Picturing Herself

PICTURING HERSELF Ch. 02

Cynthia makes a video with Anna, and a solo.

Author's note

:

One more chapter in

Exhibitionist & Voyeur

before the story moves to other categories.

This piece can be enjoyed as a stand-alone, but there are emotional nuances you'll appreciate more if you read the set up in Chapter 1 before you read this one. As I submit this, Chapter 1 has 11,000 reads, 195 votes and a 4.8 rating, so you might like it?

MP

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Almost a week after Cynthia watched Adam and Anna on the live-feed from next door, the women still hadn't discussed it, either because Anna's daughter April was present or it simply wasn't the right time. Finally, they were enjoying a late Saturday afternoon visit at Anna's while April was off getting violin instruction. The pre-teen's musical talent was drawing more and more attention.

Cynthia had a ton of questions about the feed Anna activated, that showed her and Adam making love, but she hadn't decided quite how to start when Anna asked. "You watched?" She didn't need to explain what she was asking about.

Cynthia swallowed. "I couldn't look away." She met Anna's eyes. "Incredible. Erotic and lovely in a way I've never seen."

Anna beamed. "I really hoped you were watching us and thinking that you probably were got me super-hot. I performed Cyn... for you, with Adam. Showed you how slutty I can be, knowing you wouldn't think any less of me." She searched the older woman's eyes. "Showing you everything that way was like letting you see inside me."

Cynthia saw vulnerability and profound trust on Anna's face. Her young friend was

out there

with her heart in her hands, like a gift offered to Cynthia.

Could I have been as trusting when I was her age?

Cynthia reflected on her 54 years.

Have I ever allowed myself to be that vulnerable?

She knew she hadn't and realized it was part of what made Anna so special. She said, "You took my breath away Anna."

"Did you get off?" Anna asked.

Cynthia hesitated, then knew she had to answer Anna's openness by being equally unguarded, had to embrace the younger woman's vulnerability with her own. She said something she couldn't imagine ever saying before Anna moved next door. "I did. Imagining it was me with your Adam..." She paused, "and later, picturing me with both of you."

I just told another woman that I orgasmed thinking about getting naked with her and her lover. This is all so...

so

amazingly new.

Anna's smile was genuine. "That's everything I hoped for."

Cynthia started, "That day you asked me to join you..."

Anna interrupted. "Adam and I talked about that Cyn. We shouldn't have done that."

Cynthia failed to keep the disappointment from her face.

"We realized we were too forward for you, too pushy. We won't ask again."

Cynthia was crestfallen.

A threesome with them would have been the most thrilling experience of my life. They're so different from anyone I've ever known

. She said, "But..."

Anna tried to explain. "It wouldn't have been right if you weren't sure?"

Cynthia tried again, "Well I..."

"We decided to wait until you feel strongly enough to ask us, wait for

you

to initiate..."

This time Cynthia broke in, "I don't think I could do that."

Once again, younger Anna seemed the more experienced one when she answered, "That's just it Cyn. You can." Then before Cynthia could argue, Anna changed the subject. "There's enough time to show you my toy case before I fetch April." She motioned Cynthia to follow her into the bedroom. "C'mon."

Cynthia followed, then watched her open a locked cabinet and remove a small suitcase. Anna unlocked the case, opened it on the bed and sat next to it. She motioned Cynthia to sit on the other side and watched her gawk at the contents. Anna waved her hand over it, saying, "My dirty-girl toys."

Cynthia stared at the collection of vibrators designed for insertion, clitoral stimulation or both, cock-shaped dildos that appeared to have novel mechanical functions, nipple clamps, a jeweled butt plug and a

much

larger anal plug that had a fake foxtail attached, a riding crop, a lash, metal handcuffs and furry restraints, a heavy leather collar with a gold hoop on the front for attaching a leash... and a simple black velvet blindfold. She thought,

my tenant and her lover are using all these wild sex toys in my former MIL house, just 30' from where I eat breakfast and get ready for work and get dressed and...

. She looked at Anna. "I never imagined..."

Anna was delighted to show Cynthia her toys. She'd never even mentioned them to her other friends. "I'll show you how some of this stuff works."

Cynthia started to protest that she knew how they worked when Anna grabbed a small lipstick vibe and turned it on. Cynthia heard it buzz when Anna clicked to its highest setting and then touched it to her breast. Anna's mouth fell open and she met Cynthia's eyes. Her nipple was reacting to the little toy by trying to poke through fabric, to touch it. Her face warmed. When Anna saw Cynthia's fascination she moved the fake lipstick to the older woman's tit and touched a nipple that already challenged its lacy confinement. To Cynthia's surprise and Anna's delight, she didn't pull back, then savored the buzzing on her turgid bud. She warmed with the expression on Anna's face.

