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Teddy sat, high on the wardrobe, looking down into the room. He had the best view of the room. It was a large room, for a modern house, but this house was different to the others in the close. The house started life as one half of a semi-detached pair. When the neighbours were repossessed, the chance to double the size of the house was too good to resist. The two ‘K’s’, as their friends know them, snapped up the property. They had started the alterations almost immediately.

The room that Teddy looked down into now, was the result of the first and most important alteration. They had knocked out a dividing wall and made the main bedroom double size. The large windows along the south wall were draped with heavy, lined curtains. During the day, they excluded all light if necessary. When the curtains were pulled open the light, net curtains against the double-glazed windows ensured good lighting without impinging on the essential privacy. Positioned, as it was, at the end of the small close, neither the grounds nor the windows were overlooked by other properties. Teddy sat on the narrow wardrobe to the left hand side of the north wall with a door further to the left. The right hand side of the north was a mirror image, together with its own teddy.

Teddy looked down into the room. Beneath the large window was a dressing table with a polished wooden top, sets of drawers at each end and a long, tilting mirror fixed to the back. Teddy could see the large bed, placed exactly in the centre of the room, reflected in the mirror.

The bed, a super king size, was surrounded by four feet of clear space on all four sides. The pillows were scatter cushions placed carefully in the centre of the floral patterned quilt cover. The walls to left and right had fitted wardrobes with full length mirror doors. The wall where Teddy sat had a wardrobe at each end and a large mirror fixed between, above a set of drawers. Teddy sat on top of the left-hand wardrobe. There was a large mirror, on the ceiling, above the bed.

Dotted about the room were easy chairs, they were decorated with other Teddies, large and small. Teddies were arranged along the top of the wardrobes and sitting on the top of the dressing table and the chests of drawers. There seemed to be dozens of them. Any visitor would think that it was a shrine to the humble teddy.

Teddy watched. She moved about the room, naked. She hummed a little hum as she flicked through the items of clothing in the main wardrobe. She had entered only moments before, a towel wrapped around herself and called, “Good Morning, Teddies, I have a treat for you all, this morning!”

The Teddies remained silent.

All the Teddies watched as the woman caressed her own breasts. They were large and wonderfully full. She lifted the tips towards her mouth and ran her tongue over the nipples. She murmured softly to herself.

“What to dress them in? Something to lift them high and emphasis their sweetness and fullness. Something to encourage a gentle fondling, gentle kisses and…” She sighed at the thought.

She selected the white teddy corset that she had recently brought and that K had modified for her. He was very clever with his hands. The top simply rested under her full breasts and lifted them whilst leaving all of the beautiful shape exposed and enhanced. Just wearing it made her nipples erect.

The bottom had been carefully altered also. The material was now cut high to her hips, just creeping over her waist. The front was cut very tight and narrow. The thin scrap of material emphasised her swollen sex rather than hid it. Downy, soft pussy hair peeped sexily from either side. The back was equally skimpy and enhanced the kahramanmaraş escort perfection of her full, rounded bottom. The lacing at the front pulled her body to the very sexy hourglass figure that men so loved of beautiful women.

The woman stepped back from the mirror, the better to see herself, full length, raised her hands above her head and pirouetted slowly. She watched the effect in all the mirrors as she turned. The Teddies also watched. They showed their own appreciation of her beauty, silently and without movement.

Black stockings were added and the woman had just finished clipping the last suspender as the doorbell chimed.

The woman took a last lingering look at the image of sexy perfection in the mirrors, winked at Teddy with a long slow droop of the eyelid, blew him a kiss and said. “Be right back darling!” She picked up the lace gown and threw it over her shoulders. She left, all was still and silent and the Teddies stopped watching the empty room.

The door opened, again, the movement immediately woke the Teddies from their slumber.

“Say hello to the Teddies,” she instructed the young man as she re-entered the room. She led him towards the window side of the bed.

“Hello, Teddies.”

He was a young man, not much more than 20 years old, at most. It looked as if he only needed to shave once a month. Blonde, gold framed spectacles, T shirt, loose jogging pants and trainers. Not a bad catch, Teddy might have thought.

The young man did not look around the room. He did not even see the Teddies watching him. He saw only the beautiful, large, swollen breasts resting on the material of the corset. They rose and fell with such provocation as the woman breathed. He reached up his hand tentatively and ran his finger over the swelling mound of the woman’s right breast.

She murmured soft encouragement and Teddy watched as her hand felt up his thigh and stroked against his crotch. The young man looked into her eyes as, emboldened by his desire and the woman’s hand on his cock, he brought his other hand into play. He stroked around both exposed breasts. Down across the nipples, which he rolled between finger and thumb, then beneath each breast. He cupped each perfect orb of her wonderful breasts in his hands and bent his head toward them.

“I would like to rest my cock between your marvellous tits, and fuck them!” he said with such conviction that the woman knew that she would be washing her corset later that day, much later.

She reached inside the waistband of his joggers. His cock was ready for her. She felt it straining. The head was wet with his lubricant. She removed her hand, briefly and the young man let out an happy groan.

“Patience,” the woman said kindly. “Everything comes to he who waits, and you shall cum, believe me!”

She pulled his T-shirt over his head and slipped her gown from her shoulders. The woman placed a hand on each of his hips and knelt before him. She worked his joggers and knickers down as if they were one item of clothing. Slowly she exposed his throbbing manhood. It stood to attention, eager to feel the warmth of the woman’s body wrapped around it.

She did not keep him waiting any longer. The woman parted her lips and sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. She opened wider and fed the length down her throat. The young man made noises of pleasure as she worked her mouth up and down his length. With each stroke she removed his knob end completely, licked around the purple top, licked her lips and slipped it back inside. Her hand stroked all the time.

The young man moaned, loud. His sighs of pleasure filled the room as he rocked his hips back and forth to encourage her to take more of his length, and faster. kastamonu escort He rested his hands on her head, just in case she wanted to stop. She didn’t!

The woman worked on his cock with a passion. Every time she removed it fully, then slid it in slowly and lovingly. She made the same noises of pleasure as the young man made as she sucked.

She felt his spunk building and increased her speed. She felt him coming and opened her mouth. She held his cock an inch from her open mouth and stroked his cock. The young man groaned as he spurted his seed into her mouth. She put her lips back around the pulsing weapon and sucked greedily.

“I hope there’s more where that came from!” she said with a mischievous grin.

“Oh yes, I have gallons for you and I can last forever.” he replied with the confidence of youth.

The woman smiled. “You will leave here as limp as an old dish rag, but very satisfied” she thought to herself.

She still held his cock and was pleased to discover that it had remained reasonably hard.

“Eat me!” she said.

She lay back on the bed. She remained in her corset. He might want to remove it for her, when he was ready to fuck her tits but she hoped he would not.

Obediently he knelt between her open legs and eased the thin strip of material away from her wet pussy. He looked at it. He studied it. He slowly ran his finger down the length of the inviting, sweet smelling pussy. The woman parted her legs further. Her pussy lips parted exposing the soft shining flesh of her sex.

He moved his finger up and down her pussy in little zigzag movements. First, he teased one side, then the other. He slipped his finger deep into her and sighed as he felt her powerful muscles, clamp onto it.

Slowly he worked first one finger then two into her. She wriggled under his touch. He looked up, saw Teddy watching him. The young man smiled at the bear and moved his head into the woman’s crotch. The first brush of his tongue against her labia was rewarded with a long loud,

“Ohhhhhhhhhh, yesssssss,” from the woman.

She moved and twisted under his eager mouth. He sucked, licked, and teased with his tongue. All the time his fingers probed deep inside her with surprising skill.

The woman urged him to greater effort, loudly and vigorously.

“Suck my clit into your mouth, tease it with your tongue. Oh my god, that is fantastic. Higher, lower, deeper, more.”

The young man responded with the eagerness of youth. Normally he had to work hard to get inside a girls knickers. It was often impossible to get his cock anywhere near a young pussy. The girls seldom said anything while he fucked them. Now he had a woman! One that not only enjoyed the sex but also let him know of her enjoyment, loudly and energetically. He endeavoured to give her as much pleasure as he was able.

“Use your thumb on me, slip it deep into my cunt. Thumb fuck me!”

Dutifully he did as he was told, sliding out his dripping fingers he inserted his thumb. The shape and angle were so much different that he was working different parts of her pussy. His fingers, unsure what to do whilst he stroked deep inside her with his thumb, brushed against her anus.

“Yes please! Slide it into my bum.”

She relaxed her muscles and the young man was delighted to discover another inviting hole that he could probe. The wet from her pussy still lubricated his finger and it slid inside her bum easily. He could feel his thumb on the other side of the thin membrane and rubbed finger and thumb together.

“Eat my pussy, fuck my cunt with your thumb, finger fuck my arse. God that feels so very fucking good.”

Suddenly the woman came. Her body twisted and turned as the young man tried to kayseri escort continue to please her. She held onto his head, to help him stay in place as she came, and came and came. She was noisy in her orgasm. She was energetic. Teddy and his friends had no doubt that she had come. She told them so, in strong Anglo-Saxon terms.

She recovered, slowly. When the young man had removed his head from her crotch and his digits from her various pleasure orifices she carefully held the lips of her pussy apart and invitingly to him.

“Stroke me, very gently until I recover, then, fuck my tits. Pour your spunk all over them and cover my neck and try to spurt it into my mouth, please.”

“It will be my pleasure!”

He stroked for a few minutes. Slowly he stood up. His cock was nearly rock hard. The woman took it in her hands and gently teased it to full splendour. She moved up onto the bed and adjusted her position. The Teddies had a good view.

The young man knelt over her, his rod stood proud and upright. He lent forward and the woman eased it down between her beautiful, big tits. She pushed each one up to completely bury the young man’s cock. It had disappeared into her glorious cleavage.

He rocked forward and the purple head thrust between the upper swelling. The woman felt his lubrication oozing from the little hole and wetting her breasts. She sighed aloud with pleasure. He rocked back and forth. Each time he protruded from the top. Each time he nearly plopped out from the bottom. All the time he soaked her with his desire until he could contain himself no longer.

“I’m sorry, I cannot hold out any longer.”

So saying he spunked, hard. The woman felt his cock throb as he pushed faster between the breasts. As his cock peeped from the top he squired his first load. It covered her chest, neck and hit the underside of her chin. He drew back a little and she felt the warm slippery liquid ooze between her breasts. She moaned and encouraged him loudly.

“Come on lover, spunk all over me, soak me with your cum. Harder, faster.”

The young man drove himself rapidly between her tits. Never had he felt such pleasure as fucking these beautiful orbs. Even when he was fully spent he kept rocking back and forth, wrapped in warm welcoming flesh that was soaked with his own cum.

He had to stop eventually and the woman let his cock go from between her tits. He looked down at her spunk cover body and slowly rubbed his fingers through the white slippery liquid. He offered her a taste and was delighted when she nearly bit his fingers off in her eagerness.

“Let’s fuck!”

They rested a few minutes then she took him in her mouth and made him stiff again.

“Doggy fashion.”

She bent over and presented her cunt to him. He knelt up behind her and entered without any difficulty at all. He watched himself in the mirrors and looked at all the teddies. He had a wonderful feeling that they were watching his very move and light heartedly blew them kisses as he slid in and out of her hole. She continued to make loud noises of her pleasure and direct the way in which he fucked her.

The young man thought that he had found nirvana such was the woman’s obvious pleasure.

He came, for the third time in an hour and collapsed on the bed. The woman had made noises of her coming but the young man was too exhausted to know if they were real or not.

After recovering he dressed, gave the woman a final parting stroke between her legs, probing her wet pussy as he did so and left.

The woman showered quickly, she had a busy afternoon ahead of her.

