A New Start

My naked running, setting up cameras, chores, and naked adventures in the hills had flown by in no time. Brad asked if I wanted him to drive us to pick up Maya. I smiled and asked, "Sure. But no leaving me topless for the truckers to see this time."

Brad laughed. "I never touched you. You did it yourself. I was so surprised when you didn't wake up from all the air horns blaring their approval."

So, I had removed my top, laid back in the blowing air, showed my naked DD tits to truckers, and they had blown their air horns? How did I not wake up? Was I really that tired?

Not forgetting that Brad had taken pictures of me, sent them to Maya, and Maya had the pictures saved to her cloud on her computer. I didn't tell Brad I knew about that part.

"We'll take my truck this time. I need to pick up some 4 wheelers I bought near Vernon." Brad explained.

We needed to be at the port at noon to pick up Maya. We left early in the morning to pick up the 4 wheelers and then get to the port on time. The drive was fine and warm, and we had no traffic. We arrived at a house with several outbuildings to buy the 4 wheelers. We met a fat older farmer, no shirt, jeans, and cowboy hat. He had a big bulging lower lip full of chewing tobacco.

When he saw me get out of the truck his eyes bulged out. Brad saw his face and laughed. I was wearing jeans, a normal shirt that showed a bit of my stomach, and nothing crazy sexy.

"Uh. Yeah. This way." The fat farmer stated in a deep voice. His eyes locked on me.

We went into the shop and realized just how over the top this was going to be. The walls were plastered with Playboy models. All naked and crudely taped up on the walls. There were thousands of them. "What a perv," I thought.

The guy had at least 50 motorcycles. Mostly all were in different stages of repair. "I buy 'em, I fix 'em. I sell 'em." The fat farmer stated.

He walked us to the 4 wheelers and Brad paid him in cash. As the roll up garage door was opened a teenage girl in a gold bikini top and short jean shorts was standing outside. Brad looked at her with surprise. She couldn't have been more than 16 years old. But she was very mature for her age. Her tits were massive. Like fake bolt on bimbo stripper massive, her waist was skinny, and she had a very trim ass with long legs.

"Daddy. You didn't let her in your garage, did you? That's so embarrassing. I'm very sorry for him." The girl stated while shaking her head.

"Sorry. I didn't even realize it." The fat farmer stated in his deep voice.

"I'm Tilly. His oldest daughter. I turned 19 years old two days ago." Tilly explained while she shook Brad's hand. Brad's eyes were focused on her huge bikini tits that jiggled as they shook hands.

The fat farmer apparently didn't approve of Brad staring at his daughter's tits. He said loudly, "You need help loading those quads?"

"No. No. I got it just fine." Brad stated trying to regain his composure.

Brad pulled out a set of ramps for the bed of his truck and loaded both 4 wheelers. With the tailgate closed, the 4 wheelers all tied down, and the fat farmer closing his garage door with him inside. Tilly asked, "Hey mister. Got another $100 bucks?"

Brad nodded and stated, "Yeah. I still got a couple hundred. Why?"

"If you are quick. You can take a picture of my tits for $100. Naked is $200?" Tilly stated with a big smile.

Brad didn't hesitate but handed her $200. "Won't your girlfriend be upset?" Tilly asked, looking at me.

"Friend and employer. Not girlfriend." Brad stated without even looking back at me.

Tilly smiled, pulled her bikini top to the sides, and her massive tits hung from her chest. She had areolas as big as silver dollars that were barely pink. She had dark tan line triangles from a tiny bikini she must have worn while lying in the sun. She also had thick 1/2 inch long brown nipples. Long enough to hang a pretzel on.

Brad smiled and took a few pictures as Tilly posed. We had been standing on the far side of the truck, but we heard Tilly's dad grumbling and walking towards us. Tilly covered her tits and stood there smiling.

"Need anything else?" The fat farmer asked.

"Nope. I'm good. Could one of you close the gate on our way out?" Brad asked.

"I got it daddy." Tilly stated and walked down the driveway ahead of us.

Brad and I climbed in his truck. "God damn her tits are huge. She's fucking hot!" I nearly screamed at Brad.

"$200 bucks. Worth every penny." Brad laughed.

We drove down the driveway and were out of sight of the fat farmer. Tilly walked up to the passenger side of my door, I rolled down the window, and she leaned her head and chest in. Her huge fat tits being supported by the window frame. Tilly pulled out her phone and asked, "Can I have both of your numbers? So, we can stay in touch? I really want to ride a horse someday. You two look like you own horses."