Then Anna drew it back. She'd seen what she hoped for in Cynthia's blue eyes and hesitated just a heartbeat before peeling her top off over her head. Cynthia watched Anna reach behind to unhook her bra, shrug it down her arms and give her smallish tits a cheerleader's shake. Then she squeezed one to push the pink tip out and brought the vibe to it while her friend watched, quietly spellbound. Cynthia's unguarded fascination and arousal made Anna feel the vibrator's oscillations in her core. She was bringing her friend into a world that was brand-new to her, where labels don't apply and adults can have the curiosity of children, be innocent and lovely again. A world she would have fled from weeks before, without thinking.

Watching Anna's nipple react, Cynthia felt it in her own.

Anna impulsively said, "Lick it Cyn. My nipple."

My God

, Cynthia thought,

I want to. I want to feel it with my tongue

.

Anna reached behind Cynthia's head to encourage with a touch that didn't pressure and Cynthia responded by leaning forward, trance-like, until the tip of her tongue touched the very end of the sensitive nub. Soft moans rose from inside both women. Then Cynthia explored Anna's nipple with her tongue like she'd been curious to do it her entire life, lightly flicking and circling, pushing the sensitive pink pebble this way and that, and licking it as Anna murmured contentedly. "Uh...uhh." When Cynthia's mouth closed on her tit Anna said, "Oh God...Cyn," and when Cynthia suckled, Anna groaned, pushed tit into Cynthia's mouth and pulled her tighter. When they broke apart, they did all of that again with Anna's other tit.

When she leaned back, Cynthia was stunned by what she'd done, but not embarrassed, not at all. Their eyes met. Anna touched Cynthia's lips with a finger, like saying

I want to put my lips right here.

They came together and softly touched lips, leaned back to look at each other, then kissed again with a little more pressure and tongue tips touching between opened lips. When the kiss ended, Cynthia whispered, "Oh my." She hadn't known a kiss could be so soft, so perfect in its own rather than as foreplay.

Anna touched the side of Cynthia's face, searched her features for regret and saw only the wonder of a child who's been dazzled to rare quiet. She said, "Your lips are so soft." Then she touched her older friend's lower lip with her thumb, gently coaxed it down and they kissed with open lips and delicately wandering tongues and it felt like the softest kiss of all while being the most searchingly intimate of Cynthia's life. Two women sharing themselves in a way they can't with a man.

Anna spoke softly, "You've never kissed a woman before." When Cynthia nodded, Anna said, "It's different." Cynthia nodded again and Anna touched her friend's lips like she could feel the kiss lingering on them. "Did you like it?" Cynthia smiled and nodded yet again as if speech was asking too much. She felt quietly wonderful and

with someone

in a way that made her feel she'd been alone before, but didn't realize it until she kissed this kindred spirit.

Anna said, "I wish we had more time before I leave to get April."

Cynthia finally spoke in a whisper. "This feels very... just... very nice. Sweetly sexy."

Anna said, "Uh huh. Not bi or gay or hetero or anything but sexy." She searched Cynthia's eyes and said, "I want to touch you everywhere Cyn, smell your excitement and taste your skin..." Their eyes held, "Lick you inside."

Cynthia's entire body blushed when she imagined the younger woman doing all of that. She was getting uncomfortably warm in her clothes.

Anna announced, "Adam wants us to make a short video for him, undressing each other and embracing." She watched the reaction play across Cynthia's face.

Cynthia thought about making a sexy video with Anna, doing it for Adam to watch.

Not too wild... not outrageous. Naughty and exciting. Performing for him with Anna, like Anna performed with him in the live-feed

. When she thought about that sexy scene again, she knew she wanted to do it... for Adam, for Anna, and especially for herself. She'd been picturing herself in the live feed and here was a chance to try it.

But how will I look? I can't be as sexy as Anna, but can I still excite?

The idea took root in Cynthia's libido. Anna watched it blossom and said, "There's just barely enough time to make a really short one." She pulled her top back on without the bra, saying, "I think it'll be sexier to start with something on, but you should be braless too?"

