Aren My Friend's Girl

CHAPTER 5 - SATURDAY MORNING

I woke up on Saturday morning still half in a dream. I was naked, my cock nestling against the arse of a sexy naked girl, my hand on her hip. She'd discovered a hitherto unexplored exhibitionist streak since we met, and I was having a great deal of fun encouraging her to play it out, fucking her outdoors, getting her to wear revealing clothes and no underwear, showing her body off and touching her in public, and ensuring she walked around my house naked, talking to my friends. As I woke up a little more, it dawned on me that it wasn't just a dream, and my cock throbbed in anticipation as I ran my hand down Karen's side.

So what should I plan for my exhibitionist slut today, I thought, opening my eyes wide for the first time and realising that the sun was streaming in through the thin curtains. That made me smile for a start - it would be much easier to get her into revealing outfits if it was warm and dry. I made up my mind that we should go out and explore the city a bit, do some of the things that a new couple should be doing together, although I had to admit I'd seen Karen as more of a fuck toy than a girlfriend. Perhaps we could combine doing some of the things a couple would do with some of the things fuck buddies would do, I thought, smiling.

I certainly knew what I wanted first, though. Without waking Karen, I reached over to my bedside drawer and pulled out a condom from the packet. Tearing it open, I slid it on over my throbbing cock, and leant over to kiss Karen's shoulder. She didn't respond, and her heavy breathing told me she was still sleeping. Well I was going to wake her up in the best possible way! I ran my hand gently down her arm, enjoying the touch of her warm skin. Easing my way down the bed, I gently turned her onto her back, stopping still when I heard her breathing change, but continuing when it settled into a rhythm again. I ran my fingertips lightly over her stomach, making sure she was still warm and covered by the duvet, and bent to kiss her just below her belly button. She stirred, just slightly, but that was okay, I wanted her to wake up eventually. I edged further down the bed.

My fingertip traces were now around Karen's hips, and getting lower. Her thighs were next, and I almost felt her tingle as my hand moved from the outer to the inner leg. She shifted her knee a fraction, allowing me more access, and I grazed my fingers over her thin pubic hair before brushing my lips across it. Her legs were further apart now, they'd moved almost imperceptibly, and I took advantage by sliding my knee in between her ankles, kneeling up enough so that by bending my neck I could kiss her stomach again. She murmured in appreciation as, for the first time, I kissed and stroked her together, lips on her stomach, fingers on her legs.

I wanted to change those around, though, and slid my body a little further down, running my fingertips up her legs and across her pussy lips to her stomach, whilst my mouth made the reverse journey, slowly, slowly. I ended up kneeling between her legs, gently nuzzling her thighs further apart whilst resting a reassuring hand on her stomach. She groaned a little louder now, and I thought perhaps I'd better move a little quicker. My cock was throbbing impatiently, after all.

I gently ran my tongue up her inner thigh, until my nose was touching her clitoris. Her pussy felt hot with my breath, and I slowly stuck my tongue out, touching her hole. She must have been awake by now, but her groan was quiet, not breaking the spell, and I gently continued to probe her cunt and clitoris with my tongue. She tasted sweet, her juices starting to really flow and mix with my saliva as my tongue grew bolder, and licked her harder. I could feel her stomach muscles clenching under my touch, and knew for sure she was awake when her hand weakly gripped mine, and she let out a low moan of pleasure. I reached down and gripped my cock, making sure the condom was still firmly in place, and started to work harder on her clit with my mouth, feeling her legs start to tremble as her wake-up orgasm neared, and finally having to hold her down as she bucked and thrashed, covering my face with her delicious cum, gasping for her breath.

I looked up at her from between her legs, grinning. "Morning," I said, sliding up on top of her and reaching down to rub the tip of my cock on her sensitive cunt lips.

"No, no more, not yet," she said, trying to get her breath.

"Yes, more," I insisted, easing my hardness into her tight hole and hearing her pleasurable moan as my reward. "I'm gonna fuck you till you cum again, and I think you're going to like it!" I thrust myself into her the whole way, and she almost growled. Bending forward, I kissed her nipple, softly at first and then taking it into my mouth and roughly sucking it, her hands on my head telling me she was fine with what I was doing. I snaked a finger between our writhing bodies, down to her clitoris, and started a firm circular motion around it, flicking the hard little button back and forth. It wasn't going to take her long to cum again, I thought, and I wasn't wrong, her body thrashing wildly underneath me as she shuddered all over, legs squeezing around my arse, arms wildly slapping on my sides. I groaned, thrust as deep as I could into her, and allowed my balls to explode, releasing what felt like a huge amount of spunk into the condom.

