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by Vanessa Evans

All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over 18 when the events took place.

I guess that I grew up as a normal girl. Well almost normal; I’ve always been quite tall and quite skinny. Even now my waist is only 20 inches. That may have been something to do with the fact that my parents never had much money.

My name is Abigail (Abby). I’m 18 with a 26B, 20, 24 inch figure. Apart from being tall and skinny I’m a pretty average girl, nothing special to look at. I left school at 16 and went to college for a couple of years. I was just getting to the end of those years when a tragedy changed my life forever. My parents were involved in a 21 vehicle pile-up on the motorway and I became orphaned. What’s more I’m an only child. An aunt took me in for a few weeks until something could be sorted out.

When I went back to college I heard of another girl (Piper) who had also become an orphan in the same crash. I looked for her and we had a hug and little cry together. We met-up each day and talked about our sadness and problems. We became friends in grief.

I had a big problem that was a big topic for a week or so. I couldn’t live on my aunt’s sofa permanently and my parent’s house was rented. I had no money and my parents didn’t have any life insurance. I would soon be homeless. As luck would have it, Piper was about to inherit her parent house as she also was an only child and she invited me to stay with her.

That was fantastic news but I still had a problem in that I had no money to pay rent and no job. I told Piper that I’d quit college and get a job but she wouldn’t hear of it. We compromised on me getting a weekend job to help pay my way. I became a weekend and evening check-out girl at the local supermarket. Times were hard and Piper was a tower of strength to me.

Fortunately the supermarket gave me a uniform as I didn’t have many clothes. Mom had been taking a lot of laundry to my aunt’s house to use her washing machine, because ours was broken, when the accident happened. I never got any of the car contents back. Piper said that I could borrow her clothes but it didn’t seem right, and besides, Piper is a couple of sizes bigger than my size 6. So, until I started having a few pounds spare at the end of the month I had a very limited wardrobe. I confess that I frequently had to go to college and work in the same clothes, and no underwear.

Going without underwear was nothing new for me. Because of our lack of money my father said that we could only buy essential clothes, and underwear, to him, wasn’t essential (for any of us). When I went to my aunt’s house that fateful night the only clothes that I had were the oversized T-shirt that I wore in bed, and a jacket. The rest of my clothes were destroyed along with the car and my parents. I didn’t have that much more when I moved-in with Piper because my Aunt doesn’t have much money either.

Because of my shape (I used to get called ‘bamboo’ at school) I’ve always had problems getting clothes that fitted. The worst was my skirts. If the length was right then the waist was way too big and they would fall down. If the waist was right then the length was too short. As a result I just about always wore skirts that were shorter than the regulation length. Just about every teacher hauled me before the head teacher because of my short skirts. Luckily the head teacher has a skinny daughter so she appreciated my problem.

As I said, I usually went without bras and knickers and that became a bit of a problem in PE classes. As you are probably aware, PE skirts are a lot shorter than most skirts and to get one that wouldn’t drop off me, my PE skirt was so short that I only had to bend a tiny little bit for my butt to be exposed. This wasn’t a problem when we were in the gym but when we played netball outside there was always a bunch of boys watching us.

It wasn’t just me that they were watching; quite a few of the girls rolled the top of their skirts so that the boys got a look at their knickers. We were supposed to wear the horrible industrial strength school sports knickers but none of the girls ever did. They just wore their normal knickers, or thongs. It was only when I fell over and landed on my back that the teacher (and some of the boys) realised that I had no knickers on.

I was used to being knickerless but the teacher wasn’t used to having knickerless girls playing netball in front of boys and I got banned from playing again.

The supermarket uniform was an orange blouse and a black skirt or trousers. I’d always preferred a skirt to trousers so I chose the skirt. The woman issuing uniforms gave me a couple of skirts that fitted my waist so they were quite short. Piper said that I looked cute in my uniform.

The job was quite boring. Having to listen to the older women droning on about the price of this and that, and spreading a bit of boring gossip, was tedious.

Things changed one day when I was serving a man a few years older than me. He kept looking at my chest. I was braless as usual and the baggy uniform blouse was gaping at the front. After a couple of minutes of him looking at me I realised that he was looking down my blouse. I blushed and wanted to put my arm across my chest but I needed my hands for my job. I tried sitting up straighter but that didn’t work.

It was that moment that I realised that I was enjoying him looking down my top. My nipples went hard and I felt myself get a little wet.

I found myself leaning forward so that he could get a better look; and later that Saturday with another young male customer I realised that I was leaning forward hoping that he’d try to look down my blouse too.

I told Piper when I got home that evening and she confessed that she too had done a bit of flashing and that she’d enjoyed it as well.

The flashing of my little breasts got to be a regular thing and sometimes I noticed that my till had a queue of men when some of the other tills were nearly empty.

One evening when I was serving a man I had to slide my chair back to get a bag of carrier bags. As I turned back I saw that the man’s eyes were glued to my legs sprouting out from my short skirt. I froze for a second as I realised that the man could probably see my bald pussy. I felt excited and I felt my pussy get wet.

I was enjoying him look at my pussy.

As I served the next couple of men I experimented with how far back I could sit and still scan everything. I quickly realised that if I sat back I had to bend forward, thus giving the men a view down my blouse. When I sat up straight the men could see my pussy. I decided that I’d never get into a position where they could see both at the same time so I settled for the next best thing.

I got to be good at leaning forwards to scan things then sit up straight to work the till. The job became less boring and quite a turn-on for about half the time that I was there. When I told Piper what I’d discovered she said that she was jealous.

Piper and I got to be really good friends and I started to feel less like I was taking advantage of her generosity.

About 3 months after that fateful night Piper had to start looking for somewhere smaller to live. Although she’d inherited the house the bank wanted the loan paid-off. Fortunately her parents had some insurance and Piper was left with enough to buy a small apartment and I was so pleased when she kept saying that we were looking for ‘our’ apartment.

We found a really nice apartment close to the centre of town. The only problem was that it had only one bedroom. I was over the moon when Piper told me that we could share the bedroom and the bed.

