DISCLAIMER:
EVERYONE DIRECTLY INVOLVED WITH THE MAIN CHARACTER IN ANY WAY THAT INVOLVES ANYTHING REMOTELY SEXUAL IS OVER THE AGE OF 18.
NOTE: Here's the next chapter in the ongoing saga (ha!) of Susan's blossoming exhibitionism. I enjoy the feedback (good and bad)and really appreciate the suggestions and ideas. I've received some good ones that I'm planning to incorporate into the story down the road.
***
I didn't really sleep that night. I was so excited thinking about the night; I was even more excited thinking about the morning and just how far I'd be able to take things.
I set my watch to beep at 5am, which was only a few hours away. I was already awake when it went off. The house was silent, but for the light sound of snoring coming from Kristi's room when I walked past. OK, I did actually stop and listen. And maybe look through the open crack in the door at Kristi and Rob as they lay there.
Rob was on his back, the covers thrown aside. Kristi's right leg and arm were thrown across him, blocking, alas, my view of his cock. Last night was, really, the first I'd ever seen live, though he didn't know I'd watched him after he passed out. With Kristi holding my hand, practically. Kristi, though, was much more exposed, no longer wearing her pajama pants. She, like me, it looked like, was shaved, and her ass and puss were glorious, though pale, to observe. I watched, for over five minutes, before I remembered the need for me to prepare.
I walked down the hall, pausing to pee in the bathroom, before going downstairs to the kitchen. I was still wearing my tight camisole and the loose matching booty shorts I'd inherited from my sister (who's bottom was larger than mine, but chest wasn't, much to her chagrin). Out the window, I could see that it was still raining in the darkness, and paused to try to calm down. I was breathing a bit hot and a bit bothered, so to speak.
Kristi and I had worked out a agreement on a rough script to play out for Rob; he'd gone to bed before we had and things revolved around Kristi telling him I'd kept drinking much later into the night. That was my excuse for what I was going to do.
The first thing I did, realizing the house was chilly, was turn on the gas fireplace in the middle of the living room. I stood there, warming myself for a moment as the heat started to radiate. I knew that Rob would be asleep for several more hours, and Kristi for at least a couple. I'd set my alarm early because I wanted to both work up my nerve, and also enjoy the experience as it drew itself out. Anticipation is big for me.
I quietly pulled the cushions from the crouch and lay them on the floor in a rough mattress-like arrangement. I walked into the attached dining room, and pulled the white table cloth off of the table. It would be my blanket.
I then went into the kitchen and looked under the kitchen sink. As Kristi has told me, there were several empty wine bottles. I pulled on out and put it on the ground beside my "bed".
This is where I hesitated, because there was, well, no going back. I mean, I could, but I knew I'd regret it. Here was a safe way for me to totally, well, I'll start describing what happened a few hours later.
***
I'd lain there for hours, but it passed in minutes. I had never felt nor been so exposed in my life. I finally heard movement upstairs. The creaking of the floor. Then feet on the steps. Then nothing.
I knew that someone was in the room with me. I didn't know who it was, though I suspected Kristi. She'd not had near as much to drink as Rob, and had told me she would be up much earlier.
I tried to breath normally, knowing that from his or her position, I was exposed.
I lay across my improvised mattress, with one knee pulled up, and the lower leg resting on the ground. My "blanket" covered me. Well, part of me. I'd positioned it to cover my head, my upper right shoulder, most of my ass, and part of my right thigh. The rest of my was exposed. Right then, I though my pussy was covered, though I wasn't sure. I knew that depending on how I shifted and what I pulled I could reveal more of my ass, my leg, my back, and my very wet pussy. I couldn't believe that I'd held, more or less, this same position for a few hours. It didn't feel that way though. All it felt like was awesomesauce.
I felt someone near my, and heard rapid breathing through the table cloth over my head.
"Perfect," whispered my co-conspirator, Kristi. "You look unbelievably sexy. I love your curves. FUCK. I am tempted to ravage you right now, and I never thought I'd say that. Are you still wanting to go through with it?"
I whispered back, "Please."
I heard a light laugh, and relaxed, knowing that things were going ahead. Now don't think my relaxing about that lessened my anticipatory lust one iota. It just started ramping it up. Especially knowing that Kristi was enjoying seeing me.
"Let me position this a bit better." Kristi's hands touched my skin as they slid the table cloth around a bit. She covered a bit more of my waist, and a bit less of my leg. "Remember, when he's in here, to pretend to be asleep at first."
I heard her move away, then heard a sound I'd not expected, that of her cell phone taking a photo.
I had my first orgasm, a small one, then.
Fortunately Kristi didn't say anything, even if she did notice.
And then I waited some more.
***
Another unknown amount of time passed, and I could see that the sun was up and it was to be a bright winter's day. The light filtering through my "blanket" told me that much. It didn't tell me who came downstairs a few minutes later. I'd heard a toilet flush, feet on the stairs, and then silence again.
"Holy shit."
It was Rob...and it took all my willpower to not cover up or strip it off right then and there. I tried to breath normally.
Minutes passed, I think, without me hearing another sound. Then I heard more footsteps on the stairs, and I knew that Kristi had joined him.
"I didn't know, I mean." Rob mumbled with a slightly worried tone, "It's not my fault."
"I know. It's hers silly. Last night I came down for some water and ran into Susan who'd also woken up. We ended up talking for another hour about guys and how shy she is. She asked for something more to drink and I let her open a bottle of wine, expecting her to only have a glass."
