My Bestfriend
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Friday evening, Amy and Renee had a date with a bottle of wine in the gazebo behind Renee’s bungalow. The yard was sizable and bound by a low stockade fence. Amy showed up at twilight. The women had kicked off their sandals, put their feet up on the gazebo benches and each finished a glass when Renee started talking about her sort-of boyfriend. She hadn’t said much only interesting and handsome.
Amy blushed at the description – having surreptitiously watched Renee’s version of “interesting” from behind the fence while Renee had stripped naked in the gazebo and Ray had tied her up, teased and finally fucked her out in the open. Her heart raced at the memory and her pussy dampened her panties.
“Hey!”
The women turned and saw Kevin and Ray walking across the lawn.
Amy swallowed hard and looked away from Kevin, ears burning. She looked forward to actually meeting Ray but was flustered about Kevin. Their meeting had been brief and unusual – he had caught her naked behind the fence watching the Renee and Ray show. He too had been watching and masturbating. And, after short introductions, they watched together, masturbating and touching each other. After that, they had had no contact.
In the fading light, Amy saw Kevin not only had a very hot body, but a nice face with a wolfish grin.
The pair reached the gazebo and Renee made the formal introductions.
“So.” Ray clapped his hands together and looked at Renee. “Are you ready to go?” He held out his and helped Renee off the bench.
“Where are you going,” Amy asked Renee anxiously.
“We have tickets,” Ray explained, “for a band at a club downtown. If we don’t leave now, we won’t get a seat.” He waved goodbye to Kevin and Amy and crossed the lawn toward the driveway. Renee turned to Amy and gave her a long sly wink. “Make yourselves at home – and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
Amy blushed as she watched Renee walk away and then turned to Kevin. It was the first time they had seen one another since – well – their joint voyeur incident. She stood. “I'll get you a clean glass.” Her voice waivered. Before he could refuse, she took his glass and was off. She needed an excuse for her to go into the house and use the bathroom. The lush grass tickled her bare feet.
In the bathroom she pulled up her skirt, pulled down her damp Brazilian undies and got the toilet paper. Wiping made her tremble with pleasure –- and want more. She slipped her panties off, balled them up and stashed them under the sink.
She sat for a moment, thinking about the week between her last meeting with Kevin and tonight.
The night after the encounter, she had been home alone, unable to face Renee so soon. She had come home and immediately stripped naked and then performed her normal routine in the buff. She pulled the blinds down, but partially open – secretly hoping someone was watching. The experiment kept her in a permanent state of arousal and she had to stop frequently for tissues to wipe – but it was lovely. As the evening progressed, she knew she would have to masturbate before going to bed. She drank another glass of wine and placed it beside the computer. In the bedroom, she got her favorite glass dildo from her nightstand but left the lube. Amy smirked smugly – she was already very wet. Sitting in front of the screen – she dialed up some free porn videos – and found one with two women in an outdoor shower. Three sides had slatted blinds and the forth was open. Sure it was cheesy and staged, but when the two full-figured women began lathering each other, she became deliriously wet. She thought of Renee's long lean body and how she would love to touch her all over, to soap her sexy body. Without thinking, Amy had slipped the dildo inside – it was the perfect thickness filing her and with the right curve and weight touched ever spot perfectly making her orgasms hard and fast. And while it was good – it couldn't whisper in her ear and tell her she was pretty or delicious or sexy or that she felt good and her touch was amazing.
After she got off, her knees were wobbly and she staggered to the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet, Amy stared into space – and the she saw the razor. Barely thinking, she grabbed it and shaved her pussy – every single hair from her navel all the way up her ass until she was clean and hair-free. After rubbing her hands from top to the top of her bottom and feeling no strays, she poured almond oil in her hands and rubbed her newly bare skin vigorously. Using a hand-mirror, she stared and touched and stared some more at her virgin-bare vagina. She had always kept it neat and trimmed – but never completely bald. She had heard other women complain about shaving and stubble and the upkeep. But at the moment it felt glorious and liberating – as if she had been able to get to an even lower level of nakedness.
Amy walked to the kitchen to get more wine. Her absolutely nude pussy felt incredible – every draft tingled nicely. For the first time in her life, she felt truly naked. She poured and sipped her wine. Every step that she took brought the faintest swish of air against her newly bare skin – and it excited her from the inside out. By the time she had walked from the kitchen to the living room, her pussy was wet enough to wipe. She took another sip of wine, brought the computer out of sleep mode and opened the blinds a little more. She found a 10 minute video and let it play but she could barely focus. Without hesitation, she had the dildo stuffed up her cunt rode it hard – her whole body quivering until she came with a load grunt. Then, all she could do was ease herself to the floor and close her eyes. Amy left the dildo where it was – her pussy beating around the glass phallus. She couldn't even manage to take it out.
The next few evenings had gone on much the same way: no dinner, two glasses of wine, short porn videos from the Internet and massive orgasms. Other than a sore left arm, nothing changed – except on Wednesday, she thought she saw someone watching from the building across the street. On Thursday, instead of lowering the blinds she pulled them up and strategically lit the rooms to create the most light with the least glare from the outside. As she prepared – getting wine, her dildo, a towel to sit on so as not to stain the chair – she paraded about, conscious to stand tall and walk on her tip-toes so her figure looked its best. She clicked around and scrolled until she found the voyeur clips. Selecting an amateur dressing room short, she watched without touching herself. Amy's mind drifted – she thought about someone watching her – and suddenly she felt the urge to put on a show.
