Float Trippy Chapter Six
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Back at the Hollywood Sex Shop, Tory and I were now the new Dare Masters for my three exotic Island girls and the Ass Manager, Giselle.
"So how does a couple like you end up with a sex shop? You closed up pretty quick I assumed you must be more than just 'in charge?" I asked my new friend.
Outside a purple sunset faded, the summer night deepened; inside, Annette, the fine Phillipina nymph was pulling on bright blue thigh highs, then stepping into a pair of silver stripper heels with help from sultry Gidget; Tory turned his attention from her and looked at me.
“ Did you just win the lottery and buy a sex shop?” I went on.
“No it was more like her brother did and he gave her a crap ton of money.” Tory waved his arm around the room. “Turns out this is a top rated franchise for investment, And much easier than opening a restaurant. So she's much more than an Ass Manager, she's The Ass Manager.”
“And her job description includes: 'Pro-actively models store inventory during work shifts?'" I asked.
"And 'as on demand by customers',” Tory joked. “So you wanna swap dares?”
“Not a bad idea, one of Annette’s for Giselle’s?” I considered. “Yeah, that’s fair for her dare!”
Giselle shot me a look of interest, then beckoned me over, I complied.
“Okay, I guess now you are the Ass Manager,” she said. “Tell me what you want.”
"Do you know what NP means Blondie?" I asked her.
As if on cue, Gidget and Bree chimed in, together "No Panties, Naked Pussy!"
"Well, that's not really a dare in this shop," Giselle informed me, then she strode out from behind the counter, did a 'Bunny Dip, and as she slowly rose up she pulled her tight knit dress up over her body and off. Wrapped around her waist and torso was a sheer lacy scarlet bodice; I remember that bodice cause it was all she had on under the dress. Pert tanned titties teetered above the décolletage, her nipples peeped out. Down in her cleft, tan lines etched a bikini patch of pale pink pussy. Bree and Gidget were whispering and snickering, pointing slyly at Giselle. Tory turned around to look them over, “Bree needs to get ready for her dare,” he declared. “Go get your new undies and change into them.”
Bree walked over to where the girls bags were and came back with just a handful of lacy pink. “All we bought so far were bras,” she explained as she let it dangle from her hand. “And we’re kind of getting out of order here.”
“All you brought was a bra? I have to check with Mike about this now,” Tory decided. I came over and we convened then turned back to our Dare Girls. “So it goes like this, Netty’s already down one dare with 3 more to go. So Bree you go next with Giselle,” I informed the two hot women.
“Since all you bought was a bra, then that’s what you change into and Giselle is going to help you, in the front window.” Both the girls went wide eyed, and Tory ran out to move his car in front of the store. When he came back, I nodded to the girls who sashayed over to the window.
"Step up in line with the car, ladies," he commanded, "Dash board cam, works on a remote app from my cell phone, " he answered the question before I could ask.
Giselle lead the way taking Bree by the hand and pulling her up the short step into the display window. As the last rays of sunlight faded, the exterior lights flared into the shop, bathing two gorgeous girls in blazing glory. Giselle put her arms around Bree, pulled the Island girls tank top off. Then slowly, deliberately, her pink skirt was stripped away, baring her bottom in her barely there white thong.
Looking right at me and Tory, Bree pulled the dainty panty to her knees, her smooth beaver bared. The blonde Ass Manager stripped them down and off, then stroked her hands up to Bree’s box. While the dark haired beauty shrugged into her new pink bra, Giselle brushed her fingers on Bree's naked coochie. Bree shivered like I’d never seen before, her head lolled back and she pushed Giselle’s face into her snatch. Giselle started to work magic on the other girl, tongue flying at this hot kitty.
"You getting all this," I asked Tory. He held his phone up so I could see the screen, the picture was perfect.
"The camera self corrects for glare, it's cutting edge law enforcement tech," he smiled at me.
"Damn you guys know how to put on a show!" Tory and I turned and there was this guy, a customer we'd completely forgotten when they closed the shop! "Really glad I stopped in today!"
