Darren: Sunbathing

I have a friend with benefits, a girl I met on Tinder. She's in an open marriage. I'd been shopping online and seen a tiny little bikini I'd wanted to see her in, so I'd bought it. I figured I'd try and get her into it when we next met up.

My phone rang and it was Sue.

"Hey."

"I have something to show you," she said.

"Oh really?" I asked.

"Dave convinced me to get my nipples pierced."

Dave's her husband.

"Oh that sounds interesting," I said. "Any chance of a sneak peek?"

"Give me a few minutes, OK?"

She hung up.

About two minutes later I got a mirror selfie of just her chest. She had little bars through her nipples and they looked interesting.

I called her back.

"Hi again," she said.

"Those look great," I said. "I'd love to take some pictures, if you're up for it."

"Well," she said, "I didn't want to go and do anything that could hurt these - they still ache a little."

"How about here?" I asked.

She'd never been to my house, but I trusted her enough by now to let her know where I live. Hopefully she wasn't worried that I was going to skin her or anything.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure," I said. "I'll text you the address. I also have a gift that I'd like to see you in."

"That sounds intriguing," she said.

"I'll send you the address. See you when you get here."

"Wait," she said, "what should I wear?"

"Sexy underwear."

"But over that?"

"Doesn't matter, you won't be wearing it long."

"Uh huh. Can I bring a memory card and get a copy of the pictures?"

"You can have the pictures," I told her, "I just like taking them. Plus I don't want you thinking I'm showing them to anybody or anything."

"I'll see you in about an hour," she said.

"I look forward to it," I said, hanging up.

About an hour later, she knocked on the door and I quickly opened it.

She looked great in a white tennis skirt and wrap around top. And white high heels.

I gave her a hug and a long, passionate kiss.

When we came up for air, she said "it's nice to see you too. You have a nice place."

"Thanks," I said and went and picked up my camera. "Shall we begin? I know you don't have that long."

"Oh," she said, going through her purse, "here's my memory card."

I took the little card from her and put it into an SD adapter before putting it back in the camera. I left my SD card on the table.

"Let me get a picture of you dressed, by the front door."

I took a couple of pictures of her, posing.

"Oh, can I get a couple of upskirts, seeing as you're wearing that little thing?"

She nodded and turned away and bent over a little. I took a couple of pictures and when I lay on the ground, she came and stood over me so I could really shoot up her skirt.

I sat up and took pictures from a low angle as she unbuttoned her skirt, letting it slide down her legs to the ground. She unwrapped her top, leaving her in just white lacy underwear and heels.

I took more pictures as she unhooked her bra and went in close as she took it off, exposing those newly pierced nipples.

Holding the camera in one hand, I stroked them gently for a while. They were already stiff and looked a little puffy.

"Do they still hurt a lot?"

"Not much," she said, "but I'm being careful."

I took a couple of close up pictures of her nipples, then she dropped her panties as I backed away, taking pictures the whole time.

I had her do a few sexy poses, then I lowered the camera.

"Let me go and get your gift," I said as I went to the kitchen counter, snatching it up and bringing it to her.

"Thanks," she said, "I think."

She opened the bag and peered inside.

"It's a bikini," I said. "I can't wait to see you in it."

She took the two tiny little red items out and looked at me.

The bottoms were a tiny little elongated triangle, with straps that joined in a little triangle at the back. Nothing in the triangle, other than air. The top was like a couple of small triangles with straps.

"Go ahead," I said, "try them on!"

She fiddled with the bottoms and, still in her heels, stepped in to them and slid them up her legs. She settled the triangle over her pussy. It didn't cover her landing strip. She made a face at me, then tried the top. She pulled it over her head, tied the neck strap and tucked her tits in. It held her tits pushed together and they were spilling out under and over and around it. It looked fabulous. You could easily see the nipple piercings against the cloth.

I took some pictures.

She stepped out of her shoes.

"I like the shoes," I said.

"Right, but I don't want to hurt your floor."