The idea of being watched made her wet and porn became only background noise. She ran her hands through her hair and arched her back so her nipples pointed to the ceiling and her abdomen stretched showing the maximum tone. The naughtiness, the decadence of her own little porn show made her pussy pulse. She licked her fingertips, wet her nipples and pinched them – all very slowly. In her mind there was a handsome man at a window stroking his cock. She cupped her breasts and rubbed them, sat up and drained the wine.
Slowly she twisted the chair toward the window and stood. Every move she made was planned and executed like a runway model in practice. She bent over from the waist to pause the video. Hips swinging, Amy cat-walked to the kitchen. Standing in profile to the large windows, she poured her wine, displaying her nude body to an unknown, perhaps imaginary, voyeur. After she downed half a glass, she filled it again. Amy walked back to the computer and toward the window. Slowly and deliberately, on the balls of her feet, one foot placed directly in front of the other, shoulders back and proudly nude she strode.
In the chair, she twisted the monitor as if she were watching but turned to face the window and began touching herself all over. The thought of being watched, of being an exhibitionist, thrilled her as much as being a watcher. In no time, she was wet and buzzed. She rubbed the bulbous glass head between her pussy lips and ran it from bottom to top – ground it against her clit, making her shiver – and then back again. When the dildo was slick she slipped it inside with ease. At first she worked it with her hand then, hips churning, rode the dildo at a furious pace. Everything else was blocked out – Amy focused only on her orgasm. And she came, hard, fast and in waves. She coughed and gasped and fell to her knees. Never before this week had cumming been so intense. When she could finally lift herself, Amy finished her wine and closed the blinds for the night.
Now, less than a week later, she was at Renee's again – alone with Kevin. The memories of watching Renee and Ray got her pulse racing. Amy walked across the grass, tickling between her toes. She put the glass on the small café table in the gazebo and sat, curling her legs under her ass and covering her knees with the skirt.
Kevin poured himself a glass and raised it. “Cheers.”
They touched rims and drank.
“So, what are we going to do while Ray and Renee are gone? Any ideas?”
Amy's mind ran wild. She wanted to strip him right there, get on her knees and suck his cock. After that she wasn’t sure – so many options. Oh, she had ideas and desires and fantasies.
“I don't know, what do you want to do?”
She smiled and looked at the ground – and you, she thought, have NO idea what I have in mind.
Kevin leaned forward conspiratorially. He looked at her almost empty glass and then his almost full one. “Okay, here’s a fair deal – the last one to finish first makes the loser tell all. Agreed?”
Amy nodded.
“Ready, set, Go!”
Amy finished first and smiled. “You gotta tell all!”
“Oh no.” He shook his head. “You lost. I am the last one to finish first.”
Amy blinked slowly once or twice. Damn, he had tricked her. She swallowed hard – and she knew she wanted it, but didn’t want to have to say it out loud … because it would be admitting to another person what she thought to be a dark secret. Though, she reasoned – if she were to tell anyone, it would be Kevin. With a deep breath, she leaned in and whispered loudly, “I want what Renee had.”
Kevin's eyebrows jumped.
Amy nodded. “Yes, I want that. I want you to blindfold me, right here and strip me naked in the night and tease me and please me. And I don't care who sees.”
“You're tipsy.”
“Do I have to repeat myself?”
“I thought you liked to watch.”
“I do, but for the last week I could think of nothing else but being watched.” Her filter from mind to mouth was impaired. “I masturbated in my apartment with the blinds open.”
Kevin inhaled sharply. “I wish I could have been there.”
She crawled on him. “Tonight I want you to participate.” Amy swigged from the bottle. “You can have your clothes on and jerk off – on me if you want. But I have to be blindfolded, naked, teased and fucked. Got it? You gotta fuck me tonight.”
Kevin could barely believe the words coming out of her mouth.
“You’re sure?”
“Every time I walked around my house naked – and I mean pussy-shaved naked – I thought about you – your nice balls and tasty cock and you licking my wet, wet, wet pussy.”
Kevin swallowed hard and watched as Amy lifted her skirt and spread her legs.
“I shaved – twice this week. I never knew how naked a girl could feel with her clothes off and her hair gone.”
Kevin stared.
“If the cat's got your tongue, you better get it back. I want it right here,” she pointed to her bare pussy, “and I want it now.”
Kevin didn’t hesitate. He got on his knees and lifted her flimsy skirt to find her tender, bare pussy unencumbered by underwear. Like a wolf, he pounced – mouth open and hungry for her.
Amy tossed her head back and groaned loudly as his lips touched hers. She pulled her skirt up around her waist and spread her knees even wider.
Kevin's mouth alternated hard and soft on her clit and as deep as he could get his tongue inside her. She tasted sweet and he wanted her to cum in his mouth. With his hands he grabbed and pinched her ass making her back arch. He looked up and she was looking him directly in the eye.
Amy winked and he watched as she pulled her tee-shirt over her head and tossed it into the darkness.
His prick hardening prick chafed against his cotton underwear, but he kept licking.
Surprised when he had first encountered Amy in the gap between the garage and fence, he had been shocked when she consented to watch together and wanted touching. Her touch had been thrilling. The illicit voyeurism combined with the fondling of a hot, strange woman was magical combination of circumstances never to be recreated. Kevin had spent as much time watching Amy as he had watching Ray and Renee. She was the kind of understated sexy girl – one who wore blousy skirts and voluminous gauzy tops – who looked to all the world like crunchy-granola ultra-feminist – but who wore Brazilian cut undies and designer, demi-cup, push-up bras. A girl who, if called a 'naturalist' or 'nudist' would be underestimating her but not Amy – she was the whole package – exhibitionist and voyeur in one.
He licked and she covered his head with her skirt, making her feel powerful and him like a slave for crawling underneath and letting her use his face.