We quickly became lovers but at the same time we were both interested in men. We often talked about getting a man into our bed and sharing him. We also often talked about teasing men; after all, we’d frequently talked about how we’d flashed our goodies to men.

The supermarket job certainly helped moneywise and with what was rapidly becoming an obsession with me (teasing men); but I wanted more of both. Piper wanted to do more teasing as well and on one of the very few nights that we went clubbing we heard about a strip club that was looking for girls.

The next night we went there and were told that they were looking for experienced strippers. The man must have seen the disappointment on our faces because he offered us jobs as hostesses. He told us that we’d have to take drinks orders at tables, deliver the drinks and generally socialize with the clients to get them to buy us crazily priced drinks.

The good news was that the club provided very skimpy outfits for us to wear. Because of my slight, tall figure I had to have the shortest skirt that they had. Even then I had to pin the waist to stop it falling down.

The club said that we had to provide our own knickers but as I still hadn’t got round to buying any I decided not to bother with any. Piper said,

“Well if you’re not going to wear any then I’m not.”

Piper also shortened her skirt so that it was nearly as short as mine.

And so began our time of teasing men and rejecting their attempts to hit on us. What’s more we got paid quite well for it.

On our first night one of the other girls told us not to stand too close to the customers. If we did there would be a good chance that their hands would go up our skirts and try to get into our knickers. We thanked her for the advice then when she’d gone we looked at each other and laughed.



That girl was right; the very first time that I stood next to a man as he gave me his order I felt his hand slide up my inner thigh. Instinctively, my feet spread apart a bit and I was rewarded with his finger probing my pussy. By the time I’d got the order my pussy was wet and I had a finger inside me.

When we managed to have a chat Piper told me that she’d been rewarded in the same way. We both said that we were going to enjoy that job.

By the end of that first night I must have had 5 different men’s fingers inside me and I had very wet inner thighs.

Another trick that we soon learned was to drop the customer’s money and have to bend over to pick it up. Of course we always bent at the waist with our backs to the customers. I have no idea how many men saw my bare pussy that first night.

When we arrived for our second night the manager called us into his office after we’d got changed. His first question was,

“Are you two wearing any knickers?”

“No.”

“Err no, why?”

“I thought so. Look, going out there like that is an invite to get men to grope you. I have no problem with that, and judging by what I saw last time I’m guessing that you don’t mind either; but be careful. Don’t give the punters any reason to think that you want any more. I’ll tell the bouncers to keep an eye on you just in case. Okay?”

Both of us were blushing a bit and our heads were down. We were both a bit ashamed at being caught like that.

“Hey, don’t be upset, quite a few girls come to work here so that they can get safely groped. I guess that it’s some sort of female fantasy. Look, if you want to get naked out there I’ll get Jill to see if you’ve got what it takes to be a stripper. Do you want that?”

We both nodded.

“Okay then, get out there, get groped and earn me some money.”

Outside the manager’s office we both smiled and in stereo said,

“Yeah!”

That night my pussy got invaded quite a few times. One man even played with my clit for a few seconds. What was the worst, and best, moment of the night was when one man found the safety pin holding my skirt up. He unfastened it before I realised what he was doing and my skirt dropped to the floor. I was naked from just below my tits down to my ankles.

My first reaction was to scream. Fortunately the music drowned that. My second automatic reaction was to move a hand to cover my pussy. I’d had a second to think before my hand started to move and I turned to the man and said,

“You naughty man, you shouldn’t do things like that, you’ll get me into trouble. Please can you pick up my skirt and put it back on me.”

By that time I’d turned to face the man so he was getting an eyeful of my bald pussy.

The next day I phoned the supermarket and told them that I was leaving. I didn’t tell them that I was leaving to become a stripper.

Three days later Piper and I went to the club straight from college to meet Jill.

“So Abby, Piper; why do you want to become strippers? Is it for the money?” Jill asked.

“Well,” I replied as I looked down at the floor, “It’s ………. It’s because I get turned-on knowing that men can see my tits and pussy.”

“Good answer Abby. Are you the same Piper?”

“Yes, I get all horny when men are looking at my pussy.”

“Well girls, that’s good to hear, too many girls come here thinking that they can make mega-bucks by just taking their clothes off. None of those girls last more than a few weeks. A good stripper does it for the sexual pleasure. She gets off on flaunting her body in front of men. She often has an orgasm during her performance. That’s what makes her so good. Do you think that you’d cum just by being naked on that stage?”

“I don’t know, but what I do know is that I nearly came the other night when that man dropped my skirt.” I replied.

Piper looked a bit sheepish then said,

“I did cum the other night when one man touched my pussy.”

“There’s not supposed to be any physical contact between staff and customers so lesson number one is not to admit to, or get caught, doing anything like that.” Jill said.

“How much does it pay anyway?” Piper asked.

“If you’re any good you won’t be disappointed.” Jill said.

She looked us both up and down and then said,

“Piper, you’ve got a body that men will lust after, and you Abby, you look like one of those top London models, Come on, let’s get you 2 up on the stage while I put some music on.”

Piper and I walked over to the stage. As we climbed up I said,

“I don’t know if I can do this.”

“Just imaging that the room is full of men; all staring at your gorgeous tits and juicy pussy.” Piper replied.

The music started and Jill came over and said,

“Just relax, start dancing and slowly take your clothes off.”

I was quite nervous but I watched Piper and soon relaxed. Before long I was peeling my top up and over my head while my hips gyrated to the music. As I looked out towards Jill to see her reaction to what we were doing, I saw the manager stood beside her. I felt my pussy get wet.

I stared at the manager as I slowly unfastened my skirt. I turned away as I let it fall to the ground. I quickly picked it up and held in front of my pussy as I turned back to continue staring at the manager.

Sliding my skirt from side to side I smiled at the manager as I danced. I realised that I was getting very turned-on. My pussy was on fire and an orgasm was building.

My skirt went further out as it went from side to side. The manager was getting glimpses of my pussy. The more that he saw my pussy the closer I got until I couldn’t help myself. I dropped the skirt and dropped to my knees with them wide apart as the orgasm hit me.