"We do. We definitely own horses." I stated with as serious a face as I could muster.

Brad and I gave Tilly our phone numbers before she pulled her body out from the window frame and walked away. "Jesus. What was that?" I asked while laughing.

"I don't know. But what a babe. I wonder if she is homeschooled?" Brad laughed, his eyes stuck to the rearview mirror to watch Tilly walked away and out of sight.

I picked up Brad's phone and reviewed the pictures. Brad must have held his finger down on the button. There were over 300 pictures from the 5 seconds of Tilly posing topless. "Good thing it wasn't $200 a picture. You took like 300 pictures!" I laughed.

"I didn't want to miss a thing!" Brad smiled as we drove to the port to pick up Maya.

Maya was super tan, smiling, and dragging her luggage behind her as we pulled up. She climbed in the backseat and told us all about her cruise. She had gone with some girlfriends, and they had a blast. Dancing, drinking, massages...

As we drove down the highway Brad pulled up next to a big semi-truck. "Hey Andrea. He likes you!" Brad laughed as he pulled up next to the truck. We were not the same height by any means, but the driver looked down and smiled.

I pulled up my shirt and flashed him my tits. Though covered in a bra.

I heard a voice say, "What? Is she not legal? Tell her to show them nips!"

Brad had turned on a CB radio in his dash. "Do it Andrea!" Brad laughed.

Brad had kept pace with the truck as I undid my bra. I pulled it out from the bottom of my shirt, turned back to the driver, and flashed my naked tits. The driver pulled on his air horn. Blasting us with a loud "Honk! Honk!"

We all laughed as Brad accelerated. "Thanks babe. You are hot." The male voice stated out of the speaker of the CB.

"Hey. Hey. That one next!" Maya laughed as Brad continued down the highway.

"Well then it's your turn Maya!" Brad stated.

I turned back to see Maya rummaging under her shirt. Pulling her bra off and stowing it in her duffle bag. As we pulled up next to the truck, Maya rolled down her window and waved her arms to get the driver's attention. I turned to the side, leaned back, and flashed my tits from inside.

Not Maya. She took off her T-shirt, leaned out of the window, and wiggled her naked upper body in the cold air. Her arms waving over her head as the driver honked his air horn again.

"Damn those are nice. Thanks babe." Another voice stated from the CB as Maya returned inside the truck and rolled up the window.

"Words going to get out. We are on a public channel. Those guys have private channels to warn about cops and such. Topless ladies will be a hit." Brad laughed.

And sure, as shit. We flashed eat trucker we passed for the whole 4 hours. Laughing and encouraging each other as we drove. Pulling into my ranch we had flashed at least 100 truckers on the highway. Sometimes we took turns. And sometimes we both flashed at the same time. Maya showed me how to lean my upper body out the window. I was so scared the first time I did it. I felt like I was going to fall out. But I didn't.

The cold air made my nipples instantly harden. I waved my hands as my hair was blowing wild. The honking of approval always made me laugh before returning inside the cab of the truck. All the drivers were very thankful as they commented on the CB with positive comments of praise.

We pulled our shirts back on and Maya put her bags in her vehicle. We went inside and ate an early dinner before she left for home. Brad had not worked at all that day as we were busy driving and picking up the 4 wheelers. He left to unload them at his house.

Once they had all left, I was naked in seconds. I had not realized how excited flashing my tits to around 100 men, one at a time had made me. The sun was setting as I walked out to my porch. I sat in the chair, spread my legs, and pointed my open nude pussy towards Joshua.

I slowly played with my clit and soaking wet pussy. 30 minutes, 45 minutes, then an hour. I kept myself right on the edge before finally giving myself an orgasm. My head flung back, my body shook, my legs quivered. After 5 minutes of recuperating, I saw I had a text from Joshua. "Nice."

I stood up, took a nice bow like I had been on stage acting, and then walked inside my house.

I logged onto my computer and pulled up the cameras from Maya's apartment. I was still a bit early as she had not arrived home yet. I walked around my kitchen, cleaning, and waiting impatiently.

