played with her until she apparently came, shuddering with delight.

They stood together for several seconds, the man essentially holding the woman up. Then, when it seemed like she had recovered, she took his mask off. Steph and Rich were shocked at what happened next; the woman grabbed the back of the man’s head and slammed his face into his own semen still on her tits. Then, it was over. They hugged, kissed and went to bed. They didn’t even clean up.

“That was bizarre,” said Rich. “I’m glad as hell we watched though, it was bizarre, VERY COOL to watch, but bizarre.”

“Me too,” replied Steph. “Want to try that stuff?”

“Absolutely NOT.”

“Want to fuck?”

“ABSOLUTELY YES!”

It was a good start to the weekend.

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I don’t normally look up skirts, but from my seat on the bus it was impossible not to notice that she wasn’t wearing any panties. I looked up to see if she had caught me peaking, she smiled when we made eye contact. Embarrassed that I had been caught I immediately glanced down at my hands. Much to my surprise I could see in my peripheral vision that instead of closing her knees she opened them slightly wider.

I thought she must be bored or maybe even a little crazy because there was no reason for a twenty something to even look my way. Instead of feeling aroused I was perplexed. Being forty years older than her I shifted to full grandpa mode. But instead of verbally chastising her or throwing her a disgusting look I had smiled and quickly looked away.

On the way to the next bus stop I stared out the window fearing that she would make a scene. In the current social-environment she could have confronted me verbally and accused me of being a pervert. I was hoping that she would get off the bus at the next stop, but she didn’t. I thought about getting off the bus, but it was across town from my stop and I would’ve had to wait twenty minutes for the next bus.

As the bus pulled away from the curb I felt the presence of a person sitting down next to me. To maintain my personal space, I didn’t look to see who it was, I just continued to stare out the window. As the bus traveled along its route to the next stop I thought, “Is it her? Did she just sit down next to me?”

How muratpaşa escort many times in my life had I fantasized about such an event happening to me. During my teen years maybe a million times. She was pretty, she seemed to be willing and more importantly she made the first three moves. She chose to wear a black pencil skirt that was short enough to make every mom on the bus wince: chose not to wear underwear: and spread her legs instead of closing them.

O.K., now I was beginning to feel like a pervert. Was she into older guys? Was she just being a flirt or a tease? The more I thought about her the more erotic my thoughts became.

The only shaved pussies I’d ever seen were in a strip club almost thirty years ago. However, I didn’t jump to the conclusion that she was a stripper. I knew from reality talk shows that women her age were quick to comment on how smooth and clean they felt after a spa treatment and bikini wax.

I conjured up a vision of her unbuttoning the old-fashioned white blouse she was wearing. Even though I was still staring out the window of the bus I clearly remembered what she was and was not wearing. The clean white blouse was long sleeved with one button barrel cuffs. It was buttoned to the top of its strait-pointed collar. Old fashioned because I remembered thinking it odd that a young woman would be wearing a blouse with a starched collar and cuffs.

But I digress. I couldn’t keep antalya anal yapan escort my mind off the stripper image. I envisioned her up on a stage slowly unbuttoning that old fashion blouse to sexy music. The bus stopped just as bus girl, now topless, was starting to unzip the side zipper on her black, very tight pencil skirt.

Without looking back at bus girl, I kept one eye on the front exit door as people got off the bus. Again, she still wasn’t one of them. I could smell perfume and sensed that she was sitting next to me. I returned my gaze to the cityscape out my window.

My mind’s eye was back on the stage as rain began to splatter against the window. After she unzipped it, bus girl still had to give the skirt a little push to get it to slide down off her hips. I marveled at her beauty as the naked contours of her skin from her neck to her ankles burned into my vivid imagination. The sensory memory in my hands from years of exploring the love of my life’s contours assisted my subconscious in touching my vision on the bus.

The bus rumbled through the streets, stopping for lights and traffic as I slipped back into my daydream. Bus girl stood quietly smiling on stage while I gently caressed each of her breasts before my hands moved downward. My eyes darted from nipple, to ankle, to clit, while my hands lingered behind as if they were enjoying a completely different experience.

I thought, antalya merkez escort isn’t it amazing that my hands could superimpose the feel of my wife’s beautiful body while I fantasized about bus girl. Even though my wife wasn’t shaved my fingers didn’t miss a stroke. They knew the full length of her neck and roundness of her butt. The firm smooth feel of her breasts and the perkiness of her nipples. They lingered over the full curves of her hips and they knew exactly what would cause her inner thighs to quiver.