When I started to come down from my high I looked round. All 3 people had big grins on their faces. I started to get embarrassed and slowly stood up and looked down at the floor.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw the manager walking up to me. Fearing that I was about to be sacked, even before I’d started. I said,

“I’m so sorry, I just couldn’t help myself.”

“No, no, you were amazing. A bit rough to start off with but the finale was just wonderful. Do you think that you could do that every time that you’re up there?” the manager said. Then he looked at Piper and continued,

“You too, Piper isn’t it. Rubbing yourself with your skirt is a good trick. You both look kind of young, especially without your clothes on; you are both 18 aren’t you?”

“Yes, of course.” I answered.

“Yes.” Piper said.

“Good, when can you both start?”

“Hang on a minute,” Jill said, “we’ve got a few things to sort out first and we’ve got to work on those ‘rough edges’ as you described them boss. How about you 2 girls come in on Saturday afternoon and we’ll work on your routines.”

Piper and I were standing there, naked as the day we were born and hugging each other with delight.

“Remember to put some clothes on before we open.” The manager said as he walked away.

“Don’t worry about getting any new clothes for the job girls,” Jill said, “we’ve got tons out the back, I’m sure that we’ll find something that you can wear to start your routines. Oh, and we’ll have to think of stage names for you, I wouldn’t recommend that you use your real names.”

“How about Peach?” Piper said.

I replied with ‘Bamboo’.

“Bamboo, where did that come from? Jill asked.

I explained the nickname and they both laughed. Piper said,

“Well you’ve certainly got the nobly bits in the right places.”

“Yeah, and those nobly bits are her best bits.” Piper added.

Jill looked at Piper, smiled and said to Piper,

“Yours don’t look too bad either hon.”

Jill walked away leaving Piper and I still chuffed that we’d landed jobs as strippers.

“We should get dressed and ready for opening.” Piper said.

“Not yet,” I replied, “let’s stay naked as long as we can. Let’s surprise some of the barmen as they arrive.”

“You naughty girl…… I like how you think.”

We wandered around the empty club, but not for long. It wasn’t long before the staff started to arrive.

Luckily for us 2 of the guys were first to arrive, within seconds of each other.

“Is that your outfit for the night girls?” One asked.

“Would you like to come down to the cellar and help me check the stock girls?” The other asked.

We giggled and walked away, towards the ladies changing room.

We both got felt-up multiple times that night and I was glad to get back home so that Piper and I could enjoy each other.

Saturday afternoon saw Piper and I arrive at the club nervous and excited, in more ways than one. Unfortunately there were no men there, only Jill, but we had a good time learning routines and moves. Jill also taught me to walk like a model on the runway; she said that I should walk out onto the stage like that.

Jill said that I didn’t look as sexy as I’d done the first time I’d stripped. I told her that it because there were no men there to watch me. Jill laughed and said that she understood and that there’d be lots of me watching me later. That thought made me wet and Jill said that I did better after that.

Anyway, Jill said that we both could do one session that night then asked us if we wanted to work as hostess’ before and after our session.

We both said that we did. I know that I wanted to get worked-up before I stripped and I sure as hell wanted those fingers inside me afterwards.

I was a little nervous as I stepped out onto that stage and model walked to the front. Then the music started and it wasn’t long before I forgot my nerves and threw myself into my routine. When my bra came off my nipples were so hard that they hurt. When the thong came off it was so wet that I’m sure I could have rung it out. As I went down on my knees and spread my legs I swear that my clit was twice its normal size. I had never seen my lips that swollen and shiny before. It was less than a minute before I started to cum, and I hadn’t even touched my pussy by then.

As the waves subsided I started to rub myself and finger fuck myself until I came again. I was still cumming when my music stopped. When I got control of myself I looked up. Everything was quiet and it looked like every eye in the room was staring at me. I almost came again.

As I got up all the men started cheering. I walked to the back of the stage and off with my butt going from side to side.

I felt really good.

Jill told me that I did good too.

Piper did good too. I watched her and I wanted to jump her right there on that stage. I could easily have had a great 69 with all those people watching.

I quit my job at the supermarket.

We both did well and earned a lot of money before college finished and we were supposed to start looking for a job. I was so tempted to tell the careers woman at college that I already had a well-paid job as a stripper; but I resisted.

With some of that money we bought some new clothes. The weather at that time of the year was reasonable enough for us to buy some summer dresses (no underwear of course) and we had lots of fun teasing the men waiting for their partners to try their clothes on.

Because I’m skinny, and to stop me looking like I was wearing a tent, all the dresses that I bought were very short. That together with the fact that all of them are very thin and light-weight when I’m wearing one I feel as if I’ve got nothing on, and it’s such a turn-on. Piper’s dresses aren’t quite as short as mine but she gets the same feeling. We feel like naughty little school-girls walking down the street passing all those men and felling quite naked.

I like watching Piper’s tits bounce up and down as she walks with her rock hard nipples trying to burst through the material. I’ve discovered that 2 of my new dresses are a little see-through in the sunlight. I forgot to mention earlier that I’m a bit bow-legged so there’s a gap at the top of my legs and the sunlight made it easier for anyone to see my pussy through the dress. My first reaction was that I should take them back and get something else but Piper said that she was jealous. It didn’t take me more than a couple of seconds to realise the potential of ‘unknowingly’ let men see my body through the thin material. I’ve just go to practice pretending that I don’t know.

The warmer weather and starting working late in the evening has brought other potential for ‘accidentally’ letting men see our pussies. On quite of a few nice days after we left college, we’ve got up late morning and gone into town. We’ve gone to all the parks and found the ones that get busy with workers going there to eat their lunches.

Wearing sunglasses we’ve watched quite a few men stare at us as we lay on our backs and sunbathe in our short skirts and ‘accidentally’ let our legs drift apart. What’s more our pussies are getting tanned as well.

Talking about tanning, ‘our’ apartment has a communal grassy area out the back. One sunny morning, when we thought that everyone else was at work, we decided to do some sunbathing. Piper put on a bikini and I, because I didn’t own one, decided to sunbathe naked. We went outside wrapped in towels and spread them out. After about 10 minutes Piper got jealous and stripped as well. About an hour later we got disturbed by a man who looked to be in his mid-twenties.

