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04/09/2019
Intro: Part 5. Heidi and Pinky's joint challenge continues. Read 1-4 first!
Chapter Thirteen: Shopping
I held the $5 bill in my hand and stared at it, as if I could transform it into the key fob by sheer willpower. It remained a $5 bill. Pinky was trembling and nervously shifting from foot to foot. I realised I would have to put on a brave face, or she would be in danger of losing it completely.
“Ok Pinky, come on, lets go! It won’t be a bad as you think. There shouldn’t be anyone on the street at this time of night. We only have to get to the corner, and the front lawn is almost there. As long as we stick close together and stay away from the street lights, we’ll make it!”
“What about getting chips at the mini mart?” sniffled Pinky “Do they really expect us to go into a store naked?”
“Don’t worry about that. I’ll get the chips. You can hide out in the alley next to the store, and keep lookout for me. Lets go! The sooner we start, the sooner it will be over.”
I headed across the parking lot, with the $5 clutched in my hand. Pinky followed close behind.
I had to be brave for Pinky’s sake, but the thought of going into the store with no clothes on, was starting to make me freak out. I thought once again of Barbara LeFleur, and a raft of questions flooded my mind: Would I be arrested? Would there be security cameras? How would the store staff react? Would they be offended? Would they try to attack me?
I must be insane to consider doing this, four days before my final meeting with HR to see if I still had a job. If this all went wrong, and I ended up in the local press or on TV, I would be canned for sure!
In spite of all the fears and doubts I was feeling, I was getting the familiar signs of arousal, brought on by the anticipation of being exposed. My lower belly began to tighten and tingle and my vagina began to swell and lubricate.
We had now reached the edge of the parking lot. I scanned the street in both directions, while Pinky stood close behind me, with her bare breasts brushing against my back. It was a small side street with mainly commercial buildings, all of which were closed and in darkness. To the left, the sidewalk was deserted and quiet. A feint glow was cast by the street lights every fifty feet or so. To our right it was the same, until you reached the mini mart, on the corner, with its brightly illuminated window. With our target in sight, we set off. It felt wrong to be heading towards the light. In our naked state, we should surely have been heading for concealment in the shadows. Pinky was still following close behind me, as if she believed her naked body would be shielded by my smaller, yet equally naked body, if anyone should emerge from the darkness and spot us.
We paused at the small alleyway next to the store. I had often been in the mini mart as it was so close to home, and its late hours made it convenient for any forgotten groceries. After tonight I would probably not be going back there for a long time. Anytime I ran out of milk in the future, I would expect Holly and Meg to shop for me as payment for putting me in this predicament!
I knew, logically, that as with Bill’s challenge, I could have put a stop to it at any time, and simply refused to continue. I could have hammered on my back door tonight, and told Holly to let us in. However, it was the feeling of being forced to expose myself, of being compelled by someone else, that really did it for me! I knew by the way my sensations were building that the proposed climax of tonight’s challenge would be immeasurably enhanced.
In the dark of the alley, I held Pinky’s face in my hands, kissed her on the forehead, and said “You stay hidden in the shadows, watch the street, and make sure nobody comes.” (Just what she was supposed to do if someone did come, I don’t know, but it gave her something to concentrate on) “I will be back in a minute” with that I strode purposefully into the street, approached the brightly lit storefront, and, with my $5 clenched in my hand, pushed the door open and stepped, completely naked, into the store.
Thankfully, there were no other customers, just a young Korean couple behind the service counter. The woman saw me first, jabbed her elbow at the man, and began rapidly speaking to him in Korean. The man looked up from his paperwork, and his eyes almost came out on stalks, like a lecherous wolf in a cartoon.
“Hey lady, my wife ask, you in trouble? You need help? You want call cops?
“No, no, I’m fine” I trotted out my standard explanation: “I’ve lost a bet, I hope I’m not upsetting you!”
“You not upset me lady. I happy, just not too happy, or my wife get mad!” He spoke to the woman in Korean. She smiled in relief, then began to laugh, and said something back to him. He did not translate for me but replied to her and laughed also. He ranged his eyes up and down my body, before looking pointedly at the $5 and asking “You want buy something?”
“Um, yeah, Just these” I reached for a bag of chips from the shelf on the front of the counter.
“Ok, 3.98. You want anything else? Salsa dip? Cell phone credit? … T shirt?” he laughed at his own joke before translating for his wife. She laughed as well, before grabbing two packs of cigarettes and holding one over each of her nipples, cocking her head to one side and posing in a mock show of embarrassment.
“No, just these, thanks” I said, feeling my face and entire torso burning red. I grabbed the change and the chips, and turned to the door. I was conscious of them both staring at my bare ass.
“You come back anytime lady” called the shopkeeper, before his wife said something in Korean, and they both burst into laughter again. I turned the corner into the alley, and found Pinky, breathlessly waiting. “Oh my God! You did it! I can’t believe you went into the store naked! What was it like? Did they say anything to you?
I told her that it had been fine, that the shopkeepers found it funny, and that the guy was probably turned on as well!
“Wow, you are so brave.” said Pinky. “What now? Home?”
I thought for a moment, and a deliciously wicked idea came to me.
“You know, Pinky, often when I eat chips, I find they get stuck in my teeth. I reckon we need to get some gum.” I thrust the change into her hand. “Why don’t you pop in and get us some Chiclets? I’ll come to the door with you.” For a moment I thought Pinky would refuse point blank, and tell me to get fucked, but instead she turned her red face to me, and with her eyes shining said. “Ok, you’re sure they won’t call the cops?”
“No, I told you they just found it funny. I told them it was a lost bet, so if they ask, just say you lost too!”
“Alright, lets do it!” Pinky took a deep breath, and left the alleyway, heading for the store. I followed and waited as Pinky gathered up the courage to open the door. With a final nervous glance behind her, she entered the store. I stood by the door and watched through the glass as she approached the counter. I could not hear what was said, but I could see the amazed and amused expressions on the young couple’s faces as they were confronted with their second naked customer of the day.