“Hello, Darling, busy day?” she asked when K returned from the city.

“Not too bad, and you?”

“Come and sit down, I have a treat for you!”

She lead him into the lounge and sat him on the large couch in front of the giant TV screen.

She pressed the remote control.

A picture crept onto the screen, accompanied by the title:-

“Say hello to the Teddies,”

“Hello, Teddies.” came the young man’s voice from the TV.

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I was running late as I made my way across campus. Luckily my room was on the ground floor so I could nip in and grab the book I had forgotten for my next class.

My girlfriend had been feeling a bit unwell so skipped the classes this morning asking if she could stay in my room rather than make her way back to her own block.

As I got to the exterior door I patted my pockets and realised that my book wasn’t the only thing I had forgotten. No keys. Frustrated, I went to the side of the building and round the corner. I could knock on the window and get Harriet to pass my book to me. I approached the window and was about to knock gently on the glass when I saw through a crack in the curtains a sight I had seen a hundred times. I had seen it, but I didn’t know that Harriet had ever seen it.

On the TV screen a petite but well proportioned brunette currently in a 69 with a very well endowed male. She faced the camera with her mouth covering just the head of his big cock. She had been sucking on him for a while and her spit ran down the length of his thick shaft and was covering his balls as she massaged them with her hand.

My eyes moved from the scene on the tv to the scene on the bed. Harriet was frantically rubbing her pussy with her slender legs spread wide apart. I was shocked at the wanton look on her face, for someone usually reserved and inexperienced sexually, she was displaying a look I had never seen before. I was stuck between wanting to knock and wanting to see what happened next. I kept my hands by my sides.

I knew how the scene ended and I didn’t k ow if Harriet did yet or not. On screen the female continued her oral attention sloppily sucking the head of the large cock and using her hand on the shaft and balls. Suddenly a large had grabbed a fistful of her hair and started to push her head down. On the bed Harriet bucked her hips and I saw her perfect little ass rise from the bed. He continues the pressure as her mouth starts to be spread wider. He pushes until she is halfway down his cock, her eyes starting to water but absolutely committed to making him cum from deepthroating him.

I could see Harriet panting hard and her fingers were a blur working on her clit. I was rooted to the spot, my cock rock hard in my jeans.

He keeps his hand pushing down and his hips thrust up. She gags but keeps going. What’s left on display of his cock is covered in spit and her hands are no longer giving him any attention, but are gripping the sheets. Harriet is biting her lip, her eyes betraying her desire. Until now I didn’t know this existed.

I knew the couple were going to cum soon. He gives a couple of short sharp thrusts into her throat and then exclaims that he is going to cum. The grip on her hair is released and instantly her head pops up, she gasps in a deep breath and her hand goes back to wanking him furiously. Harriet’s hips are still bucking, she’s visibly moaning and as close as they are.

He gives a deep groan, she keeps wanking the thick shaft, pointing his cock straight at her face. Harriet bucks again, clenching those perfect cheeks.

He diyarbakır escort starts to cum. Thick hot white streams of cum. Her face takes most of it and she keeps wanking his cock as it drips down. Harriet grips the sheets as her own orgasm his and she writhes around in ecstasy on the bed. The woman on screen is drenched and smiling. He is breathing heavily. Harriet is panting and limp.

I still don’t know what to do, and then Harriet looks up. No longer transfixed by the scene on the TV, she looks directly at the gap in the curtains and sees me.

She passed the keys through the window after she had put on a dressing gown to preserve her modesty. Ironic I thought, given what I had just witnessed.

I couldn’t make out the look that had been on her face at the moment she had seen me. Confusion? No. Lust? No. Resignation? Possibly. She looked like she’d had a weight lifted off her shoulders. As if to say ‘great, so now you know and it didn’t take a difficult conversation’.

I walked round to the exterior door, went through and found my room. I took a deep breath, unlocked the door and walked in.

Harriet was sat on a seat at the desk, now wearing a pair of shorts and one of my shirts. She turned to me and gave a big beaming smile. She was beautiful, my girlfriend through the end of high school and into university. We had both had quite reserved childhoods and our relationship, whilst solid and loving, could never be described as wild or experimental.

All of this was about to change.

“Hey Hun, I didn’t expect you to be back. What did you see back there?” She asked, a bit of trepidation in her voice.

“Erm…well, enough I guess.” I said.

She went into a mode I hadn’t seen before. She was full of confidence and articulate on the subject. Something had obviously opened up in her.

“OK.” She started “I’m going to come clean here and I think we should both just listen and see what comes out in this conversation.”

“Yeah, erm, I guess so.” I stammered. Twenty minutes ago I had been in a lecture on international Law, and now this.

“So for the last month, anytime I’ve been home by myself, I’ve been doing what you have just seen. I can’t help it, I think about it all the time and I just have to make myself cum. Sometimes it is that scene, sometimes there are others but they all have some common themes. That is obvious because your collection seems to follow some themes.

If I can’t be by myself in your room, I’ll take a DVD back to mine and then replace it another time.

I feel a bit embarrassed right now, but my urge to do these things has overtaken that and I don’t want you to get rid of the collection or stop me doing it, so that’s why I’m telling you all this.”

I was still trying to process the changes in my girlfriend and my head was spinning but I managed to blurt out that I thought I was fine with it and it had turned me on to watch her masturbate.

We spent the next few minutes talking about how we felt our sex life was and if either of us were repressing anything. We both felt that it was edirne escort currently good, and there were no complaints, however we both had deeper kinky sides but due to our inexperience had no idea how to express them for fear of being judged.

Harriet turned to me and said “Jake I love you very much, and this is only making that stronger. Let’s just talk about it, that’s all.” Which really settled me down.

I felt relieved that it wasn’t a ‘me’ thing. I wasn’t failing or not being attentive. It was just that people’s minds sometimes work in different ways.

I bit the bullet.

“So what is it that you like the most?” I asked.

Moment of truth time.

Harriet proceeded to tell me that she loved porn. All of it. Whatever I had, she liked. She was in effect exploring everything that was out there to find herself. She had never experienced, thought about or known of many of the things she had seen on video.

We talked for a long time about how these things affected us and what we could do to make our own sex life exciting.

Then she dropped the bombshell.

“The scene you saw me cum to” she said. “I want to experience that. Would you be ok with that?”

“Absolutely!” I replied “Of course we can do that! My cock was twitching at the thought of her deepthroating me for the first time.”

“No.” She said suddenly with a confident tone and a pleading look. “Not you, someone built like he was.”

I didn’t know what to say. Wasn’t that cheating? Nothing like this had ever come up before. Wasn’t I good enough?

She interrupted my thought.

“Look, it’s not about you at all. You are perfect for me and a brilliant guy. I love you and that hasn’t and won’t change. This is a sexual thing. I don’t want anything from someone else other than a physical fantasy.”

My head was spinning again.

“I’m not sure.” I said “But I’ve seen enough porn to know that many guys love this sort of thing. Do you think you can just do something for me?” I asked.

She was ready to do anything for me at that moment because it was either this path or the path to breakup.

“Sure.” She said.

“Ok.” I replied. “Tell me what you want in absolutely explicit terms. Then we will see if it excites or repulses me.”

Her face changed again. Then the hint of a smile and she look me in the eye.

“Jake, I want a guy with a very large cock to dominate me. I want him to push his dick down my throat until I gag. I want him to fuck my little pussy so hard, and I want to make him to cum so much that I’m covered all over.”

This gorgeous intelligent and hot girl was my best friend. I grabbed her hand, looked her in the eye and put that hand against my rock hard cock.

Ch3

The next two weeks passed and we had resumed some sense of normality to our relationship. Our sex life was better than ever but there were still unspoken things from that day.

I woke up in the night and reached across the bed only to feel a big space where Harriet should have been. The noise that woke me seemed to be coming from the room next door. Muffled edirne escort bayan voices.

I gingerly got out of bed holding my shoulder as the pain seared through me. I usually sleep naked and I considered finding something to wear but I couldn’t see anything handy. I crept out of the room onto the landing, still hearing the muffled noise from the other room.

As I got closer to the door, I saw that it was slightly ajar. I put my face up to the gap and looked through.

There, on her knees facing away from me was my girlfriend. Tom was stood with his cock obviously in her mouth and his fist grabbing a handful of her hair. The noises I had heard were obviously his ecstatic moans combined with hers. Her head bobbed up and down rapidly as his eyes rolled backwards.

Then he started to become more dominant with her.

“Spit on that cock and get it nice and hard!” He demanded. “You’ve never had a dick like this before and I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t know what’s hit you.”

I was astonished. She would never have entertained this kind of language with me but here she was, sucking on his dick and giving a muffled response which was quite obviously positive.

“Can’t talk with my big cock in your mouth can you? You are such a good little slut, I’ve wanted to fuck you for a very long time and now you are going to experience what a real man can do to you. I hope you like cum because you are going to get drenched.”

Suddenly she stopped her sucking, stood up and kissed him full on the mouth. I had a pang of jealousy. From my view her ass looked perfect and I couldn’t wait to see if she was going to bend over and take it from him.

Tom suddenly looked over towards the door and said

“Looks like we have got ourselves a spectator!”

Harriet spun around and looked over to me. Seeing my need state and obvious arousal her initial look of guilt softened somewhat.

For a moment none of us knew what was going to happen.

Tom was the one to take control.

“Right. Jake get in here and sit in on that chair in the corner. You are going to watch this so you may as well be comfortable.”

“Harriet. I was enjoying what you were doing so get back to it. Let’s move a little bit though so Jake can have a decent view this time.”

As they moved slightly I was taken aback when I saw the monster that she had been sucking on. Whilst he was impressive flaccid, it was a completely different thing hard. He was obviously enjoying her attention as the angry head was pulsing and the veins on the shaft were throbbing.

She dropped to her knees, looked over at me and gave me a wink. The look on her face was one of absolute lust. She looked up at him with innocent eyes and opened her mouth and put her tongue out. My cock was rock hard.

“Let’s see how deep you can go.” Said Tom and grabbed the shaft of his cock with one hand and the back of her head with the other.

“See what your hot little slut is going to do for me Jake. She’s going to deepthroating this cock until I’m satisfied that she’s made it wet enough and then I’m going to fuck her. When I fuck her, it’s going to be hard and rough and she’s probably going to scream very loudly. I’m going to ask her to beg for it, and squeal. Can you handle that?”

I gulped. “Yes I can.” I said.

“Of course you can.” Said Tom. “Well this is going to be fun.”

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Missy sat in her car her fingers still sticky with her juices, cheeks still burning with embarrassment, over what had happened. It all started out so simple, she lost a bet with her friend Savannah and had to wear a plaid skirt pantiless for one day, out shopping, I mean how hard was that??

Missy began walking around the mall in nothing but a short plaid skirt and shoes just after 10am. Missy had never done anything like that and although she would not admit it to her friend she was finding it was pretty exciting and a little arousing after getting lots of looks with her red and shite plaid skirt and long red hair. Coming up to her favourite shoe store, Missy saw a sign saying one day only, half price sale. Missy rushed up to shoe shop window, spying her all time favourite shoes are on sale for half price!

Missy could hardly believe her great fortune and quickly entered the shop only to realise that she had a problem with her plaid skirt. The skirt was pretty short, in-fact it ended just below her ass and if she bent down a little it would for sure, reveal her bare backside and if she is really not careful and bent down to her shoes the dress could expose a heck of lot more than her backside.

Missy thinking about this came up with a plan to just buy the shoes thus avoiding try them on. Smiling at the idea, Missy started to look around the shop to find the shop assistant so she could buy the shoes and continue her walk around the Mall in her pretty skirt.