He introduced himself as Kyle and it turned out that he is our next door neighbour. What a surprise that was. We have a fit bloke next door, living on his own, and we didn’t even know it.

We talked for ages with him ogling at our bodies. The conversation got round to us being naked and Kyle asked us why we hadn’t covered-up when we realised that he was there. Piper surprised him, and me, by saying that we loved it when men saw us naked. Kyle’s response was to say that we could let him see us naked whenever we liked. Piper told him that he was welcome to come to our place anytime and that if he did catch us with clothes on then we’d happily take them off for him.

Kyle’s trousers told us that he liked what he was looking at.

Kyle said that he had to go but he’d be over to see us soon.

About a week later we heard a knock on the door and Piper opened it to see Kyle standing there with a box of beers. He said that he’d tried calling a couple of times before but we’d been out. I told him that we worked evenings and that it was one of our nights off.

Piper was naked when Kyle came over but I had just got back from the supermarket and was wearing a skirt and top.

“Come on Abby,” Piper said, “I told Kyle that we’d be naked when he came over so get ‘em off girl.”

We had a few beers while talking about all sorts. We got to know Kyle quite well, and he learnt a lot about us; and I don’t just mean about our bodies.

When the beer got us all quite happy the subject got round to our sex lives. Kyle told us that a girl had just finished with him and that she’d upset him quite a bit. He said that it would be a long time before he got together with a girl.

I think that Piper took that as a bit of a challenge because I saw that she started getting careless about keeping her legs together. Not wanting to get left out I started doing the same.

Poor Kyle didn’t stand a chance; and before long the 3 of us were fucking, all with each other. Why the hell any girl would want to cut-off her supply of that cock I will never know. Kyle took my cock virginity that night.

Anyway, we all woke up in Piper’s and my bed next morning, all of us with bad heads and no regrets. In fact, Piper and I both invited Kyle to come and fuck us anytime that he wanted. We decided that we wanted to be friends and fuck-buddies; an arrangement that Kyle seemed keen on; but I don’t know if he was as keen on the arrangement as I was.

Once our heads started clearing Piper and I both decided that we liked what we’d agreed with Kyle and agreed that if he didn’t come over within a couple of days then we’d have to have a naked trip next door.

And we did. Two days later, and with another box of beers, 2 naked girls knocked on the door of their neighbours. Kyle opened the door and looked pleasantly surprised. He said that he wasn’t sure that we were serious about our offer. When we went in it was our turn to be surprised; 2 of his mates were there.

Wow, I was in heaven. Three men staring at my naked body and the potential for it to go on for quite a while; and maybe even more.

I wasn’t disappointed. The beers soon loosened up the guys and I suppose we had what most people would call an orgy. Both Piper and I got fucked by all 3 of the guys, more than once. Kyle’s mates hadn’t intended to stay the night but it was dawn before Kyle was alone in his bed.

Since that night either Piper or I or both of us have been naked visitors to Kyle’s place and he has spent nights between us in our bed many times. Sometimes we’ve gone to his place when we’ve got home from the club and had to wake him up to fuck us. He’s never complained and never asked us where we work. We haven’t avoided the subject and we’ve assumed that he just thinks that we work behind the bar. If he asks we’ll happily tell him.



I discover that I like men seeing my body

by Vanessa Evans

All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over 18 when the events took place.

Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the earlier part. This will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable.

Part 02

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Hi there; well it’s been about 10 months since Piper (aka Peach) and I (Abby aka Abigail aka Bamboo) got our jobs as strippers and it’s been a busy 10 months in which a lot has happened. We’ve earned shed loads of money for the few hours that we work and have got up to quite a few things, some of which I’ll tell you about. The others things are just little occurrences of us flashing our tits and pussies in lots of different public places.

The Club

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At work we’re allowed to mix with the clients once we’ve done our turn on the stage. However, on the stage we end up totally naked and if we’re mingling we’re supposed to put some clothes on first. For the first couple of months we’d put a top and a little skirt on, then when we were out shopping one day we saw these little Japanese Kimono jackets that looked cute. Getting one each we cut the bottoms off them so that they ended not quite passed our butts and pussies.

We started wearing them with the waist ties tied and the boss didn’t complain; so after a couple of nights we left the ties undone, just letting the jackets hang open. This seemed to go down well as we walked round the club and no one complained. Even when we served some drinks the guys were happy.

So, that has all that we’ve put on after our turns for the last 6 or so months and we’ve been getting lots of drinks bought for us; and getting turned-on as the guys stare at us imagining what they would like to do to us.

The gym

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One thing that we have done recently is to join a gym. Piper and I wanted to keep fit and flexible for our job; and keep our bodies nice and trim. One of the girls at work told us about a gym where girls can get free membership as long as they didn’t mind being stared at. She wouldn’t tell us what she meant by that but she was 100% sure that we’d enjoy keeping fit there.

We arrived there to the sight of a naked girl walking in through the front door with a man. Piper and I looked at each other and smiled. We instantly knew that we were going to like it there.

The free membership was conditional on us being over 18 and working out in the nude.

“No problem!” Piper said to the man on reception who explained that to us.

“Okay by me!” I added.

“Right then,” Darren (the gym owner) told us. “I’ll give you a quick tour then it’s up to you what you want to do. If you need any advice about any of the equipment there’ll be plenty of men around that will be only too pleased to help you.”

Darren led us on a quick tour, ending up in the workout room. He told us what each of the machines were and what they were aimed at. When we got to 2 of the machines he told us that they were leg spreaders and that they toned-up our thighs. He continued saying that they were particularly popular with the girls but he couldn’t understand why.

I smiled thinking that I sure could.

We saw a few clothed young men and one naked girl running on a treadmill as we toured the place. The guys in the workout room were mainly watching her but they did have a good look at us as Darren showed us around. I wondered if they’d still be there when we got naked and went back in there.

They were; and so was that girl that we’d seen arriving naked. She was on an exercise cycle so I decided to go on the one next to her and have a chat.

Her name is Tanya and she was there with her boyfriend and she is a LOT older than she looks; even older than me.