In no time at all, Pinky was back outside, triumphantly brandishing her packet of gum.
“Oh my God, I actually did it! I actually went in the store naked, and talked to two strangers!”
“What did they say to you?”
“The woman just screamed with laughter, and the man’s eyes looked like they were gonna pop out his head! I paid for the gum, and he said ‘Thank you so much! This is why I moved to America!’ He told me he was going to shut the shop for the night so he could take his wife upstairs to bed!”
As if on queue, we heard a mechanical whirring behind us, and the electric shutters began to close over the storefront.
“Wow, they couldn’t wait could they? I guess we really put them in the mood!”
We started to head around the corner, on to the main street and the front of my apartment. We were so high on our experiences, that we didn’t even bother to scan first for any people. We simply strolled, naked and hand in hand along the sidewalk.
Luckily the street was deserted, and we soon found ourselves crossing the lawn towards my front door. As we reached the tree out front, Pinky said “Come on Heidi, Kate and Leo pose!"
“Ok” I replied. “You’re Kate, you have the bust for it!” I placed the packet of chips at the base of the tree, and stepped behind Pinky as she took her position facing the street with her arms stretched out wide. I slipped my arms around her waist, and felt her breasts brush the backs of them. I had to fight the temptation to cup her breasts in my hands, and instead laced my fingers together, with my palms against her stomach. After posing for a while, Pinky turned her head over her shoulder towards me and asked “You know what comes next?”
“Yes, the kiss” I replied. Our lips met. I kissed her tentatively, thinking this was still part of a game. Soon the tip of Pinky’s hot, little tongue was probing between my lips. I opened my mouth and hungrily returned her kiss. Now there was no fighting temptation as I raised my arms, and gently held her breasts in my hands. My legs were shaking with the intensity of our passion. Eventually I came to my senses and broke our embrace. It was too risky out here. Standing completely naked in front of my apartment,
feverishly kissing another equally naked girl. The darkness may have afforded us some cover, but it also made it hard to see if anyone was approaching. I raised my hands to Pinky’s shoulders, then bent to retrieve my chips from the ground. “Come on let’s get home! I’ll race you”
“You’re on” Pinky dashed for the steps in front of my door. I gave chase, and rewarded her with a slap on her ass. I unclipped the key from my chain, and we tumbled, giggling, into my apartment, to find our three friends waiting in the living room.
Chapter Fourteen: Back Home
“You took your sweet time” said Meg. “Everything go ok?”
“I’ll let Pinky tell you all about it. I’m gonna go take a shower. Look at this!” I raised my foot to display my sole, so blackened with dirt, it looked like I had been down a coalmine.
“Oh you dirty girl!” sniggered Holly.
As I headed for the bathroom, I heard Pinky excitedly relating our adventures.
“It was great! We tried to climb over the fence, but we couldn’t do it, and I nearly fell off! We took turns going into the store. The clerk and his wife were really cool. I think we spiced up their sex life!”
It made me smile to hear this girl, who had spent half her life crippled by shyness, talking enthusiastically about running around the neighborhood in the nude and interacting with complete strangers while she was naked. I couldn’t decide if my influence on Pinky was a good or a bad thing. It had definitely brought about some changes!
As I soaped myself under the warm water, I thought of my own set of changes, which had culminated in this eventful evening. To be honest, I had always considered it likely that I would end up naked in front of people again, from the moment Holly and Meg had invited me over. What I hadn’t foreseen, was Pinky volunteering to take part in such a dramatic fashion. I also hadn’t anticipated the intensity of my feelings for Pinky, both emotionally and sexually. If the kiss by the tree was anything to go by, I thought (and hoped) that these feelings were reciprocated. I tried to decide how I was going to deal with my new set of emotions. I felt a pang of guilt over Bill. It was not that I had waited for him to be away before intentionally launching myself into a lesbian affair, but from the outside it could certainly look that way. I wasn’t even sure that using the term ‘lesbian’ to describe myself was accurate. Apart from a small amount of the usual, schoolgirl, slumber party experiments as a child, I had not had any sexual experiences with another girl. My fantasy life had only recently (in fact since the dare challenge) taken on a more female slant. My use of ENF pornography in the past had always been from a perspective of living the experiences vicariously, rather than a pure appreciation of those pictured. I realised now, that like many, if not most people, my desires and orientation were not black and white. I could not be easily labelled and put in a box marked ‘straight’ or ‘gay’ or ‘exhibitionist’ or ‘submissive’
I was a blend of all these things.
The one thing I was sure of, was that my feelings for Pinky were too strong to ignore. I was going to act upon them no matter what the consequences were. I was willing to risk damaging, or even ending my relationship with Bill.
I turned off the shower, wrapped myself in a towel and padded back down the corridor to join my one naked, and three clothed friends in the living room.
Amazingly, Pinky seemed totally relaxed as the only one naked. She sat next to Meg on the sofa, with all her bits on display. As usual her cute, pink lips were visible between her thighs. For the first time since I had met her she was not blushing or trembling. She simply sat, drinking her tea, and happily chatting to the other girls. She looked up as I approached, wrapped in my towel. “Hey you’re cheating! No covering up!”
“Just until I’m dry” I grinned. “Anyway show me your feet! Jesus! They are even filthier than mine were! Go get in the shower! Oh and take this back to the bathroom for me!” I unwrapped my towel, handed it to her and, naked once more, sat in her place on the sofa.
“You want a cup of tea?” asked Holly “Kettle has just boiled”
“Yeah, lovely.” I replied.
“So, Babygirl, we’ve had the Pinky rundown. What’s your take on this evening?”
“Well Meghan, I think it was very sneaky of you to ‘forget’ to give us the gate fob!”
Meg smiled. “Oh yeah, I thought you might bring that up. You probably realise it was always the intention to get your naked butt out on the street, rather than safely strolling across the apartment lawn. What none of us knew was that Pinky was gonna put her ass on the line as well. If it had been you alone it would have been made clear to you the route you were to take. I didn’t think that, as a nudie newbie, Pinky would be able to handle going into the public street first off. Hence the naked team building exercise with the fence!”