“Can I help you miss?” asked Jessica, the shop assistant

“Ah sure, I would like to buy those shoes (pointing to the shoe) ah a size 5?” replied Jane

“Sure I just get them”, replied Jessica walking out back.

Missy walked around the shop waiting for the shoes to arrive. A few moments later, Jessica came back out, “ah we have only got a 4 1/2 or a 5 1/2 do you want to try them on??”

Missy thought damn, I will have to try them on as they are not the right size. Missy stood, thinking some more, before deciding, Ok, I can do this, but I just have to be very careful when I put them on. Missy looked up at the shop assistant, hoping that she would move on and serve the other customers in the shop, but seeing she was going stay, sighed silently and very carefully lowered herself down to untie her shoes.

Jessica watched Missy trying to untie her shoes, admiring her long pale freckled legs and liking the way her skirt was riding up. She could see other customers in the store but they are not as cute as her so as far as she was concerned that they could just wait!!

When Missy leant forward to remove her shoes fat old Jessica was rewarded with a great view down the open neckline of her blouse. With each time Missy would lean forward to do something with her shoes Jessica could see a large amount of her breast. Then if she leant a little more, Jessica could swear she could see what looked like a hint of nipple coming into view. With all her bending forward suddenly fat Jessica pussy felt a little wet and the other customers in the store giving her the stare, well going to wait until hell freezes over before they would elazığ escort be served.

Missy continued to bend down, unaware of the view she was giving as she slid on the second shoe over her left foot, the shoe was tighter than the other one so she was having problems adjusting the strap. Missy looked up and motioned for help, Fat nasty old Jessica blushed thinking she was busted for a second realised that she needed help much to her relief.

So nervously Jessica bent down and as she did a nasty odor came from her nasty pussy to offer her assistance. Seeing the strap was somehow stuck, Jessica reached down and pulled hard on the strap the extra effort overbalancing Missy, knocking flat on her backside. The sudden movement caused the skirt to ride up, Fat old Jessica reached out to help Missy, her eyes rooted between her legs as the skirt had ridden up enough to expose her white pale freckled thighs and a sudden flash of her bare pubic mound underneath.

Missy seeing the direction of the old ladies eyes turned beetroot red, scrambling to get up. “Are you ok, miss” asked Jessica?

“Ah yes, ah, thanks for your help” stammered Missy getting up in a hurry, hoping the shoes are ok so she can leave just leave the shop, fast.

Walking around the shop, Missy sadly realised that the shoes are much too tight and knew that although she wanted to leave, she would have to remove them before she could leave the shop. The shop assistant hovered besides her seemly sensing her thoughts. Missy turned to the shop assistant saying they are too tight then looking at her hoped that she would get the hint and go away which she seemed to ignore.

Missy, still blushing red bent very carefully down, feeling the shop assistant eyes on her every move. The shoes reluctantly came off, leaving Missy wiggling her toes in relief.

Missy then looked up at the shop assistant and released that although she was embarrassed at almost showing her everything, the looks she was giving her, well it been a while since a lady had given her those kinds of looks and it felt kind of erotic to be stared at like this while just wearing the skirt and nothing else.

Missy felt a sexual rush when she noticed the shop assistant was staring again as she tried on the shoes. All the gazes, well they started to make Missy really squirm, and she started to actually enjoying the attention of the shop assistant more and more.

Missy slowed down, taking her time to try on the other, larger pair of shoes, feeling more and more daring under her gazes even at the end she showed the shop assistant a little more leg, thinking this is really fun to be looked at like this.

By now, Jessica had a wet spot on her dress as missy showed an increasing amount of leg. Jessica was pretty sure that this pretty lady was wearing no underwear and desperately wanted to find out. Missy by now was getting turned on and managed to blush a little as she felt herself getting damp over this attention.

Missy stood parading around the room trying on the shoes to see if they would fit. Walking past a mirror, Missy checked out her erzincan escort shoes and the short skirt, noticing that her nipples, now hard were showing through. Missy wondered if the shop assistant had noticed that, guessing with a giggle that she most likely she had. Sadly the shoes were a little too big and missy walked back to her chair to remove them.

The other customers in disgust over the poor service had already walked away. missy seeing no one was in the shop, bent down until she could feel the top of her skirt riding right up her legs. Bending over as far as she dared, Missy remained bent down taking her time to remove the shoes then looking up at the shop assistant, asked if she would mind if she could have another look at back for the shoes in the correct size for her again. Fat 300ibs. Jessica by this time would have agreed to move the moon, agreed and went out back to check again.

Missy stood feeling very naughty in the empty shop. Then spying a mirror, Missy had a wicked thought to tease the shop assistant even more when she returned. With that though in mind missy walked over and next to the mirror, bent down, watching the skirt move up and up until it exposed her backside. Oops too far missy thought with a little grin should not go that far or she will see too much.

Between the show in the mirror and the gazes, Missy was feeling very turned on, looking around the empty shop, Missy wanted very much to touch her self and seeing she was still alone quickly slid a finger up her skirt and lightly caressed herself. Missy almost let out a moan as she touched herself, quickly pulling her fingers away from under her skirt. I cannot touch, thought missy, at this rate, I will end up doing something I will regret later.

The shop assistant returned, with a pair of shoes in a slightly different style. Saying she found these and would sell them for the same price if missy liked them.

Missy was not sure if she liked the new pair of shoes but decided to try them on anyway. Once again missy bent over to put them on wearing a wicked grin as she bent right over until she was sure the shop assistant could almost see her bare bum.

Fat Jessica stood staring, wishing, and hoping she would bend over just a little more, staring at her pale freckled legs and oh so wicked skirt. While she was out back, Jessica the fat old lady could not help but touch herself wishing she were on her break so he could go into the bathroom and relieve herself.

Missy did like the other shoes but she really wanted the original pair more. Missy pleaded to get a raincheck to bring in the pair of size 5 shoes at this price, Jessica said she wished she could but really was not allowed. Missy still pleading bent down, letting her skirt pull all the way up, until she heard her gasp. Looking around missy asked if she was ok. Adding was she sure that she could not get the shoes in at this price.

Jessica could now see just a hint of her bare pussy, just the lower curves of her lips. Jamming her hands into her pockets to restrain herself from reaching down and pulling the skirt right up. erzurum escort Then she remembered the reserved area and wondered if a pair was in there. Jessica shouted “I’d be back in a second as she raced out back, going to check.

Missy stood up bemused wondering if she made the poor assistant go out back to relieve herself, that idea of her doing that making missy feel very hot, making her again want to touch herself as soon as she got out of this shop.

The next second, the shop assistant returned from out back, smiling, saying she found a pair but sorry they are on hold for another customer. Missy pleaded saying please is there any chance she could return later and get the pair?

The shop assistant hummed and har’d, Missy felt with a sinking feeling that she was not going to give her the shoes. She kept on saying she could get into real trouble if the owner found out that she gave her another customer’s shoes while all the time staring at her skirt. Then finally she said she could not do it, right now it was not worth the risk.

Missy really wanted those shoes, even more so now after all of this. Nervously looking around and throwing caution to the wind, the way she kept on looking at her skirt, well it gave her an idea so looking at the shop assistant, Missy reached down and raised her skirt a little. While suggesting that that she could swap the shoes with the other size claiming it was a mistake. Jessica felt her eyes go wide at the suggestion watching nervously as missy raised the hem of skirt.

Missy feeling incredibly aroused slowly raised the skirt, not sure how far she would have to go to get the shoes. Inch by inch the skirt hem moved higher, still the shop assistant shook her head.

Higher the skirt went, exposing missy lower thighs. Still is slowly moved upwards now missy pale freckled inner thighs coming into view. Missy nervously squirmed, unconsciously opening her legs, a tear of moisture leaked out running down the side of her left leg. Missy was now in a nervous panic as the skirt was now just an inch short of revealing her pubic mound and still the shop assistant would not give her the shoes.

Fat old Jessica held out the shoes as bait, while motioning for the dress to go up. Missy defeated by her own actions, too far gone now to back out, agreed to the demand and lifted her skirt up until she exposed her bare mound.

Fat old 300ilb Jessica stared in delight, her eyes slowly looking upwards feasting on Missy and her bare pussy, her vulva lips and clit jutting out in view, signs of her arousal and wetness in plain sight as well as a odor of excitement.

Missy stood humiliated, taking the shoes from the very amused shop assistant, her body arousal dripping down her leg. Then quickly paying for the shoes in cash, Missy fled the shop, her face burning red. Missy sped through the shopping centre until she finally climbed into the safety of her car, then not caring who was around, Missy pulled up her skirt and plunging two fingers in between her legs moving them in and out until she had orgasmed hard.

Missy still aroused beyond belief, one orgasm later, plunged a third finger inside of her self while rubbing her clit with the other hand. Another orgasm came, followed by a series more, then eventually minutes later; weak and finally sedated Missy removed her fingers and started her car ready for the drive home.

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Suresh stripped naked as soon as he reached the office on Monday. Gowri was waiting for him.

Suresh crawled to her. Gowri watched the glorious sight for the umpteenth time. A 22-year old man! Naked! Completely, not a stitch on!

Crawling towards her to worship her feet. Suresh had finally started getting used to the stench. He realised that Gowri deliberately ran every morning just to make it more and more smelly but he had learnt to power through it. He sniffed and licked each toe and every part of her feet as she watched him. Sheetal was waiting for the same treatment and Suresh obediently obliged.

Suresh went through his regular routine of being ordered around by the six superior females. He brought their Coffees, massaged their feet, massaged their shoulders, licked their feet clean licked their shoes clean all completely naked. Despite this, and despite the fact that his regular work did not suffer, he still had to suffer their spanks as no one left an opportunity. They were free with their hands and constantly landed on his buttocks as he passed them. Harshitha, of course, wouldn’t drink her Coffee without pressing the hot mug against his ass. His ass would already be spanked once by someone and if not, she would do the honours herself before pressing the hot mug against the already painful area. Suresh bore all the pain silently. Earlier, he would cry in pain but now, he was used to it and bore it better. However, this only caused them to take it as a challenge and pile on more just to see the tears flow from his eyes to his naked body.

However, Suresh also knew that they admired his body and this was what kept him going. He could see their lecherous eyes all over his body and especially at his cock! They all had already admitted to him that none of their husbands/boyfriends had a tool that was anywhere as long or as thick. Sheetal had once told him that he was bigger flaccid than her husband’s fully erect cock and it was difficult not to be smug about it. He started teasing them. Like, when one of them would leave their slippers and order him to lick it clean, or when he would be licking someone’s feet, he would take time to sometimes wipe his sweat. Knowing their eyes were locked on his butt, he would do a small double jiggle with his buttocks and the women would be hot. Slowly, once the task completed, he would stand up. His Cock would stand out at a full 90 degrees and the women would just stare. Stare with lust at that gigantic specimen which would turn into frustration as they knew that they could never have it and this was the only small revenge that Suresh could take on the women who tormented him. The only bad thing was that he was not allowed to masturbate and Pari had stopped sex with him which meant he was without any release for more than a month but Harshitha had fixed it. And so, he was walking around, still naked as the day he was born amid six fully clothed women but he was walking around with a smug spring in his step.

That evening, after eskişehir escort he entertained the women with naked jumping jacks, Harshitha revealed she had used him over the weekend. This caused an instant uproar. Gowri, Sheetal and Niharika all clamoured that they deserved him for a weekend too. Pari gladly accepted to make Suresh more miserable but reiterated that she would inspect their homes to verify that it was good enough so that Suresh wouldn’t be exposed. They all agreed. Now, all that was left was to decide the order in which Suresh would serve as the naked slave for an entire weekend to each of the 3 women. Harshitha was obviously left out since she already had him for a weekend. She promptly informed Suresh that she would spank him 6 times, one for each of the 6 days (3 weekends that she was missing out). Suresh kissed her feet and thanked her for it. Pari came up with a series of games.