Rob didn't reply.
"Rob...over here." Kristi said it, though, with a laugh in her voice. "It serves her right. She kept drinking and before I knew it was asking me what to do about it."
"I don't get it. About what?"
"She's shy silly. She's never even kissed a guy, let alone done anything else. And last night was her first time drunk. I told her to lighten up, dress sexier, show more skin. Guys would come to her."
"Well, yeah. But she's hot even ..um well, she's attractive you know."
"It's ok. And yes, you can look. She kept giving me reasons she couldn't do this or that or open up to guys at school. I finally called her a prude." Kristi was following our script so far, more or less. "There's the bottle. I can't believe she finished it after I left."
"But why is she naked? And down here?"
"When I first came down, she was wearing a camisole and shorts."
"And?" I could hear anticipation in Rob's voice.
"She asked what she could do to prove to me that she wasn't really a prude."
"I told her that I didn't think she had a hope. I was teasing, but she got a bit upset about it," Kristi continued, "but I told her that she had trouble even getting naked in front of me."
Kristi continued, telling Rob how I'd gotten obnoxious then, and swore, "I can and I will get naked in front of you."
"And did she?"
"Not then..she was having trouble sitting up at that stage, so I setup a bed down here and put the table cloth over her as a blanket."
"So she got naked after you left?"
"I guess....god she's beautiful. Do you like looking at her?"
Rob's response sent a shiver through my body, "Well, yeah, I do. I don't want to be with her or anything, you know that, but I do like to look."
"I'll tell you what, lover, until she wakes up, you can look all you want. Here, you can even take some photos on my cell. I want to tease her with them later. But no touching."
"Um." Rob hesitated. And then I though. photos? This was beyond what we'd talked about. But I trusted Kristi. I thought I could anyway.
"It's OK. After you watched her through my telescope - and don't ever tell her you did - and saw her ass outside the pool - you fucked me longer and harder than you ever have before. Three times that first night."
I heard the sounds of kissing. "Shh...take advantage of her being passed out. God you're hard already. I might have to come get you in a minute. I'm just going to sit here and watch."
Oh God. This wasn't what I expected. I thought, I quick flash, maybe a bit more than I was currently showing, but not that they'd both be there for a prolonged period of time and with a camera.
I heard light footsteps near me and heard the camera going off from several angles. Thank goodness my face was covered. I was dripping between my legs, and desperate to finger myself. I couldn't though. I just concentrated on trying to breath slowly.
"Here, let me help you." Kristi's voice was surprisingly near, and I was shocked as I felt her finger tips. The camera went off again. She drew her fingers up my leg, took hold of the blanked, and pulled it an inch or so to the side, revealing my ass crack, most of my thigh, and to my shameful pleasure, my wet, shaved puss.
Click.
"Oh my God." Rob was sounding out of breath himself, and suddenly whispered quietly, "Sorry...I'm trying to be quiet. What if she wakes up?"
"The amount she had to drink." Kristi poked my left ass cheek roughly and I managed not to move; I really managed, though, I think, to not move my ass back over her finger to impale my cunt on her digit. "She's not waking up for a bit."
Another click from a different angle. "Thank you so much Kristi - God I love you."
"God - I love that bulge in your boxers. I'm glad you're enjoying this. You know I like watching you like this."
Click.
I felt fingers again, this time at my ribs. Kristi was lightly tickling me on my left side and I couldn't help but squirm a bit. "I bet if I tickle her a bit here, I can get her to shift a bit. Maybe you can see those nipples you were staring at through her wet shirt."
Click. Tickle. Click. Tickle.
I gave in then, trying to act restless and rolled away from her fingers onto my side. I thought that showing more of my breast would be enough for her, but she kept tickling, and I again caved into my own desires by rolling onto my back. I hugged the table cloth between my arms and acted like the light was bothering me, letting out a moan of pleasure I hoped sounded like the groan of a hangover.
Click. Click. Click.
I was now on my back, my legs bared to the world and my right breast completely uncovered. I held my improvised blanket over my face, and continued to feign sleep as best I could. My pussy was completely bared - it visible completely to Rob.
Click. Click. Click.
"OK, I think that's enough, now give me my camera. I won't risk - no matter how much I trust you - these photos getting out to your buddies!"
I breathed a sign of relief at that - for my face wasn't exposed in any of the shots.
"Let's go back upstairs now Rob - I don't think I can wait, and by the looks of that wet spot on the front of your tent, neither can you."
I heard them creep quietly away, hearing Kristi's last words, "I bet she's still like that when we finish. I've got an idea if she is."
I listened to them fucking for the next hour. And I did something similar to myself.
***
I wasn't sure how I should be positioned at first. I mean, should I be laying on my back, my side or my stomach. Should I be covered more, less, or at all with my improvised blanket (a table cloth)?
I finally settled on a bit of a fetal position, covering my "hung-over" head to block out light, and hugging the rest of it between my arms and legs. I was on my side, my legs pulled up to my chest. My left breast was mostly visible between my folder arm, and my ass and likely my pussy were sticking out behind me as I lay on the couch-cushions I'd moved to the floor.
I finally heard footsteps coming back downstairs. Was it Kristi or Rob? Or both of them?
I didn't have to wait long, "See Rob, she's still out like a light. I bet she's going to have a horrible headache."
"Um...shouldn't we cover her up now?"