Cynthia's smile was mildly amused. "You're the director." She pulled her top off to lose the bra, then pulled it back on as shamelessly as a performer getting ready back-stage. Then she watched Anna engage 'video record' on the system remote and realized it was really going to happen. She started to speak, thought better of it, and then decided what the hell. "Anna, I'm a wet mess. Already."

Anna flashed delight. "Isn't it fun?"

It was. More fun than Cynthia had in forever and she quickly forgot about being too old because she felt like a school girl on the brink of experiencing something taboo with her most daring friend. The wild friend her parents warned her to stay away from. She saw Anna waiting for her in the prime filming spot with an arm extended. Cynthia's hand was the first part of her to enter the camera's field of view. It touched Anna's, their fingers entwined and Anna drew Cynthia closer until they almost touched, face-to-face. They forgot about Adam as they looked at each other, Anna touched her older friend's face with her hand, then gasped with surprise when Cynthia's hand found her breast.

Yes!

Cynthia squeezed firm tit through the fabric.

Oh fuck yes...

Then Anna's hands went to Cynthia's larger breasts, Cynthia's other hand joined the fun and they kissed while caressing bosoms and mewing softly. They knew the recording system would catch their soft sounds and Adam would hear it. It would make him hard, especially because they were making this for him. The kiss grew saucier and when it finally ended, they turned to the camera and smiled shyly as teen girls performing for a man they hoped to please.

Anna smiled naughtily. "Do you like this, Adam? Does watching us kiss and feel each other up, just for you, turn you on?" She looked at Cynthia and nudged her, "Ask him something Cyn. What do you wonder?"

Cynthia knew what she wanted to ask but hesitated. She looked into the camera and wondered.

Can I?

When Anna gave her hand an encouraging squeeze, Cynthia finally whispered in a seductive voice she didn't recognize as her own. "Do we make your cock hard Adam?" She'd never said "cock" to a man and felt the exhilaration of a cliff diver in the moment of weightlessness. Her voice grew even softer when she whispered, "Do you want to see more?"

Adam groaned with lust. Later... when he watched.

The women kissed again, then Anna raised her arms above her head. Cynthia pulled Anna's top up and off, let it fall to the floor and slid her hands down to Anna's bare chest. Anna breathed deeply and her breasts heaved in a caress that soon included thumbs gently rubbing her pebbled tips. Cynthia said, "You red heads have the sexiest tits." Then she licked each nub like she forgot they were making a sexy clip for Adam and when Anna coaxed her to raise her arms, Cynthia felt her own nipples were already swollen. She bent over so shorter Anna could pull her top off, then straightened and squeezed her own softness like her tits couldn't go another second without it. She squeezed while Anna watched, envious of their size and the soft feel of her flesh. Then Anna took over. She measured them in her smaller hands and felt their weight. She saw faint veins under translucent skin. She gentled them and squeezed until soft tit bulged between fingers, she pulled and played, enchanted by a soft wealth of tit as Cynthia's mouth fell open.

"Oh..." Complete surrender. "Oh God...Anna... Don't ever stop."

Anna rolled Cynthia's dark nipples in her fingers, large and rubbery compared to Anna's pebbled pink nubs. Even though Anna was a mother, her breasts were like a girl's compared to Cynthia's teardrop softness. Anna tenderly pinched the engorged tips. She tugged them, then took each nipple into her mouth and suckled like a baby as Cynthia mewed and held Anna's head against her. Cynthia's tits hadn't been caressed or suckled in so long they ached with sexual fullness that sweet Anna drew from her with concaved cheeks.

When she stopped, Anna turned to the camera and smiled at Adam with the side of her face nestled against Cynthia's bosom. She murmured in a dreamy voice, "Heavenly Adam... fucking heavenly." Anna turned her face to nuzzle softness. She kissed Cynthia's cleavage, licked a trail up her chest and neck, over her chin to her mouth. They kissed with open mouth abandon and Anna's firm mounds pushed into Cynthia's softness. When they finally separated Anna squeezed herself to present pebbled nubs and nodded for Cynthia to follow suit. Cynthia knew what Anna wanted and squeezed to make her own nipples protrude because she wanted the same.

They touched their sensitive tips.

"Uhh..."

Rubbed tenderly.

"Oh God..."

It wasn't clear who spoke, as if they had one voice and one desire and the desire had become reality. Then they rubbed the pink pebbles and swollen brown nubs together more vigorously.

"Uhhhhh..."

Cynthia flushed, her tits blushed, and her body glistened in a sheen of lust. She grew squishy below. "Ohh... Anna... this feeling." Passion heated Anna's pink bullets and Cynthia's caressing nipples felt the heat. Then Anna slicked Cynthia's nipples by licking them and they slid against each other.