Karen looked at me in alarm. I smiled inside - she didn't know I'd put a condom on. Wondering briefly to myself when her period was due, whether she was safe anyway, I looked at her as I pulled my throbbing cock from her. "It's ok, precautions taken," I said, peeling the condom off and holding it up to show her. She smiled, as I threw the crumpled condom on the floor and slid down the bed again.

"No, really, no more this time," she said. "That's a hell of a way to wake up, but I really need to go to the loo!"

I laughed, and slid up on top of her again, cock brushing the top of her thighs, which were closer together now. "Okay," I said. "Don't want to make you wet yourself!" I rolled away from her and allowed her to slip out from under the covers, make her way across the room and trot downstairs. She hadn't even thought about putting any clothing on this time.

Karen was back in a couple of minutes, smiling again. "So what's the plan for today then?" she asked, her naked body gently caressing mine. "Sounds like we have the house to ourselves!"

That was probably true, it was around ten o'clock, and Mark, my housemate, would be out by now, probably up at the university studying. Staying in bed with Karen all day was a pretty appealing thought, but then so was going out and getting her to show off her body. I plumped for the latter. "It looks like a nice day," I said, "so I think we should go and see some of the sights of Bristol. And I'm hoping you're going to be one of them! Fancy showing off again today?"

"Ooh, you are awful," she smiled. "But that sounds like fun. I think I may have just the dress! But first, I need a shower. And I'm sure you don't want me walking round the house with any clothes on, but can I at least borrow a towel?"

I had to laugh. "Of course," I said, and jumped up out of bed. Grabbing a towel I threw it over to her, and added, as she caught it, "but I'm first in the queue - come and join me if you want!" I walked out the room before she could react, and went downstairs to the bathroom. I turned the shower on and went to the loo whilst it warmed up, and then eased myself under the hot spray. My student house wasn't in great shape, but it did have a great shower, a big cubicle, plenty of power. I'd never fucked anyone in it, but I'd often thought about it. Was Karen about to come and share with me?

She was. I'd just finished washing my hair and soaping my body when I saw the bathroom door open and Karen come into the room. She tossed her towel onto the loo seat, and opened the cubicle door. "Hello," she said, "room for one more?"

"I think so," I smiled. "You might have to squeeze up close to me though."

"Well I guess I can live with that," she smiled, her arms snaking around my neck as she pulled our bodies closer and kissed my lips. "Mmm, that's nice," she added, as I turned her so that her back was under the warm shower spray. I rubbed her back gently as she threw her head back and got her hair wet, and then allowed her to fall backwards just enough that I could bend and lick her nipple, which was taut and erect, water rolling down her chest. She groaned gently. "I thought you were going to let me have a shower!"

"Well yes," I said, "I was. But then I thought that I'd only want to get you all hot and sweaty again the minute you were out the shower, so really I'm just saving you the bother of washing again!"

"Mmm, very considerate of you," Karen laughed. "Now pass me that shampoo!"

I laughed, and did as she asked, before dropping to my knees in front of her. Pushing her gently backwards, until she was under the spray, I ran my hands down her front, over her hips and down her legs, and bent forward to kiss her stomach, just above the fine line of fair pubic hairs. Karen was trying her best to ignore me, and was massaging shampoo into her hair, but I was confident she wouldn't be able to for much longer. I slid my hand between her legs, edging them apart slightly, and kissed her a little lower down. Sliding my fingers up and my mouth down so that they met on her clitoris, I licked, hard and suddenly. She groaned, and instantly her legs were further apart, allowing me to bury my face in her pussy, licking and sucking with relish as her juices joined with the water flowing from the shower. God she tasted good! I chanced a glance up, and saw that her eyes were closed, the shower spray washing shampoo suds across her chest, which was thrust forward as she leant against the wall of the cubicle. Her knees were slightly bent, pushing her pussy forward. I couldn't think of a more erotic pose, she looked so sexually charged. I smiled to myself as I went back to sucking her clit.