Gidget and Annette were standing arm in arm, admiring the other naked girls in the store window. "This is Jack, we don't know Jack."
"Well, I'm glad you're okay with us closing a bit early, Jack" Tory said somewhat taken aback.
"I'm okay with everything, except I don't have any Dares!"
"Why don't you step into the window and help with Bree?" Giselle called to us. "She's a handful for me!"
Needing no urging Jack jumped to the task. Gidget helped him out of his jeans and he moved up onto the small window stage behind Bree, putting his hands to work on her lovely naked body. "There's no tan lines, I'm not sure where to start!?"
Annette and Gidget giggled again, then said something in native Pilipino speak about Giselle.
"What's that about?" Tory asked them hearing his GF's name.
"Annette, what did you two just say?" I asked. "If you were being mean to our hosts, you may have to give Jack a Dare."
Annette pouted and then Gidget outed her. "She said that it's cute that Giselle only has bottom tan lines. She goes topless when she's in her bikini."
The trio in the window had swapped around and now Jack was in the middle, Bree had turned toward him and Giselle had stepped behind Jack. Bree was smothering Jack's chest with kisses and Giselle was pulling his boxers down, unleashing his erect cock. The blonde quickly wrapped her hand around his pulsing pole, Jacks hand slipped down to stroke at Bree's wet and waiting honey hole.
"Yeah she and I go down where there's a nudist camp, it's by one of the best float trip rivers in the state," Tory explained. "Giselle's' brother bought the place when he won the lottery."
"You were going to take us on a float trip, Mikey," Annette reminded me. "Looks like we found a place to go now!"
"I'm still thinking about you being rude to Giselle and laughing about her tan lines," I answered her faking a stern look at the nearly naked Island nymph.
"Giselle's doing just fine, from where I stand," Jack gasped, as the blonde jacked his rigid ramrod. Bree was arching into the hand probing deep into her pussy, her legs trembling, her arms swept around Jack holding on tightly. Tory stepped over and leant a hand to Giselle's pussy, finding his way, fingering into her hot coochie. She dropped her hand away from Jack, leaving him to Bree.
Bree placed her hand where Giselle's had just been, then guided Jack's hard dick to her pussy. Jack picked Bree up by the thighs, she quickly wrapped her legs around her waist, letting his cock slide between her labia. They both arched backward, their hips lunged at each other, their bodies wrapped in the sexual dance.
Behind me I heard Gidget say to Annette, in Tagalog "We need to get us some Mikey, right now." At least that's what I interpreted when the girls suddenly encircled me, pulling at my shorts, dropping them to the floor, Annette grabbing at my already rising penis. In a second her tongue was twirling around the tip, making my cock stiffen. My quick hands stripped away Gidget's tiny skirt then, revealing her naked nookie.
In the store window, Giselle and Tory were entwined, CMNF, savoring the sexual energy that pervaded the shoppe. His pants now pushed below his waist, Tory was gliding his big boy over Giselle's coochie, stroking her open snatch, riding her clitoris.
Now there are issues of timing, and it became one of those. A casual glance from the window of a passing car displayed a window dressing of distracting carnality. Two exquisitely stunning naked couples were coupled, reveling in their shared libidinous coupling, peaking, lusting, thrusting hips and thighs; extracting sighs and gasped “oh my’s”.
My eyes were closed in ecstasy when they were splashed with blue and red, and a siren pierced the twilight night. Actually, the whole warning invasion was over in a second which brought me fully alert, I looked at the four naked people in the shop window. Bree and Jack had turned toward the sound; Tory was still fully engorged on his lovely girlfriend
“We might need,” Giselle started to Tory.
“To get out of the window,” Bree answered, fully wrapped in hot Jack.
“Don’t worry they usually just pass by, after they hit the siren,” Tory grunted, nailing the Ass Manager. “But just in case, after the other incident maybe we should?!”