As he licked, she got wetter and soft moans escaped her lips. She wiggled her hips and grabbed him by the hair to manipulate his head – and therefore his mouth – to exactly where he wanted it as his delightful tongue swished around her clit and between her lips and poked inside her cunt. A soft breeze blew making her nipples hard, and she licked her fingers and wet and pinched her nipples making them harder and more sensitive to the touch and any zephyr that crossed the gazebo. Then she closed her thighs and pushed him out.
Kevin moved back, confused, until she shucked her skirt and tossed it too into the darkness and then she was perfectly, beautifully naked.
Amy looked at him with fire in her eyes. “What was that you said about being 'equally naked?'“
He stood and pulled off his shirt. Following her lead, Kevin tossed it into the darkness. His stripped off his pants and underwear and – in a gesture of true commitment – he tossed them in different directions: pants away from the house, underwear toward the fence – far enough that if caught naked he couldn't dress quickly – he would have to stand, be proudly naked and walk (or run) across the lawn to find them. And then, Kevin was as naked and vulnerable as Amy – except for his pubic hair.
His cock throbbed and bounced.
She admired it and grinned. With the simple gesture of an index finger, she summoned him closer so that she could suck is pulsing member and play with her clit while she had him in her mouth. The reality was better than she could have imagined. His big, dripping mushroom leaked on the back of her tongue coating her throat making her even wetter than she could have imagined. While she sucked him, trying to get him deep enough to have his pubic hair tickle her nose, she rubbed her nub and breathed heavily. Her chest throbbed – her pussy pulsed. She spit out his dick and looked him in the eye. “Blindfold me and tease me – like Ray did to Renee.”
He stepped back, off the gazebo and found her thin skirt. Grinning, he took it in both hands and wound it tightly. Then, with a swift move he put it over her eyes and tied it behind her head. Unasked he went back to the awn and found her bra. With her sightless, he brought her hands behind her back and bound them with the bra straps until she was naked and helpless. He turned up the lights. “Anyone with a view can see you now.”
She gasped.
“Don't move.” His tone was commanding and definitive.
Amy froze, not knowing what to expect. She heard Kevin leave the gazebo.
He wandered through the dark, found his pants, took the leather belt and tossed the jeans further into the night.
Buck naked, he returned, buckle jingling. Folding the belt in half he slapped it into his palm, making her jump.
“Do you really want what Renee had? Really?”
“Yes, she whispered.”
“Good.” He smirked. “I want to give it to you.”
She swallowed hard, wondering what was to come next.
He touched her taut nipples gently with the soft warn leather.
She hissed, her whole body tensing.
He cracked the belt again in his hand. “I want you to have pleasure, not pain. But it may sting. Are you okay with that?”
Her pussy throbbed and leaked on to her thighs. “Be gentle, please.”
“Stand,” he said, “and assume the position.”
Amy knew what he meant. Feeling her way around, she stood and then climbed up on the bench and reached upward until she could grab one of the beams. Not being as tall as Renee, she stood on her tip-toes to stand and reach. She was ultimately vulnerable. While she couldn't explain it if she had to – she trusted that Kevin wouldn't actually hurt her. She knew, deep down he was only interested in pleasure – not pain.
He smacked her ass with the belt. The sound was more startling than the light sting. And she loved it.
He used the loop of the belt to tease her breasts and then her belly and then let it rest on her pussy.
She gasped wondering what he would do next.
On the other side of the fence Renee and Ray were watching, both of them dripping wet and horny. Ray knew Amy and Kevin had watched them last week and convinced Renee to drive around several blocks only to park out front and sneak down the driveway. “We don’t want to walk in on anything but if we see them doing –well, whatever – we shouldn't interrupt.” With that, he took Renee's hand and guided her into the space between the garage and the fence.
Renee was suitably shocked. While she had known for years she was a bit of a deviant, she had always kept it from Amy who she had considered her “straight-laced” friend. But there she was in the same position Renee herself had been only a week ago, naked, outside and being teased by Kevin. She had had no idea that Amy was such a kinky girl.
They watched and played as Kevin smacked Amy's bare ass with the belt, ran it between her thighs and made her gasp and moan. Kevin was creative. He licked her, smacked her ass, toucher her pussy and breasts with the belt and used his tongue to wet her before he began all over again.
Watching, Renee too wanted the same. She imagined the intensity of the leather on wet nipples, wet pussy and a wet ass. The crack of the belt in Kevin's palm made Amy moan without a touch. She leaned back against the garage wall and Ray positioned himself in front of her so he could lick her pussy while she watched. Sucking in her wetness, getting his nose and cheeks smeared with her juices got him hard and dripping. He stocked his cock while Renee watched.
They both heard the crack of the belt – Amy moaned with pleasure and Renee groaned. Ray looked up and Renee was pinching both her nipples– he grinned – as much as he could with a mouth full of delicious pussy.
Renee grabbed his head with one hand and pushed his face deep between her thighs. Ray stroked his cock – enough to keep himself hard but not enough to cum. He wanted to save that for later.
For Renee, later was now – but behind the fence wasn't working for her. She grabbed Ray by the hand and led him back to the driveway. Naked and in glow of the light from the kitchen window, they stood at the fence gate as Renee slowly and quietly unlatched and pushed it open. Ray looked over his shoulder at every dog that barked in the distance and every branch that creaked in the wind. The thrill of possibly being caught was intense. Though Renee didn't want to admit it: the consequences of a man being caught naked in public were greater than for a woman. His heart felt like it would burst from his chest – and Renee was taking forever.