It wasn't long before I felt her legs shaking around my head, and her hands on my wet hair pulling me as close to her cunt as I could go and still breathe. "Yes, yes," she was gasping, and suddenly she was cumming, cumming, and then collapsing besides me, the shower beating down on us. "Oh jesus, that felt amazing!" she said as she fell against me.

I laughed. "And there's more where that came from!" I said, kissing her. I was just in the process of trying to get her to stand up so I could fuck her when the doorbell rang. "Shit, I bet that's the landlord," I said. "He usually calls round on Saturday mornings to collect the rent. He'll let himself in if I don't answer."

Karen laughed too. "Well you'd better go and see him then," she said, wriggling free from my grasp. "And I'd better stay here and finish my shower!"

Grumbling, I slid out of the cubicle and grabbed the towel, rubbing most of the water off quickly and wrapping it around me as the doorbell sounded a second time. "Hi, Gianni," I said, opening the door. "Sorry, I was just in the shower, come on in."

"Ah, no, I'm sorry," said Gianni. "I was just coming to collect the rent, if it's a bad time?..."

"No, no, just let me run upstairs to write you a cheque," I said. He smiled, and sat down in the kitchen as I jumped upstairs, my erection subsiding under the towel. I quickly threw on an old pair of shorts and a t-shirt and found my chequebook, and was just writing out the cheque when I heard voices from downstairs. I walked to my door, and listened carefully.

It was Gianni's voice first. "No, I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't realise..."

"No worries," Karen's voice came back. I had a sudden thought - I'd grabbed the only towel when I'd gone out to open the door. Was she standing there talking to him naked? "I'm Karen," she continued. "I'm, er, a friend of Joe's. Pleased to meet you."

"Er, yes, you too," he replied, and I had a mental image of him shaking her hand and not knowing whether he should be staring or not. He's a nice guy, as landlords go, but he's in his forties, married, kids - I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking! I stepped back onto the stairs, debating to myself who I was rescuing by my return.

"Hi, Gianni, sorry about that, here's the cheque. Mark's is on the table," I said, noticing at once that Karen was, of course, totally, gloriously, bare. I didn't comment – I wanted my landlord to think it was normal to have a naked girl wandering around the kitchen on a Saturday morning. He took the cheque from me, and I smiled inwardly as I noticed his eyes drifting back to Karen's body. She was leaning back against the fridge, which pushed both her chest and groin forward provocatively. Who wouldn't have looked?

Gianni signed both Mark's and my rent book, glancing at me awkwardly. "Great, er, thanks," he stammered. "I'll see you next week, then." He couldn't get out of the door fast enough, leaving Karen laughing hysterically as he went.

"God, that was great!" she exclaimed. "The look on his face when I came out of the bathroom!"

"You are terrible," I said, laughing. "You could have given the poor guy a heart attack. You are so naughty. And naughty girls deserve to be spanked!" I skipped over to her, laughing, and kicked a chair out from under the table to sit on. Grabbing her, I pulled her down over my lap, and gave her bare arse a short, sharp slap, not hard but enough to tingle.

"Ooh," she mock screamed, "I have been naughty, haven't I?"

"Yes," I said, slapping her again, feeling my cock harden and remembering that I hadn't had time to fuck her in the shower. "And I'll have to punish you. But I will kiss you better later." I slipped my hand between her legs. The wetness definitely wasn't just because she hadn't dried off from the shower. She gasped as my finger wriggled on her clitoris. "I think you like this sort of punishment, don't you?" I whispered in her ear.

I pulled her upright again, and edged her over to the sink, where she stood looking out of the window. I held myself against her back, hands reaching round to caress her tits, loving the feel of her hard nipples. Quickly, I pushed my shorts down and kicked them off, rubbing my cock on her arse until she pushed back to allow it between her legs. I thrust forward lustfully, and suddenly, gloriously, I slid inside her wet cunt. We both groaned - I think she'd been looking forward to a fucking in the shower as much as I'd been. This wasn't going to take long for me, I could tell, and I reached round to rub her clitoris, pushing her forward so she was bending over the sink, her tits almost in the washing up bowl. My thighs slapped on her arse as I thrust back and forward, trying to retain a rhythm, but suddenly she was cumming, my hand now as wet as my cock with her juices, and I was cumming too, pulling out just in time and squirting my spunk on her arse and back, collapsing away from her back onto the chair, both of us breathing heavily.