“Why didn’t you just give us the fob then?”
“What would have been the fun in that? Anyway I reckoned that once she had been out naked for a bit, her confidence would build.”
“Ok, so when did the mini mart become part of your evil scheme?”
“Ah, that’s Renee’s fault!”
Renee put her hand in the air and laughingly called out “Guilty!”
Meg continued “When Holly said you were at the back door begging to be let in, I almost gave in and sent her back with the fob, until Renee said “Nah, just give them some money and tell them to go buy snacks!” I thought it was genius idea, and figured, if you thought it too outrageous, you could always roll the $5 up and tell me to shove it up my ass when you got home. I go in the mini mart quite a bit, and didn’t think Mr and Mrs Kang were the type to call the cops or freak out and whip out a taser on you. Never in a million years did I think you would get Pinky to go in too!
“I know” I laughed “What have we started? Have you seen the confidence bubbling out of that gal? And this is when she’s naked. She’s gonna be unbearable with her clothes on!”
The four of us were still laughing as Pinky re-entered the living room. “You talking to me?” she said in a passable Robert DeNiro impression. “Ain’t no one else here!” said Meg. We marvelled at Pinky’s dramatic entrance. She was wearing a towel as I had. However unlike me, the towel was wrapped around her wet hair in a turban, while rest of her body remained delightfully naked.
Chapter Fifteen: Babygirl, Pinky and Roger
“Right” said Meg. “Are we all ready for the grand finale?” I saw her glance towards the coffee table, and I felt my tummy tighten.
“I’m ready” I said. “But not on the table this time. It plays havoc with my shoulder blades. If it’s not too weird can we all go to my bedroom? I will be a lot more comfortable.”
“Yep, lead on Babygirl, lets not keep Roger waiting!”
I got shakily to my feet. Even though we were discussing my impending masturbation in such a matter of fact way, and it was I who suggested we all went to my bedroom, it still made me quiver inside when I thought of what I was about to do. If anyone had suggested, less than two months ago, that I would willingly invite four other women into my bedroom … into mine and Bill’s bedroom! To let them watch me bring myself to orgasm, I would have said they were insane! Now, however insane it might seem, that was exactly what was happening. I led the way down the hallway, and into my bedroom. The room seemed tiny and crowded with five of us crammed in. I hopped onto the bed and tapped the other side (Bill’s side!) for Pinky to join me. Showing her new found confidence, she climbed up next to me without hesitation, and lay for a moment, on her back, legs spread, hiding nothing, before rolling on to her side and gazing at me expectantly. Meanwhile Holly and Meg had positioned themselves, standing at the foot of the bed. Meg was behind Holly, with her hands loosely resting on Holly’s hips, in a similar fashion to the way I had stood behind Pinky at the tree earlier. Renee had dragged the stool away from my dressing table and had sat on it, in the corner of the room, right next to the door. It seemed to me as if Renee was feeling the most uncomfortable of us all in this situation, and had positioned herself in order to make a quick getaway if it became too much for her to handle.
Without further ado, I reached into my nightstand and withdrew Roger, my vibrator, from his hiding place. I pressed the first button to check the batteries were still good, and a satisfying buzz filled the otherwise silent room. After my frantic performance and rapid climax at my first dare challenge, I was determined to take my time tonite, both to provide a better show for my audience, and to prolong the exquisite ache that had now spread across my loins. With this aim in mind, I placed a pillow under my ass, and studiously avoiding contact with my clitoris, concentrated on stroking my labia with Roger’s main shaft to ensure I was well lubricated. (believe me I was well lubricated!)
I paused for a moment to savour the anticipation, and to scan my friends faces. Pinky gazed back at me with a dreamy expression, her eyes flitted between my face and my wide open thighs. Holly and Meg both displayed a mixture of embarrassment and lust. Meg had tightened her grip around Holly’s waist, and her hands hovered closer to the slight mound at the front of Holly’s yoga leggings. Renee was the hardest to read. To be honest she looked terrified to me. It was strange being able to see everyone’s reactions. At my first masturbation demonstration, I had only been able to see the ceiling. This time it felt more intimate, as if the other girls were co-conspirators in my lewd show, rather than mere passive observers.
Satisfied that I had everyone’s attention, and that I was wet enough, I gently slid Roger inside myself, stopping just shy of letting the rabbit part touch my clitoral hood. I began to slowly pump the vibrator in and out, still refusing with each stroke to let the rabbit ears brush my clit. My free hand rose to my breasts, and I alternately pinched each nipple. My excitement was increasing and my hips began to rise and fall in an involuntary rhythm, meeting each thrust of the toy. It is very rare for me to be able to cum with penetration alone and so I eventually had to give my clitoris the attention it was screaming for. I plunged the vibrator deep inside me and ground the rabbit part against my clit until the waves of my orgasm began. As I spasmed over and over, I turned towards Pinky, and watched her, watching me. Her eyes were transfixed, fascinated by the activity between my legs. Seeing her watch me turned me on even more, and seemed to make my climax last twice as long as usual.
At last I lay back, exhausted. Pinky brushed my cheek with her hand. “That looked fantastic! Feel good?” “Yeah, it was yummy!” I was suddenly conscious of the withdrawn vibrator still clasped limply in my hand.
Usually when I masturbate, or even when I have sex with Bill, my juices run clear. On rare occasions, such as now, I manage to secrete a thick, white fluid. I have no idea if this is a different fluid to usual, like the one I had produced when I had squirted, or if it is the same clear juice, merely whipped up by a lot of thrusting, as it seems to be this action that produces it. Like frothing up a cappuccino! In any case I realised the intention was for Pinky to use Roger too, but I was too embarrassed to pass him to her, streaked with my white cum. Meg read my thoughts and said “You’d better give Roger a clean before Pinky has a go!” I nodded bashfully, and reached above me to grab the box of Kleenex from my nightstand. I was startled when Meg reached over, tapped me on the wrist, and said “Heidi, I think you should clean Roger … with your mouth!”