As we pedalled and talked she told me that she’d been conned into coming there by her boyfriend but she’d discovered that she preferred working out in the nude so it wasn’t that bad. She told me that she found it very embarrassing at first but she just ignores the stares from the men.

When I told her that I was sure that I was going to have lots of orgasms while I was there she told me that having all those orgasms was still embarrassing for her; especially when she had her legs spread wide.

I giggled and told her that I was really looking forward to that part.

When we got off the cycles I realised that Tanya was very short; so short that if I got close to her she’d be able to open her mouth and suck my nipples. What’s more, her tits are so small that it looks like her breast growing period lasted only a couple of days. She makes up for that by having her nipples pierced and wearing 3 dangling chains. The third one dangles from a clit piercing. They make her look dead cute.

Our conversation got interrupted by moans coming from Piper. We looked round and saw her with her legs spread wide and 4 men stood in front of her having a good look at her pussy. I felt mine tingle and I got a wet rush. One more legs closed then open and Piper started to cum again.

“That’ll be me in a few minutes.” Tanya said.

“Why do you do it if you don’t like it?” I asked.

“Good question; my boyfriend tells me that I need to tone-up my thighs and that I really like doing it and cumming in front of the guys; which I don’t. Well not really. I love cumming but I prefer to do it in my own bedroom.”

“I hope that you don’t mind me saying,” I said, “but it sounds like you do like spreading your legs and letting those men see you cum; why else would you do it? And besides, those gorgeous piercings and chains attract the attention of men.”

“That’s okay, I don’t mind; my boyfriend says the same thing but I’m sure that he’s wrong. How can any woman not cum when she’s spread like that and being stared at; and wait until you see what Ryan has put on my clit; unfortunately that’s definitely a magnet to men’s eyes.”

“Oh girl, I can’t wait to see it.” I said. “Shall we go for a run on the treadmill while we wait for our turn on that machine?” I asked Tanya.

When she didn’t respond I looked at her and I could swear that she was cumming. After a couple of minutes I asked,

“Did you just cum?”

“Long story; just don’t mention the proper name of these machines again please; okay?”

“Err okay; I guess.” I replied, wondering what that was all about.

After the running machines Tanya got the chance to go on a leg spreader and I discovered what she meant about her clit. I’ve never seen anything like it. How the hell did that Ryan get that on there? We watched Tanya cum twice on that machine.

While Tanya was on one of the leg spreaders another girl was using the other spreader. My eyes; and most of the men’s eyes in the room were darting from one pussy to the other. Tanya’s main attraction was the clit ring and the little chain dangling from her clit hood piercing. The other girl’s point of attraction was that her vagina was wide open all the time. It was like Piper’s is for the few seconds after I’ve pulled a big dildo out of her.

I wondered if there was any such thing as an internal pussy spreader that isn’t visible from the outside? Something to look-up on the internet later I thought.

Oh boy; do I like those leg spreader machines or do I like those leg spreader machines. I must have cum 4 or 5 times on each of those machines; and each time with an audience of men. When I got off them I asked Piper if we could go for a workout every day.

“On the days that we’re not working yes, but I’ll be at the front of the queue.” Piper replied.

The gym has a big room that they use for yoga and a few other things. It has a few big sponge mats in there so Piper and I went in and started doing our stretching exercises. These include stretching our legs in just about every direction so when we do these exercises at home it is quite common for us to be on our backs with our legs up and spread wide.

This was what we were doing when a couple of guys came into the room and started watching us. The thing was that they came real close to us I could almost feel their breath on my pussy.

Of course, both Piper and I enjoy close attention like that and it wasn’t long before I was cumming as I was trying to get my legs behind my head. Those 2 men were staring at my engorged, very wet, twitching pussy at I lost control of myself. For a few seconds I was in heaven.

We continued exercising as 3 more men came in and joined in inspecting our bodies closely. Boy, were we in heaven? We’ve never exercised for so long and never cum so many times.

Eventually we got tired and decided to call it a day.

We go back to that gym 2 or 3 times a week and there’s always a few men there waiting to do some pussy spotting. It took 4 or 5 visits for us to stop deliberately exposing our pussies all the time and to get into our workout routines. Of course we still show our pussies and we still have a few orgasms each visit but we’re starting to get more exercise as well.

Now that the cold weather is starting to go away we’ve started doing what that Tanya girl does – go to the gym naked. Oh yes, over the winter we both passed our driving tests and we’ve bought a car. It’s great to not have to rely on public transport, but I do miss the flashing that we did on the buses.

Our Piercings

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After we’d seen that Tanya’s piercings we both decided to have some of our own. We’ve both had our nipples pierced and have little barbells in them. We’ve got these little tassels that we wear when we’re on stage. The guys seem to like it when we swing them round (without touching them or our tits).

We’ve had our clit hoods pierced as well and we have a selection of mostly fake diamonds that we wear usually only on stage but we have both worn some of the bigger ones when we’ve gone flashing round town. It adds to the slutty appearance that we like to give off.

The Music Festival

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Piper and I decided that we wanted to go and experience a music festival. We picked one of the largest in the country that happened to have a couple of bands playing that we fancied seeing and we managed to get a couple of tickets.

We planned on camping for the weekend and went to a large camping store to get what we needed. Neither of us had been camping before so we relied on the shopping assistant to tell us what we needed.

When it came to the tent we told him that we wanted something that was small and light. The man showed us a couple of tents and suggested that we go inside the demo models and see what we thought.

Now, neither of us had expected that and we were both wearing short skirts and tops (nothing underneath). It was obvious by the bulge in the man’s trousers that he’d enjoyed following us inside the tents as we bent over to get in. I had to smile, and got a wet rush, as I noticed him looking down our lose tops as we knelt in the tents.

I asked him if he’d got anything that we could stand-up in and he showed us one that both Piper and I thought would do. He pointed out where the packed versions were and I went and got one and put it in our trolley.

The man also recommended which sleeping bags we should get (we wanted 2 that could zip together so that we could snuggle together (and other things)); and a few other things. We left the store having spent more than we’d expected, but it didn’t worry us as our stripping jobs make us feel quite well-off.