The gate partly open, Renee waived him through. She closed and latched the gate and motioned for Ray to follow She ducked down and walk along the fence until they were in the unsteady shadow of a Sycamore tree. As the breeze blew and ruffled the leaves, the streetlight lit their dark, little patch. It wasn't perfect – and so what if they got caught? They were in her own yard. Renee's only concerned about her relationship with Amy. She was afraid that if Amy found out tonight had been set up, she would be mad. That Amy had seen her with Ray the week before had been … strange. And she wouldn't have known until Kevin said something about the girl watching over the fence – and how absolutely mesmerized – and more – she had been. Kevin said he had left out a lot of their encounter – but he only said – Amy had been intense.
Renee saw Amy twisting and turning in the breeze at the hands of Kevin. She knew exactly what Amy was going through – every thrill, every unexpected touch – stinging or sensual. If Kevin was as good as Ray, his words would be doing as much to her as his actions. Replaying some of the lovely, dirty talk Ray had burned her ears with the other night, made her blush.
Amy's moans and groans grew louder, carrying across the yard to Renee and Ray who both smiled in the dark.
Though Amy could have tried harder to be quiet, she didn't want to. The sexual adrenaline rush was deep and she felt like she needed the wild abandonment of not holding back anything. She turned off her mind, her filter of proper and appropriate, and followed every impulse to express her enjoyment.
“Spread your legs,” Kevin said in a harsh whisper.
Her heart raced and she complied.
He put his hand between her thighs and cupped her bare pussy. His fingertips were rough against her silky smooth cunt – and yet his touch was magic. She trembled and whimpered and was on the edge of joyful tears. She had never felt so alive, so aroused and so dirty.
Watching Amy's emersion in pleasure made Renee wet, again. She said nothing but turned to Ray, and without word forced him to lie on the grass – feet to the fence, head toward the gazebo. Renee squatted over his face, wiggled her ass and Ray pushed his face, tongue first, into her crotch. His nose pressed, delightfully, against her clit – his tongue digging into her pussy. “Don't move,” she whispered, then rocked her hips back and forth rubbing her cunt on his whole face – soft tongue, firm nose and stubbled cheeks. Her breathing was sharp and uneven as she watched Amy's hot, naked body be sexually twanged by Kevin. As much as she liked Ray – and loved what he was doing – she too wanted be there with Amy. She imagined being in the gazebo with Amy – naked and outstretched. Her mind had them staring at each other's naked bodies and watching the other being teased and pleased. Her imagination didn't care if it was just Ray or just Kevin or both men, naked, playing with them. She wanted to feel Kevin's hands on her while Kevin and Amy watched – and she wanted too to see Ray use the whip and his hands and his mouth on Amy. Renee rocked her hips and ground her crotch onto Ray's face. His breath was hot and delicious – and she felt her orgasmic wave rising. It was as much mental as it was physical.
“Fuck me! Please!”
Amy’s familiar words resonated and renewed Renee’s a****l hunger for sweet, orgasmic release. She ground her crotch into Ray's face – the wave cresting.
Kevin spread Amy's thighs and rammed his hard cock inside her. Amy shouted.
Renee came. She gushed all over Ray's face, inspiring him to lick her harder and faster, her juices making his cheeks and chin slick. Her thighs burned from squatting – she could barely move when a booming orgasm caused her to tuck her face into the crook of her elbow to keep from shouting.
She groaned and grunted loudly as she than she meant to.
Amy's eyes flashed open, squinting into the darkness, searching – until Kevin’s thick cock, with the swollen bulb and the wickedly curved ridge poked her. Her eyes snapped open, unfocused and she sank into the delicious, warm depths of satisfaction. “Oh … right … there.” Her words staggered with every thrust. “Don’t … you … stop.”
Renee gushed and wiggled her hips, spreading her sticky cum all over Ray's nose and cheeks and mouth and chin. She smirked. Rubbing her cum in his face made that much more satisfying.
“Fuck this,” he said. He pushed her off his face and she fell to the ground. He stood, brushed the twigs and grass off his naked ass and helped Renee from the ground. But when she popped up, he held on to her wrist and twisted it behind her back.
She gasped, not at the twinge of pain but in surprise.
Jaw set with a frown, he then grabbed her other wrist and marched her toward the gazebo, toward the light, naked for Kevin to see.
His friend said nothing but only gave a sly, wolfish grin.
forced to step up and into the gazebo, Ray parked her under the spotlight.
Her arms still held behind her back, Renee was only two feet away from Amy who was still blindfolded. Her breathing was loud and rapid as if she had be running. Renee studied Amy's curves, from top to bottom and back again. Even hard as pebbles, Amy's nipples were much larger than her own – her mouth watered, wanting badly to lick them. She had never felt this way about a woman but her clit throbbed with desire.
Restrained two feet away, Renee was able to lust freely. She wanted to lick and suck and tease and nibbled her friend's hard cherries in a way that only a woman could. She wanted to press her face in her bosom and run her hand over Amy's naked body. She wanted to trace each breast with her tongue and lick, up the edge of her soft, waxed underarms to her throat. She imagined kissing Amy's soft nape while grabbing her smooth, firm ass, and cupping her pussy. She wanted the blindfold between them so she would not hesitate. One look from Amy would stop her cold and drain her courage.
Renee's chest heaved and thundered. Her breathing was ragged.
She tore her eyes from her carnal temptation and saw the men exchange a look.
Kevin stepped back from Amy and sat on the bench.
Ray whispered in Renee's ear, “We know you want her. And we want to watch while you have her.” He released her arms and stepped back.
