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Misti’s Adventures Part 8The next morning, Misti heard a knock at her back door. She turned off the exercise video, and, naked, as usual went to see who it might be. She looked out the patio door, and saw Carol standing there. She opened the door and Carol told her, “Sharon and I are going to go do some shopping. She has gone next door to ask Mary, and I came to get you. We wanted to go out for a little hen party, and wanted you to go with us. We are going to do our shopping, eat brunch, and maybe get something to drink. How about it? Wanna come? It’ll be fun.” Misti had a slightly puzzled look on her face. “I don’t know, she answered. “How long would we be gone?” Carol giggled, “Long enough to cook something up to pull on the guys. You know, something sexy.” It was Misti’s turn to giggle. “After yesterday, and last night, I don’t think we will have any problems getting them turned on. After you all left last night, Michael screwed me two more times. I didn’t think he would be up to it, but he nearly wore me out.” Sharon’s eyebrow raised a bit, and she replied, “They must have taken something. Dave nailed Sharon once, and me twice after we got home. We were all so wore out, we didn’t even go to bed. We slept in the living room floor.”Misti thought about it for a bare second, and asked, “What should I wear?” Carol, giggling again, replied, “Something a little bit sexy. We want to be able to try on clothes without much trouble, and it might be fun to see how many guys follow us around trying to get a peek at the goodies. Who knows? There might even be someone we want to do more than look.”Misti,told her to come on into the bedroom and help her pick something out. They went in and Misti didn’t even open the closet door, instead, going to a large chest-of-drawers, and putting out several items. Carol noticed right away that there were NO panties or bras.The first thing Misti tried was a halter top. It just barely covered her breasts, but DIDN”T hide anything. Her nipples and aureola were in plain view. illegal bahis As nice as it looked on her, Carol observed that it might cause them to get arrested. Misti tossed it aside and chose one more that covered, barely, a bit more skin, and was a bit less revealing, even though her nipples were STILL in plain sight. Sharon nodded her approval and stated, “I wish my knockers were as pretty as yours. I haven’t seen tits THAT nice, ever before.” It was Misti’s turn to be amazed. “What are you talking about, Carol? YOU have unbelievably beautiful boobs. Not a bit of sag, they stand up like they were molded, and your nipples are mouthwatering. Anybody who didn’t love looking and tasting THEM would have to be crazy, or gay. Carol looked down, slightly shaking her head. “I always thought they were too little, and just didn’t look right. Misti told her, “I saw all the guys last night jumping your bones, and EVERY one of them, the FIRST thing they did was start sucking your nips, and kissing your breasts.” You have a fantastic rack. Don’t fool yourself.”This settled, Misti started trying on a variety of shorts and micro-skirts. She finally settled on a denim skirt that stopped only 2 inches below her crotch. She stood up and turned to give Carol a chance to inspect her. Carol smiled and told her, “If I were a guy, I would throw you on the bed and fuck you until I had a heart attack, or you screamed for mercy. Now let’s go find something for me to wear. I don’t want to be the ugly duckling.”They went over to Carol’s house, and found Mary and Sharon in the living room waiting for them. Both beamed up at the sight of how Misti was dressed. Mary clucked her tongue and told her, “If I hadn’t already seen you naked, I would think an angel was standing in here with us. GOOD LORD, GIRL!!! Wearing clothes like that would be a sure-fire way to get bred up an alley somewhere. You ain’t hidin’ nothin’!!!” MIsti had to laugh at her. “Blame Carol! She said she wanted to see if we were followed, today.” Carol looked illegal bahis siteleri at them and said, Let me go upstairs and get changed.” Mary asked if she needed someone to supervise, and off they went. Misti waited until they had gone before she asked Sharon, “Does Carol have a problem with how she looks? She was sounding like she has self-doubts over at the house.” Sharon glanced up and told her that she had almost always felt like she was not as attractive as other girls, ever since she was in her early teens. There had been a couple of boys that they were in school with, borderline bullies, that thought the way to get into Carol’s panties was to tease her about how she looked. Especially the size of her boobs, and her height. They made her super self-conscious. She had gotten a little better after Dave had popped her cherry, but, when she saw someone with an especially nice body, it came out, again. Misti related their conversation, and Sharon shook her head. “I don’t have ANY doubts about how I look, but, next to you, I feel like someone’s ugly k** brother. You are what the boys call an eye-popper. Built like a brick shit-house.” She told Misti.”For a long time, 5 or 6 years, she fucked anyone who smiled at her. She would see boys looking at her, and she would go over and ask them if they wanted some pussy. They would always say yes, and she would go outside and let them fuck her, No matter how many there were, or how many times they wanted to do her. She never told them “NO.” She finally straightened out a bit, but, she is still a borderline nympho.”Sharon looked up at the stairs, and told Misti, “We can talk some more later. Here they come.” Mary was beaming a HUGE smile, and voiced a fanfare. “TA DAH!!! Here she comes. Mrs. Heart-breaker.” Carol stepped into sight. She was wearing a pink mini-skirt, slightly longer than Misti’s, and a pale-blue top. It was shear enough to see her nipples plainly, and the outline of the rest of her boobs. She was a knock-out! She had brushed canlı bahis siteleri her hair until it shined like new copper. Her tan skin made a VERY lovely sight. They all agreed that she had the prettiest legs of all, hands down.Mary had volunteered her Volvo station wagon for them to go in. There was plenty of room for them AND anything they bought, but, just in case, she had a carrier on the roof. Since Misti knew where they could find the best things, she sat up front with Mary. Sharon sat behind her, and Carol sat behind Mary on the driver’s side. As Carol was getting in, they all noticed that she, also, had left her panties behind. Mary had worn a khaki skirt that stopped about 4 inches above her knees, and a white blouse. Thin enough that it showed her nipples, but, substantial enough to hide the rest. She admitted that SHE had foregone panties, too. Sharon had worn a pair of VERY short shorts, and a T-shirt with the caption, “FRESH MILK” printed on it. They were out for a very good time.They went to many stores that morning, and had decided to stop at a place where they served some of the best hamburgers to be found, and some of the most delicious fries any of them had EVER tasted, and with a large soft-drink each, were sitting in a booth, acting like a bunch of teen-age girls playing hooky. Other customers looked over at them, enjoying the way they were talking and laughing among themselves. Many, if not most of the male customers took a good long look at the breasts of them all, and wondered what it would be like to have a mouthful of THAT. Their legs got almost as much attention. Several times, Misti or Carol would shift around as if to get more comfortable, and would give the admirer a quick glimpse of what was UNDER the skirt. Carol had trimmed her pubies in the shape of a heart, and Misti had just enough hair to see. Many of the men choked when confronted with a look. More than one had thought about asking one or the other of them out, but had not done it. Carol had been looking at one man. A truck driver by the look of him, but had decided not to make the first move. It was not the right time. Besides, she had been fucked nearly bow-legged the day, and night, before. She WOULD make a point of remembering this place, though.

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