I groaned with lust, and with the humiliation of being commanded to taste my own juices. Meg certainly knew how to push my buttons. I was not really one for tasting myself. It was something that Bill occasionally had me do, but it was normally just a cursory lick of the vibrator. This was a much more deliberate act and consequently one I found more erotic. I held Roger close to my face and tentatively extended my tongue, while my eyes flitted from each of my friends to the next. Pinky lay next to me, bright eyed and panting. Holly and Meg stood at the foot of the bed, flushed and expectant. Renee sat in the far corner, looking as though she might bolt from the room at any moment. I began to lap at the vibrator, sucking my secretion into my mouth and swallowing it. It did not taste unpleasant, but the texture was weird. The more I fed upon it, the more turned on I became. Finally, satisfied that I had licked it clean, I handed my toy to Pinky, who grasped it with surprising eagerness. It was now my turn to watch. I turned onto my side facing Pinky, in time to see her roll onto her back and spread her legs wide, before bringing Roger in to make contact with her labia. We watched in fascination as Pinky began to stroke herself with the shaft of the vibrator. The size and shape of her lips meant that with each stroke they appeared to wrap and tangle around the toy, before stretching free. Soon Pinky’s excitement had increased to the point where she wanted to put Roger inside herself. To achieve this she had to use her free hand to spread herself open before gently sliding the vibrator home. Even after full insertion, the nature of her anatomy meant that she continued to hold her labia open to prevent them being dragged inside herself with each increasingly urgent thrust.
I watched, spellbound as her excitement mounted. Pinky began to squirm, and her hips bucked against the mattress as her climax approached. I could see than Pinky was generating her own version of the white fluid I had produced earlier. It appeared, however, to be more liquid than mine and in much greater quantity. The fluid was pooling around the shaft of the vibrator and had run from Pinky’s opening to coat her perineum.
As Pinky’s orgasm broke, she thrust Roger’s ears hard against her clitoris, and releasing the hold on her spread labia, reached for and gripped my hand so hard, she hurt my fingers. After climaxing for what seemed even longer than I had, she released my hand and lay, panting and sweating but smiling up at me. Our attention was now drawn to Roger as Pinky withdrew him from her vagina. The vibrator was completely coated with her white juice. It looked as though it had been dipped in a carton of milk, and the fluid was so copious it ran down Pinky’s arm as she held the toy aloft.
The atmosphere in my tiny bedroom was taut with expectation, as we waited for what was to happen next. I could see from Pinky’s eyes that she was waiting to be commanded, as I had been, to taste her own juices. I knew that she would willingly do this, but like me, could only do it if told to.
Finally Meg spoke. “Wow, Pinky, That was amazing! Do you even own a vibrator?”
“No” said Pinky, shyly. “Just a hairbrush!”
“Well, I was gonna say you should get one, but on second thoughts, maybe not, as if I were you I would probably never leave the house again!”
This was it. We waited for Meg to order Pinky to lick the vibrator clean. When she spoke again it shocked everyone in the room.
“Roger looks like he needs another clean! Since you did such a good job last time Heidi, Why don’t you do it again!”
I groaned once more, this time I was feeling a mixture of arousal, and self consciousness at the outrageousness of the situation. I was going to do this. I wanted to do it as a dedication to my feelings for Pinky. It was strange how connected and intimate with Pinky this was making me feel, considering I was about to be Intimate not with her, but with an inanimate object.
I did not reach for the toy, but instead knelt forward on the bed while Pinky held it out for me. I began to lap her juices from it and felt my own begin to seep from my vulva as the eroticism of the situation reawakened my desires. The taste was similar, but at the same time distinct from my own. It was sharp, almost metallic. My enthusiasm increased. Soon I was feverishly licking not only the vibrator but Pinky’s fingers and arm as well.
A sudden thud from the corner of the room stopped me in my tracks. I saw Meg and Holly turn around, And Pinky and I followed their gaze to the doorway and an amazing sight.
Renee was standing braced against the corner of the room, between the door and the wall, having somehow kicked over the stool she had been sitting on. Both her hands were buried in the front of her leggings. She appeared to be using one hand to hold her leggings and underwear away from her body, while the other hand rubbed furiously between her legs. She looked back at the four of us, with an expression that said both: ‘Oh you caught me’ and ‘I couldn’t stop now if you put a gun to my head!’
We watched enraptured as she brought herself to a climax, her shoulders and ass alternately bucking against the wall, and her knees almost giving way.
When it was over, she withdrew her hands from her pants, and stood awkwardly, regarding her right hand with embarrassment. This was the hand that had moved so rapidly between her legs and she looked at it as though it were not part of her, before shrugging her shoulders and thrusting her sticky fingers into her mouth to suck them clean.
Finally, she spoke: “Wow, sorry girls, I don’t know what came over me! I hate to cut and run, but now I’ve got myself warmed up, I need to get home to Vince and give him his Friday night treat! If I don’t get there soon, he will start without me, and his recovery time is not as good as ours! I’m just gonna freshen up a bit, and call a cab. Thanks for a great evening!” She set my dressing table stool upright and reached for the door handle.
“Hold up!” called Meg. “Holly and I are gonna split too. We have .. uh .. stuff to do.” She squeezed the cheek of Holly’s ass as she spoke. “Have a coffee at ours while you wait for your cab. I think Babygirl and Pinky have some things to discuss, right?” She winked at me, and I nodded.
As they left the room, Holly turned to me, grinning, and said “Heidi, you missed a bit!” she pointed between Pinky’s still spread open thighs to the white coating on her perineum, and her labia which looked as though they had been dusted with icing sugar.
I did not need further prompting, and before the trio had reached the end of the corridor, I rolled onto my stomach, put my face between Pinky’s legs, and began to taste her juices directly from the source.
“We should get jobs as sex therapists” giggled Pinky. “We seem to be having a positive effect on everyone’s love lives tonite!”