“The other incident?” Supplicating before my knees, Gidgets mouth was making it’s demands felt. Annette was rubbing her body over the rest of mine. And the cops had just done a drive by.
"So how does a couple like you end up with a sex shop? You closed up pretty quick I assumed you must be more than just 'in charge?" I asked my new friend.
Outside a purple sunset faded, the summer night deepened; inside, Annette, the fine Phillipina nymph was pulling on bright blue thigh highs, then stepping into a pair of silver stripper heels with help from sultry Gidget; Tory turned his attention from her and looked at me.
“ Did you just win the lottery and buy a sex shop?” I went on.
“No it was more like her brother did and he gave her a crap ton of money.” Tory waved his arm around the room. “Turns out this is a top rated franchise for investment, And much easier than opening a restaurant. So she's much more than an Ass Manager, she's The Ass Manager.”
“And her job description includes: 'Pro-actively models store inventory during work shifts?'" I asked.
"And 'as on demand by customers',” Tory joked. “So you wanna swap dares?”
“Not a bad idea, one of Annette’s for Giselle’s?” I considered. “Yeah, that’s fair for her dare!”
Giselle shot me a look of interest, then beckoned me over, I complied.
“Okay, I guess now you are the Ass Manager,” she said. “Tell me what you want.”
"Do you know what NP means Blondie?" I asked her.
As if on cue, Gidget and Bree chimed in, together "No Panties, Naked Pussy!"
"Well, that's not really a dare in this shop," Giselle informed me, then she strode out from behind the counter, did a 'Bunny Dip, and as she slowly rose up she pulled her tight knit dress up over her body and off. Wrapped around her waist and torso was a sheer lacy scarlet bodice; I remember that bodice cause it was all she had on under the dress. Pert tanned titties teetered above the décolletage, her nipples peeped out. Down in her cleft, tan lines etched a bikini patch of pale pink pussy. Bree and Gidget were whispering and snickering, pointing slyly at Giselle. Tory turned around to look them over, “Bree needs to get ready for her dare,” he declared. “Go get your new undies and change into them.”
Bree walked over to where the girls bags were and came back with just a handful of lacy pink. “All we bought so far were bras,” she explained as she let it dangle from her hand. “And we’re kind of getting out of order here.”
“All you brought was a bra? I have to check with Mike about this now,” Tory decided. I came over and we convened then turned back to our Dare Girls. “So it goes like this, Netty’s already down one dare with 3 more to go. So Bree you go next with Giselle,” I informed the two hot women.
“Since all you bought was a bra, then that’s what you change into and Giselle is going to help you, in the front window.” Both the girls went wide eyed, and Tory ran out to move his car in front of the store. When he came back, I nodded to the girls who sashayed over to the window.
"Step up in line with the car, ladies," he commanded, "Dash board cam, works on a remote app from my cell phone, " he answered the question before I could ask.
Giselle lead the way taking Bree by the hand and pulling her up the short step into the display window. As the last rays of sunlight faded, the exterior lights flared into the shop, bathing two gorgeous girls in blazing glory. Giselle put her arms around Bree, pulled the Island girls tank top off. Then slowly, deliberately, her pink skirt was stripped away, baring her bottom in her barely there white thong.
Looking right at me and Tory, Bree pulled the dainty panty to her knees, her smooth beaver bared. The blonde Ass Manager stripped them down and off, then stroked her hands up to Bree’s box. While the dark haired beauty shrugged into her new pink bra, Giselle brushed her fingers on Bree's naked coochie. Bree shivered like I’d never seen before, her head lolled back and she pushed Giselle’s face into her snatch. Giselle started to work magic on the other girl, tongue flying at this hot kitty.
"You getting all this," I asked Tory. He held his phone up so I could see the screen, the picture was perfect.
"The camera self corrects for glare, it's cutting edge law enforcement tech," he smiled at me.
"Damn you guys know how to put on a show!" Tory and I turned and there was this guy, a customer we'd completely forgotten when they closed the shop! "Really glad I stopped in today!"
