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Brooke Allison was one of those people that was obnoxiously intoxicating. You couldn't get enough of her, although many times you found yourself wondering how she gets the balls to do half the shit she does. I admired her for her brazenness but loved her for her submissive side also. I guess she was a contradiction because most of the phrases I'm using to describe her are an oxymoron. Anyway, she and I had a few wild encounters together in our past relationship. We grew up together and both discovered our love for the female anatomy very early. We're now 21 and 20 but we first played together when we were about 14 years old.
How could we not love the female anatomy as our bodies were the first we discovered? Brooke with her 36c tits and nice round ass and breath taking legs and me with my 38d tits and long luxurious curls and sultry lips, both with sweet caramel skin. Not only were we exploring our own bodies but each other's as well, so naturally we were turned on! She was the type of girl you could love because she was so loyal to your wants and needs. She knew how to obey and how to tease you with her tempting ass. Often I'd find her bent over in a short skirt with no panties and I'm certain she did not own a bra.
I can specifically recollect a day when she and I were in the mall and she wore this really short black dress. It was very loose fitting at the top and the neck of it went down between her breasts almost to her belly button. The bottom was quite fitted over her ass cheeks. It was tight enough you could see her cheeks rise and fall with every step she took but loose enough that if she ever dared wear panties you wouldn't see a panty line but of course she went commando almost 24/7 so no problem there! I had on a white loose fitting top with red stripes that hung off the shoulder. I didn't wear a bra this day either and my nipples were very visible. I, also, had a denim mini skirt on with yellow thong panties and flats.
When we got to the mall, Brooke was eager for something in the vending machine and upon retrieving it from the bottom of the machine she "couldn't reach" possibly because she wasn't squatting, like most people do, but instead bent at the waist. Needless to say, she had to bend over for a very long time and showing "innocently" off her ass. After so long of watching her struggle, I decide she needed "help." So naturally as I leaned over her to help hold the little flap open as she reached for the candy, I had to place my hand on her ass and as I lifted my hand once she got what she was searching for, I may have unintentionally lifted her dress a tad. There also just so happened to be an older man sitting at a table near us. He looked to be about 37-40 years old. He had dark brown hair with just a few little streaks of grey above his ears with dark eyes, tan skin which was just a bit lighter than she and I were.
I noticed his gaze upon Brooke's slightly exposed ass cheeks so I tugged at her arm as we giggled at our own exhibitionism and tilted my head in the man's direction to show her he was interested. She gave me that bad girl look as though she definitely planned to fuck with him but didn't quite know what she was going to do yet. Suddenly, and unexpectedly, she kissed me. Hard. She turned so that I was pinned against the vending machine and her ass was facing the man and placed my hands at her ass. I slowly comprehended what she had in mind and once I got into her rhythm I started caressing her ass lightly and slowly, showing off more of her ass.
My guess is, she decided she wanted more so stopped kissing me and licked my bottom lip playfully grabbing my ass at the same time giving me her most wanton look. She pulled me by my hand walking toward the man sitting at the table with his white button up and blue jeans, finishing up his lunch he watched as we walked closer. Brooke, on a mission, walked by letting a finger trail across his back, never stopping to talk or any of that, simply giving him a little signal to follow us. She licked her bottom lip at him and blew a kiss. Now in my mind, if I was him the little preview he just got was insuring enough that he should've known if he followed, he'd enjoy himself. I'm not sure why he still sat there. Possibly not to be so obvious? Dumb founded? Who knows but he eventually rose to follow our swaying asses.