And there she was, naked – every nerve humming – consumed with desire for another woman – her friend. All the thoughts that had just flooded her brain – everything that had been impossible was now possible. She hesitated and, deciding she might never have this opportunity again, she stepped forward, opened her mouth and aimed her tongue at Amy's nipple.
Amy blushed at the description – having surreptitiously watched Renee’s version of “interesting” from behind the fence while Renee had stripped naked in the gazebo and Ray had tied her up, teased and finally fucked her out in the open. Her heart raced at the memory and her pussy dampened her panties.
“Hey!”
The women turned and saw Kevin and Ray walking across the lawn.
Amy swallowed hard and looked away from Kevin, ears burning. She looked forward to actually meeting Ray but was flustered about Kevin. Their meeting had been brief and unusual – he had caught her naked behind the fence watching the Renee and Ray show. He too had been watching and masturbating. And, after short introductions, they watched together, masturbating and touching each other. After that, they had had no contact.
In the fading light, Amy saw Kevin not only had a very hot body, but a nice face with a wolfish grin.
The pair reached the gazebo and Renee made the formal introductions.
“So.” Ray clapped his hands together and looked at Renee. “Are you ready to go?” He held out his and helped Renee off the bench.
“Where are you going,” Amy asked Renee anxiously.
“We have tickets,” Ray explained, “for a band at a club downtown. If we don’t leave now, we won’t get a seat.” He waved goodbye to Kevin and Amy and crossed the lawn toward the driveway. Renee turned to Amy and gave her a long sly wink. “Make yourselves at home – and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
Amy blushed as she watched Renee walk away and then turned to Kevin. It was the first time they had seen one another since – well – their joint voyeur incident. She stood. “I'll get you a clean glass.” Her voice waivered. Before he could refuse, she took his glass and was off. She needed an excuse for her to go into the house and use the bathroom. The lush grass tickled her bare feet.
In the bathroom she pulled up her skirt, pulled down her damp Brazilian undies and got the toilet paper. Wiping made her tremble with pleasure –- and want more. She slipped her panties off, balled them up and stashed them under the sink.
She sat for a moment, thinking about the week between her last meeting with Kevin and tonight.
The night after the encounter, she had been home alone, unable to face Renee so soon. She had come home and immediately stripped naked and then performed her normal routine in the buff. She pulled the blinds down, but partially open – secretly hoping someone was watching. The experiment kept her in a permanent state of arousal and she had to stop frequently for tissues to wipe – but it was lovely. As the evening progressed, she knew she would have to masturbate before going to bed. She drank another glass of wine and placed it beside the computer. In the bedroom, she got her favorite glass dildo from her nightstand but left the lube. Amy smirked smugly – she was already very wet. Sitting in front of the screen – she dialed up some free porn videos – and found one with two women in an outdoor shower. Three sides had slatted blinds and the forth was open. Sure it was cheesy and staged, but when the two full-figured women began lathering each other, she became deliriously wet. She thought of Renee's long lean body and how she would love to touch her all over, to soap her sexy body. Without thinking, Amy had slipped the dildo inside – it was the perfect thickness filing her and with the right curve and weight touched ever spot perfectly making her orgasms hard and fast. And while it was good – it couldn't whisper in her ear and tell her she was pretty or delicious or sexy or that she felt good and her touch was amazing.
After she got off, her knees were wobbly and she staggered to the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet, Amy stared into space – and the she saw the razor. Barely thinking, she grabbed it and shaved her pussy – every single hair from her navel all the way up her ass until she was clean and hair-free. After rubbing her hands from top to the top of her bottom and feeling no strays, she poured almond oil in her hands and rubbed her newly bare skin vigorously. Using a hand-mirror, she stared and touched and stared some more at her virgin-bare vagina. She had always kept it neat and trimmed – but never completely bald. She had heard other women complain about shaving and stubble and the upkeep. But at the moment it felt glorious and liberating – as if she had been able to get to an even lower level of nakedness.
Amy walked to the kitchen to get more wine. Her absolutely nude pussy felt incredible – every draft tingled nicely. For the first time in her life, she felt truly naked. She poured and sipped her wine. Every step that she took brought the faintest swish of air against her newly bare skin – and it excited her from the inside out. By the time she had walked from the kitchen to the living room, her pussy was wet enough to wipe. She took another sip of wine, brought the computer out of sleep mode and opened the blinds a little more. She found a 10 minute video and let it play but she could barely focus. Without hesitation, she had the dildo stuffed up her cunt rode it hard – her whole body quivering until she came with a load grunt. Then, all she could do was ease herself to the floor and close her eyes. Amy left the dildo where it was – her pussy beating around the glass phallus. She couldn't even manage to take it out.
The next few evenings had gone on much the same way: no dinner, two glasses of wine, short porn videos from the Internet and massive orgasms. Other than a sore left arm, nothing changed – except on Wednesday, she thought she saw someone watching from the building across the street. On Thursday, instead of lowering the blinds she pulled them up and strategically lit the rooms to create the most light with the least glare from the outside. As she prepared – getting wine, her dildo, a towel to sit on so as not to stain the chair – she paraded about, conscious to stand tall and walk on her tip-toes so her figure looked its best. She clicked around and scrolled until she found the voyeur clips. Selecting an amateur dressing room short, she watched without touching herself. Amy's mind drifted – she thought about someone watching her – and suddenly she felt the urge to put on a show.
The idea of being watched made her wet and porn became only background noise. She ran her hands through her hair and arched her back so her nipples pointed to the ceiling and her abdomen stretched showing the maximum tone. The naughtiness, the decadence of her own little porn show made her pussy pulse. She licked her fingertips, wet her nipples and pinched them – all very slowly. In her mind there was a handsome man at a window stroking his cock. She cupped her breasts and rubbed them, sat up and drained the wine.