We planned to travel light but having said that, the equipment, a bit of food and just a few clothes took up a lot of space and weighed a lot. If it hadn’t been for what we were going for we would probably have abandoned the trip.

Wearing only short skirts, tops and shoes, we finally arrived and were told where we could put up our tent.

That proved to be our first problem as neither of us had put up a tent before. Fortunately, a couple of young men in a nearby tent took pity on us and helped us out. I think that they were enjoying watching us bend over and squat to unfold the material; and that they wanted to get a closer look.

It was then that we discovered that we hadn’t bought a tent, we’d bought a gazebo. What’s more, the walls were made of mesh so they were totally see-through.

The guys that were helping us were killing themselves laughing, and (at first) we were both pissed that I’d picked-up the wrong bag from the shelf in the store.

After a while Piper said that it would be fun to have everyone seeing us as we slept and got changed. My pussy tingled as she said that last bit.

Having finally got ourselves organised we decided to go for a walk to get the lay of the land. Before setting off we decided to get changed. Weather permitting; we planned on wearing only string bikini tops and tiny wrap micro skirts for the whole of the weekend and we’d bought a selection of cheap ones that we half expected (hoped) to lose over the next few days.

As we stood in the middle of that gazebo about to get changed, Piper asked if I was going to get naked whilst getting changed. She reminded me that there were people in tents all around us and that they could see through the mesh walls of the gazebo and see us.

“Hell yes girl;” I said; “that’s what we’ve come here for isn’t it?”

With that I pulled my top up and off then dropped my skirt. I looked all round and saw that we had a small audience.

“Come on girl, you get naked too.” I said to Piper.

Within seconds there were 2 naked girls in the gazebo and about 7 or 8 people, mostly men, staring at us. We rummaged around in our bags, taking longer than needed, looking for the right tops and skirts; both of us on our feet and bent at the waist with our knees straight. I knew that my pussy was tingling and gushing and I guessed that Piper’s was too.

When I pulled the top and skirt out of my bag I stood up and looked round at the audience then said,

“Come on guys, haven’t you seen a naked girl before?”

We got a few ‘choice’ comments as we put our clothes on then bade farewell to our watchers.

It didn’t take long for us to find some guys that wanted to see our tits.

“Get ‘em out for the lads love;” we kept hearing.

I was a little nervous as we decided which ones we were going to flash at first. It’s one thing stripping and having an orgasm on stage with my knees spread wide, knowing that there are bouncers not far away, but there in that field with all those unsuspecting (and expectant) people about made me nervous and as horny as hell. If I’d been wearing knickers they would have weighed twice their dry weight.

We selected 4 cute looking guys who were about our age and sitting outside their tent drinking beer; and turned to face them.

After a quick look around to make sure that there were no cops around, we lifted our top up over our tits then opened our wrap skirts. You should have seen the guy’s faces. They clearly hadn’t expected us to actually flash our tits AND pussies to them and they just couldn’t believe their luck. Those expressions quickly changed as they realised that it wasn’t a quick flash. My nipps were so hard that they ached and my pussy leaked even more. Both Piper and I love it when we’re showing our bits to men.

The guys cheered and called us over. After looking at Piper we declined the offer, telling them that we might be back later. We probably would, if we could find them, but we wanted to look around some more before flashing our tits and pussies in exchange for some drinks.

Three more times we got asked to flash our tits before we decided to go over and talk to some cute guys. When we did we got asked to show our tits again. Of course we did, and when they asked us if we wanted a beer we accepted and sat indian style on the ground with them.

One of the guys was a bit more forward and it wasn’t long before he reached over and pulled on the ends of the strings on our bikini tops. The inevitable happened and both Piper and I were topless.

So far we’d only exposed our tits to those guys but the ‘forward’ guy asked us if we were wearing any knickers. Piper looked surprised and asked him what sort of girls he thought we were.

“The fun loving sort,” he replied.

“And what has fun loving got to do with not wearing knickers?” I asked.

“Nothing, but the way you two are dressed certainly implies that you intend to have some fun.”

“What’s wrong with the way we’re dressed?” Piper asked.

“Nothing; absolutely nothing; you both look great don’t they guys? Well, are you?”

Piper and I looked at each other, giggled and stood up. I turned to the guy next to me and lifted the front of my skirt. I slid my feet apart and let him stare at my pussy.

His eyes were getting me close to cumming but I wasn’t ready to have an orgasm quite yet so I turned round and looked at Piper. She hadn’t lifted her skirt; instead she’d taken it off. All she was wearing was her shoes.

Not wanting to be out done, I unfastened and dropped mine.

“Want this?” One on the guys said as he held out a beer bottle.

I wondered if he was expecting me to put it in my pussy but I giggled, called him a naughty boy and sat down again.

Piper sat down as well and picked up a beer bottle.

“Cheers guys;” she said; “Here’s to a fun weekend.”

“It will be with you two around.” One of the guys said.

We sat indian style again and drank and talked about the festival and a few other irrelevant things. Because of the way we were sat the guys could see our tits and hard nipples but they couldn’t see our pussies, only our bald pubic bones.

Piper asked the guys what they did for a living, and inevitably, they asked us.

“We’re strippers.” Piper replied.

“Wow!” One of them said; “that probably explains why you seem to be comfortable sat here without any clothes on.”

“Yeah, that’s not all that we’re comfortable with.” Piper said; “maybe we’ll show you later.”

“What do you mean?” One of the guys asked.

“Well….” Piper continued; “We end our turn by kneeling on the stage with our knees wide apart and we usually cum just by being stared at by the audience.”

“What!” One of the guys said; “you can cum just by being looked at?”

“Yeah, of course,” Piper replied; “can’t all girls? Maybe we’ll show you later.”

“Ready when you are.” Another of the guys said.



“We haven’t had enough to drink yet.” I said.

“That can easily be fixed.” I heard as more bottles of beer appeared.

The conversation got round to the bands that were performing and one of the guys told everyone about one thing that happened at the same concert last year. Apparently some girls had gone crowd surfing and one had got stripped while she was being passed about.

“Wow!” I said, “I’ve got to have a go at that.”

“Me too.” Piper added.