In the first game, Suresh would be spanked 10 times by each of them. The women would be judged based on how quickly they finish and also how much Suresh screamed.

In the second game, Suresh would lick each of them to orgasm. The women would be judged based on how long they could hold themselves.

In the last game, they would use rubber bands to sling shot paper chits on his balls. Here, it was straightforward as they got 20 points on each shot which landed perfectly on his balls. Suresh would then serve each of them completely naked for a weekend in the order of their scores.

The game hadn’t even started and Suresh was already in tears. Gowri was the first to start. She sat down on a chair and pointed to her thighs. Suresh started walking and was smacked by Pari. He understood and crawled. Knowing what they wanted, he kissed her feet.

“Please spank me 10 times, Gowri madam.”

“Gowri madam, boy! I could never get used to it. But, are you sure you want me to spank your naked ass!”

“Yes, madam. Please.” The other women laughed.

“Really?” Asked Gowri, in a mock voice of concern. “Won’t it pain? I mean, you don’t even have any clothing which might lessen the pain. And, come to think of it, why aren’t you wearing any clothes?”

This was a well-rehearsed conversation by now. Suresh knew exactly how he should reply.

“Please, Gowri madam. I am a slave and I deserve no clothes. I deserve to spanked on my naked bottoms.”

Gowri eventually “obliged” and pulled him over her knee. It was clear that she was playing to win as she attacked his buttocks. By the end of the ten hits, he was already in tears. Knowing he was getting 20 more made him cry. And then, he realised, he would have to go down on each of them. And then, he remembered, Harshitha was also remaining.

Sheetal took over next. They were all playing to win. They all wanted to be the first to be served. This meant that Suresh felt the brunt. But when Niharika came in, they knew they had a winner. Her hands moved so quickly, it was a blur. Suresh was on the floor at gaziantep escort the end, sobbing in pain. And yet, he bemoaned the fact that his cock was fully erect and hard. Not only was it shameful to be this aroused even after getting spanked, it was also just adding to the pain already in his buttocks. The women generously gave him 5 minutes before Pari pulled out her bra through her shirt and tossed it at him. The women were going to get undressed and obviously, he couldn’t see them naked. The injustice rankled him that he could not see them naked but they kept him naked nearly all the time. However, he knew more than to even think about bringing it up. A “Whoooo!” from Pari told him that the three women were naked. They had no modesty between them and had already seen all the others nude when they were being orally serviced by Suresh.

Sheetal was the first one. He was waiting on all fours and Sheetal walked towards him. As she crossed her, Sneha landed a soft smack at her naked buttocks. Sheetal smiled and shoed her hand but Pari, standing next to her landed one more. Sheetal winced playfully and then stood in front of Suresh and Suresh started moving. Blindfolded, and hands behind his back, he was to use his tongue to identify where she was. He licked the carpet for around 10 seconds before identifying her feet. He knew he had to make them come as soon as he could. However, he had his own tricks up his sleeve – a metaphorical sleeve of course, as he was not wearing any clothing. Before getting handcuffed, he had stood up. And, in full view of anyone, he just rubbed his cock with two fingers. That simple act brought their attention to it and it was once again a mesmerising sight. Massive, both in length and breadth, and when he rubbed it lightly, the women were already quite close to the edge. It was a combination of the intoxicating sight of his Elephant penis and the fact that they had not gotten laid for some time. After looking at this Anaconda, they had stopped sex for some time with their partners. It was partly because they no longer felt their partners deserved it and also because they wanted their partners to become more submissive and denial of sex was the first step. Suresh licked and licked vigorously at their pussies and they all came quite quickly. The smell, the hair and the taste was bad but he powered through and brought them all to orgasms very quickly. Sheetal won this round but only just. Niharika ended up quickest and lost a sizeable lead that she had gained the first task. She was still ahead but Sheetal had caught up.

In the last task, Sheetal was motivated. All she had to do was land 5 bullseyes and she would get ahead. She had enough experience, and the motivation was simple. All she had to do was imagine her worthless husband’s face on his balls and the chits landed without any miss. Suresh was warned that he had to stay still and he once again did it winning the admiration of every woman. Niharika came in next. She knew she giresun escort had to land three, however, she was never quite good at it. The first shot, however, landed on his balls. Suresh could neither flinch nor cup his balls and yet, it was on fire. He desperately wanted to rub his balls but he knew he had to wait. Gowri was out of the running and Niharika knew she just had to land two more. However, she missed the next three and Sheetal let out a cry of victory. As Niharika pulled up her last chit, Sheetal stopped her.

“It doesn’t matter either way. You have lost.”

“But, I was entitled to 5 shots.”

“Come on, look at the poor baby”. Both Niharika and Gowri, who was waiting for her turn, stared at Suresh. It was true that, Niharika couldn’t win and Gowri was already out of the running. At the sight of the naked 22-year old, clutching his balls and ass and writhing in pain, they softened. Gowri first came to him. She lifted him up easily and uncuffed him. Suresh lost no time and started rubbing his privates. His balls and ass were all on fire and he cried in pain while the women watched calmly. Gowri sat down on a chair, pulled him to her and pressed his head against her breasts. Suresh cried like a baby. Gowri saw the pain he was in and stood up. She tossed her chudi tops aside and pressed him against her open cleavage. Suresh threw his arms around her as they all converged around him and got into a group hug. They lay in that position for more than ten minutes, as Suresh’s pain finally lessened.

They all eventually got dressed and were leaving one by one. Suresh wasted no time and got clothed. However, as Harshitha left, he called her.

“Harshitha, a word.”

“No madam, naked boy?” Harshitha asked severely.

“I am not talking to a master now. I am talking to a woman I hooked up with.”

The others oohed and aahed. They all loved Suresh even more on those rare occasions that he stood up to them like this.

“We will be waiting outside, naked boy” pari and Sneha left. Gowri, Sheetal and Niharika all left after giving a full kiss on his lips. Sheetal informed him that she couldn’t wait for him to serve her naked in her house. He was alone with Harshitha who smiled at him.

“Well, I wanted to know if you want to get together tomorrow or the day after.”

“Yeah, But I want to make sure that we are not exclusive. I mean, you are making out with 5 other women right in front of me.”

“Yes, I know. And, as it turns out, I am not available over the weekends, so we have to-“

“We will make it work, naked boy!” Harshitha replied as Suresh got a call. It was Pari.

“Naked boy! We are going to inspect Sheetal’s house tonight. So, you can stay with Harshitha tonight as well. We will be staying over at her place for a girls’ night.”

“Yes, madam. Thank you, madam.”

Suresh conveyed the info to Harshitha. “Oh! In that case-” Harshitha replied an started taking her shirt off.

“What are you doing?”

“Do you want me to stop?” Harshitha asked sternly as she started unzipping her cutoffs.

“Oh! No way in hell.” And, in a panic, Suresh nearly tore his clothes off and rushed to Harshitha. They didn’t even bother turning a single light off as they banged again and again that night in the office.

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It was late next morning when Madison, lying naked as usual in her bed, got a text from Dan.

“Hey there,” he began. “We had a lot of fun last night, and I know you did too.”

“Thanks,” Madison wrote back simply. She felt exhausted, and despite her history of lewd behavior, she actually felt ashamed. She had let seven guys use her holes the night before. Seven! She shuddered after the thought.

“Eww!” She said to herself. “Eww eww eww!” Six of the guys she had only met an hour or so before. She didn’t know any of their names, nothing about them at all. And she had allowed them to just – use her! Use her like a toy and toss her aside! She may have been an exposed webslut, but she had never felt so disgusting.

“I really have to stop behaving like a slut,” she thought. “I mean – internet exposure and everything that comes with it is one thing. But at least it can’t get me pregnant, and at least I can’t catch anything doing it. And – and I don’t know if – like, I could probably make excuses for that,” she lied to herself. “But how do you make excuses for letting yourself get gangbanged by a room full of guys you just met and don’t know their names? I really am turning into a slut. Or maybe I’ve already turned into one.”

Madison’s self-deprecating thoughts were interrupted, however, by another text from Dan.

“Glad you came clean to me last night. You know, about the whole Webslut Madison thing. I’ve been watching your videos all morning. I mean, holy shit. That is raw. I honestly can’t believe some of it!”

“Thanks,” Madison said nonchalantly. “I get really into it sometimes.”

“Yeah, no shit!” Dan replied. “I mean, I can believe it. Believe it all. And I do, because I know you, and I know how much of a slut you are. I knew it that day outside our class last year when you had it written on your body and I took you back to my apartment and fucked you. But damn! Some of that shit it just hot as hell!”

“Anything in particular?” Madison asked. She rolled over onto her back and softly stroked her pussy.

“Ohhhh, fuck. Here we go again. Just a dumb used up gangbanged shown off slut and I’m already getting turned on because Dan likes my videos,” she thought. “I’m – I’m just such a slut for wanting it like this.”

“Yeah, definitely. The one where you pounded your throat with that dildo, holy fuck. I didn’t know a girl could enjoy destroying her own throat until she cried, even a nasty slut like you. The one where you had to have that stranger write slut on you. The one where you were naked in the snow, freezing your tits off and talking about how you don’t deserve clothes. Slapping the shit out of your own face. Begging to be exposed all over, begging for your life to be ruined. Damn, Madison! I want to make it happen!”

“Please, Dan,” she began. “Don’t take that too seriously. I know you could do it if you wanted to.”

“It’s going to happen whether I do it or not.”

“Probably. I’m kinda fucked. It’s just a matter of time before anyone can google my name and find it. Find everything. And before my friends and my parents find out. God, I’m going to be so humiliated and so fucked.”

“Yeah, probably.” Madison started stroking her pussy more heavily, sliding two fingers in between her moistening lips.

“You really want it don’t you? Dan asked.

“I don’t know. I mean I used to think it was just a hot fantasy. But I basically can’t cum without it and I know if and when it happens I’m going to cum so hard.”

“You dirty little slut. You’re probably fingering yourself right now just thinking about it, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” Madison admitted. “But please, can we let this go on, get me more spread around and irreversibly exposed so I completely lose control before my life is actually ruined?” Madison asked. She closed her eyes, thinking about how stupid she was for actually wanting that, for actually wanting her reputation ruined forever and to be completely humiliated for it. She could have just turned into a cum slut that sucked every cock in sight and had a reputation for that – at least she’s still be able to teach! Slowly, she slid two fingers inside her aching pussy and took a deep breath.

“I can’t wait to get my fucking life and reputation ruined forever,” she whispered to herself as she arched her back and slipped into an alternate reality.

Madison came hard again that morning. That night, she met Dan for dinner, and he told her what he had planned. He wanted her to go to the auditorium on a Tuesday night and he would tell her the rest.

She showed up, of course, two Tuesdays later, and after being blindfolded and wearing noise-canceling earphones, depriving her of sight and sound, she walked onto the stage and sat in a chair.

“Take off your shirt,” Dan ordered, speaking into her headphones, once she was seated.

“Dan?! Are you crazy? Right here?”

“Yes, slut. You know you want to.”

A million thoughts rushed through Madison’s mind. “Who is in the auditorium?” She thought. “Sure, it could be nobody, kahramanmaraş escort just a way to heighten my arousal without actually showing me off. But when has Dan ever done that? He just made me fuck a room full of his friends I had barely met!”

Her thoughts raged on. “What if – fuck, what if he filled the room with a bunch of our classmates and he’s finally doing it, making me expose myself and show them what I really am, just an exposed, shown off, passed-around slut?” The thought was terrifying. After all, she certainly wasn’t sure she wanted to be outed in front of her entire class. But she was also incredibly aroused at the thought – the thought of being made to strip on stage in front of those same people. “Am I crazy?!” She thought.