She gasped as I sucked her labia into my mouth.
Chapter Thirteen: Shopping
I held the $5 bill in my hand and stared at it, as if I could transform it into the key fob by sheer willpower. It remained a $5 bill. Pinky was trembling and nervously shifting from foot to foot. I realised I would have to put on a brave face, or she would be in danger of losing it completely.
“Ok Pinky, come on, lets go! It won’t be a bad as you think. There shouldn’t be anyone on the street at this time of night. We only have to get to the corner, and the front lawn is almost there. As long as we stick close together and stay away from the street lights, we’ll make it!”
“What about getting chips at the mini mart?” sniffled Pinky “Do they really expect us to go into a store naked?”
“Don’t worry about that. I’ll get the chips. You can hide out in the alley next to the store, and keep lookout for me. Lets go! The sooner we start, the sooner it will be over.”
I headed across the parking lot, with the $5 clutched in my hand. Pinky followed close behind.
I had to be brave for Pinky’s sake, but the thought of going into the store with no clothes on, was starting to make me freak out. I thought once again of Barbara LeFleur, and a raft of questions flooded my mind: Would I be arrested? Would there be security cameras? How would the store staff react? Would they be offended? Would they try to attack me?
I must be insane to consider doing this, four days before my final meeting with HR to see if I still had a job. If this all went wrong, and I ended up in the local press or on TV, I would be canned for sure!
In spite of all the fears and doubts I was feeling, I was getting the familiar signs of arousal, brought on by the anticipation of being exposed. My lower belly began to tighten and tingle and my vagina began to swell and lubricate.
We had now reached the edge of the parking lot. I scanned the street in both directions, while Pinky stood close behind me, with her bare breasts brushing against my back. It was a small side street with mainly commercial buildings, all of which were closed and in darkness. To the left, the sidewalk was deserted and quiet. A feint glow was cast by the street lights every fifty feet or so. To our right it was the same, until you reached the mini mart, on the corner, with its brightly illuminated window. With our target in sight, we set off. It felt wrong to be heading towards the light. In our naked state, we should surely have been heading for concealment in the shadows. Pinky was still following close behind me, as if she believed her naked body would be shielded by my smaller, yet equally naked body, if anyone should emerge from the darkness and spot us.
We paused at the small alleyway next to the store. I had often been in the mini mart as it was so close to home, and its late hours made it convenient for any forgotten groceries. After tonight I would probably not be going back there for a long time. Anytime I ran out of milk in the future, I would expect Holly and Meg to shop for me as payment for putting me in this predicament!
I knew, logically, that as with Bill’s challenge, I could have put a stop to it at any time, and simply refused to continue. I could have hammered on my back door tonight, and told Holly to let us in. However, it was the feeling of being forced to expose myself, of being compelled by someone else, that really did it for me! I knew by the way my sensations were building that the proposed climax of tonight’s challenge would be immeasurably enhanced.
In the dark of the alley, I held Pinky’s face in my hands, kissed her on the forehead, and said “You stay hidden in the shadows, watch the street, and make sure nobody comes.” (Just what she was supposed to do if someone did come, I don’t know, but it gave her something to concentrate on) “I will be back in a minute” with that I strode purposefully into the street, approached the brightly lit storefront, and, with my $5 clenched in my hand, pushed the door open and stepped, completely naked, into the store.
Thankfully, there were no other customers, just a young Korean couple behind the service counter. The woman saw me first, jabbed her elbow at the man, and began rapidly speaking to him in Korean. The man looked up from his paperwork, and his eyes almost came out on stalks, like a lecherous wolf in a cartoon.
“Hey lady, my wife ask, you in trouble? You need help? You want call cops?
“No, no, I’m fine” I trotted out my standard explanation: “I’ve lost a bet, I hope I’m not upsetting you!”
“You not upset me lady. I happy, just not too happy, or my wife get mad!” He spoke to the woman in Korean. She smiled in relief, then began to laugh, and said something back to him. He did not translate for me but replied to her and laughed also. He ranged his eyes up and down my body, before looking pointedly at the $5 and asking “You want buy something?”
“Um, yeah, Just these” I reached for a bag of chips from the shelf on the front of the counter.
“Ok, 3.98. You want anything else? Salsa dip? Cell phone credit? … T shirt?” he laughed at his own joke before translating for his wife. She laughed as well, before grabbing two packs of cigarettes and holding one over each of her nipples, cocking her head to one side and posing in a mock show of embarrassment.
“No, just these, thanks” I said, feeling my face and entire torso burning red. I grabbed the change and the chips, and turned to the door. I was conscious of them both staring at my bare ass.
“You come back anytime lady” called the shopkeeper, before his wife said something in Korean, and they both burst into laughter again. I turned the corner into the alley, and found Pinky, breathlessly waiting. “Oh my God! You did it! I can’t believe you went into the store naked! What was it like? Did they say anything to you?
I told her that it had been fine, that the shopkeepers found it funny, and that the guy was probably turned on as well!
“Wow, you are so brave.” said Pinky. “What now? Home?”
I thought for a moment, and a deliciously wicked idea came to me.
“You know, Pinky, often when I eat chips, I find they get stuck in my teeth. I reckon we need to get some gum.” I thrust the change into her hand. “Why don’t you pop in and get us some Chiclets? I’ll come to the door with you.” For a moment I thought Pinky would refuse point blank, and tell me to get fucked, but instead she turned her red face to me, and with her eyes shining said. “Ok, you’re sure they won’t call the cops?”
“No, I told you they just found it funny. I told them it was a lost bet, so if they ask, just say you lost too!”
“Alright, lets do it!” Pinky took a deep breath, and left the alleyway, heading for the store. I followed and waited as Pinky gathered up the courage to open the door. With a final nervous glance behind her, she entered the store. I stood by the door and watched through the glass as she approached the counter. I could not hear what was said, but I could see the amazed and amused expressions on the young couple’s faces as they were confronted with their second naked customer of the day.
In no time at all, Pinky was back outside, triumphantly brandishing her packet of gum.