The talk of getting stripped and groped got me feeling a little more horny and a few more beers got me more relaxed and even more horny; and without realising it at first, I’d straightened my legs and leaned back on my elbows. My legs were still closed but the front of my slit was on show; and the guys quickly noticed.

“Careful,” one of the guys said; “you might cum.”

I giggled a bit and opened my legs but stood my beer bottle in front of my pussy.

“Hey, don’t tease us.” I heard.

I picked my bottle up, took a swig and put it back in front of my pussy.

“Cock tease!” One of the guys said.

I looked over to Piper and grinned as I saw that she too had straightened her legs, but her ankles were crossed.

“If I move that bottle will you cum for us?” One of the guys asked.

“Maybe!” I replied.

I was on both my elbows at that point and I didn’t move as one of the guys reached over and took the bottle.

Four pairs of male eyes and one pair of female eyes were staring at my pussy; and that didn’t include any that were passing by.

I felt my stomach tingle, my nipples hurt and my pussy get even wetter.

“Fuck!” I heard; “look at those lips swell up and shine.”

I knew that it wouldn’t take long. My breathing got heavier and I watched my chest and stomach rise up and down faster and heavier. As I started cumming I felt the convulsions in my pussy as it wanted something to suck in.

As I started to calm down I heard,

“Fucking hell, that’s amazing. No wonder you’re a stripper; I bet that you make a lot of money with an act like that.”

“That’s no act,” Piper said, “that was real, and she’s not the only one who can do that.”

“Come on then girl; show us.”

Piper spread her legs and the same 10 eyes stared at her bald pussy as she too started to cum.

“Fucking amazing!” A male voice said. “Think what that would be like if your dick was inside that.”

To me that was an invite so I got to my feet and went and stood between 2 of the guys. I moved my feet apart, bent over (keeping my knees straight) and waggled my butt at the guy nearest my butt. As he started to fondle it I reached forward to the zip in the trousers in front of me.

As I pulled the cock out and opened my mouth I felt a cock behind me slide into my pussy.

I got fucked at both ends until I was filled at each end; but I didn’t cum again. The cock in my mouth had been pushed so far into my mouth that it was in my throat. Twice I had to push the guy back so that I could gasp for some air. I decided that I needed more practice at deep throating and made a mental note to get Piper to use the big, soft, plastic cock that we have at home on me.

When the 2 guys withdrew we sat down and watched the other 2 guys fill Piper at both ends. I could swear that Piper was taking more cock in her mouth than I was and I looked forward to us talking about it in bed one night.

After another couple of beers Piper and I decided that we needed to move on. A little surprisingly and disappointingly, we both found our bikini tops and skirts, got dressed and bade farewell to the guys saying that we might just be back sometime for more drinks and ……

We wandered around some more and it wasn’t long before we were asked to flash our tits again. Of course we obliged and we got talking to some more guys. These ones were cooking some food and we agreed on a swap; some food for a blow job. After both we were offered some beers.

About half way down the bottle I started to feel REALLY horny. Without realising it my right hand was under the flap of my skirt and playing with my pussy.

Piper must have been feeling the same as she asked,

“Did you guys put something in these beers?”

The guys laughed and one said,

“Sure did; that’ll keep you randy for the next couple of days. When it gets real bad you get yourselves over here and we’ll take care of you.”

As he said that he was rubbing his crotch and grinning. The other guys were smiling as well.

Unsurprisingly both Piper and I were a bit pissed. We wanted to be horny all the time, and get a lot of sex; but we wanted it under our terms; not because some creeps had drugged us. Piper got up, pulled me up and told the guys to ‘fuck off’. We left them but as we walked further towards the stage area we soon got over being pissed and laughed as we agreed that whatever it was that they’d got us to drink was working; we were both very randy.

As we got nearer to the stage we saw the toilets. We both needed a piss so we went and had one. We’d both expected the toilets to be disgusting and to have to piss standing up but they weren’t bad; maybe it was because it was still early and the weather was warm.

We had a look at the showers whilst we were there. We’d been expecting to have to go for the whole weekend without being able to get washed; but they too were okay looking. We decided that we weren’t going to go home stinking of sweat and cum after all.

Down at the main arena there must have been about a 1000 people watching a band that we’d never heard of. They were okay but we could have more fun wandering around and teasing men. Besides; we were both feeling quite horny. I could see Piper’s juices running down the insides of her thighs and I’m sure that I was in the same state.

When I mentioned it to Piper she said,

“Yeah I know, I’ve seen your legs. Maybe we should shorten our skirts to let the breeze dry us.”

The skirts that we were wearing were very short to start off with but when Piper rolled the top of hers it uncovered her pussy. She was going to walk around with her pussy on display.

Not wanting to miss out, I did the same. Our skirts were now more like wide belts. To add to our slutty appearance I adjusted my bikini top so that both my areolas were exposed with my nipples threatening to pop out. Piper’s response was to do the same, except with one nipple showing.

Arm in arm, we set off to where the stalls and funfair was.

“I need some more cock.” Piper said.

“Me too; let’s go the long way round; through the camp site.” I replied.

We did, and it wasn’t long before we accepted some more beers and got fucked again. The guys that we chose invited other guys to wank over us as they fucked us. I think that I got fucked by 4 guys and gave a similar number of blow jobs. When we finally left them we had cum dripping out of us and drying on our faces and bodies.

Amazingly, we still had our clothes but we didn’t fancy walking around for the rest of the day with dried cum all over us so we headed for the showers and got cleaned-up. Neither of us fancied putting cum crusted skirts and tops back on so we streaked back to our tent.

The problem was that we weren’t sure where our tent was and I’m sure that we ran further than we really needed to before we finally saw the gazebo. We were both happy that the gazebo was taller than most of the other tents.

We saw 2 policemen as we streaked but all they did was smile at us. As I ran passed them I thought about an old joke about a truncheon and smiled to myself as I ran.

We got quite a few rude comments from guys as we ran as well; all of them about what they’d like to do to us. When we got into our tent I lay on my sleeping bag cumming and thinking about having a queue of guys taking it in turn to come into the tent and fuck me.