“Dan, I – I mean sort of, but – but – who’s out there?”

“Don’t worry about that, sweetie,” Dan said with a chuckle.

“But – I mean – it could be, like – anybody. Everybody, our whole class…”

“Is that who you want it to be, Madison?”

“No!” She half-lied.

“Now, listen. I know you love to be exposed, and you know it too, don’t you?”

“I mean – well- he’s, but -“

“And do you think I’d make you do something like this – strip, here – if I thought you didn’t actually want it deep down?”

The question baffled Madison for a minute. “Deep down? She thought. “I mean, deep down I want to be exposed in front of everybody, classmates, old friends, my parents’ neighbors, old teachers…deep down I want to be reduced to nothing but the most famous whore on the internet. But I’m reality…”

“Madison?” Dan asked, breaking her train of thought.

“Yeah. I mean, deep down, sure,” she said without thinking. “Wait,” she thought. “What am I saying? Deep down do I want that, or is it just a hot fantasy that I’ve come way too close to fulfilling? Deep down has to just be a fantasy!

“Then take it off,” came the instructions again. Shit, thought Madison, too late.

“Take it off now. Or everyone you know gets a little surprise – a video of sweet, innocent little Madison being the willing target of a gangbang!”

“Fuck!” She thought. She knew she really didn’t have much choice. She knew she didn’t want THAT to happen, and she had basically given Dan permission to force her, blackmail her into furthering her exposure. Plus, her pussy was starting to get wet.

Slowly, Madison lifted her shirt. It was a slightly- cropped T-shirt, only showing an inch or so of her stomach, the kind of shirt she knew she’d have to either cut up or get rid of if she really committed to dressing like a slut full-time at the beginning of the next year. And slowly, more and more of Madison’s stomach was exposed, and then her chest, as she carefully pulled the shirt off over her blindfold and her headphones.

“There,” she said. “Happy?” She sighed, a little relieved that nothing important was actually showing. But Dan had other ideas, of course.

“Okay. Now let me help you out of those shorts,” he said as he tugged on the button. Her shorts were denim and short, a hint of her ass visible from the rear. Dan grabbed the top hem and pulled down, taking her panties with the shorts as he roughly, quickly pulled the shorts down to her knees and then off over her feet.

“Spread your legs!” Dan ordered.

“Dan, are you – are you making me get naked – here? Who’s out there? What if somebody comes in?”

“I know you like being exposed. You’re a Webslut for a reason!” He said. He was already behind her, unclasping her bra.

“Dan! Not to the whole school!” She pleaded. “Who’s out there? Hello?” She called. But of course, she couldn’t hear a thing.

Dan unhooked her bra and pulled it over her shoulders.

“Fuck! Dan!” He didn’t respond, he just slapped her across the face, then whispered into the headset he was wearing, the one that was connected by Bluetooth to Madison’s headphones.

“We both know how much you love being exposed. What a little whore you are. You love being shown off, don’t you, Madison?”

“Dan, please – I don’t even – I can’t -” she stammered. She folded her arms across her chest, covering her exposed tits as she sat in her chair, quivering, her mind racing. “I can’t fucking strip naked here! There could be a hundred other students here! Or five hundred!” She thought. For all she knew, Dan had set up this elaborate scheme to expose her as a slut – or even as a Webslut – to the whole school! It would spread like wildfire! Everyone she knew – or everyone from school, at least – would be watching her videos, and see her getting gang banged, see her intentionally roughing up her throat, her face – she’d be ruined!

Dan leaned over and stroked her panty-covered pussy. “Mmmmm, so wet,” he whispered.

“Fuck! Why do I want this!” Madison thought. “Why do I get so damned turned on every time I think about being exposed, shown off, outed to the whole school!”

“You’re such a fucking dirty little slut and you know it,” Dan continued.

“Ohhhhh!” kastamonu escort Madison moaned as he pressed two fingers through her panties and into her pussy.

“Stand up. Put your arms down and take these off.”

“Dan? Please?” She begged. But as she spoke the words, her body betrayed her. She was already rising from the chair.

“Now, slut. Or I’m taking your clothes and leaving and calling everyone I know to watch the dumb almost naked slut try to get back to her apartment in just a skimpy pair of panties!”

“How many, Dan?! She inquired as she stood, the nervousness readily apparent in her voice. “How many are out there?” She asked shakily.

“I’m not telling you that!”

“Dan!”

“You loved stripping in front of all my friends, getting groped, felt up, used, didn’t you?”

When there was no response, he slapped her hard in the face.

“Didn’t you?” He asked again.

“Y-yes,” she squeaked.

“Why?” Dan asked. Madison stood, her arms covering her tits, and Dan exploited this by running his fingers over her thin panties, arousing her even more.

“B-because,” Madison said. “Damn it,” she thought. “I’m too horny to stop, he’s going to fucking break me to where I can’t stop myself!”

Dan slapped her even harder this time. “Because why, slut?!” He demanded.

That slap took Madison from one universe to another. Before she was a college girl, struggling against feelings of shame and embarrassment, and afterward, she felt like such a whore, but she was intensely aroused by those same feelings. She felt low, pathetic, even worthless. It brought back all the feelings she felt during her month of denial – how she was an object, not a person. How her purpose was to please others, not herself, even if it meant complete ruination of her mind, her career, her life, in order to give others that pleasure.

“B-because I’m a worthless exhibitionist slut and I – and I get off on being – being shown off and -“

“And humiliated?”

“Yes! Yes, and humiliated!”

“Good. Now put your arms down and take off your panties!”

Madison shook her head. She just couldn’t bring herself to do it. Dan, seeing this, reached out and grabbed her panties and ripped them to her ankles, exposing her neatly shaven cunt.

“Dan!” Madison shrieked. She instantly moved one arm to cover her exposed pussy, trying her best to cover both tits with the other arm. Dan coolly walked around to her backside as she stood there, slightly bent, but not moving a muscle. He slowly began running his finger through her ass crack, over her sphincter, as she tried her best not to moan.

“You’re loving this, aren’t you, slut?”

“Y-yes, I – I need it, Dan!”

“What do you need? Tell me.”

“I need them all to know – to know what a slut I am!”

“Then sit down, spread your legs wide, and tell them how much of a slut you are while you fuck yourself.”

Madison swallowed. Was he really ordering her to masturbate in front of a room full of people? She wondered. But she had already been betrayed by her sexual urges, and no matter how much the sane, conservative, future teacher in her wanted to run away, the desperate, depraved slut in her wanted nothing more than to be humiliated.

Dan took her hand and led her to the chair. Slowly, she sat, her whole body shaking as she turned around and placed her ass in the chair before scooting it forward, toward the audience. Dan picked up her left leg and placed it neatly on the arm of the chair.

“Dan! What are you doing? What is that?!” She squealed. She felt fabric against her ankle and tried to tug, but it was no use – her leg was fastened securely, tied to the lower front part of the chair arm. Before she knew it, as she struggled against the restraint, her right ankle was receiving the same treatment.

“Dan, I’m – I’m spread wide open!” She cried.

“Shut up. You know you like it, slut. Now tell us all what you are while you fuck yourself.”

“Dan?! Are you crazy?!”

“No. If anyone’s crazy here, it’s you! Now tell me what you are!”

“Dan, I – this is – I’m – this is scary! Take it – the blindfold! Take it off me, please, Dan!”

“Just tell us all you’re a slut,” he said, chuckling. Of course, he made no move toward loosening her blindfold. Her arms were free, he reasoned, and she could have removed it herself if she was truly not enjoying this. And for her part, Madison made no effort to remove it either.

Several seconds passed, punctuated by a hard slap to the right side of Madison’s face. “Now!” Dan said, more harshly this time.

Madison bit her lip, trying her damnedest not to give away the arousal she felt. She paused for a moment, fear washing over her, part of her wanting to just rip the blindfold off and see how badly she was being exposed – how many people were watching her. But her hand betrayed her, it slowly crept toward her spread-open, wet, throbbing pussy.

“What are you, Madison?” Dan practically shouted. He kayseri escort hit her again, harder this time, forcing her head to turn to the right.

Madison trembled. She let out a surprised but electrified utterance, spread her legs a little wider, and felt her throbbing cunt with her hand. Slowly she opened her mouth. “I – I’m just a slut,” she said softly.

“Louder.” He hit her again.

“I said I’m a slut!” She said loudly.

“Good. And you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“God, yes!”

“You like being exposed, shown off, humiliated, isn’t that right?” He slapped her again.

“Ohhhh! Yes sir!”

“And you like being slapped in the face. It makes you feel like a whore, doesn’t it?” He placed his hand under her chin, squeezing her throat as he spoke to her.

“Yes, I – I am – I’m such a whore!”

“Good. Now prove it. Fuck yourself.”

Madison slowly inserted two fingers into her wet, waiting slit, shivering in excitement as she did. She breathed heavily but steadily, trying not to reveal how much this was actually turning her on. If Dan knew that – he’d make her strip in front of the class or something equally ridiculous, she thought. And as soon as she thought about this, her mind slipped into a perverted fantasy.

“Front of the class, slut!” Dan commanded in her fantasy. “Clothes off. Now! Show them what you are!”

Tears fell from Madison’s face as she rose and walked slowly to the front of the room, her short skirt not quite covering her ass and her tiny top not doing much to cover her breasts or her back. She couldn’t believe what she was doing – following orders, yes, but intentionally and knowingly ruining her reputation in the process – in front of possibly the most important class of her career. It was a class full of students who had pledged to become teachers, to bring up the next generation of young minds. And there she was, among them, just a slut for exposure and use.

“Turn around!” She heard him command. “Shirt off. Show them all. You know how much you need this!”

Madison began to cry harder as she reached for the bottom of her shirt, which was only about three inches from the bottom of her tits. Her whole stomach was already on display, along with some cleavage. Slowly, she raised her shirt, her breasts falling out as she had not worn a bra that day. She looked down briefly and pulled the shirt over her head, exposing the word “slut” written in large letters in red marker across her chest. Her whole class stared at the topless, exposed beauty in front of them, mouths open.

“Explain it, tell them – tell them what you are!”

“I – I mean -” Madison began. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she sniffled. “I’m – I’m a slut,” she said with a sigh. Just then, her arousal took over and she could not stop herself.

“I’m a nasty, stupid – dumb degraded slut! I just – I want to be – to be exposed for you all, for everyone. I want this. I want to be slapped and degraded and called filthy names. I want my reputation ruined.”

“Skirt off!” Madison nodded, too turned on to reply, and quickly slid the skirt down to the floor and stepped out of it, revealing her shaved pussy as she has not worn panties either.

“I’m online everywhere,” she explained. “I’m Webslut Madison. Google me. Spread me around. Fuck, film me now, I want it. I want to be ruined so bad, I -“

“Didn’t you fucking hear me?” Dan slapped her, jolting her back to reality. “I said tell them how much you love to be exposed.”

“I love it,” she said to the auditorium. “I’m a webslut. Webslut Madison, I’m all over the internet, please just use me, spread me -“

“I watched all your filthy videos, slut,” said Dan. He slapped her tit this time, and she plunged a third finger into her pussy.

“You know which one was my favorite?”

“Please, please tell me!” She said as she fingered herself harder.

“Well, I liked the one where you destroyed your own throat with a dildo. Such a sick little whore. And I liked the one where you begged to be ruined- have your life completely ruined forever.”

“Ohhhhh fuck yes, Dan! I want it!” Madison could not stop herself now. “Show me off to the whole school, the class, make me a bigger slut! Make me dress like a whore every day. Make me write slut on my stomach and show the whole class! Tell everyone what I am – who I am! Make me regret it and ruin me, ohhhhhh!”

