Getting Married Set Me Free
by Vanessa Evans
Part 10
Saturday
After being woken up the usual way and having another awesome lovemaking session, Dylan asked me how my Bucket List was coming along. I reached for my phone and showed Dylan what I had got. As he read it I could see the smile on his face.
Esther's Bucket List
1. Be tied, naked and spread eagle to a table or wall and be 'teased to multiple orgasms whilst being watched by dozens of people.
2. Be spanked and then fucked on a stage with hundreds of people watching.
3. Be gang-banged in public.
4. Spend at least 2 weeks naked somewhere around the Mediterranean, but not at a nudist resort.
5. Have a job where I can be naked and get visited by dozens of men.
6. Watch lots of guys wanking and shooting their loads on me.
"There's not many things and they're all sex things Esther. Isn't there anything else like parachuting or learning to drive or fly a plane?"
"Sex is all that I can think of these days."
"Oh well, I'm sure that you'll think of more over time. You nearly completed the first one yesterday, It's a shame that we didn't invite a bunch of strangers to watch."
My mind went back to my burglar theory but I said nothing. I was starting to believe that it WAS Dylan and that he was just teasing me.
Most of the rest of the day was taken up with boring household things but things started improving when we started getting ready to go on TC's and Daisy's Hen and Stag nights.
Dylan looked very handsome in his smart casual outfit. He told me that I looked amazing, then he warned me to be careful with our drinks, telling me that it is easy to put something in a girl's drink when she is having fun with her mates.
As per Lucy's suggestion, I wore only heels, a very short skater style skirt and tank top with spaghetti straps.
It was a bit chilly as we headed to the Underground station and I told Dylan that I should have worn a coat. Then he told me about the Geordie girls in Newcastle who all go out drinking in some part of Newcastle called the Big Market all throughout the winters and wearing as little as I was at that moment.
"Wow, I guess that I'm just a Southern Softie." I replied.
"I don't think so, It's just a case of what you get used to. Besides, I much prefer you to a tuff Geordie girl."
I noticed one guy turn and look up my skirt as we went down the escalator but I ignored him.
The train was quite quiet but when Lucy and Tom joined us the conversation changed to where we were meeting the others.
Tom and Dylan followed us up the escalator and both Lucy and I got our butts and pussies groped. Yes, Lucy was going commando as well as me.
When we got to the street where Lucy and I were meeting the girls, and where Dylan and Tom were meeting the guys. We split up with Dylan whispering,
"Enjoy yourself but remember to be careful."
Dylan groped my bare butt under my skirt before we parted.
As soon as I opened the pub door I saw a couple of girls stood beside Daisy who was dressed in a T-shirt and skirt with a huge inflatable penis strapped to her front and a condom stretched over part of her head.
It took me a couple of seconds to realise that the 4 girls were wearing the same T-shirts, and that the fabric was so thin that they were slightly see-through. What's more I couldn't see any evidence of a bra on any of the girls. All the T-shirts had printing on the front of them, "Daisy's Hen Do." On the back of the T-shirts was a print of a Cockerel with the words 'No Cocks Allowed." printed under it.
I smiled just as Ellie handed Lucy and I a T-shirt telling us to put them on.
"What, here?" Lucy asked.
"Yes, why not?" Ellie replied, "stuff what you've got on in your bag."
I looked at Lucy, smiled, and we both pulled our tops up and off at the same time. I guessed that the other girls had done the same earlier because groups of young men around us all cheered at the same time.
Both Lucy and I did a slow 360 as we pretended to sort out the T-shirt that Ellie had given us. I felt my hard nipples and my hard clit start to tingle as all the guys stared and cheered. As Lucy and I pulled our T-shirts into place Ellie said.
"Good to see the headlights are on ladies, you'll need them on later."
Before I'd got married I wouldn't have had a clue what Ellie was talking about but Dylan had explained what a girl's headlights were and I had become proud of mine.
"So, what's the plan Ellie?" Lucy asked,
"Have a few here then move to somewhere else then maybe on to a club." Ellie replied, "Although if those guys hang around here we might as well. They've already bought us some drinks and they look as though they are fun to be with."
I wasn't used to boozy pub nights and I'd never been to a club so I didn't really know what to expect. All I knew was there were 5 very happy girls, all wearing very short skirts and T-shirts through which everyone could see their tits, and groups of young guys all around that seemed to be appreciating what the girls were wearing, and were wanting as much of a laugh as the girls were.
Lucy turned to me and quietly said,
"I know that you're not used to booze-ups like this Esther, just don't go anywhere without one of us girls with you, and don't accept an open drink from anyone except us girls."
Most of us girls were standing up but Daisy and Tracey were sat on this long bench seat and I noticed that I could see up their short skirts to their bald pubis, and if I could see that then I guessed the guys could as well.
Ellie handed Lucy and I a bottle of beer and we were soon talking to, mostly the girls, but sometimes the guys as well.
Everyone was getting on just great and appeared to be enjoying themselves. I thought back to the last church outing and how boring it was by comparison.
I saw Ellie go to the bar with one of the guys and a few minutes later they came back with more bottles of beer.
After about 30 minutes or so, one of the guys came back from wherever and said,
"Guys, were up, the table is free."
I hadn't a clue what he was talking about until another of the guys asked us girls if we wanted to play a game of pool. They'd actually had a pool table at the church youth club so I'd played before and I wasn't displeased when Ellie said,
"Okay guys, we'll thrash you at pool, but we'll have to have some sort of bet."
As everyone headed to the pool room, which I hadn't even seen, Ellie and Daisy were negotiating the bet.
The pool room turned out to be a much smaller room, just big enough for the pool table in the middle and a few smaller tables and chairs around the sides. There were 4 older guys sat at 2 of the tables With our group of girls and the group of guys the small room looked quite crowded.
"Right girls, we're going to split into pairs and we'll play double against the guys until we've all played at least one game. We'll have won more games so the guys will have to take their tops off. If the guys cheat and they win more games we'll have to take our tops off.
There was the expected cheers and comments and I wondered just how good everyone there actually was.
As soon as the first game got under way 2 things became obvious. Firstly, those 2 guys were better pool players that Daisy and Tracey, and secondly, every time that Daisy or Tracey bent over some of the guys gathered behind whichever girl because her very short skirt was riding up over her butt and giving the guys a great view because I knew that both Daisy and Tracey were knickerless.
The girls lost the first game and I got nominated as a player in the second game with Lucy.
As expected, some of the guys were always stood behind us each time that Lucy or I took a shot but I was playing better than Lucy, or either of the guys, so I was bent over most of the time.
Lucy and I won that game.
On it went with all of the guys having seen the bare butts, and what was between their cheeks, of every girl. Judging by the guy's comments I guessed that all us girls were knickerless.
I glanced over to the 4 older guys sat at the tables and saw that they were watching us and were getting a great view as well.
It was obvious that the guys were winning more games, and it was obvious to me that the girls weren't trying very hard. Not that I cared. Once I realised that us girls were going to loose I was looking forwards to taking my T-shirt off.
Okay, my tits were probably the smallest there but I was proud of them and I was very happy to put them on display.
It happened and one of the guys declared that they had won more games and Ellie conceded defeat. In a voice that sounded more like victory, she said,
"Okay girls, the bet was our T-shirts and we lost so we have to get topless."
To lots of cheering from the guys and big grins from the girls, including me, all our T-shirts quickly became a pile of fabric on one of the tables.
It was a good job that someone had recently got another round in because there was no way that any of the guys were going to leave that room for quite a while.
I looked around and confirmed that my tits were the smallest, but my nipples were as big as any there.