“Christ”, I murmured to myself. The lust of my fantasy had switched from bus girl to my wife.

In all this foolishness I finally realized that I didn’t know anything about bus girl. Maybe she was wearing a uniform. She could have been a waitress getting off shift too tired to think about anything except getting home herself. She might have only smiled at me as a courtesy, unaware of my visual intrusion. In fact, she might have just relaxed her knees instead of intentionally giving me a better look. And as for her underwear, I was old enough to know that women had practical reasons for removing them.

I mustered up the courage to turn and see if she was still watching me. Except for the drunk man sleeping in the seat next to mine the bus was empty.

“Crap,” I muttered under my breath as I looked out and didn’t recognize any of the buildings. I had missed my stop.

As I waited for the return bus I didn’t daydream about bus girl. Instead, I chuckled to myself over how I still got horny thinking about my wife even while I was fantasizing about a complete stranger.

I boarded the bus that would take me home. I again chose an empty seat next to a window and resumed thinking about when I got home. I wasn’t thinking about what my wife was cooking for dinner. I was thinking about what she was, and would not be wearing.

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We woke up late and had to rush to get ready. As soon as I moved to get up I could feel my abs were really sore from the day before. I slowly got out a bed and tried to massage my stomach muscles back to life. Lisa ran into the bathroom leaving me to suffer. I couldn’t decide on which bikini I wanted. Since I didn’t have a top for either it looked like I was going topless regardless. The thong stayed on better but I didn’t want it ridding up my ass while we hiked.

The other was hard to keep in place but felt better when waking. I grabbed the second one and stuffed it in my pocked. Then I thought, if we have a lot of walking to do I had better put something on under these shorts. Denim shorts are a little rough down there if you know what I mean so I slipped them off and pulled the bikini on. I then put the shorts back on and grabbed my T-top. I should have asked Barbara to borrow here Bikini top but I figured she’d be wearing it today.

We ran down and jumped on the bus right as it was ready to leave. We drove for at least an hour to get to this place. I didn’t think these islands were that big that you could drive for and hour in one direction. Then again with all the turns it may have only been 10 miles is so as the crow flies. When we got there everyone got out to stretch his or her legs. Our leader gave us the run down of the day. We were leaving the bus here and hiking up to this lake about a half-hour up the hill. Hill nothing; it looked like mountain. We would drop most of out stuff there and those that wanted to could hike up to the peak otherwise we could hang out at the lake.

After lunch we were going to hike up the gorge to the falls. We could hike up to the monument from there if we wanted to. There were about 25 people again in total, mostly guys and seven girls. There was Lisa, Jane and I, The two from the volleyball game (didn’t need to see them again) and two girls I hadn’t seen before. The leader said leave everything you don’t need here it’s a tough walk. Jane said to me “are you leaving your clothes?” A sharp “no” was my answer. Everyone slimed down to the essentials for the walk. For once I wasn’t the least dressed. It was a tough walk so we decided to conserve our energy. We were all starting to sweat so I was starting to show pretty good through my light top. The two new girls were right up at the front. There looked like the jock types in their shorts and one-piece suits. Lisa said she though they were lesbians. I said “no way.”

When we got to the lake everyone stripped down to their suits and jumped in to cool off. Being topless was no big deal now so I took off my shorts and top. Everyone stop to check me out as I walked down to the water. Boy was that water cold. It must have been spring fed. It was chilling but it felt good. Almost immediately 4 guys came over and tried to start up a conversation. Amazing how you attract guys when you’re topless. The leader yelled down that he was heading up to the peak and anyone that wanted to go could join him.

Everyone else could hang out here. Lisa and Jane wanted to go. I thought hanging out here sounded pretty good but I did want to see the view. I walked out of the water again to the stares of everyone there. It was kind of exciting so when we gathered up our stuff I decide to leave my top behind and just put on my shorts and shoes. The excitement of being topless kind of perked me up (those too) and gave me a little more energy. I did notice the two new girls checking me out though. Maybe they were lesbians after all. The two girls from the volley ball game and a couple of the guys stayed behind. I thought the girls were tougher than that. We stopped at a rest area and got a drink from the bottled water the leader had brought. Everyone was ringing wet by then from the heat.