Dan took a step back and watched the events he had set in motion unfold.

“Please, Dan! Please tell me you’ll help me- ohhhh, hell me ruin myself! Ohhhh fuck, help me destroy my life and reputation! I need it!”

“You do. Don’t you? You really want it!”

“Ohhhh fuck yes! I hope there’s a hundred people watching me, no – two hundred! I hope they all tell their friends! I hope I’m completely outed! I hope they tell my parents! I want this Dan, ohhhhh fuck, fuck, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, ohhhh god!”

Madison shook violently as she exploded into orgasm. A million thoughts raced through her head. Who was watching her? How many? How many now knew her dirty little secret? Oh, God, it was so, so humiliating – and she was loving it!

“Ohhhh God, come here and fuck me, Dan! Come here and fuck me and tell me what a dirty little whore I am!” She begged.

“You are a dirty little whore, but I’m not fucking you,” he said with a smirk.

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The continuing adventures of some of Valerie’s many flashing experiences in public

At this time we had been married about 10 years and hundreds of men had seen Valerie nude or close to it. But she has not let anyone touch her but me. This came to an end one night while we were camping. Val had worn a white one piece to the pool that day; of course she had cut the lining out. The only ones there were 4 teenage boys, and Valerie was having fun talking and flirting with these boys, and they were just staring at her nipples showing through the thin top. I got a chance to talk to the boys along later; they were all about 18 years of age. I asked if they would like to see more of her, of course they said yes!

I told them to be at the pool about 11pm that night, because my wife and I like to swim before we go to bed, which is true. And that she usually didn’t wear much at night, which is also true. I told Valerie what was going on, so we came up with a plan. We went to the store and bought her some very thin, white, string bikini panties. That night we got to the pool, the boys were already there. Val was wearing her panties under long jean pants and a very short cut-off mans undershirt, as a top. I climbed in the pool and told Val that the water was perfect, and to please go get the towels.

Val came back and put the towels on a chair. She acted like she didn’t want to come in. I asked her why, and said because she didn’t have her swimsuit on. I asked her was she wearing underwear, she said yes. I said take your pants off and come on in that I didn’t think the boys would mine. They all said no, not at all, come on in. So Val stood up and walked to the edge of the pool and slowly unzipped her jeans and then slowly slid them down her legs. Val stepped out of the jeans, leaving them at the edge of the pool. She stepped into the water and when the water was about waist deep. I told her to stop. Val looked at me, and I said to her.

“Don’t leave your jeans there, they will get wet, go put them on the chair with the towels.” Val turned around and climbed out of the pool. The wet underwear did what we had hoped for. You could clearly see the crack of Val’s ass. She picked up the jeans and put them in the chair. When she turned around, you could almost hear the boy’s jaws hit the water. The front was so sheer you could she Val’s slit. When she joined me in the pool, I told her the panties worked out better than we had planned. Then I told her, so that the boys could hear. Time to get those tits wet, so we can see them better. As she slowly lowered herself in the water, she also lowered her underwear. As she lifted herself out of the water, she slipped me her panties, which I put in my shorts pocket.

The boys were staring at Val’s wet top; none of them had any idea that that was all she wore. I ask Val to dip down and come quickly. She did, and with anticipated results, her tits were completely bare. The boys were getting an eyeful. I asked her do dip a couple more times, she did. The boys loved it. Then Valerie walked over to the boys and said, “This top isn’t covering much. Do you mind if I take it off?” Of course the boys said “no.” She took it off and tossed it towards our chair. She shook her tits at the boys then swam off towards me. She gave me a big hug and kiss, saying, “This is fun.” I asked her, “How would you like to let the boys fill up your tits?” She looked at me, then the boys, and said, “OK.” So I went over to the boys and asked then if they would like to feel her tits. Big smiles came across their faces and Val started over. Valerie lined the boys against one of the walls and let one boy at a time, fill her up.

When she finished with the last boy, I pulled her away. Why don’t you let them do it again, only this time, why don’t you reach down and fill them up. She smiled and said, “Great idea.” Val went over asking the boys if they wanted to do it again. While the first boy was filling her up, I saw his eyes bulge open, I figured she struck home. I couldn’t resist an urge, so I pulled out my hard dick, and slid it up between the cheeks of her naked ass. After she had felt up and been felt up by the last boy. I told her to go away a couple of minutes; I wanted to talk to the boys. I asked the boys if they were enjoying themselves and if they were done or wanted to continue. Then one of they boys said that she had grabbed him, the other chimed in saying that she had grabbed them too. I said that’s all right, and that she had asked me if she could. I said, ” Why don’t ya’ll surprise her, have your pants down and let her grab you bare dicks this time.” We called Valerie back over and that the boys wanted her to go down the line again. I gave her a kiss and shoved a finger up her pussy.

Telling her to have fun. She did something different this time; she started at the second boy in line then went to the first. I looked down and could tell that she had a dick in both hands. She then went to the third, then forth boy. While she was in front of the forth boy. I pulled out Val’s panties and held them up for all the boys could see. I told the boys to form a hatay escort circle around Valerie and to fill her up all at the same time. Boy, I wish I had a camera to take a picture of the look of sheer pleasure on Val’s face. After a couple of minutes of the four boys filling her up, I told them to stop for now. I pulled Valerie away to talk to her. She called me a rat, but she loved me for it, and that she was horny. She said the boys were putting their fingers in her pussy and up her ass.

I asked if she would like to try something she had never done before? She said “What?” Knowing how much Valerie loves to suck my cock. I asked her if she would like to suck off those four boys, and that as young and horny as they were, that it would probably take 5 minutes total. She thought about it for a few seconds and said “Ok, but only if you fuck me in front of them when I’m done cause I’m going to be very horny. I smiled and said “Sure, No problem.” I told the boys to sit on the edge of the pool, with their pants down, if they wanted a blowjob.

All the boys were on the edge in a flash. Valerie came over and started to suck like there was no tomorrow. The first lasted about 30 seconds, the second about the same, the third might have lasted 15 seconds The last boy had the biggest dick of the four and Val had to work a little harder on him, he must have lasted about 2 minutes. As Valerie was sucking the last bit of cum, I laid a towel on the pool deck, laid on my back, knees at the edge and feet in the pool, with my dick straight in the air. Valerie climbed out of the pool, turn to face the boys, who were only about 3 to 5 feet away, and slowly lowered herself until I was deep inside her.

As soon as she bottomed out she had an orgasm. She started to ride me, leaning back to give the boys a clear view of my cock sliding in and out of her pussy. Since the moon was bright, the boys had very little problem watching. Valerie was looking right into the boys’ eyes at the same time. I lasted about 5 minutes before I came, with Val cumming the same time. I got up, put on my shorts, picked up all clothes and towels. Valerie walked to the edge of the pool and stood right above the boys with her legs spread wide, so the boys could see my cum dripping out her pussy. And said to them, “I hope you young men enjoyed yourselves tonight, cause I know I did! Thanks, bye!” With that she turn and walked to the car naked, never to see those boys again.

The next morning before we packed up and went home. We decided to go to “McDonalds” for breakfast. Valerie put on her white bikini top and her “junk” shorts. Her junk shorts were the old pair of cut off short-short jeans that she had worn before we got married. They were cut off so short that the bottoms of her ass cheeks were visible. The crotch had only the seam holding it together and the frayed edges hiding a little more. Both sides were ripped up to the waistband and frayed. The seats of the shorts were worn very thin, and a couple of holes had developed over the cheeks showing bare skin. A couple of old ladies gave Val a look of discuss while we placed our orders, but none of the men seemed to mind.

When we went to sit down, Valerie noticed a man in his early 20’s sitting by his self. She found a booth so she could sit directly across from him. The man kept looking under our table. You could tell he could not believe what he was seeing. But I knew what he was looking at. I knew the small seam of the cutoffs was wedged deep in her slit, with the pussy lips wrapping around the outside of the seam. All in plain view. When we left, Val looked right at him and winked.

There was also a game Val and I use to play just before our first kid was born. We use to go up the road a few miles out of town and park the car along side the road at night, usually backed in an old unused driveway. When we would see a big truck coming toward us, Valerie would get out of the car naked and lean against the driver side front fender facing the truck. I wish I could have seen the drivers’ faces when a naked lady leaning against a car appeared in their headlights. I know I could hear them come out of the gas and hit the brakes almost every time. Val would get back in the car and we would go down the road to another spot.

We did this about a dozen times in all. We bought us a portable C.B. radio after our second time so we could hear the truckers talking about her. It was always funny to hear one trucker telling another about the naked lady along side of the road. A few of the truckers came down that road regularly and couple got to see her a couple of times. Val’s show was getting to be the talk of the airwaves along that road. Val started out just standing there with legs spread, then she started to smile and wave also. About the fourth or fifth time out there she would be waving with one hand and playing with her pussy with the other. Then Val became pregnant and winter set in, and that bit of fun ended.

In the early 80’s, Valerie had a floor length black nylon silk disco skirt. It was slit all the way to the waistband; the elastic ığdır escort waistband was only 1/2 inch wide. Val wore this skirt just about everywhere, usually with a bodysuit but sometimes with just a halter-top; the slit was usually on the side. But when we went dancing she would put it in front of one leg causing it to split open easily. If you happened to be at the right angle, you might be lucky enough to see a flash of bush. Val also liked wearing it and her tie gauze top when we went to see some sex flick at the porn movie theater. As soon as Valerie walked in the door she would put the slit directly in front. As she walked down to the front of the theater, the people would turn to see Val’s bush flashing into view as she walked. Val liked sitting up towards the front because there was more light, making it easier for others to see her.

As Valerie sat down, the skirt would fall away to the sides, leaving her bush in plain view of anyone. After a few men moved closer to get a better view. I would reach over, untie the top, and start playing with her tits. I would eventually put my hand between Valerie’s legs and finger her. Valerie enjoyed it when I put my fingers in her pussy while people watched. Valerie would usually bend over and suck me off; a couple times she got up and sat on my lap. Fucking herself as strangers watched. When Val and I left she always made sure the slit was pulled apart so her whole area below the waist was totally open for view. She always let the skirt go before we exited the theater and usually twisted the slit to the side a little. A couple of times she left the slit in front as we walked down the sidewalk to the car.

Valerie and I moved to a small town on the gulf coast of Florida and both got new jobs, so flashing decreased a lot for a couple of years. Valerie is a schoolteacher, so she has to watch her behavior in town, and also because we had problems getting time off together. One Thanksgiving, she got her chance. We had to drive about 5 hours to my family’s house. Valerie decided to wear a short button down dress. We had no more than pulled out our driveway, when she started unbuttoning the dress. When it was unbuttoned and spread wide open. She said, “I’ve really missed doing this.” The only time Valerie buttoned the dress was when we stopped at a rest area on I-10, and then it was only two or three buttons.

When we got to Daytona, we got to our motel and decided to go dancing that night. Valerie pulled out a little halter dress, which she made, and that I knew nothing about. It was red with a 10 to 12 inch skirt. The waist of the skirt rode low, about 3 or 4 inches below her belly button. The halter went around her neck straight down to her skirt. The two pieces did not meet; they were about 2 inches apart at the skirt. Her belly button was in plain view, right between the red material of her halter. The bottom part of the halter was about 6 inches wide. All you could see from the back was the small skirt and the material around her neck. All I could say was “Wow.” I’m glad it was a warm night that night, because that dress and a pair of 4 inch heeled white sandals was all she wore.

Since it was the middle of the week, there were only about six couples there. I think Valerie was disappointed, because there weren’t many people there to show off to. After we had been there about half an hour, a very familiar face came through the front door. It was one of my best friends in high school. I got Bill’s attention and waved him over. I introduced him to Val and asked him to join us. We started to ask the usual questions, about jobs, families, and so on. But I noticed Bill’s eyes kept taking a look at Val’s top.