“Oh my God, I actually did it! I actually went in the store naked, and talked to two strangers!”
“What did they say to you?”
“The woman just screamed with laughter, and the man’s eyes looked like they were gonna pop out his head! I paid for the gum, and he said ‘Thank you so much! This is why I moved to America!’ He told me he was going to shut the shop for the night so he could take his wife upstairs to bed!”
As if on queue, we heard a mechanical whirring behind us, and the electric shutters began to close over the storefront.
“Wow, they couldn’t wait could they? I guess we really put them in the mood!”
We started to head around the corner, on to the main street and the front of my apartment. We were so high on our experiences, that we didn’t even bother to scan first for any people. We simply strolled, naked and hand in hand along the sidewalk.
Luckily the street was deserted, and we soon found ourselves crossing the lawn towards my front door. As we reached the tree out front, Pinky said “Come on Heidi, Kate and Leo pose!"
“Ok” I replied. “You’re Kate, you have the bust for it!” I placed the packet of chips at the base of the tree, and stepped behind Pinky as she took her position facing the street with her arms stretched out wide. I slipped my arms around her waist, and felt her breasts brush the backs of them. I had to fight the temptation to cup her breasts in my hands, and instead laced my fingers together, with my palms against her stomach. After posing for a while, Pinky turned her head over her shoulder towards me and asked “You know what comes next?”
“Yes, the kiss” I replied. Our lips met. I kissed her tentatively, thinking this was still part of a game. Soon the tip of Pinky’s hot, little tongue was probing between my lips. I opened my mouth and hungrily returned her kiss. Now there was no fighting temptation as I raised my arms, and gently held her breasts in my hands. My legs were shaking with the intensity of our passion. Eventually I came to my senses and broke our embrace. It was too risky out here. Standing completely naked in front of my apartment,
feverishly kissing another equally naked girl. The darkness may have afforded us some cover, but it also made it hard to see if anyone was approaching. I raised my hands to Pinky’s shoulders, then bent to retrieve my chips from the ground. “Come on let’s get home! I’ll race you”
“You’re on” Pinky dashed for the steps in front of my door. I gave chase, and rewarded her with a slap on her ass. I unclipped the key from my chain, and we tumbled, giggling, into my apartment, to find our three friends waiting in the living room.
Chapter Fourteen: Back Home
“You took your sweet time” said Meg. “Everything go ok?”
“I’ll let Pinky tell you all about it. I’m gonna go take a shower. Look at this!” I raised my foot to display my sole, so blackened with dirt, it looked like I had been down a coalmine.
“Oh you dirty girl!” sniggered Holly.
As I headed for the bathroom, I heard Pinky excitedly relating our adventures.
“It was great! We tried to climb over the fence, but we couldn’t do it, and I nearly fell off! We took turns going into the store. The clerk and his wife were really cool. I think we spiced up their sex life!”
It made me smile to hear this girl, who had spent half her life crippled by shyness, talking enthusiastically about running around the neighborhood in the nude and interacting with complete strangers while she was naked. I couldn’t decide if my influence on Pinky was a good or a bad thing. It had definitely brought about some changes!
As I soaped myself under the warm water, I thought of my own set of changes, which had culminated in this eventful evening. To be honest, I had always considered it likely that I would end up naked in front of people again, from the moment Holly and Meg had invited me over. What I hadn’t foreseen, was Pinky volunteering to take part in such a dramatic fashion. I also hadn’t anticipated the intensity of my feelings for Pinky, both emotionally and sexually. If the kiss by the tree was anything to go by, I thought (and hoped) that these feelings were reciprocated. I tried to decide how I was going to deal with my new set of emotions. I felt a pang of guilt over Bill. It was not that I had waited for him to be away before intentionally launching myself into a lesbian affair, but from the outside it could certainly look that way. I wasn’t even sure that using the term ‘lesbian’ to describe myself was accurate. Apart from a small amount of the usual, schoolgirl, slumber party experiments as a child, I had not had any sexual experiences with another girl. My fantasy life had only recently (in fact since the dare challenge) taken on a more female slant. My use of ENF pornography in the past had always been from a perspective of living the experiences vicariously, rather than a pure appreciation of those pictured. I realised now, that like many, if not most people, my desires and orientation were not black and white. I could not be easily labelled and put in a box marked ‘straight’ or ‘gay’ or ‘exhibitionist’ or ‘submissive’
I was a blend of all these things.
The one thing I was sure of, was that my feelings for Pinky were too strong to ignore. I was going to act upon them no matter what the consequences were. I was willing to risk damaging, or even ending my relationship with Bill.
I turned off the shower, wrapped myself in a towel and padded back down the corridor to join my one naked, and three clothed friends in the living room.
Amazingly, Pinky seemed totally relaxed as the only one naked. She sat next to Meg on the sofa, with all her bits on display. As usual her cute, pink lips were visible between her thighs. For the first time since I had met her she was not blushing or trembling. She simply sat, drinking her tea, and happily chatting to the other girls. She looked up as I approached, wrapped in my towel. “Hey you’re cheating! No covering up!”
“Just until I’m dry” I grinned. “Anyway show me your feet! Jesus! They are even filthier than mine were! Go get in the shower! Oh and take this back to the bathroom for me!” I unwrapped my towel, handed it to her and, naked once more, sat in her place on the sofa.
“You want a cup of tea?” asked Holly “Kettle has just boiled”
“Yeah, lovely.” I replied.
“So, Babygirl, we’ve had the Pinky rundown. What’s your take on this evening?”
“Well Meghan, I think it was very sneaky of you to ‘forget’ to give us the gate fob!”
Meg smiled. “Oh yeah, I thought you might bring that up. You probably realise it was always the intention to get your naked butt out on the street, rather than safely strolling across the apartment lawn. What none of us knew was that Pinky was gonna put her ass on the line as well. If it had been you alone it would have been made clear to you the route you were to take. I didn’t think that, as a nudie newbie, Pinky would be able to handle going into the public street first off. Hence the naked team building exercise with the fence!”