We started up and the two new girls stayed to walk with us. From the tone of the conversation and the way they were looking at me I was staring to be convinced that they were lesbians. The one kept complementing me on my boobs saying mine bounced less unsupported than hers do in a bra. The other one kept talking about my beautiful tan and how great it looked without tan lines. Lisa elbowed me and said, “I told you.” Now I was used to the guys checking me out; I was kind of expected that but the girls were making me a little uncomfortable. It seemed like everyone there with the exception of Lisa and Jane had and interest in me and I wasn’t that sure about Jane after a couple of her remarks. After a while we made it to the top. My whole upper body was covered by sweat by the time we got there. Sweat was literally dripping off my breasts it was so hot. What a view though.

We walked around and you could see almost the whole island. Jane was off snapping pictures with the camera she had brought. She came over to Lisa and I and said lets get a picture of you two. I said I wasn’t really dressed for it but she took one anyway. I said, “remember, I want that film when you done.” Seeing that, some of the guys invited me into their picture. aksu escort I said, “no way.” I did eventually pose for one though but I hid behind one of the guys so you couldn’t see my boobs. At least I hope they couldn’t see them.

We cooled down and had another drink before heading back down. It was just as hard going down as it was going up. You really had to watch you step so you didn’t fall. On the way down we ran into a family on their way up. I wanted to cover up but I almost slipped so I tried to be cool and just ignore them. As they left I heard their teenage daughter say. “Why can’t I go topless? She is.” I couldn’t hear the answer.

Back at the lake we went for another dip in the cold water before having lunch. After lunch we went for another swim to check out the lake. Everyone was getting ready for part two, the trip up the gorge. Our leader said you might want to wear a tee shirt for warmth. I didn’t have anything else with me so I just trailed along in bikini. Both Lisa and Jane threw on shirts so I was starting to regret my choice. A couple of people stayed behind, 2 guys had hurt themselves on the hike to the peak. The first part wasn’t bad at all. We walked along the path along side of the creek that fed the lake. It led up hill but was pretty flat compared to where we’d been. It started to get smaller and soon we had to wade through the water. With the rushing water I was afraid of getting knocked down. If I lost my bikini there, I’d never see it again. Again it was a constant job to keep that bikini on. I stopped by the side and tied the strings tighter.

We had come to our first waterfall. Everyone hurried up the falls except one of the new girls and me. You had to kind of swim and pull yourself up the oncoming water. I was concerned that the water would pull my suit off as I climbed up. There was a ledge about half way so I stopped to make adjustments. It was still on me thank god. I could see the other girl was having difficulty so I tried to give her a hand. I helped her up pulled her past me and as she did she slid her hand all the way down my front attempting to reach a rock. I almost slipped as her upper arm came to rest across my breasts. I couldn’t let go, else I would have slipped off the ledge. She had me pinned with my back against a rock and my front against her. I couldn’t move until she did. I don’t think anyone could see us but it must have been quite a site. I said something like “do you mind?” as she rubbed over me throwing her boobs right in my face. Afterwards Lisa said. “I told you.”

A little further up there was a calm spot with a rope swing hanging from a tree. Everyone took turns then a couple of people tried it together. The branch holding the rope didn’t break. It really looked like fun so I had to give it a try. The first time I did it I forgot to hang onto my bikini as I hit the water. Despite jumping, by the time I came up it was down around my ankles. It was a blast but each time I had to hold my bikini to keep it from falling off. I probably would have been better off just taking it off but was reluctant to do it with so many guys there. Eventually Lisa wanted to do it as a threesome. There were a couple of knots so one person could stand and the others just hang on. I jumped on and Lisa and Jane just jump on hanging on to me. We swung out and back a couple of times.

Lisa had her hands around my waist and Jane had her’s on my shoulders but as we swung out Jane’s slid down to my breasts. I don’t know if it was intended but she go two handfuls as we swung there. I was so taken back that I forgot to hold my bikini as we hit the water. I got a mouth full as I went in and came up gagging. One of the guys came to my rescue, groping me as he held me up. I don’t know if he realized it but all the time I was trying to hang onto my bikini as it hung by one foot underwater. I was trying to tell them I was all right as another guy came to my rescue. This guy bumped his leg into my exposed bush. He knew immediately what had happened. I still had the bikini around my one leg as they helped me into the shallower water. If I had lost it there it probably would have been washed away but the water. Once I could stand I bent down and pulled it back on.