Finally I asked, “Do you like Valerie dress? She just made it and this is the first time she’s wore it out.” He said he loved it, but that his wife would never wear anything like that. I told Val to stand up and model the rest of the dress. I thought Bill was going to have a heart attack. Valerie and Bill hit it off real good and I asked Bill if he would like a turn dancing with Val. He jumped at the chance. They danced one moderate song and one slow dance. When they returned to the table I noticed a bulge in Bill’s pants. I wondered if he knew that Valerie had no underwear on. I knew that it was time to have some fun. The next slow song that came up, I asked Val to dance.

While we were dancing, I told her that when her back was to Bill I was going to raise the back of her skirt so Bill could see her bare ass. She just smiled and gave me a kiss. When I saw that Bill was watching us, I pulled up the skirt. His reaction was priceless; both feet hit the floor, he sat straight up in the chair, and his mouth fell open. When we go back to the table, I looked at him and said, “She has a nice ass, doesn’t she?” He just nodded his head. I told him that Valerie loves to show off and that we’ve been doing things like this for years. Then Val called out Bill’s name, when he turned to look. Valerie pulled her top apart and showed Bill her tits.

We found out that Bill was staying at the same motel we were, so we decided ısparta escort to go back to our room. Since the motel only a block away, we just walked back there. Valerie was in a teasing mood. She would grab our asses and crotches, then jump away. We would catch her then grab her tits, ass, or pussy, while she laugh and squealed. She also would walk ahead of us and flashed us. We all went to our room first. Valerie no more got in the door, when she kicked off her shoes and dropped her dress on the floor. Saying, “There, that’s a lot more comfortable.”

I looked at Bill and said, “Come on in and close the door, we don’t want uninvited guest.” Now, Valerie was a virgin when we got married and has never fucked another man but me. I have told Valerie that I had dreamed of watching her with another man, and had we even talked about bringing in another man for a threesome, Val was interested in the idea but said she didn’t know anyone she was interested in. But by looking at the glazed look in her eyes, I knew she was ready and willing to give it a go.

As Bill closed the door Val came over to me and whispered that she wanted to fuck us both, and I said, “I know you do. Do Bill first so I can watch.” Valerie walked over to Bill grabbed his crotch and gave him a big kiss. Then she started to undress him, he looked over at me and I said, “Go on and do whatever she wants you to do, and enjoy yourself. I’ve always wanted to see her with another man.” After Val had gotten him completely naked, she got on her knees and started to suck on his dick. I had never seen my wife like this, and she looked so beautiful and sexier than ever. I just had to take my clothes off and get involved.

Val stopped sucking Bill’s dick and told me to sit on the bed and watch, and not to jerk off. I was next and she didn’t want me to waste my juice. Valerie got off the floor, and got on her hands and knees at the edge of the bed and told Bill to “bring that cock over here and shove it up my pussy.” Bill was over there and in that hole in one second. He banged away a couple of minutes and let out a roar as he came. Before he had pulled out, Val told me to get my cock over there and to fuck the hell out of her. I have never had sloppy seconds before, so I was surprised how warm and slippery her pussy was. I banged away about 5 minutes before we both came and collapsed on the bed. Val told Bill to sit on the bed next to me, and then she proceeded to suck and lick both our dicks hard again.

Valerie then told us she wanted to fuck both of us at the same time. She put both of us on our knees facing each other, and then she got on her hands and knees between us. She took one cock in her cunt and one in her mouth. She fucked and sucked like that awhile, then turned and swapped ends. Bill shot his load in Val’s mouth first. Val loves swallowing cum, so see told me to stop while she sucked Bill dry. She then turn to me and sucked me till I was dry. Valerie went into freak mode that night and wanted us to fuck her every way possible. We even took turns fucking her in the ass. After we had all exhausted ourselves, Bill got dressed, gave Val a kiss and went to his room. He had an early meeting in the morning, and had to get so rest. We have gotten together with Bill a couple more times since then, but that is the only other man Val has let screw her. Valerie is more into flashing than swapping!

About this time, Valerie also had a cute outfit she wore a lot. It was a white deep plunge halter bodysuit with a thong back. She usually wore this with a very short jean skirt. I bet the skirt wasn’t more than 14-inches. The skirt just covers her ass, just the smallest bending at the waist and the bottom of her ass cheek come into view. The white bodysuit wasn’t that thick and you could make out the dark nipples thought the material. We had gone out to a movie one night and when we returned to the motel, Valerie decided she wanted to get in the hot tub. She didn’t pack a swimsuit so she said she would wear the bodysuit.

Val removed the skirt and wrapped a towel around her waist. I hadn’t brought a suit either, so Val suggested that I wear my black bikini underwear. I’ve worn these underwear on the beach before, you cannot tell the difference unless your 5 feet away. There was nobody in the hot tub when we arrived. Val got in first while I turned on the timer. When I got in, Val stood up and she looked almost naked in the wet thin white bodysuit. Well you know that this doesn’t bother her, I was more surprised when she decided to leave it on.

About 15 minutes later, a young couple showed up and asked if they could join us. They were both in their early 20’s and were on their honeymoon. The girl was wearing a string bikini and the boy had on a pair of Speedo’s. They couldn’t see Val’s outfit because of the bubbles. Valerie had been sitting on my lap facing me and we were kissing and filling each other up when the couple arrived. Val had removed my underwear, they were behind my head on the edge of the tub, and Val was stroking my hard-on it as the two got in the tub. After the two settled down, Val stood up and told the kids that we didn’t bring our swimwear and that she decided to wear the only bodysuit she brought and that she hoped they didn’t mind it being see-through. They said not to worry that they understood and didn’t care in the least.

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Adjusting to life at the Vocational College for Girls was difficult for Lisa, as it was for most of the new girls. There are numerous stories detailing the many facets of VCG life that the girls have trouble accepting. The VCG girls are well aware that the institution is an alternative to prison. The girls also understand that they have to perform community service as part of their punishment. However, the girls have trouble coping with the fact that the small town profits from the presence of the VCG girls because they’re forced to wear skimpy little outfits in public while they work. This inspires men from miles around to visit the small town and the money these men spend accounts for most of the town’s revenue. The main attraction for these men is watching the VCG girls perform their community service in various states of undress. In return, the businesses give kickbacks to the teachers and staff of the VCG, which of coarse is not reported to the state.

There are stories of how the girls are treated in their dormitory. They don’t have any privacy because the doors were removed from the shower room and bedrooms. The girls can’t understand why the guards have to be men and why these men only seem to be present when there’s a chance of catching the girls without any clothes on. The men could wait outside of the shower room, but they always have to wander in when the girls are naked. This also includes the janitor. He constantly cleans the shower room while the girls are bathing or changing their clothes. The girls feel as if they’re always being watched.

There are also stories describing how the girls are treated while attending their academic classes. Both the male and female teachers are sadistic. They love to punish the girls for poor academic performance by making them disrobe in front of everyone, including visitors. The teachers have a tendency to pick on a particular student and ask her questions that she couldn’t possibly know. Sometimes the punishment can go as far as a bare ass spanking. The female teachers are the worst offenders. They invite their boyfriends, high-ranking officials or even high school boys to visit their class. Then the female teachers will try to impress their guests by finding creative ways to make the girls take their clothes off, solely for the visitors’ entertainment.

Then there are the stories of the VCG girls being forced to participate in local sporting events. These events are another example of the shameful treatment the girls are subjected to. The school officials must think they have to justify the high price of admission by disgracing the girls in front of everybody. There is something about a gymnasium full of spectators that inspires the administrators to dress the girls in flimsy little uniforms. However, what really fills the stands isn’t the uniforms. It’s the anticipation of the girls loosing pieces of their uniform during the contest. Often the girls are lucky to have any of their uniform left when the game is over. Penalties take on a whole new meaning in these games.

The school officials even dictate how the girls spend their leisure time. There are many stories about the VCG girls being taken to restaurants, dance clubs or shopping centers and before the day ends, the girls loose some or all of their clothing. This usually happens at the most inopportune time for the girls. Often the VCG girls are taken to surrounding cities to generate interest in the town’s biggest attraction…the girls and their lack of clothing. If the girls go on a road trip, they can forget about having any shred of dignity left when they return to the school.

Those may sound like captivating stories, but the work details that the girls are assigned to usually provide the most tales of humiliation. Lisa was given her first assignment when she was sent out with another new VCG girl to work on the road crew. This story is a small example of how the girls are treated when they perform their community service.

Lisa and Debbie, who is also eighteen, were dressed in their normal school uniforms. These uniforms consist kahramanmaraş escort of lacey white bras, matching see-through panties, thin white blouses and plaid pleated skirts. The blouses are sleeveless with a plunging neckline that reveals a good deal of cleavage. The VCG emblem is affixed to the upper right corner of the blouses. The skirts have a zipper up the back, but no buttons or fasteners to hold the skirts on. These skirts are so short that they barely cover the girls’ butts. If the girls bend over even the slightest bit, their underwear shows. Little white socks and tennis shoes complete the ensemble.

The day’s chore for the road crew was to pick up trash along the sides of the city streets and highways. The girls were delegated to a highway department employee named Mr. Bricks. He was a fat, balding man in his forties. Mr. Bricks instructed the girls to climb into the rear bed of his pickup truck as he stooped down and pretended to check the condition of his tires. In his squatted position, Mr. Bricks was able to look right up the girls’ short skirts at their panty covered bottoms as they threw their legs over the side of the truck.

Mr. Bricks then took the girls to their first stop, a busy stretch of highway at the edge of the town. Most of the businessmen and tourists used this highway to enter the small town and the people of the community like to show off the VCG girls as soon as possible. When the girls jumped down off the truck, their skirts flew up and Mr. Bricks was again treated to a view of the girls’ little white underpants. He even caught a glimpse of their pussy hair peeking out of the see-through panties. Mr. Bricks handed the girls trash bags and told them to get to work.

Mr. Bricks sat on the back of his pickup truck and watched the girls work. He thought Lisa looked cute with her five-foot two-inch petite body, medium sized breasts, brunette hair and angelic face. However, Mr. Bricks was most impressed by Debbie, a five-foot six-inch, raven-haired goddess with big, full breasts and model good looks. Debbie probably could stand to loose a pound or two, but Mr. Bricks preferred girls with nice round butts. Now he just had to find a way get the girls to loose their clothes so that he could see more of their gorgeous bodies. Mr. Bricks knew that it wouldn’t be a problem because he was in charge and had total control of the girls.

The girls had to hold onto the trash bag with one hand and pick up trash with the other. This didn’t leave a free hand to hold down their super short skirts. Every time they bent over, Mr. Bricks and passing motorists could see the girls’ frilly underwear peeking out from under their skirts. It was even worse when a car went by. The breeze from the car would blow their skirts up and their panties would be out in the open for everyone to see. Lisa and Debbie were feeling a little uneasy when they saw the faces of the men in the passing cars gawking at their panty predicament. The girls were getting their first real taste of the VCG way of life.

When the bags were full, the girls brought them to the truck and threw them in back. They began complaining about how hot it was and Mr. Bricks suggested that the girls should unbutton their blouses to cool off. The girls refused, so Mr. Bricks demanded that the girls unbutton their blouses. Mr. Bricks explained that what he says goes. When the girls still refused to unbutton their blouses, Mr. Bricks decided to take matters into his own hands. He declared that since the girls wouldn’t unbutton their tops at his request, he would do it for them.