“Why didn’t you just give us the fob then?”
“What would have been the fun in that? Anyway I reckoned that once she had been out naked for a bit, her confidence would build.”
“Ok, so when did the mini mart become part of your evil scheme?”
“Ah, that’s Renee’s fault!”
Renee put her hand in the air and laughingly called out “Guilty!”
Meg continued “When Holly said you were at the back door begging to be let in, I almost gave in and sent her back with the fob, until Renee said “Nah, just give them some money and tell them to go buy snacks!” I thought it was genius idea, and figured, if you thought it too outrageous, you could always roll the $5 up and tell me to shove it up my ass when you got home. I go in the mini mart quite a bit, and didn’t think Mr and Mrs Kang were the type to call the cops or freak out and whip out a taser on you. Never in a million years did I think you would get Pinky to go in too!
“I know” I laughed “What have we started? Have you seen the confidence bubbling out of that gal? And this is when she’s naked. She’s gonna be unbearable with her clothes on!”
The four of us were still laughing as Pinky re-entered the living room. “You talking to me?” she said in a passable Robert DeNiro impression. “Ain’t no one else here!” said Meg. We marvelled at Pinky’s dramatic entrance. She was wearing a towel as I had. However unlike me, the towel was wrapped around her wet hair in a turban, while rest of her body remained delightfully naked.
Chapter Fifteen: Babygirl, Pinky and Roger
“Right” said Meg. “Are we all ready for the grand finale?” I saw her glance towards the coffee table, and I felt my tummy tighten.
“I’m ready” I said. “But not on the table this time. It plays havoc with my shoulder blades. If it’s not too weird can we all go to my bedroom? I will be a lot more comfortable.”
“Yep, lead on Babygirl, lets not keep Roger waiting!”
I got shakily to my feet. Even though we were discussing my impending masturbation in such a matter of fact way, and it was I who suggested we all went to my bedroom, it still made me quiver inside when I thought of what I was about to do. If anyone had suggested, less than two months ago, that I would willingly invite four other women into my bedroom … into mine and Bill’s bedroom! To let them watch me bring myself to orgasm, I would have said they were insane! Now, however insane it might seem, that was exactly what was happening. I led the way down the hallway, and into my bedroom. The room seemed tiny and crowded with five of us crammed in. I hopped onto the bed and tapped the other side (Bill’s side!) for Pinky to join me. Showing her new found confidence, she climbed up next to me without hesitation, and lay for a moment, on her back, legs spread, hiding nothing, before rolling on to her side and gazing at me expectantly. Meanwhile Holly and Meg had positioned themselves, standing at the foot of the bed. Meg was behind Holly, with her hands loosely resting on Holly’s hips, in a similar fashion to the way I had stood behind Pinky at the tree earlier. Renee had dragged the stool away from my dressing table and had sat on it, in the corner of the room, right next to the door. It seemed to me as if Renee was feeling the most uncomfortable of us all in this situation, and had positioned herself in order to make a quick getaway if it became too much for her to handle.
Without further ado, I reached into my nightstand and withdrew Roger, my vibrator, from his hiding place. I pressed the first button to check the batteries were still good, and a satisfying buzz filled the otherwise silent room. After my frantic performance and rapid climax at my first dare challenge, I was determined to take my time tonite, both to provide a better show for my audience, and to prolong the exquisite ache that had now spread across my loins. With this aim in mind, I placed a pillow under my ass, and studiously avoiding contact with my clitoris, concentrated on stroking my labia with Roger’s main shaft to ensure I was well lubricated. (believe me I was well lubricated!)
I paused for a moment to savour the anticipation, and to scan my friends faces. Pinky gazed back at me with a dreamy expression, her eyes flitted between my face and my wide open thighs. Holly and Meg both displayed a mixture of embarrassment and lust. Meg had tightened her grip around Holly’s waist, and her hands hovered closer to the slight mound at the front of Holly’s yoga leggings. Renee was the hardest to read. To be honest she looked terrified to me. It was strange being able to see everyone’s reactions. At my first masturbation demonstration, I had only been able to see the ceiling. This time it felt more intimate, as if the other girls were co-conspirators in my lewd show, rather than mere passive observers.
Satisfied that I had everyone’s attention, and that I was wet enough, I gently slid Roger inside myself, stopping just shy of letting the rabbit part touch my clitoral hood. I began to slowly pump the vibrator in and out, still refusing with each stroke to let the rabbit ears brush my clit. My free hand rose to my breasts, and I alternately pinched each nipple. My excitement was increasing and my hips began to rise and fall in an involuntary rhythm, meeting each thrust of the toy. It is very rare for me to be able to cum with penetration alone and so I eventually had to give my clitoris the attention it was screaming for. I plunged the vibrator deep inside me and ground the rabbit part against my clit until the waves of my orgasm began. As I spasmed over and over, I turned towards Pinky, and watched her, watching me. Her eyes were transfixed, fascinated by the activity between my legs. Seeing her watch me turned me on even more, and seemed to make my climax last twice as long as usual.
At last I lay back, exhausted. Pinky brushed my cheek with her hand. “That looked fantastic! Feel good?” “Yeah, it was yummy!” I was suddenly conscious of the withdrawn vibrator still clasped limply in my hand.
Usually when I masturbate, or even when I have sex with Bill, my juices run clear. On rare occasions, such as now, I manage to secrete a thick, white fluid. I have no idea if this is a different fluid to usual, like the one I had produced when I had squirted, or if it is the same clear juice, merely whipped up by a lot of thrusting, as it seems to be this action that produces it. Like frothing up a cappuccino! In any case I realised the intention was for Pinky to use Roger too, but I was too embarrassed to pass him to her, streaked with my white cum. Meg read my thoughts and said “You’d better give Roger a clean before Pinky has a go!” I nodded bashfully, and reached above me to grab the box of Kleenex from my nightstand. I was startled when Meg reached over, tapped me on the wrist, and said “Heidi, I think you should clean Roger … with your mouth!”