We did it for about a half and hour more. The guys all wanted to go with me to cop a feel. One guy even had the nerve to pull one of the stings holding my bottom on as we swung out over the water. I let out a yell and fell off. Luckily I held onto the suit as we hit the water. It was pointless to try to stop the feels so after a bit I just asked them to be gentle and went with it. We headed back up stream and after a couple more small waterfalls came to a big waterfall that you could not climb. We sat under it out of the water and sipped from a bottle of wine that our guide had brought in his backpack. The wine was nice. I was so cold though I was shivering when we climbed out. Most people just hung out in the sun and warmed up but several of us including antalya escort Jane, Lisa myself started heading up to the monument at the top.

Everyone kind of went their own way but I kind of drew a crowd of helpers. After just a couple of minutes I went from shivering to sweating. We came to a tricky spot that we didn’t think we could make it across. There was about a rope across about a 20-foot drop. There was just water at the bottom but still you had to use your arms and climb across like it was a jungle gym. Lisa didn’t think she could make it so she waited. Jane made it across with difficulty. I wasn’t going to do it with all the guys there watching so I told them I was going back. The guys all offered to help but I said go ahead. They waited anyway waiting to see if I changed my mind. After a couple of minutes they didn’t think we were coming so they left. Lisa and I and walked on. Lisa wasn’t coming, I called her a chicken, which usually gets her going, but she didn’t budge.

Jane was about to leave before the rest got too far ahead when I decided to give it a try. Without thinking about what I looked like, I made my way out onto the rope. I could really feel my abs in that position. It was really tough with all my weight hanging from my arms. I got about half way and Jane pulled out her camera and started taking pictures. I could feel the bikini slipping a but hanging there like that there wasn’t much I could do without letting go. Stretched out like that there wasn’t as much of me to hold it on. I could feel the perspiration running down my body. Finally I made it across and pulled my bikini back in place. After trying to convince Lisa to give it a try we decided to continue without her.

It was down to just Jane and I at that point. We came to a spot that was not very well traveled and I though we may have gone the wrong way. We could hear voices of the left and Jane led that way as we cut through a dense section. This was no place to be in just a bathing suit. I was taking my time trying not to get scraped by the branches. Being topless at the beach was one thing but it felt weird being out in the woods nearly naked. Talk about an adventure. I told Jane I thought she had gotten us lost but we could still hear some voices up ahead and to the left so Jane led us in that direction. It was extra slow since I was trying to minimize the branches that hit me. Then all at once Jane let out a scream and disappeared. She had fallen about 20 feed down an embankment. She wasn’t hurt but it was going to be hard for her to make it back up without help. I was afraid I was going to slide down as well so I help back hanging onto this tree by the edge.

This was turning into a real Rambo tour. I asked her if there was another way out and she didn’t think so without going further down. I didn’t want her getting lost so I told her to stay there while I figured something out. If we had a rope it would have been easier but we since we didn’t I had to get to a point where she could reach me. I carefully made my way down the embankment as far as I could without falling myself; getting a couple of good scrapes along the way. One nice one across my stomach and another up further. Hanging onto a tree, I gave Jane my arm. I was being extra careful since it was only my bare flesh between the tree and me. From there she grabbed my waist as we made our way back up to the top of the embankment. S he slipped off and almost ended up sliding down again since it was hard for her to hold onto my sweaty body like that. Eventually we made it to the top and cleaned the dirt and grim off.

When we found the others, one of the guys said, “What happened” referring to our dirt and scratches. It looked worse than it was thanks thank God. My scratches didn’t really hurt but since my stomach already hurt it felt like we had been through more than we had. I climbed up on the monument to get a look at the view. I jumped down quickly as this guy pulled out his camera. We rested a bit before heading back to the river with the others. A guy showed us a way that didn’t take us back to that rope bridge thing. When we got back Lisa saw us and asked what happened. I said “Just Jane’s back country tour.” Lisa said “she thought one of the guys may have attacked us.” I didn’t think about it before but I guess it was a little risky being out in the woods dressed the way I was. Lisa had hurt her ankle on the way back to the group. We probably shouldn’t have left her by herself. If it was any more serious she could have been in real trouble and we would have been responsible. Another not so bright move.

Everyone started packing up and heading back down stream. I felt bad for Lisa so I offered to help. She joked, “Saying go rinse your sweaty body off before we do this.” Most of the people where off ahead of us. I was surprised no one was offering to help me even though I wasn’t the one that was hurt. We tried again and as she put her arm around me she grabbed my left breast and held antalya otele gelen escort on. I said, “I guess it doesn’t hurt that bad. Maybe you want to do this yourself.”