Mr. Bricks pulled out a small pocketknife and began slicing off the buttons from Debbie’s shirt. Her big bra covered breasts were now showing as cars slowed down to have a look. Then it was Lisa’s turn. One by one Mr. Bricks cut the buttons off of her blouse, too. Soon Lisa’s blouse was hanging open and Mr. Bricks had a close-up look at both of the girls’ bras. Their bras were made of a thin lacy material that did little to hide their nice round nipples. While kastamonu escort Lisa’s breasts were not as impressive as Debbie’s, they were still full and firm. Soon the girls took another trash bag and returned to work.

Now when a car passed, not only would the girls’ skirts fly up and expose their panties, their blouses would also blow apart and expose their bras. Lisa and Debbie decided to rectify the situation by tying the front of their blouses in a knot. This concealed their bra-covered boobs, but infuriated Mr. Bricks. He told the girls that if they wanted to tie their blouses in a knot, they would have to remove their bras. Lisa and Debbie thought about it for a moment and then decided to opt for the braless look. However, that was before they found out how Mr. Bricks would make them take their bras off.

First, both girls had to take off their blouses and hand them to Mr. Bricks. Passing traffic began to slow down to see the girls displaying their see-through bras. Next, each girl was ordered to step forward and take her bra off, then place the bra in the trash bag. Now the girls were bare-chested in front of Mr. Bricks and the gawking motorists. Lisa and Debbie tried to hide their breasts with their hands, but Mr. Bricks refused to give them their blouses back until they agreed to stand there with their hands at their sides.

Mr. Bricks studied every inch of the girls’ firm young titties as Lisa and Debbie stood there with their hands at their sides. Their breasts were now completely exposed. Finally, after traffic had almost screeched to a halt, he gave Lisa and Debbie their blouses back and they quickly put them on. When the girls finished tying the knot in front, Mr. Bricks was impressed by how much cleavage was showing. He also liked the way the girls’ hard nipples poked out against the thin white cotton material.

After filling a few more trash bags, the girls were loaded up and taken to their next stop. It was right in front of an all-boys high school. Lisa and Debbie were embarrassed because there were boys looking out of every window. The boys could see the girls’ underwear ever time they bent over. Lisa and Debbie told Mr. Bricks that the boys should not be allowed to see their panties. Surprisingly, Mr. Bricks agreed with the girls. Lisa and Debbie were relieved until Mr. Bricks told them that if they didn’t want the boys to see their underwear, they should take their panties off and put them in the trash bag. At first they refused, but when Mr. Bricks threatened to take away all of their clothes, the girls gave in. Lisa and Debbie slowly slid the lacy white panties down their legs and placed them in the trash bag as the boys watched from the windows. Now the girls were really mortified. When they bent over, the boys could see their bare butts! It was even worse when the wind blew. If their skirts were blown up in front, the boys could see their pussy hair!

When Mr. Bricks decided the boys had seen enough, he took the girls to their next stop. It was in front of an outdoor café. There were men only a few feet away dining at the tables located right on the sidewalk where Lisa and Debbie were forced to work. Debbie became very self-conscious of her short skirt. After loosing her underpants, she knew that the men would be able to see her bare butt if she bent over. Debbie tried to pull the hem of her short skirt down as far as possible, but when she did, the zipper in the back of the skirt broke and would no longer stay up. It kept working its way down and since it was the only thing holding her skirt up, her skirt began to slide down exposing the top of her butt crack.

Debbie tried to fumble with the zipper in an attempt to hide her nudity when someone at one of the tables asked her not to pull her zipper up. He said that he liked the view of her young firm butt, so Lisa stepped in with a few words in Debbie’s defense. When Mr. Bricks heard what Lisa said, he apologized to the man and punished the girls by not allowing Debbie to touch her zipper any longer. As an added punishment, kayseri escort he forced Lisa to always unzip her skirt as low as Debbie’s.

When they went back to work, Debbie did her best to hold her skirt up, but the zipper kept working its way down further and further. As more of her butt crack was exposed for the gentlemen at the café, they would call Mr. Bricks and remind him that Lisa’s zipper needed to be pulled down to match. Lisa reluctantly complied with their request and soon her butt crack began to show, too. The crowd loved watching the spectacle as more and more of the girls’ bare behinds came into view.

The anticipation was building as each girl’s skirt slid further and further down her legs. Finally their skirts reached the point of no return. Lisa and Debbie shrieked in horror as their skirts fell to the ground. They were now bottomless in front of all those men. As the men stared at the girls’ young firm asses and neatly trimmed pussies, Mr. Bricks decided to add to their degradation. He forced the girls to place their skirts in the trash bag. Now the only piece of clothing left was their blouses.

Finally the girls were taken to their last stop, right in front of an office building. The workers quickly gathered in front of the windows when the girls arrived. Lisa and Debbie refused to get out of the truck. The girls complained that they couldn’t go out in front of all those people with only their blouses on. They should have learned by now that it was the wrong thing to say because Mr. Bricks took away their blouses, too. Now the girls were completely naked!

Dozens of people watched as Lisa and Debbie climbed out of the truck and proceeded down the street collecting trash. Lisa and Debbie’s faces were red with embarrassment because the people could see their firm young breasts and puffy pink nipples as they walked around right in front of everybody. Lisa’s neatly trimmed brunette bush and Debbie’s reddish-brown pussy hair were out in the open for everyone to see. The girls’ tight little butts were up in the air every time they bent over to pick up a piece of trash.

As if the girls were not humiliated enough, Mr. Bricks informed them that they had to go into the office building and empty the trash cans in the nude. Lisa and Debbie panicked and pleaded with him not to make them go into the building without their clothes on. Mr. Bricks just chuckled and said that he was only kidding. Then he added that cleaning the office would probably be their next job. The girls’ hearts sank because they had a feeling he wasn’t joking this time.

The girls started to think about what it would be like to bend over and empty trashcans with their naked butts pointed right at the men as they sat at their desks. Next Lisa and Debbie imagined leaning over bare-chested to clean the desktops with the men’s faces only inches away from the girls’ exposed breasts and puffy pink nipples. Finally they thought about vacuuming in the nude as the office workers sat in their desk chairs observing Lisa’s neatly trimmed brunette bush and Debbie’s reddish-brown pussy hair. Lisa even had the horrible thought of squatting down to plug the vacuum cleaner into the wall. Her legs would be spread apart and her sweet young pussy lips would be exposed to everyone. It was very unnerving, but before the nightmare went any further, Mr. Bricks ordered the girls to get into the truck.

As Lisa and Debbie rode home in the back of the pickup without a stitch of clothing on, Mr. Bricks paraded the nude young girls right through the center of town. Everyone was pointing and looking at the girls as Lisa and Debbie attempted to burrow under the trash bags. Finally they arrived at the VCG dormitory and the girls hurried into the dormitory completely naked.

Debbie whined to Lisa, “That was so humiliating!”

Lisa replied, “I know, it was terrible. All those people were looking at our naked bodies and we were helpless to do anything about it. I’m not sure if I’ll ever get used to this.”

Tracy, a twenty-one year old veteran of the school overheard their conversation and said, “You’ll never get used to it and the humiliation only gets worse!”

That left an uneasy feeling in Lisa and Debbie’s stomachs as they rolled over and tried to go to sleep. It was a restless night because the girls kept imagining all of the terrible things that the VCG administrators could do to them.

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The Motion Alert appeared on the lock screen of Rich’s iPhone. They appeared every time Jen walked in front of the master suite Nest Cam and transmitted HD video that Rich could view on his phone or tablet. The husband had installed Nest Cams for home security well before the separation. He hadn’t showed Jen the remote viewing capability, only because he knew she’d have no interest.

The motion alerts always caused an unwelcome rush of adrenaline but had become predictable as to what time of day they occurred. There is one generally just after 10 PM each night as she goes to bed and just before 7 AM each morning when she gets up. He generally never opened the app because he knew it was her and her daily routine was of little interest.

This one was different. It was 1:47 PM on a Wednesday. Wouldn’t Jen still be at her 12:30 yoga class? Rich reached for his iPad and opened the app to view the broadcast. He pressed ‘RECORD’.

There on the screen was the Macy’s bedspread they bought together at a President’s Day sale, on the other side of the bed was her dresser on which sat a Seiko World Clock given to them as a wedding present.

And there she was – coming from out of frame to sit at the end of the bed, hurriedly stripping her yoga clothes off for someone just out of view. Smiling and laughing she pushed back and centered herself eskişehir escort on the bed. And there he was, playfully jumping on top of her as she spread her legs with an excited giggle.

Rich felt stricken. With adrenaline coursing through him, he was nauseous but could only dry heave painfully. All the muscles in his stomach and throat seem to spasm in concert. He gasped for air, his mouth suddenly dry. He turned away from the screen.

But he could not look away long. Foreplay, if there had been any, must have occurred in the living room or the family room. The mystery partner simply pushed himself into the young wife’s receptive folds and began to thrust vigorously. He supported himself with both arms and kept his face close to hers, smiling and talking, but not kissing.

Jennifer affectionately rubbed the man’s nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and maintained an animated banter. Apropos to nothing Rich could see his wife had been tanning somewhere, perhaps on their deck, perhaps at a salon. He could see the area that had been covered by very small bikini top. The suitor also had a very pronounced tan line at his waist. Had this encounter been preceded by clandestine liaisons at some sunny locale? Rich dreaded the thought, however improbable.

The visitor penetrated the young wife with a steady piston-like action, changing position slightly ever so often as if to insure gaziantep escort the head of his staff scraped the whole of her womb. Rich could hear Jen’s fevered encouragement. The man was saying something Rich could not make out. By this time he figured the sex partner was from her yoga class.

The voyeur husband felt defeat and despair as he watched his wife arch her back and put her hands on the man’s buttocks to pull him deeper into her middle. The shy wife first struggling with the separation now seemed to embrace her newfound freedom. She was putting to rest her fear that men wouldn’t want her.

The visitor straightened his arms and thrust from his core. Rich could see a length of the man’s ample cock as he plunged it in and out of the young mother. She resumed rubbing his nipples. Then she reached out and put her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers.

They kissed deeply and passionately. She caressed his neck, the side of his face and his chest. He straightened his arms again and resumed his thrusting in earnest. It was clear by her body language that the kisses were too few, she lifted her head as if to follow his lips but surrendered back down as he intensified his pounding into her. He lowered his face so that she could hold it in her hands. It was a compromise.

It was apparent she wanted intimacy; he wanted to use her tight hot snatch. The husband giresun escort watched in real-time as the young wife spread her legs to make the iniquitous trade, to hold up her end of this carnal deal with the devil. The man stopped to rest, moving up to his knees. As if on cue she rolled over and went to her hands and knees in front of him. He held her hips and guided her back onto his shaft which she welcomed with a lustful moan.

They began a rhythmic thrusting and Jen cried out with every penetration. Her pert breasts shook. She tossed her hair and bowed her back. She planted her palms and pushed her hips back. She was loving the prolonged fucking she was receiving. Her lover’s face was out of frame and his words were difficult to distinguish, but he was clearly enjoying ravaging the pretty young woman accepting his cock so appreciatively.

The man slapped the young mother’s writhing ass leaving a sweaty red hand print. Rich heard his wife respond with in a sultry hiss, “Spank me. I’m a nasty girl.” Rich closed his eyes in resignation and pushed a weak breath through pursed lips.

Rich took stock of himself. He felt deflated. To his mind, the vicarious thrill of wife-watching was a myth: he was not pole hard and stroking himself, or otherwise excitedly engaged by proxy in this furtive coupling. His wife looked beautiful and happy. At this moment, for this husband, the notion of enjoying watching your wife being fucked by another man was foreign and impossible to comprehend.

The copulating pair would not stop their carnal liaison anytime soon, but Rich couldn’t watch any more. He closed the cover on the iPad, and slid it away from him. He got up from his desk and stepped into a world that would forever be different.

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