Slowly she twisted the chair toward the window and stood. Every move she made was planned and executed like a runway model in practice. She bent over from the waist to pause the video. Hips swinging, Amy cat-walked to the kitchen. Standing in profile to the large windows, she poured her wine, displaying her nude body to an unknown, perhaps imaginary, voyeur. After she downed half a glass, she filled it again. Amy walked back to the computer and toward the window. Slowly and deliberately, on the balls of her feet, one foot placed directly in front of the other, shoulders back and proudly nude she strode.
In the chair, she twisted the monitor as if she were watching but turned to face the window and began touching herself all over. The thought of being watched, of being an exhibitionist, thrilled her as much as being a watcher. In no time, she was wet and buzzed. She rubbed the bulbous glass head between her pussy lips and ran it from bottom to top – ground it against her clit, making her shiver – and then back again. When the dildo was slick she slipped it inside with ease. At first she worked it with her hand then, hips churning, rode the dildo at a furious pace. Everything else was blocked out – Amy focused only on her orgasm. And she came, hard, fast and in waves. She coughed and gasped and fell to her knees. Never before this week had cumming been so intense. When she could finally lift herself, Amy finished her wine and closed the blinds for the night.
Now, less than a week later, she was at Renee's again – alone with Kevin. The memories of watching Renee and Ray got her pulse racing. Amy walked across the grass, tickling between her toes. She put the glass on the small café table in the gazebo and sat, curling her legs under her ass and covering her knees with the skirt.
Kevin poured himself a glass and raised it. “Cheers.”
They touched rims and drank.
“So, what are we going to do while Ray and Renee are gone? Any ideas?”
Amy's mind ran wild. She wanted to strip him right there, get on her knees and suck his cock. After that she wasn’t sure – so many options. Oh, she had ideas and desires and fantasies.
“I don't know, what do you want to do?”
She smiled and looked at the ground – and you, she thought, have NO idea what I have in mind.
Kevin leaned forward conspiratorially. He looked at her almost empty glass and then his almost full one. “Okay, here’s a fair deal – the last one to finish first makes the loser tell all. Agreed?”
Amy nodded.
“Ready, set, Go!”
Amy finished first and smiled. “You gotta tell all!”
“Oh no.” He shook his head. “You lost. I am the last one to finish first.”
Amy blinked slowly once or twice. Damn, he had tricked her. She swallowed hard – and she knew she wanted it, but didn’t want to have to say it out loud … because it would be admitting to another person what she thought to be a dark secret. Though, she reasoned – if she were to tell anyone, it would be Kevin. With a deep breath, she leaned in and whispered loudly, “I want what Renee had.”
Kevin's eyebrows jumped.
Amy nodded. “Yes, I want that. I want you to blindfold me, right here and strip me naked in the night and tease me and please me. And I don't care who sees.”
“You're tipsy.”
“Do I have to repeat myself?”
“I thought you liked to watch.”
“I do, but for the last week I could think of nothing else but being watched.” Her filter from mind to mouth was impaired. “I masturbated in my apartment with the blinds open.”
Kevin inhaled sharply. “I wish I could have been there.”
She crawled on him. “Tonight I want you to participate.” Amy swigged from the bottle. “You can have your clothes on and jerk off – on me if you want. But I have to be blindfolded, naked, teased and fucked. Got it? You gotta fuck me tonight.”
Kevin could barely believe the words coming out of her mouth.
“You’re sure?”
“Every time I walked around my house naked – and I mean pussy-shaved naked – I thought about you – your nice balls and tasty cock and you licking my wet, wet, wet pussy.”
Kevin swallowed hard and watched as Amy lifted her skirt and spread her legs.
“I shaved – twice this week. I never knew how naked a girl could feel with her clothes off and her hair gone.”
Kevin stared.
“If the cat's got your tongue, you better get it back. I want it right here,” she pointed to her bare pussy, “and I want it now.”
Kevin didn’t hesitate. He got on his knees and lifted her flimsy skirt to find her tender, bare pussy unencumbered by underwear. Like a wolf, he pounced – mouth open and hungry for her.
Amy tossed her head back and groaned loudly as his lips touched hers. She pulled her skirt up around her waist and spread her knees even wider.
Kevin's mouth alternated hard and soft on her clit and as deep as he could get his tongue inside her. She tasted sweet and he wanted her to cum in his mouth. With his hands he grabbed and pinched her ass making her back arch. He looked up and she was looking him directly in the eye.
Amy winked and he watched as she pulled her tee-shirt over her head and tossed it into the darkness.
His prick hardening prick chafed against his cotton underwear, but he kept licking.
Surprised when he had first encountered Amy in the gap between the garage and fence, he had been shocked when she consented to watch together and wanted touching. Her touch had been thrilling. The illicit voyeurism combined with the fondling of a hot, strange woman was magical combination of circumstances never to be recreated. Kevin had spent as much time watching Amy as he had watching Ray and Renee. She was the kind of understated sexy girl – one who wore blousy skirts and voluminous gauzy tops – who looked to all the world like crunchy-granola ultra-feminist – but who wore Brazilian cut undies and designer, demi-cup, push-up bras. A girl who, if called a 'naturalist' or 'nudist' would be underestimating her but not Amy – she was the whole package – exhibitionist and voyeur in one.
He licked and she covered his head with her skirt, making her feel powerful and him like a slave for crawling underneath and letting her use his face.