I groaned with lust, and with the humiliation of being commanded to taste my own juices. Meg certainly knew how to push my buttons. I was not really one for tasting myself. It was something that Bill occasionally had me do, but it was normally just a cursory lick of the vibrator. This was a much more deliberate act and consequently one I found more erotic. I held Roger close to my face and tentatively extended my tongue, while my eyes flitted from each of my friends to the next. Pinky lay next to me, bright eyed and panting. Holly and Meg stood at the foot of the bed, flushed and expectant. Renee sat in the far corner, looking as though she might bolt from the room at any moment. I began to lap at the vibrator, sucking my secretion into my mouth and swallowing it. It did not taste unpleasant, but the texture was weird. The more I fed upon it, the more turned on I became. Finally, satisfied that I had licked it clean, I handed my toy to Pinky, who grasped it with surprising eagerness. It was now my turn to watch. I turned onto my side facing Pinky, in time to see her roll onto her back and spread her legs wide, before bringing Roger in to make contact with her labia. We watched in fascination as Pinky began to stroke herself with the shaft of the vibrator. The size and shape of her lips meant that with each stroke they appeared to wrap and tangle around the toy, before stretching free. Soon Pinky’s excitement had increased to the point where she wanted to put Roger inside herself. To achieve this she had to use her free hand to spread herself open before gently sliding the vibrator home. Even after full insertion, the nature of her anatomy meant that she continued to hold her labia open to prevent them being dragged inside herself with each increasingly urgent thrust.
I watched, spellbound as her excitement mounted. Pinky began to squirm, and her hips bucked against the mattress as her climax approached. I could see than Pinky was generating her own version of the white fluid I had produced earlier. It appeared, however, to be more liquid than mine and in much greater quantity. The fluid was pooling around the shaft of the vibrator and had run from Pinky’s opening to coat her perineum.
As Pinky’s orgasm broke, she thrust Roger’s ears hard against her clitoris, and releasing the hold on her spread labia, reached for and gripped my hand so hard, she hurt my fingers. After climaxing for what seemed even longer than I had, she released my hand and lay, panting and sweating but smiling up at me. Our attention was now drawn to Roger as Pinky withdrew him from her vagina. The vibrator was completely coated with her white juice. It looked as though it had been dipped in a carton of milk, and the fluid was so copious it ran down Pinky’s arm as she held the toy aloft.
The atmosphere in my tiny bedroom was taut with expectation, as we waited for what was to happen next. I could see from Pinky’s eyes that she was waiting to be commanded, as I had been, to taste her own juices. I knew that she would willingly do this, but like me, could only do it if told to.
Finally Meg spoke. “Wow, Pinky, That was amazing! Do you even own a vibrator?”
“No” said Pinky, shyly. “Just a hairbrush!”
“Well, I was gonna say you should get one, but on second thoughts, maybe not, as if I were you I would probably never leave the house again!”
This was it. We waited for Meg to order Pinky to lick the vibrator clean. When she spoke again it shocked everyone in the room.
“Roger looks like he needs another clean! Since you did such a good job last time Heidi, Why don’t you do it again!”
I groaned once more, this time I was feeling a mixture of arousal, and self consciousness at the outrageousness of the situation. I was going to do this. I wanted to do it as a dedication to my feelings for Pinky. It was strange how connected and intimate with Pinky this was making me feel, considering I was about to be Intimate not with her, but with an inanimate object.
I did not reach for the toy, but instead knelt forward on the bed while Pinky held it out for me. I began to lap her juices from it and felt my own begin to seep from my vulva as the eroticism of the situation reawakened my desires. The taste was similar, but at the same time distinct from my own. It was sharp, almost metallic. My enthusiasm increased. Soon I was feverishly licking not only the vibrator but Pinky’s fingers and arm as well.
A sudden thud from the corner of the room stopped me in my tracks. I saw Meg and Holly turn around, And Pinky and I followed their gaze to the doorway and an amazing sight.
Renee was standing braced against the corner of the room, between the door and the wall, having somehow kicked over the stool she had been sitting on. Both her hands were buried in the front of her leggings. She appeared to be using one hand to hold her leggings and underwear away from her body, while the other hand rubbed furiously between her legs. She looked back at the four of us, with an expression that said both: ‘Oh you caught me’ and ‘I couldn’t stop now if you put a gun to my head!’
We watched enraptured as she brought herself to a climax, her shoulders and ass alternately bucking against the wall, and her knees almost giving way.
When it was over, she withdrew her hands from her pants, and stood awkwardly, regarding her right hand with embarrassment. This was the hand that had moved so rapidly between her legs and she looked at it as though it were not part of her, before shrugging her shoulders and thrusting her sticky fingers into her mouth to suck them clean.
Finally, she spoke: “Wow, sorry girls, I don’t know what came over me! I hate to cut and run, but now I’ve got myself warmed up, I need to get home to Vince and give him his Friday night treat! If I don’t get there soon, he will start without me, and his recovery time is not as good as ours! I’m just gonna freshen up a bit, and call a cab. Thanks for a great evening!” She set my dressing table stool upright and reached for the door handle.
“Hold up!” called Meg. “Holly and I are gonna split too. We have .. uh .. stuff to do.” She squeezed the cheek of Holly’s ass as she spoke. “Have a coffee at ours while you wait for your cab. I think Babygirl and Pinky have some things to discuss, right?” She winked at me, and I nodded.
As they left the room, Holly turned to me, grinning, and said “Heidi, you missed a bit!” she pointed between Pinky’s still spread open thighs to the white coating on her perineum, and her labia which looked as though they had been dusted with icing sugar.
I did not need further prompting, and before the trio had reached the end of the corridor, I rolled onto my stomach, put my face between Pinky’s legs, and began to taste her juices directly from the source.
“We should get jobs as sex therapists” giggled Pinky. “We seem to be having a positive effect on everyone’s love lives tonite!”
She gasped as I sucked her labia into my mouth.
Poster:
Heidi Green
