Girl Talk 6: Alison
Copyright: The Confession Club 4/12/09
This series is based on interviews I did quite a few years back with women who had modelled for me, or were private clients when I worked as a photographer. Their words have been, 'edited' but only to remove features of continuous speech such as, 'um, ah, eh,' and repetitions of partial phrases which is common in everyday speech.
The Confession Club: The story Alison gave me is a little more unusual, because it portrays a woman as a voyeur. It's generally accepted that men are more receptive to visual stimulation, but Alison proves that women can find this exciting too. A twenty-eight-year-old brunette, with a lovely slim figure, she also has an exhibitionist side to her nature.
CC: Alison, as you know, I'm collecting stories from as many of my models and private clients as I can. You've got a great story to share with us, don't you?
Alison: You mean, 'What I did on my holidays?' (laughs)
CC: Exactly - that's the one.
Alison: OK, but I think we need a little background to make sense of it, don't you?
CC: Just start from wherever you think is relevant.
Alison: Ok. This story is about my best friend Kerry and myself, so let's go back a few years. I met Kerry on my first day at school. We became best friends and were virtually inseparable all through our school years. We did everything together, and usually slept-over at each other's houses just about every weekend.
When we finally started going out with boys, we would tell each other everything, and I mean everything. We even had a rating system, which gave us a lot of laughs. When Kerry met her husband, I knew it was something special, because after the first two or three dates she was reluctant to talk about him. A year or so later, I was bridesmaid at her wedding - I was so happy for her. He was a really good man, and she was madly in love with him.
We still saw each other a lot, because he worked in the oil industry, and was often away from home for two or three weeks at a time. One night I went to see her, and she told me he had been promoted, and was being re-located to the main office in Houston, Texas. They'd be there for a minimum of two years. We hugged each other and cried, I was devastated at the news, and I eventually went home feeling miserable.
About two months after they moved, she called and invited me over for a few weeks. I had some holiday time due, and within a month I was flying into the USA. Kerry met me at the airport and drove me to her beautiful home, which really was fabulous - swimming pool, the lot. Her husband wasn't home, as he had been called away that morning, but we had plenty to catch up on, and didn't miss him at all. We had dinner beside the pool and drank white wine until it began to get dark. Kerry insisted I get to bed and catch up on my sleep to avoid jet-lag.
I woke early next morning with the sun streaming through my bedroom window, and Kerry standing beside the bed with a huge glass of fresh orange juice. She got in beside me as I drank it, like a million times before, and told me some of the sights, and tourist places she intended to show me later. It was just like old times, very 'girly' and innocent, although it hadn't always been like that. I knew every erogenous bit of skin on her body and she mine. Either one of us could turn the other to a moaning piece of 'jelly' with just a few touches. When Kerry touched me a few moments later, I threw back the bedcovers and pulled my nightdress off, so she could do what she wanted. As I opened my legs wide, I reminded her in a mock warning voice that she was a married woman. She just laughed and buried her face in my pussy.
The next few days were a frantic round of visiting tourist sights, eating, drinking, shopping and making love. It was very nice having her all to myself for a few days; it was just what we needed, but we knew it couldn't last, and sure enough, she got a call saying he would be home that evening. As we sat by the pool that afternoon, Kerry was very excited at the prospect of seeing him again. I suggested that I should make myself scarce after dinner and give them some privacy. She laughed and said they'd never make it as far as dinner, and he'd be 'on' her long before that. We both laughed at that, but I could see she was excited.
After a few moments she asked if I still had the same sexual fantasies as before, or had I worked my way through them all yet? She laughed when I said the funny thing about realising fantasies was that as soon as you'd worked through one, another one took its place. I could tell that she had something in mind, but just gave her plenty of time to get to the point. Eventually, she asked me if I'd fulfilled the 'big' one yet, and I admitted that I hadn't. My big fantasy was to secretly watch another couple making love. Quite tame really, considering some of the things Kerry and I had gotten up to over the years, but the thought of seeing a couple screw each other mercilessly while I secretly watched, just got me wet and horny like nothing else could possibly do.
I could hardly believe it when she told me she'd been having almost the same fantasy and had been thinking about it for weeks before I arrived. When I asked her what she meant by 'almost' the same fantasy, she said she wanted to be the one being watched. We got so horny talking about it that we ended up naked on her bed, and although we both had a couple of orgasms, it just seemed to make us hornier still. We showered together, making sure all our erogenous zones were well soaped, which led to more orgasms still, then got dressed in our prettiest lingerie, and made our plans.
Like all the best plans it was simple. Kerry has a large walk-in closet in her bedroom, (very American) almost like a small room in itself. Just before he came home, I would conceal myself in the closet with the sliding doors a couple of inches apart. From there, I would be able to see everything, but in the darkness of the closet I would be invisible. We placed a chair inside the closet for me to sit on, and we were ready. As it turned out, we didn't have long to wait. We heard a car in the driveway and we both ran for the bedroom where I got into the closet, and Kerry checked to make sure I couldn't be seen. She disappeared, and I could hear their voices, then silence for a few moments. My heartbeat was racing with excitement, and I could feel the wetness gather between my pussy lips, then dribble out.
Suddenly they were there in the room, and I could see them feverishly kissing, touching, and pulling at each other's clothes. Within seconds they were both naked and Kerry was moaning with pleasure as he kissed her nipples and fingered her pussy at the same time. She broke away, and sitting down on the edge of the bed, stroked his cock with her right hand, whilst cupping his balls with her left. She leaned forward and took his hard prick in her mouth, and I thought it was impossible to get all of that thing in her mouth, but she managed just fine, looking so sexy and fuckable. I wanted her so badly at that moment.