"So the light in here sucks. We should go outside."

"Yeah, no."

"Oh come on, I've seen you outdoors in less," I grinned at her. I've seen her naked in the great outdoors.

"I think I need to shave a little in that case," she said, pointing down at her landing strip.

"Allow me," I said.

I put the camera down and headed to the bathroom, Sue following me.

I collected my razor and some foam, then knelt down in front of her. I pulled the thong down to her thighs. I sprayed some foam in my hand and rubbed it across the top of her landing strip. I put my thumb over the very bottom and swiped my razor across the top, leaving a tiny little patch of red hair.

I put the razor and foam back on the counter and got a wash cloth. I wet it and wiped her clean.

I dropped the cloth in the sink, then turned back and pulled the thong back up. I arranged it at the front, turned her around and adjusted the straps a little higher. All her pubic hair was now covered.

"Let's go to the pool," I said. "You can wear your shoes."

"Can I borrow a robe?"

"There's nobody around, they're all either at work, or out shopping."

"Uh huh," she said following me.

At the front door I waited while she put her shoes back on, then held it open for her.

"The light's usually good by the pool," I said as we left the house.

I led her to the pool. There wasn't anybody about and I waved her over towards a sun lounger.

She sat on the edge and turned and leaned back.

I took pictures of her lying there on my back. I had her open her legs a little. I had her put her arms above her head, which made the little top tighter over her tits.

I suggested she sit cross legged on the chair part and she was just taking her shoes off when Sophie, a neighbour, appeared.

"Oh, hallo," she said.

"Sophie, this is Sue. She's just modeling for me."

Sophie seemed amused and put her towel and book down on a lounger, sitting down.

"I bet she is," she said, and watched me take a couple of pictures of her.

"OK," I said, "try turning over and lying on your front."

"I don't want to be much longer in the sun," Sue said, "or I'll burn."

"I can solve that," said Sophie and she disappeared back to her house.

Sue lay on my front, supporting herself on her elbows. I took pictures of her cleavage and was just getting her to open her legs when Sophie reappeared.

"Suntan oil," she said triumphantly. "Want me to..."

"Yes," I said. I know she's a lesbian and would enjoy this.

Sue went to sit up again but Sophie said to stay there, going over to her. I took pictures as Sophie poured the oil in her hands and rubbed them together.

She started at Sue's shoulders and worked her way down. It was like a massage rather than just wiping it on and used lots of oil as she worked her way down, leaving Sue looking all shiny.

"Move your legs apart a bit," Sophie said as she got to Sue's waistband.

Sue complied and Sophie started rubbing her ass. She worked down her thighs and stopped when she got to her feet.

"There," she said, "you'll be fine now."

"Thanks," Sue said.

Sophie went back to her lounger and I went back to taking pictures.

After a couple more minutes I helped her sit up. She swung her legs around to the side of the chair and massaged her elbows.

"Soph," I called over, "can you do her front now?"

Sophie smiled as she put her book down. She came over with the oil and stood in front of Sue.

"Move your legs so I can get closer to you," she said. She stood between Sue's legs.

"You might want to get pictures of this," she said to me.

Sophie drizzled suntan oil over Sue's tits, starting around her shoulders and letting it drip down to her bikini. She handed Sue the bottle to hold and started rubbing it in. Sue was all shiny with oil as Sophie worked her way down her front.

"I like your piercings," she said.

"Thanks," Sue said, "they're new."

Sophie rubbed all over Sue's tits while I took pictures. The oil soaking into the material made it translucent so I could see her nipples through it.

Sophie worked her way down, getting close to her bikini bottoms, then stopped and backed up.

"Stand up and let me sit down," she said, "and I'll be able to get all of your legs."

She helped Sue stand up, taking the oil as she sat down on the lounger. She poured oil into her hands and rubbed them together before starting at her waist and working down slowly. Sue closed her eyes.

She worked her way around the tiny piece of fabric, soaking it in oil so I could see through it. Her thumbs were going right up under it and then she was working down her thighs.