As he licked, she got wetter and soft moans escaped her lips. She wiggled her hips and grabbed him by the hair to manipulate his head – and therefore his mouth – to exactly where he wanted it as his delightful tongue swished around her clit and between her lips and poked inside her cunt. A soft breeze blew making her nipples hard, and she licked her fingers and wet and pinched her nipples making them harder and more sensitive to the touch and any zephyr that crossed the gazebo. Then she closed her thighs and pushed him out.
Kevin moved back, confused, until she shucked her skirt and tossed it too into the darkness and then she was perfectly, beautifully naked.
Amy looked at him with fire in her eyes. “What was that you said about being 'equally naked?'“
He stood and pulled off his shirt. Following her lead, Kevin tossed it into the darkness. His stripped off his pants and underwear and – in a gesture of true commitment – he tossed them in different directions: pants away from the house, underwear toward the fence – far enough that if caught naked he couldn't dress quickly – he would have to stand, be proudly naked and walk (or run) across the lawn to find them. And then, Kevin was as naked and vulnerable as Amy – except for his pubic hair.
His cock throbbed and bounced.
She admired it and grinned. With the simple gesture of an index finger, she summoned him closer so that she could suck is pulsing member and play with her clit while she had him in her mouth. The reality was better than she could have imagined. His big, dripping mushroom leaked on the back of her tongue coating her throat making her even wetter than she could have imagined. While she sucked him, trying to get him deep enough to have his pubic hair tickle her nose, she rubbed her nub and breathed heavily. Her chest throbbed – her pussy pulsed. She spit out his dick and looked him in the eye. “Blindfold me and tease me – like Ray did to Renee.”
He stepped back, off the gazebo and found her thin skirt. Grinning, he took it in both hands and wound it tightly. Then, with a swift move he put it over her eyes and tied it behind her head. Unasked he went back to the awn and found her bra. With her sightless, he brought her hands behind her back and bound them with the bra straps until she was naked and helpless. He turned up the lights. “Anyone with a view can see you now.”
She gasped.
“Don't move.” His tone was commanding and definitive.
Amy froze, not knowing what to expect. She heard Kevin leave the gazebo.
He wandered through the dark, found his pants, took the leather belt and tossed the jeans further into the night.
Buck naked, he returned, buckle jingling. Folding the belt in half he slapped it into his palm, making her jump.
“Do you really want what Renee had? Really?”
“Yes, she whispered.”
“Good.” He smirked. “I want to give it to you.”
She swallowed hard, wondering what was to come next.
He touched her taut nipples gently with the soft warn leather.
She hissed, her whole body tensing.
He cracked the belt again in his hand. “I want you to have pleasure, not pain. But it may sting. Are you okay with that?”
Her pussy throbbed and leaked on to her thighs. “Be gentle, please.”
“Stand,” he said, “and assume the position.”
Amy knew what he meant. Feeling her way around, she stood and then climbed up on the bench and reached upward until she could grab one of the beams. Not being as tall as Renee, she stood on her tip-toes to stand and reach. She was ultimately vulnerable. While she couldn't explain it if she had to – she trusted that Kevin wouldn't actually hurt her. She knew, deep down he was only interested in pleasure – not pain.
He smacked her ass with the belt. The sound was more startling than the light sting. And she loved it.
He used the loop of the belt to tease her breasts and then her belly and then let it rest on her pussy.
She gasped wondering what he would do next.
On the other side of the fence Renee and Ray were watching, both of them dripping wet and horny. Ray knew Amy and Kevin had watched them last week and convinced Renee to drive around several blocks only to park out front and sneak down the driveway. “We don’t want to walk in on anything but if we see them doing –well, whatever – we shouldn't interrupt.” With that, he took Renee's hand and guided her into the space between the garage and the fence.
Renee was suitably shocked. While she had known for years she was a bit of a deviant, she had always kept it from Amy who she had considered her “straight-laced” friend. But there she was in the same position Renee herself had been only a week ago, naked, outside and being teased by Kevin. She had had no idea that Amy was such a kinky girl.
They watched and played as Kevin smacked Amy's bare ass with the belt, ran it between her thighs and made her gasp and moan. Kevin was creative. He licked her, smacked her ass, toucher her pussy and breasts with the belt and used his tongue to wet her before he began all over again.
Watching, Renee too wanted the same. She imagined the intensity of the leather on wet nipples, wet pussy and a wet ass. The crack of the belt in Kevin's palm made Amy moan without a touch. She leaned back against the garage wall and Ray positioned himself in front of her so he could lick her pussy while she watched. Sucking in her wetness, getting his nose and cheeks smeared with her juices got him hard and dripping. He stocked his cock while Renee watched.
They both heard the crack of the belt – Amy moaned with pleasure and Renee groaned. Ray looked up and Renee was pinching both her nipples– he grinned – as much as he could with a mouth full of delicious pussy.
Renee grabbed his head with one hand and pushed his face deep between her thighs. Ray stroked his cock – enough to keep himself hard but not enough to cum. He wanted to save that for later.
For Renee, later was now – but behind the fence wasn't working for her. She grabbed Ray by the hand and led him back to the driveway. Naked and in glow of the light from the kitchen window, they stood at the fence gate as Renee slowly and quietly unlatched and pushed it open. Ray looked over his shoulder at every dog that barked in the distance and every branch that creaked in the wind. The thrill of possibly being caught was intense. Though Renee didn't want to admit it: the consequences of a man being caught naked in public were greater than for a woman. His heart felt like it would burst from his chest – and Renee was taking forever.