Eventually Maya walked in. The two cameras caught her exiting the elevator and walking around debris before entering her open-air apartment. She flung her two bags on her bed, watered her plants, and checked the fridge. She gulped down a beer before she stripped naked and climbed in the shower. Her body was even better than I had imagined. I had only seen her tits in real life. But the cameras caught her entire naked body until she climbed in the shower.

I had one camera mounted at a low angle to see in her shower. Maya took her time, washing, soaping, and shampooing her hair. The water cascaded down her thin frame and long legs.

I saw she no longer had any tan lines. Previously she had a hint of white here and there. She must have spent a lot of her cruise naked in the sunlight. I had been on a cruise before. I don't remember there being naked or even topless areas to sunbathe. Maya finished her shower, wrapped a towel around her hair, and remained naked while she unpacked.

I laughed at the view. I saved the videos. If she thought taking topless pictures of me while I slept was hot. This was even hotter. But my whole idea of Maya was about to change.

She opened her two suitcases. One was clothing, party type skirts, tops, and tiny bikinis. Nothing that was really meant for going out in public. I scratched my head thinking to myself, "What kind of cruise was this?"

The second duffle bag answered that question.

She opened it to reveal impact foam, then camera equipment, then laptop computer, and lastly. Bondage leather outfits, strap on cocks, whips, paddles, and more dildos. Lots and lots of dildos. Long, thick, skinny, and all colors of the rainbow. Some were unrealistically huge too. Wow. My opinion of Maya changed drastically.

Maya placed everything carefully in her dishwasher. It was nearly full before she added soap and closed the door to turn it on. She then took baby wipes and cleaned all her black leather bondage outfits, strap on kits, and harnesses.

The last thing she pulled out was a plastic bag full of black rope. It was like a magic trick. She kept pulling and pulling the rope from the bag. It seemed infinite. She then found a big white bucket from the construction debris outside of her apartment, filled it with rope, a bunch of liquid soap, and then hot water from her sink. After it was full she squished the rope down with her naked foot. Over and over. She emptied the water and repeated the process several times.

Once happy the water was not so dark colored. She poured the rope into the bathtub and let it dry.

I was shocked. No, I was super shocked. Was Maya on some sort of bondage, sex crazed, porno like cruise?

I opened a new window on my laptop and began searching for cruises. The closest one I could find was a "singles cruise" designed for "singles fun". It didn't say anything about bondage or whatever she had been up to. But who knows?

Maya wandered around her apartment until her hair had mostly dried. She cleaned, wiped surfaces, moped the wooden floor, and looked out her windows. All naked like me. Maya organized her laptop, cameras, and equipment. She placed them in small cardboard boxes with foam, so they were a bit more protected. She then placed them in her closet.

I got a really good view of Maya's ass and pussy as she bent over to pack everything and placed them in her closet. I doubted she knew I was watching. But she had angled herself perfectly. Maya never looked up since she had been home. I doubted she knew about the cameras.

Once Maya's hair was dry, she turned off the lights and climbed into bed. The night vision of the cameras let me watch her like it was daytime. Except not in color. I stayed up watching her roll around and finally fell asleep. I zoomed in on her computer and saw she had a post it notes on the side of her screen "HardFucker420!" was written. Likely her new password to access her computer.

Using my computer I remotely accessed hers. I had set it up this way last time I was there. I perused her computer but found she had not downloaded anything since coming home. Too bad. But I couldn't expect everything to happen all at once.

I went to bed but made sure the cameras would alert me when she woke up and got more active.

I could barely sleep. I kept having dreams of watching Maya. Naked. She was in her apartment, she was cleaning, showering, dancing, working on her construction project, surrounded by male employees, all while naked. I saw Brad helping her tear down a wall, sweeping up debris, his eyes glued to her naked body. Tilly was even there, wearing sexy overalls without an under shirt or bra. Her giant tits barely contained by the material.

I woke up a bunch of times. But every time I went back to sleep. It was the same dream.

Finally, my phone beeped at me at 8 am. Maya was awake, making breakfast, putting on makeup, and then finally getting dressed in jeans and a t-shirt to continue her construction project.

I did the same thing. I got ready for the day. At lunch I logged back on and saw Maya was in her bedroom organizing her giant dildo collection. 30 in total. She arraigned them by length. The largest was 18 inches long. I guessed. It was also way thicker than a beer can. It looked alien in comparison to the other toys.