As my high subsided I looked at Piper; she too was lying there frigging away.



Suitably refreshed we found some clean clothes and headed for the funfair.

We never did make it to the funfair that day; too many men asking to see our tits then pussies. Then it was too much beer and too much fucking and blowjobs.

I got better at deep throating that day. I hardly ever gag now although I still have to push the guy away if he tries to keep his cock in my throat for too long.

There was one guy who just wouldn’t stop ramming his cock down my throat. I thought that he’d never cum. By the time he had cum I had saliva all over my face and chest. It was even coming out of my nose.

When we woke-up the next morning we were laying naked on top of our sleeping bags. We both stank of booze and had dried cum all over us. We looked for the clothes that we’d gone out in the previous day but we couldn’t find them anywhere. We guessed that we’d staggered back to our gazebo naked.

Finding a towel each we wrapped them round us and went for a shower.

The showers were individual ones but in clusters; male and female. Each cluster was round some pallets with limited views from outside the cluster. You could either leave your stuff out on the pallets or take it into the small showers where it would probably get wet. We chose to leave our towels on the pallets and leave the shower door open (we shared one shower).

We started remembering things as the cold water washed the dried cum off us. Remembering that we’d been fucked lots of times and still has cum seeping out of us that we wanted to wash out.

Stepping out onto the pallets we looked round for a hosepipe or something but all we could find was an empty 1.5 litre soft drinks bottle.

“That’ll do.” Piper said as she rinsed it out then filled it with clean water.

She squat down and lowered her pussy onto the bottle so that the neck was inside her.

“Right Abby, get down and squeeze that bottle.”

As I did, Piper gasped and complained that it was cold. She stood up, leaving the half full bottle on the floor. She squeezed her legs together for a few seconds then opened her legs and the water came gushing out.

“That was fun,” Piper said, “let’s do it again.”

We did then did it to me twice. Piper was right; it was cold and I wished that they’d had warm water there but ‘what the hell’, I felt clean after it.

Wrapping the towels round us again, we headed back to our gazebo, this time responding to the ‘show us your tits’ requests by opening our towels and giving the guys a full frontal.

Yes, we were still horny. We didn’t know if it was just us, or the drugs that had been put in our drinks; but we didn’t care.

That day was the main day of the festival, when all the big bands were on. We were definitely going to be in the audience.

As we walked back to our gazebo we smelt bacon cooking and just had to find the source. We did and managed to scrounge a couple of bacon sandwiches; but it cost us. We had to eat them without our towels; and give 4 of the guys blow jobs.

Satisfied on all counts, we made it back to our gazebo and decided to get a bit more sleep before heading to the main arena. We lay on top of our now double sleeping bag and had a quick cuddle and diddle before falling asleep.

I was woken up by the sound of a rather loud, particularly bad band blaring out. Piper was still asleep so I started rubbing her clit to see how long it would take for her to wake-up.

About 30 seconds, but she asked me to keep going.

After she’d cum we found another little wrap skirt and bikini top each and went to the main arena. It wasn’t long before we got chatting to a group of guys and we traded our tops for some beer.

Surrounded by thousands of people we enjoyed the music and atmosphere. At one point I wanted see more of what was on stage so one of the guys volunteered to let me get on his shoulders. When he squat down to let me get on he told me to stand in front of him, facing him then lift one leg over his shoulder.

I giggled to myself as I realised that I’d be on his shoulders the wrong way round; i.e. with my stomach in his face and my pussy at his mouth. He had to support my butt and he couldn’t see what was happening on the stage but he certainly seemed to be enjoying himself; and pleasing me as his mouth got busy.

He’d made me cum before his arms got tired and he passed me to another one of the other guys. Piper too was enjoying a similar experience. We watched all our favourite band’s performance getting eaten by a number of guys – double pleasure.

Later on, one of the girls in one of the bands jumped out onto the audience and got passed around for a few minutes before being returned to the stage. That started a number of girls in the audience doing some crowd surfing.

When one of the guys said that he hoped a girl would get passed near him because he wanted a grope, I said,

“Lift me up and pass me around and you’ll get your chance.”

Another guy told me that I’d probably lose my skirt. I smiled and said,

“Let’s do it.”

Both Piper and I were raised up and passed from groping hands to groping hands. That guy was right, our skirts soon disappeared and our naked bodies got groped and probed.

Wow! What an experience; I had 2 orgasms before I got lowered to the ground.

It took me a good 5 minutes to find Piper and we never did find those guys again. We were both naked, half drunk and still as horny as hell.

We had quite a bit of fun on the way back to our gazebo that we finally reached sometime in the middle of the night.

The next morning (afternoon) when we woke up, most of the tents round us had gone. We put some clothes on, packed what we wanted to take home (leaving the gazebo and sleeping bags) and headed for home.

The Porno (soft) Films

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One night at the club we were relaxing at the bar after our acts and we were approached by a man who told us that he was a film producer. I could tell that Piper was thinking the same as me,

“Yeah, right, sure you are;” but we listened to his spiel as he went on about some of the films that he’d made. Neither of us had heard of any of them.

Anyway, he told us that he was about to make a film about girls who get naked in public and the reaction of the public around them. He said that the film was going to be produced round the Mediterranean where the climate was more conducive to outdoor nudity. That sort of got our attention but we were still sceptical. When we talked in bed later we were both a bit worried that it might be some sort of scam and that we’d end up getting kidnapped and sold to some arab slave trader.

Anyway, the next day we phoned the guy (Lucas) and told him that we wanted to go and visit his studio in England. A couple of days later we went and watched a gang-bang being filmed. Lucas offered to let us join in but neither of us fancied it – but watching them did make us horny and the back seat of our car got used just after we left.

While we were there Lucas told us that the film that he had us in mind for was going to be filmed in Marbella and that we’d be based at a villa along the coast and that it would take about 3 weeks. That sounded good to us and before we left we told Lucas that we were in. Three weeks in the sun flashing our goodies sounded great to both of us.

The next day we found out what we needed to do to get our first passports and soon made the trip to the nearest passport office.



One week later we were heading to the airport for the trip to Malaga.

We’d been told that we didn’t need to take many clothes as ever