She added more oil, then rubbed the front of Sue's thighs, between her legs. Sue was flushed, looking turned on.

Sophie worked down to her knees and shins, again stopping by her feet.

"There you go," she said, standing up and heading back to her lounger.

"Thanks," I said to her.

"Did you enjoy that?" I asked Sue.

She just shrugged.

"Because your whole chest is bright red."

I posed her and took pictures. Lots of pictures.

After a while longer, I suggested we go back home. I was wanting to have sex.

Sophie looked up from her book.

"You should probably wash that oil off before you go in," she said, "or it'll get on your sheets."

She knew we were probably going to be fucking. She nodded to the shower by the pool.

"Thanks," Sue called over to her and started over towards the shower.

I picked up her shoes, but kept pointing the camera at her.

"Here," Sophie said, getting up, "let me help you."

They met at the shower. There was a big bottle of liquid soap and Sophie grabbed it as she turned the shower on.

Sue squeaked at the cold water and got out of the flow. Sophie laughed and held her hand in the water, waving her back in when it was warm enough.

Sophie was behind Sue and reached around to soap up her front. She spent a lot of time washing her tits, then unhooked the strap behind Sue's neck. Sue grabbed for her bikini but Sophie pulled her hands away.

"We have half the girls here topless most Fridays," she said and I nodded.

"We do a happy hour thing," I told her.

"You should come some time," Sophie said as she pulled the top away, tossing it towards me.

Sue stood with her hands hanging by her sides. I stood there taking pictures.

Sophie's hands came up, cupping her tits and pushing them together.

Sophie turned Sue to face her. She bent her head down and lightly kissed her nipples.

I went to get closer and take pictures.

"No," Sophie said to me, "stay there. I don't need you taking pictures of this."

She straightened up and squeezed more soap into her hands She lathered it up and washed Sue's back. She knelt down and started washing Sue's front.

When she got to Sue's feet, she seemed to be taking her time. All of a sudden Sue grabbed Sophie's shoulders and shuddered through an orgasm.

When Sue had got her breath back, Sophie stood up.

"Glad to help," she said and wandered back to her lounger.

Sue stood there under the water and adjusted her bikini bottoms. She turned off the water and turned to face me.

"Do you have a towel?"

"At home, yes," I said.

I picked up her shoes and top and followed her at a distance as she walked, topless, back to my house.

I got the door.

"Stay there," I said, putting the camera down and going to grab a towel.

I patted her dry and she took the towel and dropped it on the floor.

"Get your camera," she said and knelt down on the towel.

I went and got the camera and pointed it at her as she undid my shorts. She pulled my cock out of my shorts, then pulled my shorts down to my feet. I stepped out of them.

I took pictures as she slid her hand up and down the shaft, licking a bead of pre-cum as it oozed out.

There was a damp spot by my hip where I'd been leaking for a while and she leaned in and licked that up too.

She looked up at the camera and wiped the head of my cock between her eyes, down her nose and onto her outstretched tongue. She rolled her tongue around the head for a few seconds, then sucked it into her mouth.

Looking into the lens, she slowly slid it into her mouth until her nose was in my pubic hair. She swallowed to massage the head, then started to hum softly as she started to slide back off.

She managed to do that three times before I came, with her swallowing it all down.

When she let go, I backed up and collapsed on the sofa, breathing heavily.

"You're welcome," she said.

"That was amazing," I told her.

She stood up and peeled the bikini bottoms down her legs and went to her clothes.

I watched her getting dressed, then went and got my shorts.

"Why don't you leave the bikini here," I said, "I can launder it and you'll have something to wear when you come for happy hour."

"I'll leave it," she said, "but I'm not promising to wear it at your party."

"Fine."

She was dressed and started towards the door.

"I should run," she said, "you don't need to see me out."

"Uh, OK," I said, "oh, your memory card."

I popped it out and took it out of the adapter. She took it and put it in her purse.

"Thanks," she said.

"No," I said, "thank you."

I closed the door behind her.