When Anna squeezed Cynthia's softness again she met her friend's sultry eyes. "I want you to fuck me with your big tits Cyn, want to feel your nipple sliding up and down my slit, rubbing my clit... getting slimy with me until you shine with my cum."

Cynthia's eyes sparkled. "Oh God Anna. I've never been this horny."

Anna murmured, "Then I'll lick you clean." She leaned into Cynthia's pillowy softness.

Cynthia swooned with new emotions. Sexy and dirty at once, indecently daring and exquisitely, wonderfully unrestrained. "Oh..." Nothing physical was forbidden, no feeling unwanted.

Anna licked Cynthia's breasts like a lioness preening her cubs. Lifting them on long strokes of her tongue and pushing their fullness around with her mouth, cleaning everywhere with cat-like purpose. Anna nuzzled and purred as pleasure closed Cynthia's eyes until she opened them to look down at Anna's oral caress. She needed to see the beauty she felt. "Oh... Anna."

Cynthia warmed in the adoration and when Anna leaned back, her nipples stood proud as soldiers at attention. Waiting. Wanting. Anna pinched them in surprisingly strong fingers and the sudden change in sensation made Cynthia whimper and tremble so violently that Anna thought she was going to fall. She reduced the pressure, but Cynthia didn't want softer. She whispered urgently, "Harder Anna...

please

. Harder." Anna crushed spongy softness with all her strength, Cynthia's head rolled back and she shrieked, "Fuck...Yes!" Her meaty nipples burned in Anna's fingers. Anna's forearms strained as she crushed and released... over and over again. Cynthia pushed into Anna's biting pinch and the pulsing burn of returning blood. Again. Pain sharpened pleasure flashed through Cynthia like electrical jolts. Again. Anna's breathing grew labored in the fog of Cynthia's whimpers. Again. They continued beyond pleasure. Continued as if powerless to resist and compelled to reach a goal they didn't understand until they arrived... when Cynthia froze like a sculpture capturing the moment of rapture, then broke into animated jerks with anguished cries. "Oh... Oh..." Head back, mouth agape. "Ohh..." Cynthia became the emotion that lifted her and carried her from moans to gasps, until she grew limp in Anna's embrace, and the gasps became little spent laughs. "Uh... Uh... Uhuh... Uh."

Anna whispered, "Fuck..." Stunned by Cynthia's lusty reaction to her brutish pinching.

She almost came from rough nipple play

. She was awed by her older friend's intense reaction. When she caressed the tits she'd just brutalized she watched Cynthia's features soften and then recognized the unmistakable bliss of...

just after? Oh fuck, she

did

cum from nipple play

. Anna gently suckled and salved Cynthia's tender tips with her mouth. They were warm in her lips. She felt them throb against her tongue. When Cynthia sagged against her, Anna turned her face to the camera with eyes that asked, "My God Adam... did you see that...?"

"Anna..." Cynthia whispered still breathless, "What..."

Anna stroked Cynthia's hair and they embraced with their femininity. Then she leaned back to look at Cynthia who'd closed her eyes. She murmured. "Are you OK Cyn?"

A smile slowly spread across Cynthia's face as her eyes dreamily opened. "Oh God yes." Then her eyes widened with realization. "Anna, you made me... What do they call it...? You gave me a nipplegasm?"

"I think so." With shy pride.

Cynthia was amazed. "I thought that was fiction, the stuff of dirty stories that aren't real, can't be true."

Anna shrugged nonchalantly but couldn't hide how pleased she was by what happened.

"My God Anna. What else are you going to show me?"

"We discover together. I never witnessed a nipplegasm before, didn't even know they were real."

"You didn't witness it - you

made

it happen.

To me

." Cynthia looked at the younger woman like she was a mystery. "God Anna."

"No Cyn. We made it happen. As lovers. Isn't love exploring without fear of rejection, discovering ourselves in each other?

Cynthia searched her younger friend's face. "Is that what this is? Love?"

Anna's answer was heart-felt. "The purest." Then she turned to the camera and Cynthia suddenly remembered Adam. Anna said, "We'll show you, won't we Adam?"

Cynthia also looked at the camera, blushing over what they'd just filmed for Adam and very horny because of it. Anna saw the state her older friend was in and smiled, remembering when she'd discovered her own exhibitionist streak. "Stay here Cyn and sample my toys for Adam. Let him watch you discover."