She reached behind her, rubbing my cum into her skin, and turned around to look at me. "Well if that was my punishment, I'm going to be naughty all the time," she laughed, eyes twinkling with mischief. "But I'm going to have to get back in the shower now, you've got me all sticky!"

I laughed. "Sorry about that, I didn't have much choice."

She smirked, and bent over to kiss me. "Do me a favour and get me another towel?" she asked, as she slipped into the bathroom again.

I sat on the chair, and took a deep breath. Finally, I picked my shorts up from the floor and slipped them on again, went upstairs, grabbed another towel from the cupboard and brought it down. Karen was just getting out of the shower, and I threw the towel to her before going back to the kitchen and putting the kettle on and making some toast. Dry, with the towel wrapped around her, Karen sat down at the table with me for some breakfast.

We talked about what we were going to do for the day, and decided in the end on a gentle sightseeing walk through town up to one of the big parks. I threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and went downstairs to clear up the kitchen whilst Karen dried her hair, and was just finished when I heard her come downstairs. "How do I look?" she asked, performing a quick pirouette.

She looked fantastic. She was wearing a knee length dress, bright orange with occasional small white flowers dotted over it, and some trainers. And nothing else. The firm shape of her tits was clearly visible through the thin material of the dress, and you could make out the dark circles around her nipples. I suppose she could have been wearing knickers, but I somehow knew she wasn't. "You look great," I told her. "There might be a change of plan - I'm going to have to ravish you again!"

"Uh uh," she smiled. "You're taking me out to see the sights. And besides, this needs a rest!" And she lifted up the front of the dress to prove that she really wasn't wearing anything underneath it.

I groaned. "God you are such a tease! But I think we should have a fun day. Come on then." We strolled out into the sunshine, and made our way towards the town centre.

CHAPTER 6 - SATURDAY AFTERNOON

Karen probably wasn't the best looking girl I've ever been out with, but I'd certainly never seen as many admiring glances directed at someone as I did as we walked slowly through the town. I couldn't help but laugh - men on their own stared hard, men with their wives or girlfriends stared and then quickly glanced away, women with a guy mostly looked scornful, and women on their own were a mixed bunch, a few looking disgusted and a few making no secret of their admiration for Karen's daring outfit. I love people watching, and watching people watch us was even better!

I'd decided that we should go through the shopping centre, which is the least interesting bit of Bristol, towards the docks and cathedral, and then walk up the hill to the smartest part of town, where there was a huge park we could have some lunch in. Karen was clearly enjoying the attention, smiling when she was wolf-whistled, holding my hand sometimes, very aware that her nipples were clearly visible, erect as they were. We stopped on the green outside the cathedral, and she stood on her toes and put her arms round my neck, pulling herself towards me to give me a long, lingering kiss. "Are you having fun?" I asked, smiling.

"Mmm, yeah," she grinned. "I think I've made some people's day. And of course, it makes me unbelievably turned on."

"Oh yeah?" I raised my eyebrows. "So is that anything I can help you with?"

"Maybe," she replied. "Are you going to lay me down and fuck me right here?"

"Ooh, I wish," I groaned. "But if we get arrested I won't be able to fuck you later, and I intend to do that lots later. So maybe we should put off instant gratification for a while. But I do happen to know a quiet park a few minutes walk away...."

She laughed. "I know, you told me, but it sounds like more than a few minutes walk. Maybe we should get a bus?"

It was at least half an hour walk, mostly uphill, but I'd thought it would give me enough time for my cock to recover from the morning's activities. Judging by the pressure in my jeans, though, it was already fully recovered. I led Karen to the bus stop, from where it was only a ten minute trip.

She sat by the window, gazing out as the bus slowly made its way up the hill. I leant over her shoulder. "So just how turned on are you?" I whispered, sliding my hand under her arse cheek. I saw her bite her bottom lip gently in the reflection from the window, and she shifted position enough that her arse lifted from the bus seat. I quickly pushed my hand under her dress, and she sat back down on it, just allowing me enough room to wriggle my finger against what I soon found out was a very wet pussy. Her thighs squeezed against my hand as my finger slid into her cunt, just up to the second knuckle. "Mmm," I nuzzled her neck, "you weren't joking, were you? I'm almost tempted to stay on the bus and make you cum, but we should get out here." She looked almost disappointed for a second, but allowed me to remove my hand. I stood up, and made my way to the door, Karen following, and we got off the bus.