The gate partly open, Renee waived him through. She closed and latched the gate and motioned for Ray to follow She ducked down and walk along the fence until they were in the unsteady shadow of a Sycamore tree. As the breeze blew and ruffled the leaves, the streetlight lit their dark, little patch. It wasn't perfect – and so what if they got caught? They were in her own yard. Renee's only concerned about her relationship with Amy. She was afraid that if Amy found out tonight had been set up, she would be mad. That Amy had seen her with Ray the week before had been … strange. And she wouldn't have known until Kevin said something about the girl watching over the fence – and how absolutely mesmerized – and more – she had been. Kevin said he had left out a lot of their encounter – but he only said – Amy had been intense.
Renee saw Amy twisting and turning in the breeze at the hands of Kevin. She knew exactly what Amy was going through – every thrill, every unexpected touch – stinging or sensual. If Kevin was as good as Ray, his words would be doing as much to her as his actions. Replaying some of the lovely, dirty talk Ray had burned her ears with the other night, made her blush.
Amy's moans and groans grew louder, carrying across the yard to Renee and Ray who both smiled in the dark.
Though Amy could have tried harder to be quiet, she didn't want to. The sexual adrenaline rush was deep and she felt like she needed the wild abandonment of not holding back anything. She turned off her mind, her filter of proper and appropriate, and followed every impulse to express her enjoyment.
“Spread your legs,” Kevin said in a harsh whisper.
Her heart raced and she complied.
He put his hand between her thighs and cupped her bare pussy. His fingertips were rough against her silky smooth cunt – and yet his touch was magic. She trembled and whimpered and was on the edge of joyful tears. She had never felt so alive, so aroused and so dirty.
Watching Amy's emersion in pleasure made Renee wet, again. She said nothing but turned to Ray, and without word forced him to lie on the grass – feet to the fence, head toward the gazebo. Renee squatted over his face, wiggled her ass and Ray pushed his face, tongue first, into her crotch. His nose pressed, delightfully, against her clit – his tongue digging into her pussy. “Don't move,” she whispered, then rocked her hips back and forth rubbing her cunt on his whole face – soft tongue, firm nose and stubbled cheeks. Her breathing was sharp and uneven as she watched Amy's hot, naked body be sexually twanged by Kevin. As much as she liked Ray – and loved what he was doing – she too wanted be there with Amy. She imagined being in the gazebo with Amy – naked and outstretched. Her mind had them staring at each other's naked bodies and watching the other being teased and pleased. Her imagination didn't care if it was just Ray or just Kevin or both men, naked, playing with them. She wanted to feel Kevin's hands on her while Kevin and Amy watched – and she wanted too to see Ray use the whip and his hands and his mouth on Amy. Renee rocked her hips and ground her crotch onto Ray's face. His breath was hot and delicious – and she felt her orgasmic wave rising. It was as much mental as it was physical.
“Fuck me! Please!”
Amy’s familiar words resonated and renewed Renee’s a****l hunger for sweet, orgasmic release. She ground her crotch into Ray's face – the wave cresting.
Kevin spread Amy's thighs and rammed his hard cock inside her. Amy shouted.
Renee came. She gushed all over Ray's face, inspiring him to lick her harder and faster, her juices making his cheeks and chin slick. Her thighs burned from squatting – she could barely move when a booming orgasm caused her to tuck her face into the crook of her elbow to keep from shouting.
She groaned and grunted loudly as she than she meant to.
Amy's eyes flashed open, squinting into the darkness, searching – until Kevin’s thick cock, with the swollen bulb and the wickedly curved ridge poked her. Her eyes snapped open, unfocused and she sank into the delicious, warm depths of satisfaction. “Oh … right … there.” Her words staggered with every thrust. “Don’t … you … stop.”
Renee gushed and wiggled her hips, spreading her sticky cum all over Ray's nose and cheeks and mouth and chin. She smirked. Rubbing her cum in his face made that much more satisfying.
“Fuck this,” he said. He pushed her off his face and she fell to the ground. He stood, brushed the twigs and grass off his naked ass and helped Renee from the ground. But when she popped up, he held on to her wrist and twisted it behind her back.
She gasped, not at the twinge of pain but in surprise.
Jaw set with a frown, he then grabbed her other wrist and marched her toward the gazebo, toward the light, naked for Kevin to see.
His friend said nothing but only gave a sly, wolfish grin.
forced to step up and into the gazebo, Ray parked her under the spotlight.
Her arms still held behind her back, Renee was only two feet away from Amy who was still blindfolded. Her breathing was loud and rapid as if she had be running. Renee studied Amy's curves, from top to bottom and back again. Even hard as pebbles, Amy's nipples were much larger than her own – her mouth watered, wanting badly to lick them. She had never felt this way about a woman but her clit throbbed with desire.
Restrained two feet away, Renee was able to lust freely. She wanted to lick and suck and tease and nibbled her friend's hard cherries in a way that only a woman could. She wanted to press her face in her bosom and run her hand over Amy's naked body. She wanted to trace each breast with her tongue and lick, up the edge of her soft, waxed underarms to her throat. She imagined kissing Amy's soft nape while grabbing her smooth, firm ass, and cupping her pussy. She wanted the blindfold between them so she would not hesitate. One look from Amy would stop her cold and drain her courage.
Renee's chest heaved and thundered. Her breathing was ragged.
She tore her eyes from her carnal temptation and saw the men exchange a look.
Kevin stepped back from Amy and sat on the bench.
Ray whispered in Renee's ear, “We know you want her. And we want to watch while you have her.” He released her arms and stepped back.
And there she was, naked – every nerve humming – consumed with desire for another woman – her friend. All the thoughts that had just flooded her brain – everything that had been impossible was now possible. She hesitated and, deciding she might never have this opportunity again, she stepped forward, opened her mouth and aimed her tongue at Amy's nipple.
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