The continuing adventures of Pam and Zach. I guess I'm obligated to state that all characters are 21 years of age or older. While embellished for literary purposes, events strikingly similar to these did actually occur.
I Get Naked in Public...A We End the Night with CMNF...
Zach build the outdoor shower on our back patio for me last weekend. He really outdid himself, setting up both an overhead rain type shower head and a hand held one. He had asked if I wanted some sort of curtain or privacy wall, which I contemplated at first, but I eventually gave into my darkest desires and told him no. The anticipation of being naked outside was so intense that I couldn't wait to use it.
He had finished it late Sunday afternoon. In order to make me feel more at ease, Zach suggested that I spend the rest of that day at home without clothes on and then try it out after dark. I thanked him for his concern, but I told him being naked outside after dark would not fill my need for the thrill I was seeking.
As he looked on, I stood by the back storm door, pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it to him. Dropping my shorts to the ground, then flicking them away with my foot, I bit my lower lip, exhaled deeply, opened the door and stepped out. Though it was hot, the slight breeze excited my nipples, immediately making them hard and arousing my pussy as well. I looked across and saw that while our neighbor's backyard was empty, I did hear a lawn mower being used, probably in their front yard. I turned the overhead shower on and stepped under it. I'm not sure if it was the coolness of the water or the thought that our neighbor might come around to the back, but my whole body tingled. I looked back and saw that Zach was gone, as I had requested. I so wanted this to be just for me.
I ran my fingers through my hair as the water trickled down my face and neck. I let my hands slide down to my breasts and teased my nipples with my thumbs as I stared off across our yard, subconsciously hoping to be seen. I widened my stance as I felt the cool water wash over my newly tufted pussy. I traced its path with my fingers, sliding them along the outer edges of my engorged labia, causing me a sudden shiver. I couldn't believe how excited I was.
My senses were alive. When I heard the mower noise getting louder, I knew my neighbor, Tom, was coming around to the back of his property. When I finally saw him, I slightly gasped, but I did not turn away. Locking my eyes on him, I was somewhat disappointed to see that he had sunglasses on, preventing me from knowing if he was watching me or not. I chose to believe he was. I wanted to believe that. I so needed to believe that.
I continued sensually rubbing my hands over my body until I saw him turn the mower off and start to walk back around to the front of their house. Just as I was about to shut the water off, I saw him glance back towards me. My whole body spontaneously tensed, but I continued watching him until he turned the corner and was out of sight. I doubt that even turning the shower down to full cold at that point would have quelled the heat between my thighs.
I dashed inside, grabbed a towel, hastily dried off, wrapped the towel around my waist and sought to find Zach. He was in the kitchen preparing dinner, wearing only his running shorts.
"God, that was thrilling!" I exclaimed. "I can't believe I actually did it."
Zach smiled, looking up from the countertop, "I'm glad you did it too."
"And I think Tom saw me," I confessed.
"Oh really? Well that might make the next block party awkward," Zach offered.
"I don't care. Thanks for doing that for me, you know, making it possible," I said as I wrapped my arms around him from behind and kissed his neck. My nipples hardening as they pressed against his bare back. At that moment I wanted to show him my appreciation by having sex, but I also wanted to retain that super aroused feeling running through my body. I decided to hold off gratification, at least for now.
"I think I will stay naked?" I asked, nuzzling my face against his neck. "I really don't want to let this feeling end."
"I understand. I'd like that," Zach said.
I broke off my hug, took the towel off and began drying my hair.
"I'm gonna fix my hair before dinner," I quipped as I headed to the bathroom.
"It'll be ready when you come back," Zach replied as he grabbed plates and headed toward the table.
After using the hairdryer and brush to fix my hair, I then ran a comb through my tiny pubic bush, newly grown backed and neatly trimmed. I had decided recently that I'd had enough of the bald look and allowed it to grow back. Looking at it in the mirror, I was happy with that decision.
I guess my hyper excitement continued to be evident during dinner. It's the only reason I can think of for what was about to happen next.
"After I clean up the kitchen I think we should go get some ice cream," Zach suggested. "How about we go to Dippy's?"
"Love to," I replied.
Zach was waiting for me in the car, so I threw on a sundress just before walking out the door. Zach looked over at me as I buckled up and jokingly said,
"You know, I turned on that option where the car won't start unless your naked."
Trying to seem blasé, even though my pussy was throbbing, I coyly replied, "Oh, you're right. I forgot we had that feature." I undid the seatbelt, unbuttoned the dress, lifted my butt and slid it up and off, over my head, putting it on the floor at my feet. "Try it now," I smirked. Darn if it didn't start.
"Do you want me to put the top down?" Zach asked. I wasn't sure if that was a dare or not.
"My pussy says yes, but my head says, maybe not this time," I responded, giving him a glimpse of hope for the future.
It was dusk, so it was thrilling to be riding around exposed to anyone who might be in a position to see. When we got to Dippy's, both the lot and the outdoor table area were crowded and there was also quite a long line waiting to place their orders. Zach backed into one of the few available empty spots, up against the trees and between two empty cars.
"I backed it in so that you could see if anyone was coming near and you felt the need to cover up," Zach informed me. "You want the usual?"
"Yes, please. And hopefully someone will come near 'cause I wanna see if I'm really all in for this or not," I answered as I blew him a kiss.
I watched Zach join the wait line, tingling all over, as people moved to and from their cars, to and from the tables and as cars pulled in and out of the lot. I so so wanted to touch myself, but I fought off the urge. Just as Zach was getting to the order window, I saw a couple about our age, walking in my direction, each carrying a huge soft serve cone. They were going to the car on my right and since they had pulled in, I was wondering if he would be driving, leaving the woman to have to walk between our cars on my side. It felt like a butterfly sanctuary in my stomach. I hesitated as I reached for my dress, my mind playing ping pong with the thoughts of 'Do I or don't I.'
I took a deep breath, exhaled and sat back, slightly trembling. She seemed occupied, licking her cone as she slid between our cars, her body turned toward me, her hip brushing my door before getting into her car. I couldn't be sure if she had seen me or not. As they backed out, I looked over to see her smile, lick her cone and give me a thumbs up. I shuddered as I felt my pussy get wet.
Finally, Zach got back with our treats and I immediately took a large cold spoonful, hoping it would cool down the intense heat I was feeling.
"I think the woman in the car that was next to us saw me," I told Zach.
"Did you cover up?" he inquired.
"I was tempted to, but then I thought you'd might find it arousing to know that I hadn't." I fibbed about that part, wanting to get him excited. "So I did not."
"Well you're right about that," Zach responded, raising his hips a bit and adjusting his crotch.
I couldn't help but smile. We finished our ice cream and Zach took our trash to the disposal bins. Unfortunately, no one else had come near our car the entire time. I slid my fingers down both sides of my pussy. It was now dark, and the dim light coming through the windshield from the parking lot elegantly framed my lower half, like an artsy black and white photo. I admired its smooth landscape, the only interruption being my tiny tuft of pubic hair glistening with drops of my dew.
As Zach pulled out of the parking lot, I had to ask him, "Do you have anything else planned for me tonight?" hoping that he did.