Gidget and Annette were standing arm in arm, admiring the other naked girls in the store window. "This is Jack, we don't know Jack."
"Well, I'm glad you're okay with us closing a bit early, Jack" Tory said somewhat taken aback.
"I'm okay with everything, except I don't have any Dares!"
"Why don't you step into the window and help with Bree?" Giselle called to us. "She's a handful for me!"
Needing no urging Jack jumped to the task. Gidget helped him out of his jeans and he moved up onto the small window stage behind Bree, putting his hands to work on her lovely naked body. "There's no tan lines, I'm not sure where to start!?"
Annette and Gidget giggled again, then said something in native Pilipino speak about Giselle.
"What's that about?" Tory asked them hearing his GF's name.
"Annette, what did you two just say?" I asked. "If you were being mean to our hosts, you may have to give Jack a Dare."
Annette pouted and then Gidget outed her. "She said that it's cute that Giselle only has bottom tan lines. She goes topless when she's in her bikini."
The trio in the window had swapped around and now Jack was in the middle, Bree had turned toward him and Giselle had stepped behind Jack. Bree was smothering Jack's chest with kisses and Giselle was pulling his boxers down, unleashing his erect cock. The blonde quickly wrapped her hand around his pulsing pole, Jacks hand slipped down to stroke at Bree's wet and waiting honey hole.
"Yeah she and I go down where there's a nudist camp, it's by one of the best float trip rivers in the state," Tory explained. "Giselle's' brother bought the place when he won the lottery."
"You were going to take us on a float trip, Mikey," Annette reminded me. "Looks like we found a place to go now!"
"I'm still thinking about you being rude to Giselle and laughing about her tan lines," I answered her faking a stern look at the nearly naked Island nymph.
"Giselle's doing just fine, from where I stand," Jack gasped, as the blonde jacked his rigid ramrod. Bree was arching into the hand probing deep into her pussy, her legs trembling, her arms swept around Jack holding on tightly. Tory stepped over and leant a hand to Giselle's pussy, finding his way, fingering into her hot coochie. She dropped her hand away from Jack, leaving him to Bree.
Bree placed her hand where Giselle's had just been, then guided Jack's hard dick to her pussy. Jack picked Bree up by the thighs, she quickly wrapped her legs around her waist, letting his cock slide between her labia. They both arched backward, their hips lunged at each other, their bodies wrapped in the sexual dance.
Behind me I heard Gidget say to Annette, in Tagalog "We need to get us some Mikey, right now." At least that's what I interpreted when the girls suddenly encircled me, pulling at my shorts, dropping them to the floor, Annette grabbing at my already rising penis. In a second her tongue was twirling around the tip, making my cock stiffen. My quick hands stripped away Gidget's tiny skirt then, revealing her naked nookie.
In the store window, Giselle and Tory were entwined, CMNF, savoring the sexual energy that pervaded the shoppe. His pants now pushed below his waist, Tory was gliding his big boy over Giselle's coochie, stroking her open snatch, riding her clitoris.
Now there are issues of timing, and it became one of those. A casual glance from the window of a passing car displayed a window dressing of distracting carnality. Two exquisitely stunning naked couples were coupled, reveling in their shared libidinous coupling, peaking, lusting, thrusting hips and thighs; extracting sighs and gasped “oh my’s”.
My eyes were closed in ecstasy when they were splashed with blue and red, and a siren pierced the twilight night. Actually, the whole warning invasion was over in a second which brought me fully alert, I looked at the four naked people in the shop window. Bree and Jack had turned toward the sound; Tory was still fully engorged on his lovely girlfriend
“We might need,” Giselle started to Tory.
“To get out of the window,” Bree answered, fully wrapped in hot Jack.
“Don’t worry they usually just pass by, after they hit the siren,” Tory grunted, nailing the Ass Manager. “But just in case, after the other incident maybe we should?!”
“The other incident?” Supplicating before my knees, Gidgets mouth was making it’s demands felt. Annette was rubbing her body over the rest of mine. And the cops had just done a drive by.
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