She placed them all separated in 3 boxes. She then walked to a wall behind her apartment front door. She pressed on the wall, and it popped inward and then slid sideways. Maya picked up the boxes and stepped inside. It was a hidden room. She only needed to push it, and it opened. Shit. It also was not in a good spot for me to see. All bad angles I found out as I tried each camera.

Maya spent about 10 minutes inside the room but returned with 2 new dildos and some odd elastic bands. Both were a bit above average in length and girth. They both had suction cups on the base and realistic looking testicles. She hid them and the elastic bands under her pillow before she left her apartment to return to work.

I went on the internet and searched for elastic bands. After 30 minutes I had found nothing that looked exactly like them. I figured later tonight I would have to check sex toy sites because they weren't exercise bands. They were affixed to the sides of a large circle. It looked metal but wrapped in cloth or black tape. Why a large circle and then elastic bands on each side? I couldn't figure it out.

I went back to helping Brad. But my mind was distracted. After we had finished making bales of hay and mixed grass I headed home. Brad called it a day and he left as well.

I kept my computer logged onto the security cameras as I stripped naked. I made dinner and sat at the table eating and watching the cameras. It was nearly 7pm when Maya returned.

She took off her dirty clothes, took a shower, washed her hair, and wrapped it in a large towel again. She pulled out a large white bucket from her closet. It was filled with protein powder. I saw the label when I was searching for her stuff. The bucket wasn't normal height. It was about half the height of a normal 5-gallon bucket.

Maya placed it on the carpet at the foot of her bed. She then pulled in a second bucket. Normal height this time. Maya turned on some music and walked back to the buckets. I saw her set a timer on her smartwatch as she took a few deep breaths and spread her legs on either side of the normal bucket.

Slowly she started doing squats. Every time her naked ass would touch the top of the bucket. She would stand back up. Over and over for what felt like an hour. Maya was struggling. Her legs shook, she took no breaks, she slowed down, sweat poured off her body. But she kept squatting. Her smart watch beeped, and she stopped.

Maya slowly moved her legs away from the normal bucket, her legs quivered, and she looked like she was going to fall or trip. Once the normal bucket was out of the way she stepped over the shorter one. She set her smart watch again.

She had to squat down a lot further to touch her naked ass against the lid. Each time she would rise back up. But she was struggling. She yelled at herself, 'Get up. Stand up pussy! Get your fat ass up!'

At 30 minutes she couldn't stand up anymore. She sat on the bucket. Her legs shook so violently I could only imagine how bad they burned and ached. Maya pulled the towel off her head and placed it on the bed. Maya hobbled around the side of her bed, pulled out the dildos, and the harness.

Maya reached down and placed the circle around the small bucket. It slid up an inch or two until it was snug near the top. Maya sucked the dildo in her mouth and then pressed the suction cup down on the top. Maya placed her feet on either side of the bucket again and slowly lowered herself down.

The dildo wasn't of great size. A bit above average. But once Maya was sitting down on the whole thing, she moaned a bit. She then grabbed the elastic bands and secured them around her waist.

Maya took a deep breath and tried to stand up. She couldn't get more than a couple inches up. But she moaned loudly and slammed back down on the dildo. Over and over, she tried to stand. Screaming at herself, then slapping her own legs with her hands, and then finally she was slapping her tiny tits.

Slap. Slap. Slap. 'Get up slut! Get up you fat slut!' Maya yelled as she violently slapped her tits with her hand.

Maya was shaking. Her legs trembled. Yet she couldn't stand up even 4 inches. The elastic bands connected to the full bucket provided too much resistance. Her pussy was filled with the dildo. Maya kept it up for another hour before she undid the elastic bands around her waist and fell on the floor. Her legs couldn't hold her.

She pulled the dildo from the bucket and slid it in her pussy. She was soaked and her legs were wide open. She couldn't move them as she plunged the dildo inside herself. Over and over. 'Yeah. You like that you fat slut. Take it!' Maya screamed as she plunged the toy in her soaking wet pussy.

It took less than a minute and Maya moaned. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she massaged her red tits. Maya had an orgasm. She laid there with the dildo still in her pussy for nearly 30 minutes. Breathing heavily and staring at the ceiling. Her fingers rolling her nipples slowly.

Maya then pulled the toy from her pussy and placed it on the bucket as she sat up. Her legs still shook violently as she crawled to the bed. She picked up the slightly bigger dildo, licked the suction cup, and slapped it on the small bucket.