She let go. She said, ” If she were a guy she’d be all over me right now. I said, “How much wine did you have while we were gone?” Between her, Jane and the guys I had been felt up by most of the people there. I told her what Jane and other girl had done as we got in the water. It was shallow so we half swam half walked for a bit. Lisa said, “What do you expect dressed the way you are? Your practically naked.” I said, “I would expect it from the guys but not the gals.

She was getting silly and we started to play around a little as we stumbled down the creek. I told her to just hold my shoulders and float along as I guided her. I was half swimming half floating sometimes walking through the shallower parts. At first she put her hands on my shoulders like I had asked. Then she moved them down and grabbed both my breast with her hands. I didn’t react. She seemed disappointed. She said I bet “I can turn you on?”

I said, “how much wine did you have again?” With that she started squeezing and playing with my nipples. I told her to stop before someone sees us. She said, “Not if you stay underwater.” She squeezed harder when I tried to lift up. I said, “This is too kinky, stop it.” She just started to work my nipple in her fingers. She continued all the way down until we caught up to the group in front. We made it back to the lake again and I helped Lisa out. We were both shivering by the time we got out.

After drying off, I put my clothes back on and we headed back. Two guys helped Lisa on this part since it was a little tougher. They offered to help me but I said I wasn’t the one that was hurt. We boarded the bus started the long trip back. Once back we went down to the beach to look for Barbara. We saw her where we had been set up the other day. We pulled up some chases and proceeded to strip down to out bathing suits. That is except for me. I was feeling spunky and took everything off including my bikini bottom. We put some lotion on and told Barbara about our adventure and Lisa told her about how she got hurt. She saw my scratches and said, “I guess it really was a Rambo tour.”

Everyone was tired so we just lay there and talked. I had just closed my eyes when Mike and Bob walked up. Mike said “Oh La La” when he saw me lying there completely naked. I said, “Feel free to join me?” They had brought their boat around and had it up on the beach about a hundred yards down the beach off to the side of the resort. Bob asked if we were ready to go diving while he stared at me. Lisa said she couldn’t since she had hurt her ankle, but said I could if I wanted. They asked if Barbara or Jane wanted to try snorkeling. They said there was a nice spot on the other side of the island where you could dive and snorkel in the same area. Jane said she was too tired and Barbara said she was fine right where she was.

Bob said, “It looks like its just you if you still want to go.” I was tired and a little sore but I still wanted to go since it was out last chance. I said I would, and ran over the activities hut to grab some gear, not bothering to put my bikini back on. I grabbed a set of fins and a mask and walked over towards the boat. Bob said, “aren’t you forgetting something,” referring to my bikini. I was ready to walk off completely naked. Lisa threw it to me. I joked with Bob saying, “I though you wouldn’t mind diving with me naked.” He said, that was fine with him but that I had to come back eventually. “Its not like it covers that much” I said. Barbara said there was a nightclub on a boat that she heard was really good and wanted to check out tonight. It left the dock at 7:00. Bob said, “We’d be back by then.”

Throwing all my stuff in the boat, we pushed it out and were off. It was about a half and hour to the dive site. They kept complementing me on my tan so I didn’t bother putting my bikini on to the delight of the guys. When we got there they both started pulled on their wet suits when I said this isn’t fair. You guys both have full wet suits and all I have is this, holding up my miniscule bikini. Bob said, “That’ll gives us something to look at if there aren’t any fish.” I was going to put it back on but with that comment decided I’d give them a show.

“If it scenery you want I wouldn’t want to disappoint you,” I said. Tossing the bikini aside, I got my gear on and rolled over the side. I could see both Mike and Bob duck their heads under to check me out. I don’t think I disappointed them from the smiles they had on under their mask as we went to the bottom. I thought this isn’t fair, they’re both completely covered and I’m completely un-covered. We looked around the reef but didn’t see that many fish. And that’s when I started thinking about Bob’s earlier comment. After a while I stated to get cold. We moved up to some shallower water but it was still pretty cold. They signaled, asking if I wanted to go back but I shuck my head no. I though I’d show them how tough I was. When we got to the surface I was so cold I couldn’t stop shivering. I climbed into the boat first not caring what they saw. The sun felt great as I dried off. I was still shivering wrapped in the towel. Bob said, “I know how we can warm you up.” I said no thanks.

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